Cao Miao squinted at the dragon tower, her body relaxed, but she quietly adjusted her posture and prepared for the battle.

If Long Lou drew his sword, he wouldn't mind killing Long Lou.

An assassin who can't see the situation clearly is an unqualified assassin, and it is useless to keep it. With his current status, killing a former gold medal assassin who broke into the courtyard is justified, and he doesn't even need to find an excuse, maybe he can splash some people with a little dirty water.

Long Lou didn't dare to draw his sword after all. Although he couldn't feel Cao Miao's killing intent, he couldn't ignore Ah Hu's existence. He believed that this time, no matter what tricks he used, Ah Hu would not let him have a chance to leave alive.

"Is there any other way?"

"Yes." Cao Miao smiled brightly. "I'll give you a task. After you're done, I'll help you get your name right. ”

"How do you get your name right?"

"The battle of Luoshui is a good way for you and me to discuss, in order to lure the king out of the hole, it is deliberately so."

Long Lou's eyes lit up, but he was still a little hesitant. "But I was commissioned by Wang Ji ......"

Cao Miao interrupted him. "You are inflamed with righteous indignation, and you are not ashamed to be a king."

Long Lou blinked his eyes for a long time, but finally his heart was moved. This is the only way to wash away his shame. He swallowed, squeezing his composure. "What kind of mission does the prince have?"

"You can rest assured, I won't let you kill." Cao Miao glanced at Long Lou with disdain. "I want you to check the background of the head of the Ren family and the Ma Shang surnamed Ren, and see who else is behind them. In addition, inquire about Ren Hongchang again. It's not difficult to ask a few people, right? ”

Long Lou felt very ashamed, and had the heart to refuse, but he couldn't open his mouth, and only after a while did he respond: "Oh." ”

Cao Miao beckoned, asked Qingtao to take thirty gold, and threw it in front of Longlou. "That's three months' expenses. After three months, if you haven't found any useful news, you don't have to see me, and you can leave Luoyang by yourself. ”

Long Lou's face was flushed, he took the package, saluted, and ran away.

Looking at the disappearing back of the Dragon Tower, Cao Miao crooked her mouth and smiled a little proudly.

Gold Assassin? From now on, you will be my gold medal lackey. No matter how far you run, the leash is in my hands.

——

Sima Shi grabbed the edge of the bed and sat up slowly.

Sima Zhao stepped forward and supported Sima Shi, but his eyes were a little suspicious. Ten days ago, Sima Shi was injured by Cao Miao's fall and returned to the house in a carriage, and Sima Shi was bedridden. I invited many famous doctors to diagnose it, but there was no good way, and they all said that it would take 100 days to break the muscles and bones, and they could only recuperate slowly.

But Sima couldn't wait for this hundred days. The edict of Sima Yi to become a lieutenant has been issued, and it can be sent to Xiangyang in two or three days at most, even if it takes a little time for Sima Yi to hand over the military power, it cannot be delayed too far, and he will inevitably set off to return to Beijing within a month, and he will return to Luoyang before the middle of next month.

During this period, they needed someone to be by the side of the Son of Heaven and grasp the dynamics of the imperial court. The third uncle, Sima Fu, was reprimanded by the Son of Heaven, and he couldn't act rashly at the moment, and Sima Shi, the new freelancer squire, was originally the most suitable candidate. I never thought that Sima Shi was injured by Cao Miao and had to recuperate for 100 days.

"There's news from the palace?" Sima Shi saw Sima Zhao's eyes clearly, but he couldn't speak, and his mood was indescribably anxious. He knew that many people did not believe in his injuries, including his wife Xiahou Hui and younger brother Sima Zhao, and even his mother and sister had expressed similar suspicions, which made him extremely depressed.

Sometimes, even he wonders if he is making a big fuss and scaring himself, but it is not that serious.

Sima Zhao said cautiously: "Your Majesty heard that Brother Ah was injured, so he issued a special decree and granted three months of sick leave, so that Brother Ah can recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind. ”

Sima Shi smiled bitterly. Of course the Son of Heaven is happy, and it is best that he will continue to be sick and never recover.

"What kind of punishment did you have for Cao Miao?"

Sima Zhao blinked, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head. "I haven't heard of it. He's a patient......"

"Alas—" Sima Shi let out a long sigh, feeling that his head hurt even more. He decided that after recovering from his injury, he must have a fight with Cao Miao and let Cao Miao lie in bed for three months. What's the matter, he's a patient, so he can hurt people casually, or does he sneak attack from behind?

The most hateful thing is that it was obviously him who attacked others, but he still complained to Princess Deyang as if he had been greatly wronged.

As soon as he remembered Cao Miao's ugly state of crying in front of Princess Deyang, Sima Shi was speechless.

"Where's your sister-in-law?"

"In the side yard." Sima Zhao thought for a while, and then said: "Ah Guo said that in the past few days, my sister-in-law's mood seems to be a little wrong. ”

Sima Shi frowned. "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell. It just feels ...... There are fewer words, as if there is something on the mind. Ah Guo asked her, and she didn't say. ”

"I see." Sima Shiqiang pressed his displeasure in his heart and responded. Although he was injured by Cao Miao at that time, he still heard something. Xiahou Hui probably listened to it, and he was afraid in his heart. Xiahou Hui is a smart person, he has been a husband and wife with him for several years, and he is clear about his character, and he knows what Cao Miao did.

Speaking from the heart, he also agreed with what Cao Miao said. If it really goes that far, Xiahou Hui will become a trouble, and it will inevitably be eliminated.

The question is, Cao Miao is a madman who has never been in contact with him before, how does he know his character?

Sima Shi thought about it and felt that the problem might be with Xiahou Xuan. Xiahou Xuan and himself are both close friends and in-laws, and they come and go frequently. He knows more about himself than anyone else. If he said something in front of Cao Miao, it was not completely impossible to wake up Xiahou Hui through Cao Miao's mouth.

Thinking about it carefully, this time my father was passive and let Lu Xun go east, which was a major mistake.

The intention is too obvious, revealing the traces, and making people grasp the handle.

But what can we do otherwise? Could it be that the Son of Heaven was allowed to change the last order of the first emperor, drive the four auxiliary ministers out of the center, and make the cadres arbitrary? Or watch Cao Xiu, that idiot, cater to the Son of Heaven's mind and make contributions to Wu?

Sima Shi thought for a long time, took Sima Zhao's arm, slowly stood up, and walked towards the side courtyard where Xiahou Hui lived. The situation is urgent, he is injured, he can't go out of the house, find someone to discuss countermeasures, and he needs Xiahou Hui's advice very much.

Xiahou Hui was sitting alone in the courtyard, and when he saw Sima Shi being helped in by Sima Zhao, he hurriedly got up to greet him. She took Sima Shi from Sima Zhao and asked him to take a seat in the hall. Sima Shi explained the intention. The Son of Heaven has issued an edict to transfer his father Sima Yi from a hussar general to a lieutenant, and to record the affairs of the book. Rewarding for no success is obviously not a normal promotion, how to deal with it.

Xiahou Hui met Sima Shi's gaze and said lightly: "Husband, my uncle is fifty this year, and he is a very good minister, why not?" However, the husband is young, and it is the time to make contributions, so he can't rely on his illness to maintain his fame, and he missed this great opportunity. ”

The more Sima Shi listened, the more angry he became. "You think I'm faking my illness?"