County hall, gazebo.

The jade tea is emerald green, and the golden plate cake is fragrant and glutinous.

When the wind rose on the ground, Li Changfeng handed a pale yellow envelope to Jiang Wuji.

"What is this?" Jiang Wujian asked.

"Miss Murong asked me to hand it over to Brother Jiang." Li Changfeng said.

Jiang Wuji's eyebrows frowned slightly, opened the envelope, and took out a neatly folded letter paper from inside.

The rising heat of the jade cup drifted in the same direction, and the hot tea quickly turned warm.

The handwriting on the letter paper is very beautiful, and Jiang Wujian didn't believe in the saying that seeing words is like seeing people.

But now, he believed.

"I light incense and worship the gods, and tell me that my heart is unsettled."

"I welcome the autumn breeze and part, and it is difficult to calm my heart."

"I'm not a talented woman, I can't write about the Haoran in your heart, set up a heart for heaven and earth, and open peace for all generations."

"But you are not allowed to laugh at me, because I will be angry."

"Don't grieve for me, for I'll be sad."

"Master Li said that a person will experience two deaths in his life, the first time is after the death of the breath, and from the life of her. The second time was when the last person who remembered her forgot about her, and that's when she was truly dead. ”

"Master Li also said that death is not the end of life, forgetting is."

"In the future, there will be no Murong Bangfeng in this world, so you are not allowed to forget me."

"Miss Zhu Yao asked me to write a letter to you, I didn't know what to write after thinking about it, but I didn't know it line after line."

"So madman, let's stop here."

"May you be safe and have no worries in your life."

"Murong Bangfeng."

The letter is very short and can be read in a few glances.

The letter was long, over and over again, over and over again.

When the maidservant poured the freshly burned hot tea into the jade cup, Jiang Wuji's eyes moved, and his gaze moved away from the letter.

"She's dead?" Jiang Wujian asked.

Li Changfeng sighed: "We tried our best, but God didn't fulfill people's wishes. ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Wuji nodded, picked up the jade cup, and drank the hot tea.

Seeing Jiang Wuji's frowning brows, the maid on the side was frightened, for fear that the tea would burn Jiang Wujian and be punished, so he hurriedly knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Wuxi frowned and asked.

The thin gauze skirt brought out the delicate figure of the maidservant to the fullest, because of fright, she was a little incoherent, "Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives, I, I ...... them"

"Okay, it's none of your business, step down." Li Changfeng waved his hand and drove away these maidservants.

Then, he looked at Jiang Wuji and asked, "How does this tea taste?" ”

Jiang Wuji: "The entrance is very bitter, the aftertaste is astringent, and I don't drink tea." ”

Li Changfeng smiled, his eyes fell on the letter paper in Jiang Wuji's hand, and asked, "Then what about this matter?" ”

People are dead, what else can they do......

Jiang Wujian put the letter away, looked at the little fish who was whispering with Zhu Yao not far away, and said: "The wind comes to listen to the wind, the rain comes to listen to the rain, life is full of flavors, just feel free." ”

Li Changfeng: "Don't you resent Fengtiansi?" ”

Jiang Wuji: "Fengtiansi? I complain more about the way of the world. ”

Li Changfeng sneered: "This incident caused Long Yan to be furious, originally it was to connect the nine clans, but Murong Bangfeng was willing to burn himself with fire to end the Leping epidemic, which saved the lives of the clansmen, but Su Zhaoyi was still sent to the cold palace because of this incident, and I don't know when he will see the light of day again." ”

"Although the Leping epidemic is over, the stamina is not small, because the Tiandao Temple is the initiator, so all the officials took this opportunity to impeach the national teacher, which caused a lot of sensation in the capital."

"In this way, you, a great meritor, have also attracted much attention."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuji remembered something, so he asked, "In this epidemic, did Fengtiansi deliberately hide my identity?" ”

"I arranged it because I didn't think Brother Jiang was a showy person, so I made my own decisions." Li Changfeng said.

Jiang Wujian didn't blame Li Changfeng for this, but he had to thank him, after all, there were many popular things, and Jiang Wuji's own affairs were enough to give him a headache, of course he didn't want to encounter other troubles.

"Who knows the truth? I mean knowing who I am, like my name, what I look like. Jiang Wujian asked.

Li Changfeng muttered: "In addition to me and Zhu Yao, there are only a few adults in the division who know, and in addition, some people in Leping County must know, but their words have no prestige and can be ignored." ”

"What else?" Jiang Wujian asked.

Li Changfeng: "If there are any other things, the demons of the Red Lotus Sect should know that if you want to inquire about this matter, it will not be difficult for some forces in the capital." ”

As soon as the conversation changed, Li Changfeng asked, "Brother Jiang, has something happened?" ”

Jiang Wujian nodded, and told him what happened to him in Zhanjiang City, and he didn't hide anything.

"Fengmen, Lin Xiaoyu ......"

Li Changfeng frowned and said, "I haven't heard of Lin Xiaoyu, but I still know a little about this damper. ”

In Jiang Wuji's somewhat eager gaze, Li Changfeng continued:

"Fengmen is a Jianghu sect That's right, the master of the sect seems to be a four-grade martial artist, and the last time there was a movement about Fengmen was to destroy a secret rudder of the Red Lotus Sect in Jiangnan Province."

"Maybe they've been targeting the Red Lotus Sect, so there are very few records of the Wind Gate in the Division, and I know this."

"But you said that they not only know your name, but also know that you are from Yongan County, and they want to pull you to join the wind gate...... I won't be able to figure this out for a while, and when I get back to the company, I'll check this damper again. ”

Jiang Wujian arched his hand, "Then thank you." ”

Li Changfeng said with a smile: "You're welcome, maybe when Brother Jiang arrives in the capital, we will be colleagues?" ”

"Oh yes, Miss Murong has lost her fragrance and jade, so naturally there is an antidote."

Li Changfeng pushed a jade bottle down in front of Jiang Wuji, and said, "There is a mysterious qi in this, just turn around and let the little fish girl inhale it." ”

Jiang Wujian nodded and put away the jade bottle, and said casually, "So you're here to send me an antidote?" ”

"Not really." Li Changfeng stood up from his seat and held the ink sword.

"The secret agents in the division found the traces of the Red Lotus Sect demons near Baiyue City, and I calculated that Brother Jiang would almost be able to arrive at the time, so I took the initiative to invite Ying to come over and have a look."

Jiang Wuji frowned: "There are people from the Red Lotus Sect here?" ”

"How about it, Brother Jiang would like to help?" Li Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said.

Jiang Wuxi originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that he was penniless now, he changed his tone and asked, "Do you have any silver?" ”

"Silver? Is Brother Jiang short of silver? Didn't I give Brother Jiang a hundred taels in Lecheng? ”

"It's all spent." Jiang Wujian casually found a reason.

"Flower ...... All right. ”

Li Changfeng touched the bridge of his nose and said: "The credit for the Leping epidemic has to be received by Brother Jiang himself, but if Brother Jiang is willing to help in this matter, I will ...... Is fifty taels of silver okay? ”

"Less."

"What about eighty taels?"

"The flower pavilion of the Lecheng Teaching Workshop Division will cost ten taels when you enter."

"One hundred taels, one hundred taels at most, Brother Jiang, you know, I, Li Changfeng, have always had a clean breeze on both sleeves."

Jiang Wujian responded, "One hundred taels is fine, but it's ......"

"But what? As long as it's not silver, Brother Jiang just said! Li Changfeng patted his chest.

Jiang Wujian smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the ink sword in Li Changfeng's arms, and said:

"I lack a good weapon, you ink sword ......"

"Can you send me?"

Li Changfeng: "What, what? ”