Li Qing said with a smile: "When I have more communication talismans, or multiple layers, I will definitely add a paragraph to the next meeting." ”

Duan Qingyi waved his hand and said, "Hey, it's not a big deal, don't worry." Come, I'll give you one last drink, thank you for coming over for saving face. ”

Li Qingxian drank the last cup, and everyone surrounded him and sent him out of the door.

Sending Li Qingxian away and returning to the room, Duan Qing sat down, sighed, and said, "It's all my own people, don't think I've lost face, this kind of thing is normal." Who would have thought that half a year ago was still unknown, and after half a year, I would not even be able to have a talisman at the head of the financial room. Xiaoshan, this person, the future is limitless. ”

Lou Yushan nodded vigorously, his thoughts were scattered, and at the same time he was secretly annoyed that the last time they met, he was too big, but he was also glad that he didn't say anything too much to Li Qingxian, but he was a little cruel to Dai Tie.

Back in Mingxuan, except for Han Anbo, who didn't drink a drop of alcohol, the rest of the people drank too much, and they accused Li Qingxian of running away from drinking, and Li Qingxian shouted wronged and told what had happened.

When they heard this, they were silent.

He Lei sighed: "Your encounter is really special. However, no matter how you calculate it, you can refute his face, so let's ask Master Jing to come forward and toast together to give each other a face. ”

Jingguan smiled: "What Lao He said is that at least go through the motions." If I encountered this play, called 'Li Qingxian's Eight Point Charm Plate', my heart could be blocked for half a month, and the key was nowhere to reason. As he said, is it possible to compete with his top boss for the talisman position? ”

Li Qingxian said: "Go now?" ”

Everyone got up together to toast, Duan Qing saw that Jingguan, the eunuch of the inner factory, did not shy away from toasting, and everything before disappeared.

It was late in the evening that the people returned.

Jingguan got drunk and returned to live in the inner factory.

When he woke up the next day, before he washed and ate, the entourage of Yan Shixiao, the right hand torturer of the inner factory, came and invited him to the public room of the right hand of the torture man.

Jingguan was worried all the way, and secretly lucked Zhenyuan to eliminate the alcohol on his body.

Entering the study, Jing Guan stood, his head down, and peeked at Yan Shixiao who was writing.

Yan Shixiao has always liked to apply grease and powder, and today he also painted light makeup, and his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to that of a woman.

Jingguan often heard people say that if Yan Shixiao really wanted to dress up as a woman, that appearance would be enough to overwhelm a city.

After a while, Yan Shixiao finished writing, pinched the letter paper with his slender five fingers and sent it into the envelope, sealed it with Zhenyuan, and looked up at the well.

Yan Shixiao smiled slightly, and said in a sharp voice, "How are you getting along with Li Qingxian?" ”

Jing Guan hurriedly said: "Li Qingxian has always been informal, but he is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, and the lower officials get along very well with him. ”

"How many years have you been with me?"

"Lord Qiyu, it's been three years, thanks to you for bringing me out of the Huanyi Bureau." Jing Guan was apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know why Yan Shixiao asked like this.

"yes, it's been three years." Yan Shixiao looked at the autumn scene outside the window, and the leaves of the red oak trees outside the window became more and more vivid.

Jing Guan lowered his head, and he didn't dare to scan Yan Shixiao.

After a while, Yan Shixiao waved his right hand, and the envelope flew lightly into Jingguan's hand.

"I have something to discuss with Lord Zhou Chunfeng, but it is inconvenient to meet recently, so you can put this letter away and hand it over to Li Qingxian for him to pass it on to Lord Zhou." Yan Shixiao said.

Jing Guan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the envelope into his sleeve, and said, "The small one must be done safely." ”

Yan Shixiao smiled and said, "Go ahead, come back the same way as you are." ”

Jingguan retreated and left, knowing that it was not an ordinary letter, and he didn't care about washing and eating, so he went straight to the patrol division and entered the ninth room.

"Everyone go out, I have something to say to Qingxian." Well view road.

The other three went out, Jingguan closed the door, walked to Li Qingxian, took out the envelope and handed it over, and said in a low voice: "Lord Yan Shixiao asked me to hand it over to Lord Zhou Chunfeng, and it should not be passed on." ”

Li Qingxian chuckled in his heart, took the envelope, and looked at the well.

Jingguan's face was as usual.

Li Qingxian muttered in his heart, faintly feeling that there was something wrong with Jingguan, but it was inconvenient to ask, and said, "I'll leave it to Uncle Zhou." ”

"I'll wait here, and after you hand it over, I'll go back and get back to my life." Well view road.

Li Qingxian saw that Jingguan didn't say a word, and knew that it was not good to say deeply, so he nodded, got up and went to Chunfeng Ju.

"Uncle Zhou." Li Qingxian entered the door and saw Zhou Chunfeng writing at the desk.

"Hmm." Zhou Chunfeng nodded casually.

Li Qingxian walked to the table, looked at Zhou Chunfeng's handwriting, and said in surprise: "Uncle Zhou's calligraphy is really amazing." ”

Zhou Chunfeng's face was expressionless.

Li Qingxian looked around and put the letter in his sleeve on the table.

"Lord Yan Shixiao asked Jingguan to send it." Li Qingxian lowered his voice and said.

Zhou Chunfeng's eyes froze, then returned to normal, and said, "I know, you go back." ”

Li Qingxian originally wanted to ask, but seeing that Zhou Chunfeng didn't want to say, he had to go back.

Zhou Chunfeng didn't seem to see the letter, and continued to review the documents.

When the review was complete, his eyes fell on the letter and he looked away.

After a long while, Zhou Chunfeng pointed a little with his right hand, and the tone filled the letter, and then slowly tore the edge and pulled out the letter.

Zhou Chunfeng looked down slowly, and in the depths of his eyes, there were dark clouds.

He looked at it three times, and his eyes were blue, as if reflecting the mountains in the night.

He got up slowly, his back slightly bent, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, found the fire fold, lit the letter, shook it slightly, and the paper dust scattered.

Zhou Chunfeng sat back at the table, looked out the window in autumn, and felt that it was very cold in the house, and it was time to burn charcoal and make a fire.

He looked down at the green silk robe on his body, which was his daughter's favorite color.

I touched the cow bone fan again, which was a birthday gift made by my wife that year.

Zhou Chunfeng got up quietly, walked out of the night guard yamen, and after a while, brought back a string of sugar gourds and a lotus flower.

Walking under the maple tree in the small courtyard, Zhou Chunfeng slowly dug out two soil pits, one large and one small.

The big one is put down the lotus flower, and the small one is put into the sugar gourd, and then slowly buried it with your hands.

He sat on the ground, in a silent daze.

After a long time, Zhou Chunfeng returned to his chair, took out a three-stringed piano with a length of a foot, like a model, plucked it gently, and then put it away.

After a while, the Grey Falcon flew from outside the house, landed on the ground, and turned into a human.

"Gray Falcon, Zhou Hate." Zhou Chunfeng said.

"Yes."

"Over the years, the two of you have been in trouble."

The two looked at each other, their faces sinking like water.

Zhou Chunfeng sighed lightly and said, "Even if I didn't say it, the two of you can guess that I have been doing things for the prince all these years." ”

The two knew that the prince Zhou Chunfeng was talking about was the last envoy in charge of the guard and the third prince.

Zhou Chunfeng continued: "Back then, the crown prince was in charge of the night guard, and in addition to the various divisions on the surface, he also established a hidden division, called the 'Evil Cutting Division'. All the members of the Evil Slashing Division are in contact with the crown prince alone, and we don't know each other except him. I just vaguely heard him say that he was ready to gather twelve people. ”

The two listened quietly.

"Each of us is armed with a life-breaking sword, including the crown prince himself. On that day, the prince was framed and later died in the East Palace, according to my guess, in order to protect us, he committed suicide and cut off the lifeline to prevent us from being wiped out. Now, the Demon Gate has found me. ”

The two of them raised their heads sharply and looked at Zhou Chunfeng.

(End of chapter)