Twenty-five is a fox on the indifference

"How's it going, uncle, have you found anything?"

It was Jiang Chengqian's widow "Jiang Shangyi" who spoke, and the other person sitting in the small study with him was dressed in a "small gong mourning dress" and sat at the table. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If Li Bing was here, he would definitely recognize him, it was the person who had met "a scar on his face and a gemstone scimitar" on the official road before. Li Bing originally knew from his horse team that the Shufeng Chamber of Commerce had a funeral.

This person's name is "Qin Maocong", and in the early years, the people in the rivers and lakes said: "Moshang Linghu". Originally, he started by selling smuggled salt in the Ganzhou area, but later when the imperial court quelled the rebellion, he donated 500 yuan, and was given the false position of "Jiupin Escort Deputy Lieutenant", so he had to be whitewashed and began to do serious business.

He has a younger sister "Qin Puer", not only born beautiful, but also more or less fluent, after he washed his white, began to help him manage the accounts, and later in the business to establish the heir of the Shufeng Chamber of Commerce at that time, Jiang Chengqian, back and forth, born feelings, he was willing to be his concubine, married in the second year and gave birth to "Jiang Shangyi".

It stands to reason that Jiang Shangyi was originally a concubine, but who would have expected that two years later, Bashu would have an epidemic, and the original partner would die, leaving only a daughter. At that time, among Jiang Chengqian's other four wives and concubines, only Qin Pu'er gave birth to a male son, so his mother relied on her son to become the main house. After that, Jiang Chengqian took over as the president, and Jiang Shangyi could justifiably become the heir as the 'eldest son' after the coming-of-age ceremony. However, when Jiang Chengqian died, he was still half a year away from the coming-of-age ceremony, and according to the family rules, his younger brother Jiang Jikun should take over as the acting president.

These are old sayings. Seeing that Qin Maocong heard this, he shook his head slightly, and scraped his lips with his thumb: "There are no signs of poisoning." There were a total of four punches in the body, but only two of them were fatal, and the other two seemed to be blocked by your father and did not hurt the vital point. From the scars, I can't tell which family's exercises it is, but what is certain is that the person who killed him, although his martial arts are high, must not be a master like 'Tantric Ba Ruowang'. If it was really Ba Ruowang's shot, the two fatal injuries were definitely not as simple as breaking the meridians, and it was impossible for two punches to miss. ā€

He paused: "It stands to reason that a person with such martial arts is almost on par with your father." If your father is prepared, you will have to dismantle at least fifty or sixty moves before you can see it, and it is impossible for you to die in your room without a sound!

"You still doubt the second uncle, but the second uncle doesn't practice martial arts, and even I can't beat him. Jiang Shangyi frowned when he heard this, and said, "What's more, the second uncle is very good to his father on weekdays." Also be courteous everywhere. ā€

Qin Maocong shook his head and smiled slightly: "You are still young in the rivers and lakes, you don't understand these intrigues, if you are a brother, you will never be polite everywhere." Only when there is a gap in the heart will I be so careful. What's more, his 'Chongjing' is only three years older than you, and it is reasonable for him to plan for his son. These intrigues are far more powerful and unbearable than you think. ā€

After he said this, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was slightly low: "Don't you remember whose hand we borrowed at that time to deliver the pastries made by the sick maidservant girl to your aunt's mouth? ā€

After Jiang Shangyi listened, his face turned red, full of anger: "I was only three years old at the time, and I didn't understand anything. Don't mention it again, lest anyone else hear it!"

Qin Maocong was satisfied when he saw him angry, knowing that this example hit the nail on the head: "I'm just telling you that back then, your mother and I didn't hesitate to use our own son to frame a sister who got along very well for your future. What's more, now that the brothers are competing for the throne, there is nothing that cannot be done. ā€

Jiang Shangyi knew that he couldn't talk about him, so he said: "But the second uncle's martial arts really can't beat Daddy, even if he sneaks in, it is absolutely impossible." ā€

"This is also something I don't understand, unless ......" Qin Maocong paused, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Unless he has a helper, it is not impossible to get close to your father through him." ā€

He touched his eyebrow with his index finger: "If only I could lure him out." After speaking, he rubbed his forehead again: "Or...... It's not bad to let him come to his true form...... Well...... I've got a solution. ā€

Qin Maocong walked to the desk, studied the ink slightly, took out a piece of letterhead, tore it off, and wrote: "The matter is revealed, see you in the old place at the end of the unitary time." ā€

As soon as I finished writing, I shook my head again and said to myself: "It's not good, it's not good, if things fail, I'll have to flee in the morning, and I won't wait until the unitary time to see you." This old place is too vague, not only to follow him, but also in case there is no old place, wouldn't it make him suspicious. ā€

He took the torch and prepared to light a candle to burn the paper. As soon as he lit it, he blew it out in one gulp, stuffed the paper into his mouth and swallowed it, glanced at Jiang Shangyi, and said in a non-religious manner: "It's almost bad, be careful." ā€

After speaking, he tore down another one and wrote: "Qin Maocong is checking on you, see you under the north willow tree in the garden at the end of the unitary time." ā€

Jiang Shangyi saw him write this sentence and applauded: "Uncle wrote himself in, it's really wonderful." If it was really him, then what he was most afraid of was his uncle, which was really wonderful. The willow tree in the north of the garden is secluded and does not arouse suspicion. ā€

Qin Maocong was also very satisfied, and suddenly shook his head again: "It's still not good." The note was crumpled up and handed to Jiang Shangyi.

Jiang Shangyi's face was full of doubts, but he heard Qin Maocong say: "You can't let me eat alone, you have to learn to do this kind of thing." ā€

He saw that his uncle was still joking at this time, and he closed his eyes helplessly and shook his head and smiled: "Why don't you teach me something useful first." After speaking, he swallowed the note, and his face was squeezed: "It turns out that the ink tastes like this, it's a little astringent, and it's really not delicious." ā€

saw Qin Maocong write again: "Qin is checking you, Youyuan Beiliu." After writing it, he nodded with satisfaction: "It's almost." ā€

Jiang Shangyi also nodded again and again: "Awesome! Awesome! Just writing a Qin character obviously refers to you, even if someone else picks it up, they can't read anything, which is like the caution that a person who steals bad things should have." Haha, then how do we give this to him. Do you want me to throw it on his table while he's not there?"

When Qin Maocong heard this, he shook his head and smiled: "You, if only you could catch up with your mother's intelligence." After speaking, he seemed to remember something from the past, and said in a low voice: "It's not your fault, Pu'er left early, and my uncle is in Ganzhou, so he can't take care of you." From this day on, I will teach you. ā€

He rolled the note into a roll and said, "It's too deliberate to throw it into the room, and if you want to leave no trace, it's better to let him find out for himself!"

After speaking, he handed the paper roll to Jiang Shangyi.

"You put this thing on the bottom of his bowl, and when you eat, he will naturally know. ā€