Qin Wuyang’s idea is not bad, but it depends on who is used and what the consequences will be.
Based on past intelligence and a brief contact not long ago, the Six-Fingered Black Man can basically confirm that Gu Xunai is hard to say whether he likes to stir up trouble or not, but he must be a master who will retaliate and is not easy to deceive. No matter what tricks are used to deal with him, he will be
It's easy to self-defeat yourself and reap the consequences.
It can range from losing money and eliminating disaster, to leading to loss of life and death. It is most likely to be a combination of both.
As far as the contact just now was concerned, he felt that the relationship between the two parties was okay and there was no need to rush to provoke him for the time being. He immediately raised his hand to signal Qin Wuyang not to continue talking.
"Okay, Wuyang, forget this idea. No matter what, the Mo family can't attack Gu Xun first, he is too dangerous!"
Qin Wuyang was not a pure fool. He just made a suggestion that he thought was useful. When he saw the boss's serious tone of refusal, he did not persist.
Jing Ke clutched the wine pot and asked sideways, "Then, big man, what should we do?"
"Let's keep a close eye on him for the time being. Gu Xun may be restless, but... the possibility of harming General Li Mu is unlikely. We can only take one step at a time and wait and see."
After the Six-fingered Black Man finished talking about Gu Xun, he asked them both about others: "What's going on over there with Gongzi Jia?"
The news about Gongzi Jia will be sent secretly this morning, but he will not be in the stronghold at that time, so it will naturally be received by Jing and Ke.
After Qin Wuyang and Jing Ke looked at each other, Qin Wuyang told him, "Gongzi Jia was severely punished by Zhao Wangqian because he left the capital without authorization before. However, because the Zhao royal family was protecting him, and our people
He helped, but in the end he was punished by being shut up for half a year, and at the same time he was under strict supervision."
The six-fingered black man nodded slightly, probably very satisfied with the result, "It's good that Mr. Jia doesn't have to worry about his life for the time being."
In fact, Young Master Jiahui was easily caught by Li Mu, and the Mo family secretly provided help.
For the Mohist family, if Gongzi Jia blindly defected, it would be of no value. No matter what Zhao Wangqian did, if Gongzi Jia fled first, he would be a rebellious official and a traitor, and would not serve the cause of justice.
As for whether such calculations against others are against the rules of the Mo family... Haha, the Six-fingered Black Man feels that his kindness is not so overflowing that he has to consider even a member of the royal family.
Zhao Wangqian is not a good person, and Gongzi Jia is just a little better than him. He is neither wise nor martial, nor is he unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness. He is just a tall man among short men.
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In the east of Handan City, on the dilapidated and chaotic streets, Gu Xun and Yan Lingji were walking side by side. The eyes of passers-by were focused on them, mainly on Yan Lingji.
Gu Xun was wearing a close-fitting white undershirt with a white hoodie on the outside, while Yan Lingji was wearing a dark red cool long skirt, with a pair of snow-white arms exposed, and her slender and plump long legs moved with her steps.
Hide and appear.
The two of them walked in the most chaotic place in Handan City, but they did not encounter any blind hoodlums who planned to rob money and sex. The main reason was because of Yan Lingji's clothes.
It was already late autumn, close to winter, and the temperature in Handan was not too low. Ordinary people would at least wear a thick gown to cover their whole body, but Yan Lingji was wearing a summer dress, and she could move freely and looked natural. She was obviously good at it.
He is not an easy person to mess with if he has internal strength and responsibility.
The more you work at the bottom, the more discerning you have to be.
Of course, just because these little miscellaneous soldiers dare not provoke them does not mean that everyone in Dongcheng District does not dare to provoke them.
"Shopkeeper, are all the things you just talked about with that Mohist giant true?" Yan Lingji turned her head and looked up at the profile of Gu Xun, who was slightly taller than her, and asked in a curious tone.
"How do I know?" Gu Xun spread his hands and replied helplessly, "For now, just listen to myths and legends."
"If it's fake, then isn't your hard work in vain?" Yan Lingji rolled her eyes at him charmingly, looking down on his attitude of letting everything happen.
"No, there are always some that are useful." Gu Xun replied casually while looking at the surrounding environment, "What the Six-fingered Black Man said is not much false, but it is just a lot concealed."
"Is it possible that Canglong Qisu is really handed down from such a long time ago?" Even with Yan Lingji's jumping and charming, her tone when she said this was unconsciously solemn and admiring. p>
Things in this world are rare if they can be passed down for thousands of years, let alone tens of thousands of years?
"It's very possible." Gu Xun agreed casually, but he was also pondering unconsciously due to Yan Lingji's question.
After reading the volume "Cang Long", he originally suspected that Canglong Qisu might be left behind by the Yellow Emperor, but the Six-Fingered Black Man's words pushed its origin back at least tens of thousands of years.
Fuxi is the child of Suiren. Human beings have just learned how to drill wood to make fire... Gu Xun can't even imagine how many years ago it was.
If it is true, is it possible that there are really gods in this world?
This is a bit out of line... The key is that I don't know what the god of the martial arts world is exactly? Maybe he should find someone to keep an eye on the Western Region...
He is not worried that Canglong Qisu will eventually cause something devastating, it is unlikely.
Gu Xun felt that his strength had almost reached the ceiling of this world. If he were stronger... he might have to travel through time again. Canglong Qisu should also respect this basic rule.
While chatting and thinking like this, the two of them gradually went deeper into Dongcheng District.
This is indeed the oldest place in Handan City. Both the houses and the streets have a sense of desolation. The short houses and broken walls give people a sense of disrepair at first glance. The only better ones are the main roads.
, the construction is consistent with other places in the city, neat and smooth.
Although it is said to be shabby here, there is no shortage of everything that should be there. Restaurants and hotels are two essential shops that can be seen here sporadically. Occasionally, you can also see hidden gambling houses and brothels.
Of course, the quality of the brothels here is actually exaggerated to say that they are brothels. Serious brothels are more stylish, but here... they are just for venting physiological needs.
And around these places that are not so legal, there are usually a group of martial arts practitioners armed with weapons, who are obviously responsible for protection.
"Is this place really suitable for practicing medicine?" Yan Lingji walked along and didn't miss anything that needed to be observed. She couldn't help but ask, "If we set up a stall here for consultation, I'm afraid ordinary people wouldn't dare to come and see the shopkeeper.
You see a doctor."
"It's really not very suitable, but this is the effect I want." Gu Xun lowered his head and smiled at Yan Lingji, "It's also a screening. After all, I can't cure everyone. Medicine can't cure diseases. Buddha
... If I am destined to meet someone who refuses to come here to come to me for medical treatment, then it is a missed opportunity."