Fortunately, it was already night, and the nine guards in Jianglin's inner city had already been sent away by Fan Mou, if he was seen by Qi Yun, who was leaning towards the government and the opposition, he was actually scolded by a gatekeeper, and his jaw would drop in shock.

However, Fan Mou didn't care, and only opened his mouth to the reckless man: "Fan Moudao didn't expect that the head of the dignified Seven Sons of Qi Yun would be willing to be the watchdog of Xiao Xiang's mansion."

As soon as these words came out, not only the reckless man, but also the resolute-looking man beside the reckless man, also showed indignation, and the reckless man took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "Little old man, don't think that at the foot of the imperial city, I won't dare to touch you."

The man who had always been steady on the side of the reckless man also moved to the side of the reckless man, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to the quiet long street, just wanting to find out if there were any nine guards patrolling and passing by before the reckless man made a move, and if so, he tried to hide the matter for him.

But these two people ignored the seemingly weak brocade boy on their side at the same time, and the moment Zhang Hude and Wu Fen stepped forward angrily, they had already moved their steps to block in front of Zhang and Wu.

Zhang and Wu, who were full of anger, obviously didn't expect this weak boy to move forward silently, and the two of them didn't notice it at all.

"Two eldest brothers, my second uncle is here to visit Xiao Xiang to catch up with the past, and I hope the two of you can pass it on." Childe's expression was indifferent, he still bowed slightly and spoke softly.

Wu Fen only re-examined this son at this time, his face was like a crown of jade, brocade clothes and velvet, he was humble and polite, and he smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, but the cold tenacity hidden in the smile in his eyes seemed to have nothing to shake his heart in this world.

calmed down instantly, and secretly said in his heart, this Fan Mou dared to come late at night, he must have relied on it, and he had some friendship with Fan Mou back then, but he had never heard that he had such a "nephew".

Zhang Hude beside him didn't think much about it, and impulsively, he stretched out his hand to get rid of the son who was blocking in front of him and went to find Fan Mou's trouble.

Wu Fen was only speculating about the identity of this son, but he didn't pay attention to the impulsive Zhang Hude beside him, and by the time he reacted and wanted to stop Zhang Hude, it was already too late.

Zhang Hude's fan-like big hand had already put on Gongzi's shoulder, and he shouted, "Little scholar, you get out of the way, it's none of your business here."

Of course, Zhang Hude didn't have the heart to be embarrassed, and he retracted his strength, for fear that he would hurt the seemingly weak brocade boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the body of the boy in brocade clothes seemed to take root on the ground, and he didn't move, and when the palm touched the shoulders of the son, it seemed to be firmly sucked by a force, Zhang Hude was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but unexpectedly, the palm could not be withdrawn.

Zhang Hude's heart was full of anger, and he didn't spare any strength, stretched out his other hand, held his wrist, used all his strength, and pulled hard, wanting to withdraw his hand from Gongzi's shoulder, but Gongzi still stood with a smile, bowed slightly, and let the reckless man's face turn red, and he didn't move at all.

Seeing that the reckless man was trapped by the son, Wu Fen couldn't hold it back, no matter what the identity of the young man was, he would immediately attack the son. Unexpectedly, the son never even raised his eyes, as if he didn't put Wu Fen in his eyes.

Seeing that Qi Yun Twins were about to make a move with Gongzi, a clear spirit interrupted the stalemate atmosphere.

"Two uncles."

The cardamom girl who opened the door just now, I don't know when, has reappeared in front of the door, looking at Zhang Hude, whose face is flushed, her lake-like clear eyes turned slightly, and she has seen the clues, and her feet moved slightly, until the two of the Jinyi Gongzi and Zhang and Wu raised her hand lightly, pressed the fist that Wu Fen had clenched slightly, and then turned to the brocade boy.

"Since Gongzi is here to visit Xiao Xiang, he is messing around in front of the door, if outsiders know, won't he laugh at Fan Xiang and not know the etiquette?" The girl's words are not only with the son, but also with Fan Mou, who is standing outside Xiao Xiang's mansion.

Childe's eyes met the lake-like penetrating eyes, the coldness hidden in the smiling eyes suddenly disappeared, the smile on the corner of his lips was even stronger, his shoulders were slightly relieved, and in the blink of an eye, he had retreated behind Fan Mou.

It was Zhang Hude, who only felt a flower in front of him, and the power of absorbing the palm of his hand was scattered, but his strength had not yet been discharged, and he couldn't help but inertia backwards, staggering, but fortunately, Wu Fen's eyes were quick on his side, and he stretched out his hand to support him, so he stopped his body.

"Xiaguan Fan Mou, bring your nephew Jun, see His Royal Highness the County Lord."

Saw a good show

Fan Mou, seeing that the son had retreated, and seeing Wang Yue'er's "rude" hat buckled towards him, he immediately knew it, his narrow eyes moved back slightly, revealing a sudden look, and then folded his hands behind him and bowed.

The son behind him, since Wang Yue'er arrived, his eyes have not moved again, looking at Wang Yue'er's posture with a smile, and he also bowed and saluted with Fan Mou.

"Okay, when the door is about to open, won't I tell you, Grandpa Xiao has been waiting for a long time, I think, don't you need Grandpa Xiao to invite Fan Xiang into the mansion in person?" Wang Yue'er saw that her son's eyes were staring straight at her, and she felt disgusted in her heart, but in Grandpa Xiao's mansion, she couldn't be rude, so she could only frown and speak bluntly.

When Fan Mou heard this, he tilted his head slightly, in the eyes of Wang Yue'er and the others, it seemed that he was telling the "nephew" on his side not to make another time, but in fact, Fan Mou was asking for the intention of the son.

Seeing that Gongzi's eyes had never moved away from Wang Yue'er, he knew what he meant, and immediately smiled: "That's true, then bother a few people to lead the way."

Wang Yue'er was looked at by the subordinate son, she just wanted to get out quickly, and when she heard Fan Mou's words, she hurriedly turned around and saluted Zhang and Wu, "Please ask the two uncles here."

Zhang Hude only sucked his palm on the suitable son, and did not hold on to it, and wanted to ask for another lesson or two, but was pulled by Wu Fen on the side, he had already seen that this son was staring at Wang Yue'er's gaze, and immediately relieved the girl and said: "His Royal Highness the county lord will go to rest, and leave it to me and Lao Zhang here."

Wang Yue'er was worried that Zhang Hude had a hot temper, but knowing that Uncle Wu came to calm down, he should be okay, not to mention that he followed Grandpa Xiao's instructions, and when it was time to avoid it, he immediately turned around and walked into the mansion.

Feeling the slight strength from Lao Wu's palm, Zhang Hude already knew what Lao Wu meant, although he was reckless, but Zhang Hude could be the leader of Qiyun's seven sons, he was not stupid, and after a little self-thought, he had regained his composure, and immediately stopped his impulsive behavior.

"Fan Xiang, please follow me into the mansion." Wu Fen saw that Lao Zhang had calmed down, and immediately led the way and spoke to the two uncles and nephews of the Fan family at the bottom of the stairs.

Childe's gaze disappeared into the Xiao Mansion with the cardamom girl's shadow, and then he withdrew his gaze, and then respectfully held up Fan Mou's arm on his side, followed the two of Zhang and Wu, and entered the mansion.

As everyone knows, in a dark place in the distance outside Xiao Xiang, until the gate of Xiao Mansion was closed, a figure was revealed, and the moonlight reflected on his face, Fang saw that his gaze was firm, his face was like a knife, and his expression was cold, and then he retreated a little, hidden in the darkness, and waited for the moonlight to reappear, and there was no trace of this person.

In the Yunshu Palace, Zhongqi was leaning on his body, with a whisk on his arm, walking towards the oil lamp in the hall, twisting the pure gold lamp stick, and picking up the already crumbling wick one by one, and suddenly the flames jumped, and the light in the Yunshu Hall was much brighter.

Looking back at the bookcase, the Ninety-Five Honorable who was still holding the cinnabar pen circle for criticism and folding, his cloudy eyes showed a little hatred imperceptibly, but it was only a breath, and he was gone.

"Zhongqi."

I don't know if I felt the gaze of the rickety old dog, or if I had been reviewing the folds for a long time, and I was tired and unbearable, the saint finally put down the pen in his hand and spoke softly.

When the old dog heard this, he immediately lowered his gaze and was about to step forward quickly, but he stopped his body, looked sideways slightly, and his cloudy eyes were like arrows, shooting outside the Cloud Book Palace.

Seeing Zhongqi's abnormal behavior, the saint did not speak, but was very interested, and gently twisted the jade on his wrist to watch the changes.

The rickety old dog was still light and light, and he was about to walk, but he heard a slight sound again, but this time the old dog did not stop his body and bowed his head towards the bookcase: "Holy forgiveness, the old slave is old, and he only cares about turning on the lights, so he will prepare..."

Before the words fell, the palm of the palm had been spread out, and the dust was still on the left arm, not moving at all, but the lights that were stirred up in this hall shook slightly, and then looked at the palm of Zhongqi's palm, and the pure gold stick that beat the lights before was gone...

A figure suddenly appeared in the unlit corner of the Cloud Book Palace, this person clenched one fist in front of his chest, silent, no one knew how he avoided the layers of guards and entered the Cloud Book Palace, and no one knew how long he had been in this dim corner, but as Zhongqi's palm was spread, this person also walked out of the darkness quickly, and it was the person who disappeared in front of Xiao Xiangfu.

He walked to the bottom of the 95th book case, and bowed to the ground: "Duanmu Qiu knocks."

See my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

After the salute, Duanmu Qiu slowly spread out the fist held in front of his chest, and what appeared in his palm was the lamp stick that disappeared from Zhongqi's fingertips.

Seeing Duanmu Qiu's fierce gaze, Zhongqi's eyes still had the same expression, but his body was deeper, and he saluted to the lord of the bookcase, and then left quickly from behind the Cloud Book Palace, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until in the Cloud Book Palace, when only the Shengshang and Duanmu Qiu Junchen were left, that the ninety-five party above the bookcase spoke: "Okay, there are no outsiders, get up."

When Duanmu Qiu heard this, he got up, bowed his head, and stood under the bookcase.

"How?" The Holy Lord moved his gaze slightly, and spoke lightly.

Duanmu Qiu said respectfully: "Fan Xiang and his nephew, visited the Xiao Mansion at night, and the second general Zhang Wu, had a slight quarrel, and did not allegiate with the monarch Yue to calm down, and he has entered the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yue'er is smart." The saint stroked his beard and smiled, and opened his mouth to praise.

Hearing the words of praise from the saint, Duanmu Qiu did not show relaxation, but hung his head and continued: "I have never heard that Fan Xiang has a nephew..."

"What do you think of him?" The Holy Lord had approval in his eyes and continued to ask.

After thinking about it for a while, Duanmu Qiu reported truthfully: "Minister... I'm afraid I can't."

When the saint heard this, he laughed loudly, which made the lights in this Cloud Book Hall tremble, and then he spoke: "There is no need to be presumptuous, that kid is bold and dares to sneak into my Qiyun Kingdom capital... The grievances of the previous generation, the next generation went to the end, it is very suitable, but unfortunately, the prince of me, who can fight with him, is not in the capital."

Duanmu Qiu's face remained unchanged, and the pupils in his eyes had shrunk, which showed the shock, the word "sneaking" on the saint showed the identity of the brocade boy, and he boasted of himself as Fan Xiang's nephew, after a little association, Duanmu Qiu was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore...

Although Duanmu Qiu did not react under the bookcase, how could the saint not check his thoughts, and slowly got up and said: "Bold and careful, martial arts are also good, but he is a masterpiece, I don't understand, such a good son, the old boy of the sect family, is actually willing to throw me Qi Yun and kill people with a knife?" But I don't like to be someone else's pawn..."

Duanmu Qiu bowed and stood with his head down, he clearly felt that the fine sweat on his forehead had gathered into beads, he thought that the Holy Lord had summoned him late at night, and he just wanted to let himself stare at Fan Mou, but he never thought that he had heard such a shocking secret.

Sheng Shang saw the beads of sweat on Duanmu Qiu's forehead, and he didn't know whether it was a look of satisfaction or a light of doubt in his eyes, so he just got up and walked down the bookcase, looked at a mansion in Jianglin's inner city, and muttered to himself.

"I am going to change this game of chess."