Gao Jiong touched his face, feeling inexplicably confused.
“What about the token?” Guo Chi couldn't help but ask.
Gao Jiong hesitated.
Guo Chi asked, “Didn't you see it?”
“It's hidden somewhere, not on his person.”
“Hey, is that a ghost story?” Guo Chi couldn't help but say, “He's fooling you!”
In the martial world, even if one's life is saved, one cannot completely trust the other party, and must be wary of the other party's ill intentions in saving them.
Some things are more important than life, such as martial arts manuals, treasures, the lives of family members, the fate of the sect, and so on.
Upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but think that this should be a self-preservation method, with a hint of that flavor.
Practiced in advance, so that it can be used skillfully at critical moments, even with eyes closed, so as to preserve one's life.
This is similar to an assassin.
Gao Jiong said, “I don't think it's false, he's quite a sincere young man.”
“Hey, Lao Gao, you're not good at judging people.” Guo Chi said, “He's definitely lying to you.”
Gao Jiong shook his head, “Doesn't seem like it, really doesn't seem like it.”
He looked at Ji Dongxiao.
Ji Dongxiao looked pensive, as if lost in thought, “Why don't we go take a look?”
Chu Zhiyuan said, “Do you think he will part with it?”
“——I'm afraid not.” Ji Dongxiao shook his head.
Guo Chi snorted, “Lao Gao, you saved his life, but he's unwilling to part with a token?”
“It's different.” Ji Dongxiao knew the complexity of the human heart.
Sometimes saving a life does not necessarily earn the other party's gratitude.
In this world, there are too many instances of repaying kindness with enmity.
The selfishness and greed of human nature, the complexity of the human heart, are beyond imagination.
If it doesn't involve interests, it's fine, but once it involves interests, the kindness of saving a life is useless.
“Forget it.” Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.
Guo Chi hurriedly said, “What if it's true, Your Highness?—This is the token of the Moon Invitation Palace, and the Moon Invitation Palace is no ordinary sect, it has Grandmasters!”
He looked at Gao Jiong, “Can this token make the Grandmaster of the Moon Invitation Palace take action?”
“It should be possible, right?” Gao Jiong scratched his head, “It didn't say whether it could or not.”
The Moon Invitation Palace is the most proud.
If they promise that holding this item can make the Moon Invitation Palace take action, the Moon Invitation Palace will not haggle, and will definitely go all out.
If it is necessary to use a Grandmaster, they will definitely send a Grandmaster without hesitation, that is the arrogance of the Moon Invitation Palace.
“Your Highness, go and take a look, if it's true, then bring it back!” Guo Chi hurriedly said, “This is a token that can make a Grandmaster take action!”
Don't be deceived by him.”
“I think he's quite a sincere young man.” Gao Jiong said.
He was a little hesitant now.
Originally, he was very sure that this young man was a sincere little fellow, but after being persuaded by the three of them, he became a little suspicious.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at Ji Dongxiao.
It is said that Ji Dongxiao is meticulous, so it is good to see if it is true.
“Lao Gao,” Ji Dongxiao sighed, “This little fellow may not be as honest as you think.”
As a disciple of the True One Sect, a disciple of Bai Jingmang, he would rather lie in an empty house so close to the True One Sect than ask the True One Sect for help.
That empty house is likely to be prepared by himself, like a cunning rabbit having three burrows, a specially reserved retreat, a safe house.
Thinking carefully about what he said to Gao Jiong, it is clear that he deliberately mentioned the token.
Such an important thing, saying it when seriously injured, seems to be without any scheming, even a bit naive.
At this time, mentioning this token may save his life, but it may also lead to death because of greed.
The performance before and after is inconsistent.
So the latter words are most likely false. If they are true, then his purpose may be to ask Gao Jiong to help him send him to the Moon Invitation Palace.
In short, this little fellow is not simple.
Gao Jiong's face sank after hearing this analysis.
Although he didn't think about taking his token, it was really uncomfortable to be played like this.
He felt that his good intentions had been misplaced, and that the kindness of saving a life had not been rewarded with sincere words, but with deception.
His face became more and more ugly.
Ji Dongxiao said, “Your Highness, I will accompany Lao Gao to see this little fellow later.”
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
When he returned to the Qing Royal Mansion, Chu Zhiyuan found that there were guests at the Qing Royal Mansion.
Through supernatural perception, Chu Minghou was talking and laughing with a burly middle-aged man in the front hall, the atmosphere was harmonious.
The two of them were gathered in front of the desk under the window, watching a painting on the desk together.
Chu Minghou was talking eloquently, and the burly middle-aged man was listening with relish, asking questions from time to time.
The bright sunlight shone through the window, illuminating the desk and the magnificent painting of the snow-capped mountains on the desk.
Chu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Zou Fang.
Zou Fang nodded lightly, floated to the front hall, whispered a few words to Feng Xi in the front hall, and then returned silently.
“Could it be that Yuan'er is back? Come in quickly!” Chu Minghou's voice came from the hall.
He saw Zou Fang and knew that Chu Zhiyuan was back.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and walked forward, hearing Zou Fang's secret voice transmission in his ear: “Your Highness, the guest is Marquis Jianchi.
Chu Zhiyuan stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at him.
At this time, he had already walked to the steps of the front hall, and the steps he was about to step on stopped and retracted.
Zou Fang nodded lightly.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
Marquis Jianchi.
The one who proposed marriage to the little sister two days ago.
At that time, Bai Ning霜 sent the matchmaker away because she didn't like the son of Marquis Jianchi.
Not only because Jianchi Marquis was a new noble, and not only because his son was useless, but more importantly, their social status was not compatible.
A mere newly promoted marquis, his son wants to marry a princess, the difference in social status is too great.
If the newly promoted marquis was in his twenties, he would still be qualified to propose marriage to the princess.
But now, he is one of the marquis's several sons, inheriting not the marquis title, but only a nominal position of Feng'en General.
Such an identity to marry a princess is simply a daydream.
Bai Ning霜 didn't kick the matchmaker out, but politely sent him away after politely refusing, which was already extremely cultivated.
If he dares to propose marriage to any Duke's mansion, he will definitely be beaten away by a flurry of sticks from the Duke's mansion.
“Yuan'er, come quickly.” Chu Minghou smiled, “Look at Marquis Guo's painting of a thousand miles of snow peaks.”
Chu Zhiyuan coughed lightly and slowly stepped onto the steps.
Zou Fang stepped forward and lifted the thick white felt curtain.
Chu Zhiyuan stepped over the threshold and slowly entered the room.
It was warm as spring in the room.
“Greetings, Your Highness.” The burly middle-aged man beside the desk cupped his fists and smiled, “If I have disturbed you, I hope Your Highness will not blame me for being abrupt.”
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, “Greetings, Marquis Guo, is this—A Thousand Miles of Snow Peaks?”
He stepped forward and stood in front of the desk, taking a look.
What came over him was a boundless spirit, and the two-foot-wide and ten-foot-long scroll captured the thousand miles of snow peaks in its entirety.
This is indeed an extremely high level of painting skill, no wonder Chu Minghou is so excited.
It hit his heart.
“A good painting, a good painting!” Chu Zhiyuan exclaimed, “The work of a master!”
“It was made by an unknown scholar on the border. This Marquis also accidentally saw this painting on the street and bought it because he thought it was beautiful, spending ten taels of silver.”
“Ten taels of silver——” Chu Zhiyuan exclaimed, “Marquis, you have good luck.”
He looked at Chu Minghou, “Master Ouyang Qiongwang's painting was obtained for ten taels of silver, that is really good luck!”
Chu Minghou was taken aback, looked at it for a few times, and nodded solemnly, “Yes, it should be Master Ouyang's! No wonder it looks a bit familiar.”
He sighed, “Since Master Ouyang left Yujing, it is said that he went to the border to see all the mountains and rivers in the world to broaden his mind—Master Ouyang's skills have reached a higher level, no wonder, no wonder, only Master Ouyang can create such a strange painting!”
He was not surprised by Chu Zhiyuan's high level of insight.
He often couldn't see it, but Chu Zhiyuan could, and after a few times, he got used to it.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, “Marquis, are you here to propose marriage?”
