Liu Qingxin did not hand over the city map drawn by Xu Weikang directly to Shen Hongxue as a reference for purchasing the farmhouse, but brought it to Ling Jun.

She didn't know how precious such a detailed map of the imperial capital was in the Ming Dynasty.

But she knew that this thing should not be handed over to Shen Hongxue directly, but only used as a reference for purchasing the Grange house, which was a violent thing.

Ling Jun, who got the city map, was slightly stunned.

He stretched out the map of the city and spread it flat on the couch, and then, with a slight bend and squinted his eyes, he studied it carefully.

Street distribution.

Barracks distribution.

The mansions of various wealthy families are distributed.

Without the slightest error!

Although the operation of these shops is not known for the time being, the exact distribution of the locations of these streets and barracks alone is enough to be regarded as priceless!

He can be sure that no one from the Duke of Wei has come to visit Xu Weikang in the past few days.

This also means that Xu Weikang drew this map of the city only from memory.

This, what kind of memory does it have to be to draw a Yanjing city of Nuoda in such detail?

Before, he had also heard the pity for Xu Weikang from the mouths of others.

But Xu Weikang was much older than him, so that he didn't have the opportunity to witness his outstanding talent, and the other party had fallen and self-destructed.

He only knows that among the "four evils" in Yanjing, there is one who has passed the age of establishment, and with a face that seems to never get old, he is swaggering and deceiving everywhere, bullying men and women, because he, every month, there must be so many poor girls who have been abandoned from the beginning to the end, and they are looking for death, but he can always rely on the iron teeth and bronze teeth of Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, to escape and not be held accountable.

Perhaps, he should reconsider his attitude towards Xu Weikang.

Although he has a history of hurting the first year of junior high school, according to all the evidence he has collected and the testimony obtained from the interrogation, Xu Weikang is just a madman who was picked up by Zhu Shitong, and he cannot be regarded as the culprit of the whole thing, even if he needs to be responsible, it is only secondary, and if he is careful about it, Xu Weikang, in fact, can also be regarded as one of Zhu Shitong's many despicable victims.

It is often said that the prodigal son does not change his money.

But he can't help but consider whether taking Xu Weikang, a person who is "famous in Yanjing", under his command, will hurt his current position and reputation.

If in reality, if someone really does this regardless of the consequences, then he will die faster than any opponent!

"After getting along for a few days, what kind of person do you think this Xu Weikang is?"

Ling Jun pondered for a moment, put away the city map, raised his head, and looked at Liu Qingxin, who was sitting opposite him, his sword eyebrows tightened slightly.

"A madman who was delayed by his own stubbornness."

"Or rather, a poor man who was forced into a madman by the stupidity of Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei."

Liu Qingxin thought for a moment.

Then, based on the few words he heard from Xu Weikang these days, he made a relatively "fair" evaluation of him.

For Xu Weikang, she can't say that she likes it, nor does she hate it.

If she must use one word to express her feelings for Xu Weikang, then only "pitiful" is the most appropriate.

In this world, there are always more ruthless people than infatuated lovers.

Fools who have been victimized by others and have lost what they wanted, but are willing to put down their dignity and silently protect the people they will never be able to hold on, how many people are there in this world?

Although she would not push Yu Yan in front of him because of sympathy for Xu Weikang, she still didn't mind a little help when it was appropriate and necessary.

"My father has always cherished feathers, and he never took risks to try, and he was determined to leave a stain on history."

"In Yanjing, Xu Weikang's notoriety has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is almost impossible to have a chance, so he has been entrusted with important tasks by his father, so he can only go to the border and seek a way to expand with military exploits."

"But he was cut off an arm, even if you rejuvenated and took it back, it was impossible for him to hold a heavy blade and go into battle to kill the enemy, so ......"

In the end, Ling Jun's voice instinctively revealed regret.

Born in the northwest and grew up in the military camp, he has a heart that others can't match, especially the handsome talent who can make the enemy disappear when he talks and laughs.

"Who told you that in the future, he will no longer be able to carry a heavy sword?"

Liu Qingxin raised his eyebrows and expressed his denial of Ling Jun's subjective assumptions.

Although Xu Weikang's arm was cut off, it was even more shocking to look at, but after his success, in terms of recovery in the later stage, the difficulty was not at all as difficult as Ling Jun's rotten muscles and bones, and he had to scrape his bones to heal his injuries in order to save his life.

Ling Jun is young, and the foundation of his body is good, so he will naturally have a slight advantage in the speed of healing, but Xu Weikang has a stubbornness that Ling Jun cannot compare, as well as an indestructible will derived from stubbornness.

She believes that as long as Xu Weikang is guided correctly, he will be able to regain his martial arts and gallop to southern Xinjiang in as little as one year or three years in the longest.

That's right, southern Xinjiang.

The military power of the Duke of Wei was in southern Xinjiang.

Although, under the despicable operation of the Chengguo Mansion, the power of the Wei Mansion has to curl up into the cracks in order to survive, but there is no absolute, especially after Yu Yan followed her guidance to seek a "win-win" situation with the people of the Wei Mansion who were stationed in southern Xinjiang to command the troops!

"What kind of healer are you, lady?"

"You're actually a living immortal who fell from the sky?!"

Liu's light-hearted statement made Ling Jun look incredulous.

He cautiously leaned towards Liu Qingxin, wanting to take the opportunity to take her into his arms and get a "cheap", but Liu Qingxin saw through it and pounced, so he had to retreat to the couch stupidly, and stuck out his tongue at her with a look of "suffered a big loss" on his face.

"Give this city map straight to you, cough, cousin, is it appropriate?"

Dodging Ling Jun's "sneak attack", Liu Qingxin's cheeks couldn't help but show crimson.

This guy, in front of Gu Luochen, is also so unscrupulous, he doesn't want to be cheeky, and he has to drag others as companions, it's really ...... If it weren't for Nian, he would be weak and couldn't afford to toss, so it would be strange if she didn't give him senna leaves and let him stay in the thatched house!

"It's definitely not appropriate to give it to him like this."

"If it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for the Shen family."

Listening to Liu Qingxin asking himself about "business", Ling Jun also had to put away his indecent appearance, and his eyes fell on the city map of Yanjing City again.

"Later, I'll give him the part of the downtown street."

"As for this original picture, if you hand it over to Gu Luochen, it should be more able to make the best use of it."

After that, Ling Jun picked up the city map, handed it to Gu Luochen, who was leaning on a dozen soft pillows, and motioned him to look at the content on it, "These records in the downtown area, the change of shop managers, cannot be examined for the time being, but the others, the location of each famous family, the location of the military camp and the distribution of the road direction are very accurate, and when I trace the part of the downtown area, this will belong to you." ”

"The records of these shops are accurate."

Gu Luochen's uninjured hand took the city map from Ling Jun's hand, glanced at it roughly, and then came to a conclusion.

"Accurate?"

"How do you know?"

Gu Luochen should not have a city map of Yanjing, otherwise, it would not be that on the way to escape after grabbing the hairpin, he was ambushed by others.

But at this moment, he only glanced at it a few times, and said so affirmatively, the label is accurate, and what is going on?

Gu Luochen never lies.

When it comes to something he doesn't want to say, he prefers to remain silent.

So......

"This family, this and the owner of this family, I killed it, and the time when the shop changed hands was only a few days later than the day I killed it, which is reasonable."

"There are also these shops, the delicious dim sum they make, it is indeed what he wrote, I have eaten them all, and I remember the date of opening clearly."

Gu Luochen replied without changing his face.

It's like the fact that he eats all over the Yanjing dim sum shop is a normal experience, and it's not surprising at all.

Seeing that Gu Luochen had a serious look, answering something that did not match the word "serious" at all, Ling Jun and Liu couldn't help but smile at each other.

He was a very pure man.

Although his hands are dyed red, he lives more freely and cleanly than most people.

If you like it, you can protect it.

and he that loath is destroyed.

Never false and wronged, rarely duplicitous.

"Then this city map, if you don't want it?"

Seeing that Gu Luochen didn't take the city map very seriously, he casually put it on the couch, Ling Jun smiled and raised his eyebrows with him.

"Yes."

Gu Luochen replied simply, but he never looked at the city map again.

It's as if there is something burning on the map of the city that makes him displease.

"I promise you, in no more than three months, this house will change hands."

Ling Jun thought for a moment, suddenly smiled, dragged the city map to his side, stretched out his hand, and pointed to a house on the city map, which was marked as "Cheng Mansion", with a solemn attitude, and said to Gu Luochen.

"When the people in this house are assigned to the northwest, on the day of departure, they will get a commission."

Some of the voices are hysterical, but they are difficult to hear.

On the contrary, some voices are as thin as mosquitoes and flies, but they are deafening.

Gu Luochen's shoulders trembled unconsciously.

There was very little expression on his face.

But Liu Qingxin can always find clues in his eyes that symbolize his joy and anger.

He was happy.

To be precise, it is the pleasure of revenge.

"In order to be able to take on this task in person, you have to take care of it these days."

"There are some things that you have to do yourself."

For many people, killing their father is a choice that needs to be struggling, but Liu Qingxin knows that for Gu Luochen, this is a relief.

He never saw Cheng Xiangqian as a father.

And Cheng Xiangqian, indeed, is not qualified to be Gu Luochen and call "father".