Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

When the woman mentioned Jiang Mingyang, the man's face lit up. Obviously, he didn't expect Jiang Mingyang to be so good at making trouble, let alone attracting hatred.

"It's good to be young. The disciple is better than the master. When Duan Qing came to the capital, he didn't have such a big name as him."

The man sighed, then his eyes moved deeply, looking at the green lotus on the lotus pond, and murmured: "Children's jealousy is not a big deal.

Let's take a look. The truth can be seen in the details, and a person's character can also be seen.

Although Duan Qing is optimistic about him, I have my standards. If he can't meet the requirements, I can only let him fend for himself."

"At the critical moment of the confrontation with the Holy See, you insisted on letting him mess up.

You can do whatever you want, but there must be no chaos."

The woman held the cup with both hands and drank it slowly and elegantly. The man poured tea for her while gossiping: "Qingshui, you said that the news on the Internet How credible is it?

I have seen Wen Tianzhan, she is so beautiful, just like the fairy in the legend.

If she puts on ancient costumes, she will definitely be a fairy descended to the earth, and I will definitely be her little fan.

How could such a girl who is extraordinary and extraordinary have an affair with Jiang Mingyang, that bastard?

And that Lin Xiling.

At the beginning, Lin Meiyue spent so much effort on her, but in the end, she got the advantage of that boy.

You say these kids, how can they think so open-mindedly.

I also heard that Wen Qingyun and Lin Xiling have a good relationship. How do they allocate time and how do they get along harmoniously..."

The man wanted to continue talking, but the woman called Qingshui gently guided him with her jade fingers and poured a mouthful of tea into his mouth.

He didn't know whether it was true or false. He never doubted those rumors at all, and even had the posture of digging into the bottom of it.

"Han Feng, as an elder, you'd better not gossip.

If Wen Tianzhan and Lin Meiyue want to beat you up, they won't care about your identity as the Minister of Education."

Qing Shui was still calm and composed, obviously accustomed to this person's character.

"That's all I have for fun, and you still don't allow this or that.

It's so annoying, I want to go to the Abyss, not deal with government affairs.

At least you can go to the Abyss from time to time to kill enemies and relax.

Every day, I either deal with college fights or international fights."

Han Feng leaned directly on the railing of the pavilion, looking bitter and resentful.

The Abyss, which everyone fears like a tiger, is a leisure resort in his mouth, and he wishes he could stay there every day.

"Who made you excellent?"

Qing Shui complained calmly, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was glad that she didn't sit in his position.

Qing Shui was in charge of the Operations Department, responsible for assisting the Ministry of Education and the Military Department to deal with some international disputes.

However, she was one of the five commanders of the Death God Army, so many tedious government affairs were legitimately kicked to Han Feng.

"Excellent ass, I..."

Han Feng sat up suddenly, and just wanted to complain, Qingshui's jade finger stroked again, and a big mouthful of tea poured into his mouth again.

Qingshui seemed to have done everything before, and asked while pouring tea: "Guess, where will Jiang Mingyang go next?

Or, what should he do to satisfy you?"

"See. For me, it is the worst strategy for him to go to the Jiang family first, and it is the worst strategy to go to Diwu first.

If you want to be full of applause, you need not only means, but also a pure heart."

Han Feng was rarely serious, but what he said was ambiguous, but Qingshui nodded clearly.

The two of them brewed tea and talked about Taoism, which was indescribably comfortable, but Jiang Mingyang was much more miserable.

The rich young men of the eight major families all sent people to arrest him, and the result can be imagined.

Since Jiang Mingyang got off the plane, he had only drunk two sips of tea and hadn't even had a hot meal. He was like a rat crossing the street, hiding in the dark.

It was true that he came to the capital for official business, but he also had his own private affairs.

In Jiang Mingyang's view, this private matter was more important than official business, and there must be no mistakes.

Who knew that Lin Xiling would mess up, not only disrupting his plan, but also making him very passive.

If it weren't for that incident, he would have rolled up his sleeves and beat them up.

Beating them up was not enough, he also asked them for mental damage compensation.

"Damn it, you wait for me, wait until I have time, and let you look good."

Jiang Mingyang muttered while operating his watch quickly, and soon connected Duanmu Cheng and Zhang Yongnian.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, how are you? What brought you here?"

Duanmu Cheng spoke first, not feeling the slightest embarrassment for running away at the last minute.

Zhang Yongnian was a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say except laughing awkwardly.

"Bragging! Take care of your family members, don't wait until you suffer heavy losses before asking me for mercy."

Jiang Mingyang threatened angrily, Zhang Yongnian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, I don't know if you are not loyal, we really can't stand it.

You are having an affair with Lin Xiling, and you are messing around with Wen Qingyun. Their popularity in the imperial capital is even crazier than yours in Dongsheng."

"Yes, yes, yes, we have no choice."

Duanmu Cheng hurriedly joined in, and then said, "Don't worry about the Duanmu family and the Zhang family, you don't have to give us face, just blackmail them.

Those little brats don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. If they dare to provoke our great god Mingyang, they will pay the price, and we will never help them."

Duanmu Cheng spoke righteously, as if he was a hero who would stick his neck out for his brother, but Jiang Mingyang wanted to spit in his face.

"You guys have me in your hands, right? Lin Xiling and Wen Qingyun used me as a shield, and you and Zhang Yongnian used me to suppress your peers.

You let me do all the dirty, tiring, and tough work, and you think I'm a jack."

Jiang Mingyang complained with a dark face, Zhang Yongnian laughed awkwardly, and Duanmu Cheng also said helplessly: "Brother, there is nothing we can do.

We have lived in Dongsheng for a long time, and we have no say in Didu. They don't listen to us."

Duanmu Cheng and Zhang Yongnian also have their own difficulties.

They still have some say in their respective families. The first post did not include the Duanmu family and the Zhang family, so they were the ones who maneuvered between them.

But Diwu is not under their control. They have no reason to interfere when others give orders to Diwu Society.

What's more, they are young and frivolous. Young people have their own circles. Even if Duanmu Cheng is the young master, he has to do things in the way of young people.

"Go when you get the advantage, run when you get the difficulty, I look down on you."

Jiang Mingyang rolled his eyes and complained, then asked: "How is the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Zhang Yongnian said: "I have found it out.

Due to the transmission restrictions of the Holy See, only one batch of ashes can be transmitted every seven days.

Last time, the Thorn City rioted, the transmission frequency increased, and the day after we came back, Guo Sibo's ashes were sent back."

"It was transported back the next day, why didn't Guo Sibo have an additional title, where are his ashes?"

Jiang Mingyang frowned.

He never forgot his promise to Guo Sibo, and before the one-month hard training, Jiang Mingyang asked Duan Qing to inquire.

But the situation in Thorn City was tense, and no one paid attention to the ashes of a dead person.

After the hard training was over and Jiang Qiming was dealt with, he asked Duan Qing to inquire again.

The news he got was that non-wartime items were being transported back, and please ask the military logistics department for specific details.

The news from the military logistics department was that the ashes had been transported to the hero’s residence and the posthumous title-conferring ceremony had been held, but Guo Sibo was not on the list!