Jiang Han knew that he had no weight in his father's place now, and it was useless to beg him, so he decided to beg Jiang Youzhi, after all, he knew how much his father doted on this eldest son.

Jiang Youzhi only felt funny when he heard Jiang Han's words, "How did you come up with the idea of begging me?" ”

"I think, let's save it in the future, don't pretend to be close."

"You don't have to hide your malice towards me, and I won't hide my dislike for you, as long as you don't provoke me and stay honest, I don't mind if you are still the second son of the Guogong Mansion."

Jiang Han looked at him, as if he didn't understand why he would say such a thing.

Jiang Youzhi took a few steps forward, and suddenly looked back at him again, the trace of resentment on Jiang Han's face that was accidentally leaked did not escape his eyes.

Jiang Youzhi chuckled, "I hope you're smart enough, really." ”

Seriously, he didn't want Jiang Han to provoke him, it was best for each other to be safe, and he didn't want his hands to be stained with his brother's blood.

Jiang Youzhi entered the courtyard.

Jiang Han watched as the courtyard door was closed in front of his eyes.

He had come here with only a faint hope, more like a temptation.

If Jiang Youzhi's attitude eases somewhat, next, he will repair their brotherly relationship on the surface, after all, this will make him much better in the Guogong Mansion in the future.

But his temptation completely hit a wall here in Jiang Youzhi.

Jiang Youzhi's contemptuous attitude made him extremely angry, as if he was just an ant he could pinch to death at any time, and his life and death seemed to depend only on his kindness.

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Early the next morning, Jiang Zhongxing and Mrs. Wu squeezed into Jiang Youzhi's carriage together.

The couple tried to keep their bodies as low as possible so that no one could see them through the car window.

Jiang Youzhi sat upright in the car, occasionally looking out, and pedestrians on the side of the road could clearly see his face through the thin curtains.

The car went all the way to Guozijian without incident.

After the carriage entered, Jiang Youzhi went to class, and the couple left through the back door.

There are guards in Guozijian, and there are many people, it is impossible for the killer to do it here, after all, the killer can't get in, and he can't judge Jiang Youzhi's specific location, so it's difficult to find him from many people.

The only place where it is possible to do it is on the road from the Guogong Mansion to the Guozijian.

In the evening, the couple came over in a carriage in advance to pick up Jiang Youzhi and go back.

For three days, nothing happened.

On the third day, the guards sent by the Guogong Mansion in advance disguised themselves to investigate found traces of the killer in a teahouse.

In the teahouse, there are mostly idlers who have nothing to do, and these people walk birds, listen to books, and hum small songs leisurely.

Only these two people, unable to find a trace of leisure, stared at the street outside through the window from time to time.

The guards dressed as Xiao Er judged that these two people were most likely killers.

The guards didn't act rashly after discovering it, the two killers were too high in martial arts, and he was definitely not their opponent.

The guards quickly returned home to report the news.

That night, Grandpa Guo and Jiang Youzhi discussed together for a long time and made a plan.

Early the next morning, during Jiang Youzhi's usual time of going out, a carriage slowly drove out of the Guogong Mansion.

The carriage was flanked by eight guards.

Jiang Zhongxing and Mrs. Wu were waiting in the car.

Jiang Zhongxing had a sword at his waist, and Mrs. Wu's hand was pressed on the hilt of Yanling's knife.

Jiang Youzhi also held a sword in his hand, which was a sword that Jiang Zhongxing specially gave him last night.

(End of chapter)