Niu Jizong and others left, but Jia Huan did not let him see him off, and the whole group left strode.

Jia Huan sat alone in Ning'an Hall for a long time, thinking about what Niu Jizong said.

Eyes can be guarded against eye arrows.

In fact, Jia Huan thought of this question a long time ago.

I also thought about forming a magnificent private army, not called Jinyiwei or Blood Dripzi. He thought that the shadow army, the dragon group or the blood killing, etc. were even more cool.

Although this name has become a big deal in novels in previous life, it is still very second-rate.

But it's really cool...

He once fantasized that with such a secret manpower, he could kill Gods and Buddhas.

But it's just thinking about it.

It’s not that he has no money, but that he has no mandate.

Not to mention cultivating a combat force, even cultivating a team of people with eyes and ears is not something that can be done overnight.

The key is that there are too many twists and turns inside, and they are very knowledgeable, which is no less difficult than self-studying a higher mathematics.

This is not something that can be done with money.

He could borrow from the Black Ice Platform with Zhuque Qianhu Wang Yan, but Wang Yan told him directly that it was impossible for the people from the Black Ice Platform to train outsiders.

Moreover, he told him bluntly that even if he lends it to him, eight out of 100 people were trained, and he spent a lot of money, and he was helping Hei Bingtai train his staff...

Because the loyalty training for this kind of human hands is almost heavier than skill training.

After several twists and turns, Jia Huan gave up such a fantasy idea.

However, Niu Jizong's words today reminded him again.

It's really time...

But, who should I leave this matter to?

Jia Huan scratched his head a little. Niu Jizong said it clearly. He could only raise such a thing by himself and find a way to do it himself.

Because this involves future secret and private matters, once he helps, the Jia family's men will inevitably be infected with the Niu family's imprint.

His generation can be fine, and his generation can be fine, but what about going on?

Who can guarantee it?

Therefore, in order to prevent problems from happening, Jia Huan should do it well from the beginning and make it clear.

Even if it is more difficult at the beginning, it will be better than being complicated in the future.

Li'er is this Li'er, but Jia Huan is really confused about this strange thing.

The intelligence leader must first hide his secrets and not show up often.

This point excludes the Han brothers.

Wu Yuan is suitable, but he is Wuzong and the number one general of Yunqi. He will have great uses in the future, but he will not be able to be just an intelligence leader. It is too insignificant.

Moreover, Wu Yuan's personality is not suitable for doing this.

In this way, all the warriors that can be used at home are eliminated...

"Third Master?"

A crisp, yet somewhat confused sound rang in Jia Huan's ears, awakening Jia Huan from her meditation.

Jia Huanzhong came to his senses and smiled and said, "Xiao Jixiang? Haven't you sent you back and rest first?"

A small figure pounced on Jia Huan's arms, climbed onto his lap and sat down, squeezed his little head into his arms, and said sleepyly, "The third master hasn't even returned, how can I go back!

I sniffed behind the door, avoiding the wind for a while, and then I felt a little cold and woke up.

Seeing the Third Master sitting here alone, he ran over.

Li Wanji and the others were so dissatisfied that they let the Third Master sit here alone.

Tomorrow, I have to go to his house to scold his wife... It's so unreasonable, how can I leave the Third Master alone..."

Xiao Jixiang leaned in Jia Huan's arms, muttering "puffed" in his mouth, but the sound became smaller and smaller. The person gradually fell asleep again, and his little hands tightly grasped Jia Huan's clothes...

Listening to her childish words, Jia Huan couldn't help but smile gently, lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly.

Perhaps it felt that Xiao Jixiang hummed happily in the dream and continued to fall asleep.

Jia Huan stood up carefully, hugged her tightly with one hand, picked up the bamboo pole with one hand, and walked towards the back.

It’s not that Li Wanji is too inappropriate, but that everyone has been sent away just now. Without Jia Huan’s summons, no one is allowed to get close to him...

Although Jia Huan was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, the bamboo pole did not lit the ground.

Although the black cloth in front of me was still blindfolded, the person seemed to be able to see it. He accurately avoided the brazier, avoided the scattered chairs in the hall, and then walked around the curtain and entered the back house...

Wu Yuan taught him the ability to "listen to the wind and distinguish positions" was not a decoration.

But people always have a trump card...

...

On the 19th year of Longzheng, it was cloudy on the eleventh day of the first lunar month.

Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall.

Early this morning, everyone in the Jia family, counted one and were all here.

Even Mrs. Wang is here...

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jia Huan in front of Jia Mu. To be precise, it was the black cloth in front of him.

Except for Mrs. Wang, everyone's eyes were a little excited.

The Jia family with Jia Huan and the Jia family without Jia Huan are two different concepts.

Jia Huan, who has good eyes and Jia Huan, who has blind eyes, have two different concepts.

This is not just Jia Huan’s business, but also related to the interests of each of them…

Jia Mu had a solemn face, and her hands on the couch were shaking a little. She looked at Gongsun Yu and said, "Miss, is the time coming?"

Gongsun Yu looked at the sky outside, nodded, and said, "It's OK."

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu covered her heart with one hand, breathing a little, and said, "Then...then...then..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan laughed and said, "Old ancestor, don't scare your grandson. You can only get to this place..."

Having said that, Jia Huan himself actually had a cold face, and anyone could see the nervousness in his heart...

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Jia Mu scolded her bluntly, but she felt a little relieved, and then she forced a smile and said to Gongsun Yu: "Then I'll bother the girl."

Gongsun Yu nodded and said lightly to Jia Huan: "Young Master, close your eyes first, and after I take off the black cloth, let you open your eyes, and then slowly open your eyes.

Don’t look at the strong light first, lower your eyes, and when I get used to it a little bit, you will raise your eyes again."

Jia Huan nodded and said softly: "I've recorded it."

The hearts of the Jia family were raised for a moment, and they were extremely nervous...

Gongsun Yu breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps forward, walked to Jia Huan, let Jia Huan sit down, wrapped his hands behind Jia Huan's head, held both ends of the black cloth with both hands, and then gently pulled...

Hei Bu slowly left Jia Huan's face while everyone was holding their breath. When everyone looked at this scene, they felt that their hearts stopped beating, and their nails were about to pinch into their palms...

But no one cared about the pain in the palm of his hand.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the black cloth...

Jia Huan's face was staring at Hei Bu, leaving little by little, little by little...

Until the end, Gongsun Yu took the black cloth and took a step back. He looked at Jia Huan with cold eyes, and said with a cold voice: "Open your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan slowly opened his eyes, but did not raise his eyes...

He felt the light, the light that seemed to have not been seen for a long time...

He looked at the slightly dazzling light in front of him greedily, looked at the clothes on his body, the red bricks under his feet, the small bits beside him, the tea cups, desserts, and fruit plates on the small bits...

He looked at everything he could see and felt that the happiest thing in the world was this...

"High your eyes."

Gongsun Yuqinghan's voice came again. When Jia Huan heard this, he paused slightly, and then slowly raised his eyes...

"Um!"

At this moment, almost all the sisters in the Jia family's sister group covered their mouths for a moment and covered the crying sounds.

That was... happy, joyful crying.

"Wow! Third brother!"

Jia Xichun was so young that she couldn't help but cry loudly, and then took a step and ran over.

He hit Jia Huan head-on and cried with his arms around Jia Huan.
To be continued...