"You are always good at persuading people." Jiang Wang looked at the slight ripples in the water and asked, "Is the Captain of Beiya so good?"
"What are you thinking about?" Chong Xuansheng raised his hand and said in an exaggerated tone: "This is the most powerful position you can touch at this stage, and it is also the gateway to the real center of power in Qi. If you can become the Northern Powerhouse today,
Captain Yamen, one day God comes, you can directly join the Nine Soldiers and become a general. We will send you to the Autumn Killing Army. The next step is the Military Hall! Even taking charge of one of the three departments is not impossible, so the next step is
Zhengshitang! You actually asked me here, whether the captain of Beiya is that good?"
"Think about it Jiang Wang! This is the top six countries in the world, the overlord of the Eastern Region. You can get to the top as quickly as possible and share the supreme power in this world with those top people... This step starts from the north.
Lieutenant Yamen begins! You actually ask if it’s important or if it’s good?”
Looking at Chong Xuan Sheng, who was spitting all over the place, Jiang Wang remained silent for a while.
Then he said: "Oh?"
Chong Xuan Sheng glared angrily: "Are you imitating a goose today? Oh, non-stop!"
Jiang Wang smiled: "It seems to be really important."
Zhong Xuansheng's face was full of hatred: "It's good if you know!"
"Yeah, I know." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I'm going back to practice first. Remember to help me check on Gongsun Yu."
"Think clearly and control yourself!" Zhong Xuansheng shouted from behind: "Don't improve your cultivation too quickly. If you accidentally get a spiritual attack, you won't be able to become the captain of Bei Ya!"
Jiang Wang's back has disappeared, and I don't know if he heard it.
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As a famous scenic spot in Linzi, there are many mansions built at the foot of Xiashan Mountain for dignitaries.
Of course, Chongxuan Sheng is not the only one who picks places.
Jiang Wuxie, the master of Yangxin Palace, also has a separate courtyard here, and usually only comes to stay during the period when the "Fengxia Night" begins.
Everyone knows that His Highness the Ninth Prince is fond of beautiful women, delicious food, fine wine... He enjoys all food and pleasure, and never makes it difficult for himself.
He has a noble status, but he rarely stays in the Yangxin Palace. This is different from the other palace owners.
As far as Jiang Wuxie is concerned, although he is the master of the Yangxin Palace, he can decide all matters in the palace with one word. But the Yangxin Palace is also within the scope of the Qi Palace after all, so there are some rules that must be followed.
This is where the problem lies.
In comparison, Wen Yushui Pavilion is where he usually lives.
Almost everyone in Linzi knows it.
When Jiang Wang went to sea to rescue people, he always went directly to Wenyu Shuixie to negotiate terms with him, which can be seen from this.
However, Jiang Wuqi's mourning period has not been long, so it is obviously inappropriate for him, the elder brother, to still spend time in Wenyu Waterside Pavilion.
So during this period of time, I lived in this villa at the foot of Xia Mountain.
Needless to say, the layout is exquisite and the style is elegant.
Among all the other courtyards at the foot of Xia Mountain, this house is also one of the best.
At this moment, Jiang Wuxie was lying on a soft couch, her eyes slightly closed, and she was content. Her long hair was tied sideways with a hairpin, and she was only wearing a loose silk robe. Two beautiful maids were kneeling.
Sitting on both sides of the soft couch, one pinched his shoulders and the other beat his legs.
The jade hand travels in the mountains, and the warm fragrance plays in dreams.
I don't know what night it is today.
The soft couch stands on the very stylish terrace, and you can see the beautiful view of Xiashan Mountain from the side.
Of course, there are curtains all around. When they are lowered, it becomes a private space, and when they are raised, the sky becomes vast.
This terrace is unusually spacious, with potted flowers, caged birds, and a large water tank with water lilies. The flowering period has already passed, but it is still blooming brilliantly.
Not far in front of the soft couch, there is a harp.
The brackets support the ground, like a beautiful woman with her feet. The wood is smooth and has a jade-like luster.
After Xianqin, there is another beauty.
She has a slender figure, a graceful temperament, and average eyebrows. She is playing a piano solo.
Beautiful people and beautiful scenery, wonderful sounds are heard. The mountain breeze blows, so pleasant.
There is only one person wearing black clothes, half kneeling on the ground, which is an unharmonious color in this picture.
He supported his knees with his left hand, and stretched his right hand against the ground, expressing a kind of surrender. The raised veins on the back of his hand also described strength.
"You mean..." After enjoying it for a long time, Jiang Wuxie said slowly: "There is nothing wrong with Feng Gu's body?"
The beautiful piano sound stopped.
"I went to check it myself, and there is indeed no problem." The man in black, half-kneeling on the ground, said, "Beiya is not just for people who live in poverty."
"How come... um... there is no problem at all?" Under the beautiful maid's gentle pressure, Jiang Wuxie's voice was erratic: "It shouldn't be..."
"It really shouldn't be." The man in black said, "But now it's too late to do anything."
"Don't do anything." Jiang Wuxie frowned slightly: "Why do you want to do something? To add unnecessary fuss at this time is to be incredibly stupid. We just need the truth...the truth, do you understand?"
"Understood." The man in black said.
"Qi Song, I hope you really understand." Jiang Wuxie said.
The man in black named Qi Song lowered his head: "Being humble means you really understand."
"So..." Jiang Wuxie asked, "Who asked you to go to Beiya in person?"
"I humbly thought that... I would not be discovered."
"What do you think?" Jiang Wuxie opened his eyes, with undisguised dissatisfaction in his soft eyes: "You think Beiya is your backyard, you think Jiang Qingyang is just a common man with no fighting ability...
You think you are laughing at them, but you don’t know that you are being laughed at!”
"Do you know?" Jiang Wuxie asked, "Zheng Shi has already found you, and it was Gu who stopped him?"
"Gu can only tell him that this matter was directed by Gu, and Gu intends to supervise the case... A person who is watching the fire from the other side has to go and put out the fire now. Qi Song, what do you think?"
"I am humble enough to realize my mistake," Qi Song said.
Jiang Wuxie turned over without even looking at him. The thin silk nightgown vaguely revealed his perfect muscle lines.
But his face above the nightgown was delicate and feminine.
The two beautiful maids who were squeezing their shoulders and beating their legs quietly stepped away, one behind him and the other to his right.
The Master of Yangxin Palace just sat on the side of the soft couch, facing the scenery on Xia Mountain.
Qi Song was half-kneeling behind and to his left.
"Everyone makes mistakes, so Gu will forgive you once." Jiang Wuxie said: "Now that you are done with it, you are responsible for finding out the truth, and also take good care of those people in Beiya. Speaking of which, Gu cares about the eleventh brother, That’s what it should be.”
"Yes." Qi Song responded respectfully.
"But I don't need the truth, do you understand?"
"I understand." Qi Song thought for a moment and then asked softly: "Your Highness, after finding the truth, who should I hand it over to?"
He seemed to really understand.
Don't be afraid of being stupid, just be afraid of being smart.
Jiang Wuxie looked at the distant mountains and said softly: "Zheng Shangming has another loyal dog ear, and Lin Youxie's future is limited. Try your best to help Jiang Qingyang get promoted. After all, he is being favored, and only he can make this matter a big deal." "
"Understood." Qi Song bowed solemnly, then stood up and left.
It is already the winter moon, and the red maples are withering.
At this time, Xiashan Mountain was bare and there was nothing interesting to see.
But Jiang Wuxie looked at it very seriously.
That face that was too delicate didn't have much expression.
"Why did the sound of the piano stop?" he asked suddenly.
The beauty playing the piano said: "If Your Highness cannot listen with your heart, it should not play."
"Don't you pay enough attention to yourself?"
"His Royal Highness was busy suppressing murderous intentions just now. How could he have the time to listen to the piano?"
Jiang Wuxie's eyes were filled with a smile: "Sese, if you are too smart, you will be in big trouble."
The woman named Wu Se flicked the strings with her tail finger.
Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong.
He said softly: "Isn't your highness a big trouble for me?"
"You're right!" Jiang Wuxie laughed, but still looked at Xia Shan.
People see a prosperous scene, he sees a broken scene.
"It's a pity that the beauty in the world, like beauty, fades easily..."
He sighed and suddenly said: "I want to play with a gun!"
So he stepped off the soft couch and made a move.
A bright red spear fell into the palm of his hand.
He just held the bright red spear upside down, walked directly through the air, and walked towards the Xia Mountain.
The black and gold silk nightgown reflects the light,
At that time, there were no flying shadows all over the mountains, and there was only the afterglow of the setting sun.
People and guns are both beautiful.
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There are thousands of kinds of people in the world.
There are princes like Jiang Wuxie who always run out of the palace, and there are princes like Jiang Wuhua who are almost imprisoned in Changle Palace and never leave home.
Except for some necessary ceremonies, he could not leave the palace without leaving the palace.
Every day he grows flowers and grass, steams and boils, and enjoys himself.
He once said to himself, "There is always happiness here."
While Jiang Wuxie was playing guns on Xia Mountain with fallen maple leaves, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess were having a meal in Changle Palace.
There were only two maids waiting nearby. One took care of the prince and the other took care of the princess. They were gentle and never said a word.
Although the dining room was spacious, the two of them chatted while eating, and it didn't seem deserted.
There are not many dishes on the table, three meat, two vegetarian and one soup, all made by the prince himself, the aroma is fragrant.
A eunuch came in hurried steps, obviously having something urgent to do.
But when he reached the door of the dining hall, he stopped and said nothing.
Everyone in Changle Palace knew that the Crown Prince and Crown Princess could not be disturbed while they were dining.
According to the prince's rules, there are not many bigger things than eating.
At least the thing he has to report now is not as important as the prince and princess's meal.
"Is today's venison not tender enough?" The prince said softly: "There are no more seven-month-old deer, so I chose a nine-month-old one. This kind of banana-tailed deer is not easy to feed, so it needs to be eaten between July and August.
Time, the quality of the meat is the best. If you are in a hurry to eat it, there is nothing you can do..."
Song Ning'er swallowed the venison in her mouth and commented gracefully: "It's not that tender, but it's more chewy and has a unique flavor. Of course, the most important thing is that His Highness the Crown Prince's cooking skills are superb and he can cook anything.
tasty!"
This plate of pan-fried banana tail deer is indeed full of color and flavor.
When it is first served, it still looks like a whole deer. But in fact, it has been sliced into thin slices, fried and then put back together.
With a gentle poke with chopsticks, you can pick up a piece. The meat is so thin that it is almost transparent and has a texture like a banana leaf. It is fried until it is shiny and golden, but not greasy.
The secret spices from Changle Palace are sprinkled on the meat slices, and the aroma lingers, more than three times?
At this time, the plate was full, but only a few slices were left, which showed that the princess really loved this bite.
Jiang Wuhua bowed his hands at the dining table and said sincerely: "Thank you, Princess, for coming!"
Song Ning'er waved her hand, indicating that I don't have time to be polite to you.
With a few chopsticks, he picked up the remaining pieces of venison in front of him, and ate them in a few bites with the crystal clear white rice.
Then he put down the ivory chopsticks, picked up the tea bowl next to him, drank a bowl of fragrant tea, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "I'm full!"
"Would you like some soup?" Jiang Wuhua asked: "The antler of the banana-tailed deer is used as the main ingredient, along with the mushrooms sent by Zhuhe County. It is very delicious."
Song Ning'er shook her hand: "I really can't drink anymore, my stomach is round..."
She glanced at Jiang Wuhua, slyly and shyly: "If you don't believe me, why don't you touch me?"
"Isn't this appropriate?" Jiang Wuhua said, his hand already reaching up.
a long time.
"Snapped!"
Song Ning'er slapped his hand and said angrily: "Have you touched him enough?"
"Well..." Jiang Wuhua took back his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that I am indeed full."
"Alas." Song Ning'er let out a long sigh: "The desire for food and drink is a big hindrance to my practice!"
Jiang Wuhua smiled broadly: "The happiness of a husband and wife lies in sleeping together with the same chopsticks?"
"Go!" Song Ning'er rolled her eyes at him: "Who will sleep with you?"
Jiang Wuhua said: "Who else can be by my pillow during life and after death?"
"Why do you say this!" Song Ning'er stood up and said, "I won't disturb you from your business, I'll go and have a rest."
Jiang Wuhua spoke softly: "I have asked people to prepare desserts after dinner in Qingfeng Garden. We made them together in the morning. You might as well try them."
"You really think I'm not fat enough?" Song Ning'er scolded her, and finally turned around and walked towards Qingfeng Garden.
Compared with the Duanshu in front of others, she is obviously much more lively when the two of them are alone in private.
Jiang Wuhua just smiled and watched her leave without saying anything else.
After the Crown Princess left with the accompanying maids, the eunuch standing outside the door walked in.
He bowed and said, "Your Highness, the latest news I got is that people from Yangxin Palace are also involved in Feng Gu's case."
Jiang Wuhua pushed his rice bowl and poured himself a bowl of deer antler soup. He took a sip and said, "Expected. Where is the Huaying Palace?"
"There is no movement from His Highness, maybe we failed to find out," the eunuch said.
Jiang Wuhua shook his head: "No movement means no movement. With Wuyou's character, if he really wants to react to this matter, the movement will never be small."
He took a few sips of the soup and suddenly asked: "I heard that someone went to warn Jiang Qingyang, right?"
"That's what happened." the eunuch replied.
"Presumptuous." Jiang Wuhua put the spoon back into the bowl: "Who in our vast country can be so arrogant?"
The eunuch said: "The origin of that coachman is very innocent. His ancestors have been drivers for Beiya for three generations. Now he has disappeared... No one alive, no dead body. No clues can be found."
"That's all, let's leave this matter to Beiya to investigate." Jiang Wuhua waved his hand: "Pass on my order to have the Imperial City Guards strengthen the protection of the investigators, especially the residences of Jiang Wang and Lin Youxie, and strengthen patrols.
.This kind of thing cannot happen again. None of the three people handling the case this time can have any accidents, do you understand?"
"clear."
The eunuch took the order and left in a hurry.
Jiang Wuhua lost interest in drinking soup, got up and walked out, casually saying: "Today's soup is good, you can share it."
The only maid left in the dining room was used to it and was not frightened. She just bowed and saluted: "Thank you for your grace, Your Highness."