Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

Old Man Ge told Chu Tianjiao everything he knew.

Chu Tianjiao had some preliminary understanding of the mysterious organization called Ghost Alliance.

According to Old Man Ge, this organization began to appear in Shangjing more than ten years ago.

Their words have always been mysterious.

Almost no one has ever seen that person's true face.

The only person who had more contact with that person was the snakehead Du San who had been arrested in Jingzhao Yamen.

In the past two years, that person almost always used Du San to control other black market shops to help them deliver news and receive orders.

People in the Jianghu who left the country would regularly see a hunting list involving the names of people from the six countries from Du San.

The people on the list are all famous people in the six countries.

The emperor and prince of Li State, Marquis of Li Yang, General Li and others are all on the list.

Dignitaries from other countries also appear on the list.

Generally speaking, this list has no political stance. It seems that as long as you can afford it, I can kill you.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is a gimmick created by the Ghost Alliance. After all, almost none of the people on the list are accessible to ordinary bounty killers.

It is not easy to kill these people.

Chu Tianjiao thought about the bounty killer saying that he was ranked 99th on the hunting list, and his heart fluctuated for a moment.

I don’t know who it is, but I want to pay 2000 taels of gold to buy my own life?

After coming out of the blacksmith shop, Chu Tianjiao went to the Third Prince's Mansion.

After discussing with the third prince for a while, the third prince agreed with Chu Tianjiao's strategy and agreed to come forward to let Jingzhao Mansion find a reason to let Du San go.

That night, Chu Tianjiao saw Du San again in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, already covered in bruises.

"Du San, do you want to live?" Chu Tianjiao said straight to the point.

After entering Jingzhao Yamen, Du San knew that he would die.

Suddenly hearing the hope of living, a glimmer of light flashed through his originally cloudy eyes.

In this world, there are only a few people who are truly brave and fearless of death.

"Want to live!"

Du San struggled to spit out two words.

Chu Tianjiao took out a pill from his arms, pinched Du San's chin, and fed it into Du San's mouth.

Du San couldn't control it at all, so he swallowed the pill.

"Du San, you will be thrown into a mass grave soon. All you need to do is pretend to be dead."

"When you get to the mass graves, you can escape back to the West City, change your appearance, and continue to be your smuggler."

"The medicine just now will be poisonous once a month. Without my antidote, your life will be worse than death."

Du San looked at Chu Tianjiao in confusion: "What on earth do you want me to do? I have been arrested and taken to the Yamen. Even if I fake my death and get out, no one will believe me."

Chu Tianjiao shrugged his shoulders, "I want you to help me fish out your hook. As for how to win his trust and let you live on your own, that's your problem."

Du San pondered for a moment and agreed: "Okay!"

After arranging Du San's affairs, Chu Tianjiao left Feng Jia behind and followed Du San's trail. He left Jingzhao Yamen and got on the carriage.

As soon as Chu Tianjiao returned home, she heard a message from the concierge, saying that Mrs. Chu asked her to go to the upper courtyard.

When Chu Tianjiao walked into the reception room of the upper courtyard, he saw a snow-white figure sitting under Mrs. Chu, chatting happily with Mrs. Chu.

Chu Tianjiao was so frightened that he wanted to leave in a hurry.

Then I heard Chu Ye's loud call from inside the house: "Niece, come in quickly and see who comes to see you!"

Chu Tianjiao lowered his head and moved into the living room.

Little Confucius, are you sick?How can there be a teacher who would hunt down and kill a student when he asks for a day off?

Young Master Kong was still chatting with Mrs. Chu in a humble manner. When he heard that Chu Tianjiao was back, the smile on his face faded, he turned around, raised his head, and let out a muffled snort from his nostrils:

"Hmph! I heard that the county master was feeling unwell and needed to take a day off, so I came to visit him specially.

Tsk tsk tsk, who is the classmate jumping up and down in front of me?

Why skip school now that you can go out and play? "

Chu Tianjiao felt wronged in his heart.

But she didn't have the emperor's imperial edict, and she only participated in the investigation in order to earn some extra money from the third prince.

This is not official business.

She couldn't say to little Confucius: I didn't go to school because I was making money, right?

Chu Tianjiao quickly covered his head, staggered in, and wailed in a soft voice:

"I'm dizzy, my feet are weak, Master, I'm really sick..."

Little Confucius didn't like this at all. He stood up straight and looked down at Chu Tianjiao through his nostrils with a cold face, without saying a word.

The meaning is very obvious: "You act, you act hard!"

Chu Tianjiao couldn't continue to act, so he confessed honestly: "Master, I really asked for leave today because I have something to do. As for what it is, I can't tell you."

Little Confucius looked a little better.

He took out a stack of paper from the coffee table next to the seat he was sitting on just now and handed it to Chu Tianjiao:

"Tomorrow is the monthly exam. This is the review material. If you fail the exam tomorrow, see how I deal with you!"

Chu Ye turned his head sideways and couldn't bear to look at his eldest niece's miserable appearance.

Madam Chu's eyes were filled with laughter, and she looked at Little Confucius with a look full of love, as if Little Confucius was her grandson.

Chu Ye sent little Kong Fuzi out of the house on behalf of Chu Tianjiao.

Mrs. Chu happily said to Chu Tianjiao: "This master of yours is really a good person. With him watching over you, I can finally feel relieved!"

Chu Tianjiao rolled into Mrs. Chu’s arms and acted coquettishly:

"Grandma, he must be sick. He keeps staring at me all day long!"

Mrs. Chu patted her on the back and said sternly: "Go back to study. If you fail the monthly exam, all your outside properties will be handed over to your third uncle.

If I don’t arm my brain, it will be difficult to accomplish anything! "

Chu Tianjiao let out a wailing cry: Oh my god, why did she ask for trouble? What kind of preparatory class for Taixue?

Chu Tianjiao took the stack of review materials and returned to Qingsongyuan, where he was forced to burn the midnight oil to prepare for the monthly exam on the next day.

On the second day, I arrived at Taixue with two dark circles under my eyes.

She was so depressed that she didn't realize that Zhou Tongyun kept looking at her behind the classroom.

After the exam in the morning, Chu Tianjiao didn't even want to eat, he just wanted to lie down on the table to catch up on his sleep.

While he was staring blankly, he felt someone sitting opposite him and poking him with his finger.

Chu Tianjiao raised his head sleepily and saw Zhou Tongyun sitting in the seat in front of him. They were the only two people left in the classroom.

"Chu Tianjiao, I have something to ask you."

Zhou Tongyun may have been thinking about how he should word his words so as not to offend the little bully in front of him and get the information he wanted, so he seemed particularly cautious when speaking.

Chu Tianjiao yawned and said impatiently: "Tell me, don't delay my sleep."

Zhou Tongyun said: "Chu Tianjiao, you mentioned that my brother might be poisoned that day. Did you deliberately remind me?"

When Chu Tianjiao heard this, he suddenly sobered up.

She asked back: "Is your brother really poisoned?"

Zhou Tongyun nodded in acquiescence and looked at Chu Tianjiao with expectant eyes.

Chu Tianjiao: "Well, I said I guessed it, do you believe it?"