I really want to be a cook

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After a big battle, I'm always extra tired and messy.

In the silent night.

At the same time, the surrounding courtyard was eerily quiet.

Occasionally, a few lights were startled, and they were frightened by the whispered reprimand, and soon the lights went out, and they retreated into bed.

Everyone should sleep, and those who should not hear should be regarded as not hearing.

Well, nothing happened, go to bed early, and have work to do tomorrow.

Only the watchman passing by was frightened to death, and ran to the county government to report the case.

In the small courtyard of the Qiu family.

Xie Cangquan crawled out from the pile of rocks, his face was ashamed, but he didn't suffer any serious injuries.

A little injury can heal in a few days.

But the other side is miserable.

With a face-to-face attack from the sword intent of the great master, Lao Wang's situation can be described as miserable.

He was lying on the ground covered in blood, as if he had just danced happily among the thorn bushes.

A black robe was in tatters, and it was pulled on his body, and the tiny scratches were shining brightly. It was the great master's sword that was constantly destroying his blood.

As a result, the blood from his wound gushed out, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

In just a short while, a small puddle had already formed under his body.

If it weren't for the slightly rising and falling chest, it would be hard to believe that he was still alive.

From a distance, Jiang Ping threw a small stone in his face.

Snapped!

A small hole was punched in the face.

No movement.

So I threw another big one.

Click!

Only the sound of a fracture was heard, and Lao Wang's forehead sank into a piece, and his body twitched reflexively.

But still nothing happened.

Jiang Ping rubbed his chin, picked up a rock with the size of an adult's head, and slammed it on Lao Wang's face.

Bang!

The stone was smashed directly by a fist.

Lao Wang, who was half dead just now, sat up suddenly with his upper body. He withdrew his fist and said to Jiang Ping, who was at least ten meters away from him, with hatred on his face:

"I didn't expect you to be fooled by this, good boy, it seems that I underestimated you."

"I hate it. If I didn't notice it for a while, and I was plotted against by you, a kid, how could you catch me?!"

Jiang Ping smiled conceitedly, silently watching the information on the panel without speaking.

Danger Level: Extremely Dangerous Highly Dangerous

Based on this level of danger, if I get within three meters of you, I deserve to die!

But after Lao Wang finished speaking, his aura suddenly dropped like a flood.

Just now he was just holding his breath and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, but Jiang Ping was not fooled, so naturally he couldn't let Jiang Ping throw stones.

If he was stoned to death, this method of death would be too aggrieved.

Risk level: high risk low

Jiang Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his superficial aura instantly lifted.

With his hands behind his back, and with a half-smile on his face, he walked slowly towards Lao Wang, looking like I had been waiting for a long time:

"Wang Zhi, don't you really think you can kill me?"

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, first cheat him, after all, there is only a name on the panel.

Hearing his name pop out of Jiang Ping's mouth so easily.

Old Wang, that is, Wang Zhi twitched the corners of his eyes, terrified in his heart.

How did he recognize me?

Did he know that I was coming to kill him?

Obviously, it was the first time for him to come to Nanyue with his master, and he had never seen outsiders.

It's not even his real face at this moment, and even people who have seen him can't recognize him.

Is it

An extremely horrified guess appeared in Wang Zhi's heart, a guess that even he couldn't believe it.

There is a ghost? !

Who betrayed me?

This time the assassination was the master's impromptu idea. Apart from the master and himself, the only people who knew him were Fei Zhe, the prefect of the county, and one of his personal servants.

Was it Fei Zhe who told him the secret, or was there something wrong with the people around Fei Zhe?

No, it might be that the master has a mole around him!

Others only knew that his name was Eunuch Wang, and Wang Zhi's real name was known to no one except a few people.

But no matter which answer it is, it is a big hidden danger to the master.

I can't die, I want to go back and tell my master!

Unlimited hope for survival suddenly appeared in Wang Zhi's heart.

But on the surface, he remained calm, and even sneered, saying:

"However, what's the point of making a sneak attack with the power of the great master? If you are really a hero, dare to fight me fairly?"

"Fair you big-headed ghost!"

When talking about this, Jiang Ping became unhappy.

He pointed at Wang Zhi and cursed:

"I don't even look at how old you are, how old am I?

When I get to your age, if I can't crush you old bastard with one finger, I've been eating shit all these years!

Still a fair fight?

You first give away the decades of your older self, and I will give you fairness! "

"Now, it's your fault for being unkind!"

Jiang Ping took a step back to prevent Wang Zhi from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

"Old Qiu, give him a treat."

Qiu Daoyu nodded, holding the magic knife in his hand, and a ray of light from the knife was aroused.

"Wait!"

When Wang Zhi was in his prime, he could only overwhelm Qiu Daoyu, but now he is basically half disabled, how can he stop his knife.

He said with a trace of aggrieved:

"Since you know who I am, you should know who my master is. If you dare to kill me today, aren't you afraid of my master's revenge?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ping was not afraid, and sneered:

"I don't know who your master is, but I know who the person behind me is, no matter how powerful your master is, you can't help him!

And you think your name, and your whereabouts, who do you think told me?

Compared to the people behind me, your master is too bad.

Why should I be afraid of him? "

really!

Wang Zhi's guess had to be confirmed.

He was furious in his heart, wishing he could grow wings and fly back to his master to tell him the terrible news.

There are other people's traitors around the master, and they may even have reached the position of the master's confidant, otherwise it would be impossible to know so many of his secrets.

As for Jiang Ping, in his view now, it is actually just a pawn deliberately used to hit the master and disturb the line of sight.

No wonder the rumors and scandals came at this time, and it was chosen at such an appropriate time. It turned out that this was all a game against the master.

The people behind the scenes are more sinister than mountains and rivers.

Wang Zhi's mind was cleared, as if he had understood something, he continued to make excuses and said:

"Yes, the people behind you may not be afraid of my master, but aren't you?

I'm not afraid to tell you that my master has a noble status and is someone you can't imagine. He has been taken care of by me since he was a child, and it has been more than 20 years now.

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Jiang Ping's strangeness was noticed by Wang Zhi.

People born in the palace are the most able to observe words and demeanor, because if a word makes the nobleman unhappy, it will cause bloodshed for themselves.

Although Eunuch Wang has been transferred to the palace for many years, he has not forgotten this skill of housekeeping.

Seeing Jiang Ping's expression, he seemed to understand something, and said in surprise and anger:

"Did you lie to me just now?!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his face turned pale again.

He knew that if he was beaten to death and refused to admit it, he would still be alive, but now that he almost didn't fight himself, the possibility of surviving was very slim.

Jiang Ping's face was paler than his, and he asked with the last luck:

"Eunuch Wang, your master shouldn't be the third prince, right?"

Seeing Jiang Ping's frightened look, Wang Zhi sneered and said:

"I thought you were really not afraid, let me go, and I can act as if nothing happened today."

Let you go today, and then come and kill me tomorrow!

Jiang Ping let out a long sigh, and said in a somewhat dispirited way:

"I'm so stupid, so stupid."

Then he casually summoned the Takizawa sword that was knocked to the ground, stabbed out with a sword, and the light of the sword was dreamy.

"Don't try to kill me!"

Wang Zhi rallied with the last remaining strength, trying to stop the sword.

But it is a flower in front of my eyes,

Under the dreamlike sword light,

He seemed to see himself a long time ago.

At that time, when he first entered the palace, he had no backing, no godfather, and walked alone, looking up at the starry sky every night, wondering if the sun would be better tomorrow.

Once, he was ordered to clean the palace road, but someone sprinkled some water on it, causing the passing nobles to slip.

Then his ass gets smashed.

It was also on that day that he met the person who changed his fate, an old eunuch who was serving in the palace.

Seeing him lying half dead on the ground with dirty blood all over the floor, the old eunuch who came to clean up had a very bad attitude: