The scumbag ex-husband knelt down to salute, and gritted his teeth to meet the emperor's aunt

Murong Ting looked at Jiang Xi with his head down and said nothing.

a long time.

Murong Ting heard Jiang Xi's voice, "That's not what you said when we were fighting on the battlefield."

Jiang Xi punched Murong Ting, "I just came back to divorce Gu Zhanheng, and you are going to this point?"

Murong Ting showed a wry smile.

"Xiao Xi'er, you don't understand, I have nothing left, no military power, no army, and no one to support me."

Murong Ting wanted to sit down against the wall, but Jiang Xi threw him over his shoulder and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

He lay on the ground and looked at Jiang Xi who was standing in front of him, "Xiao Xi'er, for the sake of my drunk life, can you be merciful?"

"Murong Ting, we haven't reached that point yet." Jiang Xi looked down at Murong Ting from above.

"If Murong Feng really ascended the throne, what should the Northern Jin Dynasty do? What should the common people do?" She knelt down and lifted Murong Ting's collar.

"Don't you know what kind of character Murong Feng is?" Jiang Xi looked at Murong Ting and said in a deep voice, "According to Murong Feng's character, the common people will be in dire straits."

"You used to be the prince and God of War of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Can you bear to see the Northern Jin Dynasty fall into such a situation?" Jiang Xi said and punched him again.

"Murong Ting, as long as a person is alive, there is no unparalleled path." Jiang Xi originally wanted to punch him again, but his hand still fell halfway through.

"Stay here and think about it yourself." Jiang Xi stood up and straightened his clothes without going to Murong Ting again.

When she turned to leave, she casually threw a token at Murong Ting, "Come to me if you have any difficulties."

When Jiang Xi walked out of the box, she saw Lianqiao still standing there at a loss, with a bit of worry on her face.

When Jiang Xi was about to turn around and go downstairs, she heard Lianqiao's voice, "Master, the master..."

"I can't die." Jiang Xi looked at Lianqiao with a hint of mockery in her voice.

"I don't know how you met Murong Ting, but you should persuade him."

"Help me bring a word to Murong Ting." When Jiang Xi turned to leave, his eyes fell on Lian Qiao.

Forsythia in Jiang Xi pushed open the door of the box and walked in.

At this moment Murong Ting has put on the ghost mask again, sitting by the window without saying a word.

Lian Qiao had never seen Murong Ting's appearance before, and vaguely felt that the face under that ghostly face was terrifying, but he was once the God of War and Prince of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

"Are you also here to laugh at me?" Murong Ting held the wine jar and took a few sips, "Look, even Jiang Xi despises me now."

"Master, what's the relationship between you and the county lord?" Lian Qiao went to the side to pack her things, "This servant looks at the county lord and seems to be very worried about you."

"If you really want to say it, it's probably a good friend." Murong Ting showed a sneer.

"We fought against each other on the battlefield, don't look at her young age, she made me fall off the horse with one return of the carbine;
We have been friends since then. "

Murong Ting took a few sips of wine as he spoke, "Jiang Xi is right, I am a waste now, so why should I talk about my ideals and ambitions?"

"①To be happy in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon." As Murong Ting said, he took up the wine jar and continued to respect the sun in the sky.

"Master, it's daytime now." Lian Qiao walked to Murong Ting's side with a helpless expression, "The county master is right, there is no unparalleled road."

Murong Ting looked into the distance, "Lianqiao, I have no future." He took a few sips from the wine jar in front of him as he spoke.

The spicy wine passed through the intestines, but what remained was a mouthful of sweetness.

"Master, the county lord asked me to bring you a sentence 'There is no way out when there are many mountains and rivers, there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers'." Lian Qiao glanced at the sky outside the window, and then set her eyes on Murong Ting.

"Even though the master doesn't have anything now, at least you still have the county master as a friend."

Lian Qiao bowed to Murong Ting, "As the one picked up by the master, I have no reason to persuade you, but I always feel that we still have to struggle in life."

Lian Qiao picked up the handkerchief that was left on the ground before, "Master, don't you want me to stay with Gu Zhanheng to help the county master?"

"The county master accepted my nomination certificate today. From now on, don't worry about everything in Chang'an." Lian Qiao looked at Murong Ting with a respectful expression, "Master, go back, go back to the place that belongs to you."

Murong Ting glanced at Lian Qiao and didn't speak.

a long time.

He waved his hand at Lian Qiao, "You go back first."

When Lian Qiao left the box, she still looked back at Murong Ting three times a step at a time, until finally when she left the box, Murong Ting didn't even look at her.

What she can do now is probably to help Murong Ting get useful information from Gu Zhanheng.

As long as Murong Ting is still alive, she still has hope.

Forsythia did not look back at Zhanheng's mansion, but met Jiang Xi who was drinking tea in a tea shed on the way back to the mansion.

She walked to Jiang Xi's side and sat down to look at her, smiling at her.

"County Lord." Forsythia whispered.

"How did you know Murong Ting?" Jiang Xi said and made tea for Forsythia.

"I'm not from Dayan." Lian Qiao sipped a cup of tea and whispered, "I'm from the Northern Jin Dynasty. Our family met Mrs. Zhu and a wife when we were fleeing."

Lian Qiao held the cup tightly, her words revealed a bit of sadness, "My parents and sister died at their hands, I survived by luck and was rescued by my master. But I will never forget her appearance .”

"About seven or eight years ago, I came to Chang'an under the arrangement of my master, and finally I was selected by Mrs. Zhu on the street." Lian Qiao said with a wry smile, "Mrs. Zhu never imagined that I was the one who plotted against her first."

"Is this why you hate Jiang Yin?" Jiang Xi made tea for her while talking, "I remember that Jiang Yin abused the maid."

As soon as Jiang Xi's words fell, Lianqiao rolled up her sleeves, and there were dense wounds that could no longer heal.

"These are all thanks to Jiang Yin." When Lian Qiao talked about Jiang Yin, there was hatred in her words, "So I will not let Jiang Yin go easily."

"I've accepted your nomination certificate." Jiang Xi watched Lianqiao stand up and glanced at her, "If you have any difficulties, come to me, and I will help you solve them."

She said and put a small token in front of Lianqiao, "Since you are Murong Ting's person, you should also help Murong Ting. If so, you will become my eyeliner in Gu Zhanheng's mansion."

After getting Lianqiao's nod, Jiang Xi patted her on the head, "Since these people are Gu Zhanheng's staff, then they should discuss the countermeasures, and I hope you will also discuss the countermeasures at that time." tell me."

Forsythia nodded seriously.

After separating from Forsythia, Jiang Xi went straight back home from the path.

Along the way, she saw many beggars begging, even in the bustling city of Chang'an, beggars can be seen everywhere.

This is probably the so-called "①Rich wine and meat stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road."

But aren't these beggars just to be exploited?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yue turned her attention to a younger beggar, she walked up to the little beggar and patted her on the shoulder, "I'll buy you something delicious, take me to see your boss How about it?"

The beggar heard her say this, but shook his head calmly, "Thank you, you give me the food, and I can take it back myself."

Sure enough, these beggars in Chang'an City were not ordinary beggars, maybe they were organized beggars.

Listening to the beggar's words, Jiang Yue bought a lot of meat buns from the bun shop nearby and handed them to him.

The beggar disappeared in an instant after taking his bun and ran away. Fortunately, she was good at light work and kept her eyes on the little beggar who ran away.

The little beggar's destination was a dilapidated temple. She thought that the little beggar would take out the meat buns and give them to the so-called boss, but the little beggar actually distributed the meat buns to younger children.

And she didn't even take a bite of the meat bun herself.

A bunch of kids?
Jiang Xi frowned.

Did she think wrong?
"Sister, how did you pick up the meat buns today." The younger girl asked.

The little beggar put his hand to his lips to signal her not to speak again, but told her to finish eating the meat buns quickly.

After the younger children finished eating the buns, they saw an elderly man coming out of the temple.

He sat there, looked at the children and said, "Tell me what happened today?"

Looking at the old man, she seemed to recall something crucial from her distant memory.