- In general, it is very rare for a man to show that kind of expression to another man. Mo Ye stared at Shi Yi's eyes, and there was no half-separate joke in his tone, do you know that person?

I can't say that I know him, I can only say that I have heard of this person's name. Shi Yi saw Mo Ye's serious expression, and he also accepted the heart of banter, Qingfeng Pavilion, have you heard of it?

Clear...... That's a place for male pets to laugh, could it be that you've been there? Mo Ye's serious expression gradually cracked, revealing a hint of surprise, and after hesitating for a moment, she said again: It is a place for women to find pleasure.

Some time ago, didn't the building take advantage of the Yan family for nothing, in the three days when the business was closed, as long as there were women in the building from top to bottom, even the maids and maids were piggybacked, and they all went to Qingfeng Hall to play crazy. Thinking of the day when she was extremely happy for the woman in the building, but extremely aggrieved for herself, the corners of Shi Yi's slightly raised mouth couldn't help but twitch. After putting down the mood that began to have a turbulent trend, he said again: I don't know if my aunt made some kind of brain disease that day, such a crazy money-burning method, I don't follow the past.

Mo Ye noticed the corners of Shi Yi's mouth trembling slightly, and said with a smile: I think you will go there just because you are playful. However, it is not difficult to understand that if the building is all empty, but it is for the luxury of going out, there is no reason for you to stay in the empty building and not follow to join in the fun.

Shi Yi spread his hands and said with a forced smile: Of course, it is best if you can understand it like this, I am not a person with that habit.

Listening to Shi Yi's explanation, Mo Ye only laughed twice. It turned out that she hadn't finished her words yet.

However, as far as I know, Seifukan absolutely only accepts female guests, and this distinction between guests is very strict. Unlike Dongfeng Tower, there are no strict restrictions. When Mo Ye said this, a pair of slightly squinted eyes began to flash with a novel brilliance, how did you get in?

Shi Yi was stunned, although he didn't speak, he gradually realized a problem in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually changed and became richer.

The expression on Mo Ye's face also became colorful, and she smiled as sly as a cat: The entire Dongfeng Building has been closed for three days, even if I don't inquire, I'm afraid there are many people who take the initiative to inquire. But...... There was some inside information that only I could get into.

Oh! Shi Yi finally came back to his senses completely, and immediately raised two fingers and tapped the tip of Mo Ye's nose in the air. Quite warned: about this matter. You are not allowed to show off. so as not to ruin my reputation.

Mo Ye touched the tip of his chin by himself, his eyes deliberately showed a look of confusion, and he laughed softly: Kyoto Yi Gongzi has solved the boredom accumulated in three years of travel and study. The original deeds of a man disguised as a woman and mixed into a men's pet hall to seek pleasure, even if it is opened, it shouldn't affect much personal reputation, right?

That's not bad enough? Shi Yi's inner turmoil was finally about to be uncontrollable, and he felt that the volcano in his chest was about to erupt, and I guessed that you were knowingly asking, would you feel very happy to tease me like this?

Mo Ye thought for a moment, and then replied very seriously: Happy.

This cheap but very serious reply, so that Shi Yi almost wanted to lie on his back and pretend to be dead.

……

played around on Xingshan Guangdao, but this farce provoked by Mo Ye ended in the end at Shi Yi, just because Shi Yi really couldn't run Mo Ye. Both in terms of speed and endurance. Shi Yidu was not the opponent of Mo Ye, who had practiced the method of achieving great success in three years, and finally had to pant and surrender.

And in order to express his sincerity in surrendering and showing weakness, Shi Yi explained the whole picture of Qingfeng Pavilion to Mo Ye that he knew.

- In fact, even if it is not for the purpose of showing sincerity, Shi Yi Bacheng will still introduce this male pet hall to Mo Ye.

Today's cherry blossom viewing tour is going on at this hour, and there is nothing new to talk about. It's because a beautiful man from Qingfeng Pavilion came halfway through, which caused many women under the shade of flowers to think a few times. At this moment, there are already many people talking about the voices around them, so it is more contrasting, Shi Yi's introduction of Qingfeng Pavilion to Mo Ye is closer to chatting with the crowd.

Just as there are eleven hairpins in Dongfeng Building, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, song and dance, each hairpin has its own skills, representing the eleven irreplaceable living signboards of Dongfeng Building, and the male pets in Qingfeng Hall also have similar arrangements.

It is rumored that the Qingfeng Pavilion has a clear, windy, less, and you four-character son, and today this Qingfeng Pavilion Shaoling Gongzi who came to the place of enjoying the flowers of the Spring Enlightenment Festival belongs to the Shaozi system. Obviously, the names of male pets below the few characters are all strung with this word. According to Shi Yi's introduction, Mo Ye knew that the typesetting of the four-character sons all had a background, and the sons ranked below the few characters were all known for their handsome and flawless faces.

But to the regret of many typical women in Kyoto, this young Ling boy has not done business for Qingfeng Pavilion for a long time.

Somehow, he had been sick for more than half a year. I heard that a few days ago, the adoptive owner Cao woman, who never gave up on him, was directly driven away by the Qingfeng Pavilion, just because Shaoling Gongzi's illness was getting worse, and he couldn't even support it just to chat with the female guests, and the owner of the pavilion was afraid that the Cao woman would continue to be so entangled, let alone let Shaoling recuperate, it was likely that he would be killed because of this trivial matter.

It is said that it is because the current number of Yulang in the Qingfeng Pavilion is very lacking, and the owner of the pavilion is also anxious, and he does not dare to slack off anymore, and he also expects Shaoling Gongzi to quickly take care of his body, and with his talent and good skin, he will definitely be able to revive the fortune style of Qingfeng Pavilion.

And after seeing Shaoling Gongzi, Mo Ye also agreed with the Qingfeng Pavilion Master's point of view from a little in his heart.

So...... Can you be sure that the one who came just now is Shao Ling, the head of the three sons of the word 'less' in the Qingfeng Pavilion? Mo Ye, who had already sat in the viewing pavilion built on the side of the street, was leaning on the stone table and holding a melon seed in his mouth, asked leisurely, and as soon as the words fell, he glanced at Shi Yi who was sitting opposite.

Shi Yi was looking sideways not far away, and when he heard this, he just nodded, and he didn't even shift his gaze for half a minute.

Under the other viewing pavilion that he was looking at, the master and servant of Shaoling from the Qingfeng Pavilion were still sitting at the table. In fact, these two people started when they entered the pavilion just now. I didn't move even half a step. At this time, both of them had an extra book in their hands, and a plate of pastries was added to the table, and the two reached out and pointed at the book, as if they were talking about something. Rarely reach for the plate of pastry.

Noticing that Shi Yi didn't listen to him carefully, Mo Ye subconsciously followed his gaze and looked at the master and servant under the viewing pavilion not far away.

After observing Shi Yi carefully for a moment, Mo Ye didn't see anything unusual. Seeing that he was still staring at him, she was a little puzzled, and after a little hesitation, she couldn't help but pull one of his sleeves and said: If you look at it like this again, something is really going to happen.

Shi Yi finally refused to look at her, and said puzzled: What happened?

Masculine style! Mo Ye sighed, and even I couldn't help but doubt it.

You're making fun of me again, aren't you? Shi Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he pulled back his sleeve from Mo Ye's hand.

I don't say that. Will you turn back? Mo Ye sighed lightly. Then he asked, "I know you don't have that hobby." You've said it many times yourself...... But what are you looking at? Do you see anything strange?

It's a little weird. Shi Yi didn't look over there again, but spread out his palms and rubbed his eyes. Then he reached into the fruit saucer and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and followed Mo Ye to swallow them.

At this time, Mo Ye didn't eat melon seeds anymore, she and Shi Yi's roles seemed to be reversed, and at this time, she stared at the two people sitting opposite each other under the pavilion over there, and fixed her eyes. After a while, she withdrew her gaze, also rubbed her eyes, and then said: I don't see anything strange, those two people seem to be learning words, just like when I first met you. You said that some words were illiterate, so the two of us held the same two books for new words.

The things mentioned in Mo Ye's words made Shi Yi turn over a memory picture in his mind, and a smile finally appeared on his face that seemed very calm because of contemplation. However, he quickly put away this gentleness, and a trace of vigilance cultivated by the professional habits of his previous life appeared in his mind, and he said calmly and slowly: Maybe my thoughts are too heavy, but I have observed those two people for a long time, and I have become more and more suspicious.

……

The wide bath barrel in the bathroom is controlled by the palace maids who add a basin of hot water every once in a while, and the water temperature has been peaceful. While washing away the wet and thin sweat on the second prince's body, it also brought him a little lazy fatigue.

After bathing, wrapped in a dry and soft bathrobe, he returned to the dormitory, and the second prince sat cross-legged on the soft couch, letting Xiaoyi, the palace maid he trusted and close to the most, sit behind him, wiping the wetness from his dissolved hair with a dry thick cloth. Xiaoyi's movements are very gentle. The second prince felt as if his body was being poured into a lullaby by petty, and the fatigue in his mind was even heavier, but he knew that he still needed to do something to sleep.

His eyes suddenly opened, and at the door of the dormitory, a young man dressed in black had just stepped in. As soon as the two looked at each other, the man knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: Meet His Royal Highness.

Xiaoyi's hand to wipe the hair of the second prince stopped, and at the same time, he asked the young man in black: Is that person awake?

The man in black moved his lips, but did not make a sound. It's just that his eyes flickered on the petite palace maid behind the second prince.

Anyway. The second prince spoke coldly. Only two words were spoken.

The young man in black immediately spoke: The man has woken up, but his spirit is not very good, and he has been demented since he woke up.

The second prince asked: Is it really dementia or weakness?

The young man in black realized that what he had just said was a little inappropriate, and hurriedly explained: It was caused by weakness after taking medicine. He eats, drinks, and excretes normally, but he doesn't talk much.

That's fine. The second prince nodded, what I want is for him to be able to speak, see and listen, and don't want anything else. If he is in peace, it will be easier for you to guard, but you should also be more careful in normal times, and don't let him take the initiative to seek death.

The young man in black bowed down and said: Your subordinates must fulfill their duties.

Well. The second prince raised his hand, go back!

Hearing this, the young man in black straightened up, and when he was about to walk away, he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, there is one more thing......

Say. The second prince opened his mouth, but slowly closed his eyes.

The young man in black said in a deep voice: Lin Shan is back, and the crime he took a few years ago was closed in just one afternoon. Although he has not yet been reinstated, he is now innocent. However, the official Shangshu was convicted and imprisoned, but the charges still need to be reviewed, and I don't know if the sentence can be commuted.

Do you want him to have his sentence commuted? The second prince opened his eyes again. After a pause, he continued in a somewhat indifferent tone: The official is insatiable, and this behavior is like a greedy person, no matter how loose his clothes are, his bulging belly will be revealed. Even if such a person is really accused by someone else today, it is not a pity to die. disrupting the order of the promotion of the officials and shaking the super-outline; How is it different from accepting a large amount of money and property from lower-level officials and looting people's ointment? It's not that he can't do dirty things, but he hasn't come that far, and it's useless to keep such a person.

It's a subordinate who is redundant. The young man in black shrank his gaze slightly. The subordinates retired.

Slow. When the young man in black was about to leave. Instead, he heard the voice of the second prince calling him again.

The young man in black had just stopped and turned around. I saw the second prince say slowly: In the past few days, pay attention to the movements of the Lin family's old mansion. Lin Shan is a talent, and if he can help, he will help a little. But don't go into the house, keep it secretive.

Be. The young man in black gave up his orders and finally left.

The second prince suddenly took a deep breath, reached out and pulled a long soft pillow, and leaned sideways.

Xiao Yi, the palace maid who had been sitting on the couch beside him, saw this scene, and was slightly stunned and said in surprise: Your Highness, what's wrong with you?

Tired. Two words came out of the mouth of the second prince, light as a feather.

Xiaoyi said with some worry: But His Highness's hair is still wet, just fall asleep like this, you will definitely have a headache tomorrow.

The second prince said with some weakness: Let me rest for a while. I'll get up later.

Xiaoyi heard the tiredness in his business, and was a little worried, but also a little unbearable, so he followed his wishes. But when she wrapped his wet hair with a dry cloth, she couldn't help but say: Your Highness, you won't practice that punch tomorrow.

After a moment of silence, the second prince said vaguely: Let's talk about it.

Xiaoyi didn't say anything, after he wrapped his hair, he pulled the brocade quilt folded on the inside of the bed and carefully covered him, and then climbed out of bed. Squatting on the edge of the bed, Xiao Yi looked at the thin cheeks of the second prince lying on his side, and whispered: Your Highness, dinner will be served later, and when the servant comes to call you, you are not allowed to lie in bed.

The second prince, who looked quiet and seemed to have fallen asleep, quietly half-opened one eye, smiled barely in sleepiness, and then quickly closed it again.

……

In the southern city of Kyoto, in the old housing area where the poor lived, Tieda, who had been in a coma from last night until this afternoon, sat in a single courtyard, looking at the rising moon in the sky in a daze.

He didn't want to look at the moon, but he didn't want to stay in that windowless house because it was more like a prison cell.

Last night, he was awakened by the young man with a cruel drug, and before he fell into a coma again, Tie Da saw something very interesting on the young man's body.

To this day, from the group of people who take care of him, Tie Da can vaguely confirm one of his conjectures.

The few caretakers scattered outside this single courtyard, all of them were well-trained, and when they were not killed and their kung fu was still eighty or ninety, they could only fight a tie with one of them. However, although this group of people was doing the work of jailers, they did not have the slightest ruffianism on their bodies, and their style was tough and upright.

However, they are also too tough and upright, except for being responsible for their own food and daily life, they don't say a word more. This made Tie Da quickly feel that sitting in the small courtyard was just a change to a larger cell with better air circulation.

In the extremely quiet environment, Tie Da, who had been sitting for a while, seemed to be able to hear the sound of children being scolded by their fathers for picky eating in the houses a few courtyards away, the sound of men gathering together to talk after a busy day, and the sound of two families living next to each other arguing over trivial matters...... The breath of ordinary people's life is scattered around the courtyard, which seems to be very close, but in fact it is far away.

What can't be touched is the farthest, and what can't be reached is the most beautiful.

The medicine that the Gao family sent him on the road, plus the cruel medicine that the young man gave him last night, all frantically hurt the true yuan of his body. At this time, although the strength of the medicine is gone, the body of the iron is like a sugarcane that has sucked up the juice, leaving a light and soft slag body.

He struggled for a moment before he raised a hand with difficulty and touched his face, and when he touched the scabbed left eye, he couldn't help sneering in his heart: his eyes were burned blind, and his ears were more sensitive than usual. But my God, do you think it's fun?

The muscles of the arms lacked strength, and the big iron hands soon fell and drooped on the knees.

Tie Da's eyes drooped. Looking at his hands that were once famous in the harbor with a light lift of a hundred catties and as steady as iron and stone, but at this time he couldn't even control his fingers, he sighed silently, and asked himself: Tie Da, what are you living for? Is this how you are pushed around by others? The Gao family gave you a chance to live and a chance to suffer, should you hate? Now that you have been rescued from death by another person, if you want to repay it, but you have to do something harmful to the Gao family, do you have the right to choose?

After a long silence, a low, hoarse voice suddenly came out of his throat. However, it is impossible to discern what is being expressed.

Only his heart was stirring up great waves. In the cracked struggle cries:

Perhaps death is the easiest. But I've already died once, so I'm suddenly very afraid of death, of that kind of pain. Fear of suffocation...... So, I'm going to live!

……

To live.

Live well.

These are the basic demands of man. However, in order to achieve this goal, many times, it is necessary to use other people's shoulders as a stepping stone.

But not all of them are willing to take the initiative to show their shoulders and let you step on them.

In the south of the city when night fell, in the old housing area where the poor lived, a group of guests suddenly came to the small broken courtyard of Old Man Luo. They didn't come together, but they were very happy, so when Old Man Luo was carrying three taels of silver, he was forced out of the courtyard by the guards with a sharp gaze from the group of people. Although he was a little scared and apprehensive in his heart, he was more of a joy of making a sum of money out of thin air.

This dilapidated yard is usually rented for the warblers for fun, forbidden parking, and when some market gangsters gather to gamble, even if it is rented out for more than ten days in a row. I didn't make much money tonight.

Old man Luo has no queen, and the only industry is this courtyard, and since he found out that this broken courtyard can be used to make such money, all he usually has to do is to tell the neighbors that he is a lonely old man, and this house is also extremely poor.

Because it is too broken, normal people will not come to knock on the door to rent a house; Because there is nothing of value in the yard, even rats are reluctant to steal food over the wall; There lived a lonely old man in the courtyard. The root is simple, what to ask, as long as the old man pretends to be demented and closes his mouth, although his teeth are no longer neat, the mouth seal is very tight.

When the fifth guest, who had only one young man with him, arrived, a man in the form of a guard in the courtyard closed the courtyard door and stood behind the side of the wall.

The fifth guest entered the only room in the courtyard and saw the four guests who had arrived first. The five of them just met with their eyes, and they said hello and didn't say anything.

The five main guests gathered and sat upright. There was no polished table in front of them, no refreshments prepared by the servants—though they could feel a suppressed dryness in their throats before they could speak.

The crowd was silent for a moment. The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat coughed dryly, and finally started to talk, and directly picked out what he wanted to discuss tonight.

……

After a moment, the low voice of dialogue brought the topic to the middle of the conversation.

At this time, a young man sitting on the left hand side of the main seat couldn't help but say something that went off the rails: Yi Gong, is it a little inappropriate for us to do this? Wan Daren is still in prison, if he does something to the surname Lin at this time, wouldn't it make Wan Daren's suspicion even heavier?

The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat said slowly with no expression on his face: Lin Xiang will not be removed. Practices like him. If you continue, you will only have endless troubles. We must take advantage of the fact that his power has not fully recovered, and cut the gold quickly to ensure our peace.

He was after a long deep breath. He also said: It should be regarded as a sacrifice for ten thousand adults! If you lose one of him and help five of us, you can't tell which is more important? Don't be as indecisive as a woman, a few of us are hundreds of people with a family, how can we have so much mental strength and morality?

The young man who had spoken before did not speak again, he lowered his gaze with a look of struggle in his eyes, but quickly calmed down. At the same time, the young man who accompanied the last guest to enter the courtyard also lowered his gaze, and there was a similar look in his eyes that was hidden and suppressed.

One or two of the five people at the banquet couldn't help but sigh softly, and then returned to calm, only one person with an extremely thin body and sunken cheeks, but his eyes were as bright as a mouse, and said: If this can be done, Wan Daren will not be sacrificed in vain. If the surname Lin is gone. I'll have at least a few more years to get away. In the matter of supporting the family members of the Wan family, as long as Mrs. Wan is willing, I Qian Mou is willing to pay half of the alimony alone.

Brother Qian, aren't you underestimating us when you say that?

The foolish brother thinks that even if the adults are gone. Mrs. Wan will not accept the help of others, Mrs. Wan's maiden family is a big family.

When several people were about to discuss the aftermath of the event, the middle-aged man sitting on the throne suddenly stopped and said, "Everyone, don't discuss these things yet. The main thing we want to discuss today is to cooperate in a few days, and if we cooperate well, maybe things will not be as bad as you just said.

The middle-aged man woke everyone up with a word, and a guest immediately asked during the banquet: Could it be that Brother Liang has a plan in his heart?

Foolish brother Zhimin is limited, and this matter has to be discussed by everyone. to be thoughtful. The middle-aged man surnamed Liang first said modestly. Then his gaze turned to the last middle-aged man to arrive. Wen Yan asked: Brother Fu, you came slowly, and then sat like a mountain. Could it be that you already have a good plan?

The middle-aged man surnamed Fu raised his eyes slightly when he heard this, and after staring for a moment, he first laughed, and then said in an unhurried tone: There is no good strategy, but the clumsy plan is a little rudimentary. There is a saying in the Criminal Department that 'the law does not blame the public', so in order to ensure your safety and dilute the suspicion that Wan Da may add to it, it is necessary to make the circle of participants larger. Only the more people involved, the waves will be stirred up enough, and His Majesty will settle the accounts in the future. It's also not easy to pinch a person alone. Although His Majesty's decree is strict, he is also a well-known gentleman who condemns by evidence.

As his words fell, a sarcastic smile appeared on the faces of some of the people in the audience. The middle-aged man sitting on the throne had always had a stiff face carved in stone, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly patted his knee lightly and praised: This is a good idea!

……

Tonight's guests only rented the courtyard for an hour or so before coming out, and when they left, they left one after another as they came. Looking at the old man Luo, who was slowly leaving with a total of more than a dozen people with his master and servants, and squatting outside the courtyard wall for an hour and blowing the night breeze for an hour, he was a little reluctant, and he also felt a little relieved.

Old Man Luo originally hoped that they would come back in the future, but looking at the neat and untouched simple stools and chairs in the room, as well as the smell of a thin layer of precious spices floating in the air, Old Man Luo felt a little scared inexplicably, and felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.

On the narrow street between the old houses, the middle-aged man surnamed Fu walked halfway to the road, suddenly sighed heavily, and his pace slowed down.

The young man he brought to the meeting was actually his eldest son, and when he saw his father sighing, the son naturally cared for him: Why did my father sigh?

The middle-aged man said softly: I regret it a little, I feel like I was framed when I took this trip today.

When the son heard this, he said: I also think that my father should not be involved in this kind of thing.

But now I have to participate even if I don't participate. The middle-aged man sighed briefly, and then muttered: Actually, my attitude towards the person surnamed Lin is five points good and five points bad. If it weren't for the person surnamed Yi who deceived me, I would prefer to have nothing to do with the person surnamed Lin.

The son asked puzzledly: But looking at the meaning of those uncles just now, it seems that even if we don't provoke Lin Shan, he will provoke us in turn, and the possible results are not very good.

The middle-aged man said calmly: Their words were originally half-truths and exaggerations, but they just wanted to mark the opposites and make everyone tie them tighter. Lin Shan, the person, is a little bookish, but more of a light. He probably preferred to do nothing rather than clean up the rotten creatures in the court, otherwise he would have either died ten years ago, or all the people gathered today would have grown grass. I've always wondered, what was it that tied him up? Maybe to find out this problem, we don't need to use the knife to see the blood, he himself has already gone far.

The son suddenly asked curiously: Father, I have always wanted to know, what kind of Cheng Dù is that person named Lin Shan?

The middle-aged man looked at his son's young face without a trace of wrinkles, smiled gently, and said: Let's describe it this way, compared to me, he has a net in his head, which is much denser than the net in his father's head, but the direction of that net is a little special. All I know is that part of the outer city of Kyoto was planned and renovated by him, although I haven't seen it inside. But from the outside, it is already very terrifying, and its changing characteristics are like a behemoth, complex but orderly mechanical beast.

The son listened to him at this point. I couldn't help but lose my voice: Is it really so powerful?

These are only observed during the drill formation, and have not yet been tested in actual combat. The middle-aged man said slowly: In short, it is not too strange that those people are afraid of him. A person with such a mind, if one day he really casts that net into the officialdom and uses that kind of mind to gain power, coupled with his friendship with the emperor's Jinlan righteousness and life, I am afraid that whoever is targeted by him will have to take off a layer of skin.

His words were a little abrupt, and then he said word by word: Son, whether you are a person or an official in the future, you should not be too eye-catching in the crowd. If it's like the surname Lin. It is easy to become the target of public criticism. It makes people easy to kill. Because of such people. It seems that death is the only way to prevent future troubles.

The son nodded, and after a moment of silent thought, he suddenly said, "Father." Hearing you mention Lin Shan's friendship with the emperor, my son suddenly had a bad premonition. My father often taught that sometimes you can do things in a high-profile way, but you need to get used to being low-key. Doesn't Lin Shan, then, know this truth? Why did he provoke the wrath of the people before he could stand on his feet?

The middle-aged man patted his son's shoulder, smiled and said, "Yes, yes, my son's mind is a lot more flexible." The father also has doubts about this, but this doubt cannot be said at all at the table just now, otherwise they will think that I am withdrawing. lost sincerity first, and secretly I don't know how many people wavered. There are fewer people who participate together, and those who really participate will have more responsibilities and be more likely to be detected.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the son's eyes: the father meant......

The smile on the face of the middle-aged man gradually turned into a mystery: let others rush ahead, the water is muddy, it is also a cover for ourselves, and there is also a buffer room to do things. After all, our Fu family is not the protagonist of this incident, the matter is done, we are just running errands, and if the matter fails, we don't want the protagonist to bear the blame.

Speaking of this, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a calm tone: In the group of people sent out by our Fu family, we want to put a few special people. After arriving at the place, if you see something wrong, let those people immediately kill all the people they brought there, and the corpses will pretend to be people from the Yi family. In this way, we can still do not use the knife against Lin Shan, and we can also let the person surnamed Yi bite us back after defeat.

The son's hand hanging down his sleeve was slightly cocked, and he made a thumbs up, and smiled deeply: Father is smart.

……

After Shi Yi returned to Dongfeng Tower, he went back to his room to rest. The reason why he rested early was not only because the livelihood of Dongfeng Tower reached its peak in the first half of the night, and he was inconvenient to appear too often, but also because he was prepared to act at night.

At the end of the day, Shi Yi, who had been sleeping lightly, suddenly woke up. He woke up from a sleep, but the whole Dongfeng Tower was the quietest at this time every day.

Guests can drink and have fun in Dongfeng Building, you can indulge the depression in your heart, shout and sing loudly, the girls in Dongfeng Building will be carefully accompanied, and it is inevitable to be taken advantage of a little bit of oil, but staying overnight is never allowed.

Halfway through, the guests were sent back by their own servants more than an hour ago, or sent by the guards of the Dongfeng Tower. In short, this kind of timely clearance regulations, Dongfeng Building has been implemented for several years, and all regular customers can understand and agree. There are pros and cons to this kind of regulation, but reasonable people who are not playthings can see from this kind of regulation that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Shi Yi walked out of his room in the dark, and outside the house was the courtyard behind Dongfeng Building.

In order to prevent fires at night, the lights throughout the building have been extinguished. The bamboo building in the large pool in the backyard is not lit by the Oiran, but because it is hollowed out, the hanging light yarn and tassels gently ripple in the night breeze, and can also show a little bit of elegance in the moonlight.

At this time, Dongfeng Tower only has a permanent lamp at the gate and the back door, which is fixed to the gate by a solid metal lampshade, emitting a faint light.

For Shi Yi, it is better to have this little light. Pure moonlight is more conducive to his vision at night. Shi Yi took out a cow tendon rope slingshot from his arms, glanced at the ever-bright light at the back door, squeezed his eyebrows, and then turned, and shot out stones almost straight in one direction above his head.

The pebbles that shot out quickly fell back,

Then another stone fell, but behind this stone, there was a rope.

Seeing that the stone tied to the rope fell, Shi Yi did not immediately step forward to pick it up, but took a few steps back and shrank in the shadow of the corner.

After listening quietly for a moment, and making sure that no Wu Wei in the building had noticed it, he quickly dodged out. Untying the stone tied to one end of the rope and putting it into his arms along with the slingshot, Shi Yi turned into a snake along the vine, and climbed up with the rope against the relatively flat wall at the back of the Dongfeng Tower.