The most powerful minister in the world

Facing Ananda, who was excited and flushed, Jingxi gently shook his folding fan and smiled. Looking at the light radiating from his eyes, he couldn't help but be a little exaggerated.

"Okay," Jingxi smiled, "I will customize a carriage for you. You will set off to Penglai Island today."

Ananda nodded in agreement, rubbing his hands that had no place to rest due to excitement. Just when he was about to turn around and go back to pack his bags, he suddenly stopped.

"Second Young Master, Immortal Zhongli's movements are unpredictable. Will he be traveling somewhere else by the time I arrive with Xiang'er in Penglai?"

"Don't worry," Jingxi said while rubbing his lower lip, "He won't move if he doesn't stay in Penglai for half a year this time."

Ananda took Jingxi to sit on a stone bench in the banana forest and asked with great interest, "How do you say this?"

Jingxi pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Have you ever heard of the seven-color water lotus?"

"Of course I have heard of it," Ananda said without thinking. "The seven-color water lotus is a rare thing in the world. It is not surprising that its medicinal properties are said to be divine. However, people in the world talk lightly about its medicinal properties, but instead praise its spirituality and its appearance. The time and place are unpredictable.”

As Ananda was talking, he stopped and looked at Jingxi's smiling face. He clapped his hands behind his back and said, "Oh my, what a great opportunity!"

Jingxi waved away his playful smile and said seriously, "It's the old man's opportunity, and it's also your opportunity."

Ananda nodded and cupped his hands to thank Jingxi, but Jingxi pressed down his hands with a folding fan and said, "Listen to me."

Ananda nodded and straightened his body, listening attentively.

"Although Old Man Zhongli has great medical skills, his martial arts cultivation level is unfortunately too low. He is only at the Zhen Gang Realm. This time he did not set out from the Martial Mansion, so he may not have any expert guards around him."

"Everyone is greedy for the preciousness of the seven-color water lotus. When they hear the news, they will flock to it like a river bursting its banks. If you go this time, you can betray his favor."

Ananda's head didn't stop hearing this, and he shook his head up and down: "Second Young Master is a great kindness, and Ananda will never be able to repay it in his lifetime."

"Come on, this is nothing. Besides, I also have something for you to bring to that old man Zhongli."

"Second Young Master, please speak."

Jingxi licked his teeth and said with some annoyance: "Tell that old man that if I don't see him in the capital this winter, I will burn the medicinal field he planted on Qingcheng Mountain next to Wu Mansion! "

Ananda couldn't help but tremble when he heard this: "Second Young Master, do you really want to say that? Medical Immortal Zhongli is a person recognized throughout the world as someone not to be messed with."

"Oh?" Jingxi picked the banana and ate it, "This is the first time I've heard of this, don't mess with those three?"

"These three are not to be messed with. They are talking about capable people in the world. One is the Confucianist and Martial Arts Supreme Sage Shengyan Lao. The second is the Medical Immortal Zhongli. The third is the Palace Master Zi of Tianshan Palace. Su Xianren.”

When he heard the words Zisu Immortal, Jingxi choked suddenly and beat his chest desperately.

Upon seeing this, Ananda hurriedly ran to him and patted him on the back.

"Second Young Master, what's going on?"

Jingxi swallowed hard before he could catch his breath. He waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, I feel a little nauseous."

Ananda's head was full of questions. Jingxi stood up and shook his sleeves: "Okay, if it gets cooler in the afternoon, I will send the carriage. You have to be ready. I have some more urgent things to do, so I'm leaving."

Ananda had been watching Jingxi leave the alley before returning to the yard and shouting excitedly, which made the aunt in the neighbor's house chatter a few words in annoyance.

Jingxi was walking in the stone alley with white walls and blue tiles, humming a tune leisurely and looking around, and saw that he suddenly quickened his pace.

In a blink of an eye, she turned into a narrow alley. Two breaths later, a beautiful figure flew over and took her down into the alley. She heard a clang and fell back as if a heavy object had been knocked down.

Holding it with one hand, the woman looked at him with empty eyes, watching him tap her head lightly with a folding fan.

"Didn't I ask you to follow Lian'er? Why should you follow me?"

Taozi was wearing a tight-fitting black and white placket, with three thousand blue hair tied up by a hosta, and her skin was as white as a disease, and her complexion became more and more fragile.

At this time, she said dullly: "They asked me to come."

"Who are they?"

"It's sister, He Lian'er."

Jingxi rubbed his face helplessly.

Unexpectedly, in this short time, Taozi said without any rhyme: "I went in and searched the person who lived in the south room while she was away. There was only a pair of polished scissors hidden under the pillow, and there was nothing more." Other dangerous things."

"You..." Jingxi slapped his forehead, "You are so attentive."

"The duty lies."

The two of them looked at each other, and Jingxi's eyebrows hadn't stopped twitching since she started speaking. At this moment, Taozi's stomach growled inappropriately.

Jingxi's eyelids slowly raised, and Taozi said expressionlessly: "Don't disturb me, sir. My sister and I can go without eating for five days, and our bodies will react, but we won't feel hungry, and it won't affect the completion of the task. "

At this moment, Jingxi suddenly remembered the alpaca running on the grassland and spitting...

Half an hour later, at a roadside noodle stall in the morning market, Jingxi leaned on her cheek and watched Tao Zi eating bowl after bowl of noodles.

There were already more than a dozen bowls stacked on the table. The waiter at the noodle stall came over to Jingxi hesitantly with a white towel on his left hand and whispered: "Sir, does the girl opposite you usually have such a big appetite? , if not, the stall is really afraid that she will eat something bad."

Jingxi chuckled and said, "What are you talking about? My family can't eat it. How can I eat this? I can eat more than twenty bowls!"

The second brother quickly shrank his neck and stepped aside. Taozi picked up the noodle bowl and drank the soup. He put his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, put his hands on his knees and lowered his head without saying a word.

Jingxi asked tentatively: "Are you full?"

After a stick of incense, Jingxi was sitting by the window on the second floor of Jiangnan's famous Sun Kee Sugar-skinned Duck. Jingxi was still leaning on his cheeks. He stared at the waiter and scared him away without waiting for the waiter to come up and ask.

Until half of the table in front of Taozi was covered with duck bones, Jingxi tentatively asked again: "Are you full?"

Half an hour later, in the pavilion facing the river in the Tianjing Mansion, there were two plates of sheep ribs, two pots of boiled fish and two cages of steamed buns on the stone table.

Jingxi drank the fish soup and asked tentatively: "Are you full?"

This time, Suoxing Taozi did not remain silent. She only raised her head slightly and said, "It would be nice if my sister was here."

"What's the point? Next time...uh...next time I'll take you out to eat together."

Hearing this, Taozi just shook her head and said nothing.

Facing the two of them, Jingxi actually had a rough guess about their identity. If you say that the huge Southern Xinjiang military mansion doesn't even have a dead soldier, who would believe it?

But what made Jingxi speechless was that his old man actually trained twin girls of his age to be death warriors. Fortunately, he still talked about morality, benevolence, justice and morality all day long.

Pooh!

As if sensing that Jingxi was a little unhappy, Taozi raised her head and looked at him.

"Oh~ don't worry, it has nothing to do with you," Jingxi turned to call the waiter waiting on the side, "Bring me a basin of water and let the girl wash her hands."

"Sir, do you want lotus water or pear flower water?"

Jing Xi hummed, tugged at the corner of his mouth and kicked the waiter on the butt: "Young Master, I want the Queen Mother's saliva."

"Oh, it's hard for you to do this. We really don't have any here."

Jingxi stood up and was about to hit him with a folding fan. When the waiter saw this, he ran away quickly.

Angrily, Jingxi sat down and shook his fan. He didn't see Taozi's slightly raised corners of her mouth.