"Reporting to the son, Shi Geng went to the 'Piaoxiangxiang' wine shop in the north of the Confucius Temple, and entered the door in the name of buying wine." Said a man who was unremarkably dressed and had no features in appearance.

"It's the style of these assassins, you go down and rest."

After a while, another person of the same type but with different outfits came in and said, "Report to the son, after Shi Geng arrived at the 'Piaoxiangxiang' wine shop, he used the incision to connect with the money shopkeeper of the wine shop." ”

"These people are really cautious, and they don't seem to be looking for the wrong person. Go down and rest. ”

Not long after, another person came in and said, "Report to the son, Shi Geng came out with a jar of wine after staying in the 'Piaoxiangxiang' wine shop for half a pillar of incense, and he walked back, didn't go anywhere else and didn't see anyone else." ”

Sure enough, there was a burst of laughter at the back door: "Old Shi, what are you doing running out at night?" Why did you come back with a jar of wine? ”

"Stayed there for too long, hungry...... You don't understand, you can only buy something to satisfy your cravings. ”

"This is fun, you are guarding Jinshan to find Jinshan, who doesn't know that the entire Jiangning and even the Tang Kingdom, just look at the best wine in Jianglou, and you still go out to buy it? Could it be ......"

Shi Geng coughed twice and said: "Who doesn't know that the wine in Wangjianglou is expensive, and who doesn't know the good wine of the sprinkled family, how can they have the money to buy that 'drunken life and dream death'?" ”

"In this case, I originally went to Brother Feng and asked for a small jar of wine to comfort you, but now that you have wine, it seems that you have saved a jar of wine."

"Oh, you said it earlier!" Shi Geng put down the jar of wine in his hand and said in a low voice: "Actually, the Sprinkle family knows that the Sprinkle family actually went to a place where men want to go, but they are embarrassed to say that they take a jar of wine to cover it." Let's go, let's go, go get a bowl of ......"

Martin suddenly said loudly and in a teasing tone: "Oh, Lao Shi, you said that you went to a place where men want to go, could it be ......"

"You be quiet, save some face for your brother, it's so late, there are still children in the building!"

"What do you think, I want to say that you went to the casino, why are you in a hurry?"

"You, you, just drink, drink!"

Another person came to Zhen Feng's study: "Report to the son, the shopkeeper of the 'Piaoxiangxiang' wine shop also changed his clothes and came out of the side door after Shi Geng left, and went to the Qinhuai River. ”

"Okay, let's see the next one, you can go down and rest."

When it was time to harvest, Zhen Feng's palms were a little sweaty. Obviously, Shi Geng and Wei Ruan are not the same force, so using Shi Geng's news to dig out the forces behind him is Zhen Feng's first step of thinking, and then he uses that piece of paper and Ruan Mianmian to attract the forces behind Shi Geng to attack and annihilate them in one fell swoop.

Before setting up this game, after he obtained Xiao Yan's consent, he went to Chen Qiao and told him his thoughts, and the two hit it off, and set up a good show of "Heroes will play Shi Geng". Martin and Jiang Linxian's task is to persuade them to surrender and let Ruan Mianmian and others cooperate in the starring.

Everything went very smoothly, and Shi Geng was really the same rough and delicate Shi Geng on the surface, and he quickly took the bait. Even if so many talented people were arranged to follow him, he didn't find out, and he was still looking for a reason to hide it.

Wait for one more person to know the base of the mastermind behind the scenes, and maybe wait for two more people to know the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Then, reality tells us that happiness begets sorrow. The news that came was that the shopkeeper of the 'Piaoxiangxiang' wine shop was lost on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

The same was true of the person who came back to report the news, but he searched around the neighborhood and finally found the clothes and hat worn by the shopkeeper in an alley, and he must have taken off his coat and changed his clothes and left somewhere else.

The clue is broken. Now the scope of the base area behind the scenes can only be drawn on the banks of the Qinhuai River, but it is very large and mixed, and it is possible to just take advantage of the road.

Zhen Feng was very irritable. Seeing that the night was getting deeper and deeper, and the bustling hustle and bustle on the banks of the Qinhuai River was gradually subdued, he didn't know if the next second step layout could be as he wished, and things were a little out of control.

He needed to think alone in the cold, and he also wanted to see how the new pear orchard was prepared, so he went out thinking as he walked.

Zhen Feng walked and walked, and suddenly found that he had walked to the place where he had encountered an ambush last night, everything around him was pitch black, and only the faint moonlight made everything look three-dimensional. He remembered the unexpected encounter last night, the gentleness of holding hands in that scene, the fragrance in the dry well, the elasticity of the "fierce" touch, the coquettish "fool", and most importantly, the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat of the two.

Before he knew it, he had walked into the alley where he had fled last night, and there was no trace of it, as if nothing had happened last night. After tossing and turning, we reached the door of the house with the dry well, and only the new traces of climbing on the wall proved that something had happened last night.

Zhen Feng climbed the wall again and sat on the wall looking at the moon in the sky. This cold enveloped him, his mind was calmed down a little, and the complicated anti-Song chess game in front of him spread out in front of him: Wei Ruan dug the corners of the Tang State with private salt and corrupted the officials, which was too obvious, this was the next policy, and now it has been destroyed by himself and almost completely eradicated; The little elder used Buddhism to favor Li Yu, eroded the spirit, and then dragged down the Tang Dynasty with Daxing Lanruo, which was the best policy; But what about Shi Geng, which side of the force does he belong to, as well as the short-lived army and Fan Ruoshui in Jiangzhou, who are they controlling, is it the little elder, or Wei Ruan, or is there anyone else?

To deal with the little elder, Zhen Feng already has some planning, but the little elder is already a clear card, so there is no need to worry. Only Shi Geng's back is still in the dark, and it must be pulled out first, otherwise the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to prevent. If you don't get it first, it depends on what kind of fish the bait can catch, and this side needs to be strengthened.

When he thought of "fish", his mind split, and he remembered the two fish without water in the dry well last night, no wonder he didn't even leave his name, because he couldn't live long without water.

Zhen Feng looked at the bright moon blowing the cold wind, and there was a melancholy in his heart that he couldn't see each other, the two of them were close to the end of the world, but they were in Jiangning but they were thousands of miles apart, and they wanted to sing a song but felt that they were elegant and abrupt at this time, and they still needed a song to reflect the bright moon and thoughts, and he couldn't help but hum with the tune of "Butterfly Loves Flowers": "The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away." Mingyue does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates Zhu Hu. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send color notes and rulers, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are? ”

"Why are you here?" An exclamation pulled him back, whether it was a familiar and unfamiliar voice, or that feeling that was both heart-pounding and daunting.

Zhen Feng secretly screamed badly, he looked up at the sky for too long, and his neck was a little stuck. It's too embarrassing, his image must be very much like the pet of Erlang God at this moment.