Walking out of the palace, Ren Zhen was not in a relaxed mood.

He had expected the negotiations to be a mix of heated arguments, cold reprimands, and complicated negotiations. Correspondingly, he will face the danger of Long Yan's wrath and walk on thin ice.

However, the empress was tepid and showed patience. From beginning to end, she listened carefully, and did not pay attention to the dispute of interest in the salary, let alone show any obvious attitude.

What she wants to know most is Ren Zhen.

No one likes to be constantly tempted by others, especially when the other party still has the power of life and death.

Ren really hates this feeling. After talking too much, you will feel lost and empty.

Walking on the dark road, watching the dim lanterns swaying with his steps, he calmly and even indifferently reflected on the situation tonight, and then realized that he had found nothing.

"Although she didn't bargain and asked for more money, it was my money, so I couldn't be happy......"

Only with power can you be invincible in the game. The empress didn't do anything, not even make an empty promise, so he had to show his position in order to win her support.

And he didn't get anything, except for the unexpected discovery, he still overestimated her appearance.

After all, he was interviewing for a job and trying to find a way to cater to his boss's wishes, so what else could he do?

After talking about the river and spitting Chen, he thought that the empress should borrow the donkey from the slope to make a decision and use the steps he had paved to change her mind.

However, when he saw Yuan Benxi outside the palace just now, he realized that the empress's mind was still calm.

At least on the bright side, her sense of the current crisis has not yet reached the point of anxiety as she expected, and she is eager to change the status quo. If not, the situation is clear at a glance, so why bother again?

At this time, he couldn't help but be glad that he had the foresight to write the letter to Yuan Benxi, and explained the plan and inventory in advance, which could be regarded as showing some sincerity. As for what kind of outcome the pair of monarchs and ministers can discuss, it is no longer up to him.

Now, he has no choice but to go home first and wait for good news.

"They are all fox spirits who have been practicing for thousands of years, and they are really difficult to deal with......"

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly remembered the ghost stories in "Liao Zhai" in his previous life, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, so he shrunk his neck and strode towards Fushui Ju.

The streets were empty and gloomy, filled with a thick morning mist, and the end was looming, and it was impossible to see real.

Ren Zhen had just walked halfway and suddenly stopped, staring at the front, cold sweat on his forehead.

A slender figure floated out of the fog, like a ghost, silently, blocking his way.

It was a woman, her clothes fluttering.

In the darkness, I couldn't see her face and outfit clearly. If Ren Zhen had come closer, he would have seen that her face was covered with a light purple veil, and she didn't want to show her true face.

"Congratulations to the owner, it seems that he has been promoted and made a fortune......"

The woman's voice was cold, and her laughter was undisguised with contempt.

When Ren Zhen heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his thoughts raced in his mind. Through this ridicule, he quickly figured out a lot of things, and realized that a catastrophe might be coming.

In one word, his identity is revealed, this woman should also be a secret agent of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and she knows his whereabouts well. And what she said about "getting promoted and getting rich" obviously refers to the confiscation of donations tonight.

The shortage of military salaries in the Northern Tang Dynasty was a major crisis, which would directly affect the war situation between the North and the South. At this time, Ren Zhen donated a large amount of cash to alleviate the urgent need, which was a great thing for Beitang.

However, in the eyes of the hostile Southern Jin Dynasty, Ren Zhen, as the owner of the embroidery workshop, offered silver to Cheng, which was tantamount to treason.

This woman appeared, most likely to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt and eradicate Ren Zhen, a traitor.

Ren Zhen subconsciously took a step back, sensing the deep aura on the woman's body, knowing that she was not her opponent, and she couldn't fight hard by force, so she had to choose to maneuver and try to avoid head-on conflict.

What do you mean by that? In the middle of the night, why did you stop Cai? ”

The woman stood in place, stuck the long sword in her hand on the ground, and sneered: "Lord Fang, there is no need to act. Although we haven't met, I've heard of your disguised supernatural powers. The first disciple of the Sword Master is fake, how can the little gentleman who took him in be real? ”

At tonight's auction, the fake Ren Zhen appeared as the head disciple of the Sword Saint, claiming that all the Sword Sutras were given to him by the Sword Saint after returning to the north.

However, a very small number of people in the Southern Jin Dynasty knew that the sword saint who returned to the north was fake, pretended by the owner of the embroidery shop, and it was impossible to be seriously injured and ask for help, let alone give the sword reward.

The rhetoric of fake Ren Zhen not only can't deceive the insiders of the Southern Jin Dynasty, but will make them see clearly that the mastermind behind tonight's auction is not Cai Jiushi, but their owner.

From this, it can be launched, and Mr. Cai Jiushi is also one of Ren Zhen's faces.

Therefore, the woman stayed on Ren Zhen's way home and waited for his arrival.

Ren Zhen sighed, knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, and said with a wry smile: "To know my whereabouts, the girl is by no means an ordinary person." Who are you? ”

The woman stretched out her hand, picked up the lilac sword spike, and said absentmindedly: "Purple clothes, Yuan Duxiu." ”

Ren Zhen's body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The person in front of him turned out to be the head of the purple-clothed cat that he had never met!

Yuan Ziyi stepped forward, did not pull out the long sword on the ground, and approached Ren Zhen step by step, "I am only dispatched by His Majesty, not by the order of the owner." I think you should be able to understand that my mission in Chang'an is to monitor your every move. ”

The majesty in her mouth is naturally the guide Jin Wu Emperor Chen Xuanba.

Ren Zhen nodded, rubbed his slightly white knuckles, and said, "Yes, Your Majesty is hiding it from me, which is enough to show that he doesn't trust me." In this case, the cat head appeared in person, presumably because he was not satisfied with my performance? Please advise! ”

Among them, he knew it well. He had to pretend to be confused, because his most trusted Gu Haitang and Feng Wutang people had no time to come at this moment and were carrying out his assassination mission in another street and alley.

Who would have thought that at the same moment, their owner was assassinated.

Yuan Ziyi looked at him and said with a smile: "I heard that the owner is not only extremely smart, but also proficient in pretending to be confused, and now it seems that it is indeed true." You fanfare and raise a large amount of military salaries for the Northern Tang Dynasty, aren't you afraid of provoking Your Majesty's anger? ”

Ren Zhen suddenly realized, "It turned out to be for this!" ”

Yuan Ziyi sneered.

Ren Zhen frowned bitterly, and said helplessly: "Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, do you think I am an idiot, and I am willing to give away the silver of the white flowers?" No way, if I don't take the initiative to donate a little, they will definitely raid my home and confiscate it all! ”

Yuan Ziyi said coldly: "You shouldn't have held an auction in the first place!" ”

Let those famous families get a powerful sword scripture, and use it on the battlefield of the two dynasties in the future, it will also be a huge threat to the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Ren Zhen couldn't cry or laugh, "I'm so poor that I eat soil, but you reward me with some money to spend!" ”

8)