After bidding farewell to Shi Jin, Zhou Jian did not go far, and took a group of black-clothed Xuanjia forbidden troops to be deployed in the alleys around Shi Jin's house.

It was night, the clouds in the sky were shrouded in the moon, the moonlight became more and more hazy, and the various markets seemed to be covered with a white veil, and the snow fell last night, and the snow melted during the day, and the weather became colder and colder.

The sound of the husband banging on the bang came from afar, and it became more and more desolate in the deeper night.

Everyone only felt cold and sleepy from the time to this moment, but they couldn't even see a thief, and they couldn't help but want to go to Shangfeng to ask one or two, but seeing Zhou Jian's serious face and focused, they pressed their minds, but they didn't know that even he was muttering in his heart, wondering if Pingling Yu was mistaken.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, I saw more than a dozen black people in the alley in the distance approaching quickly, and under the moonlight, like black shadows, flashed from the ridge of the roof one after another, and then the harrier turned over and fell into the alley as lightly, along the stone wall in the backyard of Shi Jin's house.

"Di-" There were a few sharp whistles in the darkness, and the next moment, Zhou Jian waved his hand violently, and the forbidden troops who were ambushed around swooped over!

"Zheng-" Under the cold moonlight, the blade reflected the moonlight, and it was as if the cold moon was falling from the sky, Zhou Jian fiercely drew his sword to meet it, and the blades fought, and each other's hearts jumped.

Zhou Jian's martial arts are good among the sons of Xun Gui, but they are far less than the so-called rangers, fortunately, the sword in his hand is not extraordinary, but it is a treasure of the Eastern Qin royal family, named Qin Wang Sword, which is said to be written by the First Emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty eight hundred years ago. As soon as he fought, he cut the blade in the opponent's hand in half, but the forbidden army next to him did not have such good luck.

They guarded the forbidden palace and practiced their skills back and forth, forming a separate small formation, but when it came to fighting alone, they were far from being the opponents of these dead soldiers.

For a time, there were countless dead and wounded, and the alley was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

"Catch the thief!" The clash and shouting in the dark alarmed the soldiers and horses of the five cities patrolling not far away, and a group of officials dressed in armor and holding torches in their hands hurried towards this side.

"But the commander of the Soldiers and Horses Division, next Zhou Jian, please also ask the commander to help catch the thief!" Zhou Jian barely protected himself with a sharp blade in his hand, and when he heard the sound of a human voice, he hurriedly shouted.

"But General Zhou Lang, brothers, follow me, don't let the thieves get away!" The commander surnamed Yan immediately said loudly, if you talk about the nobles in Chang'an City, there is no one who is more familiar with them than the soldiers and horses of the five cities, although he can't see clearly under the dim starlight, but he heard that the other party dared to swagger and report his name, and he didn't expect it to be fake, so he immediately waved his hand and pounced on Lang Jun, who was patrolling.

The Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division has long been caught by thieves and thieves, and as soon as they fight, they feel that the dozen or so black-clothed people in front of them are extraordinary, even if they are seriously injured, they still move quickly, but they are a bit like the dead soldiers raised in the family, but he has a smooth temperament, and he doesn't ask much, just as a thief with great kung fu.

The number of those dead soldiers was originally small, but now that the patrol team of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division has joined, they feel even more difficult, and the people at the head of the group want to take poison and commit suicide when they see that they are not acting well.

"Hehe, fortunately, I didn't lose my life. Yan Baiyan quickly removed the other party's jaw first.

"What's going on?" Shi Jin got up in his clothes and opened the door in the company of the nursing home, in the dark, the lantern emitted a warm light but it didn't shine very clearly, but the smell of blood was fed back one step earlier, Shi Jin couldn't help but be shocked.

"Shi Shilang. Yan Bai clasped his fists and saluted, while directing Lang Jun, who was not in serious trouble, to rescue the other injured Lang Jun in twos and twos.

"I also bothered Yan to command and guard Shi Shilang's house, and Mo taught others to disturb it again. Zhou Jian arched his hand towards the two, "Jian also wants to lead these assassins back to the forbidden palace to restore their lives, I heard that the Criminal Department interrogated two witnesses early this morning, and asked the squire to press the back and wait for the sage's will." ”

"...... this?" Shi Jin was stunned.

Zhou Lang will rest assured that Bai will definitely follow the instructions. Yan Bai's eyes rolled and smiled slightly, "Bai will go and transfer a team of Lang Jun over." ”

"So, there is Lao Yan's command!" Zhou Jian smiled when he heard this, "This kind of weather is most suitable for eating mutton soup pot in Xishi, after today's business, Jian will ask the conductor to get together, and please ask the conductor not to refuse." ”

"Okay, Bai is waiting for Lang to invite. Yan Bai didn't ask much, and immediately laughed aloud.

"Give them a charcoal basin, don't teach people to freeze to death. After Zhou Jian finished greeting the two of them, another group of forbidden soldiers who received the message came over with cages to arrest the three surviving assassins, and the group went to the forbidden palace by night.

"Yes. The group trotted with the prisoner cart in the middle of the night, but they arrived at the forbidden army in half an hour, and at this time it was already past the ugly hour, and there were still more than two hours before the hour, Zhou Jian looked at the prisoner cart placed in the courtyard and thought about it and ordered.

He was not seriously injured, so he just let the rough servant bring hot water to wipe his body, took off his outer robe, and slept for a while on the couch in the room.

This night, Zhou Jian didn't sleep well.

It was the first time he had seen blood after many years of practicing martial arts, and his dreams were full of the killing intent of the black-clothed man's shop, mixed with the joy and joy that could prove the innocence of the Ji family, so that he couldn't help but get up in the newborn daylight.

At the beginning of the morning, under the faint light, he saw the three Lang Jun lying in the prison car with their hands tied with their jaws unloaded, looking very young, not much different from himself, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, they were all people of the same age, rich and noble like him, he had not suffered anything, and he had the right to choose what he would do in the future, but he was also like the person in front of him, fighting for his life and death again and again.

"Lang will wake up early. The guards couldn't help but grin when they saw him get up, and greeted.

"Don't put out the charcoal basin, and if the sun is bright and give them some water, I don't want to wait for me to come back and not be able to ask questions. Zhou Jian withdrew the pity in his eyes, said a few words to a few people, turned around and walked out.

Across the forbidden army but a hundred and ten steps is the Vermilion Bird Avenue, at this time it is still early in the night market has not dispersed as soon as the market starts again, all the way to sell dumplings, chaos, cakes, glutinous rice balls, glutinous rice cakes countless, Zhou Jian is no stranger to these snacks, before the early years of the court, his uncle often took him out in the morning in the white dragon fish suit, and bought food here.

There are many kinds of breakfast in Chang'an, he is not as sweet as his uncle, he prefers the salty rice balls of the Cao family in the east, each one is no more than the size of an adult's thumb, with minced goat meat and fish meat as the filling, plus the green onion in the soup, he can eat a big bowl every time.

"Lingyun also came here to eat today?" There were not many diners at this time, so he sat at a hu table alone, and not long after, he heard the greetings of others, and looked up, the person who came had a bright eyebrow, a long beard, a navy blue fine cotton cloak, and a red sandalwood jade crown on his head It was the saint's confidant for many years, Yushi Linqing.

"Lin Yushi. "Zhou Jian saw him a lot when he was young, Lin Qing was a brilliant and sensitive, resolute and deep, but his life was very simple and honest, and he was a banner of the poor family in the court, but he was very kind and sincere to the juniors around him, like an uncle in the family, Zhou Jian also liked to deal with this uncle when he was young, the latter once told him history, and he knew right and wrong, but the older he was, the more he understood his origin, he was destined to not go down the same road with Lin Qing.

Lin Qing wants to suppress or even completely destroy the family, he hopes that the people in this world can study and have no worries about food and clothing.

And he was born in the noble Zhou family, although it is not comparable with the family of the nine surnames in the world, but it is by no means a poor family, he has not experienced the pain of the children of the cold family, so naturally it is not necessary to weaken his own interests.

When he really entered the court, he found that things were far from what he thought, Lin Qing's own moral character was as white as flawless, but there was no shortage of ugly people gathered around him, looking at his friends and knowing his people, Zhou Jian was sometimes disappointed, but he was not a child who only thought that the world was black and white, he also understood that it was not for nothing that Lin Qing sought an official only for his own beliefs, but if he was like him for decades, there were very few people who had nothing to eat and wear at home.

And most of the people in this court are still for the rich life of brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes.

"Lin Langjun, do you still eat sesame caramel stuffing today?" "Tangyuan Cao's glutinous rice balls taste good and cheap, a bowl of two taels of glutinous rice balls is only ten cents, and a bowl of belly is warm in winter, so there are many people who eat here, but Lin Qing has been transferred to Chang'an since Shengping ten years ago, and almost all of them are used here for a few months in winter every year, and the proprietress has a clear taste of this regular customer from the original little daughter-in-law to the current lady in charge.

"I'm tired of the lady of the Cao family, and then have one or two salty rice balls with cabbage and pork filling. Lin Qing bowed his hand slightly, turned around and sat down with Zhou Jian, "Lingyun has been doing lately, I haven't seen it for a few days." ”

"I'm tired of the imperial history. Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Zhou Jian suppressed the faint awkwardness in his heart, "It's just running errands for the saint left and right." ”

"I heard that yesterday, Lingyun led a folk scholar into the palace?" At this time, the weather was still early, there were not many diners, and when the Cao family lady was not very good, she first brought a bowl of salty rice balls, and poured a dish of vinegar with a smile, Lin Qing reached out and took it and picked up a salty rice ball and dipped it in vinegar to eat, "At this time, it is not in the court and the opposition Lingyun called me Yushi, but it seems to be angry." ”

"Uncle Lin. "The saint also likes to talk when he eats, Zhou Jian grew up with him, and naturally there is no rule of eating and sleeping, listening to Lin Qing's words, he immediately changed from the good, "His calligraphy is good, I recommend one or two for my uncle." ”

"Even Ling Yun praised it, it must be good to think about it, and even I was interested in wanting to see it. "Lin Qing eats very gently, and his movements are even smoother, which is very good-looking.

“…… You can see it in the future. Zhou Jian was silent for a moment and said dryly.