Sky Eater Traveler

Ye Qiu did not humbly shirk the blame, and walked into the gate with the respectful salute of a group of attendants.

The entrance is a Japanese-style courtyard, and the leisurely scenery is quite artistic.Small bridges flow, green willows open, and every plant and tree has been carefully taken care of, which is pleasing to the eye.

It can be seen that He Mao Zhongxing is quite sincere.Even the relatives were among the people who greeted him.This blatant way of apology really made Ye Qiu feel good.Distinguish right from wrong, have evidence to advance and retreat, and take responsibility, it is no wonder that the He Mao family can be brought to the peak.

Walking into the hall where the guests were entertained, the banquet had already been set.Rows of maids are retreating in an orderly manner.

The host and guests were seated, and everyone except their relatives slowly retreated.In the end, in addition to the two people who sat down at the wine table, there were one old and one young.I think it was He Mao Zhongxing's father and son.

"Please move Ye Jun here, just to apologize to you for what happened the day before yesterday. This cup represents the He Mao family, your honor!"

When the banquet started, He Mao Zhongxing took a glass of sake and bowed to Ye Qiu from afar.After the words fell, they drank it.

He didn't say anything to explain the bullshit, and he didn't have any arrogance. He just admitted his mistakes heartily, and his humble and polite attitude showed the charm of He Mao Zhongxing.Makes no one feel bad.

'There is no reason not to drink! '

Ye Qiu picked up the wine glass in his hand, drank it all at once, turned the wine glass upside down, and smiled, "The wine is good!"

"Haha... Since Ye Jun likes it, you might as well take some with you when you go."

After the words were spoken, the atmosphere finally dropped the last tension, and the seat was really opened in a relaxed atmosphere.

But accidents often happen. When the chopsticks were just picked up, a person who should be the housekeeper walked in and reported softly: "Sir, Fujiwara-sama is visiting."

"Oh?" He Mao Zhongxing frowned and said, "Could it be because of what happened last night?"

Although He Mao Zhongxing is a yin and yang head, he ignores political affairs.Compared with Fujiwara, such ministers are not very close at all.

"It should be. I'm afraid I can't find the clue. I want you to do some divination!"

It was the old man at the wine table who responded to him.Introducing Zhong Ye Qiu also already understood his identity.He officially congratulated Mao Zhongxing's father, He Mao Dingling!And the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy beside him who was still a little immature was He Mao Zhongxing's son - He Mao Baoxian!

"I'm sorry Ye Jun, please excuse me!"

"fine!"

Pour a glass of wine for himself, Ye Qiu couldn't help but smile.

It's a coincidence that both the investigator and the perpetrator are in the same place!

PS: Thanks to LN, Dante, Wangyouzhishang for the reward!Keep asking for flowers!Ask for collection, ask for support!

Chapter [-] To be a thief, you still have to be confident

Not long after, about three minutes later, He Mao Zhongxing returned to the hall alone.After some guilt, the seat was reopened.Not to mention Fujiwara-kun at all, this is undoubtedly sincerity and respect for Ye Qiu.

"Lord Fujiwara just now, did you mean that Fujiwara is not waiting?"

He Mao Zhongxing nodded slightly in surprise and replied, "It's Mr. Fujiwara!"

"Oh~ I don't know if this Fujiwara-kun is still in the house. If so, can you recommend it?"

Naturally, there was a factor that eased the embarrassment for Kamo Tadayuki, but it was more that Fujiwara Bubi waited for him to think of someone.

The Smoke of Immortality - Fujiwara Sister Red!

He Mao Zhongxing was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but bow his head: "Thank you Ye Jun for your righteousness!"

Hanging the dignified and powerful right minister at home, even as a yin and yang head, he couldn't care less.Although the Yin-Yang Liao is independent of politics, it is inextricably linked.And what Ye Qiu did, in his opinion, was undoubtedly helping him resolve the embarrassment.

Akagi is elegant, humble and courteous, and this kind of mind is enough to be admired.Especially when this person holds a powerful force, this bearing is even more admirable.

Unconsciously, Ye Qiu's evaluation in He Mao Zhongxing's heart has risen by another level.

"Ye Jun take a seat, I'll come when I go!"

Without rejecting Ye Qiu's kindness, He Mao Zhongxing, who had an increasingly easy-going attitude, walked out of the living room again with a slight greeting.

Ye Qiu shook his head, He Mao Zhongxing's sincere thanks made him a little ashamed.

In the sake drinking room, the wine glass is already full.

It was the old man who filled him with wine. Although he had no words, the old man used his actions to express his gratitude.

"Thank you!" Ye Qiu drank it as he bowed to the old man from a distance.

"It should have the meaning, why should it be the word of thanks." The old man replied with a cup.

Gongs and chips were staggered, and the atmosphere at the wine table gradually changed from polite to friendly.

After a few glasses of wine, He Mao Zhongxing re-entered the hall in the presence of an elegant middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was obviously a few years older than He Mao Zhongxing. Compared with He Mao Zhongxing, who was successful in cultivation and still handsome, he was almost thirty years old and fifty years old in modern times.And unlike the really gentle and elegant He Mao Zhongxing, the middle-aged man's temperament is gentle, but his face is solemn, but he is not angry and arrogant.Obviously a politician in a high position, holding the power of life and death.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiu definitely didn't have a good impression of such a shrewd politician.If he wasn't Sister Hong's father, Ye Qiu would definitely only pass him by.

After a brief introduction, everyone took their seats again.But on the way, the old man left with the young man.Different from the apology banquet, when Fujiwara Bubi waited to sit down, the nature of the banquet had changed.

After saying a few words of greeting to each other, Fujiwara, who understood Ye Qiu's identity, suddenly changed his eyes as he looked at Ye Qiu.As the Minister of the Right, he is not ignorant of this 'murderer' who almost destroyed the entire city wall with one roar.However, this is not a good topic, and several people have tacitly mentioned it.

Halfway through the banquet, Fujiwara Bubi waited and finally explained his intentions.Not surprisingly, it really was because of what happened last night.

"The thief is too cunning. After a day and night of joint investigations, they found nothing. In desperation, I had to come here to trouble Mr. He Mao. After all, the theft of the treasury is no small matter!"

Fujiwara Bubi's voice seemed a little tired.If it hadn't been confirmed again and again that there was no aura left by monsters at the scene, he would almost certainly be sure that it was the evildoer.

"No matter what Mr. Fujiwara asks, of course, there is nothing unacceptable. It's just that divination is not a panacea, so please prepare for Mr. Fujiwara."