i can live forever

Yang Jing still remembered that day, when Zhuo Wenjun found him with red eyes, his originally beautiful face was full of misery and sadness, and said that he didn't understand the meaning of the thirteen-character letter.

Yang Jing opened it and saw that the letter read: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten million."

With just one glance, Yang Jing could see the deep meaning of the letter. A line of numbers was full, but only one hundred million was missing.

No billions, no memories.But Sima Xiangru hinted that he no longer had any past memories with Zhuo Wenjun. When Yang Jing said this, Zhuo Wenjun burst into tears and his heart was as cold as water.

In fact, Yang Jing also knew that her adopted sister was extremely smart, how could she fail to see the hint in the letter, she just didn't dare.I don't even want to believe it.

Under such circumstances, Zhuo Wenjun returned to "Poems of Resentful Lang", in which he made indirect remarks and told his heart, and wrote "Farewell Book".

After reading Zhuo Wenjun's poems, Sima Xiangru immediately remembered the love between husband and wife in the past.I was so ashamed in my heart that I stopped talking about taking concubines from now on, and the two finally grew old together.

Yang Jing was very impressed with this righteous sister. The two had known each other since Zhuo Wenjun was young.There is indeed a brother-sister relationship.

More importantly, Zhuo Wenjun was really a strange woman who was different from others in the Western Han Dynasty.

In Yang Jing's view, her bold pursuit of love is completely deviant behavior in feudal society.

Women at that time believed that being without talent was virtue, but my righteous sister was talented and virtuous,

Even later, when Sima Xiangru began to fall in love with others, she was not as cowardly as the women at that time, and she was used to submissiveness. After all, it was normal for three wives and four concubines at that time.

Zhuo Wenjun's choice was very smart, and he used his own talent to bring back Sima Xiangru.

All these, perhaps in this era, such women are very common, but in the Western Han Dynasty, in the feudal society more than 2000 years ago, she was an unimaginable woman.

Therefore, Yang Jing has a deep impression on Zhuo Wenjun. After more than 2000 years, in fact, he can't remember the appearance of many friends and people he knows.

But Zhuo Wenjun is one of the people he remembers very clearly, otherwise he would not have thought that Zhao Shu was very similar to Zhuo Wenjun at a glance more than ten years ago.

After the matter was finished, the tea was mostly cold.

Liu Qinghe couldn't help but said with emotion: "No wonder you have a different attitude towards Ms. Zhao Shu, sir. This can be regarded as a love house, right?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count." Yang Jing stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the sun that was gradually setting, and said calmly.

"Then do you really want her to follow you?" Liu Qinghe looked back at Yang Jing, with a strange light in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Yang Jing said lightly: "Of course it's impossible."

"Then are you ready?"

"I will leave Jiangcheng when there is news about the investigation by Lin Rui and Mi Yaohui." Yang Jing said very flatly.

But Liu Qinghe knew how much impact this plain sentence would have on Zhao Shu.

But? Liu Qinghe also understood in his heart that this was actually the best result for Zhao Shu.This is what he felt in his heart, how can a mortal combine with a gentleman who is like a fairy?

This is unrealistic, let alone say that Zhao Shu's life is only a hundred years, but what about Yang Jing's?

The gap is too big.Why bother in vain.

"Please take me with you, sir." Liu Qinghe suddenly straightened his expression, bent down, and asked with a respectful face.

Zhao Shu couldn't afford to wait another ten years, and Liu Qinghe couldn't wait even more. He didn't even know if he had ten years to live.

So this time, Liu Qinghe wanted to travel around with his husband as he did when he was young, so that he could serve him conveniently.

At the same time, I can travel around with my husband to see the beauty of the world.Listening to the teachings and stories of Mr. Liu Qinghe is what Liu Qinghe desires most.

Yang Jing's expression was indifferent, his phoenix eyes were like ancient wells, without any waves, he didn't speak.

Liu Qinghe was slightly anxious, and said again: "Sir, Qinghe begs you!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Qinghe slowly fell to his knees and bowed down.

"Qinghe, why are you doing this? Stay here and enjoy your old age in peace." Yang Jing didn't want to take Liu Qinghe with him.

It wasn't for other reasons, but he felt that Liu Qinghe was no longer young, so he traveled around with him and was exhausted.May lose a few years of life.

Not counting the ten years he spent hiding in the mountains, Liu Qinghe served Yang Jing for nearly 40 years!

Although Yang Jing said that his temperament was indifferent, he did not have a heart made of iron after all. Liu Qinghe was getting old, and he couldn't bear Liu Qinghe to follow him anymore.Serve yourself.

"If you can't follow Mr. Qinghe, Qinghe will die." Liu Qinghe still kowtowed to the ground, but his words seemed to force him to die.

Yang Jing said nothing.

For a while, there was a long silence, until the sun had completely set and there was only a sunset glow in the sky.

"Forget it, follow if you want."

Yang Jing's indifferent voice sounded, and Liu Qinghe, who was kneeling on the ground, was overjoyed, and shouted: "Qinghe, thank you sir."

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This time, Lin Rui and Mi Yaohui investigated Qi Ye so fast that Yang Jing didn't expect it.

After eleven o'clock that night, Lin Rui and Mi Yaohui arrived at Qingfeng Manor.

Naturally, Yang Jing hadn't fallen asleep yet, and he didn't have to sleep either. He was watching the projection TV in the lobby to pass the time, and Liu Qinghe brought the two of them in.

"Ben Gong, I've interrupted you to rest." Lin Rui's face was full of joy, and he was obviously very happy to get the results of the investigation so quickly.

"It's okay. Let's talk about the situation." Yang Jing signaled the two to sit down and said.

Mi Yaohui was also beaming, and said: "Mr. Yang, last night I had someone draw the face of the Seventh Lord overnight. I used my connections to investigate today, and I didn't expect the result to be soon."

"The Qiye actually hid in Chuancheng, opened a grocery store in the old city, and pretended to be an ordinary person, but his son has luxury cars and mansions under his name, and his deposit is 5000 to [-] million. Since they look alike, we can conclude that he is Qiye."

"Da Yin lives in the city? He's a smart man." Yang Jing held the remote control, changed channels at will, and said.

"Engong, the Qiye's real name is Zuoqi. His nickname is Qiye. He is from Xiangjiang, and he was born in poverty. I suspect that most of the people behind the Wei family incident are from Xiangjiang. Chess confirmed it." Lin Rui continued.

Yang Jing nodded and asked, "Have you noticed?"

"Don't worry, benefactor, the first time I found out, I asked He Guang to go over and stare at him. I was afraid that he would startle the snake, but I still couldn't control it. After all, he is a smart man and he is not young, so I was afraid of any accident." Lin Rui said.

It is self-evident what kind of accident will happen.

"That's right, then we'll go back to Sichuan City tonight." Yang Jing turned off the TV, got up and said.

Lin Rui and Mi Yaohui were stunned at the same time.

"Tonight? Mr. Yang, are you in a hurry?" Mi Yaohui couldn't help but asked in doubt.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qinghe said, "Sir, tonight will be tonight." He naturally knew the reason why Yang Jing was in a hurry to leave.

Of course it was to avoid Zhao Shu.

"Yes, benefactor, I will arrange it now." Lin Rui didn't ask much, and immediately nodded yes.

Immediately, Lin Rui spent a lot of money to temporarily charter a small plane, ready to fly to Sichuan City.

Liu Qinghe packed up his things and saluted. When they left Qingfeng Manor, he couldn't help but stop and look at it for a long time.

After staying in this place for ten years, there is naturally some reluctance in it.

"Sir, Qingfeng Manor still needs someone to watch over it." Liu Qinghe hesitated for a while, and said respectfully to Yang Jing.

Yang Jing responded: "I will find someone to watch."

After a short pause, he looked at Mi Yaohui again, and said, "Also, I have to trouble Mr. Mi to send someone to transport the horse to Chuancheng."

Yang Jing still likes the horse Hei Jiao, and it would be a pity if he stayed in Jiangcheng.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, I'll arrange someone to come and deal with it right away." Mi Yaohui nodded naturally.

This is a trivial matter, so naturally it is impossible to refuse.

That night, a few people got on the plane back to Sichuan City. Qingfeng Manor, a legendary and famous manor in Jiangcheng, fell into silence again two days after its owner returned.

But he didn't know when Qingfeng Manor would welcome his master back next time.

At the same time, for Yang Jing, there were some not-so-simple things about the Wei family, and this time, he probably had to know the final truth.

I have to pay back the favor I owed Wei Lin, but it's a pity that Wei Lin, who has already slept forever, can't see it.