Knight line GL

In August, Guangling City.

"At the age of Jiazi, the old emperor returns, and the Guangling City Council."

"The snake crushes the dragon, the dragon crushes the snake, and the tiger peeps in the forest."

Fuhuai listened to the nursery rhymes outside the wall, raised her eyebrows and laughed.He reached out and broke off a broken golden osmanthus, and stuck it between Li Zhaoxue's temples.He tilted his head to look at it, but it didn't look good.With a flick of the curved finger, the flying flower fell into the water, spinning in a circle to create little ripples.

Li Zhaoxue had just finished practicing martial arts, her cheeks were flushed.Sit quietly, concentrating on exhaling and adjusting your breathing.

When Jing Ting came, he saw this scene and stopped.

Fuhuai got up from the couch, and gave him a sideways glance: "I can't tell, Mr. Jing is a gentleman of courtesy. I heard that Emperor Ming and Zhang Zai have a lot of stories."

Jing Ting sat down gracefully, smiled when he heard the words, and said in a soft and gentle tone: "Ming Jun is a wise man, and the future generations will speak lies because of his kindness, probably because of the lowly ones."

Fu Huai's brows were raised suddenly, he flicked his fingers, and shot out a burst of energy.Jingting's jade crown bundled his hair up and burst, and his black hair scattered like a waterfall.

Li Zhaoxue was startled suddenly, just listening to Fuhuai's tsk-tsk: "You and Xiao Qingqian look quite similar."

Jing Ting didn't change his smile, and asked Li Zhaoxue, "Miss, can you lend me a hairpin?"

Seeing the young man with disheveled hair, Li Zhaoxue couldn't bear it, and faintly felt sad for the death of a rabbit.She tilted her head and glanced at Fuhuai, seeing that she didn't respond, she pulled out a plain hairpin and handed it to Jingting.

Jing Ting bowed slightly, and took the hairpin.

Fu Huai lowered his eyes slightly, and continued to put on his usual domineering and contemptuous smile. Jing Ting, who raised his hands and tied his hair sideways, played with his taste: "Sure enough, it's just that they look a little similar. Xiao Qingqian is not as cowardly as you. Sample."

Jing Ting straightened his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Aunt Sister has a low temper and is used to acting rashly. I am timid in my actions, and it is difficult to compare with her."

Fuhuai looked deeply in his eyes, shook his head and said: "I think you sister and brother are a little bit alike...there is a bloody smell on her body. But she just cut her throat and splashed it, and you got into the soil."

Jingting's brows and eyes stretched, as if discussing poetry and prose in the warm pavilion.

Li Zhaoxue was listening, and vaguely felt that the name Xiao Qingqian seemed to have been mentioned before.Looking at the appearance of Mr. Jing, it seems that his sister is definitely not someone in the pool.But from Fu Huai's tone, it seems that the two siblings are not kind.

Although Fuhuai loves beauties, she is bored when she sees Jingting pretending to be beautiful.With a flick of his long sleeves, he issued an order to evict the guest: "If you have nothing to do, don't come in or out of my house. I'm just doing business with you. If others see it, they will think too much."

Jing Ting said with a smile: "I thought that everything in the 'Zhuyi Palace' was suitable, and I didn't want the Palace Master to be so taboo."

Fuhuai became more and more dissatisfied when he heard his repeated provocations.Said mockingly: "I'm afraid your 'surname Jing' is more taboo than my 'Zhuyi Palace'."

Seeing that the relationship between the two is not good, Li Zhaoxue prefers to gossip here.You come and go, talking about unimportant trivia.She couldn't figure it out either, so she just sat quietly and recited the mantras silently.

Jingting gained a lot, and his expression became more elegant and gentle.Again and again, and then decline, three exhausted.In the face of negotiating battles, it's a delight to have a fidgety opponent.He took a sip of tea, and finally Siri slowly got down to business: "Tianhanzhai has already started digging for treasure. The news comes from Canaan's dark thread, and they won't be suspicious."

Fuhuai smiled when she heard the words, and said indifferently: "Although pulling and mobilizing the whole body, I want to eradicate the Immortal Prison, you are a pawn, you put it a little far away."

Jing Ting nodded: "The function of this chess piece is only responsible for the transmission of information between Tianhan Village and Canaan. If necessary, it can turn things around. As for the Immortal Prison... to catch a big fish that must eat bait, but the length of time thing."

"That's a good idea."

Jing Ting glanced at Fu Huai, smiled slightly, pulled out a stack of papers from his sleeve, got up and handed it to Fu Huai.

Fu Huai sat up from the couch, took it and began to read it.Li Zhaoxue couldn't read the contents of the paper clearly, but she turned faster and faster, and her expression became more subtle.

Fuhuai shook the paper slightly, and the stack of paper made a soft rattle.Her eyes looked Jing Ting up and down, like looking at a fool.

Jing Ting asked with a smile: "What do you think the Palace Master plans?"

Fuhuai smiled and said, "Didn't you write everything on the paper? The steel sleeve crossbow costs five taels of silver to make, and 17 taels of loss per hundred. The cost of a single crossbow is six taels in the Central Plains and six taels in the south of the Yangtze River." Five taels, seven taels and four taels in Beidi. The unified price is five taels. Mr. Jing, we Zhuyi Palace will not do it at a loss. You can talk to Jingchai Sect."

Jing Ting smiled and said nothing, he knew that Fu Huai was a smart person.She was just calculating, planning, and trying to get more benefits.

The fine steel sleeve crossbow is indeed a loss-making business, but the business has never been the same.This is a loss, and the other is to earn back.What's more, such things as sleeve crossbows can only be used with short arrows.Of course, in Jing Ting's plan, arrows are also cheap.

Li Zhaoxue was a little surprised seeing that the two of them were silent.If it is a loss-making business, of course no one will do it.But these two people don't look stupid.She thought, there must be many twists and turns in the doorway.

Fuhuai squinted her eyes, and said coldly: "Have you ever thought that someone is speculating and flipping your hands?"

"Isn't that better." Jing Ting said with a smile, "The quality and price are naturally in short supply. When the world sees it, it is even more flocking to it."

Fu Huai snorted and lowered her tone by three points: "You know what I mean."

Jing Ting nodded: "Of course I know what the Palace Master means, so please donate generously."

"You have a good plan." Fuhuai casually tossed the stack of papers on the ground, and said disdainfully, "For Zhuyi Palace, the gain outweighs the loss."

Jing Ting bent down to pick it up, and said with a warm smile: "The palace master misunderstood, how could the Jing family be so rude. If the artful workshop wants to occupy the southeast market, it will inevitably have to do some loss-making business to earn a reputation. When the fine steel sleeve crossbow is sold , I also ask the palace lord to donate generously and buy a few more to support."

Fu Huai frowned, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "The money that Mr. Jing exchanged with me before must have been invested."

Jing Ting smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

Fuhuai raised one corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "The things brought by Mr. Jing are quite precious, and I made a lot of money from them."

"This is what it should be, and I entrust the palace master to help, otherwise it will be nothing but a waste in my hands."

Li Zhaoxue listened, and suddenly understood a lot in her heart.There used to be such a thing in her hometown.The rice sold by foreign rice merchants is cheap and good.At first, everyone didn't care, but then two rice shops in the city were closed, and the prices of the rest were lowered.Although the common people couldn't figure it out, they were very happy.Dad pinched his beard and said: Whoever has a solid foundation will have the last laugh.

The new rice merchant has a solid foundation, and every other rice shop closed down, and finally only his family remained.Everyone can only go to his house to buy rice, and his house is the only one around to collect grain.But he didn't laugh for long before he was killed.

Li Zhaoxue remembered this very clearly, and probably understood that Mr. Jing was going to be a new rice merchant.

How could the Jing family be so simple, Fuhuai knew it well.So she is capricious and keeps testing the opponent's bottom line.Not for a share of the pie, but for mastering everything.

Fuhuai's choice to intervene was unexpected by Jing Ting, but within reason.For the entire huge plan, this small accident is not a bad thing.The strength of the Jing family is too weak, a powerful ally who is free from good and evil is really a timely help.

"In the old days, there were seven things to say about opening the door. Now that martial arts are on the rise, weapons, armor and hidden weapons have been added. The southwest is dominated by artful workshops, while the southeast is dominated by the city of organs. The two have their own specialties, and more artful workshops are produced. For daily use, steel-soled leather boots, seven pieces for going out and so on. In addition to the unique thunderbolt in the organ city, the crossbow in the sleeve is light and powerful, and it is the world's favorite self-defense weapon. Attack the opponent's spear, and the victory will be a big victory."

Fu Huai knew that he wasn't telling the truth, at least he didn't tell the whole thing, so he pursed his lips and asked, "Over at Qiao Workshop, the Jing family has reached an agreement?"

Jing Ting showed a smile that he couldn't hide from you, and said, "Of course, Qiaogongfang has already contacted them, and this matter will do them no harm. But...the last straw is still missing."

Seeing that he finally showed his fox tail, Fuhuai smiled without saying a word.

Jing Ting said slowly: "The iron ingots used in Qiaogongfang all come from Jinan City. The Patriarch Weng of Ji Nancheng suffers from old diseases, and one daughter and one son in the family are quite weak. I'm afraid that others will drink tea, and the orphans and widows will be bullied ..."

He put his hands in his sleeves and put them in front of his stomach, tilted his head to look at the sky, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he swallowed before he wanted to speak: "Oh."

Li Zhaoxue heard him coming slowly, her voice was clear and low, with melancholy like thin clouds and mist.That sigh was like dew dripping on my heart in the frosty night.She couldn't help feeling sad, worried about the stranger.

Fuhuai reached out to pick up the jasper cup, and took a sip of the rose dew.

Patriarch Weng of Jinan City is a frequent visitor to Zhuyi Palace.You are in the prime of life, and you bought two beautiful concubines from Zhuyi Palace a few years ago.Look at that, not to mention ten or eight years, I'm afraid that after eighteen years, he will still be full of energy.

There are floating flowers in the cup, and the nectar is sweet at the entrance, Fuhuai said in a deep voice, "Young Master Jing has a good plan, I will pay the money and the people."

Li Zhaoxue had been with Fu Huai for several months, and she immediately heard a change in her tone of voice.This soft sentence has a domineering aura.

Jing Ting sat upright and said, "This is a strategy that kills three birds with one stone, and it can even win the prize."

Fu Huai pursed her lips and remained silent.

The greater the wind and waves at sea, the higher the profit of this route, and the same is true on land.

Fu Huai knew very well how dangerous the Jing family's plan was.Kill the Lord Weng, take the opportunity to control Ji Nancheng, and use ore raw materials to force Qiao Workshop to cooperate.Use Qiaogongfang as a spear to put pressure on the organ city, or put pressure on Jianye city...or the Twelve Cities League?

Jingting faced the scrutinizing eyes of the master of Zhuyi Palace, maintaining the same dignified and graceful appearance.

He knew that Fu Huai was very powerful.The lone wolf who was expelled from the house was able to return to his lair to seize the throne.Such a person is fierce and cunning enough.

But he wasn't worried that Fuhuai would see through his plan: everyone in the Jianghu is a player in this game where the world is the chessboard.

How can a chess piece overlook the chess game.

With the cool wind blowing, Jing Ting covered his lips and coughed lightly.There were traces of red on her pale face.Like the fleeting sunset glow in the sky after the sun sets.

He put down his hand and said with a slight smile: "I've disturbed the Palace Master for too long, so Jing Ting will take my leave."

After saying that, he slowly got up and left.

After walking two steps, Jing Ting stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "Palace Master don't have to worry about people's affairs, the Jing family will make proper arrangements."

Suddenly the wind blew up, and the golden osmanthus trembled slightly, and flakes flew away from the branches.

In an instant, the golden osmanthus is colorful, falling down like broken gold, and swaying in the wind all over the sky.The young man's back gradually drifts away, as if disappearing from a painting.

Li Zhaoxue looked away, seeing Fu Huai frowning, hesitating for a moment.She must be feeling worried at this moment, if she asks about returning home to visit, it may be impossible.

Fuhuai saw that she had a different look, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why, are you unhappy that Mr. Jing left?" He said and pulled her into his arms.

Just as Li Zhaoxue was about to explain, she heard a solemn sigh in her ear.She immediately understood that Fu Huai was not as careless as she appeared on the surface.She is extremely concerned about Mr. Jing and this discussion.

"If it was in the past, we would have to kneel down and talk to him." Fu Huai chuckled, with a slow and dignified tone, "But now, it's not the past."

Li Zhaoxue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "The Jing family? The former Chao Jing family?"

"Ah."

It turned out that someone from the Jing family was still alive.Now they are coming back... Dad must be very happy to know.The life of the sage king whom he loves so much, the sad and sighing life is at an untimely time.

Li Zhaoxue listened to her father's chanting since she was a child: It was a time of peace and prosperity, the country was prosperous and the people were safe, and all nations came to court.Scholars are the most enviable, regardless of high or low, any spare money should be sent to study.It will be even more remarkable when Emperor Ming will rise up.Is it possible that everyone can teach?Both official and private teaching courses require verification.At that time, your grandfather was the inspector of Runzhou Academy, and the prefect always called him Mr. when he saw him.Do you know what a prefect is?He is the current city lord...

At this time, Li Zhaoxue would make a gesture to collect the bowls and chopsticks, or ask him how many letters he had written at the stall today, and how much money he had received.The old scholar immediately became dumb, ate with his head covered and stopped talking.

Those nagging are nothing but the complaints of poor and lowly families, and the frustration of poor scholars.In the past, Li Zhaoxue only listened to the stories, but now when she saw the members of Shengwang's family, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This is the son of the dragon and the grandson of the phoenix."

Fuhuai said: "The hairless phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken."

Li Zhaoxue suddenly remembered that when Mr. Jing was humiliated by Fuhuai just now, his expression was calm.He couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and then secretly sighed: He is not surprised by favor or humiliation, mighty and unyielding, this Mr. Jing is a remarkable person.

Li Zhaoxue stayed out of the matter, and what she saw was Jing Ting's demeanor.What Fu Huai saw was Jing Ting's intention for this visit, and the attitude of the Jing family who wanted to welcome but refused.

Qiaogongfang, Ji Nancheng, and Trick City, once these three are controlled, the Jing family will be considered to have taken root in the martial arts.But Fuhuai had a vague feeling that the Jing family was definitely not just for these three families.The meaning of Jing Ting's last sentence... "Worrying about people, the Jing family will make proper arrangements."This is to tell Fu Huai that apart from her, the Jing family has other allies who can remove the head of the Weng family.

He was beating Fuhuai, but Fuhuai was more concerned, who is this ally?

He has enough power and is willing to form an alliance with the Jing family when the situation is unknown, and get involved in this conspiracy.You know, today is different from the past.The Chang'an Covenant is in front, and the Jing family is taboo for the people of Jianghu.Once the matter of killing the lord of a city is exposed, it is enough for the entire martial arts world to attack.

Fuhuai hugged Li Zhaoxue and thought carefully: There are not many people in the Jianghu who can kill Patriarch Weng, and there are not many.I'm afraid we have to wait for the news of Patriarch Weng's death before we can make a judgment.Do you want to use the dark thread buried in Ji Nancheng?

Li Zhaoxue became even more disturbed when she saw that she had been thinking silently.Looking up at the branches, I saw the golden osmanthus clusters trembling in the wind.

After coming over for a while, Du Zhi walked over quickly: "Palace Master, the hall masters of all ministries have arrived."

Fuhuai nodded slightly, let go of Li Zhaoxue, got up and adjusted his clothes, and said: "Don't wait for me to eat, I don't know when I will be back."

Li Zhaoxue watched her leave, thinking that there was nothing to do, so why not continue practicing martial arts.After practicing for more than half an hour, she was about to go back to her room to meditate.A famous maidservant in green clothes came from the front yard and presented a wooden box.

"Miss Li, someone here said that the property should be returned to the original owner."

Li Zhaoxue thanked her, stretched out her hand to open the wooden box, and it was not her hairpin in the box.The cut flower paper reads: I am grateful to the girl for her kindness, and I will fold the flower hairpin in return.The old hairpin has been destroyed, so the girl doesn't have to worry about it.

Li Zhaoxue smiled slightly, thinking that Mr. Jing is really careful.She pinched the hairpin and glanced at it, then raised her hand and inserted it into the hair of the maidservant in Bi Yi.

The maid in Bi Yi was startled, and hurriedly said: "Miss Li! No way, I..."

Li Zhaoxue comforted her a few words, put the wooden box on the soft couch casually, and went straight to the room by herself.

Jing Ting avoids suspicion, and she wants to avoid suspicion even more.