Faithful Dog Shadow Guard Breeding Rules

I only understood the first two words.

Otomi?

Such a familiar name...

Before Jun Jiuqing had time to think about it, the door in front of him slowly opened.

He could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and followed this shadow guard who should be called Otomi to go in.

The inside is very big, about the size of two 400-meter football fields, and there are many huge wooden boxes piled up around it. Jun Jiuqing guessed that it should be grain and grass.

There were only scattered people in twos and threes around, so I should have come earlier.

"Your Excellency, we are here."

Otomi led Jun Jiuqing to the center, motioned to him, and left.

Just as Jun Jiuqing was about to turn around and ask him to ask something, she saw the coffin directly in front of her, her tablet and tribute behind the coffin, and...

Standing aside, solemnly holding the Jiazi with the ever-burning lamp.

For some reason, Jiazi also wore a mask to cover his face, and was wearing a uniform uniform of shadow guards, so he could still recognize him at a glance.

That's Jiazi...

Calm, keen, serious and calm, Jiazi with extraordinary bearing.

As long as you don't hide yourself intentionally, Jiazi will attract attention wherever you go...

At this time, he was standing not far away, carefully holding the ever-burning lamp with both hands, his eyes like ink were full of loneliness.

He was obviously a tall, upright and proud person, but at this moment, there was an unspeakable sadness in his whole body.

Jun Jiu twitched at the corner of his mouth and mocked.

Just don't know...

Is it true, or is it just a fake show.

Jun Jiu leaned forward a few steps, saluted his memorial tablet according to Dayan's etiquette, and then put on two sticks of stagnant spirit incense.

Amidst the smog, the young man in black burned incense devoutly, the sincerity in his eyes was not fake, full of grief...

Jiazi inadvertently turned his gaze away and saw such a scene.

The young man was very good-looking, with handsome facial lines, and the short old scar between his brows perfectly blended with his clean demeanor, appearing restrained and a bit arrogant.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the shadow of that person.

Those bright amber eyes...

Jiazi couldn't help being stunned, and when he looked closely, he met a pair of gray-black eyes.

After Jun Jiu confided that she had attended her funeral, she saluted and burned a trough of incense sticks for herself. As soon as she looked up, she saw Jia Zi not far away staring at her blankly.

Jun Jiuqing's heart skipped a beat.

No way, it was discovered just like that? !

The camouflage I made should be flawless!

Thoughts were flying in my heart, but it didn't show on my face.

He coughed lightly, deliberately lowering his voice.

It sounds magnetic and clean to others.

"What are you doing staring at me, but is there something dirty on my face?"

Jun Jiuqing's voice was deep and pleasant, with a faint sense of familiarity.

but.

Jiazi thought to himself, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

not him……

People can't be resurrected after death, it's just that they are stunned...

Jia Zi came back to his senses, he looked at the slightly frowning brows of the young man in front of him, and immediately explained.

"No, it's just... I thought I saw the old man."

His voice was a little hoarse, which was Jun Jiuqing's favorite voice, but at this time Jun Jiuqing didn't show any liking emotion, but kept a proper bit of doubt.

"Dead person? Is it an old person who has something to do with you? I am so lucky to be like him."

But he was shouting madly in his heart: "Ah, this must have been discovered!! Why is Temiao so sharp! You can recognize me like this."

"It's what my heart wants, the person I can't ask for, the person I will never be worthy of..."

Now it was Jun Jiuqing's turn to be stunned.

After a while, he managed to regain his voice.

Only then did Jun Jiuqing realize that Jiazi didn't recognize him, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, his heart also fell back to the original place.

But there was a hint of anticipation in his voice.

"Can you reveal his name? Maybe I still know..."

"Sorry, no comment."

Jia Zi pursed her lips and refused.

He looked at the questioning young man in front of him, lowered his eyes, and gently rubbed the wall of the ever-bright lamp in his hand with his index finger.

He doesn't know why...

Obviously this is only the first time seeing this person, but there is a faint sense of familiarity and trust.

I really want to tell him all my heartfelt feelings...

"It should be said that I am sorry... I have overstepped."

Jun Jiu blamed himself.

"It's okay, it's all over..."

Jiazi didn't care about Tao, but Jun Jiuqing seemed to see the lonely emotion in those ink-like eyes.

Woohoo!Squatting and waiting for the author to update!

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49. Condolences are nothing more than cover-ups

"Right."

Jun Jiuqing looked away, took the words, and then sighed helplessly.

At this time, the number of people gradually increased, and bustling discussions could be heard in the venue from time to time, and they also walked towards them in twos and threes.

Jun Jiuqing seemed to have seen a person in the crowd, and was about to confirm it, but he disappeared from his sight after Jun Jiuqing blinked.

Forget it, there will always be...

At this time, Jun Jiuqing didn't want to be exposed to them too early, so she smiled apologetically at Jiazi, waved her hand and said.

"Let's go first, see you later."

Jiazi didn't say anything, just nodded knowingly, and hummed lightly.

Seeing Jun Jiuqing slowly disappearing from his sight, Jiazi immediately looked away.

"It would be great if it was him..."

He raised his hand and stroked his right chest, where a hard object was hidden.

His eyes were full of strong regret, and his fingertips were gently rubbing through the fabric, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

After a few seconds, he put down his hand, and then covered all the emotions in his eyes.

He returned to his calm and serious look...

·

Half an hour later, a group of people gathered in the center of the venue.

Jiazi stood on the stage and said condolences, and the people below listened carefully, all showing grief.

It's just that this sad emotion makes him feel ridiculously fake...

Jiazi lowered his ink eyes.

However, this ridiculous condolence was originally made by himself.

What right did he have to laugh at them?

...

With the words of condolence, the hypocritical ceremony was almost over.

Jiazi glanced at the people under the stage slowly, opened his mouth and said.

"Presumably, everyone knows the real purpose of this trip."

His voice was deep and pleasant, but at this moment it exuded a coldness.

"The current situation of the Shadow Pavilion is not optimistic. The residence was abandoned, the pavilion owner died tragically, and the intelligence network was broken..."

"We don't seek to dominate the country, we only seek to have a place to survive in this troubled world. But we are being driven to a dead end step by step by the imperial court!"

He called someone to bring up a sword.

Holding the hilt, Jiazi pulled out the sword.

Everyone saw a flash of cold light, and then a silver-white sword energy shot out, directly smashing a stone pillar in the distance.

Although everyone was mentally prepared, they were still shocked by the power of the sword.

"This... this is the power of Excalibur Rainstorm!"

Someone came back to his senses and shouted loudly, his tone full of excitement.

One stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and everyone in the audience became excited.

"That's right, this is the famous sword 'Heavy Rain'. Our Shadow Pavilion also obtained this divine sword by accident. With such power, it will surely make the person who obtains it invincible in the martial arts competition."

The shadow guard behind Jiazi gave everyone a hint.

The discussion in the audience became louder, and Jun Jiuqing in the corner covered his ears so deafeningly.

He looked at the heavy rain in Jiazi's hand, and felt that the sword was quite beautiful.

The sword body is dazzling silvery white, and the dark lines are cloud and thunder lines. I don't know what has been soaked in it, and the lines are still glowing with a faint blue light.

It's just a little uglier than the weapons in his warehouse.

"What about the conditions? The conditions for getting this sword!"

When one person asked a key point, everyone quickly looked at Jiazi on the stage.

Jiazi put the sword back into the scabbard and handed it back to the person behind him.

"Li Cheng's head."

He moved his lips and spoke calmly.

Everyone in the audience was shocked again.

They thought it was an extremely difficult condition, but they didn't expect it to be so! !

This is to... treason!

"The current emperor is fatuous, cruel and bloodthirsty, and the people of Li are suffering unspeakably."

"Our Shadow Pavilion does not want to overthrow the dynasty, but just wants to avenge our Pavilion Master..."

"Li Cheng is afraid of the Shadow Pavilion and covets the fleshy bone grass in the hands of our pavilion master. A few days ago, our pavilion master died tragically in Jiushenghua Street."

"...I will never die with peace in my eyes."

Jun Jiuqing stood at the bottom and listened to Jiazi talking about how he died, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Can really make up...

"The Zhang family in Jiangcheng was slaughtered four months ago, and all 78 members of the right minister Su Pofeng's family disappeared a year ago..."

He gave many examples.

"Also, ten years ago, Li Cheng was afraid of General Xia's great achievements, and the Xia Mansion that was massacred..."

Hearing this, Jun Jiuqing's expression slowly became astonished.

What about him.

Said this too...

Jun Jiuqing couldn't help pursing her lips tightly, and raised her eyes to look at the people on the stage.

The man continued talking, as if he didn't care about this matter at all, he was just an outside bystander.

The representative covered the expression on his face, so Jun Jiuqing couldn't see it.The only ink-colored eyes that were exposed were as dark as dead silence...

"Li Cheng is now obsessed with the art of longevity all day long, and has no intention of governing the government. As a result, the tax is heavy and the people are struggling... You should also be more or less dissatisfied with him."

"Besides, he is suspicious and suspicious by nature, and he will definitely get rid of all the factors that can threaten his status."

He paused, and then said: "The Zhang family in Jiangcheng was strangled by Li Cheng secretly because they bribed the Ministry of War to secretly recruit soldiers..."

"Although I don't know when he will act again, but because the martial arts has vaguely been able to compete with the imperial court, he wants to prevent all this from happening. The next one to be wiped out...may be one of your sects .”

After Jiazi finished speaking, everyone in the audience suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, and they all raised their voices one after another, arguing and discussing with others.

The court was soon overwhelmed by chaotic noise.

It was a mess.

Seeing the people below start to waver, Jiazi thought to himself, he didn't lie, it's just that when Li Cheng was about to kill Zhang's family, he took the first step...

Just when there was a lot of noise, several people jumped up and stabbed Jiazi on the stage with their swords together!

"What a bunch of nonsense! Bewitching rumors!"

Jiazi raised his eyes and glanced unhurriedly, laughed sarcastically, then quickly turned around and pulled out the rainstorm that was still in the sheath held by the shadow guard behind him, pointing the tip of the sword directly at the sky, and attacked those people !

"boom!"

He swung his long sword forward, and slashed out another streak of white light sword energy.

With the sound of piercing through the air with a howling sound, the sword energy shot down those people directly!

Those people all fell to the ground in the center after the people in the audience avoided them, making a few muffled bangs.

"A lackey of the imperial court?"

He retracted the sword into its sheath, and asked in a low voice.

Raising their hands, several shadow guards immediately dragged the corpses down.

"Sorry, there was a hiccup... Now let's move on."

Jiazi stood on the stage and continued the topic just now, as if it was really just an unimportant episode.

Everyone who saw Jiazi's strength was amazed, and a few secretly suppressed the idea of ​​snatching the rainstorm in their hearts.

This guy is too strong, I really can't afford it!

Jun Jiuqing stood at the bottom and listened silently, without moving.

His gray-black eyes kept staring at him, and there were emotions in his eyes that others couldn't see through.

"Our Shadow Pavilion will provide financial support of 20 taels of silver to each sect that has contributed."

Jiazi's words were like a bomb falling into the water, causing violent splashes.

Standing at the bottom, Jun Jiuqing couldn't help thinking that Jiazi's words were brilliant and meticulous.

Martial arts people have a common problem, because the maintenance of the sect has a huge relationship with the living expenses of the disciples in the sect, the income of the sect is usually not enough to cover the expenses, so most of the sects are very poor...

The kind of poor who are shy in their pockets.

He first showed the power of the sword straight to the point, arousing their attention, and then secretly led the topic, making them dissatisfied with the court.Just now, those lurking people jumped out and gave him his head, adding a deterrent force to him.Give them a sweet treat at the end, implying that they can get this good money by doing whatever they want.

But these several million taels of silver... is just the income of the Shadow Pavilion for seven or eight months.

For Shadow Pavilion...the money is just a drop in the bucket.

But for the people around him, it is a huge sum of money!

Although Jun Jiuqing felt that they could not kill Li Cheng...

Let these people go to assassinate the emperor, but they just want to make trouble for Li Cheng.

"Okay, it's getting late. That's all I want to say next, I hope everyone can listen to what I'm saying..."

What else did he say, Jun Jiuqing didn't listen carefully afterwards, only knew that half an hour had passed.

Because he is a little hungry.

I really want to eat...

"Everyone wasting time to attend the Pavilion Master's condolences. You must be a little tired. Our Shadow Pavilion has arranged accommodation for everyone. There are also expenses on the way back, and you can pick it up at the exit. 1000 taels per person should be enough."

After Jiazi finished speaking, he nodded to everyone, then stepped off the stage and left.

Leaving everyone staring at each other.

Then the next second they all rushed towards the exit in unison.

That's 1000 taels!

Jun Jiuqing also slowly left here with the crowd.

Jiazi watched the crowd leave from the exit with his hands behind his back, his eyes were dark, and he saw the man just now, wearing a black suit with a bamboo hat, and a long sword pinned to his waist.

The purpose of mourning this time has been achieved, but he always feels that something is missing...

Forgot something.

He opened his lips and said to the shadow guard behind him.

"Go and check, that man in black with a bamboo hat..."

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Dark clouds cover the moon, and the wind is bleak.

When Jun Jiuqing came out, he found that it was already raining heavily outside, and the howling wind mixed with icy raindrops hit his face directly, making him shiver.

"It's raining..."

Jun Jiuqing took out an oil-paper umbrella painted with bamboo leaves from the warehouse, opened it and put it on, and left the narrow alley step by step.

Turning out of the alley, he returned to the intersection of Jiushenghua Street.

Because of the rain, there are not many hawkers on the street anymore, only some peddlers and those who sell oiled paper umbrellas that have not yet been cleaned up.

The water splashed wet the hem of his clothes, making him feel a little heavy. Jun Jiuqing stood alone in the rain. The black bamboo hat was too obstructive for his vision, and he had already taken it off, revealing his handsome face.

At this moment, he was looking at a person not far away.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that it seemed like it had been a long time since I saw him.

The man was talking with someone at an unclosed hawker, his tall and strong body and magnetic voice were particularly eye-catching.

"Shop, are there really no kidney bean rolls?"

"It's gone... that person took the last share just now."

The peddler is an old man with a hoarse voice that looks extremely old.

"What about tomorrow?"

The old man shook his head, he looked up at the cloudy sky, and sighed.

"The next half of the month will be cold and rainy, my old bones... But when it's rainy, my bones hurt so much, I'm afraid I can't make these pastries. Maybe next spring, I will sell them again Little pastries..."

Gu Yan felt a little regretful, looked at the old man's empty bamboo pole, sighed decadently, and then said.

"The junior knows, please leave the store."

"it is good……"

Gu Yan watched the old man disappear into the rain with a burden on his back, standing in the rain with his head bowed and sighing against the increasing rain.

He searched the city for a few days, and finally found a vendor of the kidney bean rolls that Ah Ling likes to eat but is rarely sold. After inquiring, he learned that they no longer had them, and would only make them again in the spring of next year...

Gu Yan looked up at the sky, letting the cold rain hit his face.

He needs to wake up...

Isn't it just sold out?Just think of other ways by yourself!

A Ling is still at home waiting for her to go back...

Gu Yan secretly lied to himself, then turned around and saw Jun Jiuqing who was standing in the rain and also looking at him...

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Jia Zi's background came out qaq

Wait for more!I love this theme

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50. The sound of rain falling in Qingcha Biluo

The shop at the end of Jiushenghua Street is an elegant and exquisite teahouse.

The shopkeeper sat in the room looking at the picture book, casually raised his eyes to look at the drizzle outside, and was about to turn off the lanterns used for lighting outside the house and go back to sleep, but saw two people in the hazy rain curtain not far away. People are walking in his direction.

The young man in a black robe is handsome and flamboyant, holding an oil-paper umbrella with a white background painted with bamboo leaves, walking in front of the spray.

The other person was dressed in a dark blue gown with moiré patterns and a black hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only guess from the sharp jaw line that he was also an extremely handsome man.

He followed the man, his clothes looking as if they were soaked through.

Both of them are dressed in luxurious clothes, and standing in the distance, there is a coercion belonging to the superiors, and they must be powerful people.

The shopkeeper thought.

But the door-to-door business still had to be picked up. The store stood up and pushed open the half-closed front door, and then welcomed the two of them in.

"What do you want, sir?"

"Hmm... Let's have a pot of early morning mist, and some refreshments."

Jun Jiuqing entered the shop, looked at the wood chips with the name of the tea written on the wall, and thought for a while.

"Ah good, guest officer, please wait a moment, the tea will be ready soon."

The shopkeeper handed a clean cloth towel to Gu Yan who leaned behind Jun Jiu, and said with a happy face.

Early dew and early mist... It's been a long time since a customer has ordered such a precious tea.

The shopkeeper entered the back hall, only Gu Yanjun and Jiu Qing stood in the hall.

Gu Yan raised his hand to take off the bamboo hat, wiped the dripping hair with a cloth towel, then found a chair at random and sat down.

Jun Jiuqing also sat down opposite him.

"Lord Junge is really making trouble in the capital these few days..."

"It's just a joke in exchange for life."

Jun Jiuqing shook his head and sneered, closed the paper umbrella and put it aside, then leisurely raised Erlang's legs and swayed.

"I heard from you people in the Shadow Pavilion that at that time you were lying alone at the street corner, dark red blood flowed all over the floor, and your body was completely cold...why?"

Gu Yan's tone was filled with doubt and curiosity.

Jun Jiuqing shrugged nonchalantly, and smiled.

"It's okay, it's just that he didn't die completely, and crawled out of the coffin again."

Gu Yan threw the wet cloth towel aside, and used his internal force to dry the clothes on his body.

At this time, the shopkeeper also came out from the back hall.He was holding a rectangular tray of dark brown fruit woodcut peonies, on top of which were several plates of delicate pastries, and a pot of steaming tea.

The shopkeeper came over and put the things on the tray in front of Jun Jiuqing and Gu Yan one by one.

Then introduced.

"This dish is Cherry Biluo, this dish is Chicken Crisp, and this dish is our exclusive secret four-flower cake."

The shopkeeper then fetched another set of tea sets and placed them neatly on the table.

"Your early dew and early mist, use it slowly."

"Thank you."

Gu Yan nodded and said.

The shopkeeper waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it, and then picked up the wet cloth towel beside him.

He turned around and walked a few steps to the counter.

After throwing the cloth towel in his hand into the wooden waste basket, the shopkeeper sat on the high stool behind the counter.

"This shop is simple, and there is only one small person. If there is anything to do, just call the small person over."

The shopkeeper said, seeing Jun Jiuqing nod his head to show his understanding, he held the book that he hadn't finished reading just now and looked at it with relish.

Jun Jiuqing turned her head back, looked at Gu Yan who was pouring tea on the other side of the table as if nothing had happened, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help chuckling.

"General Gu, don't you wonder why I took so much trouble to make this move? It's fine if you don't return to the Shadow Pavilion, and you have changed your face, living incognito in the capital. Let everyone think that the Lord of the Shadow Pavilion, Jun Jiuqing, has died He died tragically on the street a few days ago."

Gu Yan didn't say anything, but picked up the seventy-full teacup with one hand, raised it to his lips, and slowly took a sip.

Feeling the slight bitterness and sweet aftertaste in the unique aroma brought by the tea permeating the mouth, Gu Yan frowned slightly.

It wasn't until the cup of tea was finished that he raised his eyes unhurriedly.

His gaze met Jun Jiuqing's smiling eyes, but he didn't feel the embarrassment of being seen through his eyes at all.

"Gu is naturally curious."

Gu Yan put down the teacup casually, his eyes darkened slightly.

"But what makes Gu even more curious is..."

"I heard that the first person in the Shadow Pavilion is the most trusted person of the Pavilion Master?" He said without beginning or end.

Jun Jiuqing nodded subconsciously.

"My subordinates found something... Pavilion Master, you should be more prepared."

Jun Jiuqing couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard the words, but she didn't answer.He just took a piece of delicate four-flower cake and put it in his mouth, feeling the rich sweetness filling his teeth, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

After eating together, Jun Jiu poured a cup of tea to wash away the sweetness in his mouth, and then said.

"Tell me this for what?"

"The pavilion master is helpless right now? Gu wants to use this news to exchange something with the pavilion master."

"I am alone and helpless? But I still have the Shadow Pavilion."

"Now if the Pavilion Master returns to the Shadow Pavilion, he will probably be regarded as a fake by the Shadow Guards... After all, they should have seen the Pavilion Master's body being put into the coffin with their own eyes, and maybe it will cause public outrage and disaster. .And as far as I know, there should be no items on the pavilion master that can prove his identity."

"Is it enough to let them open the coffin to see if the people inside are there?"

Gu Yan smiled and shook his head.

"That doesn't prove that the pavilion master is the real pavilion master... And to tell the truth to the pavilion master, your coffin was buried before a stick of incense, in the suburbs of the capital. The depth of the tomb is about 120 feet."

Jun Jiuqing was speechless after hearing this.

His shadow guard buried himself so quickly? !

Still buried so deep? !

Is it because you are afraid that you will jump out of the coffin? !

Jun Jiuqing complained wildly in her heart, but her expression didn't show at all.

"So when I was at the memorial service in the Shadow Pavilion, the person I saw was really you?"

Gu Yan smiled and answered him sideways.

"The owner of the pavilion is also very elegant, so it's fine to go to his own condolence meeting by himself, and he even worshiped his own tablet..."

"...Don't mention black history, we still have to talk."

"Gu is just stating the facts."

Gu Yan said, then took out a small wooden box from his arms, and slowly pushed it in front of Jun Jiuqing.

Jun Jiuqing took a look at the wooden box, but asked without opening it.

"Then what do you want?"

"Bonegrass."

Jun Jiuqing was silent for a moment, then asked.

"It's for Xuanyuan Ling."

Gu Yan was startled, but admitted it.

"Yes, a few days ago Ah Ling fell into a nightmare and had a persistent high fever. King Jing's Mansion visited all the famous doctors in the capital, and he drank Baihu Decoction for two days, but he didn't see any improvement at all... I heard that Wangucao is very effective in clearing the heart and reducing fever. It's a waste of money to treat this small fever, but now that it's urgent, Gu can't think of a better and faster way."

"How can you be sure that the bone grass must be in my hand?"

Jun Jiuqing raised her hand to touch the outer wall of the teapot, which was already warm and no longer hot, and lowered her eyes to hide the emotions inside.

He opened his lips and asked.

"It might be in Jiazi's hands..."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand back, with a false smile on his face.

"Isn't General Gu sneaking into the Shadow Pavilion just to find Jiazi and ask for bone grass?"

"Meeting me was just a coincidence. General Gu should go back and find the shadow leader who is in charge of the Shadow Pavilion today."

Jun Jiuqing moved his chopsticks a few more times, and tasted all the desserts on the table.

Feeling a little tired, she put down her wooden stick, and Jun Jiuqing artificially took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth gracefully.

"He disappeared. After he stepped down... I wanted to chase after him, but I was caught by the crowd rushing out of the door."

"So you're targeting me?"

Gu Yan smiled, "If the pavilion master didn't show those bright amber eyes on purpose, Gu wouldn't know that the current Shadow Pavilion master is still alive..."

Jun Jiuqing followed suit, but did not deny it.

Gu Yan continued: "The pavilion master has a way to get the bone grass quickly."

Jun Jiuqing nodded, "That's right."

"If I can give you the Bone Grass, it will be considered as a favor..."

Jun Jiu reached out and took the small wooden square box, and put it away in his sleeve.

"At the time of tomorrow, I will come to your mansion with myriad bone grass. I hope you can entertain me once or twice."

"must."

He stood up, lowered his head and straightened the folds of his clothes casually, and then picked up the paper umbrella that was set aside.

When he looked up again, he saw Gu Yan also stood up.

"General Gu won't taste this good tea anymore?"

"Gu Mou doesn't like this at all."

"Right……"

Jun Jiuqing smiled, greeted the shopkeeper, paid the money, and then left the teahouse with Gu Yan.

It was still raining outside the house, and the continuous rain and fog blocked the sight of the road ahead.

Gu Yan went to the store to buy an umbrella, and the two of them slowly disappeared into the rain with their umbrellas...

"Hiss... a pot of tea and a few plates of pastries will cost me more than 100 taels."

"Haha, does the wealthy Lord of the Pavilion still care about this little money?"

"To tell you the truth, General Gu... I only have a few taels of silver left in my pocket."

In the past, someone took care of the trivial matters of life for him in every detail, but now that person is no longer by his side, and he is not used to it.

I always feel like something is missing in my life...

Obviously, I have been here in the past 20 years...

Turning back his thoughts, Jun Jiuqing looked at Gu Yan who was on the side, with a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, and bad thoughts suddenly rose.

He spun the handle of the umbrella with one hand, throwing the flying rainwater onto Gu Yan.

Then he curled his lips and said with disgust.

"General Gu, don't say you are here, okay? Don't you also have no money?"

Gu Yan touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

"It's a long story..."

"Let's make a long story short." Jun Jiuqing accelerated the speed of turning the umbrella handle.

Gu Yan dodged a few waves of rain, secretly thinking that this guy was naive, but he didn't do anything to fight back.

After all, he still has something to ask for...

Taking off Jun Jiuqing's black hat from his back, Gu Yan blocked him in front of him, just enough to block the raindrops rushing towards him.

Jun Jiuqing: "..."

He had forgotten about this thing.

After the joke, Jun Jiuqing suddenly remembered...

After eating a sky-high tea, he seemed to have no money left to rent a room at the inn...

"Well, Gu Yan...does Jingfu have any spare rooms?"

Jun Jiuqing glanced at Gu Yan and asked.

Gu Yan also understood why Jun Jiuqing asked such a question, he put on the black hat again, and said two words indifferently.

"Ha ha."

Seeing Gu Yan like this, Jun Jiuqing knew what he meant.

He doesn't want to sleep on the street...

Although you can also use some other means to live in the inn.

But he is a law-abiding citizen!

Jun Jiuqing thought, if there were paparazzi-like occupations in ancient times, then tomorrow's headlines would be...

"Jun Jiuqing, the master of the Yingge Pavilion who was so powerful in the old days, is now sleeping on the street. Was he framed by gangsters, or did he just commit crimes on his own? "

"I know where there is kidney bean cake! There are better herbal remedies than using myriad bone grass to treat Xuanyuan Ling!"

Jun Jiuqing came to his wits in a hurry, and hurriedly remedied it.

Gu Yan couldn't help frowning, and then spoke.

"...There seems to be an elegant courtyard in the southeast of Jingfu, if the Pavilion Master doesn't mind it."

Gu Yan quickly compromised, but his tone was a little gritted.

...

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...

It was already late at night when we returned to Jingfu, Gu Yan casually gave Jun Jiuqing the sign to enter Jingfu, and then went to Xuanyuan Ling's residence to look for A Ling.

And Jun Jiuqing went to fetch the ten thousand bone grass back...

◎The author has something to say:

Guess who Jun Gezhu has been through these few days?

Jun Jiuqing: Don't ask, asking is just wandering around in the world.

Also, Zhong Li is so handsome hehehe (suck)

Dian Qingjing's big text is really good-looking qaq, and her little shadow guards are so obedient.

not like mine...

He seems to be somewhat rebellious...

Small spoiler: There are two or three chapters of the important node of the story coming...

What color knife do you like? (serious inquiry)

The author will make more

Come on ^＾＾~

Come on, wait for more.

-Complete-

51. Jade Plate Delicacy and Delicacy

Jun Jiuqing carefully avoided the sight of the shadow guards and sneaked back to the temporary Shadow Pavilion stronghold underground. It was almost dawn when he got the bone grass and came out.

When we returned to Jingfu, the sun had just risen, and there were a few cock crows in the distance from time to time. The sudden sound was like a sharp sword tearing apart the silence of the morning.

Jun Jiuqing stood at the door and put away the umbrella, then shook the raindrops on the paper umbrella.

With the token given by Gu Yan pinned to his waist, he raised his hand and pushed open the unlocked gate, entering the Jingfu unimpeded.

After a few laps guided by the small map, Jun Jiuqing found Gu Yan in a small building.

...

"Still awake?"

Jun Jiu leaned into the room, put the paper umbrella aside casually, looked at Xuanyuan Ling who was still unconscious on the bed, and asked in a lower voice.

Gu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at Jun Jiuqing who was still dressed in black, and shook his head.

"Where's the bone grass?"

He stood up, raised his hand tiredly and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and asked.

Hearing this, Jun Jiuqing took out a piece of grass from her arms, then reached out and handed it to Gu Yan.

"Here, here it is."

Gu Yan watched Jun Jiuqing's random movements, and his forehead couldn't help twitching.

He took it carefully and gently put it in the jade box on the table.

"You can't be careful..."

Jun Jiuqing waved his hands nonchalantly, then sat down in front of the round nanmu table in the room, reached out to pick up the teapot from the table, poured a cup of tea, and swallowed it boldly.

"Don't worry...the grass is very strong."

Gu Yan looked at the leisurely young man drinking tea one by one, sat down opposite him, and then asked.

"And what else?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jun Jiuqing was perfectly choked by the tea, he put down the teacup and took a while, then took off a small cloth bag from his waist, threw it to Gu Yanhou and muttered in a low voice.

"One day my daughter-in-law will be taken away by you..."

Gu Yan couldn't help raising his eyebrows and laughing when he heard his muttering, "How could it be? The owner of the pavilion has a lot of money, so don't you care about a little medicinal material?"

Jun Jiuqing hehehe twice and didn't answer.

"By the way, how do you use these things?"

Pointing to the thing Jun Jiuqing threw over on the table just now, he questioned.

"Just give it to me."

Gu Yan was speechless, "Then you just threw these herbs to me..."

"Isn't this just to show you, General Gu?"

Jun Jiuqing drank the whole pot of tea, swallowed the last sip of tea, and blinked at Gu Yan.

Then put the cup back on the table.

"I don't know what these medicinal materials are, so what's the use of showing them to me?"

Gu Yan was speechless.

Listening to Gu Yan, Jun Jiuqing smacked his lips.

How can you be full with just a pot of water?

Suddenly want to eat something meaty...

Thinking of this, Jun Jiuqing ordered without hesitation to Gu Yan who was opposite him, "Gu Yan, I want to eat meat."

Gu Yan was still picking out the messy herbs in the small cloth bag, when he heard the words, he raised his eyes and looked at Jun Jiuqing with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Shouldn't the top priority now be A Ling's illness?"

"Ah, but I've worked so hard for most of the night, and now I don't have any strength left..."

Jun Jiuqing put his hands on his stomach, leaned on the chair and raised his head, not looking into Gu Yan's eyes, pretending to be decadent and paralyzed.

Gu Yan stared at him silently for a while, finally sighed, got up and went out to order his servants to cook.

"After eating, you have to work hard for me."

He stood at the door and just opened the door, before stepping out, he turned