It began to rain lightly in Qing'an. It was not a rainy area, but it hadn't seen a sunny day for several days.

The owner of the Kuzhi Building stood at the highest point in the building, listening to the voice of women singing pipa and opera in the building in front of her indistinctly in the rain, followed the beat, and knocked on the handrail carved with lotus leaves with the handle of the fan in her hand.

Beside him was a man wearing a brocade robe with dark cloud patterns, sitting on a chair, facing the owner of this place, but only holding a cup of tea to himself, with a majestic and noble air. "After all, it's Master Yin who has a careful mind, and the dice is silent. In this way, the few people in the same company will return to the north in a few days."

The owner here has a smile on the corner of his mouth, a very handsome skin, clear eyes, clean and clear demeanor, he looks good to get along with. "It's just a round, but I will trouble Your Highness to worry about it."

There are few people in this world who dare to talk and laugh so easily with this poor and naive building owner, and this man just put down the cup in his hand, maybe after the matter is over, he actually has a mind to relax. When the rain is wet here, people feel a little bit Confused thoughts grow.

Whether in the palace or in the capital, he has always been a prudent and cautious person. More than one person has said that he is different from his flirtatious father, but more like the current emperor.It's just today, not just why, he felt that he was a little talkative.

"It's a pity that the daughter of the Zhuang family is also a well-known beauty." He stayed in Suizhou for a few days, lived there, and met Zhao Chu. He should be a smooth and sophisticated person, but he doesn't know if he knows all these things.

Yin Hanjiang seemed to see his question and answered him kindly.

"You don't need to worry too much, Zhao Chu and I have known each other for many years, but a woman can still see clearly that Fu Ronghuan can't cure the poison, even Kuzhilou can't do anything about it."

The man known as the son of the world understood a little bit, and stopped answering the conversation. Along with Yin Hanjiang, listening to Yin Yin's babble in the distance, he gradually became a little tired.

It's just that the cool breeze passed by suddenly. At the end of summer, the turbid air dissipated, and people's spirits were suddenly cleared. He always liked this kind of time the most. Yin Hanjiang was still listening to the music, and casually recruited people to put a thin blanket on him .

They are all figures in charge of life and death, and it is rare to feel a little close when they are alone.But at this time, Yin Hanjiang's fan caught Zheng Liao's attention.

"The sixteen sets of ivory fan bones from Mr. Yin, together with the calligraphy of Mr. Zheng from Suizhou, are probably written by famous shops in Zhaodu."

After hearing what he said, Yin Hanjiang looked down at his fan, and the top-quality water species gave off a halo. He unfolded it casually, revealing the landscape with splashed ink.

"Yijiang, half a day, it's best."

"My father once said that everyone in the world has worries, and those who hide well are always likable. Xiao Wang thinks that Lord Yin is such a person."

Yin Hanjiang stopped standing, turned around and sat down on a bamboo chair beside him. The rain became heavier, and some of it was swept in by the wind and spread on the surface.

He lay on the back of the chair without any cover.

"Zhaodu is by no means a person who is easy to get along with. The son grew up in the south of the Yangtze River and wandered outside it. Isn't it also free and easy."

The prince suddenly laughed, his smile was full of pride, but there was some sincerity in it.

"Royal blood, but how easy it is as the host said. Some people have a cold nature and enjoy themselves, but some people don't want to be as free and easy as the host, and have nothing to worry about."

Because of his words, Yin Hanjiang paused for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer, until Shu wrapped up and came upstairs to add a pot of hot tea, he said.

"Your Majesty, do you know that Xiayuan doesn't want to be such a cold-hearted person."

Ah Qian is getting older, but because of some old injuries, Miss Shu Chan's body is becoming more and more vain.

In the autumn of that year, after sweeping the fallen leaves, he made porridge as usual and sent it upstairs to Miss Shu Chan's residence.

The other pavilion owners in the building still seldom showed up. Ah Qian saw that the woman was sitting by the window with the window closed as usual, so he shook out the stall and spread it on her body.

"Ah Qian, how many years have you been in this building?"

"Back to the girl, it has been more than ten years."

Miss Shu Chan nodded. Recently, her expression became more and more absent-minded, and she even seldom smiled.

"I'm afraid I won't remember many things anymore, can you tell Ah Qian about it?"

Aqian also nodded along with her. Originally he had a dull temper, so he sat cross-legged beside her on the ground without saying anything.

Therefore, Ah Qian knew many stories in this childish building.

The former landlord Xie Baiyi who was nowhere to be seen, the catastrophe between the Ming Suijiao and the Central Plains, and even this crisis that was resolved silently.

Since the beginning, Kuzhilou and the court have relied on each other, and only with the acquiescence of the royal family, it has become a huge force that has been hidden in the prosperous scene for several years.

But Kuzhilou is not only for the secrets of property in the world, but also for the secrets of the rich and powerful.

In order to balance this side of the rivers and lakes, it is not limited to Baicheng in the Central Plains.

If the people of Zhaodu want it to exist, it will always exist.

Therefore, Xie Baiyi once made a deal with the fifth son, who helped him consume the increasingly powerful martial arts in the Central Plains, and he consumed the restless and disobedient forces in the Ming Sui religion for the fifth son, so, that scene Catastrophe, both sides are winners.

The fifth descendant sorted out her influence in Ming Suijiao, but Xie Baiyi just casually agreed to another condition.

So, in order to save her first leader, Miss Shu Chan's master didn't wait for Mr. Fu who gave birth to bones.

The fifth son only loves poison, but he can't cure her poison.

The first yuan was exiled in the Central Plains and did not return for six years, so he happened to encounter another chaos.

While Shu Chan was talking, he became a little tired, and Ah Qian withdrew silently. When the leaves fell from the trees, he continued to sweep.

Kuzhilou is the same as it has been for many years.

He thought, no matter what, all kinds of things in his heart can be well hidden, and those that cannot be hidden are crushed in his heart every day, between his lips and teeth, savoring the taste every day, just like the leaves that have exhausted the autumn time Ordinarily, even if the body is decayed, Haruhi can no longer know

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Zhuang Ruyi is a man of dice. Both he and Mo Humo were controlled by dice because of a poison that even Fu Ronghuan could not solve. Yin Hanjiang left Fu Ronghuan behind to restrain the poison for him, while Zhuang Ruyi was ordered to come to Qing'an. Wen Nineteen took her to meet Mo Humo just to attract the dice, so Zhuang Ruyi found Jiang Yuan and wanted to kill him , and after Shu Tang killed her, the fifth descendant appeared.

As mentioned above, the fifth descendant developed a strange poison when he was a teenager, but even Fu Ronghuan couldn't solve it, only her Gu and poison.

Therefore, Dice has always been operated by the fifth descendant, and Kuzhilou is inextricably linked with the royal family in the court. The fifth descendant and dice are naturally also related to other court forces. Therefore, the prince of Liang is burning. When I went to Suizhou and Qing'an, I discussed with Kuzhilou and others to get rid of the dice.

At this time, the fifth descendant must kill Jiang Yuan. Yin Hanjiang originally planned to let him go, but later he and Luo Qiunuan let him survive.

And they didn't expect that the fifth descendant would really dare to enter Qing'an. After all, this is the sphere of influence of Kuzhilou, so there was only Shu Chan, who was unprepared, so Jiang Yuan was killed, which was originally for Kuzhilou. For some people, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if the Central Plains loses this handle. They just want to maintain this balance.

However, Yiyuan and Jiang Banri appeared in the timeline of a world, but they had never met each other. Both of them were hosts, and the fifth descendant kept releasing Yiyuan after he fell into a coma due to poison. In a certain place, after Yu Xie Baiyi made a deal, the first yuan, Jiang Yuan, never returned to Baicheng, so she came to him, and she planted the poison in the first yuan's body and heart, but she couldn't cure it. She thought she didn't care at first, but she knew that she couldn't care less, she was a paranoid person, and when she knew Yi Yuan would never leave her again, she killed him.

And the most important thing is that Wen Nineteen is Yin Hanjiang. His feelings for Jiang Yuan, just like his feelings for Jiang Banri, just started and ended suddenly.

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