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Chapter 41

After Jiang Yan escaped, he found Liu Zongdao who was waiting outside at the agreed place, wrote a letter, sending the other party back to Pegasus Ranch first, and stayed here to recuperate.

In addition to killing Changshumou in this battle today, there were two unexpected surprises. They found two clues that might be related to the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Scriptures at one time.

Although Tian Yunxiao's words seemed to have obtained a secret book of the Nine Yin Divine Claws, it was impossible for the other party to hide anything.

As for Qian Duguan, being able to recognize the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky" obviously got the general outline of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing. Even if there are more articles in the Nine Yin Scriptures, it is reasonable.

Jiang Yan stayed here quietly for a day, recovered most of the injuries on his right arm, but he didn't wait much, and entered the city again and headed straight for Tian Yunxiao's mansion.

There was a county magistrate's mansion in Xiangyang City, but Tian Yunxiao despised it was too old and too small, and was not grand enough. Therefore, he found another location in the north of the city and set up a courtyard with a 10-fold twists and 100% luxury.

Because there were poor people around him and life was difficult, Mr. Tian was kind-hearted and could not stand the poor, so he drove them away. So at night, there was no sound except Tian Mansion, and there was no sound in this place, and there was no silence.

Jiang Yan climbed up to take a few glances. The mansion was vaguely arranged in an orderly manner, and obviously there were experts in the arrangement.

He walked around the courtyard wall and moved his skills to the maximum. He was filled with the sound of breathing in his ears, and he kept not stopping. He was assuming that there were people on duty in every place behind the wall.

Jiang Yan couldn't find the flaw, so he lit a lantern and hung it on the tallest tree outside the field mansion. After waiting for a long time, no one came, so he had to leave.

The next day, the sun was high, and he still went to Jiaxianglou. The street was filled with people. The scene that happened the night before yesterday seemed like a dream.

The shopkeeper was stunned when he saw him. He did not dare to stop him this time and said hurriedly: "The biggest private room has just been repaired, and the smell is now dissipating. The other two rooms are small, so I feel sorry for Mr. Jiang."

"This time I won't have a banquet, I'll do it on the second floor." Jiang Yan waved his hand, took out two ingots of gold and threw it over, and said, "This is the compensation for the wine money and damaged items the day before yesterday. Please keep it."

The shopkeeper took it in his hand and did not dare to refuse. He asked him to go to the second floor first.

At this moment, there was still time to go before dinner, and the building was already sitting in a slight noisy sound. However, the big table near the middle of the street window had been agreed upon, and it was necessary to have a certain reputation.

The shopkeeper asked him to sit here, and the dried fruits and wine were delivered immediately. He waited for no order before he sued him and reported to the boss after he left.

Even if someone in the building didn't recognize Jiang Yan's identity, his friend would soon be informed of the details.

Changshu was dressed in white and golden shield, and he became famous when he was on the grassland. He was known as the "Two Wolves of the Grassland" together with Yan Huifeng.

He listened to the orders of his master "Flying Eagle" Qu Ao, and came to the Central Plains to help his junior brother "Qing Jiao" Ren Shaoming establish an Iron Cavalry Association. He fought countless times without any defeat. Among the younger generation in the Central Plains martial arts world, no one seems to be comparable.

As for Tian Yunxiao, although everyone doesn't like his domineeringness, he has never concealed his martial arts since taking office in Xiangyang. Even the local snake "double swords" Qian Duiguan must avoid his sharp edge.

The two of them joined forces and were killed and injured. Jiang Yan was even more swaying into the city, without any influence. No wonder the shopkeeper was so afraid that he was arrogant at first and respectful at the end.

"Wouldn't that mean that the two most outstanding young men on the grassland were killed by Mr. Jiang?" Many young people's eyes shone brightly when they heard this, and they wanted to come over to make friends, but were stopped by the elders in their families.

Jiang Yan has great martial arts skills and is not a local, so he naturally doesn't have to be afraid of Tian Yunxiao, but those who live in the local area dare not offend the county magistrate.

After a while, the boss rushed over and was not interested in returning the gold. He only said a few words to him and heard a burst of laughter from the stairs.

Qian Du was locked up in laughter and went up to the second floor, and bowed from a distance, saying, "That night, Mr. Jiang showed his might and shot Uncle Chang to death. I still shocked me to think about it.

I thought you had returned to Pegasus Ranch, but I felt regretful, but I heard from my subordinates that I saw you coming to this building and hurried over to pay my respects.

I have prepared a banquet in the mansion, but I wonder if Mr. Jiang has free time to enjoy the glory of his party?"

Jiang Yan nodded and said, "It just so happens that I have something to ask the leader of Qian, so I'm disrespectful."

He said "disturbance" to the restaurant owner, got on the carriage carefully prepared by Qian Duguan, and followed the other party, and soon arrived at Qian Mansion located in the south of the city.

Jiang Yan came here twice and took a closer look. It was completely different from Tian Yunxiao's mansion. There were crowds of people here, and the shouts of shouting were endless, which was very lively.

However, the streets are full of low houses, which are old and mostly hawk-up foods such as steamed buns, noodles, wontons, and daily necessities such as oil and vegetables.

There were many beggars who came and went, while the rest were ragged or covered in patches, with no glory in their eyes, and they all looked at a small temple-like room outside the Qian Mansion.

Qian Duguan seemed very interested when he saw Jiang Yan. It was not surprising that today, there are few young people who don’t care about the government, especially those who have been studying for a few days, even if they can’t even eat.

A hint of compassion appeared on his face and said, "These people are mostly people in the house of someone in the northland city. He occupied the place and drove it away, and they were unable to make a living.

As a local, I naturally had to do my best to build such a street placement. Unfortunately, I had low abilities and low status. Most of the assistance could not be helped, so I became a beggar.

They had no place to stay and starved to death on the streets, so they set up a porridge hall there, giving porridge once every three days to barely hold their lives.”

After saying that, he turned around and ordered his followers, saying, "Today is the 'She Porridge Festival'? You inform the mansion to put the porridge in advance.

Well, the distinguished guest is here, remember to put two more bags of rice, thicker, and ask them to eat it!"

He smiled at Jiang Yan. Seeing that the latter had no expression on his face, he didn't like him or her, and felt a little contempt in his heart, but he still smiled on his face, so he asked the other party to come in.

Even though Qian House is not as large as Tian Mansion, it is also extremely luxurious. When Jiang Yan washes his hands and enters the hall, everything is ready, and delicious food comes with it, and it is endless. He takes a bite and then takes it away.

Hetian Yunxiao didn't like talking differently, and Qian Duguan said a lot. This time he didn't talk about everything, but only counted the powerful figures in Xiangyang, and the government forces were particularly clear.

After drinking and eating, he said again: "I built a high platform in this mansion. At this time, the breeze is rippling. Why not move there and drink tea and enjoy the scenery?"

Jiang Yan naturally had nothing to do, so he went to the backyard together. This tall building, which was as high as 800 meters high, was indeed rare. There was an antique pavilion built on the two-story square platform below, which was slightly inconsistent.

Scan the surroundings, one side overlooking the street market, the other side is the backyard. He looked around casually. The backyard was filled with trees and the buildings were hidden, and it was gloomy.

Moreover, there are different structures between buildings and corridors, and the corridors are deliberately curved. Even those who are not good at architecture feel uncomfortable when they see it. If Lu Miaozi comes, they will definitely curse.

At this moment, a noise came from outside the street. Jiang Yan looked over and found that the servants of the Qian family began to serve porridge when they saw that the master had enough food and drink.

There was no one organizing the site, so it was naturally in chaos. The person who distributed the porridge didn't care, but if there was a bowl that could reach the front, he gave him a spoonful.

So the stronger ones can compete for the first place, while the weak fall to the ground and wail, but there are no young and old.

Qian Du locked up and shook his head, sighing: "It's true every time. If you have the strength to grab food, why don't you go out to work?

No matter how quarrying in the mountains or fibre pulling on the river, I always make a living. Why do I beg here? I don’t work hard!"

Jiang Yan felt something was wrong, and suddenly heard this and realized that this situation was not the place where the rich and rich built tall buildings in the poor lived in the later generations?

Looking downstairs, look down from high to low, eat fragrant, clothes are beautiful, worry changes joy, and sorrow turns to joy.
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