Chapter 112: Thrilling

After nightfall, it rained, and the air was filled with deep chill. There was emptiness everywhere, and the raindrops were faintly heard beating on the eaves, tinkling.
Jiang Xiaolou has not fallen asleep, vaguely feeling a little irritable, but he can't tell why. She gently opened the curtain, and saw the red candle swaying outside, Baoding fragrant, and Xiaodie dozing off with her head on her head. Everything was the same as before, so she gently lowered the tent again, and suddenly heard the sound of clappers from a distance. , She was taken aback for a while, and immediately sat up from the bed: "Xiaodie, what time is it now?"
Xiaodie got up sleepily, rubbed his eyes, and listened suspiciously for a while before saying: "Miss, it's not bright yet!"
Jiang Xiaolou frowned, staring at the gloomy sky outside and didn't say much, Xiaodie got up and closed the window, then turned around and said: "Maybe it's because it's raining outside that Miss Rain didn't sleep well. Let's sleep a little longer."
Jiang Xiaolou let out a sigh of relief, and was about to lie down, when a maid outside suddenly reported: "Princess, someone from Xie's Mansion has come to report that Master Xie has passed away."
Jiang Xiaolou shook suddenly. He was in cold sweat and felt like a lump of cotton wool in his throat. He could barely speak. It took a long time before he said, "I know."
Xiaodie's face turned pale: "Miss"
Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly and said, "Mr. Taiwu said that his uncle was damaged by his heart, and he couldn't hide him after all. Go and prepare, and we come to offer condolences."
"Yes."
As soon as it was light, the Qing Palace prepared a plain carriage carriage, and the carriage went all the way to the entrance of the Xie Mansion. The door of Xie's house was opened, and a funeral archway was erected at the door. The plaques and shadow walls were all white, and the servants in plain clothes were busy going in and out. The welcoming servant woman seemed surprised to see the carriage of the Qing Palace, and hurriedly greeted her. Jiang Xiaolou didn't wait for her to speak, so he went straight to the inside. The servant woman could only follow behind him tremblingly, not daring to say a word. Inside the door is also a busy scene. In the large courtyard, there is a flag that is three feet high. In the middle is a satin flag embroidered with spiritualism, buckled with a lotus leaf cover, and a velvet waist in the middle. It is a custom in the capital that as long as a person hangs the flag after death, the soul will return with the flying flag. A group of monks in cassocks pierced through the flags, and went straight into the hall. A main shed has been built in the yard, four attached sheds, and seats are also provided in the shed. Guests can directly come here to rest, drink tea, and talk. When the leading servant wanted to bring Jiang Xiaolou into the main shed, Jiang Xiaolou shook his head and went straight to the mourning hall.
There was a funeral drum at the entrance of the hall. As soon as Jiang Xiaolou arrived at the entrance, the drum beat twice, and the sound of weeping in the hall was heard instantly. The small building stepped into the mourning hall, and saw the exquisite yellow pear wood hanging flower doors covered with white cloth. In the hall, a nanmu coffin was placed on four benches. Various sacrifices were placed in front of the mourning hall. The Xie family was full. The body is undressed, weeping in the sound of sad music. When Jiang Xiaolou saw them, he did not squint, holding a bunch of incense, and went straight forward to salute Xie Kanghe.
Wang Baozhen wiped his tears and bowed and said, "Princess Mingyue, thank you for the ginseng supplements you sent, but you don’t need them anymore. Last night he suddenly couldn’t get it all at once. Before the doctor came in, people just like that. went."
Jiang Xiaolou looked at her indifferently, and his eyes fell on the nanmu coffin.
Wang Baozhen expressed sadness on her face, but she continued: "The lord left his last words when he left and asked the second young master to take over the Xie family. But the second young master is too young after all. I'm afraid he will act imperfectly. He is the person whom the lord trusts the most, and I will ask you to take care of it in the future."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaolou knew that the other party was only tentative, so he just gave a faint hum, neither disapproving nor approving, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her.
Looking around, Xie Yizhou stared at herself with piercing eyes; Xie Yue was just wearing a plain suit, bowing her head and holding her breath, lest Jiang Xiaolou would settle accounts after the autumn; Xie Ruanxie Xie Xiang had a sad expression on his face, with tears on his face, but he only heard the sound of crying and no grief. Only a little Xie Chun, almost cried into a ball, his face was muddy with tears and nose, which was really sad. Jiang Xiaolou passed Wang Baozhen, walked straight to Xie Chun, and said softly: "Uncle has long expected that there will be today. You don't have to be too sad. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can go to Jinyumantang or Qingwangfu to find me."
Xie Chun lifted her face, her thick eyelashes, her large eyes full of confusion. When Xie Kanghe was alive, Jiang Xiaolou never showed closeness to him, but why is he so happy today?
Several people in the Xie family of Norwegian University really shed tears for Xie Kanghe. They were all trying to figure out how to get more property. Jiang Xiaolou just smiled slightly, his smile so weak that there is almost no trace of it. Xie Kanghe had anticipated that there would be today, and he sent his cronies to inform Jiang Xiaolou that he should not visit the Xie Mansion again to avoid arousing special thoughts from those villains. In addition, Xie Chun was taken care of for him. Xie Kanghe is a shrewd businessman, but he is not a successful father. He has already understood the nature of the Xie family's children very thoroughly, but it is only because of wealth and death that the birds die for food, not even disappointment.
Xie Yizhou walked up, his handsome face was extraordinarily polite: "The princess can rest assured that I will take care of my sisters in place of my father."
The smile on Jiang Xiaolou’s lips faded a little: "Second son, the family of a thousand gold is better than the prince of a capital, and the great people are happy with the king. You should understand the principles of doing business better than anyone else. It is against morality. , It will surely arouse criticism from the group of businessmen. Uncle has been running around for many years, and it is not easy to manage the Xie’s signature. I advise you to act cautiously."
Xie Yizhou froze for a moment. Recently, a wealthy merchant came to the silk shop and paid three times the high price to buy premium fragrant yarn. However, all the stock in the shop had been ordered, and it was too late to produce again. He thought about it and made one. The accident made people think that all the fragrant yarns in the shop had been soaked in water. He took advantage of the long-term cooperative relationship with the ordering merchants to personally apologize, deliberately compensated for a sum of silver, and sold the goods backhand. High-priced merchants earn five thousand taels of silver. But this matter is very secret, how did Jiang Xiaolou know? There was a cold sweat behind him, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
"you--"
"Second son, don’t be nervous. I don’t always stare at you. It’s just a wall that has no air in the world. Now that I can get this news, other merchants will know it soon. I don’t want my uncle’s efforts over the years to ruin it. I hope you will be cautious."
The business of Jiang Xiaolou’s shops is booming, and she is in close contact with Xie Liancheng. It is not surprising that she will know the news. Xie Yizhou thinks about it carefully, and he doesn’t want to take it to heart. She just replied indifferently, "A world of Xixi , All for profit; the world is bounded by the world, all for profit. Two husbands slender muscles, the right way to govern life, and the rich must win by surprise. I will make this choice for the sake of the Xie family, after all It's my housework, and the princess needn't worry."
Jiang Xiaolou looked at Fang's proud face and shook his head slightly. Businessmen who have lost their credibility simply cannot gain a foothold in the business world. It’s a pity that Xie Kanghe’s half-life of hard work is going to be wasted.
At this moment, a young man stumbled into the door and fell to the ground, shocking everyone. Xie Chun stepped forward and screamed out: "Brother San!"
Jiang Xiaolou was taken aback, his gaze fell on the young man, his brocade robe was torn at some point, his boots were covered with loess dust, and his hair was extremely unkempt. Xie Chun rushed up to help him up, and Jiang Xiaolou could see his appearance clearly. The boy had a pale face and a thin body, but his eyes were brighter than Qiu Xing. He just got up, but knelt down in front of the spirit again with a thump, without a tear on his face, but Jiang Xiaolou clearly felt the kind of grief in his heart.
The real grief is silent, even without tears.
Jiang Xiaolou looked at him silently and immediately guessed his identity. The one who could be called the third brother by Xie Chun should be Xie Kanghe's third son, Xie Tianshi. Sure enough, Xie Yizhou took the lead in scolding: "You can't rush back in time when your father passed away. It's really rebellious and unfilial. Now you still have the face to come back!"
Xie Tianshi didn't look at him, and those eyes didn't look at anyone, as if he couldn't hear Xie Yizhou's cry. Xie Yizhou stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and said angrily: "Can't you hear me?"
Xie Tianshi lowered his head, as if very dejected. His eyes gradually became dull. Xie Yizhou raised his fist and was about to punch him. Xie Chun screamed and covered his eyes. However, Xie Yizhou was unable to fight. His wrist was caught.
Xie Tian couldn't help but raise a hand, and stopped the seemingly tough fist.
Xie Yizhou's face slowly turned pale, with beads of sweat surging up on his face, Wang Baozhen said sharply: "Three young masters, how can you make trouble in the master's mourning hall, let go!"
Xie Yizhou fell to the ground all at once, leaning back and forth, extremely embarrassed. Xie Tianshi stepped straight over him, lit a stick of incense, and respectfully knocked three beeps in front of the mourning hall: "Father, the son is not filial, he is late!"
Xie Tianshi is the youngest son of Xie Kanghe. He was rarely mentioned before. Everyone in the Xie family seemed to have nothing to do with his existence. But today Jiang Xiaolou saw this scene, but his heart suddenly rose to him. A touch of goodwill. This boy is really an interesting person.
Xie Tianshi turned his head and looked at Xie Chun and said, "Where is the big brother?"
Xie Chun frowned, but hesitated.
Xie Yizhou was helped up by his servant, grinning, and said coldly: "That person is not of my Xie family's blood. He has already been driven out by his father."
Xie Tianshi's thick eyebrows trembled, and a strange expression flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Xiaolou has been waiting and watching indifferently, and only then said: "Daddy Xie has moved into the new house now, I will tell you the address later."
Xie Tianshi only noticed the strange woman in the hall. She was also dressed in a plain dress, no powder on her face, no ornaments between her hair, but her crystal eyes and white face were particularly eye-catching. , If that delicate lips chuckle, people's heartbeat may stop. The sisters of the Xie family are gentle or noble or innocent, and each has its own merits, but the sheer beauty of her body cannot be overwhelmed by her beauty and uniqueness. He looked at her, and a thought flashed in his mind: "You are Jiang Xiaolou."
The sunlight came in, and it happened to shine into Xie Tianshi’s eyes. His eyes were smiling, like a ray of light suddenly shining in from the darkness of the sky. He looked at Jiang Xiaolou seriously and said:" I know you. In his letter to me, you are mentioned in every letter, so I seem to have known you a long time ago."
Jiang Xiaolou's face was reddening inexplicably, and she could vaguely guess why Xie Tianshi knew herself. He is Xie Liancheng's younger brother, both of whom belonged to Mrs. Xie, and his feelings were naturally extraordinary. The "he" in his mouth, besides Xie Lian said, there will never be a second person. Why Xie Liancheng mentioned her in every letter? The answer is self-evident. If she had a mirror at this moment, she would find that the blush on her cheeks rose up involuntarily, but if someone asked her what was the reason at this moment, I was afraid she would not be able to tell.
Jiang Xiaolou crawled out of the mass grave for so long, I am afraid for the first time vaguely aware of a woman's secret mood, but it was only a moment, she quickly recovered as usual, just smiled faintly: "San Gongzi, lucky to meet ."
At this moment, the young man's dress and behavior are so untimely, but the smile on his face makes people feel that everything is so natural. His appearance is not as handsome as Xie Liancheng, but it makes people feel very comfortable. Very comfortable. And the smile in his eyes is cheerful and upright with no haze. This kind of integrity is not a simple ignorance of the world, but a joy of insight into the world. Even if he came to mourn his father today, but the pain only passed in an instant, he didn't take death to his heart. This was an extremely strange thing, but what happened to him seemed to be taken for granted.
Jiang Xiaolou had never seen such a person before, and it was a bit strange for a while.
Not only is Jiang Xiaolou analyzing Xie Tianshi, he is also looking at her, because she is the woman his brother loves. His eldest brother, so good and so gentle, would have such a strong love, which made him feel incredible. However, at first sight of Jiang Xiaolou, Xie Tianshi understood the reason for this. Probably no man would dislike Jiang Xiaolou, because she has a particularly beautiful face, an elegant face that is unspeakable, and her star-like eyes, and she has a gentle and elegant conversation like a spring breeze. As long as she is interested, she can touch anyone's heart with this face. However, he faintly saw a trace of hostility from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. It was a stern spirit that did not belong to a woman, and even a kind of coldness and indifference, which faintly overrides the shrewdness and calmness of all men . Xie Tianshi vaguely felt that it was easy to like Jiang Xiaolou, but it would take great courage to fall in love with her. Men in the world love beauty, but they are afraid of strong women. This young and beautiful girl hides a stubborn and unyielding heart, which most men can't afford.
Can be liked by countless people, but it is difficult to be loved by anyone. Is this Jiang Xiaolou’s luck or misfortune? Xie Tian couldn’t help but smile secretly. This is the luck of the elder brother, because people who know how to appreciate this beauty don’t There are more, so the opportunity for the eldest brother to monopolize is even greater.
Jiang Xiaolou and Xie Tianshi walked out of the mourning hall. Jiang Xiaolou stopped in the corridor, but suddenly turned around and asked, "If you want to thank your family, I can help."
She speaks very straightforwardly, without any concealment. Seeing those people fighting for the family property, Jiang Xiaolou didn't want to make them cheap for nothing. Xie Yizhou asked Xie Liancheng to leave voluntarily on the grounds that he was not his biological son to achieve the goal of monopolizing the family property, but everyone will never forget that there is another important person, the third young master of the Xie family. Xie Tianshi is the son of a direct son. As long as he has the heart, all the family property will belong to him, and Xie Yizhou, who is like a black-eyed chicken, will only be defeated.
"Second brother only lives on weak lies. He thinks that he can find his proud self by deception, but in fact he can get nothing. Since he wants to hold those dead things, let him hold them, I don’t I care." Xie Tianshi smiled and said, his smile has been hanging on his face, there is no haze in his eyes.
"Do you know how much wealth the Xie family has?" Jiang Xiaolou frowned slightly.
"I don't know, I don't want to know, I used to live very well without the money, and I will be the same in the future." Xie Tianshi answered without hesitation.
"But Uncle Xie has spent most of his life to build such a huge family business. If you leave it alone, it will definitely be ruined in your second brother's hands." Jiang Xiaolou's eyes were bright and his tone was decisive.
"Father has passed away, and there is no point in keeping the family business. Life is so beautiful and time is so precious. Am I going to spend all my life in the fight with my second brother?" Xie Tianshi asked.
Jiang Xiaolou looked at him, speechless for a long time, and finally smiled: "Master Xie San, you really think very clearly."
There are thousands of people in this world. Some people spare their lives for money and money, some feel that gold and silver are a burden, some can save everything for revenge, some are tolerant and dismissive. This is just a personal choice. Jiang Xiaolou respects Xie Tian Comment. She looked in the direction of the door, as if waiting for something.
"Big brother won't come." Xie Tianshi said suddenly. The wind blew his hair, making him even more messy, but his expression was extremely serious.
Jiang Xiaolou froze, and immediately said: "How do you know?"
"After a person dies, everything is empty. Big brother will not do unnecessary things. Moreover, if he appears here, second brother might feel that he will not give up the Xie family property. Don't have peace, tell all guests to watch the jokes?" Xie Tianshi explained immediately.
Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly as he watched the servants who shuttled back and forth. The world is not black and white. Everyone has their own hardships, and each has their own way. She just feels extremely sorry, because the glory of the Xie family will come to an end within a year.
On the day of the funeral, the master of ceremonies gave a loud cry to wake up. So all eight people came forward and carried the coffin out of the mourning hall. There was a long funeral procession surging in front of the door, and when they saw the coffin going out, they followed behind, and the crying sounded through the world. Funeral crying is also an old custom. If there is no earth-shaking cry during the funeral, the funeral will be criticized. Therefore, Xie Yizhou specially hired many professional weepers to follow the funeral procession, crying all the way. Xie Yizhou walked in the forefront, Wang Baozhen cried and his eyes were flushed.
Jiang Xiaolou watched the coffin go out, her face always carrying a complex emotion.
The mourning music was played high, the paper money was flying, and the funeral procession kept moving forward slowly, but Xie Liancheng did not appear from beginning to end. Jiang Xiaolou walked back slowly down the street, Xiaodie and Chu Han looked at each other and followed behind her.
When she walked to the door of Jinyumantang, Jiang Xiaolou stopped. She suddenly looked up and Xie Liancheng was standing in the window of the elegant room on the second floor. His eyes were crossing the street, seeming to fall in an unknown distance. The shopkeeper saw Jiang Xiaolou and greeted him hurriedly, but Jiang Xiaolou waved his hand to stop him and quickly walked into the hall. She walked to the door of the elegant room, took a deep breath, and then opened the door to enter.
"Why not go to the funeral?"
Xie Liancheng turned his head and saw Jiang Xiaolou, a faint light flashing in his eyes: "Xiaolou, if I go, it will only destroy my father's funeral, do you understand?"
Jiang Xiaolou felt uncomfortable for him: "Is it really important for him to have his own blood?"
Xie Liancheng was standing in the sun. The light and shadow fell on his handsome face, but he added a somewhat complicated shadow to him. He smiled lightly and said lightly: "This is just an excuse for deliberate attack. That's it, what is there to care about?"
Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly: "The sun is very good today, let's go to the suburbs to relax."
Jiang Xiaolou is a gentleman on the surface, but in fact he is very cold in his bones. She cares about only a few people. It is very rare that she can get her care for a while. Xie Liancheng turned around and ordered Huai'an. : "Go and prepare the car."
Huai'an responded and went out quickly to prepare the carriage.
The carriage passed through the bustling streets and out of the city gate. There are many people walking out of the city on the way, most of them are literati and elegant, carrying romantic beauties, talking all the way. The carriage went farther and farther and stopped in front of a small hill named Luping on the outskirts of Beijing. Xie Liancheng took the initiative to get out of the carriage and quietly climbed up the mountain along the stone steps. Along the way, the trees are lush and the scenery is full, but his eyes are just looking straight ahead, his expression is also very blank, not knowing what he is thinking. Jiang Xiaolou just stayed with him quietly, without saying a word. She didn't know where Xie Liancheng was going, but she knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, at least not as relaxed and comfortable as it seemed.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaolou felt a cold light flashing in front of him, and immediately saw a slender bright spot bursting through the air, coming straight toward her throat, Chu Han behind him was too late to rescue, but Xie Liancheng suddenly Zi wrapped Jiang Xiaolou in his arms, and instantly avoided this sharpness.
More than twenty people in black flocked to him, and Xie Liancheng said coldly: "Chu Han, keep it!" He let go of Jiang Xiaolou, and went straight to the other side. The sword light in front of him was like a sky full of stars, with fierce murderous intent rushing towards his face, Jiang Xiaolou could only see countless sword lights flying, and the normally indifferent jade Xie Liancheng had disappeared among the killers.
Xie Liancheng moved extremely fast, one man's long sword was still in the air, and his fingers had already broken the other's throat. One person's cold arrow has been aimed at his chest, and the next moment he has fallen behind the opponent. One person had just pulled out the dagger around his waist, and suddenly his neck was broken in two. Jiang Xiaolou had never seen Xie Liancheng like this before. He was always so gentle and indifferent. It seemed that nothing could arouse his anger, and there was no one worthy of him. However, he almost killed the killers in one shot and was merciless when dealing with the killers in front of him.
This is a completely desperate style of play, with no defense at all and constant attacks. Obviously there were continuous large and small wounds on his body, but he simply ignored all of them, his eyes filled with indifference and no emotion.
The people in black didn't plan to stay alive at all. Even though Xie Liancheng's martial arts was excellent, they still rushed over with fearlessness. Today's Xie Liancheng is not the elegant son of the past. He seems to have a kind of ruthlessness, concentration and calmness, ready to go, and a bit of fierce murderous aura penetrates from his bones. In the blink of an eye, he had already seized a long sword. Jiang Xiaolou saw only the trembling sword light, like a dashing silver dragon, hovering with a strange light. One, two, ten... the arrogant people in black all fell, and big blood flowers bloomed in the grass.
Every killing of Xie Liancheng seemed to foretell the pain he was full of at this moment, as if to warn everyone that no one could really knock him down.
Being courteous to Xie Yizhou, the only reason is that you don't want to make Xie Kanghe sad.
His face looked very pale in the sun, almost transparent. His eyes are always so gentle, never the cold light they are now. Originally thought he was so indifferent by nature, but until today Jiang Xiaolou discovered that the real Xie Liancheng was strange and depressive, or - he had always hidden his true self.
The entire stone steps were full of blood, and the people who were alive had become dead. No one can imagine that a handsome noble son like Xie Liancheng actually has such martial arts, and no one can describe the speed and coldness of his murderous actions. The last man in black showed a look of horror, staring at Xie Liancheng, his hand holding the knife gradually trembling, and then he quickly rushed towards Xie Liancheng, and the light of the knife had slashed at him like lightning. Xiaodie exclaimed, Chu Han was ready to step forward to help, but after a while, the man in black fell on his back, and there was a blood hole in his chest that could not stop bleeding.
Xie Liancheng's consciousness seemed to be floating in the air, only feeling that his body was hot and cold, chaotic and unclear. All the bones in his body were as painful and unbearable as they were about to fall apart, so he kept killing, letting the blood splash on his face, as if undergoing a baptism of blood. When everyone fell down, he also turned his head and walked towards Jiang Xiaolou step by step.
The original handsome face was stained with red blood, and the whole person was like a Shura, with a terrible breath of death. Fluttershy involuntarily grabbed Jiang Xiaolou's sleeve, her panic in her heart.
Xie Liancheng walked down a step, suddenly bent down, and vomited violently.
Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with a strong sympathy in his eyes. She just wanted to know how many dangers and secrets were hidden in his body.
When Xie Liancheng fell, Chu Han helped him in time, and then found that he had passed out in a coma. He couldn't help but said, "Miss, what should I do now?"
Jiang Xiaolou looked at the dead corpses, and sighed, "Send someone to send all the corpses to Jingzhao Yin Yamen."
"Yes."
According to the Da Zhou law, it is illegal to kill in self-defense when attacked by bandits, but it is estimated that Jing Zhaoyin will have a headache for a while when he encounters such a large-scale assassination. Jiang Xiaolou looked at Xie Liancheng, but then asked, "I always thought your son could not martial arts."
Chu Han chuckled, "My son has been both civil and military since he was young, you don't know, it's because you didn't ask."
Who would have thought that a gentle-looking noble son had such a powerful killer move. Compared with his martial arts, Gu Liunian, who had shocked Jiang Xiaolou at the beginning, was nothing more than a fist embroidering his legs. If he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, then Xie Liancheng must have been a famous teacher, and it can be seen that someone has spent countless thoughts in training him in secret...
Xie Liancheng was in a daze, as if someone helped him up, as if he was taking his pulse and pouring medicine. He just felt that his body was very light, as light as he was about to fly to the clouds, and then he slowly smelled a kind of refreshing fragrance of gardenia. A lot of sounds came slowly into the ears, which were very fuzzy at first, and slowly became clear. The fresh fragrance disappeared, and the originally flying soul was forced to return to his own body.
Xie Liancheng let out a groan involuntarily, and pain surged from his limbs.
"My son, are you awake?" Huai'an's surprised voice sounded.
Xie Liancheng slowly opened his eyes, struggling to sit up from the head of the bed, Huai'an quickly said: "My son, don't get up, you are hurt!"
"When is it now?"
"Just when he was ugly, Mr. Taiwu came to see and said that those people had poisoned their swords, if you didn’t have it in your body...you can rest a lot, and you can’t work anymore. I knew that those gangsters were hiding in secret, I Just follow up the mountain to protect you." Huai'an talked a lot.
Xie Liancheng interrupted him: "Miss Jiang is all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay! Son, you have been protecting her, what can she do!"
The door was gently pushed open, and Jiang Xiaolou walked in, wearing a lavender skirt, carrying the medicine cup. The fresh scent of gardenia came faintly, so that he felt softened inexplicably.
Seeing Xie Liancheng wake up, Jiang Xiao seemed to have a hint of surprise on the floor: "Are you okay?"
Xie Liancheng's eyes seemed to have a faint sunlight, warm and gentle, and he just nodded slowly: "I'm fine, don't worry."
Jiang Xiaolou let out a sigh of relief. She has seen a lot of killings. She has never seen such a desperate style of play. Xie Liancheng seems to be fighting people desperately. His martial arts are far better than those of the killers. , Or he is expressing his grievances... Her voice is very gentle: "After you are injured, we will send you to Mr. Taiwu to recover from your injury"
Xie Liancheng looked around and saw that the surrounding environment was very unfamiliar, so he just nodded slightly: "Thank you."
Jiang Xiaolou just smiled and turned to Huai'an and said, "Mr. Taiwu just changed a prescription. You go to Xiaodie and let her get it for you."
Huai'an was taken aback, and immediately responded: "Yes."
When Huai'an went out, Jiang Xiaolou watched Xie Liancheng drank the medicine, and said softly, "You can lie down for a while." Before Xie Liancheng could speak, Jiang Xiaolou packed the medicine cup and went out without forgetting. Close the door gently.
Huai'an was really waiting in the corridor. Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with an indifferent expression: "Where is Madam Xie now, take me to find her."
Originally, she wanted to ask Xie Liancheng directly, but she swallowed after the words reached her lips. She didn't know why she would choose a roundabout strategy to understand the truth, but at least now, she felt that it was not the time to speak to Xie Liancheng.
Huai'an hesitated very much: "It's not a slave to excuse me. My wife has officially left her home, and she is no longer a person on this earth."
"I don't care if she is a monk or not, her son is now like this, and I must see her! Now, immediately!" Jiang Xiaolou's dark eyes seemed to have a bright flame, and his tone was undoubtedly firm.
From the bottom of his bones, Huai'an was a little afraid of this beauty. Every time she smiled, he felt a chill in his back. Her smile looks very sincere, but her eyebrows and eyes are dark and sweet, and her graceful smile carries layers of murderous intent, which inexplicably outlines the deepest horror in people's hearts.
Being forced by her, Huai'an finally said the direction of Tzu Chi An. Jiang Xiaolou immediately took Xiaodie and went straight to Tzu Chi Temple. In the past so many years, Xie Liancheng has always been a calm and stable person. Countless setbacks and hardships have transformed him into a person with introverted emotions. Even though the appearance is very gentle and peaceful, very few people can approach him in his heart. Now that everything has become incomprehensible, Jiang Xiaolou can feel that even though the opponent's heart is surging like a stormy sea, he is not willing to show the slightest emotion on his face.
Outside the gate of Tzu Chi Nunnery, there is a pool of two acres in size, and the shadows of flowers and trees sway gently. The wind blew from the treetops, and a few leaves fell with the wind. The scene of the garden filled with flutes, inexplicably bleak, filled my heart. A middle-aged woman wearing a Nepalese robe was standing under a tree. For some reason she was unable to read the scriptures for a long time, and she couldn't tell what it felt like to linger in her heart. He took off the Buddhist beads on his wrists and recited Buddhist scriptures several times, but he became more and more impetuous.
It was not until night fell that a little nun came to report: "Master, there is someone outside asking to see you."
"It's getting late, tell her poor nuns not to see foreigners."
The little Ni faltered: "The visitor said it is Princess Mingyue, and I have something important to see you."
Mrs. Xie, no, she should be called Master Jingkong now. Jingkong frowned slightly, thinking of Jiang Xiaolou's gentle and beautiful face, and sighed involuntarily: "Let her come in."
Jiang Xiaolou quickly stepped into the yard and saw Mrs. Xie in a black robe, her expression a little indifferent: "Should I call your wife or your teacher now?"
"You call me clearance."
"Well, since I've come, I'll be blunt. Master Jingkong, do you know that the eldest son was assassinated by others today, and his life is at stake." Jiang Xiaolou's eyes were dark, and he stared at the woman in front of him.
The Buddha beads in Jingkong's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but step forward, holding Jiang Xiaolou's hand and eagerly said, "How is he now?"
I was so indifferent just now, but now my eyes are full of tension and anxiety. Why do I want to hide in the nun's nunnery because I care about my son like that? Jiang Xiaolou narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath before slowly saying: "Master, I don't know what the identity of Master Xie is, but I know that his identity now poses a great threat. If you are willing to take this Say everything, maybe you can find the murderer who assassinated him."
At first, Jiang Xiaolou thought that the assassins were coming at her, but then she discovered that they were all heading straight to Xie Liancheng. He did not hesitate to use a group of martial arts and powerful dead men to take his life, so that Xie Liancheng's identity was very doubtful.
When Jingkong heard this, he vaguely guessed that Xie Liancheng should be fine, and his expression slowly returned to his normal expression: "Maybe it's just a group of gangsters. He is just an ordinary businessman. Who wants to kill him?"
Jiang Xiaolou saw very clearly. In a short moment, a strange look appeared in Clear Sky's eyes. She did not reveal it, but said indifferently: "If you refuse to tell me, such things will only happen. If it happens again and again, no one will be able to save Master Xie at that time. I will do my best to say goodbye."
After she said this, she didn't see the other party's reaction for a long time, Jiang Xiao showed a slight smile on the floor, and turned around without reluctance. However, just as she was about to step out of the threshold, Jingkong suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I have something to say!"
Jiang Xiaolou turned his head and looked at Master Jingkong quietly.
Jingkong gritted his teeth: "All this is actually inseparable from you, so you can't ignore him!"
Jiang Xiaolou was taken aback for a while and then asked in surprise: "What does this have to do with me?"
Jingkong took a deep breath, and there was a faint chill in his eyes: "Liancheng has always been a quiet child. He knows what he should and should not do. He has never made the slightest mistake. No matter how big his business is, he is always old. To be an honest businessman, never get involved in political affairs, and will not have any conflicts with the dignitaries in North Korea. This was his promise to me at the beginning. But now he broke this example for you, because he showed up and got caught. If you stare unconsciously, he will be hated and hunted down by others. You can't shirk responsibility, you have an obligation to stay by his side!"
Jiang Xiaolou looked at each other, the night was as frosty, and her eyes were stained with misty clear frost: "Master, I don't understand what you mean."
Jingkong smiled bleakly: "I used to prevent you from contacting Liancheng. Do you think it was because I didn't like you? No, you are a strong and beautiful girl. You and Liancheng actually match very well. I stopped because you will give Liancheng brings danger and trouble. I know that you are an ambitious woman. You will not be willing to be just a business woman. You climb up step by step desperately. But Liancheng..."
Jiang Xiaolou became more and more confused by what she said, but a bright light flashed into her mind in an instant, splitting the chaotic thoughts: "You mean Xie Liancheng's identity is very special"
Jingkong nodded slowly: "He shouldn't get involved in government affairs, and shouldn't be enemies of those powerful and powerful. Recently, he has investigated too many things, so he encountered accidents. If it weren't for you, he would hide well and not be affected by anything. People found out, didn't they?"
Jiang Xiaolou looked at Jingkong, speechless for a long time, and finally she nodded gently: "I understand, I'm sorry."
Jingkong looked at her leaving back, her eyes were slightly red, and she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Dongfang: "Buddha, please bless my son, and wish him a safe and secure life." She said, and then turned towards Dongfang knocked his head several times, and a line of tears flowed down his thin cheeks.
"That secret, please let the compassionate Buddha let it never see the sun..."
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