Ye Gucheng fell into deep thought.
He really wanted to know who passed by his study, whether it was an outside thief or an inside ghost, and what they took away. Jiang Li only got this account book from "Ninth Young Master", Ye Gucheng naturally has no doubts, but the most important thing is whether the ninth young master has hidden any backhands.
Of course, this is much more important than a mere meal. Originally, he was also a little hungry, but Jiang Li mentioned this matter, if he can still eat, he would be really big hearted. So he just nodded and ordered two guards on duty outside to send Jiang Li and Jing Wuming off for him, instead of setting off in person.
On the way back to the courtyard, Jiang Li and Jing Wuming met Lu Xiaofeng again by coincidence. Lu Xiaofeng was inquiring about something with a maid, dancing and gesticulating. It's just that they are far away and can't hear what they are saying. The maid looked a little dazed and kept shaking her head. But at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng turned his head slightly, and suddenly saw Jiang Li and Jing Wuming walking over.
Lu Xiaofeng was startled, he didn't know where to put his hands, twisted his body, and ran away for some reason. When Jiang Li walked up to the maid, she still had doubts on her face. Because this is the only way to go back to the courtyard, Jiang Liduan had no reason to detour, and when he walked to the place not far from the maid, she regained consciousness.
"I met Miss Jiang, Mr. Jing." The maid bowed her knees.
Jiang Li asked casually, "What did you do just now?"
The maid replied: "Young Master Lu suddenly stopped the servant and asked if there have been any strange things happened in the city in the past few months. This... the servant really doesn't know. Except for the recent chaos in the city, it has always been very quiet in the past."
Jiang Li nodded and said, "If the food in the dining room is ready, send it to my yard."
"yes."
Jing Wuming hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something.
Jiang Li shook his head lightly.
Jing Wuming was silent.
There were guards walking along the way, and the two of them returned to the yard just like that.
Of course, Hua Manlou had left long ago and was no longer in the courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard, and it seemed a little deserted. Jiang Li sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, smelling the faint fragrance of camphor wood, and said, "Let's go in a few days, I'm tired of living in the sea."
Jing Wuming was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stopped thinking about the previous question, nodded and said: "Okay."
He originally wanted to mention Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng originally wanted to follow them to hear what happened. Ye Gucheng was willing to entrust Baiyun City to Lu Xiaofeng before, and he trusted him very much. If Lu Xiaofeng asked, Ye Gucheng would probably not refuse. It's just that the three walked quickly, without giving him a chance to speak.
Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng thought that Huamanlou would be there for a while, so he squatted here to ask for second-hand news. He knew that Jiang Li would not tell him, so of course it was Ye Gucheng who was waiting, but Ye Gucheng didn't wait. Wait until Jiang Li. Feeling guilty for a while, I had to grab a maid to pretend temporarily. His acting skills are too bad, and Jing Wuming is a straightforward person, he almost exposed Lu Xiaofeng.
But Jing Wuming naturally didn't remember anything else about Jiang Li's bid to leave. The living conditions in Baiyun City are definitely not bad, but it is not a place to stay for a long time after all.
Jiang Li said: "I'll rest for a while, call me when the meal arrives."
"good."
Jiang Li returned to the house. She had exhausted a lot of internal energy before, but she was really a little tired. She took out some snacks from her backpack and started to meditate.
Later, the meal was delivered, and along with the meal, there was also the little princess who was already full. Apparently, the cooking skills of the cooks in Baiyun City were far inferior to Huang Yaoshi's. She made do with a few bites, and couldn't wait to come to Jiang Li to find out how it was snowing. Zhiqiu had no choice but to follow behind.
At this time, the little princess no longer carried the bag on her back, but was holding a new vase with a white camellia in it. It can be seen that it should have just been pruned, and there are still sporadic dewdrops on the petals, which is quite natural. She said, "Sister, I'm here to find you."
Jing Wuming remained expressionless, and said, "Young lady is resting."
Zhiqiu followed behind, stooping and said: "You take the liberty to disturb me."
The little princess said: "My sister said, you can come to her after eating." She tried her best to stare at him.
Jing Wuming's face was expressionless, like a stubborn stone, just refusing to let go.
Jiang Li heard the movement and walked out of the house. She said, "What's wrong?"
The little princess held the porcelain bottle in both hands, handed it to her and said, "Sister, I gave it to you."
It's been a while since Jiang Li came to ancient times, but this is the first time she received flowers, and the person who gave them to her was actually a girl much younger than her.
Seeing the huge white camellia blooming in front of her eyes, she laughed a little and said, "Then I will accept it."
The little princess showed a complacent and slightly provocative expression at Jing Wuming, and went into the yard by herself and sat down.
This time Jing Wuming couldn't stop her anymore, and of course he didn't plan to stop her again. Now he ignored her at all, but said: "Girl, let's eat first."
Jiang Li said: "Wait a minute, I'll have a meal first."
The little princess nodded.
She rested her chin and watched Jiang Li eat seriously.
Jiang Li felt that everything he did was pleasing to the eye, but it was very natural, and his appetite was not affected at all.
After a stick of incense, Jiang Li put down the bowl and chopsticks, went to wash his face, pulled the big flute out of his backpack, hung it on his waist again, and said, "Do you still want to listen to a song?"
The little princess nodded, then shook her head again, and said, "I want to learn how to snow." She liked the sound of Jiang Li's flute very much, and also liked the snow that Jiang Li played on the flute, but listening to it again and again, always It's because I haven't learned the convenience of wanting to hear and see and do it myself. She didn't know anything at first, including this one-handed flower arrangement technique, which she learned from others.
Jiang Li said: "You can't learn it."
Although the little princess liked Jiang Li very much, seeing her say that, she naturally felt somewhat dissatisfied in her heart, she said: "My sister hasn't taught me yet, how do you know I can't learn it?"
"Of course it's because it's a special effect. It can't be taught or learned," Jiang Li said. But of course you can't say that, she said: "Look at my hand." As she spoke, she stretched out her left hand. The skin is white, as if there is a jade light flowing, a chill gradually grows on the palm, and it condenses into an ice flower.
Jiang Li asked: "Have you seen it clearly?"
The little princess shook her head.
She saw clearly how the ice flowers were formed, but she knew nothing about Jiang Li's internal energy operation route.
Jiang Li pressed his hands against hers so that she could feel the flow of internal energy, and this time he asked again, "Do you understand?"
Her hands were freezing to the bone, and after the little princess touched them, a thin layer of frost formed, and she couldn't help shivering.
But it was so cold at this time, it was naturally impossible to stop the little princess' curiosity.
"I see," she said.
Jiang Li asked again: "Then can you do it?"
To condense ice flowers in the palm, the first requirement is that the attribute of internal force must be extremely yin and cold, and it must be very deep. This alone excludes the little princess. She is good at everything, except for one thing, her martial arts is not well practiced, no matter whether it is moves or internal strength, she can't show her hands.
The little princess pouted, and said: "If you give me twenty years to accumulate internal strength, I..." She couldn't go on, because even after twenty years, she still wasn't sure how to do it. This kind of thing can deceive outsiders. But you can't lie to yourself. That three-legged cat kung fu is simply impossible to show.
Her knowledge was far superior to those of the soldiers of the Southern Palace. Others regarded Jiang Li as a banished fairy, and the little princess would definitely not think so. She probably only knew about Jiang Li's method of snowing. He has the realm of a master above his birth, and he can use his internal force to move the power of the heavens and the earth, thereby affecting the sky. Compared with land, the climate on the sea is easier to change.
But in any case, this is very remarkable, at least the little princess can't do it.
Jiang Li stopped talking and just looked at her. Her gaze was as calm as a pool of autumn water. Under such gaze, no one could hide their thoughts. Not to mention, the little princess was not a person who liked to lie, was good at lying, or concealed her true temperament. She has a very simple temperament, with emotions written all over her face.
The little princess could tell that what Jiang Li said was true, and it didn't seem like he was fooling her, so she felt even more depressed.
She suddenly remembered the conversation she had with her father, Zi Yihou, before she ran away from home.
"Daddy, do you think I can't learn it? Is it because I'm not smart enough?" the little princess asked. This was said after she had studied flower arrangement for a long time, and she had reached the peak of flower arrangement skills, but she did not make any progress in martial arts, and she was emotional for a while.
"No, it's just the opposite." Zi Yihou looked at his daughter and replied, "You are very smart. I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can be smarter than my daughter." The little princess has not had time to be happy. After hearing the rest, Zi Yihou said seriously: "But it's just a little cleverness, it's not enough. Really smart people, they won't make the mistake of focusing on one thing and neglecting another."
Zi Yihou hoped that his words would have a certain impact on his daughter and make her change her attitude. The little princess did not improve her martial arts, but her flower arrangement skills improved by leaps and bounds. This shows that she really put her heart into it, but her heart was not on the right path. She resisted "learning martial arts" and did not want to learn martial arts.
It's a pity that Huang Rong is still a child now, and Zhou Botong has just been trapped on Peach Blossom Island by Huang Yaoshi, and he is not so bored as to use his left hand to fight with his right hand, creating the technique of fighting left and right, otherwise Zi Yihou might fight with the little princess For example, there is a kind of kung fu, the art of fighting left and right, which smart people can't learn, but only "stupid people" with pure and honest thoughts can learn it.
The little princess still doesn't understand what her father means by these words. After all, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she had grown up on a five-color sailboat since she was born, so her knowledge was too shallow. However, Zi Yihou's words would cause her to rebel, but Jiang Li's words, she finally listened to a few words.
Jiang Li said, "I'll play a song for you."
"Okay." The little princess was immediately distracted and looked at her expectantly.
Just as Jiang Li held the Xuefeng Bingwang flute to his mouth, the wind suddenly blew.
The climate at sea is inherently unpredictable, the rain just fell when the wind picked up.
Jiang Li said: "The sky is not beautiful, let's try another day."
If you blow the Snow Phoenix Bingwang flute at this time, it is not snow, but hail.
The author has something to say: There is only one update recently, because the spirit is not very good, and after get off work, I have to go to the clinic to hang water for two hours, and it is past nine o'clock when I get home, and I am still a bit burnt out.
It's better to add more to you, let me goof around first.