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Jiang Qingshan came out of the Wang family and was blown by the wind. He had a cold war all over his body and woke up most of the wine.

A confidant servant had already led the horse over and wanted to support Jiang Qingshan on the horse.

Jiang Qingshan waved his hand.

"You go back first, I'll walk slowly by myself." Jiang Qingshan ordered the servant.

He didn't need anyone to follow him, and walked out of Yanzhi Lane, instead of walking towards the Shizhufang, he turned two turns, took the Cuiliu River, and walked slowly along the river bank.

It was late at night and it was pitch black everywhere, with only a few stars. Jiang Qingshan walked slowly in the dark, thinking about it.

The group of guests actually inquired about the Ji family at Wang Jiaoer's house. Wang Jiaoer might have regarded this as an ordinary thing, but Jiang Qingshan didn't think so.

Obviously, the group of guests wanted to inquire about the past of the Ji family, and they should also think that the people in the courtyard were well-informed. They even wanted to find old households in the city to dig deep into the past of the Ji family.

Could it be that the words the old man said when he was drunk were not nonsense?!

Ji family, Ji family is really...

Another gust of wind passed, Jiang Qingshan had a cold war and woke up all the wine.

No, it's impossible, it's too unexpected.

But why can't it be true?

No matter what relatives the Ji family and the Jiang family had in the early years, after so many years, when the Ji family moved back, the two families were almost the same as heaven and earth.⊥, did the Ji family pull out their Jiang family just because of nostalgia?

The old man is both good at drinking and gambling. It is said that the ancestor who sold his cemetery to the Ji family at that time was even more a rotten alcoholic and a rotten gambling stick. However, the Ji family has always been rigorous in family style.

Why should the Ji family treat him so well for generations of the Jiang family?

This is all because the Ji family has a handle in the hands of the Jiang family!

If you think about it this way, everything will be explained.

In this way, it would be much easier to overthrow the Ji family than he originally thought!

When Jiang Qingshan thought of this, he wished he could laugh a few times.

The people who were looking at Ji's family must have a great background. If it weren't for the Ji family, these people wouldn't have come to Qingyuan, wouldn't have gone to Yanzhi Lane, and wouldn't have had a conflict with Jiang Xinglong, thus destroying Jiang Xinglong.

If it weren't for the accident between Jiang Xinglong, Zhen wouldn't have died!

All of this, after all, is because of the Ji family.

Jiang Qingshan clenched his fists and waved it a few times into the air, then lowered his hand. He looked back and forth, and saw that there was no one around, so he accelerated his steps and turned into a small alley next to him.

He had to tell the person that he knew about this. That person should be very willing to hear the news.

...

It's rainy in the Qingyuan month of April.￠￡,

On this day, just after eating the morning meal, it started drizzling outside.

Mr. Ji Er was in a good mood and recited the words "Spring Rain is as expensive as oil", so he asked the servant to umbrella and sit in the Tingyu Pavilion in the garden. While eating tea, he took a volume of ancient poems and essays and watched slowly.

Ji Xiaotang followed Mama Cheng to do needles and threads in Yixiaju for a while. When he knew that Mr. Ji Er was having tea in the garden, he called Jin'er to pick up the things and came to the garden with an umbrella.

"I'll ask for good tea from my father." Ji Xiaotang walked into Tingyuxuan and bowed to Master Ji Er with a smile.

"Xiaotang is coming just right." Master Ji Er raised his head from the poem scroll and smiled when he saw Ji Xiaotang coming.

"Dad is using the mountain spring water outside the city?" Ji Xiaotang looked at the silver pot hanging on the small red mud stove and asked with a smile.

"That's right." Master Ji Er nodded. At this time, he saw Jin'er following Ji Xiaotang, holding a big white porcelain jar in his hand.

Master Ji Er laughed again.

"What good thing Xiaotang has brought?" Master Ji Er guessed in his heart, but asked.

"It was the snow collected from the plum blossoms in the twelfth month of the previous year. It was buried underground for more than a year, and it was the right time to cook tea." Ji Xiaotang said.

"Okay, okay." Master Ji Er was very happy, and at the same time he ordered the little girl who boiled the water to change the water.

"I don't need them to serve you, I'll cook tea for my father." Ji Xiaotang walked over and changed the little girl who served the tea. She washed her hands and cooked water by herself.

"This is even better!" Master Ji Er was very comfortable, "It's a pity that your mother doesn't like this."

Master Ji Er originally invited Mrs. Ji Er to come with him, but Mrs. Ji Er didn't care much about this tune. He just said that he had to look at the account book and handle housework, and let Mr. Ji Er do it himself.

"Mom works hard for her own father." Ji Xiaotang said, "If it weren't for her ability, she would handle all the affairs of the whole family clearly. If Dad wants to be so leisurely, he may not be able to do so."

"It's right, Xiaotang said it very well." Mr. Ji Er laughed.

Ji Xiaotang had just boiled water and cooked the first pot of tea. Master Ji San came with an oil-paper umbrella.

"I'm a coincidence, haha." Master Ji San laughed when he entered Tingyuxuan, "Xiaotang, I'll give you a cup of good tea."

"When did my uncle love to drink tea?" Ji Xiaotang smiled.

"Do you know how good the tea is?" Master Ji Er looked at Master Ji San.

"Hey, you scholars, don't bully me." Master Ji San said angrily.

As he was talking here, Mrs. Ji Er beat the little girl and brought the freshly released snacks over.

Although Mrs. Ji Er was not from a scholarly family and could not recite poems with Mr. Ji Er, she was indeed virtuous and capable. Several snacks were exquisite and delicious, including the salty and crispy ones that Mr. Ji Er liked to eat, the bean paste that Mr. Ji Xiaotang liked to eat, and the butter that Mr. Ji San liked to eat.

Three people sat around the table, and Master Ji Er also put down the poem scroll and chatted with Master Ji San and Ji Xiaotang.

"Jiang Qingshan beat the crowd of people in the city to look for people, but he couldn't even find a shadow. I heard that no one saw the group of people leaving the city, and he didn't know where to hide." Master Ji San suddenly said, "This Jiang Qingshan is useless to say that he is a local snake."

Ji Xiaotang's hand was pouring tea and stopped.

Ji Xiaotang didn't pay much attention to the guests in Yanzhi Lane who had a conflict with Jiang Xinglong, but neither the Yamen nor Jiang Qingshan found anyone, so Ji Xiaotang was worried.

Ji Xiaotang had already asked Master Ji San about the appearance of the group and his actions in Yanzhi Lane.

Ji Xiaotang was a little suspicious.

It has been a few days since the incident happened and no one has seen this group of people leave the city, but Jiang Qingshan searched all over the city, but he couldn't find this group of people.

This group of people will naturally not disappear out of thin air.

Someone in Qingyuan County has taken over this group of people. Looking at Qingyuan, there are only a handful of people who can hide their actions from Jiang Qingshan.

Could it be...

If it is a county government, if it is that person, these are not difficult.

"Dad, do you have..." Ji Xiaotang raised his head and asked Master Ji Er.

"I'm about to tell you..." Master Ji Er put down the teacup in his hand.
Chapter completed!