Wangfu? The shopkeeper's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Mo Yuqing with a strange look in his eyes.

As we all know, Wang Taishou has only one son, Wang Yuan, who is spoiled as a pearl in the palm of his hand, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to kidnap Haiyan Xiaobawang?

Seeing that the guy refused to believe it, Mo Yuqing was so anxious that she stomped her feet and took out a folding fan from her sleeve, "You give it to the second housekeeper, he will definitely recognize it at a glance!" Human life is at stake, how dare I joke! ”

The man took the letter suspiciously, and saw that this ancient fan was luxurious and exquisite, not like a vulgar thing, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, you stay here again, and I'll go immediately." ”

He held the fan and hurried out of the inn.

His life was at stake, and he didn't have the courage to refuse, so he couldn't help but not make this trip. In case it is really Wang Gongzi who is kidnapped, he will not be rescued when he sees death, and when the time comes, it will reach the ears of Wang Fu, and whether he can leave a whole corpse is a matter of two words.

Staring at his distant back, the panic on Mo Yuqing's face suddenly dissipated. When she returned to her room, a proud smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"How's that, this girl's acting skills are very good, right?"

Through the crack in the door, Ren Zhen peeked at her performance just now, smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad." This place is not suitable for a long time, according to the plan, you hurry to another inn in the west of the city to hide. ”

Mo Yuqing nodded and said solemnly: "You must be careful, it's best not to fight with them!" ”

Ren Zhen waved her hand casually, signaling her to evacuate with confidence, while she squatted down and dragged out Wang Yuan, who was hiding under the bed.

This poor Wang Gongzi was knocked unconscious last time and was in a coma for three whole days, and now he was pulled out, with a rag in his mouth, still wailing, not knowing what kind of doom he would face next.

Ren Zhen looked at him with a smile and a gentle and harmless expression, "Yes, it still needs to be fresh!" ”

Hearing this strange sentence, Wang Yuan suddenly felt terrified, and thought that Ren Zhen was going to eat him, and writhed desperately like a fish on the board.

Ren Zhen held him down and said, "Don't get excited, your loyal second butler will come to pick you up soon." ”

Wang Yuan showed surprise and squeaked a few times, and then Ren Zhen added: "It's a pity, you didn't have the fate to see him!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped his palm on Wang Yuan's forehead.

Wang Yuan rolled his eyes, kicked his feet violently, and died like this.

Ren Zhen stood up from the ground, raised his left hand, and brushed it towards his face without hurrying or slow.

This time, the object of his disguise was no longer Wang Yuan, but the young master of the Assassin Mansion who he had met that day, Liu Zetian!

"If you want to replicate it perfectly, you have to scan the other person's face with your own hands. Although this time it is easy to look at the impression, the simulation degree is a little worse, but fortunately, it is just a photo, and it should not be a big problem! ”

He changed into Liu Zetian's appearance, stood behind the door with his waist bent, and monitored the outside through the crack in the door.

It wasn't long before there was a dense sound of footsteps downstairs, and it sounded like there were at least four or five people. Ren Zhen's head moved, "They're coming!" ”

Without further ado, he quickly pushed the door open and stepped up the stairs downstairs.

At this time, a group of people came up head-on and met right in the middle of the stairs.

The person at the head is fierce and powerful, and there is a palpitating intent between his eyebrows, it is Wang Cai, the second housekeeper of the Wang Mansion. As soon as he raised his head and looked at Ren Zhen, his expression suddenly froze.

"Liu Gongzi...... Are you here too? ”

A few days ago, when Liu Zetian brought someone to arrest Wang Yuan, they had met once, so Wang Cai recognized Liu Zetian's face at a glance.

He was secretly surprised, why was Liu Zetian also in this inn, at the scene where his young master was kidnapped, it seemed too coincidental, right?

Although he had this doubt, of course he didn't dare to stop the dignified son of the Assassin Mansion, so he respectfully turned sideways and gave way downstairs.

Ren Zhen was expressionless, and snorted coldly, "What, this store is opened by the Wang family?" Can't I come? ”

With that, he glanced haughtily at the group and walked down the stairs with his hands in his hands.

Wang Cai was condescending, staring at his back, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, "Dare to be arrogant in the Haiyan realm, you will die at my hands sooner or later!" ”

He turned around, ignoring the stubble, and walked towards the guest room at the end of the second floor.

The door was open, and the guests had left.

……

……

When Wang Cai led his people to leave Wang's mansion, he passed by Miyagi in front of the gate.

This person is over forty years old, born thin and lean, with two mustaches, a habitual lupine scarf, and a military advisor and strategist.

As a transit envoy in northern Xiangbei, Miyagi is not only a henchman of the Taishou Mansion, but also the first think tank behind the scenes, and his position in northern Hunan is very important. Whenever a major event is decided, Wang Xizhi must consult Miyagi first, which has been a practice for many years.

At this moment, he came to Wang's Mansion in response to Wang Xizhi's call to discuss important matters.

As soon as he entered the study, Miyagi was not polite, and after a simple salute, he sat on a chair and held a cup of tea, waiting for Wang Xizhi to speak.

Wang Xizhi didn't look up, still twisting the wolf's hair, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and copied a pair of calligraphy without distraction.

has been a partner for many years, and there is a tacit understanding, both of them are very patient, and there is silence in the study for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Xizhi finally put down the brush, exhaled lightly, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, and then looked at Miyagi.

"What do you think of Liu Chuanfeng's appointment?"

Miyagi took a sip of fragrant tea and said unhurriedly: "Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming." Adults are calm about this, naturally because they are just scholars, so there is no need to worry about it at all. ”

Wang Xizhi snorted, leaned over to admire his masterpiece, and said casually: "Crowd it out? Impeachment? Assassination? After all, it is a member of the Donglin Party, so I am afraid it is not so simple to deal with. ”

Miyagi blinked and replied, "Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't interfere with our grain business, let it go." What about the Donglin Party? This is our territory. ”

Wang Xizhi was silent for a moment and said, "Have you ever thought about why the imperial court insisted on sending him to smash a nail in our territory, knowing that the eastern and western parties were fighting each other and that water and fire were incompatible?" ”

"Provocation, or undercover?" Miyagi was a little careless, "My lord, please be relieved, if the Donglin Party has ill intentions, the gang of giant traitors in the capital will take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, and they will never give up the oil and water here, and they will report to us in advance." ”

Wang Xizhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light was clear, "The letter has come, it's on the table, you can see it yourself." ”

"Is there really faith?"

Miyagi was slightly surprised, obviously not expecting that this matter was more complicated than he had imagined. He picked up the secret letter on the table and read it silently, his face becoming more and more exciting.

After reading it, he muttered for a long time, unable to believe his eyes, and laughed dumbly.

"A bipartisan truce?"

"Start here in Xiangbei first?"

"Who came up with such a naïve idea?"

Wang Xizhi stretched out his hand, rubbed the handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the paper, and said faintly: "Naturally, it is His Majesty the Emperor." ”