"The person I want you to kill is the one I just told you about from the county. Qu Er's voice was steady, and he couldn't hear any emotion, as if he was talking about ordinary things like eating and drinking.

It was Shen Muzhi who was surprised, and after frowning, he got up and wanted to leave, but as soon as he thought about it, he pressed it again.

Qu Er turned his head from the window, looked at Shen Muzhi, and continued: "This person's name is Zhu Guangzhen, the county commander of Liyang County, a scholar, and he doesn't know any kung fu. However, he was accompanied by a guard. This guard has been in the army for several years, and his sword skills are very strong, and it is not simple. ”

When Shen Muzhi heard this, he reached out and dipped it in the water, and wrote on the table: "In the lower body, the hands are mediocre, and there are injuries in the body, I'm afraid it will be difficult to compete." ”

Qu Er walked over, looked at it, and said, "When the time comes, I will find a way to lure this guard away, and Xiaoyou only needs to deal with that Zhu Guangzhen." ”

Shen Muzhi naturally wouldn't believe all of this. After thinking about it, he wrote on the table, "Why kill him?"

Qu Er smiled and said, "Do you need a reason to kill?"

"I need to. Shen Muzhi wrote.

Qu Er put away his smile, and after being silent for a long time, he sat down opposite Shen Muzhi, pointed to the breakfasts on the table that had not been moved, and asked, "Don't eat it?"

Shen Muzhi nodded.

Qu Er reached out and took the bowl of shredded chicken porridge on the table, which was not so hot, and lowered his head to eat.

Shen Muzhi didn't rush either, and waited quietly.

It didn't take much effort, the bowl of shredded chicken porridge had already seen the bottom, Qu Er wiped his mouth, raised his head and looked at Shen Muzhi: "Many years ago, he told a lie. ”

Shen Muzhi frowned slightly.

"Because of this lie he told, a man died. Qu Er said, a sudden sadness welled up in his eyes, and he was quickly suppressed, "One life for another, it's fair." ”

The story told by Qu Er is very simple, but probably the cause and effect have already been clarified.

After Shen Muzhi listened, he was silent for a while, and then wrote four words on the table: "Why me?"

Qu Er looked at him and said with a faint smile: "Xiaoyou looks like this......" stopped before he finished speaking. But Shen Muzhi had already understood. He is such a young man, with an arm broken, a knife on his back, and a small sparrow squatting on his shoulder, the key is that he is alone, and this discerning person can see at a glance that he must have experienced something.

For Qu Er, even if Zhu Guangzhen is a powerless scholar who can kill people, he must always find someone who can kill people! This is not something that can be done by stabbing him with a knife.

And Shen Muzhi obviously came from other places.

To kill such a court official, Shen Muzhi, who came from out of town and obviously had something to do, is undoubtedly the best candidate.

However, Shen Muzhi is not an outlaw.

He was really moved by wealth at the beginning, so he followed this song two here in a moment of confusion. However, killing people is big, killing the court and officials is even bigger, he is not stupid, and he still knows the severity of this.

The most important thing for him now is to return to the Kingdom of Jin as soon as possible. His identity, although it should not be recognized for the time being, it is inevitable that there will be many dreams at night, and if he gets into a life lawsuit with such a court official, it will be really confused!

It's just that if he doesn't agree, I'm afraid this Qu Er won't let him go easily, and he has to find a way to deceive this Qu Er.

"How is Xiaoyou thinking about it?" Qu Er saw that he didn't respond for a long time, so he asked.

Shen Muzhi thought for a moment and wrote on the table, "When will you start?"

Qu Er replied: "The old house of Zhu Guangzhen's family is in this town. Later, Zhu Guangzhen will go to the old mansion, and you will be ambushed there, acting at the opportunity. ”

After Shen Muzhi pondered for a while, he wrote two words on the table: "What about the remuneration?"

Qu Er laughed, and took out the purse from his sleeve: "Here are the ten taels that I said before, and the remaining one hundred taels, after the deed, I will definitely give it." ”

Shen Muzhi shook his head, then stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and shook it in front of Qu Er's eyes.

Qu Er was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly: "Five hundred taels?"

Shen Muzhi lowered his head and wrote on the table: "Give fifty first." ”

Qu Er didn't hesitate this time, and took out four silver ingots from his sleeve and put them together with the purse. Shen Muzhi reached out and took it and stuffed it all into his arms.

"Then let's go?" Qu Er stood up and looked at Shen Muzhi.

Shen Muzhi nodded, then reached out and took two buns from the bun drawer on the table and stuffed them into his arms before following Qu Er out.

When he walked downstairs, Qu Er pointed to a table by the window in the lobby and whispered beside him, "The one in black is Zhu Guangzhen." The one next to him was his bodyguard. ”

Shen Muzhi's gaze then swept over Zhu Guangzhen's face, with a long face and short beard, and narrow eyes, which looked shrewd at first glance. And the guard next to him, because he happened to be facing away from Shen Muzhi and them, couldn't see his appearance clearly. There was a narrow knife resting on the guard's right hand, but with just a narrow knife, it was impossible to see how the guard's knife technique was.

Shen Muzhi didn't dare to look at it more, so as not to attract the attention of the guard, and quickly followed Qu Er out of the Guandong Building. When he went out, Zhu Guangzhen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly turned his head to look at the door, probably seeing Qu Er, and frowned.

Seeing his expression change, the guard next to him also turned his head to look at the door, which was already empty.

"What's wrong?" When the guard turned around, he saw Zhu Guangzhen's pensive look on his face and asked.

Zhu Guangzhen came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, maybe it's just dazzling!" As he spoke, the topic changed and asked the guard: "Is the news clear?"

The guard nodded: "I have already inquired clearly." At the latest, tonight, Wang Qin will lead people to pass by. ”

"All the things you prepared have been prepared, right?" Zhu Guangzhen asked again.

The guard nodded.

Zhu Guangzhen nodded with satisfaction, and then, after reaching out and picking up the cup of tea in front of him and drinking it all, he suddenly got up: "Go, go to the old mansion!"

The guard then stood up.

After the two walked out of the Kanto Building one after another, they walked slowly to the west along the long street that was still quite lively.

The old house of the Zhu family is in the northwest corner of Qinghe Town.

A ring of tall white walls separates it from the rest of the surrounding buildings. Inside the white walls, there is a simple small courtyard and three bungalows of blue brick and black tiles.

The Zhu family was not a big family in Qinghe Town before, and these three large tiled houses were built by him after he became the county magistrate of Liyang County.

The real old house is actually just two mud houses, and when it rains heavily in summer, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly inside. Zhu Guangzhen still deeply remembers the lingering musty smell in the house in the spring and summer when he was a child.

Because the house is always leaking, the things in the house are wet with rain all year round, so there is nothing that is not moldy.

Fortunately, this kind of day finally doesn't have to be lived.

Moreover, if this plan is successful, then what awaits him will be a real soaring prosperity.

At the door of the old mansion, Zhu Guangzhen looked up at the door plaque above. The word Zhu Zhai is now covered with a thick layer of ash.

He narrowed his eyes, stepped up the steps, and reached out to push open the closed wooden door. The wind poured through the door, rolling up a few fallen leaves.

Zhu Guangzhen looked at the fallen leaves in the yard and frowned slightly.

The guards probably noticed Zhu Guangzhen's displeasure and whispered, "I'll find someone to clean up here." ”

Zhu Guangzhen stopped him: "No, it's good like this." With that, he strode straight towards the three tiled houses not far away.

The guards followed.

Zhu Guangzhen pushed open the door of the middle room and walked in. The guards behind him were about to follow up, only to hear Zhu Guangzhen's somewhat cold voice from the house: "You are waiting outside." ”

The guard immediately stopped, turned around and walked into the courtyard to wait.

In the dimly lit room, except for a set of tables and chairs, there was only one offering table in the middle. On the table, there is a tablet. In front of the tablet, there is an incense burner, half-lit candles, and some somewhat shriveled offerings. However, looking at the appearance of the offerings, it doesn't look like they have been put for a long time, at most they have been put for four or five days. It seems that in this house, someone should come to clean it every once in a while on weekdays.

Zhu Guangzhen took the fire fold from the incense burner, lit the candle, took three more incense sticks, lit the fire from the candle, blew it twice, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Then, look up at the tablet.

There are four words written on the tablet: wife Zhu Lingshi.

After staring at this tablet for a long time, Zhu Guangzhen suddenly stretched out his hand, took the tablet from the table, carefully wiped off the little dust on it with his sleeve, and then gently stroked the four words on it with his fingers, and muttered softly: "Xue'er, I'm about to succeed." The news came out in the palace two days ago that His Majesty is about to die now, He Yuan is just an illegitimate child, even if there is His Majesty's holy decree, it is still difficult to get on the throne. However, what I have in my hand can help him sit on the throne smoothly! It's just that it's not easy for me to have direct contact with He Yuan now. But tonight, Wang Qin, under He Yuan, will pass through Qinghe Town......"

He Yuan?

The general of the Yuan army stationed in Qishi Valley seems to be called He Yuan, right?

Could it be him?

Is he the illegitimate son of Emperor Dayuan?

Also, He Yuan's subordinate Wang Qin will pass by here tonight?

In the darkness on the roof beam, someone's heart suddenly moved.

Outside, the guard held a narrow knife and looked up at the large tree in the corner of the courtyard that had lost its leaves. Between the staggered branches, a sparrow crouched on the bare branches, seemingly moving back and forth with some uneasiness.

He looked at the sparrow, a little distracted. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

The guard frowned, and out of curiosity, walked to the door.

Outside the door, an old man with gray hair was being grabbed by the arm of a middle-aged woman, spitting and scolding. The stubby fingers were almost pointing to the old man's face.

The old man opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't utter a word that took shape.

The wizened hands tugged at the woman's arms with all their might, but they couldn't break free.

The woman shouted, "The old immortal is half cut into the ground, and she is still peeking at people taking a bath! The old immortal thing, the old lady must be poked blind today!"

Seeing this scene, the guard at the door stepped forward, pinched the woman's wrist, and scolded in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

The women were taken aback.

However, after the old man saw the appearance of the guard, he immediately grabbed the sleeve of the guard, and opened his mouth non-stop!

The guard patted the back of his hand, then frowned and said to the woman: "Look at his eyes, what can he peek at you!, okay, stop messing around!"

The crowd dispersed, and the middle-aged woman walked away.

The guard looked at the old man, snorted, and asked, "Why haven't the fallen leaves in the yard been swept away?"

The old man kept gesturing with his hands.