auspicious time has come

"Master!"

The accompanying servants were shocked, and quickly took out the prepared porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from it, and let Jiang Zhengfu take it.

This was given by my "uncle", saying that it can be used for emergency when necessary.

After Jiang Zhengfu swallowed the pill, he leaned against the wall of the car with his hidden bag. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the ups and downs of emotions.

The servant dared not ask any more questions.

After a long time, Jiang Zhengfu said, "I'm fine... let's go home."

The servant then told the coachman to go back.

Jiang Zhengfu thought of something, slowly opened his eyes, and said, "Take an unfamiliar road."

"Yes."

The carriage drove slowly into the night.

According to the owner's instructions, the coachman deliberately chose a road that he hardly traveled on weekdays, so he detoured nearly half of the distance.

The night was quiet, and the sound of horseshoes and wheels was extremely waking.

When the carriage was running steadily on a bluestone slab bridge, black shadows suddenly flew out from under the bridges on both sides in front, swarming up like ghosts with a cold light.

The horse raised its hooves in shock and neighed.

The coachman's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously grasped the reins tightly, but the carriage was still rushed forward by the startled horse.

However, the startling horse could not take them away——

An extremely sharp tripping rope was laid at the head of the bridge, which almost cut off the front legs of the two horses.

"哐!" There was a loud noise, and as the horse struggled and fell to the ground, the carriage was also thrown to one side by the huge inertial force, only relying on the bridge railing to prevent it from falling into the river under the bridge .

"Master!"

The servants in the carriage struggled to sit up, went to help Jiang Zhengfu, and said anxiously, "Protect the Lord!"

Under such circumstances, no matter how anxious he was to go out, Tangtang Yipin Zhongshuling would never bring only a servant and a coachman by his side——

Soon, more than a dozen people who followed secretly appeared, fighting with those men in black.

However, soon, the situation between the two sides was divided.

Those men in black shot ruthlessly, obviously aiming to kill them all, and they didn't want to give Jiang Zhengfu a chance to leave alive.

Seeing his own people fall down one by one, Jiang Zhengfu's face was extremely cold.

He expected that Li Wei would attack him, but he didn't expect that he was ambushed and killed by the other party even though he had taken a detour!

The next moment, a close follower in front of him was pierced through the abdomen by a long knife, and fell into the river, splashing a huge splash of water with a "bang", and the blood soon stained one side of the river red.

Jiang Zhengfu retreated to the side of the bridge, and men in black approached him with knives on both sides.

There is no way back...

Jiang Zhengfu clenched his back teeth, there was no fear, only unwillingness.

He was unwilling to learn the truth, and he was about to die under the fangs of that evil ghost in human skin!
The moment the long knife hit him, there was a cold light——

Jiang Zhengfu subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but out of the corner of his eye he saw another black figure approaching, with the long sword in his hand piercing the neck of the man in black.

Blood sprayed, and the man in black fell to the ground with a long knife in his hand, clutching his neck and twitching to the ground.

The next moment, the long sword with blood beads pointed at another man in black. When the man in black retreated to resist, he was kicked by the man in the chest, and fell face up under the bridge.

Looking at the back figure holding the sword guarding in front of him, Jiang Zhengfu was momentarily surprised—Marquis of Dingbei? !
Before he had time to react, Jiang Zhengfu looked around subconsciously, and saw the guards of the Marquis Mansion on both sides of the bridge rushing onto the bridge very quickly, surrounding the men in black.

"Does Master Jiang need to live?" Xiao Mu tilted his head slightly and asked the people behind him.

Jiang Zhengfu's eyes were cold: "No need."

Who they are, he even knows better than these men in black.

Seeing his general nodding his head slightly, Wang Jingyong understood.

Amid the sound of siege, Jiang Zhengfu followed Xiao Mu down the Qingshi Bridge.

"Let Xiao take Mr. Jiang back to his residence." Xiao Mu suggested.

As usual, Jiang Zhengfu would definitely refuse with a stern look.

But at this moment: "It's time to show off your work."

His body was also stained with blood, his face was bruised, his gray hair was a little messy, and when he bent over to get on the carriage that Xiao Mu prepared, his back was in an unprecedented embarrassment and oldness.

His figure was not stable, and when he was struggling to move, the young man's strong hands supported him behind him, and carried him into the carriage.

Jiang Zhengfu turned his head slightly and looked at the young man.

The young man quickly got on the horse and followed the carriage.

The carriage moved and sent him back to the Jiang Mansion smoothly.

The lord entered the palace late at night, and the door of Jiang's mansion was not yet closed, the gatekeepers heard the movement and came out to welcome him. Seeing what his lord described, he couldn't help being shocked, and hurried forward to help him.

"Thank you Xiao Jie for this rescue..." Jiang Zhengfu looked at the young man who had no intention of getting off his horse, and said: "Please also invite Xiao Jie to come to the house to tell."

The other party personally came forward to rescue him, and the so-called avoidance of suspicion based on the light and shade of his position no longer exists.

Hearing this, Xiao Mu dismounted from his horse, silently raised his hand towards Jiang Zhengfu, and walked into Jiang's mansion together with him.

He came to this mansion countless times when he was young.

The person next to him is the uncle who personally taught him enlightenment.

Feeling the silence and desolation of the mansion at this time, Xiao Mu came to the side hall without saying a word.

Jiang Zhengfu, who was born in a noble family and always pays attention to his dignity, didn't even go to change his clothes to arrange his description. He just sat down with Xiao Mu, shunned all the servants, and gave a strict order: "Keep all the places and don't let anyone get close to this place. .”

Before the steward stepped down, he personally brought a pot of hot tea. At this time, the steam of tea was rising, relaxing between the two of them.

Jiang Zhengfu spoke in a low voice, did not mention the interception that nearly cost him his life, did not mention what Princess Yongyang did and planned, but said——

"Nine years ago, Duke Shu's mansion was involved in a case of collaborating with the enemy. The house was ransacked overnight. When he didn't see Duke Shu's son, Jingzhi. After that, I was ordered to track down his whereabouts."

Xiao Mu lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent for a while.

The voice continued to speak slowly: "Thousands of miles to pursue, finally found his whereabouts in a ruined temple outside Youzhou City on a rainy night—"

Xiao Mu looked slightly startled, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Back then in the ruined temple, he and the young Ah Heng hid behind the Buddha statue. When someone wanted to go to check it, the leader stopped him in time...

At that time, he only cared about fleeing, his family was ruined and his family was destroyed, and his heart was full of hatred. He never noticed the abnormality, but he only thought that he still had some luck, and the sky would not stop him.

"I thought this would save him, but not long after, his body was still found." Jiang Zhengfu said: "When the body was found, it was difficult to distinguish the face, only relying on the characteristics of the body and the things close to it , I was able to 'confirm' his identity just now... I never thought about going deep into it, and I never let people continue to investigate. In my heart... I have always kept a fluke, hoping that he can change his identity and live."

Jiang Zhengfu looked at the young man sitting opposite, his eyes were slightly red: "But what I never thought was that after so many years, when he appeared again, I couldn't recognize him anymore."