In the dark room of the antique shop on North Street, the spring light is infinitely beautiful, and the flowers are blooming at the right time.
Jiang Yuezhong was sweating profusely, but his whole body was shaking as he was being served by the woman below him, and he was in ecstasy.
His old big hands stroked Hongyu's thick black hair, and he couldn't help but think of a poem by Su Shi, the great poet of the Song Dynasty.
"The eighteenth bride is eighty years old, with pale hair and red makeup. The mandarin ducks spend the night in pairs, with a pear blossom pressing against the begonia."
It is a humorous poem written by Su Dongpo who laughed at his friend Zhang Xian for marrying an 18-year-old concubine when he was 80 years old.
Jiang Yuezhong is now a few years younger than Zhang Xian. On the other hand, although Hongyu is not exactly eighteen years old, how can his charming charm be compared to that of ordinary young girls?
The joy in this is really difficult to describe to outsiders.
Therefore, Jiang Yue was completely satisfied, truly as happy as a god, and never wanted to leave.
"Well, turn the air conditioner down, it's going to overheat me to death."
Under the soft blanket, Red Fish's charming and crimson face was revealed. With a hint of dissatisfaction, he pinched the enjoying old man hard.
Jiang Yuezhong grinned and went to get the air conditioner remote control, and asked casually: "Have you seen the spies Chen Xuanjun placed in Kunlun?"
"What do you look like, how old are you? Are you a direct disciple or someone else?"
"How do they communicate with each other and how often do they communicate?"
Red Fish lay tiredly on the old Taoist priest's saggy belly, sticking out his tongue cutely and saying: "I only know that he is nicknamed Qingyang, and he was retrieved by Fourth Master in the same group as the Tengu."
"The undercover agent deployed thirteen years ago has always been contacted by the Fourth Master alone."
"I have never met him, and I haven't found any information about him."
"Besides, I only came to the Chen family ten years ago. You followed the fourth master earlier than me. I should ask you this question."
Jiang Yuezhong said ashamedly: "I didn't know he had done these things."
The red fish mocked: "Besides wanting to eat me every day, what else do you know?"
"You claim to be the seventh master of China, bah, you just talk about being awesome."
Jiang Yuezhong pressed the remote control and said: "Think of a way to find this person. He will be of great use to us."
Hongyu showed a look of embarrassment, shook his head slightly and said: "It's difficult, Chen Xuanjun is suspicious by nature, and his personal trump cards are well hidden."
"He doesn't say anything, doesn't mention things, and doesn't want us to know. There's basically no hope."
"Take this time the evil python transformed into a dragon. The nine luck lotuses are yours to keep and are planted in my body. Under this premise, you didn't even notice his movements. Do you think you have a pig brain?"
Red Fish said angrily: "Wouldn't it be better to use your energy in bed and focus on business?"
The old Taoist priest couldn't lift his head after being scolded, and responded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Don't worry, don't worry, from today on, I will keep an eye on the Chen family mansion."
"I promise I won't be fooling around again, really, trust me."
He swore to Red Fish with a serious look on his face: "As long as you obey, I will definitely push you to the position of the Lord of China."
Red Fish wrapped himself in a blanket and slept aside. He leaned on the old Taoist priest's chest and said, "Actually, after I boarded your pirate ship, I secretly checked on the guy named Qingyang."
"Including the Tengu, I've also tried to find out."
"According to Tengu's recollection, Chen Xuanjun brought back many boys and girls who were about the same age."
"The six people with the best abilities were sent to the six major powers respectively, and the remaining people were placed in the top ten wealthy families in Kyoto."
"It seems that the only ones who have succeeded in the Six Meridians are Kunlun's Green Sheep and Xuanmen's White Lion."
"Of course, I don't know if any of the top ten families have successful undercover agents."
Jiang Yuezhong thought deeply: "I have already read the list of Kunlun disciples you gave me."
"Logically speaking, Du Qingyang, who is under Tang Jingyue's sect, is the most suspicious."
"Qingyang's translation of Qingyang is really suspicious."
"But because the suspicion is the highest, I don't think he is an undercover agent."
"Think about it, with Chen Xuanjun's cautious temperament, would he let his undercover agent change his name with the same sound as this?"
"The possibility is extremely small or even impossible."
Jiang Yuezhong asserted: "As for the inner disciples of Kunlun, there are too many of them. I haven't found anything concrete yet, so I have to take my time."
Hongyu asked: "According to what you say, the spies I arranged to guard Du Qingyang can close the net?"
