"Comrade? I noticed Mr. Chen was stumbling, maybe he was drunk. Although Zhen Yi is my son-in-law, he is already dead." The chain hung down, and Jiang Zimo gradually put away his smile amidst the rusty clanking sound,

He said calmly, "My daughter and I are all dead, and we have no allies. All the rebels have been put to death, and the Zhen family has been exiled. The world is bright and clear, but I, an old man, am the only one who is still alive."

Jiang Zimo lowered his head and smiled dumbly. He gradually raised his eyes and stared at Chen Pinggang. Chen Pinggang's angry face suddenly froze.

"Hey, second brother, Mr. Jiang is the head of the Jiang family and his reputation is far-reaching. Everyone in Yanzhou praises Mr. Jiang for his outstanding achievements. How could Zhen Yi's rebellion be related to Mr. Jiang?" Chen Jinqiu said with a narrow eyebrow and a smile.

, "Master Jiang lost his beloved daughter, and it is understandable that he cares about his granddaughter. This is a prison, and there is no one around. The three of us came here to find out the case and redress the injustice of Master Jiang." He said.

He looked at Chen Qiusheng and called softly, "Brother."

"Mr. Jiang, the letter has been delivered to your house. Even the lady who polishes it for you can see that the handwriting is from your hand." Chen Qiusheng slowly turned around, "Here, the person who sent the letter has also been arrested. People.

Evidence, physical evidence, all designated evidence is conclusive, you have to admit it even if you don't admit it."

"This is my famous saying, I have never written a letter." Jiang Zimo took a few steps closer and said hoarsely, "Master Chen, your handwriting can be faked."

"Are you going to bite me to death and deny it? Haha." Chen Pinggang sneered, "Jiang Zimo, you are really a green pine, but I'm afraid you haven't heard that the wind will destroy the trees that are beautiful in the forest!"

Yanzhou Mu was very successful in controlling floods. During the Sheng Chong period, the late Emperor Zheng Wu once called Jiang Zimo the ‘True Pine of Dingze.’ Chen Pinggang was mocking him for standing at the top and ignoring the world.

"I stand upright!" Jiang Zimo grabbed the wooden pillar and looked directly at Chen Qiusheng, "There is no need for the strong wind to blow over the cliff."

"Yanzhou Mu Gu stands high and looks far away. Yanzhou is flooded by floods all year round. The entire fourteen counties of Yanzhou praise Master Jiang's contribution." Chen Qiusheng stared at him, "Why do you have to be so humble? You

His merit is beyond comparison."

sky!

Jiang Zimo's eyes suddenly shrank. Under the whole world, there is only one sky above the king's land. Above the ministers, that is the current Emperor of Zheng. He is the sky. Who dares to be bigger than the sky?!

"Yanzhou has frequent floods and is a poor and barren land. Every year, grain and grass must be sent to the Holy One, asking all parts of the southwest to mobilize grain and grass to maintain vitality." Jiang Zimo slid his fingertips down and held the wooden pillar slightly, "It's all a joke that unruly people come out of poor mountains and bad water, Chen

How can adults be so gullible?"

"My intention is to be heard tomorrow. Mr. Jiang knows who I am here for." Chen Qiusheng took out a letter from his sleeve, "As for whether Mr. Jiang accepts it willingly or not, it is entirely up to you to decide... Let's go

.”

Chen Qiusheng turned around first, and Chen Pinggang followed after him, waving his sleeves and robe angrily.

Chen Jinqiu pointed to the letter meaningfully: "Mr. Jiang, the sky in Zheng State now has only Sir Sikong and a gentle breeze. The rain is about to come, and the green pines cannot rest. With the gentle breeze as a companion, the green pines will stand tall on the cliff."

, please take care of yourself, Mr. Jiang."

After he finished speaking, he left.

Jiang Zimo frowned as he read the letter and pondered for a long time. He then took it out and read it, then chuckled. He sat cross-legged on the ground and crumpled the letter.

The jailer holding the lamp left and came back. He bowed respectfully to Jiang Zimo and said, "Sir, there is someone outside who wants to see you."

"No, Pang Boyi is covering the sky in Chongdu with one hand!" Jiang Zimo looked at the jailer coldly, "I, Yanzhou, have poor mountains and rivers, but the people are constantly striving for self-improvement. Three little brats came to threaten and lure. What will happen next? The sword and ax are added to the body.

I'm an old man, can't I? Drive it away, drive it away, I'm tired."

"But... this..." the jailer hesitated, "Sir, this person is not from the three Tingwei adults, but -"

"Who else could it be?" Jiang Zimo interrupted and threw away the letter, "If it's a subordinate official, let him go. If he sees an old man like me who is guilty, he will be in trouble again and again."

The jailer squatted down and brought the lantern close to him, handed out a gold hairpin in his hand, and said: "Sir, the man said that if you see this thing, you will definitely meet me."

The dim firelight illuminated Jiang Zimo's gradually widening eyes, and the sadness that had been hidden deep in his heart for many years surged out again. His skinny fingers trembled slightly, stroking the remaining blood on the hairpin.

His throat rolled, and he said: "This is Xiaonan's..."

…

Before leaving, Master Qi Zhou did not come out to see them off, only Wu Ting saw off Yuan Ji and Jiang Guo.

After arriving in the Raging Demon Realm, Yuanji had already learned the art of sword control, but he didn't have an immortal sword yet, so he had to share an immortal sword with Jiang Guo.

The two of them went down the mountain and went straight to Yanzhou. Yuanji glanced at the letters in his hands from four years ago, and asked the old woman at the jewelry stall in front of him: "How can I get to Yicha Village?"

"Just go to Xizhi Street. The teahouse is busy with business. You can see it at a glance." The old woman turned to Jiang Guo and smiled brightly. "Girl, you have good eyesight. This is a red bean hairpin. It is unique in style. It will look good on you, who is so pretty."

"

"Red bean hairpin?" Jiang Guo held the hairpin, looked at it, and said disdainfully, "My daughter's stuff."

"I bought it." Yuan Ji took out the money and threw it on the stall table, "Senior sister, let's go."

Jiang Guo was stunned for a moment, but before she could recover, Yuan Ji pulled her sleeves and robe towards Xizhi Street. She clutched the red bean hairpin and looked at Yuan Ji's back, a quiet blush suddenly appeared on her face.

The two arrived at Yi Tea House. The building was crowded with people and the seats were full. There was a piano on the stage, and a singer was sitting upright playing the piano and singing a cappella.

"The yellow sand is thousands of miles away...the soldiers are like a sea...the weapons hunt and reflect the waning moon..."

The final sound lingered, and the iron-blooded murderous intention stopped. The drums slowly retreated, and the whole place was silent. Only the fierce breathing of the tea guests could be heard.

After a moment, thunderous applause was heard, and tea drinkers everywhere were full of praise.

The waiter led the two of them into the private room, and soon brought candied melon seeds and other dry goods. The waiter poured tea and said a few words in Yuan Ji's ear. He then greeted Jiang Guo and followed the waiter in.

Another private room.

"This song has been sung in the teahouse for six years." Lu Bupin looked out the window with his back on his back, "and you have been late for four years."

When Yuanji saw Lu Bupin, he immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed his head in salute: "Yuanji, meet Mr. Lu."

"I heard that you entered Kaiyuan Valley." Lu Bupin stood up and looked at the mansion at the end of the street, "That's very good."

"Yuanji has received Mr. Lu's letter." Yuanji stood up and put the letter on the table, "What should Yuanji do next?"

What to do next? Protect the lady. What's the next step? Kill the people who endanger the lady and the general. The next step, the next step, the next step, Yuanji looked at Lu Bupin and kept repeating it in his heart.

Who should I kill next?

Lu Bupin finally turned around and said: "Yanzhou Mujiang Zimo is in prison. This man cannot die and must be saved. The person who delivers the letter is the key, but this man has been replaced by Pang Boyi and is an abandoned son."

"Na Tingwei..." Yuan Ji's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Can't kill." Lu Bupin lit the candle on the table, "Since you have entered the Kaiyuan Valley, you know that ascetics are not allowed to kill mortals indiscriminately. This is an iron rule. From now on, you must yourself

Think about it and take the next step according to what the letter says."

He picked up the slightly wrinkled piece of paper, and as his eyes swept, he gradually understood the follow-up plan.

The letter records in detail a person's name, place of origin, family, from birth to upbringing, and the important parts in detail. What Yuanji wants to do is to make a person who refuses to admit himself acknowledge himself.

He put a corner into the candle and lit it, and the letter gradually burned.

Yuanji stared at the letter he had read repeatedly over the past four years, and replied sternly: "Yuanji, take the order."

The letter paper gradually turned yellow and black, and the last writing as sharp as a sword remained on the flame-covered page.

'My lady is fine, I will take revenge in this life.'

…

"The three imperial officers went south to Yanzhou this time not to kill Jiang Zimo." Lu Bupin extinguished the candle and said, "Yanzhou has floods all the year round. If it weren't for Jiang Zimo, Yanzhou would have become a land of marshes. All the people here would be flooded."

The people are grateful to him. He is a great talent and a thorn in Da Sikong's side. However, he is old and rickety, and I don't know how long this Dingze real pine can stand proudly."

Yuan Ji raised his eyes and said, "Why did Tingwei come to Yanzhou in such a big way to kill him?"

"Yanzhou is the center of the Jiangnan area. It is mountainous and has large rivers in front and behind. It can be said to be a misty Jiangnan. Silk, tobacco, and tea are the main livelihoods of the people here, but frequent floods have caused prices to drop," he said.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's poverty." Lu Bupin lifted his robe and sat down, "What do you think if a dock is built here for cargo ships to trade?"

Yuanji's reaction was electric, and he immediately said: "It's a barren land with low prices. If foreign merchants trade currency, Yanzhou will definitely become a rich shipping land in Kyushu!"

"Yes, Emperor Jingcheng was licentious. Although Pang Boyi was under one man in Chongdu, he had no military power. The Taiwei Party had a large number of soldiers. If Pang Boyi wanted to compete with him, he couldn't just control a puppet emperor. He needed to

Silver, and Yanzhou is undoubtedly a mountain of gold for him."

Lu Bupin stroked his short beard and continued.

"The Jiang family is a prominent family in Yanzhou. If Pang Boyi captures Jiang Zimo and builds a port in Yanzhou, the balance of power in Chongdu will be completely broken. Do you understand?"

"Then this letter case is an opportunity for Pang Boyi. Jiang Zimo has no backing inside and outside, so he is bound to be unable to resist." Seeing Lu Bupin raise his arms, Yuan Ji stood up and sat down, "But the people in Yanzhou have great trust in Jiang Zimo, and Pang Boyi doesn't

He likes to use force, so he wants to draw fire from the bottom of the cauldron and make Jiang Zimo surrender."

"If Jiang Zimo escapes safely from this matter, I have an explanation for the prince and the young lady." Lu Bupin saw that the young man had grown up now, and his expression was quite gratifying, "Now it is the young lady who is being hunted on the wanted notice in Jiuzhou.

You have grown up and your appearance has changed a lot. No one will trace you. Save Jiang Zimo, and he will be the key to your honest entry into Chongdu and the investigation of the prince's affair with the bandits!"

Yuanji stood up, bowed, and said solemnly: "Yuanji, I understand."

Lu Bupin pressed the edge of the table with his palm and asked: "Yuanji, do you still remember the sword and how to use it?"

"Seal the throat with one sword." Yuan Ji said in a condensed voice, "The blood will leave no trace."

"Being in the center of power is like being in the turbulent waves." Lu Bupin poured the tea and raised the cup to his lips, "You must hold the sword tightly and remember your identity."

You are a dead soldier.

This is a silent warning and a fate that can never be escaped.

Yuan Ji stared at Lu Bupin, and the coldness that had been hidden for four years came out of his heart again. He clenched his fists, regained his previous indifference, and bowed respectfully.

Then he left the private room and went downstairs with Jiang Guo. The waiter whispered a lot to Yuan Ji before leaving, and then bent down to salute, his head almost touching Yuan Ji's abdomen. But at this moment, Yuan Ji's hand suddenly

There is one more note.

"The shopkeeper gave the order." The waiter smiled warmly and pointed to the mansion at the end of the street, "Young master, you can find the person you are looking for by going over there."
Chapter completed!