Qiu Jinfeng felt that Yu Zhi was quite bold in his heart, and it could be seen from the sincerity of Xiao Yuande before he went south that Yu Zhi never cared about any imperial power.

However, Qiu Jinfeng changed his words and said again: "Your Majesty, the old minister will not deceive His Majesty in this matter with his temperament. ”

What the autumn wind said is not groundless. Before Xiao Yuande showed him this letter, Yu Zhi's letter was sent to Qiu Ruoruo first.

The letter to Qiu Ruoruo is to give Qiu Jinfeng.

Yu Zhi will deceive Xiao Yuande and Qiu Jinfeng, but Yu Zhi will never deceive Qiu Ruoruo.

Xiao Yuande looked at Qiu Jinfeng, as if he was not satisfied with Qiu Jinfeng's answer.

I only listened to Qiu Jinfeng continue to explain: "Although Yu Zhi has a flying temperament and his thinking is different from ordinary people, he is also a soft-hearted person. He was able to help Guo Yongnian's daughter Guo Xian kill Cangshan without hesitation, which is enough to see that he is hot-blooded and upright. Therefore, the old minister thought that whether this matter was true or not, His Majesty might as well let someone investigate it secretly, and it would not be wrong after all. ”

Xiao Yuande pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

Today's world is not peaceful, and a catastrophe can erupt at any time, overturning the entire world like a natural disaster. Any small thing can start a catastrophe.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuande asked, "Old lady, do you think there is any hope for Xiang Ji to break through the realm?" ”

......

The Chu Mansion in Jiangnan City does not have the majestic prince, but the red-clothed woman in the mansion still sipps tea and reads books in the courtyard every day, as if she will never get tired of it.

Yan Yun eighteen rode the second ride - the red-shirted woman.

The red-shirted woman is in charge of all the military affairs under the command of Xiang Ji, and the matters that the commanders of each army need to declare are all decided by the red-shirted woman.

At this moment, Cao Ling knelt in front of the red-shirted woman, lowered his head, and the guilt in his eyes could not be concealed.

Yan Yun didn't need to be like this between the eighteen horses. But as a general in the army, Cao Ling lost the city in the mountains, which was already a dereliction of duty. He was pleading guilty to the woman in the red shirt.

The woman in the red shirt knelt at the table, the white porcelain cup on the table contained brown tea soup, and a faint mist wafted out, bringing a rich fragrance.

The red shirt is spread on the ground, the jade hand is holding the pen, the pen is falling on the snow-white paper, and at a distance, only a quiet and peaceful scenery remains.

After a long time, the red-shirted woman put down her pen and drank the tea in the porcelain cup, only to remember that there was a kneeling person in front of her.

"The boy you fought with is called Yu Zhi." The woman in the red shirt said lightly.

Regarding what Cao Ling said, the red-shirted woman was more interested in the tea soup in front of her.

Cao Ling was slightly stunned and said, "Yu Zhi, is it the boy that Mr. Three went to the north to chase and kill?" ”

The red-shirted woman poured a cup of tea, looked at Cao Ling, and said, "It's him." Not long ago, Yu Zhi was ordered by Emperor Chu to patrol Nanzhou. It's just that I didn't expect Yu Zhi to discover our secret so soon. ”

Cao Ling said: "The mountain city in Cangzhou Mansion was also discovered by Yu Zhi. ”

"Since it's discovered, it doesn't matter if it's one or several." The red-shirted woman put down the teacup, got up and said, "The Lord has not yet walked out of the Lonely Sky Tower, and before that, the entire Nanzhou cannot be messed up." ”

Cao Ling's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "What do we need to do?" ”

The red-shirted woman picked up a letter and handed it to Cao Ling. Before Cao Ling arrived, she had already heard about what was happening in Sioux County. Not only Sioux City, but also the entire Nanzhou Mansion, large and small, will also be introduced into this palace.

Therefore, the redshirt woman was also prepared early.

"The Nanzhou government does not allow such teenagers to exist."

Cao Ling took the letter, didn't read it, and left the palace like this. He believed in the Red Shirt, and this trust even surpassed his own.

In the past 20 years in Nanzhou Mansion, the red-shirted woman helped Xiang Ji lay the foundation of Nanzhou, raised soldiers and grain, and controlled everything in Nanzhou in her hands.

Cao Ling had just walked for a moment, and a figure slowly appeared behind the woman in the red shirt, as if he had never existed, and as if he had always been there.

The figure is wearing a veil, and the contours of the face under the veil make it easy to see that this woman should be a beauty. But the reality is that the face is mottled, and I don't know how much inhuman torture I have endured. This face alone will be shocked if it is the first time you see it.

The woman's figure is as thin and soft as a snake, especially the charm of her youth, but it's a pity that the terrifying face is frightening.

"Do you want me to kill him?" The woman said.

The woman in the red shirt shook her head, took out a porcelain cup again, and poured it full of tea.

The brown tea soup is swirled in a cup, and then the aroma grows stronger.

"Li Haomiao is still in Jiangnan City, and the three gentlemen dare not act rashly. We'd better wait for the Lord to come out of the Sky Tower. If the Lord breaks through the realm, he can deal with Li Haomiao. Otherwise, one kendo master is enough to be worth all the soldiers and horses in my Nanzhou. ”

The woman said without a trace of emotion: "I have been acting in secret. Maybe Li Haomiao won't notice that I'm leaving Jiangnan City. ”

The red-shirted woman shook her head and said, "Maybe." Li Haomiao has never seen you, if you go to Sioux City with a hidden breath, there may be a glimmer of possibility. However, there is no need for this. ”

The red-shirted woman continued to explain, "Our Royal Highness the Prince is coming. Two days ago, he specially instructed him to leave Yu Zhi to him. Hehe, if the son of the world is willing to contribute to the Lord, why should I stop it. It's time for all these years of blessing and cultivation for the son of the world to repay. ”

The woman said again: "Back then, the prince was only a baby when he was brought back to the palace, and I'm afraid even he didn't know his life experience. ”

The woman in the red shirt was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Over the years, he has followed the Lord and tried his best to please the Lord. He must have found some clues, too. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if there is no woman present, the Lord has never pretended to be a father and a son. ”

The woman didn't feel any pity in her heart, if Xiang Jinghao hadn't been taken back to the palace, she would definitely starve to death in a certain street and alley, and then the thin corpse would have been thrown into the stinky ditch.

The woman in the red shirt looked down on the coldness of the world, and she couldn't have any sympathy in her heart.

She chuckled lightly and said, "Everyone has their own purpose in the world. The appearance of the son of the world also has his task to complete. ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman's figure silently escaped into the air.

And the freshly brewed tea soup still exudes heat, and I haven't drunk a sip.

The red-shirted woman sighed, "What a waste of this good tea." ”

......

There are countless pavilions and pavilions in the city south of the Yangtze River, and the breeze blows the willows and blows a pool of spring water.

Jiangnan Castle is not as majestic as Kyoto, it is more like a high-spirited teenager, full of vigor and vitality.

In the midst of a bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves are verdant and rustle in the wind.

The wind danced with the sword, and countless sword lights surged in the bamboo forest, like the wind blowing and the rain hitting, echoing in the entire bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves fly down one after another, and then split in half in mid-air, turning into two thinner bamboo leaves.

There will be no two identical bamboo leaves in the world, but under the sword light, all bamboo leaves have their own "twin brothers".

After a stick of incense, the sword light dissipated, and a young man in white walked out of the bamboo forest.

The young man was Ye Qinghuan, and after that night, he was captured by Mr. San, and he arrived in Jiangnan City all the way.

And along the way, many twists and turns also happened, allowing Ye Qinghuan to stay in Jiangnan City temporarily.

In the pavilion not far in front of Ye Qinghuan, the woman in white walked out, the woman was holding the guqin in her hand, elegant and refined, as if she was integrated into the landscape in front of her, and she was integrated.

Ye Qinghuan looked at the woman and said, "Your piano path has improved again." Soon you will be able to set foot in the eight products of the opening monument. ”

The woman in white was none other than the fourth rider of Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, Si Qinxue. Si Qinxue's master was the fourth rider of the previous term, so she also became one of the eighteen riders of Yanyun.

Si Qinxue also looked at Ye Qinghuan, thought for a while and said, "Your sword path already has a direction. In the future, your progress will surpass mine. ”

The two of them are equally white, and they are also cold people. The dialogue between the two is simple and direct, and the compliments are unpretentious and unadorned.

"Let's go. Aunt Lu is waiting for us. Si Qinxue said.

The trail down the mountain is not long, deep and quiet, and there are few people.

The two people in white have walked for an unknown number of times, walking together, without speaking, only the chirping of cicadas and birds in their ears remain.

The two of them seem to have a good heart, they are not good at words, and they don't want to speak.

After not taking a few steps, Li Haomiao's figure blocked the way.

"Uncle Li (Senior Li)." The two of them spoke at the same time.

Li Haomiao first glanced at Si Qinxue, and then looked at Ye Qinghuan.

Si Qinxue understood the look in her eyes, and then left first. Before leaving, Si Qinxue did not forget to say: "I will wait for you at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Ye Qinghuan responded, looked at Li Haomiao, and asked, "Uncle Li, is Yu Zhi coming to Jiangnan City?" ”

Li Haomiao smiled and shook his head, but he looked at Ye Qinghuan, and some funny looks flashed on his face.

"Xiao Yu'er is still in Suzhou City, I'm afraid I won't come to Jiangnan City for a while. However, Yanyun's eighteen horsemen are all stared at by me, if you really want to do something to Xiaoyuer. They can't get out of Jiangnan City. ”

Ye Qinghuan said: "Yu Zhi went south alone, and there was no strong person around him to escort him. Yan Yun Eighteen Riders are trying to do something to him, I'm afraid it will be easy. ”

Li Haomiao's eyes rolled and said, "I have a good idea, I can let Yan Yun's eighteen cavalry lose one of the generals. However, this is a matter of your own action. ”

Ye Qinghuan's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "What's the idea?"

Starting from the north, Mr. San's relentless pursuit made Ye Qinghuan also hold a grudge.

Especially the time of the Meteorite Cliff, if it weren't for the miracle, Yu Zhi and Li Wantong would have fallen off the cliff and died.

Li Haomiao leaned over and whispered a few words in Ye Qinghuan's ear, and then Ye Qinghuan's face turned red from his cheeks to the root of his ears.

"Qing Huan, this important matter will be handed over to you. Surrendering soldiers without a fight, this thing is going to be successful, but it is more enjoyable than killing all these guys like Mr. Three. Hmph, I'd like to see what Xiang Ji's face will look like. ”

Ye Qinghuan no longer paid attention to Li Haomiao and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

"Hey, don't go, you kid. Think about it, Si Qinxue's girl is good, you two are a good match, you married her, found a daughter-in-law for yourself, and gave Xiao Yu'er a big enemy, a profitable deal! Li Haomiao shouted from behind.

Immediately, Ye Qinghuan's pace sped up a few points.

Li Haomiao deliberately shouted, and the voice was enough for Si Qinxue to hear it.

Si Qinxue, who was still on the mountain road, froze in her footsteps, and there was a trace of murder in her eyes. Then he showed a helpless look.

Alas, kendo masters, you can't beat them!

"Little Yu'er sent a message to ask you for help. Everything is in the letter. ”

Li Haomiao's voice sounded in Ye Qinghuan's ears again, and a letter appeared in his hand at some point.