"Tell me to go down and raise my vigilance. He touched the tip www.biquge.info of his nose and looked at the group of people who were far away.

Dusk faded, and night fell.

Walking through the streets at night, the wind blows on your face and feels very comfortable, as if it is still misty with moisture.

This is due to the special geographical location, affected by the warm current of the North Atlantic Ocean and the westerly wind, London has a temperate oceanic climate, with a small temperature difference in the four seasons, cool summers and warm winters, and the air is humid and rainy and foggy.

With the captain's consent, the sailors cheered and plunged into the tavern, where the wine was cheap and inexpensive, but unfortunately there were few dancers who could feast their eyes.

"Why don't we go in and have a couple of drinks?" Santiago tilted his head and stared at the flickering windows.

"No, I want to visit the famous nobles, and communicate with the well-bred English gentlemen, and it is better to know more things than to go to the tavern. Zheng Fei patted him on the shoulder, then turned to look at Brad with a heavy face.

"Brad?" he called but didn't respond, so he followed Brad's gaze and saw a huge wanted notice posted on the wall of the street corner, in the dim light of the oil lamp.

It's a little old over time, but the portrait on it and the name on it are very clear: Brad.

More than a decade later, the wanted notice has changed and changed, but it is still there, etched in the memories of Londoners, because this devil once shrouded the whole city in fear.

"Hey..."Zheng Fei sighed lightly, looking at Brad's melancholy face sympathetically: "If they knew your current situation, they would have torn up the wanted warrant a long time ago, and you are no longer the same person you used to be." ”

"No, if they had known that I was in London, they would have mobilized the whole city to hunt me down, and all the inhabitants would have locked their homes, and the streets would be as deserted as the dead city. ”

Then, there was silence.

Brad hung his head silently: "This is a mistake I once made. ”

"But you're not the same person you used to be, are you? Cheer up, I have something very important for you to do. ”

"Say it. "Brad never gets his emotions in the way.

"Sneak into the palace and help me watch the king in action. ”

"You think there's something wrong with him too?"

"I don't know, but I can't be careless. ”

"Good. Brad replied simply.

Zheng Fei bowed his head, his gaze swept over the street, and when he was about to look at the starry night sky, he was fixed on a black outline in the distance.

From a distance, it stands alone outside the city by the Thames, which is extremely abrupt.

"Brad, where is that?" he called out to Brad, who was about to leave for the palace.

Although he had lived in London for many years before coming to this era and was familiar with many scenic and historical monuments, he did not know 15th-century London.

Hearing this, Brad glanced over there: "It is the White Tower, also known as the Tower of London, which was once used as a royal palace, and since the reign of Richard the Lionheart, it has gradually transformed into a formidable fortress, and has also been used as a prison for the upper class criminals. ”

"Oh~ It turned out to be the Tower of London. Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows.

At night, the black silhouette seems to be calling, making people involuntarily stop and look forward to it, and feel its mysterious calling power with their hearts.

Holding his breath and staring at the distant Tower of London, Zheng Fei opened his mouth and stopped talking. Because he didn't know what to say, or even what he wanted to say, that strong and inexplicable appeal made him unable to figure it out.

The Tower of London, it seems, is hiding something.

He frowned and decided to go there tomorrow.

Now, he was going to pick up a few expensive gifts and visit the famous nobles in the neighborhood.

No old nobleman would refuse a good wine, so he chose a few bottles of fine Italian wine, called a carriage, and asked the coachman to take him and San Diego to Duke Howard's estate.

According to Bullard, Howard, with his noble character and courageous fighting style, was the most popular in London and in England in general, far surpassing the king in this respect.

But it was for this reason that the king did not want such a man to shake his position, so he removed him from his position as a general and made him an old duke who studied and brewed wine at home every day.

Half an hour later, Howard Manor.

The gate was closed, and the fence was made of wood instead of iron, as the Duke's children thought the iron fence had a prison feel and proposed to change it to a wooden one and paint it in their favorite color.

It was a quiet manor, and there were not many guards in it, after all, an old duke of such high moral virtue as Howard rarely had the idea of thieves or robbers touching him.

The castle stands in the middle of the manor, and in the moonlight, it exudes a rich medieval atmosphere, more inviting than the scent of roses in the air.

Zheng Fei smiled happily and raised his hand to knock on the big iron door.

Hearing the commotion below, the guard on the watchtower poked his head out to look at it, said something wait, and then picked up his weapon and slid down the long rope.

After landing, he burped and was just enjoying fried peas and wine with friends.

"Guest, do you need any help?" the people brought out by Duke Howard seemed to be quite polite.

"I'm here to visit Duke Howard. As he spoke, Zheng Fei took out a few silver coins from his arms and handed them to him.

The guard turned his head to look around, and when he saw that there were no colleagues nearby, he hurriedly took it and stuffed it into his pocket, squeezing out a smile: "Okay, I'll go and report it." ”

He snapped his fingers and trotted straight to the castle.

Five minutes later, Zheng Fei walked into the gate of the castle and stood in the empty hall, looking around.

The old duke is very tasteful, the hall is simply but nobly, and a few pots of roses make it look even more elegant.

Howard leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs, with an open book on his lap, a glass of red wine in his left hand and his right hand against his glasses, staring out the window at the night sky.

"Here comes the guests, Lord Howard. The guard whispered.

"Welcome. Howard said politely, took his eyes back from the window, looked at Zheng Fei carefully, and did not get up, because strangers who came to visit him often asked him to do errands.

He furrowed his brows suspiciously: "You don't look like an Englishman, but a bit like a person from West and Central Asia." ”

"Yes. Zheng Fei smiled, took a few steps forward and put the wine on the table: "Pure Italian wine, don't you want to taste it?"

"Don't do it yet, you tell me about your business first, and if I can't help, you have to take this wine back. Howard numbled and closed the book. (To be continued.) )