No matter whether you are a wizard or a hero, living in the world, you always have to experience an existence called dragging your legs.
Qiu Si stared blankly at the person who came to report the news, the latter was cold all over, and barely calmly said: "Young Master returned to the helm by taking responsibility for the Perak Hall, and Daoist Bai Yu and others were all arrested. Come on, Mr. Liang and the others are still following Captain Cheng. The young master has always been quite prestige, but now he has not made it clear that the chariots and horses are going to go against you. Naturally, our people can't say anything and can only wait and see, but this way Going down is not the way, I have to ask Mr. Qiu for advice."
Over the years, Qiu Si has raised many people who have given up on him.
The die-hard here refers not to loyalty, but to blind trust in him.
Whether it's for fame, ambition or ambition, whether it's a Jianghu person or a person in the officialdom... After so many years, he has become accustomed to trusting Qiu Si, believing that all troubles can be solved by him.
This makes them think of Qiu Si subconsciously when they encounter difficult problems, because the other party can easily come up with comprehensive methods that they can't keep up with even if they want to break their heads, and they can even get benefits and benefits from these methods and turn bad things into become a good thing.
Even the most cautious and prudent person has developed a terrible inertia after being "used" for so many years.
—There are more convenient ways to return money, so why bother yourself
No one in this world can be born without a last resort. To do this, in addition to having a huge power, one has to be willing to hand over oneself and become a pawn unknowingly.
As long as you give enough benefits the first time, and continue to the eleventh time, even if there is no benefit, the other party is still convinced.
The symptoms of addiction addiction are no less harmful than Ahirong.
Qiu Si's "help" was naturally not given in vain, and even the trouble the other party encountered may have been caused by him with the help of another party, so that his own people could integrate into the forces of Ningtai and become an inseparable part. Take further control of differentiation.
In this way, it is equivalent to indirectly controlling the officialdom and the arena.
Inadvertently flicking a finger, it can set off a violent storm in Ningtai.
This invisible and huge advantage is the key to Qiu Si's fearlessness, and it is also his last trump card.
However, there is no such thing as one's wishes in the world, and no one can achieve everything, even Qiu Si, such a powerful Qiu Si.
- The group of people in Pili Hall suddenly appeared as a hindrance.
Someone secretly took in the people of Pili Tang without the knowledge of Qiu Si, thinking that he was an amazing soldier, but the fool was a fool, which ruined his good game.
If it weren't for them, Qiu Jing would never have re-entered the Fengxing Pavilion so easily.
This punch not only made those Fengxing Pavilion elders dizzy, but also broke Qiu Si's layout.
Qiu Si originally wanted to leave Qiujing alone and helpless, so that she could see what was irreversible, and forced Qiujing to leave Jingzhou with a small number of people.
Now that Qiujing has stayed, Cheng Jingchuan will not be obedient, plus Meng Qi who "catches up with the opportunity", it's strange that the situation can't be ups and downs. Someone like Qiu Si who has a strong desire to control will probably kill Pili Tang. A fool's heart has it.
The Jianghu man who came to report the letter was a well-known boxer in the Jiangnan area. After several life-and-death struggles, he instinctively felt murderous, and the chill was rising. The whole person seemed to be immersed in cold water, and his brain was frozen. wood.
"Mr. Qiu..."
He looked at Qiu Si in horror. The other party was not so expressionless, but rather a painted-skin ghost who lost his disguise, the kind of murderous ghost who feeds on people and looks at people like picking chickens, ducks, and fish.
At this time, a bowl of steaming medicine was brought up by the attendant.
"I'm sorry, Master Zheng, let's go first, it's time for Mr. Qiu to take his medicine."
The water mist filled with a bitter odor blocked his sight. He was interrupted by this. When the boxer looked up again, Qiu Si had already picked up the medicine bowl and shook it gently. His eyebrows were furious. Everything just now seemed to be an illusion.
However, the cold sweat on his back was still there, and the goose bumps on his body could not be calmed down.
Zheng Boxer was terrified, and could not wait to get up and say goodbye immediately.
But Qiu Si's two attendants were staring at him, and they were in a position that blocked the window and door.
"Yes Yes… "
Boxer Zheng squeezed out a stiff smile, and the cold sweat on his back grew even more.
Others don't know, but Zheng Quanshi, who often comes to Mr. Qiu to report (beg) letters (assistance), doesn't know that these attendants are all very skilled in martial arts. One of them, Yu Heng, has learned two kinds of martial arts that have been lost for a long time. swordsmanship.
It is said that these people were from lonely backgrounds, loyal to Mr. Qiu, and experienced numerous tests.
Of course, the most remarkable of these people is Cheng Jingchuan, who has long since gotten rid of his squire and appeared as Mr. Qiu's disciple and successor.
Qiu Si is a very person, and the attendants he "taught" are no exception. Although Zheng Boxer doesn't know where Mr. Qiu got the lost martial arts secrets, he has never doubted Qiu Si's ability.
Now Boxer Zheng felt that Qiu Si was far more terrifying than they thought. He shuddered suddenly and lowered his head even lower.
There seemed to be something roaring in his heart, which made his drowsy brain sober, and the palm of his side clenched subconsciously.
Yuheng looked down at him, then kept silent -->>
She raised her hands up to get the medicine bowl.
Qiu Si casually handed the bowl over, but his finger lightly tapped the door on his servant's wrist.
Yuheng bowed his head knowingly and stepped back.
Qiu Si sipped the incense tablet he gargles, and said indifferently, "Who took in the people from Pili Tang, and who gave them the idea? He wanted to kill Meng Qi on the streets of Ningtai City, but Meng Qi couldn't find it. , I only met Doctor Mo, and now it's not going to end well, so you think of me?"
Boxer Zheng smiled dryly and said, "This is probably done by Master Bai Yu and the others. Those little things from Pili Hall are very useful, but everyone didn't expect that these gangsters actually voted for the King of Heaven and even helped capture Xiaxuan. Chuanguan... Mr. Qiu should know the person of Bai Yuren, he can't collude with the king of heaven, the young master forcibly charged their foreheads today, and he may have trouble with Cheng Xiaowei tomorrow, and the matter is imminent , If my backyard is in chaos, how can I deal with King Jing, King Wu, or even King God?"
"Yes, unfortunately, there are very few people who can see this truth clearly." Qiu Si sighed softly.
The chill subsided, and the familiar rhythm of the conversation made Zheng Quanshi slowly calm down. He accompanied him with a smile and said, "I don't dare to praise Mr. Qiu, and ask Mr. Qiu to make an idea."
Qiu Si glanced at him lightly, and said casually: "Pili Tang has ulterior motives, deceives the real person Bai Yu, and secretly provokes infighting in Fengxing Pavilion. Isn't this obvious? Since people have won, what else is there to investigate? The top priority should be To deal with the army of the God-given King who is about to invade Jingzhou."
Zheng Boxer's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.
As long as Qiujing is not allowed to take advantage of the theme and shake the status of those Fengxing Pavilion elders, the situation can be reversed.
With a demeanor and humility, he left.
A cup of tea was not cold enough yet, Yuheng came in and reported: "The people are solved, the body was thrown at Sanlipo outside the city, and the fatal imitation was the technique used by the high disciple of the Qingwu ancestor under the king of heaven."
Qiu Si was noncommittal, raised his hand and said, "Pack up and leave Ningtai City with me immediately."
The attendants, including Yuheng, were taken aback.
"This... Could it be that those guys in Pili Hall have done something else? Why did Mr. leave?"
Ningtai has been Qiu Si's hard work for many years, and only in this city can Qiu Si be able to exert his greatest strength.
Yu Heng and others thought about breaking their heads, but they didn't find any trouble to force Qiu Si to leave.
According to Qiu Si's original intention, he was not in the mood to explain more, but these attendants were trained and trained by him for many years, so he had to appease him anyway, so he said coldly: "When Qiu Jing is free, he should bring Meng Qi to the door. already."
Although they are not in Qiu's residence, there are still many people in Fengxing Pavilion who know this place.
"Young master is really... hey."
Qiu Si's words were heard by the attendants because he didn't want to turn against Qiujing completely and become enemies in person, so they couldn't help but complain about Qiujing, and hurriedly began to pack up.
Qiu Si watched them busy without saying a word.
There were not many letterheads left in the study, Qiu Si knew these things clearly, and took a stack and gave it to Yuheng.
The letterhead was soaked in water and rotted, and the handwriting was not clear before it was thrown into the brazier, because no matter how you burn it in a hurry, it will leave residues, and you can always see scattered pieces when you open the ashes.
In this house, luggage is always prepared, and there is no shortage of food, water, dry food, fire, and fire. When the carriage was ready, it only took two quarters of an hour.
Yu Heng took a cloak and tied it to Qiu Si. The few people just walked into the courtyard, when the periwinkle flowers in the courtyard just bloomed suddenly.
The wind picked up and the petals fell.
Qiu Si stopped and looked up: "They are here."
"Mr. Qiu?"
Yu Heng drew his sword in surprise, and the other attendants immediately surrounded Qiu Si.
I do not know when a figure has been standing on the wall.
Three dwarf pine trees were planted in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves were not yet lush. The man stepped into the courtyard step by step, as if stepping on the pine branches.
The sleeves of the robe were slightly raised, and the strong wind swept away the light. Several organs in the corner were touched, sending out a few sparse arrows.
Although Yuheng blocked in front of Qiu Si in time, this merciless dark energy made Qiu Si almost fall to the ground.
"what."
The visitor laughed sarcastically, Yu Heng was about to retreat to the courtyard gate, but was surprised to find that there was another person silently there.
Tsing Yi with black hair, facing the wind with a jade tree, holding a simple and unpretentious knife.
Such a knife could be forged in any blacksmith shop in Ningtai City, because it was a letter-opening knife, short and narrow, with a simple style and no decoration.
However, when you hold it in this person's hand, it's like a genius holding a pen and an actor playing the qin, and the next moment there will be endless beautiful rhetoric or moving movements.
"… "
Yuheng's pupils contracted, his breathing became heavier involuntarily, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The other attendants also suppressed their fear with ferocity, and before they started, they sensed the horror of the enemy.
Only Qiu Si calmly supported the wall and stood firm, smiling: "Beautiful like a spring moon willow, solemn like a Panasonic wind, what I saw the day before yesterday was not the true face of the two, which is really a pity. It seems that today, Meng Guoshi deliberately took off that body. The borrowed armor brought Doctor Mo to visit him, and Qiu was flattered."