Chapter 647 Good luck all the way
Late at night.
Jiang Qingzhi, with his face covered with a black cloth, squatted under the eaves more than a hundred steps away from Linqing Marquis Mansion. On both sides, Mo Zhan pressed the hilt of the knife, looking coldly at the Marquis Mansion which looked like a giant beast in the night.
Chewing sounds were heard from time to time beside him, and Mo Zhan whispered, "You ate a lot for dinner."
"I'm strong." Sun Chonglou swallowed the biscuit in his mouth and took out a piece of dried meat to chew. "Master said this is... My basal metabolism is high, so I need to eat more every day."
In the night, there was no one on either side of the street. The smoke from the medicine occasionally flickered with sparks. Along with the smoke, Jiang Qingzhi whispered, "It's almost done."
Sun Chonglou threw the remaining dried meat into his mouth and said, "I'll go in now."
Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "Mo Zhan, take over. Remember, if you are discovered, don't hesitate, kill them if necessary."
"Don't worry, Master."
Even though he couldn't see the face clearly, Mo Zhan could still feel Sun Chonglou's hideousness.
Jiang Qingzhi didn't go in... not because he didn't want to go in, but because his skills were not good enough and would drag down Sun Chonglou and Mo Zhan.
Actually, I want to be a fierce general!
Jiang Qingzhi had also imagined himself wielding a precious sword and marching freely in all directions, but when he went to the battlefield, he found that his strength was not enough to compete with those fierce generals, and his endurance was not enough. As for his swordsmanship... Jiang Qingzhi felt that his swordsmanship was above average.
This was the evaluation from Tang Shunzhi. Of course, Jiang Qingzhi ignored the conflicted look on Tang Shunzhi's face when he was forced to give his evaluation.
Upper middle!
Jiang Qingzhi felt that was enough.
I am a wise general!
Jiang Qingzhi comforted himself in this way when he saw Sun Chonglou's huge body climbing over the wall of the marquis' mansion as flexibly as a monkey.
He narrowed his eyes and became completely quiet.
What Marquisate, what future, is it the Mohist School, what...
At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi miraculously entered a state of emptiness.
There are distracting thoughts in my mind, but they seem like outsiders, somewhat out of place.
The sounds of the whole world came in at once, but it did not seem noisy.
The night wind blows over the branches, over the walls, over the spring grass, over the rooftops...
Some people are grinding their teeth, some are mumbling in their sleep, some are getting up at night, and some are tossing and turning and can't fall asleep...
Countless voices surged back and forth in his mind, but strangely, Jiang Qingzhi felt it was exceptionally quiet.
It seems like I am the only one left in the world.
He is listening to the world...
Inside, Sun Chonglou and Mo Zhan had already reached the outside of the bedroom.
Mo Zhan pointed at the bedroom and motioned for himself to go in.
Sun Chonglou shook his head, and Mo Zhan frowned. Just as he was about to move closer, he saw Sun Chonglou sticking to the door and taking something out. He passed the thing through the crack in the door, then gently moved it to the left...
After a while, Sun Chonglou put away his things and gently pushed open the door.
Mo Zhan watched his huge body slowly lower itself like a giant python, quietly rushing into the bedroom.
On the bed, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Fang were sleeping soundly.
Sun Chonglou remembered that the young master had said that the Yin hour is when people sleep the deepest, and if there is no loud noise, they will not wake up at all.
Sun Chonglou crawled to the bed, reached under the bed, and touched the small thing.
He put the thing in his arms... The young master said that this thing must not be seen by anyone else, not even Li Tian.
The young master's words are Sun Chonglou's motto, and he doesn't even read them himself.
On the bed, Zhao Fang and his wife were snoring loudly and softly.
Liao's snoring suddenly stopped.
Someone on the bed raised his head and reached out to Liao's neck...
Liao smacked her lips, turned sideways and continued to sleep.
The hand stayed above her neck until she heard snoring again, then it slowly withdrew.
The giant python quietly crawled to the outside of the door, stood up, and slowly closed the door. Then, holding the door with one hand, it slowly pushed the bolt inward with a small knife with the other hand.
It doesn't need to be too tight, just push it in a little bit.
Easy to open, hard to insert.
Mo Zhan was stunned when he saw Sun Chonglou, who was usually impatient, acting calmly.
Damn it, Shitou’s calmness...is probably no less than mine.
But why is he so jumpy on weekdays?
Mo Zhan thought of what Jiang Qingzhi once said, that everyone has two sides, one compassionate and the other evil.
The guards said that Sun Chonglou had a Bodhisattva on one side and an Asura on the other.
Sun Chonglou turned around and pointed outside, and the two of them quietly withdrew.
Jiang Qingzhi stood under the eaves with a medicinal cigarette in his mouth, immersed in a state of emptiness.
People say that life is bitter, where does the bitterness lie?
At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi felt that he was asking for something but couldn't get it.
And in this ethereal state, he experienced a great joy without any desires or demands.
But soon, the sound of light footsteps broke his state.
Jiang Qingzhi opened his eyes, and Sun Chonglou came over, "Master, it's done."
"Let's go back! We can still take a nap."
The three of them sneaked quietly in the night and avoided the people from the Military Affairs Department twice along the way.
As the weather warmed up, the thieves became more active. Jiang Qingzhi saw at least three burglaries along the way. The thieves were looking around blatantly on the wall. A thief accidentally saw Jiang Qingzhi and the other two, and grinned at them, saying, "You idiots, you actually came back empty-handed."
"A thief never leaves empty-handed. Knock him out."
Sun Chonglou went over and pulled the thief down, and with just one punch, he made the guy roll his eyes.
Jiang Qingzhi and the other two returned to Bo's house, where Fucheng was waiting.
"I'm hungry." Sun Chonglou muttered as soon as he entered the house.
Fu Cheng's hands behind his back magically appeared in front of him, holding a large piece of pancake. Jiang Qingzhi smelled the aroma of sesame and perilla seeds.
"Give me one, too."
The biscuits are salt and pepper biscuits, with the flavor of pepper and green onion. When you bite them, the sesame and perilla seeds break into pieces, and the fragrance rushes into your mouth...
What the hell!
Jiang Qingzhi was scalded and opened his mouth to exhale hot air.
It’s so cool!
After eating the pretzels, Jiang Qingzhi returned to the bedroom.
Undress and quietly go to bed...
He lay down carefully, with his hands outside the quilt. Just as he closed his eyes, Li Tian beside him said, "There is murderous aura on my husband."
"I was almost scared to death!" Jiang Qingzhi was really frightened by the sudden sound.
"Did my husband do something wrong?"
"As a husband, I am here to enforce justice on behalf of heaven."
"Oh!"
"sleep."
Jiang Qingzhi closed his eyes. The most pleasant part of taking a nap is being half asleep and half awake. When Sun Chonglou's shouting came, Jiang Qingzhi opened his eyes and felt refreshed.
During the morning drill, Dou Jialan and Sun Chonglou whispered, "Did you go out last night?"
Sun Chonglou's eyes widened, "You're following us?"
Dou Jialan rolled his eyes, "You have the smell of the outside world."
"What breath?"
"In the past, your scent carried the smell of quilts, but today it is faint."
Sun Chonglou looked at her with horror, and later quietly found Jiang Qingzhi, "Master, Dou Jialan said that he smelled the scent of outsiders on me. Are women so powerful?"
"Don't listen to her nonsense." Jiang Qingzhi was standing still, his face was solemn, and his lips moved slightly, "Women are good at solving cases, relying on...the magical sixth sense."
"What is the sixth sense?" Sun Chonglou scratched his head.
"It's just... it's the feeling."
Sun Chonglou was about to continue asking, but Jiang Qingzhi said impatiently, "I'm practicing the supreme magic, don't disturb me."
Jiang Qingzhi wanted to find the ethereal feeling he had last night again, but unfortunately, the more he tried to find it, the harder it was to find it, and he became more restless and irritated.
That's it!
Jiang Qingzhi drew out his long sword and performed a set of sword skills that won everyone's praise.
"Master's swordsmanship...is indeed sharp!" Xu Wei praised.
Hu Zongxian nodded, "At least better than you and me."
"I'm stronger than you."
"hehe!"
"Old Hu, what are you laughing at? How about a competition?"
"I'm afraid you won't succeed?"
The two noobs took wooden swords to fight. Soon, Hu Zongxian screamed and covered his arm and asked, "Are you really going to chop?"
"My uncle once said that if you practice like you are in actual combat, that is the only way to increase... your skills."
Jiang Qingzhi felt that he had gained ten years of martial arts skills last night, so he felt that the light breakfast was not nutritious enough.
"Mom said not to eat too greasy food." Li Tian said not to eat too greasy food, but he ate more slowly and looked like he had lost all hope in life.
A bowl of porridge, a piece of bread, and an egg.
In later times, it would be a healthy breakfast. Of course, some experts would say that it lacks dietary fiber and vegetables.
Jiang Qingzhi ate it in a few bites, then quietly went out and gave Huang Yaner a wink.
Huang Yaner came over. "Uncle."
"Go to the front yard and get me a meat pie. No, two!" Jiang Qingzhi stretched out two fingers.
Huang Yaner understood what he meant and came back later with an oil-paper bag and handed it to Jiang Qingzhi.
The pancake is filled with beef, which bursts with juice when you bite it.
The cook is good... Jiang Qingzhi licked the gravy that splashed on the back of his hand into his mouth.
After finishing two meat patties, Jiang Qingzhi stood up, burped, brushed the crumbs off his hands, and went to the forbidden area.
"Yan'er."
"Hey!"
Huang Yaner entered the room, and Li Tian asked, "Where is my husband?"
"My uncle went to the forbidden area."
The forbidden area is the place that everyone in the backyard is most curious about. No one is allowed to enter except Sun Chonglou.
"I heard yesterday that breakfast isn't very good these days?" Li Tian said nonchalantly, "Go and see what's being eaten in the front yard today and bring a set back."
Huang Yan'er rolled her eyes and said, "I'm a little hungry."
"Smart guy." Li Tian smiled.
In the forbidden area, Jiang Qingzhi sniffed the remaining exhaust smell and turned on his cell phone.
Playing back the recording...
At the beginning, there were all kinds of noises, some big and some small.
Not long after, the voices of Zhao Fang and his wife were heard.
The corners of Jiang Qingzhi's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were cold.
"There is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but if there is no door to hell you can come to it on your own."
Jiang Qingzhi called Sun Bu Tong.
"Yesterday you said Zhao Fang would treat us to a meal in a few days?"
"Yes." Sun Bu Tong said, "They said they were hosting a banquet for a few old friends and their families in the restaurant, but in fact, they were looking for a marriage proposal."
After rejecting the Duke's Mansion, Zhao Fang's daughter became the focus of attention in the capital.
Even the heir of Duke Chengguo’s Mansion looks down on her, so how outstanding must this girl be?
Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Fang also wanted to cast a wide net, so they planned to invite a few promising families for drinks and to examine their future son-in-law at the same time.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Find out where it is."
"Don't worry, uncle."
Jiang Qingzhi leisurely packed up his fishing rod and told Li Tian that he would not be back for lunch.
"My husband, do you think it's too light?" Li Tian asked.
Jiang Qingzhi said seriously, "Only when it's light can you taste the original flavor. I like it very much."
After Jiang Qingzhi left, Li Tian ordered: "Change a few dishes for lunch..."
After leaving the house, Jiang Qingzhi was in a good mood looking at the beautiful spring scenery.
When we got to the street, the spring breeze was blowing gently and the horses couldn't help but want to gallop.
Jiang Qingzhi was soothing the horse, but inadvertently saw a carriage.
The woman in the carriage was drawing aside the curtain and scolding the maid. She felt the gaze and slowly looked over.
Liao family!
Jiang Qingzhi!
Our eyes met, as if something...
Liao sneered, "Isn't this Lord Changwei? I heard that Lord Changwei was going to make a move on my mansion. I was terrified. So I'm going to report to the Dali Temple. If my husband and I are killed accidentally... I hope everyone in the court will take care of the mansion."
This is a frame-up... If something happens in the Marquis' Mansion, it must be Jiang Qingzhi's frame-up.
The passers-by stopped and watched the two powerful men confront each other.
Jiang Qingzhi pointed at Liao and said, "Have a safe journey!"
farewell!
What the hell!
What an arrogant long Wilbur!
Liao didn't expect Jiang Qingzhi to dare to threaten in public, so she sneered and said, "In this case, I will wait and see what the master will do."
"If you do too many bad things, you will get retribution." Jiang Qingzhi pointed to the sky.
Liao lowered the curtain and sneered, "Retribution? What a joke!"
(End of this chapter)
