At the same time. Origi country Kyoto Crepe Flat. Zhu Mansion. Korean Hospital.

The same cloudless sunny day. The same scenery of grass and warblers flying, birds singing and flowers, the difference is that there is no biting cold wind here, only the scenery of spring is infinite.

In the study room of the Korean Academy, the light is a little dim because the windows are not opened, but some dust and microorganisms floating in the air can be clearly seen.

Because he was still in the period of filial piety, Zhu Zimo only wore a light plain clothes on weekdays, but today he wore a light blue Confucian shirt, and the three thousand green silk was neatly tied behind his head with only a black hosta. Although the clothes are simple, they can't hide Zhu Zimo's luxurious temperament that comes out of his bones.

However, even if it is just plain clothes, with the current financial resources of Zhu Mansion, Zhu Zimo's current status in Zhu Mansion, the clothing must be a high-quality silk material, which undoubtedly enhances Zhu Zimo's luxurious temperament.

At this moment, Zhu Zimo, who had just had lunch, was sitting on the chair behind the bookcase with his back against the back of the chair, his handsome face slightly raised, his eyes slightly squinting and looking ahead, looking at everything in a daze. His left hand rested on his left leg, his right hand rested on the bookcase, and his right index finger was still tapping the surface of the bookcase for a while, making an irregular tapping sound.

Because of these actions, Zhu Zimo's whole person looked a little lazy and a little uninhibited.

Following Zhu Zimo's line of sight to the middle of the study, he saw a man in black kneeling quietly on the gray-brown wooden ground.

The man in black knelt on one knee, his right hand rested on his bent right knee, and his left hand was propped up on his kneeling left knee.

Because Xuanwu is a woman, all of Xuanwu's subordinates are all women, and Zhu Zimo's subordinates are only responsible for collecting intelligence.

After being silent for a long time, I only heard Zhu Zimo ask in a low voice, "Are things done clean?"

"Back to the master, it was the leader of the butterflies who personally took people to do it. The man in black replied, his words respectful, but his voice was cold and cold.

"Xuanwu has always done things decisively and neatly, and since Xuanwu did it himself, it must have left no traces. Zhu Zimo nodded, said indifferently, and said again: "Go on." ”

Hearing this, the man in black immediately reported to Zhu Zimo in detail, and his voice was still so cold that people wanted to shiver: "Back to the master, this morning my subordinates received a message from the leader of the cangdie, the news said that Liang Lanyue, the ninth princess of Liangyoutian, the emperor of Liangguo, was stabbed to death on the border of Dazhang on the way to marry three days ago, and none of the guards and palace maids who accompanied the marriage were spared. ”

Hearing the man in black say that "none of the guards and palace maids who accompanied the marriage were spared", Zhu Zimo paused the index finger of his right hand on the desk of the bookcase, and then nodded again, but his eyes, which were already cold and emotionless, were even colder as ice at the moment.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and after a long time, I could only hear Zhu Zimo ask the man in black in a cold voice: "Don't leave a living mouth, who gave the order?"

Zhu Zimo didn't remember that he had ordered to kill all the people who accompanied him to give the marriage, Zhu Zimo clearly remembered that he only ordered his subordinates to kill Liangyou, the emperor of Liangguo, and the ninth princess, Liang Lanyue. Moreover, God has the virtue of a good life, even if it is not for himself, just for Liu Ruyun under Jiuquan, Zhu Zimo will not make up murder now.

"Back to the master, it was ordered by the leader of the butterfly himself, and the person was also solved by the person brought by the leader of the butterfly himself. The leader of the butterflies said, cutting the grass will eradicate the roots!" The man in black was not moved by Zhu Zimo's cold words at all, and still replied coldly.

closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the coldness in Zhu Zimo's eyes had all dissipated, leaving only clarity and indifference. That's it...... Since the person is dead, Zhu Zimo still doesn't want to embarrass his subordinates for a group of dead people, and he is still Xuanwu, one of his most trusted and powerful subordinates.

Seeing that Zhu Zimo didn't mean to speak again, the man in black continued his previous report in a cold voice: "The next day, that is, two days ago, Liangyoutian, the emperor of Liangguo, was furious when he learned about this in the early court, vomited blood angrily, and fainted on the court of Liangguo. However, then there was a letter of the state of Dazhang sent to the court of Liangguo, the letter of state said that although Lianglanyue was dead, but the emperor of Dazhang Guo Chen Luo still insisted that the prince of Dazhang Guo Chen Haoxian and Lianglanyue complete the 'dark marriage' according to the marriage date, and issued an order to posthumously seal Lianglanyue as the prince of Dazhang State Ping Concubine, so that Lianglanyue's status is comparable to her sister Lianglanmei who is the princess of Dazhangguo. Chen Luo's move seemed to calm Liangyoutian's anger a lot, and even though he retracted his previous words about wanting to cut off contact with Dazhang Guo. And Liang Youtian's remarks were all said in his dormitory, except for a few people around him who served closely, there was no one who knew much. ”

After listening to the report of the man in black, Zhu Zimo nodded, and his voice was very cold: "Got it." After a pause, Zhu Zimo said again: "What you asked you to investigate two days ago, has there been a result?"

Two days ago in the afternoon, the weather was fine, the sun at the end of March was still very warm, unknown insects were chirping in the trees around the courtyard, and a few swallows were gliding diagonally through the air, not knowing which house they would land under the eaves of the house in the end.

At that time, Zhu Zimo, who was dressed in a white robe, was sitting on the stone bench next to the stone table in the Mochizuki Pavilion in the courtyard of the Han Courtyard in his house, drinking snow salt tea as a tribute, while playing against himself.

Just as Zhu Zimo was playing against himself to a fierce place, suddenly a gray pigeon fluttered its wings and flew into the Moon Pavilion, which happened to land on the chessboard that Zhu Zimo was about to play halfway through, disrupting a good game of chess.

At that time, although he was disturbed to play against himself, Zhu Zimo was still very rational and did not bother with a pigeon. If it was Mu Ziru, that pigeon would definitely be caught by Mu Ziru mercilessly and stewed in soup!

I saw Zhu Zimo very indifferently put the white child in his hand back into the chess box in his hand, and then, Zhu Zimo grabbed the carrier pigeon that disrupted his chess game, took off the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's legs, and poured out a note from the bamboo tube and unfolded it in front of him, but the note was blank and there was nothing.

Seeing this, Zhu Zimo pursed his lips and smiled, Shi Shiran got up from the stone bench and walked outside the Moon Pavilion, raised his hand to release the carrier pigeon, and returned to his study in the Han Academy with the blank note.

Closing the door, Zhu Zimo walked slowly to the side of the bookcase, did not bypass the bookcase and sat down after the bookcase, only stood in front of the bookcase, put the note in his hand on the bookcase, and then picked up the water in the left corner of the bookcase and added some water to the inkstone, then put down the washing and picked up the ink strip and grinded it into ink.

After the ink is polished, you only need to glance at it casually to find that the ink that Zhu Zimo grinds today is much thinner than the ink he usually uses for writing.

I saw Zhu Zimo flatten the blank paper with a paperweight, then took off a high-grade sheep's hair pen on the pen holder, and after getting enough ink, he carefully applied the ink to the blank paper. In a short time, the originally white paper was covered with a faint ink. (P.S. There are three kinds of brushes used for general writing: sheep's hair, wolf's hair, and both.) The former is characterized by softness and good water absorption, while the middle is hard and has poor water absorption, and the latter is moderate. Like the wolf hao mainly writes regular script, seal script, etc., sheep hair, and the line of grass is written more, and the seal script can also be written. ）

In fact, the ink cannot be said to be stained on the entire paper, because there are some places on that paper that cannot be stained with ink at all! And those places that are not stained with ink are the contents of what is written on this paper! In the blank space, there are only four simple words: check the saint, plus a cursive "I" character.

It is estimated that everyone has guessed that this note that was so tossed by Zhu Zimo was the note written by Lin Zhiwu at the house of Wen Xin, the master of the Wentang under Baihu, in the early morning of that day.

The people next to him would definitely feel foggy when they saw this note, and they couldn't understand it for half a minute, but Zhu Zimo understood what Lin Zhiwu meant.

The camera turns back to the present, and the location is still in the study of the Korean Academy.

Although when he received the note two days ago, Zhu Zimo didn't understand Lin Zhiwu's intention to ask him to do that, but Zhu Zimo was still one of the shadows of the Shadow Regiment that Xuanwu had stayed in Kyoto Creping, Daliang Kingdom, that is, the black-clothed man kneeling in front of Zhu Zimo in front of her, and asked her to thoroughly check the details of the person written on the note sent by Lin Zhiwu as quickly as possible.

Lowering his head slightly, the man in black clearly reported word by word: "Back to the master, my subordinates have found out the identity and origin of the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld, and from this, they have found out some things that the world does not know. ”

The meaning of the note written by Lin Zhiwu is to ask Zhu Zimo to thoroughly investigate the identity and origin of the Holy Maiden Hanxing of the Netherworld.

Nodding his head invisibly, Zhu Zimo said lightly: "Say." ”

"Yes!" the man in black respectfully agreed, and then went through the situation she had worked so hard to investigate for the past two days.

After a long time, after listening to the report, Zhu Zimo said lightly: "Your investigation is very detailed, it's really hard for you." ”

Hearing this, the man in black immediately said in fear: "It is natural for the master to do things, and his subordinates dare not say anything!"

This kind of frightened and respectful posture has been seen too much, so much so that whenever Zhu Zimo sees his subordinates showing this posture now, he doesn't feel much, and he only hears Zhu Zimo continue to say lightly: "From now on, you have to pay more attention to the movements of the Netherworld, and report them one by one, no matter how big or small." Then, I saw Zhu Zimo raise his right hand, which had been pointing at the bookcase, and waved it casually: "Go down!"

"Yes, master!" the man in black respectfully agreed, and the next moment, the figure of the man in black was no longer visible in the huge study. (To be continued.) )