It is suddenly late in the world, and the mountains and rivers are already autumn.
The emotions accumulated throughout the summer bloom in this mountain of red maples.
Ji Xiaowan silently withdrew her little hand and secretly observed the other person's expression.
Phew, she believed it...
The person who came was as tall as the fat-headed fish, both over 1.7 meters tall.
Dressed in a knight's attire, wearing a curtain hat, the hanging black curtains were opened to the left and right, and beneath it was a heroic face that ordinary women could not have.
Different from the fathead fish.
The fat-headed fish has the face of the female CEO’s royal sister, while the woman wearing a curtain hat in front of her has the face of a knight-errant.
Flat eyebrows like swords, almond-shaped eyes with stars, straight nose bridge, slightly narrow cheeks, thin upper lip, no makeup.
He is the type of person who can be seen as a righteous person at a glance.
Although his mind is not as exaggerated as Ji Xiaowan's, it is not comparable to Zhu Yao's and is completely adequate.
If Jiang Wuji saw it, he would definitely say: This is the real heroine!
"Why did you come here?" Ji Xiaowan said angrily, like a little daughter-in-law complaining coquettishly.
The heroine sneered and said, "Something happened on the way and we were delayed. How is Uncle Ji's situation?"
Ji Xiaowan originally wanted to say that there was hope, but when she thought of the unspeakable things between her and Jiang Wuji, she couldn't help but sigh.
However, Ji Xiaowan's reaction seemed to be what the heroine had expected. She said: "At that time, I advised you not to take action rashly. Fengtian Division is a master of golden swords, not to mention there are four ghosts. You can only penetrate clouds." What can a master of manipulation do?"
Cloud Chuan Zong is an advanced light skill. It is said that those who have practiced it to the extreme can walk on snow without leaving a trace, and pass through clouds to chase the sun.
Hearing this, Ji Xiaowan suddenly became unhappy.
What does it mean to be able to travel through clouds? I obviously know how to use Soft Wind Palm, but I can also... If it weren't for my Chuan Yun Zong, could I have escaped unscathed that night when I broke into Fengtiansi?
Who do you look down on...
Seeing Ji Xiaowan puffing up her cheeks, the mysterious woman whispered softly like she was coaxing a daughter-in-law: "Okay, come back with me first, and we will arrange Uncle Ji's affairs."
"Your leader is willing to take action?" Ji Xiaowan was very surprised.
The mysterious heroine is Murong Wanfeng, and she is the wife of the leader of the Red Lotus Sect.
Although the Red Lotus Sect is a rebel, it has been basically active in the Shazhou area in recent years. It has been a long time since it sent people to other states to cause trouble, let alone Dali Capital.
"You don't believe me?" Murong Wanfeng asked with a frown.
Although Ji Xiaowan was not from the Red Lotus Sect, Murong Wanfeng was her close friend before marrying the leader.
Trust was something that was not mentioned at first, but when Jiang Wuji asked her about the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen, things seemed to change.
"Are you here for the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen?" Ji Xiaowan asked directly, her peach blossom eyes flickering slightly, as if she was praying that the other party's answer would be negative.
However, after being stunned for a few breaths, Murong Wanfeng nodded his pretty chin.
"The leader is indeed for the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen."
"Ha..." Ji Xiaowan sneered back.
To put it bluntly, the Red Lotus Sect is now in decline. If there is not enough profit, how can it be possible to risk going to Beijing to save people?
"You go back, I'll figure it out myself."
Ji Xiaowan wanted to turn around and leave, but Murong Wanfeng grabbed her wrist again.
"Don't be stupid. How can you save people from Fengtiansi with your three-legged cat jumping skills?"
"You..." Ji Xiaowan couldn't answer the question for a moment, and was so angry that she stamped her feet, causing ripples in the microwave.
Murong Wanfeng continued: "Actually, you don't need to care about the purpose of the leader. As long as you can save people, why do you care so much? If the leader dares to embarrass Uncle Ji, I will turn against him!"
How shameful can you be, a leader's wife who only has the name of husband and wife but no real life as husband and wife... Ji Xiaowan secretly cursed, and then sighed: "There is a sword holder who is willing to help me, so please don't interfere in this matter for the time being."
"Knife holder? Don't be fooled!"
"No, I have my own sense of discretion."
"Who is that person? I'll help you fight..."
"No need to say anything more."
Ji Xiaowan raised her hand and interrupted ruthlessly.
Murong Wanfeng frowned slightly, feeling that something was different about his best friend, but he couldn't tell.
So, she could only change her words: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"you?"
Ji Xiaowan said seriously: "I am now taking the path of being a swordsman. It is difficult for a rebel like you to stand out. I have a little thing I want to ask you..."
"Huh? You say."
"That's it...well, that's it..."
"Tsk, I haven't seen you for months, why have you become so coy? Tell me."
"Oops! Just, that, what... could I be pregnant?"
"???"
What is that?
The arc of the topic was a bit wide, and Murong Wanfeng didn't react for a long time.
However, she is a few years older than Ji Xiaowan. Due to her nature, she has been wild since she was a child. She was the one who showed the secret drama of Jianghu to Ji Xiaowan.
After a while, Murong Wanfeng's eyes fell on Ji Xiaowan's fingers, recalling the fragrance of heather just now...
"Xiaowan, you..."
"Oh, what are you thinking about! I just want to ask how to get pregnant!"
"ah?!"
"No, no, Wanfeng, please listen to my explanation..."
…
On the other side, Jiang Wuji returned to the Yamen all the way.
After informing several other golden knives about Lin Xiushan, they went home from get off work.
Jiang Wuji was a little worried because the female thief hadn't returned all night, but there was no way to find her.
At noon the next day, Fengtiansi Jinsheyuan.
The fat-headed fish that came back early stood at the edge of the pond, slightly bent, hanging down naturally, and sprinkled the fish food in handfuls.
"I didn't expect that this king just went to the Ancestral Temple, and so many things happened in the Yamen."
Jiang Wuji, who put on his new government uniform, naturally sat down at the stone table and picked up a piece of exquisite sweet-scented osmanthus cake to taste.
It didn't taste good... Jiang Wuji swallowed it forcefully and said with a smile, "Fortunately, there was no danger."
"Ha, for being so reckless, I hope to collect your body."
No, you won't... Jiang Wuji pretended not to hear, "Is the mastermind behind the financing case really a lieutenant from the Ministry of Industry?"
Hearing this, King Luo sighed softly, and the fat-headed fish undulated slightly: "The Ministry of Industry is in charge of mountains and rivers, farming, craftsmen, water conservancy, and various companies. There was a severe drought in Leizhou three years ago, and the people were in dire straits. The next year, the emperor ordered a large-scale reconstruction project. Leizhou Water Conservancy.”
"I never thought that a small-time minister from the Ministry of Industry would dare to use his power for personal gain. Not long ago, the Minister of Household Affairs and the Minister of Industry discussed water conservancy, so they sent someone to review."
"Millions of silver were wasted, and the accounts could not be rounded up, so Xu Liangyi and Lin Xiushan joined forces in an attempt to use Wang Shui to melt gold to fill the vacancy."
Several hundred million embezzled in two years? Hmm...not easy to rate. Jiang Wuji touched the bridge of his nose and asked, "Then why did he have to put me to death?"
The fat-headed fish rolled his eyes beautifully: "I saw that you had divine help in investigating the case, but I was afraid that you would find him by accident, so I struck preemptively and took your life."
"This is the truth." Jiang Wuji frowned and analyzed: "But how does a middle man from the Ministry of Industry know that aqua regia can melt gold? Also, if the gold is cut off by me, he will not be able to round up the accounts, and sooner or later he will be discovered. Why are you still afraid that I will find him?"
King Luo rubbed his temples and sat down opposite Jiang Wuji, with the fat-headed fish stranded on the table.
"When Lin Xiushan was young, he went to southern Xinjiang to make troubles. Wang Shui Financial Finance was his idea."
"As for why the Minister of Industry and Trade is so determined to kill you, it's because he dug into his family's finances and arranged for a scapegoat. He just wants to kill you because he's afraid that someday the incident will come to light."
The financing case has been concluded, and the fatal disaster caused by the case has finally come to an end.
Jiang Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief and suddenly felt more relaxed than he had ever felt before.
The autumn wind is bleak, blowing away a few bamboo leaves.
The curtains of the water pavilion are dancing lightly, and the koi in the pond seem to be more plump...
"Is there something written on my face?" King Luo suddenly said angrily.
Jiang Wuji, who had unintentionally stared at King Luo for a long time, came to his senses and explained quickly.
"No, no... I just suddenly remembered a poem."
"Poem? What poem?" King Luo became interested.
"It's just, um..."
"I'm going to stop the fire this morning, Shang Biao has already been frightened."
The fat-headed fish raised his eyebrows and asked breathlessly as if he had found a treasure: "What's the next sentence?"
"Well……"
"The sky is gathering its summer colors, and the leaves are moving with the sound of autumn."
"hiss--"
King Luo took a breath of air, and the fat-headed fish trembled in shock.
She hates the overt and secret fighting in officialdom, loves poetry, calligraphy, painting, and martial arts.
Being both civil and military is her ideal and her goal.
And the young man in front of her has a better understanding of martial arts than her, and now he writes poems, plus he has this handsome face...
You must not let your sister know this...
