Jun Jiuling

What does it mean?

The old man in front of him was unremarkable among the crowd, but Yu Chihai didn't dare to underestimate him.

This old man has served three emperors, and he has nothing to stand out in terms of talent, learning, or political affairs. However, despite the ups and downs of many high-ranking officials, he is the only one who can not fall down. His official position is getting higher and higher, and he is more and more trusted.

This is his greatest skill.

Yu Chihai saluted solemnly.

"A certain blunt person, please advise Mr. Huang." He said.

Huang Cheng slowly turned the teacup in his hand.

"Master Yu, you were originally a fugitive from the land of Yan. When you were young, you also read the books of sages and passed the examination of scholar. You said that it was because the school supervisor made things difficult for you and failed, so you became angry and defected to Jinren. Get up, golden man," he said.

Yu Chihai didn't feel ashamed in the slightest when someone revealed his background and background, and it wasn't very glorious.

"Exactly," he said.

"Then have you ever heard a sage saying?" Huang Cheng continued.

"Although I have read a few books, I don't dare to play tricks in front of Mr. Huang." Yu Chihai replied respectfully.

Huang Cheng smiled, put down the teacup and leaned forward, the shadow cast covered the area like a mountain, and Yu Chihai's vision became dim.

"The sage said, don't smell fragrant, but smell fragrant." He said.

Yu Chihai was stunned.

What did the saint say?

Huang Cheng had already sat up straight with a smile, and Yu Chihai's eyes regained brightness.

"You are asking for peace now, it is all thanks to Cheng Guogong." Huang Cheng said while pouring tea, "Cheng Guogong is a man who likes to beat dogs in the water. If you beg for mercy at this time, doesn't that prove that he is very serious? sharp."

Yu Chihai smiled wryly.

"He's really good," he said.

Huang Cheng picked up his teacup.

"In this way, there is not only Duke Cheng in the north, but Duke Cheng in the entire Zhou Dynasty." He said.

Yu Chihai understood something, his eyes flickered.

"What does Master Huang mean..." He leaned forward and asked.

Huang Cheng turned the teacup.

"So I mean it depends on your sincerity." He said, "Xianjun."

He reached out and knocked on the gift list beside him.

"Gold and silver. These are good, but they are nothing more than things outside the body. Using these things outside the body to show sincerity, on the other hand, is very simple and there is no loss."

Nothing to lose?

Yu Chihai looked at him.

"Do you dare to fight hard and use the flesh and blood of your golden soldiers to express your sincerity?" Huang Cheng asked with a half-smile.

What?

Yu Chihai was stunned.

"My lord, what is this..." He blurted out, and as soon as the words came out, the old Huang Cheng's cloudy eyes turned cold.

Yu Chihai claimed to have seen the cold eyes of life and death, but seeing this look at this moment, it was as if a basin of piercing cold water had been poured on his head, and his whole body shivered.

"... Seriously?" The rest of his words came out bitterly.

Huang Cheng lowered his gaze, blew on the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"I'm sleepless in the middle of the night, did I come here to tell you a joke?" he said.

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Until he stood outside the door, looking at the pitch black night, Yu Chihai was still a little chilly.

"By the way, there is one more thing." He stood for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, turned and said to the servant who sent out, "When I came, I saw Mr. Lu from Jinyiwei on the street."

The servant's expression could not be seen in the night.

"Lord Lu?" he said, his voice was very calm, "Don't worry, Master Lu won't see you."

It seems that Huang Cheng has also greeted this famous Lu Qianhu.

Although he knew that the other party couldn't see his expression, Yu Chihai still saluted extremely respectfully.

"It's time to thank you, my lord," he said.

The servant hummed through his nose, turned and went in.

Yu Chihai adjusted to the darkness for a while before walking out. When he reached the alley, the street lights cast over him, allowing him to see the road clearly, and also allowing others to see his expression clearly.

There was no trace of humility on his face to please compliments, and his figure was also upright, not as humble as before.

"Read the books of saints." He said to himself, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "It's also the books of saints."

After saying a word, the ridicule disappeared, and his expression became gentle again. He walked slowly along the street and soon came to the night market street. Looking at the still bustling street in the middle of the autumn night, he could imagine the grand scene in the daytime.

Standing on the street, Yu Chihai's eyes were full of envy.

The chattering and laughing people passed by him without paying any attention to him, and smiled understandingly at most.

When foreigners first enter the capital and see the night market, they always look like this.

This great river and mountain is as prosperous as a fairyland on earth, Yu Chihai walked slowly along the night market street with people, his eyes could no longer hide his greed.

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"How could he meet Lu Yunqi?"

On the other side, Huang Cheng asked the servant.

"I went to ask the little one, Lu Qianhu just left the city." The servant bowed his head and replied.

Huang Cheng frowned.

"What are you doing out of town at night?" He said, "Do you know how many people want to eat his flesh and drink his blood?"

At this time, in front of a cemetery in Lujiazhuang outside the city, torches were lit, illuminating the cemetery as if it were daytime, but there was only Lu Yunqi alone in the cemetery.

He looked at the tombstone in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand to caress it. He didn't speak or make any other movements, he just stroked the word Jiuling over and over again.

How painful.

How painful.

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At this time, there are many people who have not fallen asleep at night. On Yangcheng Street, where there is no bustling night market, a group of people and horses are galloping past. For the sake of a night pearl.

The young man took the lead and galloped along the street, and the Fang family's house soon appeared in front of him. Before they approached, the gate had already been pushed open.

Fang Chengyu rushed in without stopping.

"What are you doing this late at night? How dangerous it is."

Mrs. Fang shouted angrily.

Fang Yunxiu and Fang Yuxiu are also in the hall.

"If grandma finds out, she won't be able to sleep all night." Fang Yunxiu also said.

Fang Chengyu apologized to them with a smile, and then raised a letter in his hand.

"I'm going to get Jiu Ling's letter." He said with a smile, "I really can't wait for tomorrow."

I knew that the child would ignore the matter of Jiu Ling, and Mrs. Fang let out a sigh of helplessness.

"You don't know that something happened to Jiu Ling." Fang Chengyu shook the opened letter and said solemnly.

Fang Yunxiu was startled.

"What's wrong?" she asked hastily.

"She was kidnapped by bandits," Fang Chengyu said.

Fang Yunxiu covered her mouth, while Mrs. Fang and Fang Yuxiu looked indifferent.

Fang Yuxiu even yawned.

"Okay, okay, I'm back and I'm fine, let's leave." She said, holding Fang Yunxiu's arm.

scattered? at this time?

"But Zhenzhen..." Fang Yunxiu said puzzledly.

"Zhenzhen is definitely fine." Fang Yuxiu said, "Eldest sister, instead of worrying about her, you might as well worry about the bandits."

Fang Yunxiu burst out laughing.