At dusk, rows of red lanterns were hung on the street, carriages were parked in front of the door of Zhang's mansion, and officials who were not common on weekdays walked down from the carriages and entered the banquet hall of Zhang's mansion with the guidance of the maids.

Wei Xingsheng got out of the carriage, a noble person visited today, his father told him to behave well, the noble little boy has been familiar with the rules of officialdom since he was a child, and he has a faint guess in his heart.

If you are not a real nobleman, what can attract these wine bags and rice bags to gather together.

Zhang Yuancheng greeted him at the door, saw Wei Xingsheng, and hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down, with a flattering smile on his face: "Ouch, what kind of wind is blowing today, it actually blew Wei Gongzi here, this mansion is very honored." ”

Wei Xingsheng also had a hypocritical smile on his face: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Governor Zhang serves the country, does his best, and is really hard." ”

"Hey, Lord Wei didn't come today?" "My father's affairs are heavy, and I really can't leave, so my little nephew will do it for me."

"That's that, Prime Minister Wei Cheng is virtuous, for the country and the people, and he is a model for us."

The two talked and laughed and walked into the house.

In the midst of the staggering, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes walked in, and behind him, there was a young man with an extraordinary bearing, the two of them talked and laughed, and walked into the hall.

Immediately, some officials noticed that they knelt down in a large area: "The ministers have seen the saint, long live the saint, long live the saint." ”

The middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Zhong Aiqing is flat, I am on patrol this time, and everything is low-key." ”

Everyone said yes again and again, and after greetings, they sat down in the banquet one after another.

Halfway through the banquet, a new team of dancers came forward, Wei Xingsheng casually enjoyed the singing and dancing, and all he thought about was the girl in the daytime.

Li Feixue, there is no lady in Beijing who is called this name, but she has a good temperament, she is not like an ordinary girl, is she the daughter of a businessman?

Just thinking about it, the woman who led the dance stepped forward and twisted her waist around him bewitchingly, Wei Xingsheng hurriedly dodged and arched her hand at the beautiful dancer begging for mercy.

The woman covered her lips and chuckled, letting him go.

The dancer continued to spin, swaying between the crowds, her waist swinging, her body red veil hazy, approaching Zhang Yuancheng, she picked up the wine jug on the table, and poured wine for him.

The lights were dim, and the thin blade on the beauty's waist was covered with frost.

In the busy market, Zhao Qingnian came to a stall and picked up a fox mask, and the vendor saw that there was a business coming to the door, and hurriedly greeted: "Girl, good eyes, this mask is the best one that has been sold recently, and there is only this one left on the stall!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingnian put down the fox mask in his hand, and instead picked up another fierce lion mask, and gestured to his face: "What about this?" ”

The hawker's enthusiasm is undiminished: "The girl looks good, she looks good in any mask!" Zhao Qingnian took out the silver and handed it to him: "Then this one." ”

Taking advantage of the hawker's search for money, she asked quietly, "Stallholder, have you been here for a long time?" ”

The peddler was willing to say a few more words to such a beautiful girl, so he responded: "Hey, me, it doesn't take long, and I've been here for more than ten years." ”

"It's been so long, isn't the stall owner already very familiar with Ning'an City."

"That's right, we've been everywhere we walked."

So very good, she said: "The stall owner has been rooted in Ning'an City for a long time, have you ever heard of Tingfeng Pavilion? ”

"This... It's a little familiar, but when it comes to this, it's still those people in the rivers and lakes who know best, and the girl might as well ask someone else. ”

Zhao Qingnian wanted to ask something else, but there were people coming over from the stall, and the vendor hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, but he didn't come up with anything useful, Zhao Qingnian stopped talking and left the stall.

The other side.

The palatial Zhang Mansion was in chaos at the moment, Lord Zhang was assassinated on the spot in front of the saint, the killer also tried to kill the mouth, the officials were panicked, and at the critical moment, the Seven Princes bravely escorted him, and he was missing.

The housekeeper, who was frightened by this incident, led the guards to find the unconscious Banzai Ye under a table, and hurriedly placed the person on the bed, and announced the imperial doctor to take the pulse.

The officials were mixed, you said, I said, to clear their suspicions, and for a while, the people who escaped death left behind the Seventh Prince, who was alone to lead away the killer.

Zhao Qingnian was walking along the alley about to go around another street, and when he walked to the middle of the alley, he keenly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

She didn't want to cause trouble, so she turned around and left.

A man's low cry for help came from behind him: "Your Excellency! Your Excellency! She turned a deaf ear and walked faster.

"I'm a member of the royal family! If your Excellency will help me out, I am willing to grant any of your wishes! The man muffled his voice and shouted at her eagerly.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingnian hesitated to stop, weighing the pros and cons in her heart, but there was the sound of her familiar toes flying over the tiles from above.

It's too late! Zhao Qingnian pulled his legs and left, and a dagger fell from above, standing straight on the stone slab at a finger's distance from the tip of her shoe.

The tail of the dagger quivered, touching the tip of her shoe. Zhao Qingnian stopped, knowing that he couldn't walk today.

This person is clearly provocative, and when she encounters such a scene, she will definitely not let her go.

A group of men in black jumped down from the rooftop, landed next to her like dumplings, and surrounded her in the blink of an eye.

The head of the person had a cold look in his eyes, without a little pity for the jade, and looked at her as if he was looking at a dead person.

It stands to reason that she is good enough to deal with a group of killers, but this group of men in black is even more powerful than she thought.

The killers in night clothes rushed towards her like a black cloud, Zhao Qingnian was in a hurry, outnumbered, seeing that the situation was not good, she urged her spiritual power, and the light like broken stars was dotted with stars, condensing into a guqin in her arms.

She held the piano in one hand and stroked it sharply with the other, and after a while, she lay down on the ground.

The leader spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist, fell to the ground and stared at her unwillingly, Zhao Qingnian's face was expressionless, his fingers flicked the strings, and another strong qi flew out, completely burying his life.

The shattered star-like glow spread out of her arms again, and she turned her head to face the dark corner in front of her: "It's settled, come out." ”

Inside today's Changle Fang, the atmosphere is obviously much more serious.

Yuan Qi was bored with his chin and counted the ledger, and there were two rows of heads of each branch cabinet with a respectful posture standing underneath.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Qi lightly dropped the last account book: "Zhang Yuancheng's things have dragged on for two months, have you arranged for someone to ask?" ”

A young man took two steps forward: "Back to the pavilion master, Zhang Yuancheng asked for a one-month extension on the grounds of adding one percent more to the number a month ago. ”

Yuan Qi said slowly: "He has a heart." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the nervous young man and waved his hand: "Then give him two more months." ”

"Yes."

There was a knock on the door, and then, Changyuan's voice sounded outside the door: "Pavilion master, my subordinates have something important to report." ”

Everyone retreated one after another, Yuan Qi saw that there was no one in the house, so he hurriedly poured a sip of tea and went down to his stomach, pretending to look at the account book for so long, and he was thirsty to death.

Changyuan hurriedly stepped forward: "Pavilion master, Zhang Yuancheng is dead." ”

Poof——!

Yuan Qi squirted out as soon as he took a sip of tea into his throat: "You-" Before the words were finished, there was another series of violent coughs, which finally calmed down, and Yuan Qi adjusted his breathing: "Zhang Yuancheng is dead?" ”

Changyuan nodded solemnly: "I was assassinated in the official residence yesterday." ”

"Who did it?"

He said in a low voice: "The perpetrator has no hidden thoughts, and according to our secret investigation, all kinds of evidence point to Taichu. ”

Thinking of the large amount of white silver flying away like this, Yuan Qi's heart was like a knife.

The Yan Zhao, didn't he just calculate him, and he directly lost a big fat sheep!

Yuan Qi slapped his palm on the table, gritted his teeth and said: "Look at where Yan Zhao is now, the master of this pavilion is going to meet him to see what kind of ability he has to reach the heavens, and dare to provoke the Tingfeng Pavilion!" ”

"Subordinates obey." Nagaki received the order and hurriedly retreated.