The children who can struggle to grow up in the environment of the Xiao family, if it were simple, I am afraid that they would have died a long time ago.

Kong Hong handed him a letter, "Third Master, look at this again, the brother of Wanzhou Qingyuntang just came to deliver the news, let me hand this over to you, and I collected it from Pei Jun." ”

Yun Jin took a look, and the wax prints on the edges of both sides of the paper matched, vaguely the word "Xiao".

He unfolded his letter, his gaze jumping on the last line of handwriting, his expression slightly grim.

After the deed was completed, Xiao Cheng was strangled on the spot.

"So, do you suspect that Pei Jun was killed by Xiao Cheng?" With his eyes closed, he put the letter aside, no emotion in his voice.

"Yes," Kong Hong did not deny, "he killed him so neatly that I was a little jealous of him." ”

"Heh," Yun Jin smiled, "Xiao Yinfeng has made a lot of calculations, but he miscalculated this third child." ”

"Third master, there are still things to deal with in the rudder, so I'll leave first." Kong Hong got up as he spoke, and arched his hand, "The surrounding area of the inn has been strengthened by the brothers, so you can leave the safety of your lady to us." ”

"It's hard work!"

"The third master is polite!"

Pei Jun is dead, Wanshan Pass is choking the passage fortress of the southeast salt industry, and the position of the garrison is bound to become a hot battle, Xiao Yinfeng will not give up easily, Yun Jin knocked on the table and pondered, his eyes were gone.

Who will be the next Wanshan Pass guard?

The sky in Cloud City is clearer than in Bianjing. Standing by the window in the early morning, through the clouds, it seems that you can see wisps of golden light spreading out from the depths of the clouds, and gradually spreading across the sky.

Under the inn, there is the smell of smoky fireworks. The soup noodle shop opened, the baked cake shop opened, and the steamed bun shop opened......

The breath of life is overflowing.

Yun Jin slowly fastened the cufflinks, and raised his eyes to look at the little overlord who was in a daze by the window.

"Shen Zhuozhuo, what are you looking at?"

"I'm wondering what to eat for breakfast."

She turned around and saw Yun Jin with her chin up, slowly arranging her collar, so she walked over, carefully turned the collar for him, and then tied the rope on his cloak for him.

"Husband, you have to be more careful."

"Well," Yun Jin lowered her eyes and touched her fleshy earlobes, "Your daily meal, there is someone in the inn to take care of it, don't go outside if you have nothing to do." ”

"I know, I'm not stupid, it's not as peaceful as it seems."

Yun Jin kissed her forehead lightly, smiled lightly, well, yes, the little overlord is quite obedient today.

Jinling, on the outskirts of Cloud City, is a low hill where Yu Qin and Fu Hai opened a dungeon to torture those who resisted them.

At this time, Liang Zhenghe was locked in a water prison in the innermost.

The bone-chilling cold water stimulated every hair of his body, and he was so cold that his teeth were fighting, but he still didn't say a word.

Fu Hai leaned back on a wide soft chair, a pair of mouse eyes stared at Liang Zhenghe wickedly, and his eyes were blank, revealing greed.

"My lord, according to the small one, it is better to kill him to relieve his hatred, as the saying goes, kill the chicken and set an example for the monkey, so as to show your majesty." A man in a black robe clings to a wooden stick and flatters him.

The corners of Fu Hai's mouth moved, and he raised his hand coldly and slapped him over, his face was a little unhappy.

"Haruko, why are you still so stupid?" Fu Hai took out a handkerchief, wiped his palm, threw it away, and raised his sharp eyes, "No wonder you go to the city gate to collect money, you can still fold so many brothers, you say, what's the use of me raising you?" ”