I don't know how long it took, so long that my eyes were dizzy, and I didn't know what it was, and the wooden door of the ancestral hall sounded a heavy creak. A burst of delicate rouge fragrance wafted slowly. Shocked to look back - "Zijun?!"

His wife, carrying a food basket, slipped in through the crack in the door with her petite body, and whispered, "Husband, are you hungry?"

"How did you get here?"

"The guards are familiar with the husband and promise to be accommodating. I told them, after all, my father-in-law regards my husband as the pillar of the Qin family, if he is really hungry, who dares to take care of it?"

Qin Shi burst out laughing: "I really don't dare to underestimate you." ”

The food basket was opened layer by layer, all kinds of side dishes were fragrant, and Zijun quickly served the low table and set up the dishes and chopsticks. Qin Shi then changed his posture and sat on the ground: "Steal a little lazy, my father won't blame me!"

Zijun shook his head distressedly. After days of kneeling, his knees were already mottled with blood. "Does it hurt?"

He smiled: "It's okay, it's already numb and I don't know the pain." While laughing, he tasted the delicacy on the plate: "Jasnail jade belt, Cabernet golden wave, jade dazzling." Haha, Madame's craftsmanship is by no means inferior to the chef of Huayue Building!"

Zijun glanced at him: "It's not difficult to say a few soft words to Qin Ye, why endure such a heavy punishment?

He laughed even more angrily: "I'm not wrong, how can I admit my mistake?"

"Can't you be flexible?"

"It's about the Qi family, your father, my friend, and it's about morality, and it's inflexible. Qin Shi explained while eating, "But it seems that he doesn't want to change his mind." I'll have to find another way. The more he ate, the more hungry he felt, Qin Shi didn't care about Si Wen's dignity, and buried himself in the plate and devoured it.

Zijun covered his mouth and smiled, and took out an inkstone and a pen from the bottom of the food basket like a trick, and spread out a few pieces of letter paper on the ground, the ink fragrance overflowed, hooking Qin Shi's eyes straight. "I had it for you, and I knew you had other ideas. ”

"Madame really knows me!"

As soon as the dishes and chopsticks were put down, he immediately put pen to paper and waved a few letters: "I have to bother Mrs. Lao to go to a few of my friends to spread the news......"

"Understood, old rules. Zijun blinked and smiled mischievously, "I'll pretend to go out of the city to the temple to pray for the blessings of the Qin and Qi families, and Qin Ye won't stop me." ”

"When they see the letter, they will take action, and the Qi family will definitely turn the crisis into safety. Qin Shi also winked at Zijun and raised his eyebrows - "Look, your husband is not a straw bag!"

"Of course not. Zijun lowered her eyebrows and smiled shyly - she had already understood. She always listened to him with a fluttering eyebrow, staring at him stupidly. How can Wangjiangtai, a small place, hold his heart?

"Jianghu people will know that Wangjiangtai is not a puppet. Qin Shi looked upright, and commanded word by word. "Go back first, and let them do as I tell them to be careful, and I will have to stay here for a few days, so that my father may not notice and interfere with our actions—this is a cry. Also, let everyone respond quickly, and if it is late, it will change, and there will be no delay. ”

Zijun didn't stay long, collected his belongings and went out, and when he arrived at the door, he turned back and told him uneasily: "Take care." ”

On the second day, there were already a lot of Jianghu people of various identities near Qi's house. But there is no trace of the legendary white-clothed holy envoy. Qi Mansion is still calm.

There was an endless stream of visitors, but all the hustle and bustle was cut off from the walls of Shimizu-in. The heavy locks on the doors were almost rusty. The only gatekeeper who answered said only four words: "Shut the door, thank you." ”

In the courtyard full of falling flowers, Qi Ye walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Since Qi Heng set up another door, Zijun married far away, and Tian Qiao ran away, he seemed to be old all of a sudden. The flourishing spring can no longer recall the fighting spirit of drawing the sword back then. Only frost and sideburns are bitter and fight against the years.

"Yan Fei, what profit does my Qi family have, why do others keep such an eye on me?"

It's all the provocation of rumors, and Qi Ye doesn't have to worry about it.

"It's not all rumors. He dragged his tone and paced lazily with his hands behind his back. Recently, I always dream that my old friend, a first-class kendo master, who died many years ago, can't escape his life. Probably owed—they came to me together. God has made me proud for so many years, and it's time to pay it back. ”

"Qi Ye Hongfu Qitian, he is still in his prime, why worry about the destiny of heaven?"

Qi Ye turned around and patted Shen Yanfei's shoulder: "It's old! These legs and feet are not as good as you young people! Only you are with me, an old guy." ”

Yan Fei solemnly clasped his fists and saluted: "I am willing to follow Qi Ye to the death, and I will not give up." ”

"It's enough to have your heart. Qi Ye nodded with satisfaction. "I've done a lot of foolish things, but I haven't looked at people. ”

This is already a great compliment, and Yan Fei bowed his head and did not dare to speak.

"After Yunhe left, the white-clothed demon shadow really didn't come for many days. I hope things will be quiet!"

Shen Yanfei shook his head, with a worried face: "However, Cheng Yunhe is still with Xie Junhe." ”

"If he votes for the Feather Chasing Sword Sect, I don't blame him. The Qi family does owe to him, and he is really helpless. Qi Ye waved his hand, not wanting to talk about it more, "What is hateful, what kind of thing is he Xie Junhe? A killer of the Qin family, a ruffian in the shack, a filthy thing that can't be put on the table, dares to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt?"

"The Chu family treats him as a character. Shen Yanfei quietly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Chu Tao is also a willful boy, relying on the Chu family's assets to do nonsense. If his father had lived, he would never have been allowed to be so arrogant. He is still haunted by the past. "Aren't those boys here for Chu Yuan's death? This account can't be counted on me alone anyway, and it won't be Xie Junhe's turn to settle it. Another day, I have to ask Chu Tao, what is the idea of kicking the surname Xie to the north shore?"

"Qi Ye is angry, you don't want to see those people, Yan Fei will do it for you. ”

Qi Ye thought for a while: "It's okay, it's also a headache to consume it all day long, and it makes people laugh." Go ahead and do it, thank you. ”

When he heard this, Yan Fei was very happy, bowed and took the order, and left quickly.

The huge courtyard, only an old back, silently observing the prosperity and withering of the courtyard, unconsciously, in the cooling of the grand scene.

Qi Ye will definitely give an answer soon. Shen Yanfei quietly let people release the news.

Restlessness fermented and permeated in silence. Cheng Yunhe was a little breathless: If you wait like this, when will it be the end? He is far from the only one who can't sit still. But Xie Junhe didn't care, it seemed that as long as there was wine to drink, no matter how big it was, it was nothing. "It's coming. He said, "The fox always has to show its tail." ”

The Qi family was still silent, Qi Tianqiao was nowhere to be seen, and Qi Heng had no news. The white-clothed envoy speculated by everyone seemed to have never existed. The oppressive gray sky is like a huge cage, locking up all forces that try to break through. But no one can predict what kind of demons will descend when the floodgates are suddenly opened.