Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

In fact, this joke is not funny.

Jiang Chen pretended not to hear it, pointed at a pot of Clivia and told Ginkgo, "...Move out."

Ding Feng could only sigh, knowing that if he continued like this, he might be transferred by the young master tomorrow, so he decisively gave up the idea of ​​keeping the secret, "The good thing is that the initial outline of Langxuan has been finalized, the bad thing is... I heard that Zhongyuan Yidianhong has re-emerged."

Jiang Chen lit the incense burner, indifferent, "So what?"

"Not only that, Li Hongxiu, Su Rongrong and others are almost frantically looking for Chu Liuxiang, and the court is also posting notices to look for Ying Wanli. In your opinion..."

"Have you found the person I want you to find?"

"Yes."

"Do they know their own life experience?"

"Yes."

"Spread the news, and make sure Song Tianer knows it."

"Song Tianer?" Ding Feng suddenly realized. Among these three women, Song Tianer is the most straightforward, cheerful and soft-hearted person. Even if her two blood sisters, Su Rongrong and Li Hongxiu, can treat her coldly, Song Tianer will definitely not be able to bear it.

"Yes." He paused, "The cause of Li Lanshan's death has been investigated almost completely."

"Do you know what to do?"

"Ah?"

Jiang Chen was calm as usual, "What have you been doing with your brain since you left Bat Island?"

"..." Ding Feng said seriously, "Working for the young master."

Ginkgo curled her lips, thinking that she looked down on Ding Feng in terms of IQ, "The young master is saying that Li Lanshan is Li Hongxiu's biological brother, and Li Lanshan died at the hands of Zhongyuan Yidianhong. One of them is Chu Liuxiang's friend, and the other is Chu Liuxiang's confidante. If they knew each other's identities, they would definitely care about each other. But the hatred of killing their brothers cannot be easily forgiven. The young master intends to let these two people restrain each other. You don't understand this meaning, Mr. Ding, your ability doesn't match your position."

Ding Feng smiled slightly, without any anger, "Yes. Thank you Miss Ginkgo for your advice."

Ginkgo shut up instead. When he smiled like this, she always had the illusion of facing a replica of the young master.

"Before, the Nongyu Troupe used their beauty to assassinate many court officials and got a handle. Feng thought that this could be used for his own benefit."

In the mansions of famous officials in Huguang, Fujian and Guangdong, there is a most famous opera troupe called the Nongyu Troupe. The male actors of the Nongyu Troupe have to receive extremely strict training since childhood. They can sing, dance, drink and play the guitar. They are not only versatile, but also considerate. But these people are actors in name only, but they are killers in reality. They are all sent to the Nongyu Troupe to accept the death test at the age of four or five. The outstanding ones will also go to Iga Valley in Japan to receive more cruel ninjutsu training. After twenty years, almost only one in ten survives, and those who can survive will inevitably be extremely cruel and ruthless killers.

For such people, assassination and intelligence are extremely beneficial.

Now that Bat Island is destroyed, the young master wants to rebuild a new country. Ding Feng thought that it would be okay to use them.

Jiang Chen slowly added a piece of agarwood to the incense burner, "Just do it as you see fit, don't ask me everything."

Ding Feng thought, you are the boss, who else should I ask if not you?

Jiang Chen swept him away with a glance.

Ginkgo glanced at the exquisite and gorgeous invitation and asked him, "Sir, are you going to accept the invitation of Jiangnan Murong?"

Jiang Chen didn't say yes or no, he got up and put the cooled tea back on the table in the corner. They always thought that his eyes were inconvenient, so he arranged the things in the room neatly and spaciously, and didn't put anything sharp. Even if he put it, he would put it in the corner. It can be said that he was very thoughtful. Although Jiang Chen thought it was unnecessary, everything he wanted to do would make him bear it, no matter the layout of the room or the world.

Ginkgo understood, "Sir, Ginkgo will go down to prepare."

...

Wufulou.

There was a bang at the door.

A young man in white grabbed the door frame and was helped in by someone to stagger in. He was obviously drunk. There are at least 50 guests like this nobleman in Wufulou every day, so he shouldn't have attracted much attention. The guests in the lobby took a glance out of habit, and the atmosphere of the whole inn changed with just one glance.

His face was extremely pale, and he was handsome, but his steps were weak. It was obvious that he had been indulging in the pleasures of life for many years, and his martial arts foundation was also very poor. The woman beside him was dressed in red, with heavy makeup and extremely gorgeous clothes, as if she was always reflecting her noble status. When she helped him in, she looked straight ahead, as if no one was around.

The waiter came over and greeted him with a smile, "Hey, guest, are you here to stay or to stay?" The guys who can work in this kind of inn are all shrewd people, and they can tell at a glance that the young man in front is the real boss.

The young man who was supported glared at him fiercely, and the red-dressed woman beside him took a step forward and curled her red lips, "New here, right?"

The waiter smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I've only been here two days."

"Ten more jars of good wine in your store." She looked around casually and could only see two seats at a table in the corner. She said in embarrassment, "Brother Qingyu..."

In the dim light, Murong Qingyu saw a man in white sitting at the table. His clothes were not expensive, but the clothes similar to his were really annoying to Murong Qingyu. He clearly heard their conversation but was still unmoved. He was used to being domineering and had never been ignored like this. He was drunk and angry, and walked to the table in two or three steps, "Where did this lunatic come from! Didn't you hear what my young master Hong'er said! Why don't you get out of the way!"

Sometimes, jealousy and anger always come so inappropriately. Moreover, his attitude made people think of Lin Huanen, who was always superior to others and always thought he was superior to others!

The more he looked, the more he felt that Lin Huanen was dangling in front of him. But he forgot that Lin Huan'en always wore blue robes and never dressed so plainly.

What are they? Murong Qingcheng is going to die! He is a bastard with a foreign surname and no father or mother. Why should he be so high and mighty? Why should he be the head of Murong's family over him?

Jiang Chen ignored the tea.

Murong Qingyu slapped the table, and the tea cup bumped. The tea jumped up and wet her hands. The cold and wet touch was uncomfortable. Jiang Chen unconsciously remembered the feeling of blood on his body a long time ago, and immediately frowned.

Murong Qingyu waved his hand and said to everyone in the hall, "Shopkeeper! Today, I have reserved the room for you!" He stared at Jiang Chen, "Kick out all the irrelevant people!"

The shopkeeper had long recognized that this was the idle little bully from Murong's side branch. He complained secretly, but showed up to apologize in every possible way and asked the customer to leave.

Murong is from one of the most aristocratic families here, so that's for sure. They are just little people, how dare they show off to Murong.

The guests dispersed in twos and threes.

Jiang Chen was waiting for Ginkgo, and naturally he would not leave. With his character, he usually won't leave. After all, he is not that submissive and obedient at heart.

Seeing him sitting steadily, the shopkeeper was about to cry. Murong Qingyu swept over with one sword, "Why don't you quickly give up your seat to me!"

The blade of the sword "buzzed" and was inserted on the table.

The shopkeeper's face turned blue, he screamed and ran to the counter and cowered, watching helplessly as the customers ran out in an even more frantic manner, feeling sorry for his business.

Jiang Chen took out the silk cloth from his arms and wiped the tea on his hands very carefully, "Get lost."

He really didn't like the sword pointed at him.

The woman immediately rushed over, took the boy's arm, and glanced at him up and down. Seeing that he didn't seem to be wearing expensive clothes, and that although his face was good-looking, he was extremely unfamiliar. She scolded him without blinking, "Who do you think you are?" ? Dare you talk to the Murong family master like this! Get out of your way!"

This is the realm of Murong, and the Murong family undoubtedly covers the sky with one hand. When ordinary people are bullied, they can settle the matter by just paying a small amount of money. They dare to be angry but dare not speak out. People at the top think their family is strict, but people at the bottom are domineering and have no scruples.

Jiang Chen heard this and said, "..."

During the stalemate between the two parties, someone suddenly flew down from upstairs. It was a girl in yellow. She speaks with a southern accent, and even when she scolds people, she makes people feel a little cute. "Where did Nong come from! This is Nong's guest house, don't you..." Another Qingyue female voice laughed, "Tian'er, Tian'er, your worry is your hometown dialect, how can others understand it. You should always use understandable Mandarin when teaching people.”

The voice immediately changed, and the words became official Mandarin, "I'm just angry. This Young Master can no longer be seen. This Murong kid is bullying others so much. It's so shameless!"

A man in red clothes came down from the corner of the building and sighed, "I have never seen you so interested in doing other things before."

The voices were extremely unfamiliar, it was the first time we met them. Jiang Chen sat quietly, his fingertips relaxed. He thought that it was vaguely Guangzhou local dialect, and heard someone call her Tian'er, and frowned secretly. There are many dialects in Chu, and the pronunciation has changed several times over time, and he can't be sure for a while.

The light in the corner was not as bright as the outside. There were two people in front of him, and no one paid serious attention to his expression.

When Murong Qingyu saw these two people in a state of intoxication, her eyes lit up. She completely forgot that she had just been scolded for being shameless, and forgot about the girl standing next to her. She took her hands away from her body and looked at the two strange people. He cupped his hands and said with a confused smile, "Where did the two girls come from? This is the first time that I have come to my Jiangnan territory. I happen to be familiar with the scenery here. If you two don't mind, I can take the two girls on a tour. Fan Na.”

The woman behind her stamped her feet and said, "Brother Qingyu~"

Facing such a cowardly trash, the two of them suddenly felt a chill.

The girl in yellow, who was called Tian'er, frowned and said, "Sister Xiu, don't stop me. It's annoying! It's really annoying!" She was overbearing, shameless, despicable, and used power to bully others. He had all three, so there was no reason to let him go. She flicked her hand casually, and a dark light flashed across her sleeve. Before Murong could get out of the way, a silver needle was inserted into his shoulder blade. Before the numbness spread throughout the body, he could no longer move.

Murong Qingyu immediately sobered up and panicked, "Ah ah ah ah ah, you witch! What have you done! What have you done!" He woke up after drinking and was confused. He completely ignored the exposed short hair on his shoulders. A short silver needle.

The girl in yellow glanced at Jiang Chen and nonchalantly grabbed the woman in red who came with her. She glared at Murong fiercely, "Sister Xiu, let's go. The things here are dirty and it's really an eyesore."

When Ginkgo came in with the gift box, she saw the knife on the table here. Her expression changed. She drew the sword and threw it out. It landed in front of their feet, missing their shoes by an inch. scolded, "Who are you!"

Murong Qingyu was shocked again. It was just that he obviously didn't understand the situation clearly. When he saw the young man in front of him who had always been calm and collected, his face darkened and he shouted angrily, "I am a disciple of Murong from Jiangnan. Why don't you let me go quickly! I'm out of here!" The Murong family will definitely not spare you!"

The woman in red who followed him was also furious in her heart, secretly hating Murong's callousness and his passion. She didn't dare to get angry at the Murong family's God of Wealth, and glared at Li Hongxiu opposite, If she had a knife in her hand, I'm afraid no one would doubt that she would cut it to relieve her hatred.

A discerning person can see that the two of them are dressed in red. One is kitsch, the other is cold and arrogant. The contrast is obvious. Then you know why she is so trouble-free with this sleeve girl and the Murong family members with this young master just now.

Jiangnan Murong can be considered a century-old family. The family tradition is rigorous and almost harsh. They admire the so-called ancient aristocrats the most. Even their complexions are as pale as those of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. In the Murong family, it is really not easy for such a good-for-nothing playboy to survive to this day.

Ginkgo found it strange and immediately replied sarcastically, "Murong in the south of the Yangtze River has no direct descendants. The head of the Murong family has been passed down to my cousin's family to repay his kindness. Where do you think you are a descendant of Murong?"

Murong Qingyu's face turned pale for a while, she kicked the bench beside her and cursed, "Lin Huan'en is nothing! He's just a bastard without a father and a mother! Murong Qingcheng is blind, that's why he called him The dove occupies the magpie's nest!"

Apparently Ginkgo's words hurt his feet.

Everyone was startled, wondering in their hearts who this person was. For a long time, I couldn't find any information about this person from my memory. One is that his achievements are too little and he is not famous in the world. Secondly, his status in the Murong family is probably too low and he doesn't even have many opportunities to show his face.

Ginkgo also sat down. Staring at him expressionlessly.

This is Murong's territory in Jiangnan, and he thinks it must be here.

Before this thought could stop, someone came in at the door.

"Murong Qingyu, what are you doing!"

Murong Huanen stepped in the door with a cold face. A group of servants rushed in and tied up Murong Qingyu, scolding him in a low voice, "You can just mess around at home, don't be embarrassed and throw it outside!" As he passed by, he pinched the tail of the needle on Murong Qingyu's shoulder and pulled it off casually.

Murong Qingyu seemed to be a little afraid of him, her fierce arrogance just now was completely extinguished, she shrank aside and did not dare to speak, looking at Murong Huanen's back and wanting to make a hole in her eyes. But as soon as Murong Huanen turned around, he immediately bowed his head and fell silent.

Murong Huan'en was still wearing a navy blue gown, with light-colored flowing cloud patterns on the cuffs and skirts. His clothes were much more gorgeous and noble than the last time they met. There is a green jade adorning the waist, which seems to be the keepsake of the head of the Murong family.

When he came to Jiang Chen, he smiled gracefully, completely ignoring the mess around him and the Murong family's sword on the ground. He bowed slightly and said, "Brother Jiang is coming from afar. I forgive you for not repaying your kindness and welcoming me from afar. The disciples at home are arrogant and arrogant. Jiang Forgive me, brother.”

"It's okay." He stood up, calmly and completely, completely ignoring Murong Qingyu.

"This place is in chaos. Brother Jiang, would you like to repay your kindness and go to Murong's Mansion to talk about it."

Jiang Chen responded without hesitation, "Please." After taking two steps, he remembered and turned around, "The two girls came to the rescue today. Thank you very much."

To say thank you would be too bland.

Murong Huanen followed him and saw three young girls with graceful figures and bright eyes and white teeth. Their faces suddenly turned green and white, and they followed Jiang Chen with forced smiles.

Jiang Chen paused and asked, "What's wrong with Murong Family Master?" He then asked doubtfully, "Why is the aura disordered?"

Murong Huan'en's face twisted, and he glanced at Ginkgo who was following him from the corner of his eyes. He forced a smile and replied, "It's nothing."

Jiang Chen stopped asking.

Su Tian'er propped her chin up and watched the figure go away, "Sister Xiu, do you think he is a little strange?"

"How can I see it?"

"Sitting there, he reminded me of Wuhua."

Li Hongxiu laughed and said, "Wuhua is not blind." When Wuhua died, Song Tianer was sad for a long time. Besides Chu Liuxiang, the one Song Tianer admired the most was Miao Monk Wuhua.

Song Tian'er sighed, "How can he be so graceful and beautiful, but he is actually blind?"

Li Hongxiu tapped her forehead, "Although he moves as usual, his eyes are lonely. How can I still lie to you?"

"This young master is calm, gentle and calm. If he were here, he would definitely..." Her tone suddenly became heavy and worried, "Sister Xiu, you said he..."

"He won't die." Li Hongxiu looked at Murong Qingyu's tied back and said coldly, "There are so many injustices in the world, and he will never be willing to leave them all behind."

…

The news about Wufu Tower has long been reported back to the mansion. Murong Qingyu was a concubine. When she was the head of the family, she framed Murong Qingcheng. After her defeat, she indulged in sex and debauchery. The former head of the family was concerned that Murong Mansion was thin, so he protected his life from Murong Qingcheng's men. This person came from a humble background, and his mother was a woman from a red mansion. Murong Qingyu was arrogant and domineering by nature, and was extremely unpopular in the Murong family. If it weren't for Murong Yiqing's special confession before his death, leaving the only bloodline of Murong in this generation, Murong would have found an excuse to throw him to the torture hall to study hard according to Murong's temper of repaying kindness.

Murong Mansion in Jiangnan.

Everyone in the world knows that the Murong Mansion is now sparsely populated, but it is still a martial arts family. Although it is not as lively and prosperous as the Wanfu Wanshou Garden, here alone, the Murong Mansion is still the same. Although no one dared to speak out because of Murong's majesty, the things that were spread about Murong were not very pleasant either. It seems that none of the people in Murong's mansion had a long life. In July last year, Murong Qingcheng's sister-in-law Lin Deng died in a foreign land while on a business trip. Murong Silu was overcome with grief and soon passed away. In February this year, Murong Yiqing died of illness again. Murong Qingcheng was paralyzed and numb, and the cousin Lin Huanyu who was fostered in the mansion was also fragile and could collapse at the slightest wind, and he would not live long before he saw it. The Murong family is simply plagued with bad luck. If you don't count it, it's enough. If you calculate it carefully, it will actually make your scalp tingle.

As the only male in the Lin family, Lin Huanen naturally took over the important responsibilities of the Lin family. However, after Lin Deng's death, Lin Huan'en's temper became increasingly weird. Everyone thought he had suddenly lost his father, and they couldn't accept it.

The truth is, of course, a secret.

The contemporary head of the family, Murong Yiqing, was injured while protecting his sister who was pregnant with Liujia when he was young, and suffered from a hidden disease. After seeing it, the miracle doctor Ye Liangshi said that the poison was too deep and he might not be able to have any more children. Many years later, the incense of Murong Mansion really responded to Ye Liangshi's words.

His mother Murong Silu once said, "Huan En is a poor child, because he was destined to be sacrificed since he was a child. Because our family owes the Murong family, we have decided to use this child to repay the Murong family's kindness, regardless of Murong." If the family has any difficulties, this children's department will definitely step forward. The Murong family is indeed in trouble, and repaying kindness could have solved it for them, but it's a pity..."

Unfortunately, Murong Huanen had some health problems. Ye Liangshi made such a diagnosis for him. The blood and meridians all over his body were in chaos, and his functions were out of control. He could neither act violently nor be stimulated, otherwise he would die without help.

The last time the Qinglong Club came out, the two of them were robbed and killed. The fuss might have cost Lin Huanen half of his life.

As for Lin Huanen taking charge of Murong. The Murong family originally had Murong Qingyu, a concubine of the same generation as Murong Qingcheng. Although he was the son of the Red Mansion Girl and had a low status, he was still closer to Murong Huanen, a son with a foreign surname. People outside said that Murong Qingyu was too useless and would ruin Murong's reputation, so the head of the family passed the throne to Lin Huan'en, who often gave advice to Murong.

Naturally, outsiders cannot know the inner secrets.

Murong Huanen welcomed him in, stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang, please."

Lin Huanyu picked up the flower branch and inserted it into the vase at the door. She gathered her clothes and bowed slightly, "Master, you are here."

She is a beauty. Autumn apricot eyes and willow-curved eyebrows, but these eyes are often filled with melancholy, which makes people feel pitiful. No matter which man saw such a frail beauty, he would undoubtedly want to hold her in his arms and take good care of her, but everyone in the room only saw that he just smiled and looked at her politely. With a single glance and a strict look, not exceeding the rules at all, he slightly cupped his hands and said, "Miss Lin, everything is fine."

No matter who his eyes fell on, they were always calm. It seems that whether the person in front of him is beautiful or ugly, perfect or defective, to him, it is just a surface that can be changed at any time.

Lin Huanyu thought. Yes, Huan En said that he cannot see, he is just a blind man.

Murong Qingcheng, who was sitting in the inner hall, was wearing a green shirt. His face was pale and thin, with a faint anger between his brows and sharp eyes. Even his pale and weak look could not be concealed. It is not surprising that such a person is determined to use his sister Lin Huanyu, who has been with him for more than ten years, to plot against Chu Liuxiang. He was leaning on a soft bed. Although he could not move, his expression was still clear at the moment. He said goodbye, "My brother and sister were suddenly in danger a few days ago. Fortunately, my husband came to rescue me. I am very grateful."

Jiang Chen remained calm and replied in a very official manner, "Your Excellency Murong, you are very polite. I only know a little bit about Qihuang's art. It was not without luck that I saved Miss Lin that day. I cannot afford to be so praised by you."

Murong Qingcheng invited him to sit down. He spoke word by word, then coughed and said slowly, "Mr. Jiang is too modest. Huan Yu was sick and suffering from serious illness when he was young. Many doctors in Jiangnan were helpless, even the famous After seeing Mr. Zhang Jianzhai in the world, they all believed that it was a disease carried in the mother's womb. It is so difficult to be rejuvenated by Mr. Zhang's hands. I am really amazed."

"It's just luck, I can't say I'm a master."

"...I wonder, sir, where do you study from?"

Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear the thorn in his words at all. He was silent for a while. When he dropped the tea cup in his hand on the table, he heard Lin Huanyu's voice, "Cousin, Mr. Jiang saved Yu'er's life, so... During the feast, why not forget about Yu'er's illness for the time being?" She paused and said, "Cousin, my mother and uncle must be alive in heaven, and I don't want my cousin to always worry about Yu'er's health. "

Murong Qingcheng choked and had to expose this article. He laughed twice in embarrassment and said, "Huan Yu is right." He put on a helpless and tolerant look, as if he was really a kind and gentle man. Brother, "I'm still worried about you, aren't I?"

"It's a shame to return jade."

Jiang Chen couldn't see this beautiful scene of harmonious family relationships between brothers, friends, and brothers, and even if he could, he would probably regard it as nothing. He himself could not be called soft-hearted. In this short conversation, he had a somewhat clear understanding of Murong Qingcheng's character. No matter how honest and kind he appeared, in Jiang Chen's eyes, he could not be called a forgiving person.

Murong Huan'en looked up, sighed in his heart, and smoothed things over, "Brother, sister, there is no need to mention these sad things at such a banquet. Brother Jiang is coming to Murong from afar. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a place to stay, so why not stay here?" In my Murong Mansion?"

He expressed his stance, but Jiang Chen declined, "I'm going to be the next ranger. I won't be here for long, so don't bother me."

Murong Qingcheng smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, you don't have to be so formal. Everyone in the world knows that Murong is the most hospitable in the south of the Yangtze River. The young master is kind to the Murong family. Didn't the young master say that he intends to travel to the south of the Yangtze River a few days ago? Why don't you let me show my friendship as a landlord?"

"..."

Murong Qingcheng's words were sharp and he said quietly, "If you still refuse, Master, you will be looking down on Jiangnan Murong."

This is quite serious. It was difficult to explain, and everyone in the hall couldn't help but stare at him.

There was a long silence.

Jiang Chen suddenly smiled, cupped his hands and said, "You two are so kind, but I would be disrespectful to you."

Murong Huanen breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head slightly at Lin Huanyu who was hesitant to speak.

…

Jiang Chen stepped out of the hall, and the cold wind woke him up. He had just taken two steps, and Lin Huanyu's voice came from behind him, "Young Master Jiang! Young Master!"

Ginkgo stopped with Jiang Chen and turned around, "Miss Lin."

Lin Huanyu hurried over with her skirt in hand, "Sir, please don't mind what my cousin said tonight." She suspected that he had evil intentions, and she couldn't bear to listen to him. To repay his kindness, he even helped his cousin force him to stay.

"Miss Lin is worrying too much. Your brother's care for the girl is really enviable."

Lin Huanyu: "Young Master..." She hesitated and didn't know where to start.

Jiang Chen didn't show any impatience at all, he was polite and polite, "Miss Lin, please speak."

Lin Huanyu looked up at him, feeling suffocated. In the night light, his eyes were like the light of the lake in the distant courtyard, shimmering, but there was a desolate and empty meaning in it that even the shining eyes could not hide.

She looked at him like this and could clearly see her reflection in his eyes, clear and bright. But she could clearly see that there was no human presence in his eyes.

What kind of person does it take to stay in his heart?

At this moment, Lin Huanyu suddenly had such a question in his heart. But such questions are destined to have no answers.

"Miss Lin?"

"Huh? No..."

"Nothing. Nothing."

Lin Huanyu finally came to his senses and almost ran away, completely forgetting what he originally wanted to ask.

Jiang Chen stood for a while, and when he heard the sound of footsteps disappearing in panic, he felt quite confused and walked steadily down the steps. Ginkgo didn't even pay attention and followed him step by step. Anyway, Ding Feng also said that she only needs to watch the young master to prevent him from being deceived by her eyes. As for the young master's love affair, she is not responsible for the investigation and research.

Soon, an old man who looked like a housekeeper came out and said politely, "Mr. Jiang, please come with me."

When he saw Ginkgo, he hesitated and said, "Sir, men and women cannot mix here."

Gingko said bluntly and immediately blocked it, "It's inconvenient for my young master. Why, can't I accompany him?"

"There is a girl in the house, if necessary..."

"Butler, there is no need to say anything." He showed some dissatisfaction appropriately and responded coldly, "The people below will take responsibility for themselves."

The butler's face turned ugly, and he finally stepped forward to lead the way.

Ginkgo trees are hanging on the back, and I feel funny thinking about tonight. Come to think of it, Murong Qingcheng thought that the young master had to stay because he was afraid of Murong's power. How could he know that the young master didn't want to stay on his own? Some people always think that they can play with others, but they don’t know that they are also pawns in the game. It’s really sad...

But Lin Huanyu hurried back to the courtyard and bumped into Murong Huanen with a serious face.

"Sister...you went to find him?"

"Return the favor."

"Could it be that you don't understand what my cousin means tonight?"

Lin Huanyu tilted her head and did not look at his expression, "Young Master Jiang has saved me, I really can't stand to see my cousin being so aggressive."

Hearing her words, Murong Huanen didn't know what to do. In a moment of panic, he started coughing again and his face turned pale. Lin Huanyu was slightly startled and quickly supported him, "Return the favor, you..."

Murong Huanen came over and immediately interrupted her, "Huanen, to be honest, you and I don't actually know his details. I checked him, but I didn't find anything useful. Although he has Han family etiquette, But he doesn't like to be restrained. I'm afraid he is a family member who has run away from home. He is obviously a very decisive person. He has no intention of returning after leaving home. Sister, you have been in poor health since you were young. Follow him around. Besides, if my cousin knows your intentions, do you know the consequences?"

Lin Huanyu's face turned pale, "He will definitely... kill Young Master Jiang."

"Yes. As the head of Murong in Jiangnan, my cousin is decisive in killing. To put it bluntly, he is cold-blooded and ruthless. Every generation of family heads must put Murong's reputation first, and other things cannot make him care. If one day he wants to If the Murong family wants to sacrifice you and me, he will never blink an eye, let alone a person of unknown origin."

"Return the favor, tell me honestly, is my cousin's intention behind what happened tonight?"

"...Sister should know that she will never refuse the Murong family head's request to repay her kindness."

"Why did he leave Young Master Jiang behind?"

Murong Huanen sighed, "My sister has been ill for a long time, but he stabilized with just one pill. You have seen my cousin's body, but you still don't understand his intention to keep me alive today?"

"So, it was me who harmed him..."

"Sister, don't blame yourself. If you act according to this, even if you don't have your sister, your cousin will still not ignore him when he becomes famous in the world in the future."

Lin Huanyu was silent. She looked up at her brother and touched his face, "Thank you, your face has been too pale recently. Are you sick?"

Murong Huan'en's heart sank, but he smiled and said, "Sister, you are joking." He also touched his face, "Where is the paleness."

"You look a lot more haggard since your mother and father passed away."

"..."

"I heard that you drove away all the maids around you a while ago..." Lin Huanyu frowned and lowered his voice, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Lin Huan'en felt uneasy and tried to calm down, "Their hands and feet were dirty. I didn't like them, so I had them taken away."

"Then there's no need to replace everyone with men? You're not a child anymore. You have to have a caring person by your side."

Lin Huan'en's face turned even paler, "I just took over the Murong family, and there are still a lot of things to deal with. The matter with the big man in Chang'an and Chu Liuxiang is enough to give me a headache, so why should Huan'en still be in a romantic mood?" He suddenly snorted, " My sister is getting more and more verbose."

Before Lin Huanyu could react, he turned around and left.

Lin Huanyu was stunned for a moment, wanting to laugh at his child's sudden appearance, but always felt that something was wrong.

…

The next day. When Jiang Chen decided to go out, Murong Huanen came over and became a "tour guide" as expected.

"The master of the house is busy with work, I just want to take a walk, don't bother me."

"Brother Jiang is polite. Since Brother Jiang is here, he should return the favor as a landlord."

"..."

Murong Huanen's scalp was numb due to his eyes, but he couldn't let him go far alone, so he could only follow him.

As for the Murong family's housekeeper, he must not be able to keep an eye on this person.

"Let's go."

Jiang Chen deliberately went into several jewelry stores, picked out a bunch of sky-high prices, and gave ginkgo as a gift. He didn't pay a penny, and Murong Huanen paid the bill very actively.

Ginkgo followed him, knowing that he did it on purpose. It was very difficult to hold back the laughter all the way, and returned the kindness to Murong and said, "Murong family master, I'm really sorry." Then he continued, "Young master has always been very caring to us."

Murong Quan didn't know what to do and agreed, "Brother Jiang is kind, and it should be so. Compared with Brother Jiang's kindness in saving lives, repaying this kind of kindness is really vulgar and shallow."

When they returned, the butler immediately greeted them and handed them a golden invitation, "Master of the family, my greetings from Wanfu Longevity Garden."

Jiang Chen said goodbye immediately, "Master Murong, I'll take my leave first."

Murong Huanen held the invitation, blinked, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang is not interested in Wanfu Longevity Garden?"

Jiang Chen straightened his sleeves and said, "...Not bad."

Murong Huan'en sighed with regret, "The spring in the Wanfu Wanshou Garden may be much more beautiful than the spring anywhere else in the world, because even if other places have such a vast garden, there are not so many colorful flowers. Flowers. Especially on the seventh day of March, it’s Mrs. Jin’s 80th birthday. It’s the place where the whole Jiangnan spring comes together. It would be a pity not to go when Brother Jiang comes to Jiangnan.”

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless: "Murong Family Master may have forgotten that I am only a blind man."

Murong Huan'en indeed forgot, but his expression remained unchanged, "Although the eyes are blind, the heart is not blind. Brother Jiang is wise and understanding. If you have your heart, there is no need to worry about not being able to see the colorful flowers blooming all over the place."

Jiang Chen finally smiled. If others hear it, they will be very moved. When it fell into Jiang Chen's ears, he was truly faced with darkness, but he was untouched. There were noisy sounds and mixed smells around him. He could clearly feel the warm sunshine and wind of this spring day, as well as the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. However, it was only the darkness that blocked it, which actually made it feel extraordinarily distant and strange.

He also traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River and revisited his old places, but for a moment he couldn't tell what year it was today.

It seems like it has been here before, but it also seems like it has never been before.

"If you really have mountains and rivers, then there is no need to travel far and wide."

The author has something to say: Murong: "I can't find a place to live in my home."

"..."

Murong: "My family has many beautiful flowers and a beautiful house."

"..."

Murong: "My cousin is also very interested in your medical skills."

"..."

Murong: "My house is very big and there are many guest rooms. One more room for you is not enough."

"..."

Murong: "How is it?"

"..."

"It's disrespectful."

Ginkgo inner os: This is what you asked for. My young master is just "hard to refuse a warm welcome".