There was a dead silence in the Cangsong Hall, only the rustling of dead leaves could be heard, the guards and disciples were silent and dared not speak, and even held their breath when handing over posts, which was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the previous few days.
A bean fire was burning on the table, and a man in black was standing there, slowly brewing tea: "It seems that Ji Yanran has made up his mind that he will not turn to Fifth Master."
"I reminded you at the beginning that Ji Yanran and Ling Fei have a very close relationship, so I'm afraid they won't do us this favor." Jiang Nanzhen put down his teacup heavily, with dissatisfaction in his tone.
"It turned out that I was wrong. I thought that Ji Yanran might be different from others. I thought that Yun Yifeng would die soon, so it wouldn't hurt to save him first." The man in black sneered and sighed like self-deprecating, "But in fact, the palace There really isn’t a single gentleman who keeps his promises, heh.”
Jiang Nanzhen asked: "Then what should we do now?"
"Prince Xiao is treacherous, and now his little lover is fine, we have no handle, what can the fifth master think?" The man in black shook his head, and wrote lightly, "Forget it."
Jiang Nanzhen clenched his fist on the table: "Forget it?"
"As for the 800,000 Black Flood Dragon Camp, it's not just forgetting, otherwise? Is it possible to sit down with Ji Yanran and reason?" The man in black looked at him, "For the imperial court, let Jiang Lingfei be the head Obviously, it is more reassuring than letting Wu Ye be the head of the sect, they will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Maybe your precious nephew was simply persuaded and lured by the court, so he suddenly had the idea of being the head of the sect."
Jiang Nanzhen's face was gloomy. It's not that he didn't think that Ji Yanran might break the contract after getting the blood ganoderma, but he never expected it to be at such a time - he didn't turn his face when he first found the blood ganoderma, and didn't turn his face when he first arrived in Jiangxi. When he was home, he turned his face, but when he was about to take over as the head, when all the sects in Jianghu had arrived in Danfeng City, and were about to visit the door to congratulate him, they suddenly attacked. This is not just a promise, it's like slapping yourself in public, how can you bear this humiliation in your heart.
"People from the Li family, tsk." The man in black persuaded again, "But don't get angry with the fifth master. The things in this world are all about thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. For us, Jiang Lingfei's superiority is not It's all bad, at least we can use his hand to get rid of Jiangling Temple and Li Qinghai."
Jiang Nanzhen coldly reminded: "Don't forget, there is also the attack on the eldest brother, which is also waiting for the new head to investigate, so you don't have to be afraid—"
"What am I afraid of?" The man in black put down his teacup, pretending to be puzzled, "Didn't the Fourth Young Master do this? What does it have to do with you and me?"
Jiang Nanzhen: "..."
"Don't worry." The man in black smiled softly, "The current Jiang family is just a broken sieve that leaks everywhere. Why don't you let the third young master take the trouble to repair it first, and the fifth master will take it over. It won't be a disadvantage."
…
Ji Yanran waited in the inn for two days, but he couldn't wait for Jiangnan Zhen to come.
It wasn't until the third day that the news came that Jiang Wuye had relapsed from his chronic illness and was bedridden. He might not be able to take over as the head for a while. Suddenly, everyone in the city was in an uproar, and without knowing it, they wondered to themselves whether the position of the head of the Jiang family was cursed. relapse. And those who are well-informed and responsive have already prepared a new copy of the congratulatory gift, and are going to tie it up with congratulatory red silk and send it to Yanyuesha.
Yun Yifeng said: "It seems that Jiang Wuye has already determined that the prince and Brother Jiang are in the same group."
"This time it is true that our injustice came first." Ji Yanran sighed, "But the emperor ordered us to find out the past before making a decision."
Of course, in order to express his apology, regardless of whether it was useful or not, Yun Yifeng carefully selected many gifts and went to Cangsong Hall to "visit the sick". Jiang Nanzhen didn't see anyone in bed, he didn't even raise the curtains, only his wife answered indifferently, and didn't even serve a cup of overnight tea, so he ordered the housekeeper to "invite" him out of the gate.
There was a frantic barking of dogs behind him.
Cloud Gate Master calmly quickened his pace.
Going forward, there is Wutong Garden, Jiang Chenchen's residence.
There was the sound of swords and guns colliding in the courtyard. The young man was holding an egret sword and was fighting with his family's martial artist. Although he was young, he already had a somewhat aggressive look when he made his move. After sweeping away dozens of people from the roof, he was secretly proud of himself. Just as he was about to take the move to the ground, he caught a glimpse of Yun Yifeng standing at the door from the corner of his eye. , looking at myself with a smile.
A group of little maids huddled together under the eaves, and just now they were waving handkerchiefs vigorously to applaud Ninth Young Master, but now they all looked elsewhere, blushing and heartbeating, you push me, I push you.
Jiang Chenchen snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his hand, and stabbed directly at Yun Yifeng's chest.
"Ah!" Everyone in the courtyard exclaimed.
"Master, absolutely not!" The martial artist also turned pale with shock.
Yun Yifeng's feet flicked, and the hem of the snow-white clothes barely brushed past him, and he tapped the young man's shoulder with one hand. Jiang Chenchen felt a numbness in his arm, and staggered two steps involuntarily, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang .
…
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the martial artist and the little maids hurriedly looked around, as if they didn't see the young master's embarrassing defeat, they slipped away quietly.
The courtyard was silent, Yun Yifeng bent down and picked up the sword: "Master Ninth, if you want to learn, the trick just now is called 'Qingyun Xianniao'."
"Are you here to look for Third Brother?" Jiang Chenchen put his sword back into its sheath and sat down on the steps.
"I'm here to visit Jiang Wuye." Yun Yifeng replied kindly, "I heard he's sick."
Jiang Chenchen looked at him, and obviously had a new understanding of the shamelessness of Fengyumen. Don't you and King Xiao not understand why Uncle Wu is ill? But having said that, since he and the third brother are grasshoppers on the same rope, and he doesn't have any deep relationship with the fifth uncle, he is quite grateful for this "shameless", and even forgave the knock just now, And decided to show mercy and accept the other party's favor: "Qingyun Xianniao, is it the lightness kung fu of Fengyumen?"
"Yeah." Yun Yifeng smiled, "However, I asked the third young master to help me investigate the matter earlier, how is it?"
"Is that the piano?" Jiang Chenchen said, "I've already asked. Few of the elderly in the family know about it. Only the nanny in charge of Yaleju can barely remember something."
According to Mammy, the violin was not bought from outside, but was left in the guest room by a guest many years ago. The handyman in charge of cleaning carried it to Yaleju for a temporary release. I never thought that it would last for more than ten or twenty years.
"Which year, who is the guest, can I still ask?"
"Of course, who am I?" Jiang Chenchen looked at him, sweeping his eyes up and down, "You seem to be very concerned about this matter?"
Yun Yifeng frowned: "So, you want to take this opportunity to negotiate terms with me?"
Jiang Xiaojiu stretched out his hand: "Give me the antidote first!"
"No, now the Jiang family is on the cusp of the storm, there is no room for trouble, and you have already been in trouble once." Yun Yifeng shook his head, "Don't even think about making a deal with this matter."
Jiang Chencheng insisted: "Then I won't say anything."
"Don't try to change the conditions?" Yun Yifeng reminded him, "For example, half of the martial arts cheats in this world have fallen into the hands of Feng Yumen, and I will, just in case, before handing over the originals. Rubbing it carefully."
Jiang Chenchen: "..."
Yun Yifeng said again: "Of course, if Master Jiu is not interested in martial arts secret books, there are treasure maps, rare and famous paintings, and more. In the future, when you grow up and have a sweetheart, Fengyumen can also Help me to find out, which store does the beautiful sister like to use the most for pearl powder and rouge cream, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will get success in no time!"
Jiang Chenchen learned the lesson this time: "You first make a written statement."
Yun Yifeng smiled kindly: "Li beautiful sister?"
Jiang Chenchen yelled angrily: "Make a secret book of martial arts!"
The master of Fengyumen was not stingy, and with a swipe of a pen, he wrote down that he owed Jiangmen Nine Young Masters more than ten copies of martial arts cheats.
One more thing, a complete set of rouge and gouache.
Jiang Chenchen ordered: "Rewrite!"
"Rewrite what, when you grow up, you don't know how to thank me." Yun Yifeng folded the IOU and stuffed it into his sleeve, "Tell me, what happened to the piano?"
"Mama can't remember what year it was, and I don't know who invited the guests, but I just vaguely remember that it should be an autumn more than ten years ago." Jiang Chenchen was reluctant, "The master of Qin has been Once in Yaleju, she is not young, but she is very temperamental, she covers her face with a light veil all day long, oh yes, she also has a maid by her side, the two of them are about the same age, and there was a quarrel once."
The quarrel with a very low voice was more like trying to persuade each other. Only one of them raised his voice slightly when he was excited, and shouted, why should I be worthy of the general.
Why should I be worthy of the general
Yun Yifeng frowned slightly, not understanding the meaning.
"The next day, the master and the servant left." Jiang Chenchen continued, "As for whether they will come again in the future, I really can't say for sure, there are too many guests coming and going in Jiang's house every day. Well, But it’s true that no one has ever asked for that piano again.”
That's why it has been in the center of Yale for many years, and slowly, slowly, it has been squeezed into the most remote corner by other pianos, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it.
On this day, when Yun Yifeng returned to the inn, it was almost late at night, and Ji Yanran was about to go find Jiang Lingfei's important person.
"I didn't go to Yanyuesha." Yun Yifeng poured tea by himself, and drank three or four cups in one breath, "I've been at Master Ninth's residence, and taught him a few tricks of lightness kung fu."
"I haven't taken care of my body yet, and I ran to fight and kill again." Ji Yanran pulled the man into his arms, displeased, "What did I tell you before going out?"
"Come back as soon as you put down the gift, at most go to Yanyuesha for a meal." After Yun Yifeng answered, he explained, "But it happened for a reason."
Ji Yanran nodded: "Say, if the reason is unreasonable, see how I punish you."
Yeah? The master of Yunmen was active and cleared his throat: "After delivering the presents, I planned to come back immediately, but suddenly a group of beautiful fairy sisters floated down from the sky, singing and dancing in the parasol garden, and thousands of old flat peach trees suddenly grew in the corner , The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother came here stepping on the auspicious clouds, and she spoke earnestly, and must let me stay for a drink."
"..."
"I'm done." Yun Yi said calmly, "Does the prince think it's reasonable?"