When Jiuxi opened his eyes on the second day, his eyes flickered a few times before he tried to open them and see the scene in front of him.

The original dazed half-dreaming and half-awake was shocked by the magnified face in front of him, so that the realm of Zhou Gong was completely shattered, and the spiritual platform was suddenly clear.

Jiuxi was frightened, her little face was pale, her eyes were full of tears, and the pear blossoms brought rain, quite a sense of grievance, shame, and pity that the official lady was innocently humiliated.

"You...... How did you end up in ...... My bed?"

Jun Qianyu looked at her lightly, with no expression on her face, and said silently for a while, "What happened last night, do you remember?"

Jiu Xizuo refused and couldn't bear to recall, "No, don't tell me, I don't want to listen to anything!

Jun Qianjian: "......"

"Last night you got drunk and threw yourself into my arms, and you held my hand and didn't let me go, so I had to stay here with you. Do you remember that?"

The Nine Spirits Platform was groggy again, as if some vague shadows of last night were faintly visible.

Jun Qianyan sighed and said, "Originally, you and I were settled on family affairs, and I didn't care much about it. But I never thought that you valued it so much, that ...... Is His Royal Highness responsible for His Highness, or is he responsible for His Highness?"

Jiuxi: "......"

There is a swear word that I don't know whether to say or not, does it make a difference?

Then Jiuxi looked away a little, and she was only a ten-year-old child, and he shouldn't be able to speak. Last night's incident, just think of Zhuang Gong Dream Butterfly, wake up.

Jun Qianyu saw that she was silent, and didn't say anything more, and after getting up, Fang Jue, who was pillowed by her last night, felt that her right arm was a little sore, and the little girl turned her face and didn't recognize anyone, and he couldn't do anything.

......

Before the two set off for Qiming, Jiuxi took the time to understand the situation with Qinsang.

She picked some things to talk to him about the Wangdu of Qianguo and the Shanhai Temple, and Qin Sang also told her about the situation of the Tianyuan Dynasty and the Qiming Seven Star Pavilion. Finally, he told her to pay attention to safety.

Jiu Xi knew that although there were only two people along the way, there were only two people on the way, but the twelve ghost shadow horsemen under his command were also secretly following, so there should be no danger.

Even if she encounters danger, her disguise concealment weapon is also a must, and it is not difficult to escape.

Two days later, they arrived at Lichuan, the capital of Qiming Kingdom, where the Seven Star Pavilion was living in a canyon hundreds of miles away from Lichuan. Qiming is worthy of the name of the ghost country, the people in the territory, regardless of men, women and children, all have white skin, the color of their faces and lips is very light, and only a pair of eyes are as black as ink.

Jiuxi wanted to start the investigation with the Blazing Linghua first, and after finding an inn to settle down, she and Jun Qianyu divided their labor. She went to inquire about the origin of the Blazing Flower and the connection of the Seven Star Pavilion, and Jun Qianyu went to secretly spy on the news of the Seven Star Pavilion.

In the afternoon, Jiuxi dressed up in disguise, and the woman disguised herself as a man and dressed up as a handsome son. First, he locked up a man's skin and mask in the room, and then asked someone to go to the dyeing shop to buy a few sets of men's clothes.

She often pretends to be a man to go to the palace to play outside the palace on weekdays, she is very familiar, pretending to be a handsome son to get familiar with the road, and she doesn't see her daughter at all.

The people of the south are generally petite and thin, and the men are more delicate and elegant than the men of the north. Therefore, Jiuxi pretending to be a man is not abrupt, but just like Fu Fan He Lang, he walked on the street for only a moment, and he provoked the favor of the young lady all the way.

The son's face is like jade, his waist is heavy, and he has a romantic attitude. The guards who followed behind were also stiff and handsome, and at first glance they were the handsome sons of large families.

After the plan was set, when Jiuxi came out, Jun Qianyu brought someone to meet her, according to him, it was Zhao Hanchuan, the son of Zhao Jingnian, who was the first in this batch of ghost shadow fierce horses. Let him follow Jiuxi, he is also relieved, so there is a cold-blooded guard beside the handsome and handsome son.

Zhao Hanchuan is worthy of his father's name, and he is cold and indifferent to people and things, not at all like Zhao Jingnian.

Jiuxi doesn't care about him, just let him follow. Along the way, I inquired a lot of news.

Not long ago, Wang Jun personally received a merchant, the merchant said that his ancestors were a family of incense makers, studied Titian for many years, and found that the blazing flowers in the territory of the Qiming country were a strange flower, from which the intoxicating holy incense could be extracted, and if it was sold to various countries, it would be able to earn a lot of money. At that time, whether it is to enrich the treasury or to reorganize the armament, it will be beneficial to Qiming and will not do any harm.

King Qiming was very moved when he heard this, and soon reached an agreement with the merchants to vigorously cultivate blazing flowers and refine holy incense in the country.

Jiuxi sensitively noticed that the unknown origin of this merchant was somewhat noteworthy, so he inquired about the person's information in detail with the young ladies.

This person's name is Wang Liang, because of his meritorious contribution to Wang Jun, he was in the limelight for a while, and became a new upstart in the royal capital, even if the officials of the court and the central government saw him, he had to be honored as Mr. Liang. Farmers and businessmen, businessmen and merchants are often included in the bottom class. Now that the king attaches so much importance to him, he has heard that he has even been specially given a mansion, and he does not know what a glory it is.

And this mansion is located at the mouth of Lichuan North Street.

However, it was obviously unrealistic to go to his mansion to find someone, and Jiuxi asked people about some of this person's hobbies. It is said that although he is a businessman, he also likes to serve elegantly, and often plays music and poetry with the sons of the family in Lanyue Tower, which is also a big hobby of him. Now that he is in the limelight, the children of the capital family are busy with him, and there are people waiting for him every day, hoping to see him and enter the eyes of this new upstart.

Jiuxi took Zhao Hanchuan to Lanyue Tower, at this time she really regretted that she did not learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with her master, and she couldn't compose poetry.

Looking at the lump of wood next to him, Jiuxi asked him without much hope, "Do you know how to compose poetry?"

The cold-faced boy shook his head, "No!"

Could it be that the guards are all this kind of virtue? She remembered that Xiao Qiqi, who had been a guard with her, seemed to be like this.

He asked with some curiosity, "Then do you ghost riders know how to do it?"

Zhao Hanchuan: "It will kill." ”

- What's the use of learning that? Just kill people.

They are Deadpools lurking in the night, but they are not poets who dance and ink.

Jiuxi regretted a little, why it wasn't Qinsang who was by his side.

Although I don't know how he writes poetry, he at least plays the piano well, and his piano skills are the best in the world.

When they arrived at Lanyue Tower, after the warm greetings from the little guys, Jiuxi very skillfully took out a few pieces of broken silver on his body and threw them over to call their steward here. The little ones took the money and called the steward, but the steward didn't want to pick up the guests in person, and people like them were often a little angry. It's just that this heart was quickly worn away by the large amount of silver thrown by Jiuxi. The steward said very kindly, "What does this boy need? The villain will definitely do his best to help him." ”

Jiuxi said with satisfaction, "Ahem...... I heard that Mr. Liang often comes to your place, and my son wants to make friends with Mr. Liang, can you tell me when Mr. Liang is here?"

The steward also knew Jiuxi's intentions, and there were many people who came to inquire about the news of Liang Gongzi, and he received the money, so he told the truth, "Liang Gongzi is indeed a distinguished guest of our place, and he usually comes every three days on weekdays, counting the days, and he should be patronizing tomorrow." ”

Jiuxi rewarded him with some silver and said, "At that time, you can trouble the steward to leave a place with me." ”

"Of course, that's of course. The steward said with a smile.

After Jiuxi left, the steward went around to a secluded attic at the back, and went up to the same room on the second floor, "Venerable, the words have been brought." ”

The man turned his back to him, and couldn't see his face clearly, so he only responded lightly, "Hmm." ”

On the second day, Jiuxi still led Zhao Hanchuan to Lanyue Tower, the private room in the attic was very lively, and Jiuxi asked, and knew that it was indeed Mr. Liang who came.

A small feast is being held inside.

The little guy secretly told Jiuxi that Mr. Inara's spice business had made a lot of money, and the children of Kyoto gathered here to celebrate him.

Jiuxi asked him to send a message inside, saying that he longed for the spices made by Mr. Liang, and hoped to congratulate Mr. Liang in person.

The little guy went in and said, and soon, Jiuxi and Zhao Hanchuan were invited in.

As soon as Jiuxifu entered, he saw Wang Liang sitting in the first seat, Mr. Liang, the little guy came in and set up a table for him to eat a few meals, and then saw Mr. Liang in the first seat and said: "I see the little brother in the next place, I don't know what to call the little brother?"

Jiuxi took out the name of walking the world, "My surname is Mo, and I am ranked ninth at home, and Mr. calls me Mo Jiu." ”

Wang Liang looked at her carefully for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Looking at the appearance and figure of the son, he doesn't seem to be from the Qiming Kingdom. ”

Jiuxi smiled implicitly: "Mr. Huiyan, I am a person from the Tianyuan Dynasty, and I have followed my father to Qiming to do business for many years, and this is also my second hometown." ”

Mr. Liang nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. Raised his glass and said, "Thank you for holding a banquet today to celebrate Wang, Wang is ashamed of it, and I thank you here." ”

For a while, there was a lot of daring voices, and then there were many rainbow farts.

Jiuxi also blew a wave of rainbow farts with all kinds of praises, and it was simply a lifetime of praise and praise.

After a banquet, push the cup and change the lamp, and the guests and hosts are happy.

At the banquet, Mr. Naliang didn't mention his business at all, and Jiuxi couldn't talk to him, so he couldn't help but feel depressed.

However, after the banquet was dispersed, when everyone left, the little maid brought a message to Jiuxi, saying that Mr. Liang saw that Mo Jiugongzi had a good face and wanted to invite Gongzi to come over tomorrow to talk about it, I don't know what Gongzi wants?

Childe agreed, thinking that his mouth full of rainbow farts had worked.

After sunset, they returned to the inn, but she had not seen him for two days in a row, and it seemed that since that day they had gone their separate ways to investigate, the man had disappeared without a trace.

Jiuxi called Zhao Hanchuan to ask, Zhao Hanchuan only replied about the young master, they as subordinates would not ask too much, if Miss Jiu needed, she could contact the young master by herself.

Jiuxi: "......"

It's really okay to take this wooden bump, and in comparison, I actually think that it is really my own little Qiqi who is much cuter.

When it came to tomorrow, Jiuxi took Zhao Hanchuan to Wang Liang's mansion as promised.

Wang Liang had already ordered to go down, and the housekeeper greeted Jiuxi when he saw him enter the house, and Mr. Yan was already waiting for tea in the backyard.