The reputation of the deer guard Shoujiang drinking pot and protecting the calf is famous in the entire sect, and even the newcomers who are crawling and struggling at the bottom of the dog department have heard of it.

Therefore, when he heard that Lu Jiu was personally selected by Jiang Yinju and was about to join the White Deer Department, his companions at that time were full of envy and jealousy, and their eyes were red.

They looked at him with jealousy, adoration, inquiry, disdain, malice, and ...... Hostility, and so on.

There is only wild rice. The little girl with a strange name ran over alone and hugged him fiercely, her undisguised surprise expression like a sunset that could ignite the entire snow-capped mountain, almost burning his eyes.

"Great, Agareh! That's great! I knew it! Noya grabbed him, no, it was her shoulder, and she was so happy that she burst into tears.

She shook Lu Jiu violently and said loudly in a roaring voice, "I knew you could get out!" You are the best! You're going to get out! You, you, you're free, Agareh! I...... I'm so happy for you! Lu Jiu didn't remember what she said at that time, probably very sluggish to respond to Yemi - she had always been an afterthought, dull and indifferent person.

But she vividly remembered the tightening of Yemi's arms when she hugged her, which was suffocating and inexplicably sour.

This time I went back to see Wild Rice. There's something to give her. If you want to talk about this thing, it's also a story.

It is said that the gold, silver, silk and rare treasures in the room of Qin Guogong are piled up in the night, and it is a good thing to pick and choose.

Long Si's kid secretly held it up, and the small backpack was held up in a strange shape, thinking that she didn't see it.

She owes even the slightest interest in those things, and she is dirty. But one day, when she was monitoring the Guogong Mansion, a small shop selling handmade jewelry on Suzaku Street at the door attracted her.

On the warm yellow lantern at the door, two big characters are written in ink: wild fun. I think it's the name of this shop.

Wild rice is wild, and it is also a good match. Lu Jiu looked very carefully, there were all kinds of people coming out and going in this store, there were noble ladies dressed in Qiluo gorgeous clothes, and ordinary little women in jingchai cloth skirts.

It seems that there is a lot of fame in this area, and there are often local people who ask for directions and come all the way to buy jewelry.

The evening before yesterday, after the fact. She went to the house to change her clothes, and hurried out of the house to breathe a sigh of relief, stepping on the shopkeeper shouting

The sound of "closing the door and locking" entered the store. A woman in a blue and red skirt was standing in the store, sweeping with her hands, and was startled by the people who ran in.

Lu Jiu was also a little embarrassed, looked at the woman in a daze, and his first reaction was to turn around and leave. But I was worried that I would have to return tomorrow, and I wouldn't have the opportunity to go out alone to buy things for that girl, so I was reluctant.

This hesitation stopped. The woman looked at her hesitation, but laughed first. While cleaning her hands, she asked her aloud what kind of jewelry she wanted to buy, whether it was for her own use or as a gift.

Lu Jiu opened his mouth, and only then did he remember that he had lost his voice, and he was even more embarrassed for a while. She pointed to her throat, waved her hand, looked at the proprietress and moved her mouth as slowly as she could: "Give it away." There was a moment of surprise on the proprietress on her face, she looked at Lu Jiu, half-open.

Fortunately, she seems to have seen a lot of the world, and she was surprised to stay for a while. She approached, took Lu Jiu's hand quite enthusiastically, and led her to the counter, and when she looked at her again, there was a look of nature and pity in her eyes, and she seemed more gentle and patient.

Lu Jiuben couldn't explain it, so she misunderstood. But I still feel slightly cramped and uneasy in the kindness of such a wrong payment.

Instead of looking into the eyes of the proprietress of the proprietor, she carefully selected the jewelry for the wild rice, listening to her soft introduction to the color, craftsmanship, raw materials, and so on.

She didn't understand any of this, and she never wore it herself. But she can distinguish between good and bad, beautiful and ugly, just like she looks at people, her intuition is sensitive and accurate.

She caught her eye on a red coral hand. The material is very good, and the corals are so red that they drip blood, showing a very dazzling red gold.

Probably feel that the fly in the ointment - this pure natural string of coral particles is not deliberately polished and arranged, the size and shape are very different, it does not appear so regular, and it is a little less extravagant, and it is not in the eyes of connoisseurs.

Lu Jiu was very happy at first sight: this hand, given to wild rice, is very suitable. Although she didn't know why she thought that.

The boss of the wild fun, his dead ghost husband who traveled south and north, carefully went through this string of things, and said a word for a while

"It's a pity", I put away the handpiece when I changed hands, and I was going to take it as such

"Material stone", when you meet the right thing, you can take it apart as a foil to jump color

"Flower work", when the time comes, the selling price will be reversed. Yin Niang disagreed, she felt that this hand was natural, no matter how good it was, what is a pity, isn't it a pity to let people polish into round and similar dead things?

So she secretly took out the bracelet and put it on the defective shelf to display, maybe one day, someone will come to take it away?

Yin Niang paid attention to the mute girl's expression, saw her eyes lit up, and turned to look at what she was looking at.

Not to mention the future, in short, now the string of corals that made the eyes of both of them brighten is quietly hidden in Lu Jiu's arms, gently next to his skin.

There is also a small sandalwood bead the size of a red bean hanging on it, and a fly's head is carved on the small bead

The word "wild".

"Your sister must like such a good thing." Yin Niang's voice seemed to still ring in her ears, with a strong Yeqin accent, bright and soft.

Lu Jiu didn't know why his heart jumped because of this sentence, as if he had been hiding in his bones and blood for years and suddenly twitching, almost suffocating his breath.

She breathed quietly, feeling the coral rise and fall against her chest, and calmed down a little. There is no smell of alcohol in the wine shop, but there is the cold aroma of residual tea.

The last sunset had long since cleared, and an oil lamp had been lit on the ravine-lined wine table.

The Jiang Drinking Pot in the warm light and shadow looked like his face was better. Lu Jiu stole a few glances at him and wisely maintained his posture with his head down.

Jiang Yanju didn't know that the person sitting opposite him had already lost his mind, and thought that she just lowered her head and didn't dare to look at herself, and the anger in her heart dissipated a little.

He was waiting for Lu Jiu at the wine store today. This girl, when she is younger, never wants to make people worry.

A few years ago, it was okay, but I went out on a mission with the older boys in the department, and I just did some corner work such as opening the door and letting the wind out, but it was fine.

In the last half year, she has begun to take tasks alone. It's strange to say, this girl is still so young, it seems that she already has a kind of ...... A kind of stubbornness that seeks results, regardless of the cause and effect, regardless of the process means, at any cost, and at no expense.

It is like a knife that has just been sharpened, the tip of the knife is only forward, and the thin edge is like snow. This trait made her quickly stand out in the entire White Deer Department.

More and more people are hearing that they have a handsome

The young woman with the number nine was a natural Assassin, and even the Pope began to notice her achievements, and after a successful assassination attempt, he summoned her and gave her a name

"Oath" of the knife. Lu Jiu grew up too fast, so fast that many people looked sideways. It also makes some people uneasy.

Jiang Yinju raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. Lu Jiu's last few missions, the results are good-looking, but all of them are swords.

Every danger is dangerous, just like a fire to probe to take chestnuts, and only to raise a cup to get water, which often makes people suspenseful.

Yesterday, he looked at the brief note that Yu Wei had just sent back, and first said that everything went smoothly in the night Qin, the prince was ambushed, the facts of apostasy were clear, the letters were complete, and his head was brought back by Lu Jiu.

The follow-up support of the new master, the rectification of internal affairs, and the improvement of supervision were entrusted to the Red King Ministry, and so on.

He was looking at the eyebrows, and he half-saw the few words below, outlining the situation at the time of Lu Jiulong's fourth operation.

After reading it, Jiang Drinking Ju didn't say a word, a dark cloud was pressed between his eyebrows, and he pushed the door and strode to find Lianwei's Wen Wen Lao.

Today, he was supposed to be on his way south to Xichuan. A batch of firearms in the palace went wrong, and news came in from the Red King Ministry, I am afraid that the stronghold of the sect in Xichuan has changed.

The White King is far away in the East China Sea, the King of Cang pretends to be deaf and dumb, and King Xuan should be the first to get the news, and the eagle under his hand is flying high and low in Xichuan all day long.

Now Tete has given him the news, which has a deep meaning and is quite interesting. The water in Xichuan is muddy, but I can't help but go there.

But before going to wade through the water, he must knock Lu Jiu. This kid is smart and talented, but his eyes are too shallow.

I don't know when, I may be used as a knife. The palace is not peaceful. And some people are letting this not be too peaceful.

At such a time, the incompetent and unintentional shrink, the incompetent and the unintentional follow the trend, the capable and unintentional avoid themselves, and the capable and unintentional hide the front.

And Lu Jiu, who has been in the limelight lately, has been too popular. Careless. On the birthday of the Duke of Qin that night, Lu Jiu Yirong infiltrated the mansion as a servant to search for evidence of letters, and Long Si answered on the periphery.

The original plan was to wait for Lu Jiu to withdraw, and Long Si showed the evidence of the Xuanri Emblem and the old Guogong hiding evil intentions, and united the internal burial

"Bait", half incitement and half persecution, without dirty hands of the Great Guangming Palace, you can change the big king flag on the gate of the Qin Kingdom in one fell swoop.

I don't want to, something happened halfway. At night, Qin Guogong sat on the stage and watched the singing and dancing below, and saw the pretending to be a teenager at a glance

Lu Jiu, who "reversed" Hua Dan, and then the eyes were never torn off her again. After that, Lu Jiu had the opportunity to be alone with the old prince as planned, and took advantage of the fact that he was being served to bathe, and stayed in the inner room under the pretext of changing clothes, and according to the index in the intelligence, he found the secret grid under the table very smoothly.

When I opened it, I found that it was not a secret letter at all, but a glass of wine. The moment he saw the wine, Lu Jiu knew that he was in the trap.

She raised her eyes, and unexpectedly saw the long-faced, narrow-eyed strategist beside Guogong, nailing his eyes to her through the curtain.

At that time, she had it in her sleeve

"Bi Fangsan", given by Long Si before entering, if there is an emergency, it is not difficult to escape from self-preservation.

Lu Jiu held the small packet of medicinal powder between his fingertips, and as long as he opened it to contact the air, it could deflagrate. She lowered her eyes, her index finger and thumb collided, looking as if she was nervous, and she was subconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes.

"The little cub who sells the ass, now that he knows he's scared?" The fox-like looking Night Qin strategist spoke suspiciously, his fingers lifted the drape, and walked towards her.

Her fingers paused. At that moment, it was because of this sentence that she made a decision. Now Lu Jiu believes that it is precisely because of that decision that Lord Wei invited her to tea today.

There is also a cup of tea in front of the Jiang drinking pot. It was a good teacup, azure glaze, broken porcelain, with an attractive blue color inside, and there was no tea residue and foam.

Lu Jiu looked at his nose and nose and heart, and found that Lord Wei Shou was extremely silent tonight, which was very different from his usual sonic shock of life and death.

If he scolded her and punished her, and blamed her for being willful and careless, it would be fine, but now he can't bear it like this, but it makes people feel bottomless.

From meeting to now, except for throwing her a sentence

"Careless" and a glass of rotten grass boiled water, he didn't say a word. Lu Jiu was a little uneasy. When he drank the third cup of tea in the Jiang drinking pot, Lu Jiu felt that he had to speak.

She raised her eyes, stared at the Jiang drinking pot on the opposite side with a frown, and reluctantly opened her mouth, forcing out the first sentence in a few days.

“…… Lord Wei Shou ......" As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned. The voice is back, but it is hoarse and unfamiliar, the breath is unstable, and I can't bear to listen to it, like a flute with a split mouth, it still wants to blow the sound, which is ridiculous.

So it can be imagined that Jiang Yingju is still frowning, or even frowning even tighter. He glanced at Lu Jiu, raised his hand, and drank the tea in the azure cup.

Lu Jiu was a little sneering, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his throat, frowned and swallowed the bloody breath in his throat, and continued to force out: "...... Subordinates know their mistakes. Jiang Yinju's hand stopped.

Lu Jiuyi puffed up: "...... Lord Wei, my subordinates—"

"Alright." I don't know if it's an illusion, Lu Jiu always feels that the Jiang drinking pot under the shadow of the lights today is very tired, and his eyebrows are heavy and seem to be pressed by the wind and frost.

He was silent for a while, took the small copper kettle hanging on the stove on the side, splashed a messy leaf in the broken wine bowl in front of Lu Jiu, and pushed a cup of clear tea in front of her.

"I've said hello to Lord Lian Weiwen, you go directly to him." Jiang Drinking Jug suddenly spoke, raised his hand and nodded Lu Jiu,

"Don't delay the injury, just rely on your youth, and you will suffer in the future." Lu Jiu didn't react a little, and looked at the head of the Lu Department with a wink, not understanding why he didn't scold people.

She opened her mouth and nodded again, her eyes were deep and bright, her eyes were round, and she began to show a little childish stupidity.

Seeing her holding the broken bowl of cow and drinking ten gold and one teaspoon of snow-topped evergreen, Jiang Yinju sighed silently.

"It's late today, you can go back." After she finished drinking tea, Jiang Yinju opened her mouth, closed her eyes as she spoke, and pinched her eyebrows.

After a while, he didn't hear an echo, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Lu Jiu was still looking straight at him, with unusual uneasiness in his eyes.

She looked tentatively, as if to ask him if there was anything bothering him in the teaching. This girl...... On weekdays, I look cold, but at this time, I feel good.

The Sichuan characters between Shikabe Wei's eyebrows spread out slightly, and he sighed lightly again.

"You, doing things safely will reduce half of my worries." Jiang Drinking the pot smacked, tugging at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile soothingly, but looking at Lu Jiu's increasingly frightened expression, he felt that it was normal for him not to laugh.

He paused, he disliked his mother-in-law, so he simply laughed and scolded, waving his hand to drive people away: "Get out, get out of here!" Lao Tzu rushed to Xichuan to have something, and now I don't have time to care about you, wait for Lao Tzu to free up his hands, and then ask you how good the taste of the 'tangled bones' is, so good that you Lu Jiu is in the enemy camp and don't care about drinking that cup! It's nonsense! Lu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard these loud words, feeling that the Lord Weishou she was familiar with had come to life, and the person who invited her to tea here tonight was not a stranger in his skin.

"Lord Guard—

“

"Get out."

"Oh......" That night, after Lu Jiu left, Jiang Yinju sat alone in the broken wine shop and drank all the tea.

The fat-faced shopkeeper accompanied him like a ghost, holding an abacus to accompany him, and occasionally his fingertips crackled. There was the sound of warm water in the copper kettle, the occasional sound of a wick popping on the table, and there was no sound other than that.