Ai Hui's sword tower has not been built yet, and the Lemon Camp welcomes the envoy from the Palace Mansion.

The housekeeper, who is about fifty years old, has kind eyebrows and a smile on his face. His skin is well maintained. It looks like he is a long-term pampering person, and his body will involuntarily show a bit of nobility.

The housekeeper's surname is Wang, he speaks very slowly, his tone is kind, and he sounds very comfortable.

"...My master heard this and I don't know how many times I was grateful at home. The old lady cried many times. I was extremely afraid. I said that it was fortunate that Master Ai was there, otherwise it would be too late to regret it. Master Ai was extremely grateful for my great kindness. Master Ai realized the thunder and my mansion failed to congratulate him in time. It was really a big rude, but the matter was delayed. The master and his wife were worried and could not explain themselves. Now that the matter was over there, I could give Master Ai an explanation and also have the opportunity to make up for some thoughts..."

The gifts from a whole team were astonishing as the number and weight of the gifts.

Just a gift list is a long volume.

Ai Hui glanced at it and was surprised in his heart that most of the gift list were combat supplies or materials that could be used in the workshop. It seemed that the palace was very concerned about them in secret, and the supplies they were sent were all urgently needed.

He put away the gift list and smiled: "Your residence is intent! Say hello to the Lord and wife on my behalf!"

When Mr. Wang saw Ai Hui accepting the gift with ease, he felt relieved and a smile on his face became even stronger: "You don't have to worry about the matters of the Patriarch's meeting over there, you can handle it all the way."

Ai Hui realized that the "thing happened over there" was originally the Patriarch's Association. He was a little curious: "Oh, I don't know how to deal with it?"

Butler Wang smiled and said, "The Patriarch will have two Patriarchs, and one of them is seriously injured. They have also demolished their five branches, so they have to ask someone to hand over to reconcile."

Ai Hui was so stern, the palace was so powerful that he asked, "But the two pastors last time?"

Butler Wang shook his head: "No, I heard that the two of them were seriously injured in your hand last time. This time, the Lord of the Mansion originally asked the other party to hand over the two, but later the Patriarch would like to compensate him in other ways. Seeing that they were sincere enough, the Lord of the Mansion reluctantly agreed."

Ai Hui felt a little inexplicable peace of mind when he heard that it was not the last time the two of them had been. Although he had only had a conversation with the wine cabinet once, deep down he still didn't want to hear the news of the wine cabinet's death.

When he saw the wine cabinet, he thought of the deceased courtesan.

Ai Hui did not ask what the sincerity of the Patriarch's Council was, but I guess the Patriarch's Council must have paid enough price, otherwise the Palace Government would never agree to the reconciliation.

This is also the first time Ai Hui has intuitively and deeply experienced the depth of the foundation of a great family.

Ai Hui, who has been involved in it, knows very well that it is definitely not the target he can provoke now. If the other party hadn't coveted the snow lava, he would definitely not have provoked the Patriarch. However, the Patriarch was beaten to the point of being beaten to the palace, which shows the strength of the palace.

Ai Hui was happy that he had no conflict with the palace. On the contrary, there were many places where they could cooperate, and both sides established a good foundation of trust.

I guess the palace was seeing this and gave such a generous gift.

Butler Wang's attitude confirmed Ai Hui's speculation. Especially when he heard that Shi Xueman wanted to form a battle department alone, he even expressed his support for a batch of supplies immediately. From this point of view, Butler Wang should have a lot of say in the palace mansion and the right to make some decisions alone.

Ai Hui asked casually: "How is the current situation of the Shi family? Xueman hasn't been home for a long time."

He felt a little strange. When the palace heard that Shi Xueman was going to form a war department, he immediately sent a batch of support. Tieniu's own Shi family was also a big family, but since Xueman joined the Songjian Sect, Shi family seemed to be ignorant of it.

A word flashed across Butler Wang's face and stopped.

Ai Hui keenly noticed the change in Butler Wang's expression and couldn't help asking: "But is there any problem?"

Butler Wang looked at it and lowered his voice: "Tell Miss Xueman, no matter what, I must not go home soon."

Ai Hui's heart thumped. It seemed that something was wrong with Tieniu's family and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Butler Wang just shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ai Hui did not ask questions, but just kept a secret. When the time comes, he would find someone to inquire and know the situation. However, Ai Hui was not too worried. Tie Niu is now a master and has the right to speak no matter where he is. There are not many people who can force her to do things she doesn't want to do.

What's more, they are behind Tie Niu.

Butler Wang is very conscious and tactful, good at dancing, speaks witty and humorous, making people feel like spring breeze, without any boringness. More importantly, this guy is very generous and disagrees with one word, "Oh, this mansion has a way, I will send some here in a few days."

A mighty man cannot be defeated, and a wealth must be cowardly.

Ai Hui likes to chat with such a rich man the most. Time is precious? It’s not at all! There’s no time? Time is the water in the sponge, and there’s always a squeeze!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, throw me money!

The guests and hosts all enjoyed each other, and the two of them were already called brothers and brothers in a blink of an eye.

At first, Ai Hui wanted to make more profits from Butler Wang, but later he found that Butler Wang was very well-informed. No matter what he said, Butler Wang could say something that Ai Hui didn't know.

For example, the front line is in a confrontation, for example, Tianfeng and the military forces are already ready to go, and they will support the Beihai troops on the front line. For example, the prices of materials in various places have increased by more than 70%. For example, the three central departments seem to have their own ideas.

Ai Hui listened with relish, and he could not get to know these inside information.

Butler Wang suddenly asked, "Brother, when do you think this war will begin?"

Ai Hui was shocked, his smile disappeared from his face, his brain suddenly became extremely calm, and he blurted out: "When Grandmaster Anmuda fell."

After saying that, Ai Hui suddenly realized what he said.

Butler Wang was shocked. Even though he tried his best to hide it, he could not hide the fluctuations in his emotions at that moment.

Patriarch's meeting.

Qiu Shui lay on the bed, unconscious. Her face was pale, without any blood, and her exposed skin was dry and cracked, just like a dry river bed that had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and she could not see the charm and beauty of the past.

"She hasn't woken up yet?"

The man who spoke was about twenty-five or six years old, with a beautiful appearance, a little cinnabar on his forehead, which was extremely charming and charming. His face had no flaws, his skin was whiter than that of a woman, his nose was straight, and his eyes were deep and blurred. His delicate eyebrows were frowned slightly from time to time, and a touch of sadness was always revealed inadvertently.

He has a very strange name, Hong Ying.

Even at the Patriarchal Association, few people have heard of this name. He rarely appears, but the wine cabinet is in front of him and dare not be disrespectful.

The Patriarch meets the second Patriarch, with a red face.

A trace of worry appeared on the wine cabinet's face: "No, the vitality in her body is about to be cut off. I fed her the Chaos Pill before I could barely continue this to this tone."

Chaos Pill is the life-saving elixir of the Patriarch Association. It is extremely troublesome and extremely precious to refine. Only the Patriarch will give it. Chaos Pill requires five kinds of Yuan Dans, and the refining process is extremely complicated. If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

The Chaos Pill contains extremely pure Chaos Yuan power. For the Patriarch's Association, as long as you have one breath, you can prolong your life.

If Qiu Shui hadn't had the worst situation, the wine cabinet wouldn't have been willing to use its own Chaos Pill.

Hongrong's face was still worried. His voice was extremely nice, with irresistible magic and a faint sadness: "The power of thunder is really domineering, Qiu Shui also has such a disaster in his destiny. His mind is too dangerous to rely on external objects. If he is not careful, he will be retaliated."

"Yes." The wine cabinet sighed: "But this is her saying."

The master's way of masters is different. Some are grand and the swords are in a different way. Those who take the swords are in a different way cannot envy the grand and the Tao.

People are different, and Tao and Tao are different.

The wine cabinet's own magical travel method is also extremely dangerous. Once it cannot be controlled, the animal nature in the wine will become the main guest, and he will lose himself and his mind and become a human-shaped wild beast.

Hong Rongyan sighed. The question was unsolvable. He turned around: "Did Mr. Shao agree?"

"No!" A faint anger appeared on the wine cabinet's face: "That old guy didn't want to get in, but he just refused to agree. If he didn't see his body as weak, he would definitely let him try the means!"

Of course, the wine cabinet was angry. Qiu Shui's current situation needed to refine a doll. Mr. Shao is said to be a very outstanding local practitioner and is quite good at refining sand dolls. The wine cabinet asked the other party for help, but unexpectedly, Mr. Shao simply rejected it.

He also inquired specifically about Mr. Shao didn't know when he joined the club, but he never saw him refining a sand puppet. He either read books or sat idle on weekdays, and never made any contribution to the club.

What made him even more strange was that such idle people had special people to guard, but no one cared about him.

The wine cabinet is very clear about how cruel and ruthless the person who has not made contributions in the association. If anyone cannot show his value, his life will definitely be extremely bleak in the association. As for the polite and wise men, it is even more impossible for him to appear in the association.

In the past, there were not those arrogant craftsmen, but they were quickly taken over and contributed all their abilities.

But this old man lives well, which is a bit strange.

Hong Rongyan shook her head: "Don't be rude to Mr. Shao."

Although his tone was calm, the wine cabinet was secretly awe-inspiring, saying, "Can you have any background for this Mr. Shao?"

Hong Rongyan shook her head and didn't answer, but said, "You just need to keep giving me instructions."

The wine cabinet was a little lucky. He saw that the other party was old and weak, so he did not attack Mr. Shao. There was indeed a problem after that, so he hurriedly said: "Yes."

"I'll go see him."
Chapter completed!