I have nothing but luck

Xie Rongjiao is much more open-minded than him, he doesn't care what he is talking about is a matter of life and death:

"If I have something to do, my father and sister will definitely hate Ji Huang. But Xihuang is eyeing it. Now is not the time to turn against Ji Huang or Bei Zhou. Ji Huang must also be watching this to see who can win over whom. Anyway, the total There are two endings, he dies, Xie's family dies, so it's better to gamble. Master, you are really not in Haojing, Ji Huang still has a good chance of winning."

But the biggest doubt in this matter is not here.

"The Southern Territory and the Northern Zhou Dynasty are distinct. The Xie family and the Zhou family have never had a deep hatred. Why did Ji Huang pick me first?"

"It's not that I haven't thought about what the son said." Zhou Yu said, "After thinking about it, it's just that Ji Huang is so ambitious, and wants to do what his predecessors failed to do, march into the southern region, and unify Kyushu."

The Xie family in Fengling City is located at the head of the southern region, with a large tree attracting the wind. Unfortunately, Xie Rongjiao was selected by Ji Huang to be the first to perform the operation.

Although the reason was far-fetched, it was the only one among thousands of explanations that could explain Ji Huang's motive.

Zhou Yu didn't hide his mockery of Ji Huang: "Defend the frontiers of Kyushu, and prevent Beihuang from getting involved. Ji Huang doesn't have the heart to think about it. Sooner or later, he will die from his own ambition. It is estimated that even the Zhou family's ancestral property will not be preserved."

Donghuang Pingcheng has a lookout platform, which is said to be able to see Haojing.The tallest tower in Haojing is also located in the imperial palace, and it is also an observation tower. They are on the bank of Qujiang Pool, separated from the palace by a whole city of Haojing, and they can still see the high eaves of the observation tower covering the sky and the sun.

Jiang Jing looked eastward, staring at the observation platform, as if he was gesturing whether he could knock down the platform with a single sword and kill Ji Huang, that idiot.

"Another thing that is abnormal is that Ji Huang is a person who cherishes his life." Zhou Yu shook his head, "He is thoughtful, and he will not fail to consider the fate of being killed by a saint like Emperor Huai. But maybe in his eyes, the relationship between the son and the saint That bit of master-student relationship isn't worth the risk for a sage."

Zhou Yu suddenly smiled a little: "I have thought about it, but I didn't plan to remind him that if he can die under the sword of the saint, I can rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

Xie Rongjiao was speechless: "Ji Huang probably shouldn't accept you as a subordinate."

I really don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate for Ji Huang to have a subordinate like Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu said calmly, "Then I wish I could set off some firecrackers to celebrate."

If he hadn't been entangled with Ji Huang, he should have had a life of success and fame, and a famous life.

After the explanation that should be explained, Zhou Yu broke the window paper neatly: "I have told everything I know. Since the sage promised not to touch my mother, I don't want to show any more sympathy. The two of you just talk about what to do." Deal with me."

He seemed unafraid of his imminent death.

When he was alive, he was coerced by all kinds of forces and forced to live a mediocre life. When he was about to die, he should always say a few words against his will, and walk with a bit of backbone.

Ji Huang, who is not the son of heaven, has many methods to make him die suddenly, and Xie Rongjiao, who is the young master of Fengling City, will not be lacking.

Jiang Jingxing stood with his hands behind his back, taking time to relax: "Ah Ci is here, ask him who is right, don't ask me."

From the eavesdropping, Xie Rongjiao has been thinking about this question for a while, Zhenjiangshan's Jiansui is almost bald by the hand in his sleeve, on the one hand, he doesn't like flipping hands to easily determine life and death Turning over, it is difficult to handle is the other side.

Everyone in the Northern Wilderness takes other people's lives as stepping stones in their practice. They are heinous, and they will naturally not be lenient in killing them.

Xie Hua colluded with Xihuang to harm the people under his rule, and he deserved to die.

What about people like Zhou Yu?What is he?

He neither died nor harmed any living beings. He never met Ji Huang, so perhaps he could build a temple and a shrine in decades to benefit one party.

Not to mention the illusory assumptions, Xie Rongjiao hasn't broken a single hair now.

But he really wanted to hurt Xie Rongjiao.

Xie Rongjiao followed the tassels entangled by him, as if he wanted to sort out his thoughts like tassels: "What Master thinks, and what I think should not be too different."

Jiang Jingxing cleared his throat and was about to open his mouth to take over Xie Rongjiao's difficult problem, but Xie Rongjiao didn't give him this chance: "So I will speak on behalf of Master."

Zhou Yu straightened the folds of his clothes, straightened his hair crown, and straightened his back.

"Please Zhou Langjun, please give me the evidence of your relationship with Ji Huang in the early years, and I will hand it over to my father. As for spreading the matter or keeping it in my hands and waiting for it to happen later, I will leave it to you." Father decides.

Seeing that you are not dead, Ji Huang must understand that you have told us about this matter, and he will not disturb the court because you are worried that you will tear your face with him and ruin his reputation.But it is not going to be easy on your side, whether you can save your life or not.How to earn a living in the future depends on Zhou Langjun, the Xie family will not intervene. "

Zhou Yu looked stunned.

The tangled tassels were pulled away one by one by him, finally it was not so inseparable, Xie Rongjiao breathed a sigh of relief, the hand wrapped around the sword tassel was about to be released when the other hand grabbed it, It fell into Jiang Jingxing's palm.

This hand came just right, like someone putting on a piece of clothing for you against the wind with full sleeves in autumn, and pouring a fragrant Longjing pot with the spring wind during the spring rain. The touch is obviously the skin of the palm, but the warmth penetrates through it. The flesh and blood steamed up, making people stretch their eyebrows unconsciously.

Xie Rongjiao gently turned his wrist, and after a few rubs, he found a comfortable position curled up, covered by big sleeves, he didn't want to let go, "Master, let's go back."

The rest left Zhou Yu standing there distraught.

Behind Xie Rongjiao, he said in a low voice: "My lord, I really envy you."

It's not that I envy him for his power and power as usual, and he wants the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain.

I envy him being held high, the clouds are high enough to be free from dust and silt, but he is above the clouds, like a bright moon surrounded by layers of clouds.

Because you stand tall, you can see far.

Because you can see far, you can see far more than just ugliness.

Jiang Jingxing avoided him on purpose, did he really not want him to hear?It's just that I want him not to be spoiled by dirty things.

Xie Rongjiao understood what he meant.

So Xie Rongjiao formed a smile between his brows and eyes.

"Zhou Yu made a mistake." After returning to the small courtyard, Xie Rongjiao didn't go back to the bedroom, so he pulled Jiang Jingxing to one side of the couch and sat down on the couch with clasped hands, and said coldly:

"Ji Huang won't know that master you have come to Haojing. Xie Gaoshan's alias can be hidden from others but not from the national teacher. Ji Huang regrets his life. Before doing this, he must confirm again and again. The national teacher knows you very well, master, and he will definitely meet before you. Go ask."

At any rate, the national teacher taught Jiang Jingxing for more than ten years, what kind of dead Jiang Jingxing is, and what kind of alias he likes to hide from others, the national teacher is well known.

In particular, Jiang Jingxing's pseudonym is very unique, it is basically the right type for one person to catch, so it can be seen that when he is wanted, he can be treated as a wanderer, instead of being put in prison directly. He was merciful and ordered someone to deliberately let him go.

Jiang Jingxing clapped his hands heavily, and suddenly realized: "I just said that something was wrong! It turned out that it was this, or Ah Ci's cleverness, that woke me up.

He guessed wildly: "Maybe Ji Huang didn't think to ask the national teacher? Or the national teacher didn't pay attention to your whereabouts, Ah Ci? Or that kid surnamed Zhou deceived us."

Judging by his appearance, he was very eager to try and catch Zhou Yu back again.

Xie Rongjiao looked at Jiang Jingxing with a blank expression, and added coldly: "Why didn't you mention it on purpose, Master?"

Terrible.

When Xie Rongjiao pointed it out, Jiang Jingxing had already secretly thought that something was wrong, and when he said the second sentence, he understood that this moment was a more critical moment of life and death when borrowing swords in the audience.

He kept his face as steady as an old dog, and in his heart, he was rapidly intertwining a series of events from the past 30 years to the present, hoping to pick them up and weave them into a reasonable explanation that can withstand scrutiny.

Xie Rongjiao's eyes were dark and heavy, "Ji Huang made a move when he knew you existed, because he was sure that you would not react or your reaction was not to be feared. He should find out that you care about me because of his information. Yes, I won’t gamble on the possibility of just in case.”

When he said the words "you care about me very much", he paused unnaturally, as if he was straight in the water, and it was difficult to move forward, and there was great resistance preventing him from saying a few words.

Fortunately, Jiang Jingxing was still obsessed with how to make up a reason that was reasonable and could stop Xie Rongjiao's mouth once and for all, so he didn't pay attention to his abnormality.

Xie Rongjiao suppressed the strange emotions that came from nowhere, and directly said the point that bothered him the most: "So how can Ji Huang be sure, Master, you won't do anything?"

What in the world can bind a saint?

He originally wanted to be more direct: "So what is Ji Huang holding onto Master's weakness?"

But a soreness suddenly rose from the bottom of his throat, which abruptly prevented him from changing to a slightly more euphemistic way of saying it.

Perhaps the matter was too involved, Xie Rongjiao was so worried, he didn't realize that his emotions were actually very wrong.

It is very inconsistent with his usual straight in and out.

His eyes were too well formed, too bright.

If it is unusually bright, at most it will be a beam of light that penetrates the clouds and breaks through the haze; if it is unusually sharp, it is the ultimate to cut through iron armor like tofu, forcing people to have nowhere to hide.

But apart from these deserted things in Xie Rongjiao's eyes, when he looked at Jiang Jingxing, there was an extra layer of warmth.

This is a deadly thing.

The ancients said that it is not unreasonable to put courtesy before soldiers, at least Jiang Jingxing looked at him like that, saw the tender affection in his eyes, he had already dropped his helmet and armor, and didn't even want to make up.

He didn't do anything bad either.

Jiang Jingxing believed that no matter how poor and helpless he was in this life, he would grit his teeth and get through no matter how difficult the difficulties were. He was worthy of heaven, earth, people, and his conscience.

I didn't expect that the only time I almost couldn't make it would be with Xie Rongjiao.

Fortunately, his impatience saved him.

He couldn't even bear to lie to Xie Rongjiao with good intentions, how could he have the heart to let Xie Rongjiao know the truth.

"Ji Huang was wrong about something." Jiang Jingxing looked away as if nothing had happened, "Aci, if you have something to do, I will definitely strike, just like the sword for the Jiang family 18 years ago."

He paused every word, solemnly: "It has nothing to do with the fact that the Jiang family has more people. Aji, you are alone. It doesn't mean that you are more important than the Jiang family, nor does it mean that the Jiang family is more important than you. You are more important than my life. At this point, it’s meaningless to care about the value.”

Xie Rongjiao was suffocated, unable to speak for a long time.

He tried his best to stabilize the trembling fingertips on the cuff, and said bluntly, "I'm fine, I'll be fine."

How can something happen?An accident in Jiang's family had already given Jiang Jingxing a taste of what it was like to have no money. If another accident happened to him, would Jiang Jingxing really want to make a living by telling stories and fortunetelling again?

How can you bear it?

He finally didn't cling to the last question and stalked him so hard, Jiang Jingxing smiled as if he had been pardoned, and went back to the room with smoke under his feet under the pretext of taking a bath and resting.

Xie Rongjiao tossed and turned in the bed, unable to sleep, thinking that his relentless pursuit just now was really inappropriate.

Everyone has secrets that they don't even want to tell their close ones. Jiang Jingxing has been conniving and giving in to him almost endlessly. It would not be appropriate for him to persevere in asking, even out of concern.

Some - rely on favor and pride.

Xie Rongjiao, who flashed the word, trembled, and was almost scratched by a piece of the Zhenjiang Mountain sword he pulled out.

It's a bit of fun to be injured by the natal sword with a tacit heart.

I'm afraid Wuyan will claim to be a sword cultivator in the Hinayana realm for a while.

Xie Rongjiao held the sword even tighter, staring at Zhenjiang Mountain.

How nice it would be to have some time.

Xie Rongjiao lived half his life in the clouds and never bowed his head to beg for help. He didn't know what suffering was like.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and begged heaven and earth in his heart:

Do give him more time so that he can take half of Jiang Jingxing's burden.