Although Jiangfu is the richest man in Nanping, it has been declining in recent years. In addition, the heirs are thin, and the cultivation talents of the disciples in the clan are low, and they are about to be suppressed by the rising upstarts of Nan Pingcheng. It was difficult to do business, so Jiang Chongguang spent a lot of money to raise a group of cultivators, specifically to get rid of Jiang Fu's business rivals.

"This group of cultivators are all from Rakshasa Sheng, and the Bai Mu and Liu Ran we met before are all of them, and the highest spiritual power has reached the tenth level, which is the person who used the tracking transfer technique in Furong Town. ”

Zhang Nansheng has discovered a lot of things these days, and this is just one of them.

"You said that he was the one who painted Bai Mu's face?" Cha Ming couldn't help but gag when he thought of Bai Mu's face, this method made his heart ruthless, knowing that Bai Mu loved his face the most, he disfigured his face. That person must have deliberately pointed the finger at Luo Xifeng, so Bai Mu was bent on killing her when he found Cha Ming.

"This person is thoughtful, and his spiritual power is not low, these things are planned in his hands, and he is cautious, and it seems that only by striking first can he be caught off guard. "Now that we know where he's hiding, the next step is to fight back. Luo Xifeng broke through again in danger, and now he was confident in his ability, and this time he could not be forced by that person to be the same as when he was in Furong Town.

"Don't be impulsive, although there are signs of decay in Jiangfu, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, since that person is a guest of Jiangfu, I am afraid that he is also prepared. We'll hold our ground for the time being, and I'll let Zhihui find out what he's doing. Zhang Nansheng stopped Luo Xifeng, it was easy to kill that person, but if you want to find out the forces behind him, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

The three of them were discussing things, and a small servant came to invite them to Tang Zhihui's courtyard for tea, and Zhang Nansheng casually removed the seal before he entered the door.

Tang Zhihui learned the news of Cha Ming's safe return, so she hurriedly arranged the matter at hand and invited them to her residence for tea.

The head of the Jiang Mansion is Jiang Chongguang, and Jiang Yifan is his only son. And Tang Zhihui's husband, Jiang Yizhe, is the eldest son of the second room of the Jiang Mansion, and the Jiang family has always been succeeded by the eldest son, so although the second room is also the Jiang family, it actually has not much to do with Jiang Chongguang's family.

The second room is located in the west chamber of Jiangfu, Tang Zhihui lives in the Yayong Courtyard, the place is not big, but the layout is very elegant, a long corridor is crooked, climbing a large cluster of roses, it can really be said that the crystal curtain moves the breeze, and the roses are full of incense.

Tang Zhihui's dark green collar is printed with a folding fan peony embroidery, and the glutinous gauze skirt is smart and elegant in the night breeze. The slender wrist with a touch of emerald bracelet greeted the night, and the blue and white porcelain teapot was bubbling with the fragrance of tea, making the three of them forget the previous disturbances, and their hearts were calm.

Seeing them coming, Tang Zhihui put down the teapot in her hand and walked quickly to them.

The tender hand covered the fingertips of the tea tea, and the worry in her eyes was clear at a glance: "Is the tea girl injured?"

Cha Ming shook his head, a trace of emotion in his heart, the two met in Pingshui, and they could be treated so sincerely by others, and the calm heart set off ripples.

"That's good, Uncle Shi is so worried that he can't eat or sleep these days, and he can finally sleep peacefully tonight. Tang Zhihui said softly, looking at Zhang Nansheng with a smile.

Hearing Zhang Nansheng's silent care from others, Cha Ming was a little ashamed, he had a very bad attitude towards him just now, and it seemed that he had really wronged him.

"Thank you Miss Tang for your concern. Cha Ming thanked Tang Zhihui.

Tang Zhihui nodded slightly and beckoned everyone to sit down. The tea that was bubbling with mist was delivered to the three of them.

This tea is Junshan silver needle, made of unfolded fat buds, the bud head is straight, even, the color is golden and bright, the aroma is fresh, the tea color is light yellow, the taste is sweet and refreshing, the bud tip rushes to the water surface after brewing with tea, hangs in the air, sinks slowly, the shape is like a group of bamboo shoots unearthed, and like a silver knife upright, so it is named. ”

This tea is precious, and there is no bitterness of ordinary tea, and the women in the boudoir prefer this sweet taste of tea.

Cha Ming took a sip but felt that this tea was too greasy, compared to her taste quite similar to Scarlet Yan, and the bitter Gongjian black tea was even better.

However, Luo Xifeng seemed to like this tea very much, and drank several cups in a row.

A few people chatted without being salty, Tang Zhihui didn't ask about the identities of Cha Ming and Luo Xifeng at all, and no longer mentioned the past of Tang Qinyuan and Zhang Nansheng, which made the three of them feel especially relaxed and comfortable.

"So many people, Zhihui, why don't you tell me when you come to the guests, this is not the hospitality of my Jiang Mansion. Before anyone heard his voice, the voice of this jade was full of magnetism, and Tang Zhihui's soft words complemented each other, and the couple could become the dragon and phoenix among people by virtue of their voices.

Hearty laughter followed, the man was wearing a black narrow sleeve woven gown, with dark red patterns on the gold-trimmed cuffs, a dark green ribbon around his waist, an eight-foot figure, a handsome face, a face like Shunhua, and a dignified appearance.

Tang Zhihui got up to greet her, and the two stood together like the sun, moon and stars, facing each other from afar.

Why did the eldest daughter of the Tang family marry the eldest son of the second room of Nanpingjiang Mansion, in terms of vision and financial resources, Jiang Yizhe is not worthy of being Tang Qinyuan's son-in-law. But after seeing Jiang Yizhe himself, he knew why.

With such an outstanding appearance, even the princess in the palace will be impressed. He is not like Xiao Jin, so beautiful that people are afraid and arrogant that people are unapproachable. His masculinity is overflowing, he is polite and polite, and his manners and upbringing are all superior. I heard that he himself is also a cultivator of the eighth level of spiritual power, although his family background is a little worse, it does not affect his charm.

"Husband, let me introduce you. This is my uncle, Zhang Nansheng's senior, this is Luo Gongzi, and this is the tea girl. This is Zhihui's husband, Jiang Yizhe. Tang Zhihui squinted her smile and introduced to everyone, when she looked at Jiang Yizhe, her eyes were full of starlight, only people who really love each other can't help but show such an expression.

Several people saluted each other, even if they knew each other. Zhang Nansheng looked at Jiang Yizhe silently, with observation and prying eyes hidden in his eyes.

This time, Tang Zhihui invited them to come just to greet and reminisce about the past, but Cha Ming saw from Zhang Nansheng's eyes that it was not simple.

Is there a problem with this Jiang Yizhe?

Tang Zhihui, as Tang Qinyuan's daughter, should not have a bad eye for picking people, and with Tang Qinyuan personally checking it, it is impossible to choose a husband with questionable character for Tang Zhihui.

What does Zhang Nansheng's vision mean?

Fortunately, Zhang Nansheng put away his strange eyes for a while, and focused on Junshan Yinzhen tea.

Of course, Tang Zhihui, who had a happy face, didn't find anything, and Cha Ming didn't make a sound, so I'll ask my seniors when I go back.