Yinwu Pavilion is located in the middle of Zhenwuhou Mansion. It has high walls and is majestic and mysterious. Except for the eldest lady and housekeeper Qiu Tianhai, ordinary people are not allowed to enter without permission.
Violators will be severely punished!
Even the legitimate son of the Hou Mansion does not have the right to enter directly without permission.
Jiang Xinbai knelt outside the Yinwu Pavilion, motionless for three hours. The swelling on her cheeks gradually subsided after Murong Heng applied medicine to her, but the pain persisted, reminding her of the great humiliation she had endured today. .
Murong Heng was guarding Jiang Xinbai, looking at the majestic cornices behind the high wall and the tall tower that almost towered into the clouds. No matter how well-trained he was, it was a little unbearable and understandable at this moment!
"Xinbai, hasn't Jiang Li always been disliked by the Marquis? Why did he cause such a big disaster today, killing people in the mansion, and the Marquis stood by and turned a deaf ear!" Murong Heng said in a low voice.
"The second brother said that my father's attitude towards Jiang Li recently has been a bit abnormal. His attitude is still indifferent, but also very tolerant. Maybe it has something to do with Jiang Li's upcoming entry into Qianjunhou's mansion!" Jiang Xinbai shook her head, feeling a little confused.
Ever since her sister Jiang Xinyu was killed last night, she felt that her father's attitude towards her had undergone some subtle changes.
Maybe it’s because my father was too sad!
Jiang Xinbai sighed. Although she had knelt here for three hours, she had no intention of leaving.
My father has always been doting on his sisters, and he will definitely not turn a blind eye.
"Miss, please go back. The Marquis will not see you today!"
After a long time, the door of Yinwu Pavilion finally opened, and Qiu Tianhai, the chief steward of the Hou Mansion, walked out slowly and bowed slightly to Jiang Xinbai who was kneeling on the ground.
"Why doesn't father see me?"
Jiang Xinbai was stunned, and the grievance in her heart could no longer be controlled: "Steward Qiu, my father has always loved our sisters the most. Xinyu was killed last night, and his body was still cold. I was humiliated by Jiang Li again. No matter how important the court affairs are, my father can't Don’t care about our sisters!”
"Miss Xinbai, something big happened in Shengjing last night. Thousands of students who went to take the martial arts examination were killed by Beimang spies. The Marquis commanded the Ministry of War and was responsible for the martial arts examination. He has an unshirkable responsibility. The Holy One has decreed that he will personally take charge of this year's martial arts examination. Come on, a similar situation must never happen again!"
Qiu Tianhai sighed and said: "The Marquis did not see the young lady because he was afraid of getting emotional and disturbing his mood. The Marquis will definitely investigate Miss Xinyu's death thoroughly and will never leave it alone. Miss Xinbai can just wait with peace of mind.
"As for Mr. Li, his mother died young and he was miserable since he was a child. He also has some connections that are difficult for outsiders to know. The Marquis has other plans. Miss Xinbai listened to the old slave's advice and should not provoke Mr. Li in the near future. wonderful."
After Qiu Tianhai finished speaking, he didn't stay for a long time and turned back to Yinwu Pavilion, leaving Jiang Xinbai in a daze.
"What important connection can there be with Jiang Li? His mother is a rebel from Beimang, and her bloodline is not pure. It's just that Liu Honglie from the Qianjunhou Mansion rejoined the Martial Saint and was reused by the Saint!"
Jiang Xinbai bit her lip and stood up straight, her hands clenched tightly and trembling.
Since her father didn't stand up for her, she took matters into her own hands and ended Jiang Li's life.
She is a Taoist genius, and even the Lord of Linghe Castle said that she is destined to become a ghost.
A young and accomplished ghost immortal is always more helpful to the court than a martial artist who has just returned to the holy realm in his twilight years!
"Brother Murong, you have also seen that Xinbai has lost his father's love, and his mother has been banned from the cold pavilion. I have no one to rely on. Only my brother can help me!"
Jiang Xinbai looked at Murong Heng pitifully and said softly: "Brother Murong, can Xinbai rely on you?"
"Sister Xinbai, even if you want the moon in the sky, I will use my fists to get a piece of it for you!"
Murong Heng looked at the delicate and helpless girl in front of him, and felt pity for her, and a surge of blood suddenly surged into his heart.
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"Master Marquis, Miss Xinbai has left, but I see that she is so angry that she won't let it go!"
In a study room of Yinwu Pavilion, Qiu Tianhai pushed the door in and bowed to report to Zhenwu Marquis Jiang Shirong who was sitting behind the desk.
He looked down at his toes, just like he had for decades.
"It seems that I doted on the sisters too much before. If the two of them had not left Linghe Castle and returned to Shengjing without my permission, they would not have lost one of them!"
Jiang Shirong's eyes were deep and there was no trace of sadness or anger on his face, as if Jiang Xinyu, who was killed last night, had nothing to do with him.
"Were all the thirty-seven Furious Tiger Guards killed by Jiang Li alone?" Jiang Shirong was silent for a moment and then asked suddenly.
"I would like to inform you, Lord Marquis, apart from all the maids in Lanhong Pavilion, there is indeed only Mr. Li!"
Qiu Tianhai nodded and said: "It has only been three or four months since Mr. Li was allowed to practice Qi Meridian. The speed of his cultivation is really amazing. He is in the fifth realm of Qi Meridian, but his combat power is comparable to the sixth realm of Martial Meridian." , apart from his own bloodline, his martial arts talent is really enviable!"
"Human Immortal, Human Immortal!"
Jiang Shirong gently tapped the armrest of the wooden chair with his fingers, his narrow eyes, the array of swords and axes flowing, suddenly shot out a ray of light, and the empty room was electrified.
"Tianhai, do you think that Jiang Li's ability to make such astonishing progress in his Qi practice in such a short period of time is really just the power of human-immortal blood!"
"Master Marquis, since humans and immortals are called immortals, they can seize fortune, control life and death, and achieve nirvana. There must be something magical and unpredictable that is difficult to predict using common sense!"
Qiu Tianhai said in a low voice: "The identity of Young Master Li is indeed of no small importance. However, except for Princess Tianzhu, the surviving members of the Pre-Qin Dynasty have not appeared in the world for decades. Young Master Li is trapped in the Marquis Mansion and has always been under the control of the Marquis. Even if a surviving family member really approaches the Young Master, they will never sit back and watch Young Master Li cultivate his energy and ignore it!"
"So, do you think that Jiang Li's ability to reach such a state is all due to his own cultivation?" Jiang Shirong asked.
"Master Marquis, rule out all possibilities, and the most unlikely reason must be the real reason!"
Qiu Tianhai raised his head in a rare move, with a faint smile on his wrinkled old cheeks: "Master Hou may not like to hear it, but I still want to say that among the dozens of descendants of Master Hou, only the divorced one The young master is the child who is truly expected to inherit the mantle of the Marquis. Not to mention his talent in martial arts, his forbearance and decisiveness in killing are far beyond the reach of all the young masters and ladies!"
"But the more he behaves like this, the less I can keep him. The Pre-Qin bloodline will definitely be a serious problem for me in the future!"
For some reason, Jiang Shirong's eyes became even colder.
"Tianhai, send a message to Xinbai, asking her to leave the capital immediately and return to Linghe Castle to practice. Without my order, she must not leave Linghe Castle even half a step!"
"As for Jiang Li, let him grow up and show off in the near future. I hope this will attract the remnants of the Pre-Qin Dynasty to show up!"
"I have received a secret report that the Yunzhou tripod will soon appear in Beimang. If it can be obtained by me in the Great Zhou Dynasty and carry the destiny of a state, it will definitely destroy the Mang Wei and make my territory in the Great Zhou Dynasty reach an unprecedented breadth! "
"The Liangzhou tripod has been missing for a hundred years, and it's time to appear in the world. If the Holy One can control the four states tripod, great things can be accomplished!"
Jiang Shirong rubbed the sword-shaped jade pendant in his hand and looked at the sky through the wooden window. His mind wandered and he remembered something again.
"Old slave, you obey!"
Qiu Tianhai nodded silently, said no more, and walked away.
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"Sir, will the Marquis really not blame you?"
The moon is on the tip of the mountain, and the breeze is blowing.
In the back garden of Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Li soaked his whole body in the hot spring. The slightly hot spring water enveloped his whole body and flowed slowly, as if all the pores in his body were opened.
Chuchu only wore obscene clothes and stayed close to Jiang Li.
Leaning the young master's head on his chest, a pair of small hands warmed by the spring water pressed hard on his young master's shoulders.
The small hands, which are only half the size of Jiang Li's palm, seem to have a special power. They grasp and press the acupuncture points accurately. The numbing and sour feeling spreads throughout the whole body through the acupuncture points. It is more comfortable and refreshing than the physical body. .
Jiang Li closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying the rare moment of peace.
"It is a capital crime for anyone under the Nuhu Guards to commit a crime. Marquis Zhenwu will not do anything to me!"
Jiang Li patted Chuchu's little hand gently and said comfortingly: "Qiu Tianhai led his servants to carry away all the bodies of the Nu Huwei today, and did not bring any punishment instructions from Marquis Zhenwu. Everything will be fine!"
"It's good that the Marquis won't blame the young master. Recently, the housekeepers and servants in the mansion have been very polite to us in Lanhong Pavilion. It would be great if this could always be the case!"
Chuchu nodded and looked at the young master lying in her arms. She felt very uncomfortable when she recalled the blood stains on his body when he returned to Lanhong Pavilion.
It has been extremely difficult for the young master to grow up in the Hou Mansion over the years. Although the situation of the two of them seems to have changed for the better since the eldest lady allowed the young master to practice martial arts, the young master has encountered more and more dangers and things.
Not only can I not share my worries with the young master, but I need the young master to take care of him.
When the girl thought of this, she felt very useless.
"Perhaps only someone like Miss Su can help the young master!"
Chuchu sighed, and the figure of Su Youzhen appeared in his mind.
Miss Su is not only extremely beautiful, with white, tender and breakable skin, she is also tall, plump and attractive...
Even when a woman sees it, she has the urge to go up and touch it.
Looking down, Chuchu became even more frustrated.
"Why is Jiang Shirong so calm?"
Jiang Li lay in Chuchu's arms, feeling the girl's gentle heart, and his mind was filled with thoughts.
Today, he killed dozens of angry tiger guards in Lanhong Pavilion. In addition to venting his anger for Chuchu, he was also testing Jiang Shirong's reaction.
Tuoba Canghai said that he was the inner demon behind Jiang Shirong's promotion to human immortality. Now it seems that what he said is true.
It's just that even if Jiang Shirong couldn't kill himself, why didn't he even receive a symbolic punishment?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Jiang Li then thought of the three-legged cauldron found in the corridor.
The cauldron can react with his blood, indicating that it was probably left by his mother.
Hiding in the stone wall of the corridor, he also didn't want the cauldron to be obtained by Jiang Shirong.
If he could find out the true origin of the cauldron, he might be able to deduce some of Jiang Shirong's plans.
"No matter how hidden the truth is, I will get to the bottom of it!"
Jiang Li closed his eyes and suddenly found Chuchu's small hands slowly moving around his body, pressing down harder and harder.
The soft and delicate little hands passed across the skin, like an electric current, and the body also had a strange feeling, and the blood surged.
"Chuchu, Master is a little sleepy, let's go to bed early tonight!"
Jiang Li grabbed Chuchu's magic hands and stood up from the water. He looked back at the girl. Under the moonlight, the girl's skin was as soft as snow, reflecting a thrilling luster.
(End of chapter)
