Jianghu Anti-Collision Porcelain Guide

Qi Yuxian took over the job of escorting a caravan, but was given a careless and extremely unreliable job. Qi Yuxian was cautious all the way, but he still allowed bandits to take advantage of him in a remote place. At the critical moment, the steward was struck with a sword, and he lazily raised his eyes from the pool of blood, looking completely different from the drunken and dreamy look just now. After the dust settled, the steward carelessly flicked his clothes, and admitted very frankly with his usual tiredness and arrogance: "I am the Cui family of Beiyang, Cui Qingyi." The second son of the Cui family, the richest man in the world, is actually this deviant person in front of him? Qi Yuxian only felt ridiculous. I thought that meeting by chance would lead to a long journey. After this battle, things were supposed to be clear, but a few months later, Qi Yuxian randomly found an inn to stay in Tongchuan, but was shocked by the innkeeper's knock on the door and couldn't sleep. He opened the door suddenly, and the resentment in his eyes made the waiter tremble. "Sir... I'm really sorry! The room is full, and this young man... Wants to share a room with you..." The waiter shrank his neck and stepped aside to let the person behind him go. The swaying lights outlined a swaggering brocade robe. Before he could speak, a figure was lazily leaning against the door frame, holding a long sword with a finely carved hilt, a playful look on his brows and eyes. It was the lingering ghost of Mr. Cui. In order to find out Cui Qingyi's intention for this trip, he made a promise that he thought was insignificant without hesitation: to go with him all the way. * The relics of the previous dynasty disappeared, and the whereabouts of the thief became a mystery. All that was known was that she was a stunning woman in a red and black dress and a gilt hairpin. The court was furious, and a secret order was issued without any doubt: pursue this woman, life or death. This order was so important that even the Qianji Mansion, which was under the Imperial Court's command, had to comply. Even the second-in-command, whose whereabouts were a mystery, was urgently recalled to the capital. Everyone was in an uproar - what kind of person could make the imperial hawks and dogs mobilize forces like this? Lin Qingya Peak heard the sound of wind, and the woman walked away with a puff of her sleeves. A piece of information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false actually caused people in the world to set out to watch this good show. People in the imperial court produced arrest warrants stamped with bright red official seals, dead men from aristocratic families pulled out poison-tempered knives, and wanderers dreamed of reaching the sky in one step. The horse's hooves trampled the morning dew on the mountain path, and he reined in the horse and stopped, trying to leave behind a certain swaggering figure and the hustle and bustle. The mountain breeze passed by his ears, and his eyebrows, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed a little. Then he regretted it. Really, regret it later—— "Master Cui." Qi Yuxian spoke slowly. "The road ahead... The world is long, you and I..." He considered the words to part ways. "You and I should be in the same boat!" Cui Qingyi slapped the tip of the fan on his palm with a righteous look on his face. "Look at the murderous intent gathered here from all directions. If there is no one who knows what's going on... Wouldn't it be dangerous for a kind-hearted and soft-hearted gentleman like Brother Qi?" … The desire string is exhausted. He stared silently at the rolling clouds and mist between the cliffs, his throat rolling, but what he swallowed was not fear, but overwhelming regret and a strong urge to kick the people around him off their horses. The person who opened the door and let in was not a guest, but a calamity that overcame his state of mind. Cui Qingyi shook his fan, smiled and whispered to him at the bottom of the bottomless cliff shrouded in clouds and mist: "Brother Qi, tell me... Doesn't this look like asking you to enter the jar?" Qi Yuxian held the sword at his waist and frowned: "... Shut up..." Cui Qingyi tapped a place under the cliff with the tip of her fan: "The sky is falling... And someone with a bad temper is holding it up. Tell me, is that sister in red clothes drinking alone in front of the moonlight at this moment?" "I'm afraid I won't be able to run away if I drink alone. If this thing appears in the world, the world may be in trouble again." "Safe?" The fan-wielding master sneered, "When will the rivers and lakes be safe? Let's see, how many pools of spring water can this wind... Ruffle?" The city is extremely deep, fake and serious, bad taste, offensive Pure fiction with no basis in reality. Group portrait, leaning towards light direction. Intention: to be added