There was such an accident, and the shock in the hearts of the onlookers can be imagined.

After Wang 13 left, how could the group of sons and brothers led by Chen Ergongzi still stay, Chen Ergongzi instructed the steward around him to let the guests go to the flower hall, and he hurriedly went to his father and eldest brother to report what had just happened.

As soon as the two directors saw that the second son was gone, they simply announced that today's competition would end here and continue early tomorrow morning.

They also wanted to take a break and see if there would be any other orders from above, after all, Han Yang often guarded Lord Chen, and his status in the mansion was extraordinary.

The doormen were not dispersed for a while, and they urgently needed to get together and discuss.

Seeing this, Xuan Tongfang called Leng Xingsheng, and invited two doormen who usually have a good relationship, saying that he would be the host, and the four of them went out for a drink together.

The place to treat the guests was set at the porridge shop at Zhuangyuan Bridge.

That shop also sells wine and dishes, the location is good, the things are not cheap, it is a little famous in Jiatong, and the other two heard that Xuan Tongfang was going to treat them there and happily went, one of them remembered that Xuan Tongfang and they were usually four people together, and asked, "What about Brother Wei and Brother Que?" ”

Xuan Tongfang coped: "They have other things. ”

As mentioned earlier, the porridge shop and the bookstore are very close.

The two shops are across the street, and the distance between them is only a few feet away, and if there is any movement at the door over there, the porridge shop can hear it clearly.

Today's bookstore business is very deserted, and at about nowhere in the afternoon, Tong Baishuang, dressed as an old woman, helped Wen Sheng out of the inner room and went to the front counter.

The shopkeeper quickly gave up a seat, and asked the man to bring a table of suitable height.

Wen Sheng laid out the drawing paper on the table. Put the pen on the table, Tong Baishuang sat aside to help her study ink.

Wen Sheng had already talked to Tong Baishuang in the morning, and then they had to face Tong Baishuang's great enemy, Wu Feng. She hoped that Tong Baishuang could bear with it, everyone was in the same boat, and they always had to ensure that the boat did not sink, and then talk about other things.

Tong Baishuang was very simple: "I understand, don't worry, I've been waiting for more than ten years, is it still a moment and a half." He hurt me so badly, if Young Master Lu slaughtered him with a knife, he would be cheap, and wait for you to cure the disease. The next step must be to deal with the Wu family, right? ”

Wen Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I have to take one step at a time, and then see the situation." ”

The Nan Chong army has already occupied the entire Jiangbei, look at the movements of the Nan Chong court and Lin Shinan. He still refuses to give up. wants to take advantage of the civil strife in Daliang and fight all the way to Fengjing, as long as Li Chengyun and Ji Nantang become stronger, sooner or later they will have to confront Nan Chongjun, from this point of view, she and Wang Shisan should deal with Lin Shinan the most.

Tong Baishuang wanted to ask them to clean up the Wu family, and Xuan Tongfang asked Wang Shisan to kill Jiang Xianyan, although they got together temporarily. It's hard to think about working together.

Not to mention that Wen Sheng's spirit was not good during this time, but he was completely cured. If you want to do something, here Jiatong and Wang 13 are also lonely.

So she didn't dare to rashly accept the white frost.

At this moment, there are no guests in the bookstore, Wen Sheng sits here and waits for the rabbit, waiting for Wu Feng to send him to the door.

The two women lingered in the shop, and even the relatives and friends of the owner of the shop seemed a little strange.

Nan Chong's literary style is very prosperous, in the past two years by the influence of Emperor Liang Xi and Chen Guifei, the government and the opposition indirectly connected a few talented women who can write and be good at painting, whether it is a dignitary or a peddler in Jiatong City, it has become strange for women to dance and ink, Wen Sheng plans to stay in the bookstore on the grounds of painting.

Tong Baishuang was curious about what Wen Sheng wanted to paint, but not only her, but also the shopkeeper and a few guys also craned their necks to look.

In fact, Wen Sheng didn't dare to be distracted, and his mind was not on painting, he just wanted to draw a few simple strokes to cover up.

When she followed her thirteenth uncle Gu Junyan to learn painting all over the mountains and rivers, she never imagined that she would have today.

Wen Sheng's hand holding the pen was a little shaky, and he came up and left a diagonal line and a few small black dots on the drawing paper, looking like he was going to draw a picture of a chicken eating rice, Tong Baishuang couldn't bear to look at it, and wanted to ask her if she wanted to change the paper and start again.

But Wen Sheng touched his cheek with his left hand and quickly drew it.

She paints green mountains and pine forests, and those crooked ink marks have turned into branches like ancient pine coiling dragons, and those small ink spots become oblique wind and drizzle.

She painted Qingni Mountain, and after a long time, the place where she and her master Wang Xi lived in the past is unharmed.

Halfway through the painting, Wen Sheng was really tired, so he put down his pen and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

The bookstore was quiet, she thought, if she could attract Yan Bai's attention, cast his eyes, and take the initiative to heal herself, it would naturally be better than turning her face and coercing and seducing, but they didn't know what kind of person Yan Bai was, what kind of temper she had, and what kind of preferences she had.

Is he humble or arrogant? Is it good or evil?

He is the official of Nan Chong, is his heart to the Liang family, or is he the head of the etheric master Wu Deshui and horses?

Wen Sheng thought about it and decided to give it a try. She barely lifted her breath, picked up a stick, dipped it in ink, and wrote in the blank space on the upper right side of the painting: "Yanluo hugs the bamboo pass, and the outside of the thing seeks peace." The sound of the pillow creek is near, and the eaves are cold. The seedlings should be picked by themselves, and who will play the piano tune? After the name is floated, the crown will be hung according to the king. ”

She really doesn't have the energy to compose her own poems now, this one is the poet Li Zhong in the previous life's "The Hermit of Jilu Villa", if Yan Bai is a person with a heart and lofty interests, maybe it will be touched.

After writing the last word, Wen Sheng put down his pen, and the remaining half of the painting waited for Yan Bai to arrive.

There is a two-story small attic more than ten zhang away from the bookstore.

At this time, on the top of its eaves, a man sat on the Great Thorn.

This person was wearing a black power suit, covered with a black scarf, only a pair of eyes were exposed, his black and thick hair was all tied back, his belt and knife were placed beside him, and on a cold day, the front placket was wide open, and his body was blowing in the wind.

This is none other than Wang Thirteen.

The front placket was open, not sick, not too hot to bear, and the wound on his left shoulder had not been treated.

The wound had already been bandaged, but blood still kept oozing out, and Wang Shisan gritted his teeth and wrapped it around the wound with a strip of cloth. Afraid that others would see that something was wrong, he also made a few symmetrical strangles on his right shoulder.

When you're done, put on your coat. Fastening his belt, Wang 13 moved his arms, and finally had a few more restraints, which were not as flexible as usual.

But at first glance, it looks like the shoulders are wide and the back is thick, and even the body shape has changed a lot.

Wang 13 took the knife in his hand and took a picture of the blade, but he didn't see anything wrong. Grabbed a handful of snow from the ridge and pressed it to his temple.

Instant soberness.

It's really cool, much cooler than Gu Wensheng's hands.

That little doesn't know what she's doing right now. Although there are only a few shops and a small alley, I can't see her.

What's for lunch? He wasn't with her, and he didn't know if she was taking care of herself.

At this time, the person surnamed Wu is also about to get off the office, don't worry. Soon the sedan chair came. He can stab the surnamed Wu into a serious injury and lead out Yan Bai.

Wang 13 sat on a high place, blowing the cold wind and thinking wildly: "These days can be tossed bitter Lao Tzu, when she is all cured, I have to think about how to get back to the roots, if it is to ask for marriage, the little lady I don't know if she will agree...... I'm afraid that it's enough to choke, maybe my temper will come up. He will also point the piano at Lao Tzu, 'Wang Thirteen.' You have to keep a distance of more than ten zhang from me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude', hehehe, when the time comes, Lao Tzu doesn't care about that, give her a vicious tiger to eat, kiss it first. ”

He was so hot that he simply pulled down the black cloth, grabbed the snow again, buried his face in it, and rubbed it well.

At this time, there was a shouting sound from the street in the distance, it was the doorman of Wu's mansion asking pedestrians to give way, and Wu Feng's sedan chair came.

Wang Shisan's spirits were greatly lifted, and he quickly covered the black cloth, held the steel knife, and stared at him.

Jumping directly from a high place, the target was too big, Wang Thirteen Cat followed a few feet away from the waist condescendingly, seeing that there was no one in the alley, he flew down and stood against the corner of the wall to hide.

Wu Feng and his entourage, in addition to the target sitting in the sedan chair, the other ten entourages who were riding horses or walking were all martial arts practitioners, especially the four sedan chair men, and their perennial cooperation made them have a high tacit understanding.

Although Wang 13 couldn't see it, he could easily feel their rhythm.

At the same pace, the sedan chair trembles and comes over!

The first four doormen rode by, not noticing that there was a person hiding in the dark of the alley.

Wang 13 jumped out!

The nearest doorman only felt the wind behind him, secretly shouted "not good", and immediately turned around, and before he could take the weapon, the whip was swung out first!

The two palanquin men in front of them suddenly saw a black shadow rushing towards them with a sharp wind, and they reacted quickly, and one shouted: "There are assassins!" The other said, "Protect your lordship!" ”

But no matter how fast they are, they can't be faster than Wang Thirteen, who has been planning for a long time.

The doorman's whip was directly emptied, and the moment the two sedan chairmen opened their mouths, Wang 13 had already slashed down with a knife, like a lightning bolt across the air, hitting the sedan body!

The four who carried the sedan chair were also worthy of being good hands, there was no dumbfoundedness at this pass, and they did not abandon the sedan chair and fled, the four of them walked in unison, and slammed towards the side of the road.

At this moment, Wang Thirteen was deflected, and the knife slashed diagonally into the sedan chair.

Don't look at Wang Shisan's appearance, the first knife is terrifying, but he has a number in his hand, he can't split Wu Feng alive, if Wu Feng dies, the Wu family can directly collect the body, no matter how much Yan Bai is a medical saint, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life.

So feeling that the knife was empty, Wang Shisan not only did not panic, but felt that it was just what he wanted.

The knife split the sedan chair in two diagonally, revealing the panicked Fu Yin Wufeng in the sedan chair.

Wu Feng is around forty years old, with a thin face and a good birth, this is the return of the lower ya, he has changed into civilian clothes, wearing a round-necked robe with ochre scattered brocade, and he is dressed very decently.

was suddenly assassinated, although he dodged Wang Shisan's knife, his hat was crooked, his seat was also tilted, he lost his balance, and he couldn't help but throw himself towards the outside of the sedan chair.

A sedan chair driver next to him threw the sedan pole and caught him.

Wang 13 did not stagnate, destroyed the sedan chair, and then stabbed at Wu Feng with a stab.

There was a sudden scene of this desperate fight on the street, and it was the dignified Yin who was assassinated, and the people near and far paused before they suddenly let out a frightened cry, and then scattered and fled, for fear that they would escape slowly and be affected by the pond fish.

Xuan Tongfang, who had been waiting in the porridge shop next to him for a long time, stood up suddenly, he had deliberately picked a position by the window before, and now he looked out the window.

The other two doormen who came to eat and drink didn't know what was going on, so they crowded next to him and asked repeatedly, "What's the matter, what's the matter?" ”

At this time, Wang 13 was in the most dangerous moment of this assassination, although the first knife destroyed the sedan chair, but Wu Feng fled, those first-class guests in Wu Mansion were not vegetarians, and they rushed up when they landed, and the sound of weapons out of the sheath was endless, Wang 13 fell into a heavy siege, and there was a quick response, and the move had arrived!

Wang Shisan only felt that the wind was rushing behind him, this body method, he had only been taught by Han Yang today, no need to ask, the one who shot must be the "Gui Hook" Dai Xiang.

Because he had already done his homework in advance, he really didn't take Dai Xiang's threat in his eyes, squatting on the half-tattered sedan chair, and jumping forward like a tiger and a leopard!

Several sedan chair men are escorting Wu Feng to retreat, and he can't be asked to leave himself behind!

Wang 13 rushed forward, and Dai Xiang followed closely behind, and at some point there was a pair of short hooks in his hand, towards the back of Wang 13's neck.

The two sides were only separated by a few feet, Wang 13 didn't realize it, jumped off the sedan chair and kicked the sedan chair body out at the same time, blocking the other two attackers, and grabbed a sedan chair man casually.

Although that person bent over as a sedan chair man, it depends on who carries the sedan chair, once he leaves the Wu Mansion and puts it on the rivers and lakes, he is also a good hand, but against Wang Thirteen, he has no power to parry, and he only feels that he is driven by a strong force, and he hits Dai Xiang directly.

Six first-class doormen blocked three, one opened the way in front, too far away, too late to rush back, and the other two made a sword and a sword, sword light and sword shadow, from the left and right.

Wu Feng was supported by two palanquin men, staggering two steps and standing firmly on the side of the road.

The Assassin who suddenly pounced on him was surrounded by his men and would soon be taken down......

With this thought, the black-clothed assassins in the crowd ignored the blades stabbed left and right, and leaped into the air, stabbing him almost simultaneously with one sword and another.

What was horrible was that the sword stabbed the man in the left waist and right ribs, and only cut two large gaps in his clothes, but no blood came out.

When Dai Xiang saw this scene, he was shocked and said: "Lu Hongda! ”

The name Lu Hongda was really thunderous to the people of Nanchong Wulin, and the people who besieged Wang Thirteen were all in unison.

Wang 13 took the opportunity to raise his hand.

It was too fast, and the people in front of Wu Feng didn't have time to react, but when they saw the cold light flashing, the knife path sank into Wu Feng's chest, and I don't know how deep it penetrated this time, Wu Feng looked down, rolled his eyes, and fell backwards.

Wang Thirteen's purpose was achieved, his clothes were disheveled and his weapons were lost, and he was not in love with war, so he flew up to the eaves next to him, and a few ups and downs disappeared.

The guests of the Wu family were like the sky had fallen, and they gathered in front of Wu Feng, hurrying to rescue him.

Xuan Tongfang retracted his head in front of the window of the porridge shop, and said to the others at the same table: "It seems to be Wu Fuyin, go see if you can help." (To be continued......)

PS: It's a bit urgent, draft, I'll change it again.