Rosewood logs, smoky, is already a wonderful scene in the fairy, but smell the flowing water and the stones, a hundred birds come out together, and the sound of clouds and mist in the mountains.

Carved and carved, in the antique attic, Qingyuan sits cross-legged, and not far in front is a light gauze curtain.

Among them, you can see a person, the form is graceful, elegant and dignified, holding a piano in his arms, and the sound of the heavenly sound is on it.

The light yarn moves with the breeze, and a beautiful face can be seen faintly, the national color is fragrant, gentle and moving.

The beauty stroked the piano and listened to Jun Yao on the stage.

"Do you remember this?"

Qing Yuan came here, and he has been listening to his piano, but his face is not happy, angry, sad, or happy.

"I don't remember."

The smoke floats, and the light yarn jumps.

A three-foot jade sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the key point of Qingyuan.

Qingyuan was unmoved.

It's just that abruptly, the tip of the sword is pointed at the other side.

"Despicable." After a long time, Qingyuan was speechless.

"In terms of despicability, how can I catch up with you, if it weren't for the protection of your master, you would have been the soul of my sword in the past."

When Qing Yuan heard this, his eyes entered the light veil again, but his tone was as cold as iron.

"Why mention the past."

"The past? Qingyuan, you have only been in the business for 30 years, and you dare to call it the past? ”

"Senior sister is asking junior brother to remember that you are over half a hundred years old?"

"Zheng!"

A sharp piano sounded, and Qing Yuan felt that his body was hit by a sharp force.

With a cold snort, his figure fell backwards.

A blood line was drawn on his chest.

In the light veil, the beauty was slightly stunned, but after all, she just watched coldly.

"I didn't expect that after many years, it was you who hurt me on the day we met."

"It's just to get some justice for Senior Sister Miaoyu first."

Qingyuan laughed miserably: "This is also the reason why you left the division without saying a word and didn't want to see me?" ”

"Someone." Myoan swaps left and right.

A short time later, a column of maids carrying lanterns with white jade shells entered the room.

"Take it down, throw it to the Mansion of All Nations, give him a white-clothed identity, and announce that this person is shameless and respectful of power in public, I don't like it."

Qingyuan pulled out the short sword that pierced into his abdomen at some point, did not bandage it, did not ask for an explanation, and followed the maid down.

Silence fell back into the room.

The short sword, soaked in Qingyuan's blood, flew behind the curtain of the light veil without any automatic.

A pair of clear eyes looked at the bloodstains on it, as if smiling.

……

It's night, the gate of the House of Nations.

"Who calls the door, so late at night, why disturb people's dreams for no reason."

The porter was muttering to himself, but he opened the door of the house with great ease.

But I saw a column of black-clothed fog lamp maids holding a man covered in blood.

The wind blew, which made the porter tremble.

In this Qin City, he naturally heard the legend of the Jade Lantern Servant, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous at the moment.

"I don't know what's the point of visiting late at night?"

"The great master has a fate, this person's heart is not right, he climbs the power and attaches the noble, he doesn't like it, stay in your palace of all nations, and give him white clothes."

When the porter heard the big thing, his face turned white.

"Everyone, wait, I'll find someone who can take charge of things."

……

In the south of Qincheng, in a pavilion and courtyard, a group of people embraced red and leaned on the cui, and one of them, black and white robes, was mostly polluted by the wine-colored turbidity.

I heard a middle-aged man in a bloated but extraordinary costume next to him raise his glass and smile: "This time, thanks to the master, I can kill the spirit of the Eastern Emperor." ”

The Dao man waved his hand again and again: "The poor Dao also has to be helped by the Great Sikong to have this achievement, but at the moment, there are still two evils in the Qin State that have not been eliminated, and you still have to focus on the people's livelihood." ”

"This is natural, but I heard from someone before that the Wood Dao Master who returned to the Heavenly Pavilion seems to have a way to relieve the suffering of this plague."

"I also heard about it, and I also heard that among the people who came on this trip, one of them was the senior brother of the great Sikong, I don't know if it's true or not."

"Hmph." The Taoist snorted coldly, "If that's the case, it's true, if it's false, you have to teach this yellow-mouthed child a lesson." ”

"What the master said is extremely true, now these younger generations are less and less concerned about etiquette, and it is time to teach a lesson." A young man's voice came from the staircase.

Everyone looked at it, and a son who was dressed ordinarily and had a noble atmosphere between his eyebrows walked up.

They glanced at each other and hurriedly saluted.

"Meet the second son."

The person who came was Gu Rong, the second son of Qin State.

……

In a somewhat dimly lit room, Qingyuan woke up slowly, but there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Resist the urge to use the Bodhi White Bone Lotus.

This kind of pain made Qingyuan more sober.

looked around, but his brows furrowed, how could there be some dry firewood stacks around him, and the smell was extremely choking.

However, the clothes on his body have been changed, and his abdomen has been roughly bandaged.

There was also a letter on the table.

Prop yourself up and walk to the door and push it open.

A burst of shouting suddenly came into my ears clearly.

I saw that not far in front of this house, it was a school field, and it was only slightly bright at this time, but several people were already boiling their bodies.

Seeing Qingyuan push the door out, several eyes fell on him, with envy, disdain, and hatred.

Qingyuan knew what happened last night, and he and Miaoan broke up unhappily.

If it was before, he could have walked away, but it was just his own teacher's task...... 7 Q

Looking at the white clothes on his body, Qing Yuan sighed silently, and dragged his disabled body to the general office of the Wanguo Mansion.

This is the process as told in the letter.

The House of Nations is divided into white, green, and black deacons, and the white clothes are respected, and they need to lead the three green and five black.

Above the deacon is the history of thorns.

Qingyuan is now a white-clothed man.

The lines are described, and each color is divided into seven lines, and the one who reaches it is promoted.

The Wanguo Mansion is a newly established department at the beginning of this year, which intends to recruit talents from all over the world and advance with the same stream.

Now it has a large scale, and talented people from all over the world have also come to invest.

In the general office, there are about fifteen people in each of the two columns.

There was also a black-clad wheelchair faction at the front, but no one objected.

If it was usual, when I learned that there were white clothes to choose a helper, these Tsing Yi and black clothes would naturally be overjoyed.

There are countless blue and black colors, but there are only less than double ten in white clothes.

But at this time, the people who everyone was waiting for had already spread their "prestige" all over Qincheng in just half of the night.

Seeing that everyone was in low spirits, the manager of the general affairs office couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You are all stunts, and you are usually very shrewd, why are you stupid at this time." ”

Everyone was puzzled, only the puppet in the wheelchair was thoughtful.

"You don't want to think about it, that person climbed the power of the nobles on the street and hated Da Sikong, but he was still not killed by Da Sikong, but stayed and made a white coat, why is this?"

"Isn't it a big thing to be confused for a while......"

"I think you're going to finish." The steward lamented, "Well, you wait for each opportunity, and I will say it casually." ”

After waiting for a while, they saw a man with a pale face, as if he had been hollowed out by wine, and walked in.

I can't help but feel a little lower.

Qingyuan didn't care about the eyes of others, walked in front of the steward, and handed over the waist card that he had already hung on his body.

"Yes, you can pick and choose, here's their message." The steward handed over a stack of square papers with a pleasant face.

Qingyuan didn't pick it up.

He went to the middle of the two columns of men, and did not choose, but looked at the multitude.

"I don't want to force it, if anyone voluntarily follows me, they can go out first."

The crowd looked around, but no one answered.

Just as Qingyuan was about to say that no one was chosen, not far in front of him, a wheelchair slowly slid out.

"Look north of the Longhu River and meet your lordship."

Qingyuan glanced at the person and nodded.

"But there are still people?"

No more voices.

But suddenly, a person rushed in through the side door and fell to his knees.

"The villain Liu Neng also hopes that the adults will take him in."

Qing Yuan looked at it, but it was a man with a thin body and stubby limbs.

When the steward saw the visitor, his eyes were also cold.

"Very good, Liu Neng, you went in there, with colorless clothes on your body, do you want to find death like this?"

At this time, a woman in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd and also knelt on the ground.

"There is a warning, it is true that colorless clothes cannot be selected for various matters, but Brother Liu cannot be chosen, but he can be chosen, as long as the adult is willing to send this kindness, I will join the adult's command."

Qingyuan took his eyes off the two of them.

"Since there's no one, forget it, I'm ......"

"Your Excellency!" Liu Neng was a little anxious.

"Bang!"

However, in an instant, he was kicked away by Qingyuan.

"Are you begging or are you forcing me to kill you?"

"You ......" The woman in green clothes looked at Qingyuan with a sad and angry face.

"What? Are you going to do it to me? ”

Qingyuan opened his mouth lightly.

"That's enough." The steward glanced at Qingyuan's leg without a trace.

Then he shouted to the two people: "Liu Neng, you are lawless, go down and get fifty military sticks, Gao Qingyi, hit the boss, and fall into a pattern." ”

That Liu Neng listened to the words of the steward, and suddenly became angry, regardless of the pain in his body, and cried out for injustice.

"Why is this yellow-mouthed child dressed in white as soon as he comes, I don't accept it, I don't accept it."

As the voice faded away, Jiang Beiwang glanced back at Qingyuan, but saw that his expression had not changed.

"Your Excellency, please continue to choose."

Qingyuan shook his head: "No need, just him, it's enough to deal with some things." ”

The steward was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"But that's a bit out of order."

Qingyuan smiled: "My white clothes are not what can be worn in the rules, so Liu Neng is not in the rules and can come in, am I right?" ”

In the second half of the sentence, Qingyuan said while looking at the steward's expression.

"This ...... Naturally, since the adults have said so, then follow the wishes of the adults. ”

"Thank you very much."

Hand the deck he had done to the Jiang Beiwang.

Qing Yuan looked at the man who looked too young for a moment with an admiring gaze.

"You have a good eye."

The corners of Jiang Beiwang's mouth twitched: "Thank you for boasting." ”

"Haha." Qingyuan smiled, but it involved the wound in his abdomen, so he could only give up.

"Take the token, go to the case library to find an interesting case to find me, I'll go have a meal first."

After speaking, Jiang Beiwang, who was left a little messy, was alone and tormented by some pity in the eyes around him.

"Really...... It's kind of interesting. ”

Touching the deck card in his hand, Jiang Beiwang smiled a little happily.