Chapter 318 Identity exposure (please subscribe)

Time passed day by day, and the news about the death of Duke Wu’s family in Yuezhou City was finally made public.

The decree in the capital had not yet arrived, but the prefect Zhang obtained some information through Mr. Four, so he did the corresponding treatment.

After Yu Qing interrogated the Duke's Mansion, he finally withdrew the official officer who was blocked outside. On the second day of the evacuation, a soul-summoning banner was hung on the mansion.

The fiery red lanterns were also replaced with white.

So, people realized that the first-class Duke was gone... and well-informed people began to try their best to separate their ties or plan to annex the business and land given up by the Wu family before the imperial edict came.

A whale fell and all things were born. Before the people in the market understood, many powerful people already knew that the Wu family was finished.

In the early morning, when Wu Qingyan, wearing a black dress and a melon-shaped face, walked into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, she saw a group of maids gathering together, muttering and saying something.

It is probably worried that the disaster will come, and each one will fly away.

Seeing her coming, she scattered away again with a "buzz" and Miss Hong called out: "Miss Third."

Wu Qingyan "happy" and said curiously: "Where is the second sister."

Miss Hong was silent and pointed to the lakeside: "Miss Second Crying all night last night, and had no food in the morning, so she went there to sit there."

Wu Qingyan nodded, walked over, passed through the somewhat decaying green grassland, and passed by the pavilion where the pot-shot game that day.

She saw the second lady in white clothes on the boat by the river.

It seemed as if the scenes were interchanging, and in the grand banquet not long ago, the two were still in the opposite position.

"You shouldn't be here," Wu Qingyan said: "The people in the house are in panic and need someone to take charge of the overall situation."

The second master and the young master are still imprisoned in the government office, and the entire mansion is now without a leader.

The second lady's eyes were rosy and had withered. She looked at this sister coldly when she heard this:

"Are you happy? Haven't you always hated him? Don't you like this family? It's as you wish now."

Wu Qingyan remained silent.

Seeing this, the second lady became more and more angry and said excitedly: "Aren't you leaving? Why are you still doing? Are you not afraid that the house will collapse and will cause you to be bury?"

Wu Qingyan said: "I will leave, but they need you."

After saying that, she turned around and left, walked through the depressed yard, and returned to her small building.

I opened the window, stepped on the stool and went up to the table, then sat on the sun-scattered table, squinted my eyes, looked at the clusters of ink bamboos, waiting for something.

"Puff." Suddenly, an owl flew over, looking very tired.

"Master," Wu Qingyan called out, saying, "This matter is related to you, right?"

The owl was silent and said, "Yeah."

Wu Qingyan said: "Can you tell me?"

"good."

Nympho

Nympho

In a blink of an eye, Qi Ping had been suppressed by Xinghua for many days. The injuries on her body slowly healed under the residual power of Qingdan and could get out of bed.

At the same time, he also had a basic understanding of the surrounding situation.

For example, Xue Qingniu is a bit reckless and irritable, but he is easy to fool the kid. For example, Lianrong has only been here for two months. She has a good personality and is very popular with the people. For example... this girl is a cultivator.

It is not difficult to confirm this. Even if there is no spiritual talisman, perhaps because the soul has begun to transform and is about to step into the threshold of magical powers and has begun to become particularly sensitive.

One night, when I was breathing and meditating, I found that the energy of heaven and earth was also gathering towards the next door.

So he understood.

Qi Ping did not expose it, but became more and more curious. As for the nervousness, there was no such thing as not only because in the induction, Lianrong was just a Qi-induced state, but at most it was only a secondary level.

Moreover, he is really close to his magical powers.

The true energy in the Qi sea is full and expanding, as if it has become a vortex. With the healing of the wound, Qi Ping can clearly detect that he is experiencing some transformation.

As for the news, it was undoubtedly blocked. Taohua Town knew nothing about what happened in the city, which made him unable to determine the situation outside.

"Then wait a little longer, be safer." He thought.

Nympho

In this era, people's pace of life was very slow, not to mention small places.

For the people in Taohua Town, spring goes and autumn comes, and it is no different. Therefore, any new things happening in the town will be repeatedly told and discussed.

The one who is most passionate about this is naturally the women.

When the laundry women gathered by the small river in the town, they would talk about gossip for a long time. The man who appeared at the center of their topic was not surprisingly the man that Miss Rong picked up.

He is not very old, but his temperament is calm and composed. He is not like a small local person. I heard that he was a merchant who traveled around the world and was in trouble because of the bandits.

The most legendary thing is that on the first day of being rescued, the irritable green bull was turned into a young follower.

In the days that followed, the townsmen often saw the man called "Xiangyuan", leading the green cow on the street, and would do some strange poses by the river in the early morning.

“Like this, like this.”

A woman beat her clothes and said something loudly. She dropped the mallet and made an action of opening and closing her arms and bent down:

"What's the name? Radio gymnastics."

"The strange name, I can't understand it." The other women laughed.

Then we talked about some interesting stories about the world when Qi Ping sat in the afternoon, including Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, etc.... No one has ever heard of it.

I just think that maybe it is a story in a big city, it sounds really nice.

Of course, what is more attractive is the demeanor shown by Qi Ping. After all, it is a strong wind and waves that have come over. Although it is covered up and pretending to be a pig, its temperament is still different in every move.

This is a dimensionality reduction blow to people in small places.

The laundry women naturally like it in their hearts. If they show that they are particularly favored by women... but they are only limited to the hearts.

Not to mention that most of them are married, even the atmosphere of this era cannot make people boldly express anything.

After speaking, a man sighed: "I think he is very compatible with Miss Rong."

So, there was another burst of laughter, and suddenly someone turned his head and said, "Miss Rong, isn't it?"

The women turned their heads and looked at the washing of the town on the embankment, and behind them was an antique alley with stalls, canopies and so on.

Not a remote place.

In the alley, I was wearing a coarse brogue skirt, with a gentle temperament and soft eyes, and had bought vegetables. I was sitting next to Aunt Cui’s stall talking. When I heard this, I turned my head and looked blankly:

“What is it?”

A woman said, "They said you have had a good time with Mr. Xiang."

The laughter broke out again, Lianrong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

If an ordinary woman is either shy, annoyed, explain something or run away, but for her, she is mostly calm.

As for getting better... Of course it's nonsense, but do you have a good impression? There should be some, but it's only for friendship, as for other things...

We are not from the same world, so there is no need to think about those.

The world is bloody, why bother to bring innocent people into it? Perhaps the experience of "Xiangyuan" is already thrilling in the eyes of these townspeople.

Business, bandits, martial arts, martial arts, etc. But in her opinion, she is still too naive.

The world of ordinary people, ordinary martial artists, and practitioners are clearly divided.

Miss Rong took back her dissipated thoughts and laughed at herself, why did she really think about these things?

"Here you, Mr. Xiang." At this time, someone said.

I saw that on the street along the river, Qi Ping was wearing an equally simple robe and jogging over. People were already accustomed to this scene.

Qi Ping smiled and said hello.

Miss Rong stood up and frowned slightly: "The patient needs to rest."

Qi Ping said: "I feel that it's almost healed, it's no longer hurts, and the wounds are scabbed."

After a pause, he suddenly spread his palms and said, "Here, I'll give it to you."

There was a bright red headband in the palm of my palm.

Miss Rong was stunned.

Qi Ping explained: "Seeing that you have an old head, you just told me about the array book in the teahouse and bought it by making money. I'm very embarrassed to spend your money these days."

He was indeed a little ashamed. The only two magic weapons he had on him could not be sold for money.

It’s very uncomfortable to eat soft food all the time, and I feel that I should express my gratitude.

Miss Rong pursed her lips and took it over: "Go home, you have to go back to cook."

"kindness."
To be continued...