"Master, who is here?"

Before the girl had time to take out the letter, another person came outside the waterside pavilion, but she was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a round face with baby fat, pinker skin than the boy who led the way just now, and big, long eyes.

With her beautiful eyelashes and small and exquisite figure, she looks like a moving porcelain doll.

"Blue!"

The girl screamed in surprise, then got up and ran towards the porcelain doll.

"Li Jianyu, don't come over!"

The person who came was none other than Mo Xinqing's third disciple, Lan Xiaoyun, who had not yet had hair extensions. Every time the girl came, she would hug her and cling to her endlessly. She had an unspeakable fear of the girl, and when she saw her facing her

She rushed over, and just when she was about to slip away, she saw that the other person lost coordination while running, his feet suddenly stumbled, and he fell in a not very graceful posture.

"Ouch..."

The girl fainted, raised her head, and saw two lines of nosebleeds.

"Hahahaha..." Mo Xinqing laughed so hard that she slapped her crotch, "Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er, why haven't you gotten rid of your confusion yet?"

Mr. Peng stood there without squinting his eyes and smiling.

I shouldn't have come... Su Jingzi put his hand on his forehead, so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

The girl "woohooed" and searched all over the ground for her lost glasses. Suddenly a small hand helped her put them on. She saw clearly that in front of her was the porcelain doll she had longed for. She hugged her with a "woohoo" and said, "Blue."

Lan...wuwuwu, I miss you so much, I'm so bored in the audience, you don't even come to play with me..."

"Let me go, let me go...Li Jianyu, you are annoying me to death, don't touch me, I should have ignored you..." Lan Xiaoyun couldn't push away and couldn't help but feel regretful.

…

Mo Xinqing unfolded the letter generously so that everyone could see the contents of the letter.

"Hey," she just scanned it with her consciousness, and the contents of the letter seemed to be transferred directly to her mind, "this kid is really a troublemaker."

Su Jingzi was originally wondering why Huang Qiming was so interested in a casual cultivator. Hearing this, he was surprised and said, "Mr. Mo knows the person mentioned in the letter?"

"We had a chance encounter." Mo Xinqing said lightly, "It was him who solved the Dongli Continent and Liguo Yunzhou cases. Also..." She glanced at Manager Peng and did not continue.

Manager Peng smiled and said: "Some time ago, regarding the case of Prince Gong's Mansion, the emperor was furious and gave the Three Law Division half a month to solve the case. Both the Yushitai and the Ministry of Punishment had important cases, so the important task fell on the Dali Temple. The old man had a nephew of his own, so he

Worked at Dali Temple. There were no clues at first, but later I found some clues only after asking for his guidance."

Li Jianyu pushed up the frame of the mirror in surprise: "I know about that case. Even the master was alarmed, but it wasn't caused by monsters and ghosts, so I didn't care about it. But how did you give me advice when others were not around?"

Manager Peng laughed and said: "My nephew was desperate and had no choice but to write a letter informing him of the case."

"Can the case be solved with just one letter?" Li Jianyu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Mo Xinqing curled her lips and said: "This guy does have an unusually keen sense of the case; but when I wrote to him, he actually replied 'I can't help'. Don't you think it's irritating?"

Manager Peng smiled and said: "The message from the village owner is unclear. Mr. Qingyun is not a god after all."

"Master, he finally responded to you," Lan Lan said angrily, "I wrote to him, but he didn't reply to me even a word. I was so angry."

Li Jianyu immediately looked at her with a sad face: "Lanlan, you haven't even written to me."

"Why should I write to you?" Lanlan looked at her like she was an idiot.

"Then why did you write to him?" Li Jianyu said pitifully.

"That's because..." Lan Lan said, suddenly raising her eyebrows, "Li Jianyu, is your Baiyun Prison Prison too strict? Can you control who I write to whom I like?" you?"

Li Jianyu felt sour and made up his mind to write a letter to tell the person what politeness meant when he went back. He actually didn't even reply to Lanlan's letter. How could it be so!

Su Jingzi suddenly said: "Although this guy is good, Huang Qiming thinks too highly of him. He actually asked Mr. Mo to recommend him to become a candidate for the Yongzhou Army. Doesn't he know what an honor it is?" What he actually wanted to say in his heart. Why are they not night watchmen? Are night watchmen bad?

Night watchmen are specially appointed by the Taoist sect, and they have both heavy responsibility and honor.

Manager Peng said softly: "Your sect, Taoist Huang, probably believes that given Mr. Qingyun's situation, only the candidate status of the Yongzhou Guards can make the Yunlei Sect surrender. This shows that he is really careful."

Su Jingzi was unhappy in his heart, but then he thought that if it weren't for the relationship between Xie Qingyun and Mr. Mo, he would not have written this letter, so he forgave Huang Qiming in his heart.

"Mr. Mo, do you want to reply?" He looked at Mo Xinqing, wondering how she would make a decision.

Mo Xinqing did not reply in a hurry, but looked at the girl with a half-smile, "Xiao Yu'er, this matter has a lot to do with the inaction of the Taoist sect. What do you think should be done?"

Su Jingzi's heart trembled, knowing that she had some complaints about Daomen's handling of this matter.

Li Jianyu's expression gradually calmed down, he pushed up the frame of the mirror and said: "The responsibility for this matter lies with the Taoist sect. If Yunlei Sect wants to retaliate against fellow Taoist Qingyun, I will help mediate it."

Mo Xinqing showed her face and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

…

Li Jianyu returned to Yunshui Palace and immediately started to deal with it. She first wrote down the matter in detail and sent it to the hermitage of the temple master. Then she wrote a letter and sent it to Sun Jian at the Guoguo Taoist Temple.

Finally, she thought about it and wrote again: "Fellow Taoist Qingyun:"

"I'm very relieved to hear that you killed the evil in Tiantai. However, the concerns of Taoism are not black and white. We must know that the overall situation is stable, so that we can jointly resist the darkness. I hope you will know it and forgive me. You are a great husband, husband. , Daxing does not care about the details, and everything I know is prepared for me. How can I share my sympathy? It is really pity and pity, and those who hear it will not be embarrassed? Now that the owl is in trouble, it is very fast. I share the same dissatisfaction with you, and we hate each other. Let's drink with him. You are good at what you do, but don't lose your courage before you lose your time. You are like a dragon..."

The opening remarks took up one page, and suddenly the topic changed:

"You have not heard what the sages said: 'Rituals in the world are the etiquette of coming and going. If you are not polite, you will not go. If you don't go, there will be no rules. If there are no rules, there will be chaos. If there is chaos, it will be unclear. If you are unclear, the road will be obscured.' Now there is a king, It is disrespectful to read and not read again. This is the beginning of the danger of the sincere road. It must be noted that Guangsha was not built in a day, and the road was not built in a moment..."

She composed her words very carefully, and in the end she wrote thousands of words eloquently, filling more than a dozen pieces of paper before she gave up.

"The ancient sages have seen and understood the writings, and they have adopted this great meaning and it will never change through the ages. It can be seen that if you don't go there, the great road will not exist!"

She thought about the last stroke and then added at the end, "Please give me Li Jianyu."

After the ink was dry, he put it into an envelope and brought the two letters to Feihong Division. Su Jingzi smiled and said: "The Prison Institute is really a real person, and it was arranged so quickly."

He took the letters and looked at them. Sure enough, one of them was for Sun Jian, but the other one was for Xie Qingyun. He was even more confused, "Why is it so popular to write letters to Xie Qingyun now? I often receive them recently."

Li Jianyu was immediately dumbfounded and said, "Besides Mr. Mo and Lan Lan, who else is there?"

"There are quite a few people from the Luo family." Su Jingzi shrugged, "The tenth son of the Luo family, that swordsman genius, admires Xie Qingyun very much and never forgets to promote it wherever he goes."

Li Jianyu was surprised and said: "That sword idiot Luo Shi is like this?"

Su Jingzi smiled and said: "I heard that there were a lot of oolongs caused by this."
Chapter completed!