The red candlelight was on the desk, and the bride's face was crying, and the thick powder was washed out with two obvious marks.

Before she married into the Duke's Mansion, she heard that the old Duke's temperament was a bit strange, but she still didn't expect it to be so serious. She suddenly disappeared at the ceremony and even called the groom away on the wedding night. Is this not satisfied with herself or a conflict with her grandfather? If so, why did she agree to this marriage?

Lu Ming didn't know what his newlywed wife was thinking in the bridal chamber. As Duke Lu's youngest son, he had more calmness and observation than the name of a playboy who was circulated outside. He knew that his father must have something extremely important to explain to him, and he had noticed something strange in the room.

This is Duke Lu’s bedroom. There is always a very expensive porcelain on the museum shelf next to the window. It is said that the big bowl comes from Ru kiln a thousand years ago. He was warned not to touch it when he was urinating. He was very impressed by the porcelain bowl, so why did he change it to a new one today?

"Today I'm too anxious, just take it and hold it on. Tomorrow you go to the warehouse to take the Xinyao sea bowl and put it here."

Duke Lu was wearing a plainclothes and combed his gray hair with his hands, repeatedly reminding him: "Don't forget."

Lu Ming responded and asked, "Father, what happened?"

Duke Lu looked up at him and said, "Everyone said that I love you the most. This is a good thing. Even the Duke is here, I am going to give it to you."

Although he had already had some guesses in recent years, Lu Ming was still a little surprised when he heard about this incident and said, "Those two brothers..."

Duke Lu raised his hand and signaled that he didn't need to say anything more, saying, "Outsiders think I am old and demented, and I only care about caring for my young son. How can I understand? I like your calmness."

Lu Ming didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"But if you want to get the position of Duke, then you have some secrets in your family, and you have to bear the past together."

After saying this, Duke Lu looked a little tired and relaxed, and said with a smile: "I also learned this secret from my father on the night of my wedding. Your aunt has blamed me for many years. You will go back later, but don't forget to coax your new wife."

Lu Ming felt more and more nervous and asked, "Father, what is the secret?"

Duke Lu's eyes fell on the museum shelf and said, "This secret has to start with this bowl."

...

...

The room is very simple and looks very clean. There are no treasures on the museum shelf next to the window. It is mainly made of inkstone yellow stone, which is very suitable for practitioners.

Jing Jiu felt very satisfied, so he took out the bamboo chair and lay on it.

This time he left Qingshan, he did not forget this incident.

With the sound of rain outside the window, he slept comfortably. When he woke up, the rain had not stopped, and it was already evening.

He thought for a while, walked out of the room, followed the corridor to the front yard, and walked into the flower hall.

The family was still sitting in the flower hall, and the seat had not changed, but the dishes on the table had been put away.

With his arrival, the atmosphere in the flower hall suddenly became tense.

The young woman hugged the child in her arms with some anxiety.

Several gazes fell on him, and people didn't know whether to get up to greet him or how.

Jing Jiu asked, "Can I sit here for a while?"

The middle-aged man quickly got up and said, "Sit, sit, sit."

He originally wanted to ask for a seat, but thinking of the adult's instructions and the practice over the years, he forced himself to swallow the word "全".

Jing Jiu looked at the sky and said, "Is it time to have a meal?"

"Yes, you...what do you want to eat?"

The young woman stood up, grabbed the front of her clothes nervously, and said, "I'll do it now."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't have to worry about me if I don't eat."

When the young woman got up, the child in her arms slipped to the ground naturally.

The child shook his body and walked to Jing Jiu, opened his hands and said, "I want to hug you."

Everyone likes beautiful things, and children will not hide their own ideas.

The atmosphere in the flower hall became even more tense. Adults wanted to pull the children back but didn't dare, and the young woman's face became even more pale.

Jing Jiu looked at the child and said seriously: "No."

He really doesn't like children because communication efficiency is too low and it's very troublesome unless the child is smart enough or has a calmness beyond his age.

For example, the little monk in the temple, such as Liu Baogen in the small mountain village.

The child felt very wronged and almost cried with his mouth puffed.

Seeing this scene, the family in the flower hall breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.

"Do you want tea?" the young woman asked carefully.

"Need not."

Jing Jiu realized what pressure his curiosity brought to the family, so he picked up his hat and walked out of the yard.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he stopped and said, "I have troubled you all these years."

...

...

The rain is still falling, and there is no one in the alley.

Jing Jiu wore a hat, raised his hand and wiped his face, lowered his head and walked into the rain.

The dusk was dull, the spring rain was fine, and pedestrians were in a hurry. No one noticed that he had a black mask on his face.

The streets near Baima Lake in the east of Chaoge City are very prosperous, with merchants gathering. The famous restaurants and brothels have already hung lanterns in advance, which are very beautiful with raindrops.

Even in the rain, the streets were still lively, with pedestrians everywhere, and various boots stepped on the water accumulated in the bluestone, making a sound of banging.

There is a medical clinic on the west side of the street.

Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to what words were written on the plaque. When he saw the crabapple flower engraved on the plaque, he knew it was here.

Who would have thought that the most mysterious intelligence organization roller blinds in Chaotian Continent was in the most prosperous place in Chaoge City.

No one can be sure who is behind the roller blind man. He heard his senior brother tell many secrets, but he did not mention this point.

But according to hundreds of years of behavior, people who roll the curtain should be inclined to the right path.

Jing Jiu looked around with his hands behind his back and found that the clinic was really ordinary, and... it was really not safe.

However, no matter how mysterious the roller shutter person is, he will eventually need a channel to communicate with the outside world to do business - the clinic is indeed a very suitable place - the conversation between doctors and patients needs to be kept confidential and cannot be heard, and every city is essential.

The doctor in the museum noticed something strange, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you visiting a doctor or buying medicine?"

Jing Jiu said: "None of them are, I'll ask about it."

The doctor squinted his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

Jing Jiu recalled the words of his senior brother back then, confirmed that there was no mistake, and said, "Is Haitang still the same?"

The doctor was stunned.

Jing Jiu thought this was a bit unprofessional.

I don’t know how long it took, but the doctor finally woke up, looked at him with a faint look, and said, “It seems that you are very sick, come in and take a look.”

"I'm not sick." Jing Jiu said.

The doctor glanced at him again.

Only then did Jing Jiu understand what the other party meant and said, "Sorry."

When he arrived at the quiet inner room, the doctor said directly: "Tell me your problem."

Jing Jiu said: "I want to know the relationship between the Master of Qingshan Sect and Taiping Zhenren."

The doctor watched him quietly and didn't speak, as if he was looking at a real patient.
Chapter completed!