Gao Mingjing left.
There was silence for a moment beside the case.
The tea patrons in the building noticed that these people were of extraordinary status, so they stayed away early to avoid disturbing them.
Li Guofeng pinched his eyebrows and turned to look at the two people at the table. He hesitated to speak, and the words he had planned out suddenly seemed a little boring.
He did come to inspect each team today, and with his stern personality, he wanted to reprimand the two of them. But after being stirred up by Gao Mingjing, it suddenly became difficult to speak.
After a long time, he frowned: "Luo Huaizhu isn't here?"
Mu Yaoyao said timidly: "Senior Sister Luo wanted to follow me this morning, but Senior Brother said it would be more convenient for her to stay in the prison to practice."
She didn't know that Ji Pingan's arrangement was based on:
If Luo Huaizhu's fighting power is by his side, the murderer may not dare to show up.
However, when this sentence fell into Li Guofeng's ears, the meaning changed.
In his opinion, it was undoubtedly a more complete display of attitude, which made the academically rigorous supervisor feel complicated.
Frankly speaking, he is very optimistic about Ji Pingan.
Although Ji Pingan was initially disappointed, the prejudice against Ji Pingan's mediocrity was overturned after he showed his extraordinary talent. He knew very well that the other party was very likely to become the new generation leader to succeed "Luo Huaizhu" in the next few years.
Especially after reviewing the "Peng Yuan" incident, although he did not know the inside story, Li Guofeng was keenly aware that this political wisdom of pulling a group and fighting a group was definitely not Xu Xiurong's style.
Combined with the inquiring information, a shocking truth is about to emerge:
In other words, this counterattack was led by Ji Ping'an.
Sufficient talent and skill... made him regret missing it every time he thought about it.
If you think further, it is unknown whether Xu Xiurong will succeed Xu Xiurong and become the new warden in the future.
Because of this, he allowed Ji Ping'an to enter the "special training class" despite his insufficient cultivation... without any objection.
In my heart, I have expectations.
But in contrast, Ji Ping'an's consistent laziness made him unhappy.
No matter when he first learned astronomy knowledge, or after he joined the wooden academy, he rarely went to class... This kind of lazy character that relies on his talent in the eyes of outsiders has been shown again and again.
Li Guofeng is particularly sensitive to this because when he was a boy, he was just like Ji Ping'an.
For this reason, he was beaten up by the imperial master many times, but he was burdened by the young man's strange self-esteem and his stubborn temper did not change. It was not until later when my mind matured that I regretted it and realized how wrong my thinking was back then.
It was precisely because he had stepped on the pit that he could not bear the good youngster Ji Ping'an to make the same mistake as himself.
This was the scene where he went to Qinglian Xiaozhu to beat the opponent after the results of the monthly exam were announced. He was hoping that Ji Ping'an would get lost and return, but judging from his bad attitude... he obviously didn't listen.
I hate that iron cannot become steel.
"Alas." Li Guofeng sighed deeply, feeling powerless. He glanced at the cold plum tree on the table, a hint of appreciation flashed across his eyes, and he moved his lips and said:
"The painting is good. However, people's energy is limited. If you are broad but not complex, rough but not refined, it is better not to practice."
Ji Pingan said:
"That's what the prisoner said. It's just to relieve boredom. I heard that Mo Lin specializes in painting and music, but his disciples also like to play chess. I think he also plays chess to relieve fatigue. This is also in line with the true meaning of rhythm relaxation."
I’ve told you the truth... Li Guofeng was silent for a moment and said:
"The Imperial Master once gave me something he said in the past, and I will give it to you today. How much you can appreciate it depends entirely on you."
"Please say."
"The Imperial Master once said: To kill someone, you have to put a knife on your throat. As a student, I should use my strength from the heart to the smallest place, and naturally I will be solid and glorious."
After that, Li Guofeng stood up and glanced at him with some regret, as if he was worried that he wouldn't understand the beauty of it, and added:
"Talent only makes you start higher than others. Only by studying hard can you reach the road."
Immediately, he turned around and left on the stairs, joining the sea of people on the street.
Ji Ping'an looked out of the window and watched Li Guofeng disappear, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart:
"That's not actually what Mr. Wang Yangming meant..."
…
…
The next day, the murderer did not show up.
In the evening, the five teams returned and each summarized the news.
The progress of the remaining four teams has increased again, and it seems that they are just one step away from finding the murderer.
As for Muyuan...just like yesterday, he spent the whole day hanging out in the teahouse. Mu Yaoyao's belly was so round that she couldn't even eat dinner when she came back, so she fell asleep, which made Xu Xiurong's beauty stand out.
And when the news spread in the prison, the discussion about Ji Pingan's performance became even louder.
Some star officials who supported him yesterday really couldn't come up with a strong reason to fight back, so they had to sulk. When Pei Sili was receiving the report, he was even more helpless to see that the paper handed over by Ji Ping'an only had five big words:
The same as yesterday.
"Junior Sister Lin seems destined to guess wrong. Muyuan has made no move so far. It is no doubt that she has given up on this fight."
At the entrance of the dining hall, the two teams of water and fire happened to bump into each other. Zhao Xinghuo, who is tall and thin and has a knight-errant temperament, smiled and joked.
Compared to some of the discussions among the lower-level supervisors, the members of the special training class were more cautious and more inclined to think that Mu Yuan was using a very new tactic.
And made a bet on this, guessing what Muyuan will do next.
But looking at the three-day period, two days have passed, and Luo Huaizhu didn't go out at all today. The group of geniuses were completely relieved, thinking that Mu Yuan knew very well that their own strength was the weakest, so they might as well not waste any effort.
From a certain perspective, it is also a kind of wisdom that knows how to advance and retreat, and how to give up.
Si Chen, a woman with soft eyes, smiled and said:
"There's still one day left. How is the progress of Shiranui-in? If everyone gets nothing by the end of tomorrow, maybe Kiin's strategy will be correct by then. At least I won't be tired."
In the past two days, these proud people had been running around the city of God all day long, which was quite hard. Correspondingly, the two of Muyuan drank tea and listened to music, and the contrast was not too sharp.
Zhao Xinghuo smiled playfully and didn't answer.
At this time, Wang Xian, Jian Zhuang and others from Jinyuan, as well as Sichen headed by Shi Hao from Tuyuan also walked out of the dining hall.
The four teams looked at each other, their eyes almost sparking in the air. Without saying anything, they each led their teams away.
After two days of pursuit, the four teams have passed through different directions and obtained important clues. Everyone is determined that the real murderer will be captured tomorrow.
Everyone was full of confidence, but Mu Yuan was completely ignored.
…
Qinglian Xiaozhu.
"Sir, are you not angry at all?" After the meal, Huang He moved a small stool and held a cattail leaf fan in his hand to fan Ji Ping'an.
It's late spring, it's getting dark later and later, and the lanterns attract some flying insects.
Under the old peach tree, Ji Ping'an lay lazily in a wicker chair, looking at the still dark sky covered with indigo and the looming stars, and said in a leisurely voice:
"Since it was something that was expected earlier, why are you angry?"
Huang He sighed and said:
"Everyone is not in the same state of mind as you. I have inquired secretly. In fact, most of the supervisors and star officials are still neutral. Many people are even more sympathetic to our Muyuan. The reason why there are so many doubts now is mainly because a small number of people are in If they jump, they won’t worry about offending others?”
Huang He has been ravaged by life, and he knows that officialdom pays attention to human relations and sophistication. You are good to me and I am good to you. No matter how fierce the fight is in private, there will be some scruples on the surface. If there is no harmony, at least there will be little quarrels.
Well, except for the trolls.
So he didn't quite understand why there were always people with stubborn heads.
Ji Ping'an said leisurely:
"If everyone were 'smart' enough, could assess the situation, deal with things diplomatically, and not be stupid and impulsive. How boring would the world be? Don't fall into the trap of 'rational people'."
After a pause, he slowly added: "And don't just look at the surface of everything, think more deeply. The 'Peng Yuan' people will never die in their desire to destroy the Qin Tianjian."
Huang He was shocked and realized what the young master really meant, those young men who questioned the detractors or simply felt unfair, filled with righteous indignation, passionate and unafraid of power.
There may also be people secretly guiding you, trying to tarnish your reputation and create conflicts. For example, Peng Yuan did not disclose his "accomplices" until his death.
Huang He thought about it again and again, and couldn't help but said: "Then we can only suffer it?"
Ji Ping'an yawned, stood up and walked towards the house, saying, "Young man, don't be too impatient, be patient."
Huang He was sitting on the bench, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand. He blinked and suddenly smelled a familiar smell.
…
The third day, early morning.
When Mu Yaoyao was soundly asleep and pushed open the courtyard door of Qinglian Xiaozhu with light steps, she said to Ji Ping'an who was washing her face in the courtyard:
"When are we going to eat pastries?"
Ji Ping'an took the towel, wiped his face, smiled at the girl and said, "I can go by myself today, you can stay and practice."
Boss Mu Yaoyao was unhappy and asked suspiciously: "Do you think I eat too much and are reluctant to spend money? Didn't the shopkeeper say that as long as you send paintings, he will give us free food and drink?"
...How come the juniors of our national master are just a bunch of fools... Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "No more painting today."
"What for?"
"It's time to close the net."
…
Not long after.
Ji Ping'an arrived at the "Dark Fragrance Tea House" alone. The waiter's eyes lit up and he greeted him:
"Young Master is here. Hey, you didn't bring the girl?"
Your words sound ambiguous... Ji Ping'an shook his head and said, "They have something to do. By the way, prepare a quieter seat for me today, and try not to have anyone around."
The waiter was stunned for a moment: "Why?"
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and smiled: "Because I have to wait for someone."
…
ps: Thank you to the boss for throwing 350,000 points! Great blessings to the sky! I wish the boss that the prices at the grocery store will be reduced, that you can play games for thirty kills without getting your account banned, and that you won’t be able to stay up late without the dark circles under your eyes! !
