Pull flowers and leave grass

The two looked at each other until He Shaoqing broke the eerie silence.

"I said... why did Young Master Yan break into the shadow dance hall in a disguised night, and went straight to the master... This, this, can't be justified?" He was puzzled, and even more puzzled was why Wen Yixiang knew it was he.

Yan Qingyu, who was used to being cold and lonely, naturally would not say the reason, but Wen Yixiang's eyes seemed to have seen through him, and the two remained silent.Xu Yinfeng, who was originally emotionally unresponsive, quietly tugged on his elder brother's sleeve, and after a little cleaning, he understood, and left with Brother Feng.

"You are injured, so don't delay. Go back to the villa quickly and let Shen Lian show you." After only two of them were left, Wen Yixiang squatted down slowly, while untying the rope on his body, Said to him in an emotionless voice.In fact, there was a ripple in his heart. He knew why he came here, but he didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only deal with it with a straight face.

After regaining his freedom, Yan Qingyu gently stretched out his hand to hold his injured shoulder. He looked at Wen Yixiang's face, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, and a thousand words were about to come out in his eyes, but he just turned his back slowly, Leaving slowly, performing lightness kung fu in that person's seemingly invisible sight, leaping away from this place.

"Let's go, don't come again..." Watching Yan Qingyu's leaving back, Wen Yixiang murmured alone while standing in the same place sadly.

Gu Chenlian was hurriedly called to the villa in the middle of the night, she was shocked when she saw Qingyu's injury, and kept asking about the situation.However, Yan Qingyu remained silent as if her Ya acupuncture point had been tapped, but silently endured the pain, allowing Shen Lian to heal herself.

He has been raised in the villa for the past few days, recalling the cold and unfamiliar eyes that Ye Wen Yixiang looked at him every day, which made his heart ache involuntarily.

On this day, the reply from Gusu arrived.Jiang Ruhui accepted Yan Qingyu's kindness very simply and neatly, and announced the news openly and honestly. For a while, he was very popular in Gusu, and the ministers of the old city also began to acquiesce in the ownership of the political power in Gusu. It can be seen that the Yan family The influence in the business world is huge.On the other side, Wen Yixiang, who also received the news, also decided to ask He Shaoqing to go to Gusu again, secretly assisting his father's plan, so as to better consolidate his position in Gusu.

After Wen Yixiang let Yan Qingyu go, he just briefly reported the situation to the master, and Hou Wenle didn't ask any more questions.The matter of Zha Rongqin from the Yan family still did not escape Wen Yixiang's eyes and ears, and he, Hou Wenle, also knew all the news recently, so when Rongqin's name appeared in his eyes, he seemed to see the grand scene of the past.Brother Rong, long time no see, how are you?He couldn't restrain his excitement, and forced himself to read the news about Rong Qin.

"Cheng'er, your Uncle Rong is breaking the gold right now, what are your plans?" Hou Wenle didn't waste any time, so he called Wen Yixiang and asked his opinion.

"At present, the Yan family seems to be unable to suppress the development of Duanjin because of the existence of Master Rong. If we want to deal with the Yan family, we must unite the remaining chambers of commerce. Master Rong can stay in Duanjin , I will immediately send people to covertly protect it. In addition, I have secretly sent people to contact □ Ha and several smaller chambers of commerce, and there will be news in the near future.”

"Just follow your plan." At the end, he suddenly remembered the assassin he caught that day, "That assassin, did you let him go?"

"Yes, this disciple failed to report back to Master in time, so I ask Master to forgive me." Wen Yixiang lowered her head, guilt looming on her face.

"Forget it, it's a trivial matter, so don't mention it. I'm leaving tonight, and I want to go to Duanjin to see your Uncle Rong." After Hou Wenle finished speaking, as expected, Wen Yixiang took out a roll of maps from his bosom Handed over.

"It's the map of Duanjin General Altar." Wen Yixiang said.

Hou Wenle didn't say much, and took the map.But in my heart, I like this apprentice more and more. Not only is he smart, he is well-organized in planning and planning, and he is also extremely careful in doing things.If you leave it to him to deal with the Yan family, there shouldn't be any problems.Thinking of this, he waited peacefully until night fell before packing up and leaving.

Broken gold relies on smelting to make a fortune. In order to reduce the manpower and financial resources of transporting ore, the general altar is located close to the largest mine, and the structure is complicated. I heard that a special architect was hired to design the intricate passages. On the one hand, it is convenient for a large number of finished products. Weapons and semi-finished parts are transported to the metallurgical smelting workshop that belongs to them, and on the one hand, it is also convenient for a large number of mine cars to transport ore into the main altar through the underground passage.It can be said that in terms of alchemy and forging, there is no other in the world.

As for how Rongqin ended up with the broken gold, neither side seemed to find out the reason.

Hou Wenle sneaked into the smelting room underground of Duanjin according to the passage on the map, and saw the hale and hearty smelting master—Rong Qin at a glance.

Fortunately, on the way to sneak in, he knocked out a servant and pulled off his clothes.A generation of Xiaoyao sword, if the world knows about it, the martial arts people will laugh their teeth off.He changed into his servant's clothes in the dark, and approached Rongqin step by step.

Although Rong Qin was obsessed with smelting, just like Quan Zhuyu was obsessed with medicine and poison, although his martial arts were weak, they were not without.What's more, Hou Wenle's aura, the aura of his sworn brother, if he can't detect it at all, it's impossible.So he turned his head, his eyes shining brightly.The two people, whose combined age was over a hundred, just stood in one part of the smelting room, staring at each other.It took a while for Rong Qin to come to his senses, and quickly hinted to Hou Wenle to follow him, and the two went to Rong Qin's room.

In the next second, the two big men hugged each other tightly, slapping each other's back in fear, remembering that they hadn't seen each other for so many years, and each went back and forth, and couldn't help crying.

"Monkey! Where have you been hiding all these years!" Rong Qin's voice was choked with sobs.

"Don't talk about me! Talk about you! Zhuyu hid in Medicine Valley, and Wuyun and I used excuses to retire and not care about the world, why did you still come out?! Are you still here?" Hou Wenle let go of his hand, wiping the tears of joy.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly." Rong Qin took Hou Wenle to sit at the table, poured tea, and pushed it in front of him.

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