Chapter 884: Reshuffle

"Search for me!" The leader gave an order, and more than a dozen people rushed into the cabin.

Miss Qing was freshening up at the bow of the boat at this time, and when she saw the posture of these people, she knew that it was someone from the East Factory. She knew that these people were a gang of fierce gods and evil spirits, and they were not easy to provoke, so she quickly gave the old bustard a look and asked her to settle it with money.

The old bustard also knew that there was a matter of importance, and life was more important, so he quickly took out the money bag on his body and said flatteringly: "Official, you have worked hard all the way, and this little money is to honor the official and drink teaβ€”β€”"

The middle-aged man at the head glanced at her, reached out and took the money bag and kicked it into his arms, shouting, "Call everyone out!" Searched one by one! Whoever has seen the person in the portrait will be rewarded! ”

Early in the morning, most of the girls and benefactors in the painting boat were still sleeping, and when they saw the people from Dongchang coming, they were all busy putting on their clothes and running out.

The minions of the East Factory took the portraits to identify them one by one, and after a fruitless search, they all withdrew.

When the old bustard saw that everyone was far away, he patted his chest and said with palpitations: "I'm scared to death!" ”

Miss Qing finished freshening up and went back to the boudoir: the elegantly furnished cabin was now a mess, and even the portrait of Zhang Junyao she had painted last night had been taken away by the group of people just now. She told the maid to clean up the cabin, and she rested on the embroidery bed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the old bustard ran in in a panic, and she sent the little maid out, attached it to her ear, and said in a low voice: "I said how do I see the person in the portrait familiar?" Now that I think about it, isn't that woman's appearance the same boy who picked up your hydrangea last night? ”

Miss Qing opened her eyes suddenly, said with a cold face, "Mom can't talk nonsense! This is a great crime to kill the head! It's not uncommon for there to be a few similar-looking people in this world, it's a son who picked up my hydrangea, how can it be a woman? You just tell me this, if you let others listen to it, I'm afraid that we Baihualou can't get out of it, those masters in the East Factory are murderous and don't blink, you don't want to live, we still want to live! ”

When the old bustard heard this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Bah, bah! Look at my mouth! How can there be a basin on your head? I'm confused too! Don't be angry, girl! I'll be tight-lipped about last night! ”

*

After searching the riverside, the people of Dongchang walked away.

Sunshine stood on a tree by the river with a sword in his arms, and a contemptuous smile crossed the corner of his mouth: Sure enough, the early bird has worms, and the early worms will not be eaten by the birds. As soon as she left with her front foot, they came to the door with her back foot.

She knew that after she left, Wei Zhongxian would definitely not give up, he had worked very hard to find her in the past three years, right? Four hundred years later, the Blood Demon is killing people on a spree; Here, 400 years ago, Wei Zhongxian used the power of Dongchang to kill innocents indiscriminately and eliminate dissidents. It's time to reshuffle the cards! But this time it's not him who will liquidate her, but she will liquidate him!

She took out the human skin mask that Li Yunfeng had prepared for her, put it on her face obediently, and then took out the bronze mirror to carefully examine her new face: the mirror reflected the face of a plain young man who made people forget it at a glance; She looked at her face with satisfaction, which her mother didn't recognize, put away the bronze mirror, jumped under the tree, and went all the way to Zhang Junyao's house.

After she traveled back last time, she found that the time and space in the two places were out of sync, so she didn't need to worry at all now, she could go on with the three years as planned, as long as three years later, she could let Siyan return to the ninth day of the fifth month of the 2012 Renchen year with the Heaven Turning Seal, which would be considered a success.

In the evening, she came to the door of a mansion in Suzhou Mansion and looked up at the two big characters "Zhang Mansion" on the door.

This should be Zhang Junyao's home.

She still doesn't have a strange feeling of being ostracized, thinking that Zhang Junyao shouldn't be at home. She stepped forward and slammed the door. After a while, a housekeeper-like man came to open the door, and he saw a strange man dressed as a noble man standing at the door, accompanied by a smiling face and asked, "This son, who are you looking for?" ”

"This is Zhang Junyao's Zhang Gongzi's home?" Sunshine asked loudly.

"My son-in-law went into the mountains to visit Master today, and he will come back tomorrow. Dare to ask where the son is and who is his surname? The butler asked with a smile.

As soon as Sunshine heard it, why did he check his account if he didn't come? So he took out a bag from his arms and said with a smile: "People from the rivers and lakes, no matter where they come from, they also meet Jun Yao in Pingshui." Since Jun Yao is not at home, Uncle Lao will help me give him this tip. ”

The housekeeper took the bag, only to see that the bag was exquisitely embroidered, and there was a crystal clear jade pendant on it, and he thought that this son had a good background, so he hurriedly and carefully received the bag into his arms.

When he looked up again, he found that the noble son in front of him had disappeared.

*

After Sunshine handed over the bag to the butler, he went straight to a grove on a hill west of the city. The beautiful scenery in the mountains, the birds and the streams, is indeed a good place for self-cultivation. Sunshine learned from Miss Qing yesterday that Zhang Junya has a mountain residence here, and he often brings three or five friends here to visit the mountains and rivers and recite poems.

She searched for it, and finally found the mountain dwelling that Miss Qing had said before dark. She originally thought that the place where this young man occasionally came should be an elegant bamboo house or wooden house, but she didn't expect to come and see that this so-called mountain elegant residence is actually the scale of a mountain villa, with pavilions and pavilions built according to the mountain and water potential, and the scattered houses are completely integrated into this mountain and water scenery, low-key and elegant.

She walked in and walked into a water pavilion, only to see that around the water pavilion, there were landscape paintings and pictures of ladies, and the paintings were also inscribed with Zhang Junyao's words, thinking that this was his painting.

It seemed like a place he often stopped, so Sunshine found a hidden place here and quietly placed the surveillance camera and activated the video equipment.

The video equipment is solar-powered and can work continuously for a week, so she can monitor the situation at all times.

Of course, there are risks associated with this, but as a person who wants to change the destiny of heaven, it is trivial to divulge the secret of heaven. She must confirm that what she is about to meet is indeed Zhang Junyao, and the future correspondence between the two cannot be known by the third person.

Anyway, she still has half a year, and in this half a year, she doesn't have to rush to let him know her identity, she just needs to let him know that there is such a person as her behind him. Li Yunfeng said that Zhang Junyao is a bold and enthusiastic person, so he should easily accept that he has a friend who can't be seen, and what she has to do in the past six months is just to subtly reveal some natural opportunities to him from time to time, and gain his trust first, so that he can talk well in the future. (To be continued.) )