Zhong Tianzheng never has a purpose, he has a strong purpose in doing things.

Assuming that his alliance with Lin Shinan is not stable, and he wants to take advantage of this Shangyuan Festival to do something, it is undoubtedly a good choice to take Jiang Xianyan to open the knife.

As soon as Jiang Xianyan died, not to mention, the front-line supplies would soon be unavailable, and Lin Shinan refused to plunder, so he could only increase his dependence on him as an ally.

Again, in the long run, Zhong Tianzheng does not want to see a powerful Nan Chong on the side of the couch in the future.

Talking to smart people is to save effort, Jiang Xianyan didn't study how Wen Sheng came to this conclusion, twisted his beard in his hand, and glanced at her: "You two are so familiar with the ghost boy, do you know who he is dispatching this time, and what is his strength?" ”

Zhong Tianzheng followed Nan Chonglai's men, and only Lin Jing and Yuan Kai are known at present.

Wen Sheng and Wang 13 told them about the situation, in order to prevent Zhong Tianzheng from keeping a back hand, Wen Sheng mentioned Lin Tingxuan more, and Wang 13 mentioned Wang 5 and Wang 6.

The two of them have been co-opted by Yuan Kai, Yuan Kai has come to Jiatong, and the two followers are likely to follow.

Jiang Xianyan listened to his nephew describe in detail the appearance of these people and the number of martial artists, and motioned to the Di brothers on the side to remember them, and finally said: "Okay, I know in my heart, you go and paint the portraits of these people and hand them over to Qiu Heng, and there will be nothing to do with you." ”

After saying this, he was still not at ease, and specially told Wang Thirteen: "Stay well, don't get into trouble!" ”

Wang 13 agreed simply, but he was thinking in his heart: "Let you be happy and happy, and don't wait for dark." Lao Tzu threw the dragon into the sea, and the tiger ran to the mountains, and he couldn't see it again. If you want to put the score of your elders, you can give birth to yourself. ”

It is not the first time that Wen Sheng has painted people from memory, especially this time the paintings are all acquaintances, and they are even more familiar with the road.

Among the few people, Zhong Tianzheng painted the most vividly, and I saw that he frowned slightly, as if he was about to come out of the painting.

Wang Shisan's sour anger swelled up, and he sneered: "It is said that the little white face is bad-hearted. Sure enough, it's true. ”

Wen Sheng ignored him, resting his cheek with one hand, staring at the painting unconsciously.

In an instant, how many past events came to mind. Just entered the Xuanyin Pavilion, worked hard together in a team battle, and then set off to Baizhou, and the time spent together in the countryside and villages......

Now think about it. It's all like a lifetime.

She put down her pen. When a few paintings were dry, they were rolled into a roll, handed to Wang Shisan, and told him to hand them over to Di Qiuheng.

Wang 13 saw that Wen Sheng's expression was different, and he didn't dare to make any more awkward trouble, so he swallowed his anger and took the painting.

Zhong Tianzheng's portrait was placed at the top, and he wanted to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, so he thought about it. If you delay the arrest because of this, you will still suffer the loss. I had to give up.

Let's say that Jiang Xianyan arranged a bunch of things today, and he planned to go out early, so Wen Sheng and Wang Shisan were so alarmist, they temporarily canceled the morning's affairs and stayed in the study to wait.

By near noon, Di Qiuheng came in with a stack of paintings: "My lord, I would rather believe in this kind of thing than believe in it, depending on the subordinates, it is better to take these portraits to General Qi Su, and say that I got the news that these people are going to assassinate the Holy Lord tonight, and General Qi must be careful to deploy the defenses, and before they get close, they will take them down." ”

Although Jiang Xianyan has offended too many outlaws in the past 20 years as an official, and he has been assassinated once or twice a year, his subordinates are not surprised, but why not borrow it if they can borrow it.

Qi Su is the loyal general of the forbidden army, and he is responsible for the defense tonight, guarding the safety of the emperor and his ministers.

Emperor Tianyou has reigned for so many years, and he has promoted a total of three or two cronies, including Qi Su.

In Di Qiuheng's opinion, General Qi may fall to the Chen family because of the saint's favor for the concubine, but he will never collude with Lin Shinan.

Jiang Xianyan took the portraits in his hand and looked at them one by one, and instructed the Di brothers: "Go out later today, you can find a few trustworthy ones, and identify these people well." ”

He picked out the portraits of Zhong Tianzheng, Lin Jing and Yuan Kai according to their names: "These three photos were sent to Zhuang Shaoyin anonymously in the evening, and then left a letter, saying that these three were Liang State spies, and they planned the assassination of his top boss on the street." ”

This is talking nonsense with his eyes open, if Wang Shisan hears it, he will definitely be surprised, his uncle looks righteous and awe-inspiring, and he didn't expect to be unambiguous when he fell into sin.

But the Di brothers seemed to be accustomed to it, bowed down to receive the order, and waited to hear what Jiang Xianyan had to say.

Jiang Xianyan didn't have any orders from the side, and said: "Then let's do it, tell them to strike first, and then you two will wait for the opportunity to stop them, the saint can't carry weapons in front of him, and he must be careful when he confronts this gang of outlaws." ”

Di Qiuheng was anxious when he heard this: "The assassin is coming for you, what's the use of us being careful?" ”

Even his brother, who rarely spoke, said, "Why did you put yourself in danger? ”

Jiang Xianyan waved his hand, in the eyes of the two cronies, this was what he meant by having made up his mind and not needing to say it again.

"The famous ghost boy came to Nanchong and stirred up the wind and rain, and we always have to pay a little tribute. Didn't you want to kill the official, Wu Feng's assassination has not been caught until now, so he will bear it together. ”

The Di brothers were speechless, and the adults did this to wipe his asshole nephew's ass and take people out.

Jiang Xianyan just remembered something, and said: "I went to close the door of the mansion, and I said that I ordered it, the old lady is not well, and everyone is staying at home today." ”

With his words, Wu had to stay at home and serve his mother-in-law tonight, and he couldn't go to watch the lanterns with a group of life-threatening women.

But Jiang Xianyan was still a little late for this order.

After a while, the housekeeper at the door followed Di Qiuheng and reported that the three young masters of the East Courtyard said that they were going out to visit the Lantern Festival, and they had already left the house, and they had just left to have a cup of tea.

Jiang Xianyan was stunned: Visiting the Lantern Festival? At such a time?

Di Qiuheng asked, "My lord, why don't you send someone to chase it back?" ”

Jiang Xianyan frowned: "Forget it." Let them be. ”

With so much going on tonight, he didn't have time to take care of the bastard, and secretly prayed that he wouldn't get into trouble again.

Wang 13 not only wants to cause trouble, but also holds back his strength to cause a big disaster.

He led Wen Sheng and Tong Baishuang out of Jiangfu. When I found that no one was following me, I felt relieved.

Haha, his good uncle is going to deal with Zhong Tianzheng tonight. I finally couldn't take care of him.

Out of prudence, the three of them wandered around the nearby street market and bought some things they needed tonight, before quietly moving to the empty house provided by the Chen family.

Tong Baishuang went into the house to restore her appearance and freshen up.

Wen Sheng found a separate room to paint.

Wang 13 was idle, standing behind her and watching her draw.

Wen Sheng wanted to paint a total of eight paintings. Eight large square sheets of paper, generally of uniform size, are spread all over the table and all over the kang.

It's also easy to draw. She can't even use her painting skills.

Large chunks of black, large expanses of white, clearly show the background and the silhouette of the characters.

The first one, the royal funeral. The streets were full of paper money. Looking at the specifications, it's not the prince or the prince. Separated by a wall, I don't know which high-ranking official's back garden is in the wall, only to see carved beams and painted buildings like flowers, and a little girl stands in the middle of the pavilion.

Seeing that she has a double bun, she is not tall, and her figure is beginning to show exquisiteness, although she is just a dark shadow. Viewers can easily tell that this woman is almost fourteen or fifteen years old.

She's throwing a tantrum with her sleeves waving. The ground was shattered.

There were also a few little maids kneeling next to her, and they didn't know what they had done wrong, which made the young lady angry.

Wang 13 praised: "The painting is so good, when it is pasted on the lamp, it is like watching a shadow puppet show." ”

Wen Sheng spent a quarter of an hour finishing the first painting, moving the painting aside to dry, and then smiled: "Didn't you say that you want to use the two-headed monster to scare people?" ”

It turned out that the two of them were enjoying the lanterns in the market last night, and found that the lantern tower built by the Duke of Anguo was not far from the one built in the palace.

Tianyou once produced several famous painting masters, and the eight paintings under the lamp as a painting screen were jointly painted by four national players, from the conquest, commerce, auspiciousness and so on to praise the prosperity of today.

It is said that Emperor Tianyou was very fond of these eight paintings, and put them in the palace for a long time, and this time in order to enjoy the Shangyuan Festival with the people, he specially took them out and allowed the people to come close to watch.

The people of Nanchong call this group of painting screen lamps "Eight Songs of Great Chong".

Wen Sheng and Wang 13 were bent on making a big deal tonight, so Wen Sheng drew a set of preparations according to the size, and found the opportunity to replace the "Eight Verses of the Great Chong".

After Wen Sheng's second painting was finished, Tong Baishuang in the room on the side cleaned up and knocked on the door to come in.

Tong Baishuang gave birth to a melon seed face, probably because he had not seen the light for many years, his face was very white, and there were some fine lines at the corners of his eyes. His jet-black hair was pulled into a simple bun, a silver hairpin was inserted diagonally, and he was wearing a maroon brocade armor with a long Chu skirt underneath, and two palm-sized small drums fell from his waist.

Wang 13 examined it, didn't see anything wrong, and took a mask to cover her face.

In this way, apart from the two small drums, there was no difference between them and the wealthy ladies on the street last night.

Tong Baishuang originally had a lot to say, but at this time, she didn't know what to say, sighed, leaned over to Wen Sheng, tilted her body, and watched her draw.

"I still remember that the theater has a name, called Xiangchun Garden...... It was June, the hottest time of the year...... The actor was not very old, and he wore a moon-white silk shirt. ”

Tong Baishuang is the party, and with her oral narration, Wen Sheng didn't need to think about many details of the day, and his speed was greatly improved.

After Wen Sheng finished painting all eight paintings, put down his pen, and breathed a long sigh of relief, he had time to look up at Tong Baishuang.

"Sister Tong, you wait here first, I'll go out with Bu Xun, there are still some things that haven't been done."

Tong Baishuang stared at the eight paintings that almost covered the entire room, and said absentmindedly: "You took the trouble to paint these, will someone find out and tear them off as soon as you put them on?" ”

Wen Sheng smiled: "Probably not." Rest assured. Why don't you eat something first? We'll be back before dark. ”

Tong Baishuang nodded.

More than ten years of injustice, a lifetime of loneliness, this account finally came to pay back, she watched Wen Sheng paint for a long time, at this time the sky is almost to Shenzhong, the first month of the day is dark early, and there is another hour, the street should almost be lit up.

Even when she pretended to be the goddess of the Silver Moon Clan and went to the moon platform, she had never been so nervous, Tong Baishuang covered her heart, felt her heartbeat "bang", and slowly sat down on the chair that Wen Sheng had just sat on.

Wen Sheng put on a cloak to cover Yaoqin in his arms, and went out with Wang Shisan.

They were going to the martial arts hall and release a few Xuan Tongfang from the dungeon.

Wen Sheng deliberately delayed until such a time to save people, because it was estimated that when Jiang Xianyan heard her say that in the morning, he would definitely have to transfer manpower everywhere.

If they only let people out on the front foot, and Jiang Zhenyan sent someone to the door on the back foot, wouldn't it be early to expose the stuffing.

Although Jiang Xianyan will know sooner or later, it will be the last moment, and he must deal with the past tonight first, and there will be no more accidents.

The martial arts hall was quite far away from Santai Street, and the sky was slightly dark when the two of them arrived.

Wang 13 frowned and said: "I have said that there are few people, I can do it myself, you are not good enough, play the piano a few times." Wen Sheng had to do such a small thing, and he felt very shameless.

Wen Sheng glanced at him with a smile: "It's okay, it's more convenient for me to come here, in the end, it's your uncle's person, and it doesn't look good if you hurt your face." Don't worry, tonight is your chance to show off your skills. ”

Wang 13 didn't say anything else, flew up to the room, stepped on the ridge of the house and went over to take a peek, and came back and said: "It seems that you really guessed it, there are only four guards left, not even Zhao Sihai." ”

"That's right, you carry me up."

"Okay." Wang 13 heard Wen Sheng take the initiative to hug her, although he knew that she didn't mean it, he still laughed, bent down and hugged her, and pouted and kissed her.

Wen Sheng gave him a blank look.

Wang Thirteen's breath turned quickly, and he took her to his feet, fluttering and falling to the wall like a kite, without the slightest movement.

Wen Sheng praised silently with his mouth: "Good skills! ”

Wang 13 was praised, only to feel that he had inexhaustible strength, hugged her and quietly floated across the roof, and took her to see the situation in the martial arts hall.

Wen Sheng nodded: "Okay, just find a hidden place." ”

A moment later, the melodious sound of the piano sounded.

Almost as soon as it reached the courtyard below, the door at the bottom opened, and two big men came out, and the first one in front of him wondered: "Where is the sound?" ”

The other looked up and looked around: "What sound?" Guqin? ”

Wang Shisan felt that since these two people were not deaf, it was not easy to find them by following the sound, but he didn't know that the musician's hiding methods were already perfect under Wen Sheng's fingers, and he saw the two people spinning around like headless flies, and soon yawned one after another and fell asleep to the ground.

Wen Sheng finished playing "Tanhua" again, and he knew it in his heart.

It is rare to see musicians here in Nanchong, whether it is the heart of defense or the corresponding means, it is really not as good as the people in the rivers and lakes on the side of Daliang.

She played the music again, made sure that everyone in the courtyard was asleep, stopped, and motioned for Wang Thirteen to go down and save people.

Wang 13 jumped down with her in his arms, and laughed loudly: "Boys, Lao Tzu has saved you!" (To be continued......)

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