"You are always good at persuading people." Jiang Wang looked at the slight ripples in the water and asked, "Is the Captain of Beiya so good?"

"What are you thinking about?" Chong Xuansheng raised his hand and said in an exaggerated tone: "This is the most powerful position you can touch at this stage, and it is also the gateway to the real center of power in Qi. If you can become the Northern Powerhouse today,

Captain Yamen, one day God comes, you can directly join the Nine Soldiers and become a general. We will send you to the Autumn Killing Army. The next step is the Military Hall! Even taking charge of one of the three departments is not impossible, so the next step is

Zhengshitang! You actually asked me here, whether the captain of Beiya is that good?"

"Think about it Jiang Wang! This is the top six countries in the world, the overlord of the Eastern Region. You can get to the top as quickly as possible and share the supreme power in this world with those top people... This step starts from the north.

Lieutenant Yamen begins! You actually ask if it’s important or if it’s good?”

Looking at Chong Xuan Sheng, who was spitting all over the place, Jiang Wang remained silent for a while.

Then he said: "Oh?"

Chong Xuan Sheng glared angrily: "Are you imitating a goose today? Oh, non-stop!"

Jiang Wang smiled: "It seems to be really important."

Zhong Xuansheng's face was full of hatred: "It's good if you know!"

"Yeah, I know." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I'm going back to practice first. Remember to help me check on Gongsun Yu."

"Think clearly and control yourself!" Zhong Xuansheng shouted from behind: "Don't improve your cultivation too quickly. If you accidentally get a spiritual attack, you won't be able to become the captain of Bei Ya!"

Jiang Wang's back has disappeared, and I don't know if he heard it.

…

…

As a famous scenic spot in Linzi, there are many mansions built at the foot of Xiashan Mountain for dignitaries.

Of course, Chongxuan Sheng is not the only one who picks places.

Jiang Wuxie, the master of Yangxin Palace, also has a separate courtyard here, and usually only comes to stay during the period when the "Fengxia Night" begins.

Everyone knows that His Highness the Ninth Prince is fond of beautiful women, delicious food, fine wine... He enjoys all food and pleasure, and never makes it difficult for himself.

He has a noble status, but he rarely stays in the Yangxin Palace. This is different from the other palace owners.

As far as Jiang Wuxie is concerned, although he is the master of the Yangxin Palace, he can decide all matters in the palace with one word. But the Yangxin Palace is also within the scope of the Qi Palace after all, so there are some rules that must be followed.

This is where the problem lies.

In comparison, Wen Yushui Pavilion is where he usually lives.

Almost everyone in Linzi knows it.

When Jiang Wang went to sea to rescue people, he always went directly to Wenyu Shuixie to negotiate terms with him, which can be seen from this.

However, Jiang Wuqi's mourning period has not been long, so it is obviously inappropriate for him, the elder brother, to still spend time in Wenyu Waterside Pavilion.

So during this period of time, I lived in this villa at the foot of Xia Mountain.

Needless to say, the layout is exquisite and the style is elegant.

Among all the other courtyards at the foot of Xia Mountain, this house is also one of the best.

At this moment, Jiang Wuxie was lying on a soft couch, her eyes slightly closed, and she was content. Her long hair was tied sideways with a hairpin, and she was only wearing a loose silk robe. Two beautiful maids were kneeling.

Sitting on both sides of the soft couch, one pinched his shoulders and the other beat his legs.

The jade hand travels in the mountains, and the warm fragrance plays in dreams.

I don't know what night it is today.

The soft couch stands on the very stylish terrace, and you can see the beautiful view of Xiashan Mountain from the side.

Of course, there are curtains all around. When they are lowered, it becomes a private space, and when they are raised, the sky becomes vast.

This terrace is unusually spacious, with potted flowers, caged birds, and a large water tank with water lilies. The flowering period has already passed, but it is still blooming brilliantly.

Not far in front of the soft couch, there is a harp.

The brackets support the ground, like a beautiful woman with her feet. The wood is smooth and has a jade-like luster.

After Xianqin, there is another beauty.

She has a slender figure, a graceful temperament, and average eyebrows. She is playing a piano solo.

Beautiful people and beautiful scenery, wonderful sounds are heard. The mountain breeze blows, so pleasant.

There is only one person wearing black clothes, half kneeling on the ground, which is an unharmonious color in this picture.

He supported his knees with his left hand, and stretched his right hand against the ground, expressing a kind of surrender. The raised veins on the back of his hand also described strength.

"You mean..." After enjoying it for a long time, Jiang Wuxie said slowly: "There is nothing wrong with Feng Gu's body?"

The beautiful piano sound stopped.

"I went to check it myself, and there is indeed no problem." The man in black, half-kneeling on the ground, said, "Beiya is not just for people who live in poverty."

"How come... um... there is no problem at all?" Under the beautiful maid's gentle pressure, Jiang Wuxie's voice was erratic: "It shouldn't be..."

"It really shouldn't be." The man in black said, "But now it's too late to do anything."

"Don't do anything." Jiang Wuxie frowned slightly: "Why do you want to do something? To add unnecessary fuss at this time is to be incredibly stupid. We just need the truth...the truth, do you understand?"

"Understood." The man in black said.

"Qi Song, I hope you really understand." Jiang Wuxie said.

The man in black named Qi Song lowered his head: "Being humble means you really understand."

"So..." Jiang Wuxie asked, "Who asked you to go to Beiya in person?"

"I humbly thought that... I would not be discovered."

"What do you think?" Jiang Wuxie opened his eyes, with undisguised dissatisfaction in his soft eyes: "You think Beiya is your backyard, you think Jiang Qingyang is just a common man with no fighting ability...

You think you are laughing at them, but you don’t know that you are being laughed at!”

"Do you know?" Jiang Wuxie asked, "Zheng Shi has already found you, and it was Gu who stopped him?"

"Gu can only tell him that this matter was directed by Gu, and Gu intends to supervise the case... A person who is watching the fire from the other side has to go and put out the fire now. Qi Song, what do you think?"

"I am humble enough to realize my mistake," Qi Song said.

Jiang Wuxie turned over without even looking at him. The thin silk nightgown vaguely revealed his perfect muscle lines.

But his face above the nightgown was delicate and feminine.

The two beautiful maids who were squeezing their shoulders and beating their legs quietly stepped away, one behind him and the other to his right.

The Master of Yangxin Palace just sat on the side of the soft couch, facing the scenery on Xia Mountain.

Qi Song was half-kneeling behind and to his left.

"Everyone makes mistakes, so Gu will forgive you once." Jiang Wuxie said: "Now that you are done with it, you are responsible for finding out the truth, and also take good care of those people in Beiya. Speaking of which, Gu cares about the eleventh brother, That’s what it should be.”

"Yes." Qi Song responded respectfully.

"But I don't need the truth, do you understand?"

"I understand." Qi Song thought for a moment and then asked softly: "Your Highness, after finding the truth, who should I hand it over to?"

He seemed to really understand.

Don't be afraid of being stupid, just be afraid of being smart.

Jiang Wuxie looked at the distant mountains and said softly: "Zheng Shangming has another loyal dog ear, and Lin Youxie's future is limited. Try your best to help Jiang Qingyang get promoted. After all, he is being favored, and only he can make this matter a big deal." "

"Understood." Qi Song bowed solemnly, then stood up and left.

It is already the winter moon, and the red maples are withering.

At this time, Xiashan Mountain was bare and there was nothing interesting to see.

But Jiang Wuxie looked at it very seriously.

That face that was too delicate didn't have much expression.

"Why did the sound of the piano stop?" he asked suddenly.

The beauty playing the piano said: "If Your Highness cannot listen with your heart, it should not play."

"Don't you pay enough attention to yourself?"

"His Royal Highness was busy suppressing murderous intentions just now. How could he have the time to listen to the piano?"

Jiang Wuxie's eyes were filled with a smile: "Sese, if you are too smart, you will be in big trouble."

The woman named Wu Se flicked the strings with her tail finger.

Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong.

He said softly: "Isn't your highness a big trouble for me?"

"You're right!" Jiang Wuxie laughed, but still looked at Xia Shan.

People see a prosperous scene, he sees a broken scene.

"It's a pity that the beauty in the world, like beauty, fades easily..."
To be continued...