"You said... which one?"
The housekeeper was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground, "That's it... it's the one who beheaded Flood Dragon in the street a few days ago, Jiang... Jiang General of the Guard..."
Snap--
There was a crisp sound.
Qian Boyong slapped Qian Shaoyou hard on the face.
This slap was so hard that Qian Shaoyou staggered, and half of his face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qian Shaoyou was stunned. He covered his face and looked at his brother in disbelief.
"Brother, you hit me? You hit me for a woman?!"
Qian Boyong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and growled through gritted teeth, "You are really crazy!!!"
He was so angry that if he hadn't asked so many questions today, he might not have known that his incompetent brother had dared to think about such a person!
Qian Shaoyou was frightened by his appearance, but still argued with a stiff neck. "I... what's wrong with me? Everyone has a love for beauty! Nowadays, in the city, which man doesn't care about her? Why can't I?!"
"Why?"
Qian Boyong laughed in anger. He let go of his hand and kicked Qian Shaoyou in the stomach.
"Do you know where Demon Suppression Bureau is?! Do you know who General of the Guard is?! Do you know what she killed?!"
"Whatever you did outside, how much money you spent, I, Qian Family, can help you sort it out! But Demon Suppression Bureau! That's Demon Suppression Bureau!"
Qian Shaoyou turned pale and waved his hands repeatedly.
"I... I didn't want to do anything... I just... just wanted to send something to express my feelings..."
"What do you mean?" Qian Boyong sneered, his eyes full of disgust, "It's best this way."
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down,
"I'm warning you one last time, don't let me hear you mention her name, and don't think about her again.
"Otherwise, there is no need to wait for the Demon Suppression Bureau to take action..."
In the past few days, Jiang Yuechu has been running more frequently to the Wei Mansion.
There's nothing else to do, just go get some food.
Wei Qing seems to be happy with this. Every time, a table of exquisite meals is prepared, and the two of them sit in the pavilion in the backyard, watching the clouds, listening to the wind, and chatting.
This small world seems to be isolated from the outside world.
Jiang Yuechu often thinks of his past life.
In that world, there were telephones and the Internet, and the sky was South Sea north, just a series of signals away.
Parting doesn't seem that heavy.
But here, it's different.
Chang'an and Liangzhou are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
After this farewell, I don't know what year or month it will be when we meet again next time.
On this day, Wei Qing dug out a guqin from somewhere, wiped it clean, and placed it on the stone table in the pavilion.
"You have nothing to do, let me teach you how to play the piano?"
Jiang Yuechu raised his eyebrows, looked at the guqin, and then at his own hands.
These hands are good for holding a knife, playing the piano...
She tried to stretch out her fingers and plucked the strings.
"Zheng--"
Because the force was too great, a harsh noise came out.
Wei Qing was frightened by the movement, and then burst into laughter, "You girl, you don't have to use so much force when playing the piano."
Jiang Yuechu took back his hand expressionlessly.
Wei Qing smiled and shook his head, sat next to her, held her hand, and placed her fingers on the strings one by one.
"Look, your hands should be gentle and your mind should be calm..."
As she spoke, she guided Jiang Yuechu's fingers to fiddle with a few simple syllables.
Jiang Yuechu looked at those slender white hands, feeling the warmth coming from the fingertips, and felt a little lost.
She closed her eyes.
Deep in my mind, the vague memories of my previous life quietly emerged.
It seems... it can play a little bit.
She opened her eyes again and tried to follow the vague memory and put her fingers on the strings again.
At first, it was a little jarring.
The syllables are broken Severance and Continuation, which makes it impossible to make a tune.
But gradually, the movements under the fingers became more and more smooth.
An unknown ditty flowed slowly from her fingertips, becoming clearer and more melodious, echoing in the small courtyard.
The smile on Wei Qing's face slowly solidified.
She looked at the girl next to her in disbelief.
The song is over.
The lingering sound lingers.
Wei Qing opened his mouth, and after a while, he found his voice and sighed quietly.
"Can you play?"
"Understand a little bit."
"..."
"People are really different... It's just that your talent in martial arts is so high that it's scary. How come you can do such elegant things at your fingertips? What else can't you do?"
"I'm born with it, there's nothing I can do about it."
"... Grass!"
Wei Qing rarely used a bad word and rolled her eyes angrily.
At this moment.
A burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the hospital.
"Ginger General of the Guard."
Jiang Yuechu looked sideways and recognized the other party as the soldier beside Wei He.
"What's wrong?"
"Lord Wei ordered you to go there immediately Regional Command."
"Got it."
Jiang Yuechu stood up and straightened his clothes.
She looked at Wei Qing, and the disappointment in his eyes was clearly visible.
"I'm leaving."
"Well... be careful."
Jiang Yuechu nodded, said nothing more, turned around and followed the soldier out of the yard.
Demon Suppression Bureau, Regional Command fu.
It's still that familiar study room.
Jiang Yuechu stepped in and saw the solemn look on Wei He's face at a glance.
"My lord."
Wei He's voice was a little hoarse and he got straight to the point.
"People from Treasure Monastery are here at Liangzhou."
Jiang Yuechu was stunned.
"Treasure Monastery?"
Her pupils shrank slightly and she raised her eyes.
"Seeking revenge on me?"
"Obviously, they don't dare."
Wei He shook his head, "You are now Demon Suppression Bureau, sixth grade General of the Guard. No matter how powerful Jeweled Temple is, you would not dare to openly attack a General of the Guard."
Jiang Yuechu didn't speak, just listened quietly.
Wei He continued, "However, you need to be more careful these days. The people of Treasure Monastery have always acted in a dark way. They cannot come here for no reason."
"Who is coming?"
"Discipline Hall first, Wangchen."
A trace of fear flashed in Wei He's eyes, "This person has entered the Core Formation Realm realm decades ago. One of the two Treasure Monastery monks you killed was his disciple."
"Wangchen..."
Jiang Yuechu's eyes were filled with coldness.
She had a grudge against Treasure Monastery, but before she could take the time to resolve it, the other party showed up at her door.
That's fine.
"I understand."
She stood up slowly.
Wei He looked at her, still a little worried after all, and added another sentence.
"Whether they are here for you or for something else is unknown, but in any case, you must not take the initiative to conflict with others."
"But, after all, you are a member of the Demon Suppression Bureau and a member of the Great Tang court. If the other party really does not know whether to live or die, Si Li... will not stand idly by."
I got off work late and was a little confused.
Today I will update three chapters.
No work tomorrow, stay up all night tonight