Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 167
"Mother," Yun Qingxiu held back the smile in his heart, and his face, like a concubine or fairy, was tinged with lightness, "There are medicines and gauze left by me in Daddy's room, you can just take care of them, I still need to check Yun Qing Wu's whereabouts, take a step first."

"Hey!" Murong Hua was a little dazed. Didn't Qing Qing ask someone to investigate?
Looking back and seeing Yun Xiaoran's fragile appearance, I feel dizzy for a while, what's the matter with the feeling of looking at my son?
So Yun Xiaoran used this to pretend to be weak for a few days, and Murong Hua stayed to take care of him for three more days before leaving the Hou Mansion.

Yun Qingxiu looked at Rong Zhaohua's letter to her, her eyes shone with magnificence.

The people in the secret army were all caught and put in the prison, and even the deputy general admitted that Rong Jingxi was the secret of the army controller, and promised to identify him in the court tomorrow.

All this went so smoothly that Yun Qingxiu felt a little unreal, and couldn't help but feel a little more anxious.

"Miss!" "Ouch——" Jinghong trotted all the way into the room, but because of some impatience, he bumped into the screen, and couldn't help but stroked his forehead and slowed down to walk in front of her.

Yun Qingxiu raised her eyelids slightly, her long and curly eyelashes fluttering slightly: "Why are you panicking?"

Jinghong replied: "Miss, although this matter is urgent, it is not difficult. Some people have instructed some people to sue us at Shili Xiuchunfang to set up Jingyu Guard without permission. serious!"

Yun Qingxiu's vermilion lips curled slightly, she shook the teacup, and the fragrance floated in an instant, and her cold gaze was reflected on the wrinkled water surface. "That's the time to be famous in Jianghu."

As we all know, the four major forces in Jianghu signed an agreement with the imperial court a few years ago, they can form an army privately, and they will not interfere with each other on weekdays, but they cannot commit crimes. And once the Tiansheng Dynasty faces a crisis, they must unanimously speak out.

As long as Shili Xiuchunfang can occupy one of the positions of the Jianghu forces, the imperial court will not be able to govern Jingyuwei.But if you want to join the rivers and lakes, you must obtain the consent of at least two forces.

This is also the reason why there have been no more forces in these years.After all, once a confrontation is formed, there will be no need for an extra party to participate in the competition.

Jinghong clapped his hands, and his eyes suddenly sparkled: "I have been waiting for too long!! Now Liuyinglou, Yunjin Palace, and Tiansha Pavilion are all agreed, what are we afraid of?"

"En." The cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingertips gently drew circles on the wooden table, and there was a faint thoughtful look between the clear and meaningful brows.

As soon as Rong Zhaohua received the letter of appeal from Shilixiuchunfang, he directly spoke out as the owner of the Tiansha Pavilion: "Shilixiuchunfang is famous in the business world, helping the poor and helping the poor, and the establishment of Jingyu Guard can protect the people of the Li people. It is really a blessing for the dynasty. , all belong to the southeast and northwest, and I believe that Shili Xiuchunfang can stand firmly in Kyoto and carry forward the central region!"

Liu Ying Studio.

The elegance of Ji Hanxing's icy blue robe is just like his elegant demeanor like a banished fairy. He unfolded a letter of complaint with his hands, and there was tenderness between his brows.

"Command me down, Shili Xiuchunfang is famous in Jianghu, and I, Liuyinglou, will fully support it!"

Yunjin Palace.

Li Shu hugged a piece of white paper with joy on his face, loving it like holding a baby, while the other three protectors gathered around and sighed with emotion at the dexterity and skinny handwriting.

"Ma'am, the young master's Ten Mile Embroidered Spring Workshop handed us a letter of appeal, and we want to be named Jianghu."

Murong Hua stretched out her hand to pull out the paper, overjoyed: "I will naturally fully support Baby Qingqing's appeal, so hurry up and make a public announcement, and I, Yunjin Palace, will be the first to agree."

Hall of Killing Blood.

"Hallmaster, Fangzhu's complaint, please read it." The man in dark black clothes knelt on one knee and raised the document above his head with both hands.

Huangfu Xing reclined on the bench, surrounded by Yingyan, with Rong Zhixia in his arms, and only said after hearing this: "I have always ignored these things in the Blood Slaughter Palace, step back."

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, a faint cold voice that seemed to come from hell, wrapped in a bloodthirsty atmosphere that made people tremble, hammered heavily on his heart: "Is that so, Huang, Fu, OK?"

Huangfu Xing almost reflexively pushed Rong Zhixia away with his backhand, and almost rolled off the chair, his body prostrated on the ground, and the voice trembling violently due to fear echoed in the hall.

"king……"

The man in the blood-colored robe came step by step, but the jade pendant around his waist, which never left his body, was dazzling white.

Rong Zhixia looked at the man's flirtatious and handsome face obsessively, as if she was deeply attracted by a huge whirlpool.

"I agree, do you understand?" The man's tone was blunt and cold, and the absolute hegemony surpassed the majesty of the royal family.

"This subordinate understands, understands!" Huangfu Xing kowtowed while agreeing, for fear that this human Shura King would resort to those purgatory-like tortures that would make people die.

The man's big hand stroked the jade pendant on his waist.Fangzhu's familiar eyes once again occupied his mind.

He whispered softly: "Fangzhu, we have a long time to come, and I want to see what kind of relationship you have with her, hehehe..."

Sooner or later, he will dig out those beautiful eyeballs, not everyone deserves to have a face similar to hers.But everything similar to her is worthy of his attention.

"All the powers in the four directions agree? The masters of each power respond in person?" Yun Qingxiu never expected that a power that she had never met in the Hall of Blood Slaughter would agree to this matter.

Jinghong also didn't expect it: "That's right, now it is rumored that Shili Xiuchunfang is the darling of Jianghu forces!"

Yun Qingxiu's jaws turned, and he picked up a few Junshan silver needles and put them on the tip of his nose to smell the faint fragrance: "Well, that's good, it will be much more convenient to do things in the future, and there are not so many rules."

Jinghong saw Yun Qingxiu so calm and relaxed, so he cautiously probed: "Miss, you don't know the rules and activities in the world, do you?"

Yun Qingxiu paused with her fingertips, her expression froze: "What are you referring to?"

Jinghong sat down next to Yun Qingxiu mysteriously, and poured hot water into the teapot with the tea leaves: "For example, at the end of every year, there will be a grand competition in Jianghu.

There are battles between the masters of the forces in the rivers and lakes, and there are also battles among the elites of each force.But everyone will grasp the measure, casualties are very few. "

Then Jinghong leaned closer to her ear: "In the past few years, the owner of Tiansha Pavilion and the owner of Liuying Building have been on equal footing, but whether they have released water or not is unknown."

"Boring," Yun Qingxiu seemed a little absent-minded, and gave Jinghong the portrait of the deputy general named Gao Ce in the envelope,

"Go and find out if this person has changed recently, and focus on finding out who he has had dealings with and whether his net worth is clean. Give me the details before tonight."

Jinghong took the portrait and folded it and stuffed it into the gap between the lapel neckline: "Yes, miss. Also, Jingying wants to follow up on Yun Qingwu's movements in real time, and may live in Shilixiuchunfang in the past two days." came back."

"Understood, let's go." Her light voice was like smoke, intermingling with the curling cigarettes in the room.

(End of this chapter)