After bidding farewell to Lord Zhao, Qian Qingjian found a few disciples of the Beggar Gang in Xinyang City to inquire about the whereabouts of Mo Youdi, Qian Qingjian has been a guest elder of the Beggar Gang for two years, and the disciples of the Beggar Gang respect Elder Qian more than the gang leader Huang Rong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The beggar gang disciple said that Mo Youdi had no position or power in the beggar gang at this time, just an idler, and came to Xinyang early yesterday morning and asked the disciple to help him find out the situation in Lord Zhao's mansion, but the beggar disciple ignored this stubble. As for what Mo Youdi has been doing recently, Xinyang's beggar gang disciples said they don't know. Qian Qingjian thought to himself, this enemy is Qiu Qianzhang's enemy, it is better to leave it to the Iron Palm Gang to deal with, and he himself has no time to find this kind of miscellaneous fish.

After leaving Xinyang City, Qian Qingjian's mood was relatively happy, and he returned a favor this time, which made Zhao Xiwen owe himself a big favor. This feeling is still relatively cool, and the taste of owe people is not pleasant.

Qian Qingjian did not owe much personal debt in his life.

What he owes to Zhuo Qianyue was paid off as early as when Zhuo Qianyue wanted to kill him, if he still has anything to do with Zhuo Qianyue now, then it can only be said that Zhuo Qianyue's heart must be full of hatred for him.

It is not easy to repay what is owed to Murong Han, Qian Qingjian is working hard, but he feels that in the matter of Murong Han, it is not just as simple as returning favors, he also needs to get Murong Han's people and hearts.

In addition to the above two people, he thinks that he still owes Guo Jing and Hua Zheng some favors. Owe Guo Jing a favor, he has long been conscious, owes Hua Zheng a favor, he only had such a feeling after knowing that Hua Zheng gave birth to two sons, very light, but it is true. On the other hand, if Hua Zheng did not give birth to a child for him, he thought that he did not owe Hua Zheng anything.

After all, we have to return all these favors. With a happy mood, Qian Qingjian quickly whipped his horse, and when the horse was tired, he ran one person and one horse at the same time, so the foot was extremely fast, and he ran more than 1,000 miles in three days, and stayed in the Butterfly Valley between Chuzhou and Mingguang for one night, which was to rest, and also to visit Hu Qingniu's grandfather or grandfather or even grandfather's Hu Lianping by the way.

In the Butterfly Valley, Hu Lianping and Xue Yunxiang lived very well, and gave birth to a son, of course, this son could never be Hu Qingniu, and Hu Qingniu was only in his forties one hundred and twenty years later.

Leaving Hu Lianping a night pearl was a gift for the child, and Qian Qingjian embarked on the journey the next morning.

One day later, I arrived in Suzhou and met Qian Butu, the leader of the Changle Gang, and also met Li Yuqiu and Cuoman Mamei.

Due to the special relationship between Guangming Ding and Qian Qingjian, the Changle Gang was not in a hurry to relocate the helm to Zhenjiang, and only secretly operated the nest in Zhenjiang, leaving the three caves of the cunning rabbit in case of emergency, which was also Qian Qingjian's previous instructions. This time, Qian Qingjian came to Yanziwu to inspect and guide, and pointed out the direction of development for Qian Butu and others, and after arranging some tasks, he left the helmsman of the Changle Gang, there are many water networks in the south of the Yangtze River, Qian Qingjian did not ride a horse again, picked some country roads all the way, and went straight to Jiaxing with light skills.

On the evening of the twenty-seventh day of the first lunar month, Qian Qingjian had already come to the north of Xujiacun in Jiaxing. His final destination was Lujiazhuang, located southwest of Xujia Village.

According to memory, Qian Qingjian knew that Li Mochou would appear at Lu Zhanyuan's wedding, so he only needed to rush to Lujiazhuang before Lu Zhanyuan's wedding, and he would definitely be able to wait for Li Mochou's appearance.

Qian Qingjian also found someone in Changle Gang to calculate, the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month is the best day in the next month, and it is appropriate to get married. Well, I hope Lu Zhanyuan and He Yuanjun can pay attention to it, if these two people come to pick a day, it is better to collide with the day, and then talk about it later, then there will be no way for someone to pay money. And if Lu Zhanyuan's marriage is not this month, then just wait for the rabbit near the left, according to memory, Lu Zhanyuan's marriage this year is certain.

The same village, Xujia Village in the northwest of Nanhu is much larger than Niujia Village on the Qiantang River on the outskirts of Lin'an.

There are only one or two hundred households in Niujia Village, and many homes have withered, leaving only one empty house, such as the former residence of Yang Kang's parents. Xujia Village, on the other hand, is a large fishing village, which surrounds almost the entire north and west shores of the South Lake.

Niujia Village is small, so only one hotel in the whole village is still dilapidated and closed; Two years ago, if it weren't for Qian Qingjian's stirring up of the world, then according to his memory, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong should have also found a restaurant in Xujia Village to drink wine after the battle of Yanyulou.

As soon as he entered the north of the village, Qian Qingjian saw a hotel with a pretense. In this damp and cold winter in Jiangnan, there is nothing more attractive than such a restaurant for a long-distance traveler.

Although Qian Qingjian is not afraid of the cold and heat, he also wants to find a comfortable place to rest, since he has already arrived at the ground, he can't go to give Lu Zhanyuan a congratulatory gift in advance, right? Although Li Mochou's frustration in love was due to her own blindness, Qian Qingjian has never had a good impression of Lu Zhanyuan. He felt that if he didn't kill Lu Zhanyuan and He Yuanjun, it would already be a high wind and bright festival.

Perhaps after living with Li Mochou that time, Qian Qingjian developed a habit, no matter where he ate and stayed, he always liked to choose a location near the window, although he did not have Huang Yaoshi's Yaxing of enjoying the scenery and enjoying the scenery, but he always liked to observe the changes in the surrounding environment at any time.

There are no guests in the hotel, and this kind of hotel in the village, occasionally visited by the villagers, but they just sold wine and took it home to drink. When the shopkeeper saw this strange person with a face like wood and stone, he was very frightened, and he cowered to the window table to ask the guests what they needed, not daring to say more than half a word.

After ordering the wine and food, Qian Qingjian drank a little wine leisurely, looked at the villagers who were busy for a living, and wondered who to find to inquire about the situation in Lujiazhuang.

In the name of Lujiazhuang in the south of the Yangtze River, if there is a happy event tomorrow, it is impossible for the residents of Xujia Village not to know the news.

Outside the door of the hotel is a road that runs through the north and south, across the road is a deep house compound on the north shore of the South Lake, the courtyard door faces south to the vast lake, there is a row of red lanterns hanging on the door, the door slips a stone step, and the path by the lake is straight to the shore of the lake, which is very magnificent.

If Qian Qingjian didn't already know where Lujiazhuang was, most of them would think that this was Lujiazhuang, because although this house is not as vast as Lujiazhuang in Taihu Lake Lu Chengfeng, it is much larger than the real Nanhu Lujiazhuang, and this Zhuangzi is definitely one of the largest households in Xujia Village.

Qian Qingjian had just drunk half a bowl of wine, when he heard a commotion at the door of the courtyard of the deep house, and when he looked at the sound, he saw a person thrown out of the gate, falling on the stone steps by the lake, humming an old man, shouting while crying out in pain: "Master He, He Yuanwai, please, the little girl has already got married......

Qian Qingjian is too lazy to care about this kind of idle business, in this world, the law of the jungle is the strong, bullying men and women is everywhere, as long as he doesn't rape a beautiful woman in front of him, he won't have any "righteous indignation".

The old man's wailing continued, and another group of people came from the south side of the road, pushing, shoving, punching and kicking a middle-aged man to the door of the lakeside mansion, and found the old man wailing, and the detained man exclaimed: "Uncle, you are ......

Before a word could be asked, the man had been twisted his arms and escorted into the courtyard of this deep house, and after a long time, the man in his prime was also thrown out, under the light of the red lantern, his body was already stained with blood and scars, and the man fell with the old man, and also wailed: "Uncle, they forced me to quit this family business......

Qian Qingjian retracted his gaze, looked at the shopkeeper who was looking out of the window with his neck stretched, and knocked on the table.

The shopkeeper hurriedly put on a smile and bowed down and asked, "Guest officer, what do you need?"

Qian Qingjian pointed to the old man and the strong man by the lake outside the window, and said, "What kind of story? Tell me about it." "It's a long night, and it's good to listen to stories to relieve boredom. (To be continued.) )