Jiang Shu also held a letter in his hand, looking thoughtful.

"Have you ever alarmed others?"

The masked man in front of me said in a deep voice: "My subordinates were very careful and did not alert anyone."

Jiang Shu said: "As I expected, Jiang Fan did not come out to visit Mr. Yan at all, nor did he go sightseeing. How could a man like him have such leisurely intentions?"

The masked man said: "Sir, we are here just to attend Nangong Xin's wedding. If something goes wrong and the King and His Royal Highness know about it..."

Jiang Shu waved his hand and said, "Father will not stand idly by if he knows this. He has ordered someone to inform Gang Leader Huang. He is the third founder of the Demon-Slaying Alliance. He must want to get this credit alone."

The masked man thought deeply: "Sir, if things fail, he..."

Jiang Shu's eyes flashed coldly: "You still need me to teach you? Now Xia can't face Qin Zheng."

"yes!"

…

I don’t know how many similar things have happened.

The outside world is turbulent and treacherous, but Mr. Jiang seems not to be aware of it and is only focused on eating, drinking and having fun.

At this time, he was enjoying singing and dancing in an elegant room. Nie Xiaoli came in from the outside with a wine bottle in hand, and whispered in Jiang Fan's ear: "Master, all the letters... have been taken away..."

Jiang Fan showed an intriguing look, "Oh? It's faster than I thought. Are you so impatient..."

Nie Xiaoli said softly: "Sir, Old Master Yan is going to worship his ancestors in three days."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Okay, it's time to go and meet this old man."

Nie Xiaoli filled up the wine for him and hesitated a little: "Also, there is one more thing..."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter? Why are you so coy?"

Nie Xiaoli bit her lower lip lightly and finally said: "Someone is jealous..."

Um?

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "Who?"

Nie Xiaoli said sheepishly: "I have a benefactor, who is the eldest son of the Wang family of the three major families, Wang Chulan. He got the news from somewhere and said it was the master... Oh, sir, please stay in my boudoir for the night...

"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "This is really true. I thought someone would use this to cause trouble."

Nie Xiaoli was stunned, his eyes seemed a little confused.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Just give them a try and give them some excuses. It seems that Mr. Chulan is going to be the first one to take the lead."

"Excuse?" Nie Xiaoli didn't quite understand. She knew that Jiang Fan did sleep in her bedroom at night, but he opened the secret door and went to the next room. He didn't really do anything to her.

She was also quite surprised that it wouldn't be impossible even if it was a fake show.

"Yes, when I first arrived, people were worried about finding excuses to target me. As for me, I just gave them some to see if they could muddy the water."

"But why are you doing this?"

"Of course, let's see what their purpose is. Who wants to drive me away, who wants to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, who wants to kill me ruthlessly, and what is their position... This matter can also play a role.

effect……"

Nie Xiaoli said: "But Mr. Wang does treat me very differently..."

Jiang Fan looked at her with great interest: "Young Master Chulan, one of the seven young masters of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the direct heir to the Wang family, the head of the three great families, is young and handsome, romantic and wealthy, and he has a soft spot for you. It seems that he is.

good."

Nie Xiaoli quickly lowered his head: "Sir, you know that this slave is from Paradise City."

Jiang Fan smiled: "The people in Paradise City are not human beings? I don't care about Sanniang's affairs, and I don't care about yours either. But one thing is, you'd better see people's true colors... The so-called knowing people, knowing their faces, but not knowing their hearts

ah……"

Nie Xiaoli was stunned, the mist in his misty eyes getting thicker...

She wanted to ask clearly, but she didn't dare. At that moment, a maid in green knocked on the door and entered, handing Jiang Fan a letter.

Jiang Fan opened it and took a brief look at it, then put it away and waved everyone to leave. But Nie Xiaoli was the only one left.

"Your name is Qingmei?"

"Yes!" the woman said, "Master Nangong sent his servant here."

"Death warrior?"

Qingmei said with a cold face: "A dead soldier who has never shown up."

"How is he doing?"

Qingmei said: "Young master said that he is about to die."

Jiang Fan chuckled: "If you can't die, don't act like a resentful woman."

Qingmei didn't know how to answer this.

Jiang Fan just smiled, a trace of red mist appeared in his hand and instantly shattered the letter in his hand: "I am very cautious, and I have made a lot of progress. The letter is just a few useless words written in my familiar handwriting. I guess the real message lies with you."

In your mind."

Qingmei said: "Yes, my young master greets the Lord. The young master's message is: The Wang family belongs to the eldest prince."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Sima Jing can guess it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the first to jump out."

Qingmei said: "Young Master has said that the master of the Wang family cannot come forward, so Wang Chulan acts on his behalf. He wants to unite the Xie family, Sima County Duke, and the Nangong family to jointly attack the master."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "This is a good starting point. Even if it fails, it will just be the jealousy of young people. But what is the relationship between the Xie family, Duke Sima and the Wang family?"

Qingmei said: "Sima Tutu, the son of Duke Sima, has a good relationship with Wang Chulan. The Xie family has always been neutral."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Wang Chulan wants to test it out. This person is much stronger than Nangong back then."

Qingmei said: "Young master, please give me your instructions, what should I do next?"

Jiang Fan said: "Ask him to cooperate with those people and be more proactive. Tell him that this is a good time to seek revenge from me. There must be a way."

Qingmei's face had always been cold, and she couldn't help but be stunned when she heard the words, but it only faded away: "I obey the order."

"Oh, by the way, tell him that he has to be prepared to be beaten. After all, it's not good to go against me and not suffer some physical pain."

Qingmei was really confused, but as a dead soldier, she knew enough not to ask anything.

"Young master, I have one more thing to ask you to report to your master. Be careful with Yan Congwen."

"Yan Congwen?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "Okay, you also tell him to be careful of Sima Tutu. Go down."

"yes."

After Qingmei left, Jiang Fan thought for a moment and looked up at Nie Xiaoli, who looked dull.

"What do you think?"

Nie Xiaoli looked sad: "Slave... I have no idea."

Jiang Fan shook his head and sighed: "This is the reality. These dudes seem to be in a state of dissatisfaction every day, but they do many things with purpose, and they may not necessarily be used now, nor may they be used in the future, but as long as possible,

They all bury wires and wire them.”

"...Now, Little Oriole has used it." She is a smart woman, and she obviously understands the meaning behind the words.

"You are bound to do it. If you don't use it for this purpose, you will use it for other things. How can such resources be wasted?"

Nie Xiaoli said sadly: "Xiaoli knew this a long time ago. Sanniang once warned her."

"But I still want to test the human heart, but I can't test the human heart..."

Nie Xiaoli smiled and his face returned to calmness: "I will follow the teachings of the young master."

"Have you thought about it so quickly?"

Nie Xiaoli said: "Bliss Rouge, where can a good man come from?"
Chapter completed!