Tang Huayi's face turned slightly red and she was slightly drunk.
He hugged Jiang Ran's arm and leaned against him, closing his eyes.
Jiang Ran glanced at her and shook his head slightly:
"Are you pretending to be crazy under the influence of alcohol and deliberately taking advantage of me, or are you really too drunk?"
"What advantage do you have that I can take advantage of..."
"Don't move. I'm going to allow you to secretly be happy in your heart for a while. Just for a while, my sister won't be angry."
A smile appeared at the corner of Tang Huayi's mouth, and his breathing gradually became calmer.
Jiang Ran was speechless for a while, turned back, pushed open the window of the carriage, and looked at the scenery speeding by on the street, with a faint thought in his eyes.
The carriage did not move covertly, nor did it leave Changqing Mansion.
After wandering around for only a moment, we came to a courtyard.
Jiang Ran looked out of the window and saw a plaque hanging on the door, which read: Qingshan Villa.
"Young Master Jiang, we are here."
The man's voice came from outside the carriage.
Jiang Ran pinched Tang Huayi's face gently.
Tang Huayi yawned and opened her eyes:
"Are you here?"
"Well, let's get out of the car."
Jiang Ran and Tang Huayi got off the carriage one after another and saw the young people from Baizhen Club standing on one side.
The man at the head was smiling, Jiang Ran gently cupped his fists:
"It's funny."
"I don't dare. Please follow me, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."
The man stretched out his arms as a guide.
Jiang Ran nodded, then led Tang Huayi to follow the man into the Qingshan Villa.
Baizhenhui Cai is so powerful that the layout of this Qingshan Villa is naturally unusual.
From time to time, you can see strange flowers and plants, and there are also rare treasures that are just like ordinary furnishings, put aside to gather dust.
The layout of the courtyard is more stylish, row upon row, well-proportioned, each step leads to a beautiful scene.
Along the way, Jiang Ran felt that his mind had broadened a lot as he took in the beautiful scenery.
Not long after going deeper, I heard the sound of a piano.
The sound of the piano is melodious and eloquent, as if someone is whispering in the ear, speaking lightly of sorrow.
A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Ran's mouth. As the young man turned a corner, he looked forward and saw a small lake in the courtyard.
There is a pavilion in front of the lake.
There was a woman in the pavilion, burying her head in front of the case, playing the strings and playing the harp with the smoke curling up.
This woman is dressed in white, her skirts are spread out in the pavilion, and her long hair is dancing slightly with the breeze by the lake.
A simple and elegant face with a delicate and gorgeous face, but without a trace of smile.
Her eyebrows are the most special. They are thin and long, like willow leaves but not curved enough. They are faintly sharp. Under the eyebrows are a pair of red and phoenix eyes. The corners of the eyes are long and narrow, reflecting the coldness in the indifference.
This appearance has nothing to do with the little 'melancholy' in the sound of the piano.
Jiang Ran had heard Mr. Da mention it before.
The whereabouts of Yan Wushuang, the vice-president of the Baizhen Society, is a mystery, but now it seems that he has arrived at Changqing Mansion to wait for him at some unknown time.
At this time, the sound of the piano has changed from melodious to high-pitched, and the strings are shaking rapidly, as if it is extremely critical.
Jiang Ran was about to follow the young man, but saw that the young man's expression suddenly changed.
Taking a sudden step forward, his figure was like a shooting star crossing the dark night, and the starlight suddenly disappeared into the distance.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to want to attack the woman in the pavilion.
But at this moment, a loud explosion came from the lake, water columns suddenly rose into the sky, a man in black flicked his hands, and two sharp edges whizzed directly towards the woman in the pavilion.
Just listen to two "ding ding" sounds.
The man who looked like a shooting star had already drawn two swords, and the two flying knives were immediately knocked out.
Following the young man's feet, he turned the long sword in his hand and pointed it straight at the man's throat.
The man in black made a mistake with his hands, as if he wanted to make a boy worship Guanyin and block his sword.
It's just that the speed of this sword was faster than he expected.
The moment he held the sword between his hands, the sword had already penetrated his throat.
Seeing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and was about to draw his sword when he saw a flash of crazy joy flash in the eyes of the man in black.
My heart suddenly thumped, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
Turning around suddenly:
"Protect the leader!!"
These four words seem a bit confusing.
The assassin showed up and was already killed, so why should we protect the leader?
Just this moment is already a step too late.
I saw a figure silently arriving behind the woman.
With a sweep of the sharp edge in his hand, he was about to chop off her head.
But now, this woman is still playing the piano.
It was as if he didn't care about everything around him.
Jiang Ran folded his arms and watched quietly, without any intention of taking action.
If this woman is really Yan Wushuang.
She really died in such a sneak attack under such circumstances.
There seems to be no need for such people.
Seeing Jiang Ran's indifference and ruthlessness, turning a blind eye to this beautiful girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, Tang Huayi beamed with joy for a moment.
Perhaps the smile was so conspicuous that the women in the pavilion couldn't help but glance at her.
The next moment, the woman suddenly picked up a string and loosened it, making a buzzing sound. The blade that had reached the side of her neck immediately paused slightly.
This knife actually couldn't fall down.
The woman didn't look back, she just gently raised the strings, and there was another buzzing sound.
The man behind him suddenly screamed, and the dagger in his hand almost fell out of control.
"Sound skills?"
Now that things have come to this, he doesn't know that it's not because the woman in front of him is too proud, but because she is really confident!
Where can I dare to stop at this point in my mind? As soon as my body swayed, I no longer cared about the opportunity that my companion had given his life for, and wanted to run away.
"Where to go!?"
The young people in front of Baizhenhui took a step forward at the same time, unsheathed their long swords, and tapped the large points on this person's body.
But he didn't expect that this assassin's martial arts skills were extremely high, and his movement skills were even more bizarre.
With a single sword in his hand, he turned his body like a top. In just one tumbling motion, he broke into the group of young people from the Baizhen Club.
Wherever the short sword was directed, a series of muffled sounds suddenly came out.
These young people were completely helpless and collapsed at the first touch.
I saw the assassin sway, squatting on the ground, and turned back to look at the woman:
"As expected of Yan Wushuang, but today's work is not over yet. Yan will be the first to go. From now on, you'd better keep one eye open when sleeping!!"
Having said this, he turned around and flew away.
But he saw a man and a woman standing on the road he was leaving. He immediately swiped the short knife in his hand:
"die!"
The blade pointed at the throats of these two people quietly stopped after the word 'death' was spoken.
It stopped in front of Jiang Ran's throat, three inches away.
Jiang Ran took it between his two fingers.
The assassin's expression changed, and the energy inside his body was running subconsciously. He tried his best to take the dagger back, but the weapon seemed to be welded to Jiang Ran's fingertips and could not be shaken at all.
Even the woman in the pavilion flashed her eyes slightly when she saw this scene.
She had just dealt with this assassin, and it seemed quite easy.
But it also occupies a situation where there is calculation but no intention.
In fact, this assassin's martial arts are not weak. Otherwise, no matter how useless these young people in the Baizhen Society are, they will not collapse at the first touch.
I just didn't expect that this assassin, who was not weak in martial arts, would be grabbed by Jiang Ran's blade and couldn't even pull it back.
"Who do you want dead?"
Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly.
This man had attacked others before, but Jiang Ran didn't intend to pay attention to him.
After all, this is Baizhenhui's territory, and it's not his turn for an outsider to take over.
But just because he and Tang Huayi were in his way, he wanted to kill people to seize his way... then this was a wrong calculation.
The moment he drew the sword, Jiang Ran used Kun Zi Thirteen Crazy Devil's Claws.
After holding on to the single sword, he started to use the Barbaric Dragon Power.
With Jiang Ran's current inner strength, he was able to use his Barbaric Dragon Power, which was simply brutal... The assassin tried his best, and the veins on his forehead were about to bleed, but there was nothing he could do.
Seeing him wanting his knife back so much, Jiang Ran sighed and let go.
The man tried his best to grab the knife back, but Jiang Ran let go of his hand unprepared, and his entire strength suddenly fell into the empty space. He heard a bang, he pulled back with both hands, and the handle of the knife directly hit his chest.
Driven by this force, the whole person flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.
When he wanted to stand up again, he heard a few swishes and the sword bounced up and was placed on his neck.
Seeing this, the assassin was stunned for a moment, but without any hesitation, he suddenly hit the sword on his neck.
A streak of blood suddenly appeared on his neck.
His whole body turned over and he died on the spot.
"You are so obsessed with the knife, but you don't take your own life very lightly."
Tang Huayi tilted his head and glanced:
"He's a swordsman."
"...Not all swordsmen are like this."
Jiang Ran felt that he should clear up the swordsman's name.
"What does a swordsman look like?
"Aren't they all the cold-blooded ones who draw their swords and chop at the slightest disagreement?
"A madman who doesn't care about anything other than victory or defeat and the sword?
"Even if you are poisoned, seriously injured, and dying, you still have to rush to compete with your opponent.
"In the end, he was defeated at the hands of the opponent and was dying. The opponent was shocked to realize that he was poisoned, and he was unable to defeat him.
"I feel that the other party is a real swordsman..."
Tang Huayi kept telling the story without knowing which storybook he read it from.
Jiang Ran curled his lips: "Sooner or later, I'll sew your mouth shut."
"Thank you, Young Master Jiang, for taking action, otherwise, this beast would have escaped."
The young man who was the leader earlier had already turned back and came to Jiang Ran, clasping his hands to express his gratitude.
Jiang Ran waved his hand:
"I have no right to interfere in the affairs of the Baizhen Society, let alone overstep my authority.
"It's just that this person was running towards me and wanted to kill me. He was a little confused, so he took the risk.
"But I don't know whose assassin this is, why are you so confused?"
"This...I don't even know."
The young man smiled bitterly:
"The vice president came to Changqing Mansion, and he had to face five or six assassinations in one day.
"As of now, we have stopped tracing the source...
"Young Master Jiang and this girl, come with me quickly."
"No need."
A cold female voice came from behind him.
As soon as he turned around, he saw that the woman playing the piano in the pavilion had arrived, and he immediately bowed:
"See Vice Chairman."
"Get up."
Yan Wushuang waved her hands slightly:
"The people under my hands still have to grind."
"yes."
The young man nodded, looked back at the young people around him, and sighed softly.
The performance of these people just now was really disappointing.
"Made Young Master Jiang laugh."
At this time, Yan Wushuang cupped his fists and raised his hands to Jiang Ran:
"I have taken the liberty of inviting Young Master Jiang to come and get together. Please don't be offended by Young Master Jiang.
"My Majesty Yan Wushuang, I have long admired Young Master Jiang's reputation as the Amazing Sword, so I am taking the liberty to invite you.
"When I met him today, it turns out that it is better to meet him than to be famous. Young Master Jiang is indeed a hero."
Jiang Ran smiled when he heard this:
"Yan Huishou has received a lot of praise. I am just new to the world and have a little reputation. It is only because of the support of my friends in the world.
"On the contrary, Yan Huishou's reputation is truly astonishing."
Tang Huayi glanced at these two people, frowned slightly, and suddenly smiled:
"Yan Huishou came to us this time, I'm afraid it's not just for a meeting, right?
"But for Jiaoweiqin?"
When Yan Wushuang heard this, he glanced at Tang Huayi and said with some surprise:
"My friends around Jiang Shaoxia have heard a bit about it.
"I have long heard that the eldest lady of Red Maple Villa is Jiang Shaoxia's confidante.
"I have also heard that the Shuiyue Sword Sect's Soft Water Sword has a close relationship with Jiang Shaoxia...
"But you don't know who this girl is?"
This question is not easy to answer.
It's hard for Tang Huayi to say that she is his sister-in-law... After all, if the demon sect is involved, it will definitely not be a good thing for Jiang Ran.
For the sake of Jiang Ran's reputation, he must not be involved with the Demon Cult under any circumstances.
This was also one of the reasons why everyone from the Tang family left that day.
When I was in trouble, I heard Jiang Ran laugh and say:
"This is a child from a friend's family. He doesn't serve his parents well at home and runs out to make a career in the world.
"I didn't expect that I would be caught in Changqing Mansion...
"After the matter in Changqing Mansion is over, we have to return her to her parents."
"..."
Tang Huayi almost wanted to bite someone.
"I see."
Yan Wushuang smiled and did not get to the bottom of it:
"But what this girl said is actually right. This invitation is indeed for Jiao Weiqin.
"Jiang Shaoxia, I have prepared some fruit snacks. Please take a seat and enjoy tea. Can we talk in detail?"
"please."
Take care of what you have come, Baizhen will make it clear that the carriage and horse have a clear goal, but it is better than people like Benleitang who use their methods secretly.
Arriving at the pavilion, the two parties took their seats respectively.
Yan Wushuang clapped her hands gently, as if someone came to her with a tray.
There was a wine bottle on the tray. Yan Wushuang took it with both hands and said with a smile:
"I have long heard that Jiang Shaoxia never drinks and is not happy, and he is a powerful man who drinks well.
"I'm a businessman, and I always like to do what others like.
"Does Young Master Jiang still like the indulgence on the carriage?"
“It is indeed a good wine.”
Jiang Ran nodded and patted his wine gourd again: "So I put it in and plan to taste it slowly when I go back."
"Of course it's good."
Yan Wushuang chuckled and nodded, then poured Jiang Ran another glass:
"This pot also comes from Qianyun Villa and is named [Gao Ge].
“First taste and indulge, then taste and sing.
"Singing while drunk, what is life like?"
Jiang Ran smiled hoarsely, picked up the wine glass, smelled it first, then tasted it, and finally drank it all:
“The intention comes first, the singing comes later.
"Well...it actually makes my heart feel happy, and it's really an endless aftertaste."
"As long as Young Master Jiang likes it."
Yan Wushuang said: "Some time ago, I just brought three hundred kilograms of each of these two kinds of wine from Qianyun Villa. When Young Master Jiang leaves later, I can take them all away."
"Six hundred pounds in total?"
Although Jiang Ran forced himself to endure it, his eyes couldn't help but shine.
He could make a wine pool and soak himself in these 600 kilograms of fine wine.
Moreover, both kinds of wine are very expensive...a small pot can cost two hundred taels.
This pot was full of half a kilogram of wine.
So these six hundred kilograms amount to more than two hundred thousand taels of silver at least.
Jiang Ran always felt that he was very wealthy and that all his baggage was filled with money.
But compared with Yan Wushuang, I instantly felt impoverished.
He smiled bitterly:
"Yan Huishou is indeed good at catering to others...
"It's really hard to let go."
Yan Wushuang smiled when he heard this:
"Young Master Jiang, you also know the legend of Jiao Weiqin.
"I think there is no use for this piano in your hands.
“You can’t play with bullets, you can’t throw them, and they always cause trouble.
“If you don’t eat something like this and drink it if you don’t want to drink it, why should you keep it with you?”
"Then if the Jiaowei Qin is handed over to Baizhenhui, how will you handle it?"
Jiang Ran picked up the wine bottle and poured himself another glass.
Yan Wushuang said softly:
"Of course I am looking for a way to unlock the secret of this piano."
Jiang Ran smiled:
"The Jiaowei Qin is one of the Twelve Heavenly Skills and possesses great power.
"If the secret can be unlocked...this six hundred kilograms of fine wine, I'm afraid it can't be compared with it, right?"
"So, I also prepared several other gifts for Young Master Jiang."
Yan Wushuang said and clapped his hands gently.
Suddenly, someone came over carrying trays covered with red cloth.
There are three things before and after.
There are big and small, with different shapes, hidden in the red cloth, it is hard to tell what they are.
When these people came, they did not put down their things, but lined up in a row.
Yan Wushuang stood up, walked to the first treasure, reached out and lifted the red cloth on it, and said with a smile:
"Young Master Jiang, let's see."
Jiang Ran looked up and saw that under the red cloth, there was a gourd.
The whole body is purple gold, the belly is very crooked, and a red polyester jade string is tied in the middle. It looks very extraordinary.
"This is?"
Jiang Ran gave Yan Wushuang a strange look.
Yan Wushuang took the gourd in his hand and chuckled:
"This object is called the Purple Jade Gourd. It is a rare treasure and is also known as the best wine vessel in the world."
"Purple jade gourd?"
Tang Huayi was surprised: "This thing really exists?"
"you know?"
Jiang Ran looked at Tang Huayi in surprise.
Tang Huayi nodded:
“It is recorded in the Book of Rare Treasures that the purple jade gourd can turn clear water into fine wine, and ordinary wine into aged fine wine.
"It's just that this legend is too bizarre, so I have always regarded it as just speculation.
"I didn't expect that Baizhen would be so capable and be able to find something that makes drunkards all over the world go crazy."
Yan Wushuang smiled slightly:
"The girl is knowledgeable and admirable."
After saying this, she first turned the gourd upside down to show that there was nothing inside, and then went to the lake and filled a gourd with water:
"What is so magical about this thing can only be understood in books. As the saying goes, it is better to see it than to hear it a hundred times. Young Master Jiang will see it for himself."
As she spoke, she opened a teacup, poured out the water from the gourd, and stretched out her arms to guide:
"please."
Jiang Ran was hesitant. He picked up the tea cup and brought it to his nose to smell it. His expression changed slightly and he glanced at Yan Wushuang with a strange expression:
"It seems...it's still lake water."
Yan Wushuang's originally confident smile suddenly froze slightly: