Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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As we all know, Spinach is a gentle man.

He is so tolerant that even a son like Brother Jun can choose to forgive.

Forgiveness after a fistful of love.

Ah, spinach, what a kind man.

His kindness moved even the always cruel Jianxiu Jun, who was so moved that he peeled another petal-shaped orange for him.

Brother Jun even tasted a piece of it before.

Ah, very good.

It was very sour, the kind that would knock your teeth out.

Brother Jun pushed the remaining oranges in front of Spinach.His handsome face is still so expressionless, but his eyes are so bright.

Full of sincerity and brightness.

"Here you are," he said.

Spinach gave him a kind look, and reached out to touch his handsome and full forehead.

As we all know, Gu Jun is a swordsman who is like a fairy.Except for the dog talk sometimes, he is really perfect.

From his person to his soul, from ability to appearance.Everything is not like an ordinary person who came out of the mother's womb, but like the most beloved creation of heaven.

Such a perfect existence must even have such a beautiful forehead, so beautiful that it is so hard that it has just experienced spinach's benevolent iron fist sanction without a trace.

Not even the slight redness.

Brother Jun, won't it hurt?

Yes, he won't.

After all, it was Spinach who hammered him, the weak Spinach who could neither split mountains nor divide seas among a group of brothers.

How could brother Jun feel pain after being hammered so few times by such a frail person?

Brother Jun sent oranges to Spinach again, "Very sweet."

Spinach smiled.

He picked these oranges by himself, just to refresh himself in the middle of the night, each one is guaranteed sour.

Still sweet?

Spinach Xinjun is a ghost.

So he pushed with one hand and firmly refused, "No time."

Brother Jun looked at him quietly, for a long time, raised his hand to wrap the orange flesh in orange peel and stuffed it into his sleeve, and then opened his mouth again.

"You haven't been free recently." He said.

His tone was very flat, but for some reason Spinach could hear a little dissatisfaction from it.

Is he complaining?

No, he is boring.

The good brother Spinach is working overtime and ignores the boredom caused by him.

Brother Jun knew that Spinach had always been responsible, but now the fortifications in Spinach's hands had already exceeded the scope of his responsibility.

This is not the career Spinach loves, he is not happy, he is very tired but still consumes himself, forcing himself to do things he does not want to do.

Brother Jun understood him so well that he could tell his reluctance at a glance.

Brother Jun advised him to quit his job and leave, but he would shake his head every time, and it is the same now.

Spinach sighed, full of helplessness.

For this family, he paid too much, but he couldn't say it.Because he knew that once he said it, what he would bring to Brother Jun and Qitong would not be comfort, but a life-threatening threat.

He didn't want anyone around him to be hurt because of him, so he supported Qitong's departure from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want to admit his feelings for that Doctor Fu.

Just let him see it.Watching her laugh, watching her fight with her boudoir friends.Maybe, in the future, I can watch her find her own happiness.

He thought that it would be good for him to bear some of the burdens alone.

Alone, let him go alone.

But Brother Jun absolutely refused to agree.

"You are not alone," he said, "with me."

Spinach smiled.

Brother Jun is always like this, no matter what happens, he stands by his side and is willing to help him bear the burden together.Give him support and give him the strength to move forward.

It was precisely because of this that Spinach was even more unwilling to let his closest brother be involved and implicated.

In Spinach's heart, Brother Jun is free and unrestrained.Like all the sword cultivators in this world, he should belong to this river and lake, do whatever he wants, and pursue the way of the sword in his heart.

"You don't understand." Spinach shook her head.

Brother Jun was puzzled.

As a top swordsman in the world and the current crown prince, he knows a lot. Back then, Radish? *Chai Spinach brought a lot of books that he had read by himself?

What's more, he has a group of hidden guards.

Although this group of hidden guards always couldn't catch up with him, they were truly professional when it came to detecting gossip and intelligence.In just one afternoon, they had already found out the fat man on the top of the spinach, and even found out his favorite color.

Just this, what else can Brother Jun not understand?

Isn't that just selling private salt?On the surface, he was a well-behaved salt merchant, secretly swallowing official salt, reselling it at a high price, and evading taxes.

He understands such evil things, he understands them all.

Hearing Brother Jun's narration to his boss, Spinach was startled.

Brother Jun is a kid from a rich family, and like other rich kids, he must have a special source of information.

Spinach knows, he has always known, but he has never had a deep understanding.

It was not until today that he realized and realized for the first time that Brother Jun may know far more than he imagined.

"Report to the officer." Brother Jun said.

"No." Spinach shook her head again.

He thought to himself, Brother Jun is still simple, so what if he knows more?Some things cannot be solved by reporting to the official.

His owner has been a salt merchant for generations, and his roots have already been deeply rooted in this land.

"I also thought about reporting to the officials." Spinach laughed at himself, "I have the ledger, and I thought this would be evidence. But..."

He thought of the middle-aged man who had appeared at the host's family banquet.

At that time, he glanced at it from a distance.The man was wearing a private suit and brought his wife and children, just like ordinary visiting relatives and friends.

But the identity of that person is not simple.

That man is the sheriff, a high official in charge of the entire area and all the cities in the south of the Yangtze River.

Besides this sheriff, Spinach also met many other people one after another, and almost every one of them was a well-known civil servant in the Jiangnan area.

Some are big, some are small.

If you think about it carefully, they are like a huge, invisible fishing net, firmly covering almost all places in the south of the Yangtze River.

"It's useless." Spinach smiled bitterly, "Evidence is only evidence if it is handed in."

He pushed away the ledger on the table.

There are many, originally piled up like a hill, but now he arranged them on the table one by one.

He randomly took out a book and handed it to Brother Jun.

Brother Jun opened it and took a quick glance.

This is the account book of the salt depot, which must have recorded the situation of salt transportation in various cities in the south of the Yangtze River, as well as the names of some people.

Many of these names look familiar to Brother Jun, and some of them he has seen in person.

After the early dynasty, every few years, he went to Beijing to report on his duties as an official of various domains.

"This is just one of them." Spinach said, "But it is not evidence, it is a knife that kills people."

Brother Jun read one book after another calmly, and every name and content he saw was clearly imprinted in his mind.

The more he watched, the more he agreed with Spinach's idea.

This is indeed a knife, very sharp, and it can kill people with a slight touch.

Death, the life of all civil servants.

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Father Huang, who had always wanted to rectify Jiangnan but couldn't grasp the evidence, was overjoyed.

As expected of the next prime minister who is deeply trusted by him, he can even get such fatal evidence.

The huge private salt case has been solved.

Great!

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yeah--

yeah?

Spinach, who was suddenly unemployed half a month later, saw the pupils of the officers and soldiers crashing into his boss's mansion.

He was so shocked, holding the unfinished account book in his hand in shock, his face was full of bewilderment and puzzlement.

He watched in puzzlement, seeing his boss being kidnapped by the officers and soldiers who apparently came from the barracks, watching his boss's mansion and counting room being rummaged through, watching his fellow workers guarding from the counting house to the salt warehouse, from selling salt When the boy went to the owner's family, they were all detained and taken away, leaving no one left.

Except for him, spinach.

A head accountant who should be taken away by the first batch due to emotion and reason.

What is even more puzzling is that not only was he not taken away, but he was even kindly invited aside by the leader of the officers and soldiers, took away the account book in his hand, and moved a chair for him to serve tea.After finding the things, he respectfully sent him out the door.

Yes, respectfully.

For some reason, the team leader and his subordinates looked at Spinach with admiration and respect in their eyes.

Before they even talked to Spinach, they had called out his name accurately, and after he nodded, they began to call him Mr., and they could still feel the obvious admiration between their words.

Spinach doesn't understand, spinach doesn't understand.

As a young man, he suffered setbacks all the way in his dream career. He was dismissed as a Tanhua, and he was bullied when he went to the military camp. Now he is just an accountant. How can he be respected?

And it's a group of people who can be seen from the regular military camp at a glance. Judging from the appearance of the first few equipment and waist badges, they might be some kind of high-rank military attache.

They, they know his name and don't say it, and they act like he's a big, well-known celebrity.

How can this be so?

This doesn't make sense at all.

Spinach couldn't figure it out, but still took care of his face and pretended to be indifferent.

Seeing him like this, the respect in the hearts of several leading military officers increased at a terrifying speed.

The few of them are the soldiers of Dayu's several big army camps, the smallest official position is also the school lieutenant, and the largest is the third-rank general Yunhui. This time, they are directly ordered by the emperor to arrest illegal salt A case of felony person.

Of course, in addition to them, several generals of the same level led the team separately, and the soldiers were divided into several groups to arrest the people involved in the case at the same time, so as to prevent the night from having more dreams.

It's just that these fellow generals are not as lucky as them to meet this Mr. Gu.

Since the military camp belonging to the Cai lineage was rectified and disappeared a few years ago, all the military camps have completely belonged to His Majesty.Under His Majesty's grace, all the soldiers in the battalion were lucky enough to get a military book called Qilue. After reading it, all the generals were astonished as heavenly beings. Looking at the author again——

Gu Xichao.

oh!What a Gu Xichao, what a Mr. Gu.

From then on, his name was known to everyone in Dayu's military camp.

If His Majesty hadn't personally announced that he was the next prime minister, the generals would have already rushed here in person, and even if they visited the thatched cottage, they would have invited him into the camp as the commander of the army.

All the soldiers want to see this amazing gentleman, and now several soldiers have the honor to see——

Good guy, he really is extremely powerful and courageous.

In order to solve the Jiangnan Salt Case, Mr. Gu was not afraid of danger, sneaked into the enemy camp himself, and easily grasped the enemy's lifeblood.

As expected of Mr. Gu, as expected of Gu Xichao.

Several military officers couldn't help cupping their fists in respect, and sighed loudly, "As expected of you sir, you are truly Zhuge in the world."

what?

Zhuge?What Zhuge?

The spinach eyes are empty.

At this moment, his heart was blank, he didn't know the day, the place, or what happened here.

But can he say that?

Who is he?The man who will become the prime minister in the future.Faced with such an incomprehensible scene, can he express his inner bewilderment?

No, he can't.

A capable prime minister should not be alarmed by changes, no matter what happens, he must never reveal any weakness in front of outsiders.

So he smiled very reservedly, "Thank you."