The ship with clouds was already very luxurious, but in front of that ship, it was like an ant standing in front of an elephant.

Yifei said, "This is probably the largest ship in the world today."

"The Jiuxian is thirty-two zhang long and sixteen zhang wide. It is divided into four layers, three layers on the deck and one layer on the deck. It can accommodate 800 people and carry 40,000 stones." Qiu Jiang accurately recited the data in her mind.

Yun Shanshan and Yi Fei both looked at her straight.

After a while, Yi Fei curled his lips and said, "It's worthy of being a Qianzhiniao."

Qiu Jiang ignored his jokes, stared at the "Jiuxian" far away, and frowned: "It seems that Hu Jiuxian is going to Chengguo to choose a husband, and he will hold this year's happy banquet on the way."

"If he is selected, this time it will be the last carnival."

"How happy is the happy banquet?" Yun Shanshan's eyes were full of curiosity, "Why are everyone flocking to it?"

"There are also rare treasures that are good at wine and beauty, and those who are destined to get it."

"A rare treasure? What's it?"

Yi Fei looked at Qiu Jiang, Qiu Jiang thought for a while and replied: "The three things five years ago were the Sword of Eternal Life, the Zhenlong Chess Record and the Luminous Ganoderma lucidum."

"What about these years?"

Qiu Jiang pursed her lips: "I don't know in the past few years."

Yi Fei raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to sneer. She glanced coldly at her eyes and stopped laughing. She clapped her hands instead: "I want to know what this year is, can you just go up and take a look?"

Yun Shanshan looked at the invitation and smiled: "I didn't expect that I could receive the invitation as well, it seems that it is for the sake of being the same candidate for Wangfu."

"Do you know who the other twenty-three guests are?"

"I'll go and inquire!" Yun Shanshan said and ran out excitedly again.

Yifei stared at Qiu Jiang and said, "I originally planned to take the Yun family's boat to Luwan..."

"Change your mind now?"

Yi Fei looked at the Jiuxian in the distance and said slowly: "There must be several other candidates for Wangfu among Hu Jiuxian's guests, which is a good opportunity to catch them all in one go. You should know that doing something on the sea is much easier than on land."

"In the end, you can push everything on Hu Jiuxian's head."

Yi Fei looked back and smiled at her: "It's comfortable to talk to people who are in tune with each other."

Qiu Jiang was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Okay." She also wanted to know what the line Hu Zhiren is doing now.

***

Qiu Jiang held a sharp dagger and slashed at Yifei.

Yi Fei did not hide. So the knife fell on his eyebrows, and a piece of eyebrows fell down with the knife.

Qiu Jiang Dao was as fast as lightning, wandering on Yi Fei's face with great accuracy, and Yi Fei closed his eyes with pleasure.

For a moment, only rustling and subtle friction sounds remained in the house.

Finally, when Qiu Jiang stopped the knife, covered Yi Fei's face with a hot towel, and then opened it, Yi Fei's appearance became different again.

If he had only had six points like Ding Sansan before, now he had become nine-point images.

Qiu Jiang handed the mirror to Yi Fei, and Yi Fei looked at the mirror while twitching his tsk: "Is this the legendary disguise technique?"

"It's just a make-up technique." Qiu Jiang put away the knife and said lightly while washing his hands. "Ding Sansan is withdrawn and is very strict with his subordinates. If people outside don't understand him, you will easily get away with it. However, once you return to the holy realm, you will be all companions who grew up with him. The level of your three-legged cat is easy to get rid of."

"I have you now." Yi Feiman didn't care.

"So you have to get used to this outfit from today, to apply medicine on your face for twelve hours, to bow your head, to lame, to cough from time to time, and…" Qiu Jiang curled her lips maliciously, "Accustomed to eating spicy food."

Yi Fei's whole person shook obviously.

He thought about it seriously for a long time: "Can I find a way to escape this? For example, if I am injured, I can't eat spicy food for the time being?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Do you know why Ding Sansan always coughs?"

"pulmonary disease?"

Qiu Jiang shook her head: "Laryngitis."

"Then he still eats spicy food?!!"

"He said that only by constantly eating spicy food can he prove that he is still alive." When Qiu Jiang said this, there was something deep in his eyes. "Everyone in Ruyimen will vent in a different way. Some people were looking for a group of prostitutes to have fun, some were trying to bathe desperately; some deliberately caught a little tiger, raised it and then released it back to the forest; some... just ate spicy food. They kept eating, coughing, and suffering constantly."

Yifei stared at her: "What about you? How do you vent?"

Qiu Jiang is silent.

Yi Fei's eyes flashed: "I don't believe you are an exception."

"If you want to know some things, you have to find them yourself." Qiu Jiang said lightly, "Some people are used to expressing themselves, while others are used to hiding."

"You are the latter."

"At least I won't eat candy as someone else's face."

Now it was Yi Fei's turn to change his face slightly. He understood Qiu Jiang's meaning.

That's right, everyone actually has quirks. His quirks are sugar people, which originated from an indescribable childhood. So what about Qiu Jiang, Qiu Jiang's quirks, or what is her shadow?

For a moment, the curiosity in my heart was full of.

But he also knew that Qiu Jiang would not say anything.

His relationship with her is far from the point where he can completely share each other's secrets. So if she doesn't say it, he can only find it by himself.

Seeing that he stopped asking, Qiu Jiang took out the basin and poured it on. During this process, Yi Fei kept watching her. If this woman looked at the background just like everyone else, her clothes were not unique. She turned around and looked at her face, but she felt "pretty pretty". But why did he feel strange when he first saw her at Xue Cai's mansion, and then he inexplicably noticed her. The more he learned, the more strange the feeling in his heart was stronger.

It was as if he was clearly watching her at this moment, but she had not gone very far. She was just doing something very ordinary, but it made people feel that the distance from her was very far away. She was like a painting in her memory, and she would disappear with the blink of an eye.

Is this a necessary trait for meticulous work?

Or is this unique to Qiu Jiang, so Mrs. Ruyi loves her especially?

At this moment, Yun Shanshan returned excitedly: "I've found out! Give it a list of guests!"

Yi Fei immediately calmed down and took the list and started to look at it.

When Qiu Jiang came back after pouring water, she saw Yi Fei smiled strangely at her: "It seems that you have to make up for it too."

"What?"

Yi Fei flicked the list and flew to Qiu Jiang's hand. The first name Qiu Jiang saw was Feng Xiaoya.

***

It started to rain on the sea.

The sea water is blue and the light rain is white.

The raindrops were like a passionate girl, desperately rushing into the arms of the person she liked, and then were ruthlessly swallowed.

Feng Xiaoya sat on the deck, looking at the rainy sea surface, her eyes deep, as if she was thinking about nothing, and she seemed to have thought about a lot.

Jiao Buqi walked out of the cabin, draped a black flare on him, and whispered: "It's cold outside, come into the cabin, young master."

Feng Xiaoya said: "What day is today?"

“July 1st.”

Feng Xiaoya's eyes flashed: "It's the first day of the July 1st again..." Five years ago, he married Qiu Jiang. He thought that it was the beginning of renewing his relationship, but in the end it became a debt of evil.

Occasionally, a few drops of raindrops fell on Feng Xiaoya's face by the sea breeze. He was shrouded in the black cloak, revealing only his melancholy eyes and pale nose. Then, he said softly: "Wind the cypress boat, it also flows. My heart is not a stone, so it cannot be turned."

"Who hurt He Gong's heart, why did you have this feeling?" Accompanied by a high-pitched and sharp voice, the windscreen in the cabin was lifted up and walked out alone.

This man is about the early forties, wearing a green robe, beautiful beard and white face, and looks smart and capable.

Feng Xiaoya looked back and her expression turned to a smile: "Mr. Ge is better?"

"Well, don't mention it! My seasickness problem is probably not corrected in my whole life. You said that Hu Jiuxian is really good. It's not good to hold a happy banquet, so I have to carry it on the boat! It makes me vomit and vomit every time..." Mr. Ge complained, wrapping his outer robe tightly and looking at the sea in front of him and said, "Well, it seems that this rain will take a while... the visibility is so low, don't miss their boat."

"Don't worry. I have the best helmsman in the world."

Mr. Ge looked at Jiao Buqi with great envy and sighed: "Every time someone asks me why I envy Mr. He, I will answer three reasons. One is appearance, two is father, and the third is that I will never leave this pair of servants."

Feng Xiaoya smiled: "So you just cried and recognized my father as your godfather?"

"I want to admit it, but he refuses!" Mr. Ge sighed with his chest, "After that, I haven't seen Ling Zun for a long time. Where has he been going for free again?"

A trace of unpredictable strange color flashed in Feng Xiaoya's eyes, and she said lightly: "He has passed away."

Mr. Ge was stunned: "What? Prime Minister Feng died? When did it happen? Why didn't you hear it?"

Feng Xiaoya stared at the raindrops in the air and said slowly: "My father once said that the various aspects of birth, old age, sickness and death are not to be hyped up to prevent the enemies from getting hurt. Just treat it as a rain. I have come, seen, melted, and moistened everything."

"I've been here, seen, transformed and moistened everything. His demeanor is beyond the reach of mediocre people like us..." Mr. Ge was sad.

Feng Xiaoya changed the topic and said, "Although one or two is gone, you can still work hard third."

Mr. Ge suddenly became energetic and looked at Jiao Buqi: "Brother Buqi, please offer a price. How can you brothers come to me? Brother Feng said that the contract was returned to you four years ago."

Jiao Buqi was silent for a long time before answering in a muffled voice: "Since you are free, you will no longer sell it."
To be continued...