- The carriage of the Yan Family Association passed steadily through the special road approved by Emperor Nanzhao, and then slowly crossed the straight road in Xicheng, and finally stopped at a triangular intersection about 20 zhang away from the Yunjian Inn. じWWW.じ

One of them asked softly, and then there was a faint voice in the car, and then there was a coughing sound like a dilapidated bellows being pushed and pulled.

The questioning guard hesitated for a moment, then put his head close to the side window of the carriage, and was about to speak, when his figure suddenly froze, and then he fell headlong into the window, like a wilted cabbage hanging on a rope.

"Ahh

"It's ......"

The other four guards and the groom who were driving the carriage had just noticed the anomaly, and only two of them had time to speak briefly, and in an instant, five copper coins pierced through the curtains and penetrated the heads of the five guards.

The four guards, who had been standing upright, shook slightly, and they were about to fall softly. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rolled out from the bottom of the car, and at the same time, a large ring of hemp rope was swung and looped around the four guards like a lasso. The rope loops were tied to a looper, and with a strong pull, they tightened immediately, tying the four dead guards together. The four corpses were placed together like a bundle of firewood placed vertically, standing crookedly and not falling.

The black shadow walked around the four corpses, collecting the blades in their hands, lest the noise from slamming into the ground would be too big and cause trouble.

Of course, this shadow is not a ghost, but this person is dressed in black, and his dexterity makes his phantom have a strange temperament in the night.

This man in black was Sun Jin, who held the four sabers he had collected from the guards in one hand and lifted the curtain with the other. Two young people jumped out of the car, both dressed in black. Wu Qinan was still accustomed to lowering his eyebrows slightly to hide the natural discoloration in his pupils. Ling Li's face was paler than before he got into the car. But the breath is fairly even, and the spirit seems to be better.

"The car is more tired than the car, I'm in a hurry!" Wu Qinan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart was actually not as relaxed as it was on the surface. Just now at the inspection of the city gate of Guò. As long as there is the slightest negligence, no matter how perfect the assassination methods are, the three of them are not the opponents of more than a thousand city guards, and they will be cut into pulp in an instant.

Wu Qinan's words seemed to be casual, but they attracted the attention of the people around him. Ling Li turned his face sideways, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Xiao Wu, I have already arrived in the city, if you have an urgent mission, let's go first!"

Wu Qinan was slightly stunned. Then he straightened his face and said seriously: "I just said casually, don't think too much, I have other tasks on me, and I won't hide this from you." But it's more than enough to spare three hours to help you make this trip. ”

Sun Jin on the side took over the conversation at the right time and said, "I'm similar to Xiaowu, so you don't have to worry about time, bring people out first, and the rest of the things will be discussed in the long run." It's not too early, and the fake token shouldn't be able to stop it for long. The delay in the return of these city guards will also attract suspicious soldiers. Go quickly, and I will get this thing done, and I will go and meet you. ”

Ling Li hesitated slightly, then nodded and said, "This time I have worked, I owe you once."

"That's for later." Sun Jin patted Ling Li's shoulder. It's like encouragement, it's like urging, "Go ahead." ”

Wu Qinan had already taken out two black umbrellas from under the floor of the carriage, threw them to Ling Li, and nodded at Sun Jin. Then he disappeared into the streets of the night with Ling Li.

Seeing the two companions leave, Sun Jin immediately set about the aftermath. He threw the six bodies back into the car and wrapped them tightly in the bedding. The floor of the car has been covered with an oilcloth to keep out the blood from spilling from the corpse. After carrying the corpse, he didn't dare to take a break, immediately changed into a set of coachman clothes prepared in advance, and finally took out more than a dozen jars of old wine from the car, quickly slapped the mud, lifted the jar and splashed it on the ground.

Pouring wine is to dilute the blood on the ground and mask the smell of blood with the smell of alcohol. Although the method of filling the sand is a perfect way to cover up the bloodstains, it is quite time-consuming, and it is impossible to complete the task in a short time with only one hand. Although this method of pouring wine is fast, but after dawn, I am afraid that it will be invalid, there is no rain tonight, only a dozen jars of wine, at most it can only play a diluting role.

However, Sun Jin believed that with the concerted efforts of the three of them, it would not be difficult to take away a weak woman from Kyoto within two hours, as long as it did not alarm the official forces.

In the end, he left half a jar of wine, poured some on himself, covered up the slight fishy smell on his body when he moved the corpse just now, and poured a few sips into his throat.

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After saying goodbye to Sun Jin, in less than a moment, Ling Li and Wu Qinan came to the side courtyard of the Song Mansion together.

No house will open on the side, and Song House is no exception. The two people standing in the side courtyard were distinguishing whether it was from the main gate or the foreign gate, Wu Qinan suddenly said "Huh", and then said softly: "Xiao Ling, your intuition is always so clear, the smell in this house is wrong, someone has already moved."

"I just don't know if the Lord is still there." Ling Li groaned and spoke, "That woman has already returned to the inner city yesterday evening, if she does it, it should not be delayed until this time There is no result." Compared with the tasks given by the sect in the past, this goal is too complex and changeable, and I don't know if there will be another change in this house. ”

Wu Qinan pondered silently for a moment, and said softly, "How are you going to get in?"

Ling Li took a deep breath, and his voice gradually sank: "I'll go in directly from the main entrance." Xiao Wu, you are in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move. ”

Wu Qinan immediately expressed puzzlement: "It's too dangerous to do this."

Ling Li calmly explained: "The Song Mansion is not only big, but also has hidden mysteries, the sect has already investigated this, if it wasn't for an accident three years ago, the Song Mansion should have been an official residence, similar to the kind of guard of the Commander's Mansion." In this regard, I also went in a few days ago to investigate, and if I sneaked in, I might encounter more obstacles than if I went in directly. And if I'm in the light and you're in the dark, and I'm guiding each other, if the fake identity can get through the first obstacle and find the target directly, it will be much easier to bring her out later. ”

Wu Qinan was slightly surprised: "This house is so powerful?"

"According to the secret report, this house was personally painted by the man surnamed Lin, and it is sixty percent similar to the Commander's Mansion." Ling Li picked the corners of his lips without leaving a trace, and said slowly: "There are many doubts about this mission. If it weren't for the order of the sect master's envoy, I'm afraid I would have given up the mission a long time ago and went back to the sect to inquire directly. ”

"The one who built the walls?" Wu Qinan hissed and gasped, and nodded when he saw Ling Li. He looked at the Song Mansion again, and a trace of fear couldn't help but appear in his eyes, and he said softly: "Hearing you say this, I'm a little scared."

"What are you kidding?" Ling Li knew that Wu Qinan's fear was just his usual style of acting, and whenever there was a big event, he would always pinch some light topics as a buffer for the pre-incident situation, which did not mean that he was really afraid. Despite this, Ling Li casually punched Wu Qinan in the shoulder, and chuckled: "Even if I ask you to break into the palace and fish for people now." You don't have to be afraid. ”

"Hey, it looks like this joke is a bit old. Still, you know I'm going to do my best to help you. As Wu Qinan spoke, his expression gradually became serious. He pulled a token from his sleeve and placed it in the palm of his sharp hand. Then he took his thumb and pressed it to a spot on the token. After doing this, he added: "I have only carved a sixth-point image in the carriage because of the limited time I had just now. It's certainly not going to be mixed up during the day, but at night, it's probably feasible for you to hold on to the uncarved position. ”

The words paused. Wu Qinan sighed lightly again and said: "If I hadn't mixed up, I can't blame my lack of craftsmanship, only that they are destined to be blessed, and they can't live for half an hour."

Ling Li noticed that when Wu Qinan handed over the token, there were multiple blood marks on the fingers of that hand. It was too late to bandage, apparently because he was in a hurry to carve the seal in the carriage just now, and the carving knife was missed. His heart moved, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face, you must know that Wu Qinan usually cherishes his hands very much. This is the part of the body that the master of the hidden weapon usually has to take care of.

However, at this time, time is pressing, and the main thing should be the main thing, so Ling Li didn't show any words of gratitude, just smiled slightly, and said, "The new joke is not bad."

Wu Qinan pursed the corners of his mouth: "To borrow what Xiao Sun often says, it is really more difficult to get a compliment from you than to kill people directly."

Ling Li moved his lips, but finally didn't say anything more. After eyeing Wu Qinan, he took the first step and walked towards the front gate of the Song Mansion.

Standing at the door, Ling Li turned his face sideways, and finally glanced at Wu Qinan who was hiding in the shadow of the courtyard wall, and then reached out to pat the beast head ring on the door.

Soon, footsteps sounded inside the door, and with sharp ears, I could tell that at least four people had gathered on the back of the door. Ordinary people's houses, how can they need so many people to guard the door in the middle of the night, which is obviously unreasonable. However, Ling Li had already been mentally prepared, knowing that the inside of this house was likely to be the Longtan Tiger's Den, and since he had decided to break in, there was no reason to be afraid.

"In the middle of the night, who knocked on the door outside, and didn't let people rest?" There was a sleepy voice from inside the door, with a rather impatient tone. People sleep most soundly in the early hours of the morning, and even people with strong self-control will feel a little tired when they stay up until this time in the early morning. The burnout and impatience of the concierge are normal.

It was only before the doorman opened his voice that the footsteps of the four people revealed some kind of deliberateness.

"It's just a porter, there's too much nonsense." Ling Li spat out two words extremely concisely, and then kicked towards the door.

The Song Mansion is different from ordinary houses, and the actual construction materials are unusually strong, but the paint color of the exterior is ordinary, giving people a visual experience of an ordinary house. Ling Li had already gone in to investigate a few days ago, and with the help of the information of the sect, he had carefully scrutinized this house, and his opinion of the Song Mansion was no longer as simple as ordinary people.

At this time, although his foot did not break the latch, it left a slightly dented footprint on the door. This was the biggest damage he could do to the gate without borrowing tools, and the result he was expecting had already been obtained. The four people behind the door looked at this footprint, and they were all shocked.

The porter who was the first to open the door was so frightened by the rumble of the door that he fell to the ground, and he trembled a few times before he got up. He didn't dare to straighten his waist again, and subconsciously hid behind the four nursing home guards with martial arts. But before he could take a few steps back, he was carried forward by one of the four family members, and although no one spoke, it was clear what he meant to open the door.

Looking at the back of the gate, there are cracks in the smooth paint surface. How could the four guards behind the door not know the material of this door, and they can kick the door like this, which shows the strength of the martial arts of the comer. As the people outside the door said, there is no practical point in talking nonsense at this time. Whether it is friend or foe, it is better to get straight to the point.

But it is not clear who is friendly or foe outside, and whoever steps forward to open the door may be killed on the spot. What's more, this doorman is a master who doesn't know martial arts. The four nursing homes with sharp weapons in the back were ready to throw him out as a pathfinder, and it was really uncertain whether he would be kicked by this unknown master like kicking the door.

The porter's pants were already wet, and he trembled as he reached for the latch and said in a trembling voice: "I'm just a doorkeeper, a good man outside the door, your subordinates are merciful."

The latch was pulled out, and the two doors slowly opened left and right. In the dull sound of the friction of the door shaft, Wu Qinan, who was more than ten steps away, shrank slightly, and jumped onto the courtyard wall like a night owl. With the side courtyard wall as the entrance, it first hid in the grass and trees that deepened in the late spring of the Song house.

Stealing into the house like Wu Qinan, Ling Li could easily do it, but he chose a more difficult way to enter the house, because he needed to shorten the time of this operation as much as possible. To be fast. And taking some risks, this is a decision he made after weighing the pros and cons, and he must have made some preparations.

At the moment before the door opened, the four guards behind the door of course did not stand still and wait, but hastily agreed on a means of cooperation. The two of them scattered in the bushes on the left and right, leaving the two more to wait.

Halfway through the door, I saw the young man in black clothes, black pants and black umbrella standing in the middle of the stone steps. The two nurses waiting behind the gate were all slightly stunned. Touching the man's gaze, the two of them felt a chill on their bodies for no reason, as if a cold sword had pierced in front of them.

Before the door of the Song Mansion was completely opened, the young man in black outside the door stepped in directly, as if he had been to this mansion hundreds of times. Seeing this, the two guards inside the door landed on the ground, although their feet did not move half an inch. But the figures of the two people have a faint meaning of retreating.

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Ankang Road in the north of the city, Prime Minister's Mansion.

At the gate, after seeing the carriage carrying Cen Chi go away, Prime Minister Shi Jing and his third son also turned around and went back to the mansion together.

New greenery can already be seen everywhere in the garden, but those fresh and tender green leaves are reflected in Shi Jing's eyes. But it seems to be rendered by his calm gaze as a dry winter.

Shi Xin, who was walking beside his father, was not in the mood to look at the new greenery on the side of the road, but he still had some faint sadness in his heart from the cherished words he said when he said goodbye to Cen Chi just now.

For Cen Chi, a guest in the house, Shi Xin sometimes couldn't tell whether he used him more, or whether he really had a friendship.

His father's admonition reminded him to ring in his ears from time to time, and when he thought of this, Shi Xin's eyes were slightly biased, although he didn't see the look in his father's eyes clearly, he could clearly perceive the depth of his face, which made Shi Xin calm down immediately.

When he was about to enter the living room, Shi Jing suddenly sighed: "This month, there seem to be a lot of sick people in Beijing, and doctors with some skills are entangled in something."

Shi Xin pondered for a moment after hearing this, and after entering the hall, he said softly: "If Yan Yizheng is not a thief at home, maybe ......."

"The one who steals things and can steal them to his house is also a character." Shi Jing raised his hand and interrupted his son's words, he secretly held his breath, and said: "Don't steal anything else, just pick up his medicine box, this thief has to be a big person."

The servants standing in the hall saw Master Shi beckoning, and hurriedly bowed down in response, and hurriedly walked out of the hall to prepare tea.

Hearing his father's words come to this point, Shi Xin's eyes froze, and in an instant, he showed a look of surprise: "Could it be ......?"

At this time, he was still unbelievable, Yan Guang, as the most qualified elder of the Yan family and the most authoritative physician representative of the Taiyi Bureau, actually lied about what he valued the most?

This behavior is too far from his image!

Although Shi Xin is young, he is also a person who has been in the government for a few years, plus before he joined the office, he could get his father's teachings when he was at home, so he is naturally familiar with some rules in officialdom, and people's hearts can be regarded as the most basic common sense.

But Yan Guang is a different person, and it seems that his character cannot be measured by such rules.

Yan Guangguan served as the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau, and like many of the courtiers of the current court, he was a relict of the previous court. Although Yan Guang has been a medical practitioner for decades, and his official fortune has withstood the subversive baptism of changing the dynasty, and his qualifications are quite heavy, he has never been able to enter the honorary position of minister.

All the imperial doctors and students of the Taiyi Bureau are never allowed to be involved in politics or discuss politics, which is a strict order that has continued for most of the previous dynasty. Now it is time for the emperor surnamed Wang to take charge of the operation of the dynasty. This decree has remained unchanged.

And the pattern of Beijing officials, because of this decree that has lasted for more than a hundred years, has naturally formed a division. If it is said that the longer people in the officialdom are mixed, the more exquisite they are. Even with a Buddha's heart, the team of medical officers in the Tai Medical Bureau is the longer they serve, the more peaceful they are.

Not because the Taiyi Bureau is a good hall, but because the promotion road of the Taiyi Bureau is special, and it is based on virtue.

In this special department, a doctor with superb medical skills may not be able to rise to the top with his ability, and if a medical officer is step-by-step in his own work, even if he is mediocre in medical skills compared to others, this person's status can be seen to slowly rise.

About fourteen years ago, the mother of the former Emperor Ling fell seriously ill. Yan Guang, who had just been promoted to the head of the Taiyi Bureau, was a little helpless. Adhering to the heart of a doctor who saves people, Yan Guang asked Emperor Ling for a gift and recommended his friend Liao Shilai to treat the Queen Mother.

Although Emperor Ling was indulged in pleasure, he was indeed very filial to his biological mother. Because I care about the safety of my mother. Emperor Ling didn't care about Liao Shi's unknown identity and almost suddenly came out of the ground, and allowed him to enter the palace to check the pulse of the Queen Mother.

Unexpectedly, Liao Shi really took out a kind of service that he carried with him as a medicine guide, and dispensed a dose of medicine, and woke up the unconscious Queen Mother. Because of this, Liao Shi was personally given the reputation of 'pharmacist' by Emperor Ling.

However. Liao Shi just rescued the Queen Mother and woke up, but did not save her.

After waking up after taking the medicine for the first time, the Queen Mother lived for less than a month before she suddenly died! And this time, the condition took a turn for the worse, even more suddenly than the previous time, and the life was gone.

The sudden death of the Queen Mother. Emperor Ling was furious, and at the same time, Liao Shi was also attacked by a group of medical officers of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Because during Liao Shi's treatment of the Queen Mother, although he insisted on using a medicine he brought with him as a medicine guide, but in addition. Other compounds and cooking utensils are provided by the Taiyi Medical Bureau. The death of the Queen Mother, the medical officers of the Imperial Medical Bureau are also responsible.

However, in the face of the angry emperor, the large group of medical officials did not want to be dragged down by a mistake by a never-famous Tulang, and went to bury the dead old woman of the emperor's family, so they could only shirk all the responsibility.

At first, because of the recommender Yan Guang's efforts to protect people, Emperor Ling was still a little hesitant about whether to punish Liao Shi severely. Yan Guangwei Liao Shi defended the reasoning, and Emperor Ling could still listen to it in his mind at that time.

But the sad thing is that because Liao Shi not only does not have a trace of fame in the world, he is also extremely ugly. And sometimes when he laughs wildly, there will be a little bit of sparkle in his eyes. Some medical officers of the Taiyi Bureau noticed this, and after conspiring, they covered him with the notoriety of the poison doctor's successor, but this sentence made the Spirit Emperor believe it.

In the end, if it weren't for Yan Guang's life to protect his friends, and the emperor did not find strong evidence of the relationship between Liao Shi and the poison doctor's successor, Liao Shi might really want to be different.

Liao Shi's final punishment was permanent imprisonment and imprisonment.

The people who were originally watching this matter coldly estimated that with Liao Shi's appearance, he would die of old age after living in the prison for a few years, so they didn't fall into the well again.

But he never thought that Liao Shi was extremely hard-hitting, in the prison where there was no sunlight all day long, and rats and insects were rampant, he not only lived for nearly five years, but also luckily lived until the fall of the Zhou Dynasty and the new monarchy's decree of amnesty to the emperor.

But when Liao Shi was released from prison, there was no joy or anger on his face, and he only said coldly: "Liao is alive and will not treat anyone again."

Now it seems that these are all gossip, but what happened to Liao Shi has made a certain atmosphere in the Taiyi Bureau more and more solid. No one will dare to stand out in front of everyone anymore, and in the face of the more serious matters for the Taiyi Bureau, it must be the results that the medical officers have discussed with each other, and then one of them will take the lead.

I don't want everyone to share the burden, but it's best to share the credit equally. Prudence and precision are not only one of the key principles of medical morality, but a certain kind of cautious feeling has now infected and changed everyone in the Taiyi Bureau.

The people in the Taiyi Bureau may not all be virtuous and benevolent saints, but they must definitely not make a single mistake or omission. Even if you do, at least don't show your mistakes.

Yan Guang spanned two dynasties and served as the chief physician of the Taiyi Bureau, and he has always done so. I don't know if it is shaped by the environment of the Taiyi Medical Bureau, or because of Yan Guang's own tempered heart.

However, as long as it is a normal person. Mentally maintaining a posture for more than ten years, even if it plays a part of this image at first, after so many years of accumulation, it will affect the original heart.

If Yan Guang has been in the position of the Taiyi Bureau for more than ten years. He has not yet retired after the age of sixteen, and the emperor has not yet drawn up the actions of the candidates, which is all because of his meticulous style, which makes people impeccable, so this time the theft of his medicine box can be regarded as an opportunity that some people in the Taiyi Bureau who are interested in seeking promotion can grasp.

Although Yan Guang lost the medicine box, it didn't seem to have dealt a fatal blow to his work at the moment, but what those medical officers under him could find was this far-fetched condition.

It's just because the Yan family's incident is unbearable, just like what Shi Jing said at this moment, in this matter. If you want to make some articles, you may be able to do it with your heart.

If Yan Guang slowly equips his lost things, even this opportunity will be lost.

The servant had already returned to the flower hall with the tea he had made. Gently resting the teacup on the table by the hands of the old man and the third young master. Seeing that the two masters were pondering, the servant did not dare to bother in the flower hall, so he retreated outside and stood by the door, so that he could respond to the master's orders at any time.

Shi Jing's words aroused many clues in the hearts of his third son.

In recent years, there has been a peaceful scene between the government and the opposition, and there has been no war outside. The border defense is stable, and as for the affairs within the national territory, the emperor has been doing things very carefully to restore the people's livelihood, and the ministers of various departments are also actively cooperating with the ability to contribute, but this seems to have little to do with the Privy Council.

Shi Xin stayed in the Privy Council, and he felt unusually idle.

In addition to the holidays provided by the job. In his daily work, most of the time is a court meeting every five days, standing in the main hall to listen to the deliberations of the ministers and the emperor - most of the affairs related to the people's livelihood and social welfare, it is difficult for him to say a word - at other times, if Shi Xin needs to ask for leave. Most of them can be approved on the same day, and it is easy to take a full day off.

In extraordinary times, the work pressure of the Privy Council and the changes in the situation are extremely strong and complicated, so leisure time is an alternative reward for this department by the emperor, and most of the ministers in other departments also agree with this.

But Shi Xin himself doesn't think so.

If there is nothing to do at work, he often thinks about the changes in the pattern of court officialdom on his own. He won't actually do anything because of his deliberations, he just wants to rub his brain with this, and he doesn't want his judgment of the situation to become dull because of his long-term idleness.

Shi Jing's attitude towards the third son's habit and 'exercise' method is biased. However, although Shi Jing mentioned the matter of the Yan family just now, he didn't think too much, his contemplation was because of another thing.

After all, he is a certain age person, and he has often worked late into the night recently, and Shi Jing has felt some symptoms of internal fire floating in his body. Taking a sip of sweet tea soup and moistening his throat, when Shi Jing put down the teacup, he slightly suppressed some of the emotions he had stirred up when he was pondering, glanced at his son, who was especially pondering, and asked casually: "Are you still thinking about the Yan family?"

Shi Xin nodded, and when he heard his father's question, he also collected his thoughts and picked up the teacup.

"Don't think about it." Shi Jing said three words lightly, and then he was speechless.

However, Shi Xin heard a hint of unfinished words from the three words his father said, but he didn't know why his father didn't continue to say the second half of the sentence...... Or did he give up mentioning it, as he said himself?

There is a slight difference between not being helpful in mentioning and abandoning mention.

After Shi Xin picked up the teacup on the table, he lifted the lid and blew the tea soup, but he hesitated for a moment and didn't drink it, then covered the lid and put the teacup back on the table.

Shi Jing, who was sitting opposite him, saw his move, his eyes moved, and said, "When I said goodbye to Cen Chi just now, I didn't see you so impetuous."

Shi Xin originally thought that his father's contemplation just now was also because of the Yan family's affairs, but when he looked at his father's eyes, he made some other discoveries.

According to the words, he put down his pondering about the affairs of the Yan family, Shi Xin was silent for a moment, and then hesitated: "My father is busy with affairs, and he also wants to take the time to come back, just to see off a guest on the door?"

"It's not that simple, Cen Chi is not a simple Qingke." The crow's feet at the corners of Shi Jing's eyes deepened slightly.

Just half an hour ago, the father and son sent Cen Chi away. And the reason why Cen Chi left this time was a little sudden, not because he was going on a long trip. It seems that he was forced to do the same.

Shi Xin fell silent again.

If he didn't think about the affairs of the Yan family, he would feel troubled.

After all, the affairs of the Yan family are foreign affairs, but if Shi Xin calms down, he will unconsciously think about half of his own family's affairs. About Cen Chi. There is a contradiction in Shi Xin.

Seeing that the expression on his son's face changed slightly, but he didn't speak, Shi Jing took a sip of tea slowly, and then said in a flat tone: "You will doubt him, that's normal." I doubt him too, but he is not the only one who doubts. ”

"Father is ......" Shi Xin's eyes moved, and he finally spoke.

"That's it." Shi Jing put down the teacup and said slowly: "San'er, even if the situation is really as you suspect, then what? Battles in that land. It will be a competition between countries, and in this context, what can one or two people change if they are interspersed? Although the battle of the country is also the battle of people, Cen Chi is just a lonely person. ”

It has always been in the impression of Shi Xin. His father's attitude towards Cen Chi has never completely let go of doubts. But why, what his father said at this time seemed to tell him not to doubt Cen Chi?

Shi Xin thought that he had heard it wrong, and after staring at it, he felt that he didn't seem to have heard it wrong, but he just asserted it too quickly. He wondered for a moment. Sink down and silently ponder his father's words.

Indeed, Cen Chi has neither fame nor soldiers, and now he is being haunted by slow poison, what can he do for a while? In the northwest, the mountains are high, the roads are dangerous, and there are many miasma. What can he do near a wild place?

The reason why the Prime Minister's Mansion took Cen Chi in was actually because his father understood the meaning of his mentorship.

The Beili lineage can be traced back, and the fate of the school can be roughly tied to the Zhou Dynasty. But this faction almost disappeared in the last 50 years of the Zhou Dynasty. Therefore, it has almost become an out-of-the-world school, completely cutting off contact with the world.

A school has been interrupted for such a long time in the world, and there are no works handed down to the world, and no talents have entered the WTO, and it is easy for people to forget it. Many years later, the academic community suddenly saw the descendants of this school again, and even if some people still remember this school, they may not take the so-called descendants of the North Fence seriously.

After Shi Jing paused, he said to the third son: "If Cen Chi is really as you suspect, wouldn't it be exposed if we do it at this time?" It is not worth taking this risk for a thin person who has no power or soldiers, and it is better to give up it in time if it is not available. ”

It's not the first time I've talked to my father like this, and when I talk about Cen Chi, every conversation atmosphere will have a time when it's unpleasant. Father will not say too bluntly, Shi Xin knows this very well, and he also knows the trace of slaughter in his father's words at this time.

But he finally couldn't bear it, sighed, and said softly: "Do you really want to be like this?"

Before talking about Cen Chi, Shi Jing had already expected it. Even if Shi Xin would not disobey him on his face, if he really wanted to be ruthless to Cen Chi, Shi Xin would definitely hesitate in his heart.

"This matter ......" His mood froze slightly, and Shi Jing said angrily: "There are still variables."

As soon as the word "variable" in these words fell, Shi Jing saw a little light in his son's eyes, but for no reason, he felt a trace of boredom in his own heart.

Shi Jing was very puzzled, and couldn't figure out how Cen Chi used to have such a big impact on his son.

Because he once served as Mr. Xixi of Xin'er? No, it was just Mr. Pseudonym, a false name, and in fact he taught Xin'er almost nothing.

Because he and Xin'er are crowned on the same day? No, no, it was originally his own kindness, but when the Prime Minister was holding a banquet because of Xin'er's crown ceremony, Cen Chi broke the jade crown in the garden, what kind of crown is it?

Or is it because of ...... That's it, the young man surnamed Cen doesn't live in the Prime Minister's Mansion at all. But it's strange to think about it, he doesn't stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion often, but it doesn't diminish Xin'er's importance for him in the slightest, if he lives here often, wouldn't it be ......

Could it be that the legendary North Fence School has even studied and condensed the science of mental art so terrifyingly?

His mind wandered to this point, Shi Jing did not continue to think about this issue, he sighed silently, and then said to Shi Xin: "Whether to stay or abandon, we all need to make a choice in the end, if we come to a fork in the road with him, my father hopes that you will not be indecisive." -