Chapter 66 Deadline, wait for someone (thanks to the digital boss for rewarding)

Gao Mingjing left.

The case fell into silence for a moment.

The tea shop in the building saw that these people had extraordinary identities and avoided them far away to avoid disturbing them.

Li Guofeng pinched his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the two people at the table. He wanted to speak but stopped. The thought-provoking words suddenly became boring.

He did come to inspect the teams today. With his strict personality, he wanted to scold the two of them. However, after being mixed up with Gao Mingjing, he suddenly couldn't speak.

After a long time, he frowned: "Is Luo Huaizhu there?"

Mu Yaoyao said timidly: "Senior Sister Luo wanted to come with me in the morning, but the eldest brother said that letting her stay in the prison is more convenient for her to practice."

She didn't know that Ji Ping'an's arrangement was taken into consideration:

If Luo Huaizhu had the combat power beside him, the murderer might not have dared to show up.

However, this sentence changed the meaning when Li Guofeng heard it.

"There is another day. I wonder how the Fire Courtyard is going. If everyone gets nothing when it is over tomorrow, maybe the strategy of the Wood Courtyard is correct, at least they will not be tired."

But seeing that the three-day period had passed, Luo Huaizhu didn't even go out today. A group of geniuses completely relieved and felt that Mu Yuan knew very well that his family was the weakest and he simply didn't have to work.

Huang He has been ravaged by life. He knows that the officialdom is about human nature and me. No matter how fierce the fight in private, he will be more concerned about it. Not to mention a harmonious relationship, at least he rarely breaks his face.

Boss Mu Yaoyao was unhappy and questioned: "Do you think I eat too much and are reluctant to spend money? Didn't the shopkeeper say that as long as you send paintings, you will give us food and drink for free?"

When Mu Yaoyao was fully sleeping and pushed open the gate of Qinglian Xiaozhuyuan with light steps, she said to Ji Ping'an, who was washing her face in the yard:

And he bet on this and guessed how Muyuan would take action in the future.

Although he had a slap at first, after Ji Ping'an showed his extraordinary talent, his prejudice about his mediocrity was overturned. He knew very well that the other party was very likely to become a new generation leader in the next few years to succeed "Luo Huaizhu".

Everyone was full of confidence, and as for the wooden courtyard, it was completely ignored.

"Since it was something that I had expected earlier, why should I get angry?"

It is precisely because of this that he allowed Ji Ping'an to enter the "special training class" when his cultivation was insufficient... He did not object.

Combined with the inquiry, an amazing truth is about to emerge:

There may also be someone who secretly guides trying to ruin reputation and create conflicts. For example, Peng Yuan's "accomplices" who did not reveal until his death.

At the entrance of the canteen, two teams of water and fire happened to be caught. Zhao Xinghuo, who is tall and thin, has a ranger temperament, smiles and jokes.

"Oh." Li Guofeng sighed deeply, feeling powerless. He glanced at the tree of cold plums on the table, and a hint of admiration flashed through his eyes, his lips moved, and he said:

"The national teacher once said: If you kill someone, you must have a knife on your throat. For learning, we should use force from the heart to the point of being able to use force, and it will be natural and honest."

Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said with a smile: "Because I'm going to wait for someone."

To a certain extent, it is also a kind of wisdom to know how to advance and retreat and know how to give up.

Ji Ping'an took the towel, wiped his face, and smiled at the girl, "I'll just go by myself today, you can stay and practice."

Immediately, I turned around and walked away on the stairs, and entered the crowd on the street.

...

This is why he went to Qinglian Xiaozhu to beat the other party after the monthly exam was released. He was looking forward to Ji Ping'an's return, but looking at his bad attitude... he obviously didn't listen.

Zhao Xinghuo smiled and refused to answer.

"Please say it."

I will never be able to win steel if I regret it.

Compared with some of the discussions among the students at the bottom, the members of the special training class have a more cautious view and prefer that the wooden institute use a very new tactic.

Huang He was shocked and realized the true meaning of the young master, those teenagers who questioned the detractors, or simply felt unfair, were filled with righteous indignation, were rushing to the blood, and were not afraid of power.

After pausing, he added slowly: "And don't just look at the surface of everything, think about it more, the 'Pengyuan's' hearts of destroying the Imperial Heavenly Prison are not dead."

The female Si Chen, who had a soft-eyed look, smiled and said:

Ji Ping'an yawned, got up and walked into the house, and said, "Young people should not be too impatient, be patient."

The next day, the murderer did not show up.

All the truths have been told to you... Li Guofeng was silent for a moment and said:

Ji Ping'an's eyes shone out of the window, and when Li Guofeng disappeared, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"Mr. Wang Yangming's words actually don't mean this..."

When the news spread in prison, there was even greater discussion about Ji Ping'an's performance.

At this time, Wang Xian, Jian Zhuang and others from the Jinyuan, as well as Si Chen, led by Shi Hao in the Tuyuan, also walked out of the canteen.

Ji Ping'an said leisurely:

If you think about it longer-term, it is unknown if you succeed Xu Xiurong and become the new marquis in the future.

Ji Ping'an arrived at the "Anxiang Tea House" alone. Xiao Er's eyes lit up and he came to greet him:

...

After two days of investigation, the four teams have obtained important clues through different directions. Everyone is confident that the real murderer will definitely be captured tomorrow.

In his opinion, it was undoubtedly a more thorough attitude, which made the rigorous academic manager feel complicated.

It was because he had stepped on a pit that he couldn't bear to Ji Ping'an, a good seedling, and made the same mistake as himself.

Some star officials who supported him yesterday really couldn't come up with a strong reason to fight back, so they had to sulk. When Pei Sili accepted the report, he was even more helpless to see that there were only five big words on the paper handed over by Ji Ping'an:

Same as yesterday.

What you said sounds ambiguous... Ji Ping'an shook his head and said, "They have something to do. By the way, prepare a more secluded seat for me today and try not to have anyone around."

Huang He sat on the bench, holding a palm fan in his hand, blinked, and suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

Li Guofeng is particularly sensitive to this because when he was a teenager, he was also the same as Ji Ping'an.

...

“It’s time to close the net.”

"What's that?"

In the evening, the five teams returned and each summarized the news.

...

"When will we go to have pastries?"

"Talent only makes you better at starting than others. Only by studying hard can you reach the great road."

There is hope in my heart.

To be honest, he is very optimistic about Ji Ping'an.

The progress of the other four branches increased again, as if only one step away from finding the murderer.

As for the wooden courtyard... Just like yesterday, I spent all day in the teahouse. Mu Yaoyao's belly was round and she couldn't even eat supper when she came back, so she fell asleep, which made Xu Xiurong raise her eyebrows.

Huang He sighed and said:

"Everyone doesn't have the same mood as you. I secretly asked inquire. In fact, most of the supervisors and star officials are still neutral. Many people even sympathize with our wooden courtyard. The reason why they question now is that a small number of people are dancing, so they are not worried about offending others?"

"Young Master, are you not angry at all?" After dinner, Huang He moved a small stool and held a palm-leaf fan in his hand to fan Ji Ping'an.

Especially after reviewing the "Pengyuan" incident, although he was not aware of the inside story, Li Guofeng keenly realized that the wisdom of political struggles that led to a group of people was definitely not Xu Xiurong's style.

Well, except for censors and trolls.

The third day, early morning.

After saying that, Li Guofeng stood up and looked at him with some regret, as if he was worried that he would not understand the wonderful things, so he added:

He had enough talent and skillfulness... and he always thought about it and regretted missing it.

"The painting is good. However, people's energy is exhausted, broad but not complicated, and rough but not refined, it is better not to practice."

For this reason, I was repeatedly thug by the national teacher, but was tired of the young man's strange self-esteem and remained stubborn. It was not until later that my heart matured and I regretted it and realized how wrong my thoughts were back then.

The waiter was stunned: "Why?"

"If everyone is 'intelligent' enough, judge the situation, be tactful and unsilly, then how boring the world would be? Don't fall into the trap of 'rational people'."

"The national teacher once gave me a word. I will give it to you today. How much I can experience depends on you personally."

Green lotus small building.

Whether you learn astronomy knowledge or rarely go to classes after you enter the wooden yard... This lazy personality that seems to be self-reliant and talented is repeatedly reflected in it.

"My sister Lin seems to be destined to guess wrong. Muyuan has not made any move yet, and she has indeed given up on this battle."

"Young Master is here, huh, didn't you bring the girl here?"

Under the old peach tree, Ji Ping'an lay lazily in the rattan chair, looking at the dark, blue indigo sky and the stars that appeared in a leisurely tone:

...How come the juniors of my national teacher are just a group of fools... Ji Ping'an was silent for a while and shook his head and said, "Today, I won't draw."
To be continued...