Tang Jingruo didn't take today's assassination to heart at all. He has encountered too many such things, and there are too many people who want his life.

"Nine times out of ten, it is the remnants of the suppressed rebels in a small border country. My men have gone after it. ”

The imperial city is not like the border pass, although it is calm on the surface, but there are many people with ill intentions, if it is just the remnants of the rebels, how can they make trouble in the imperial city, Song Yiyao saw that he was full of indifference and did not hesitate to die, and was secretly annoyed in his heart, and persuaded:

"After all, it is a matter of your safety, little marquis, now that the assassin has not been caught, there must be an accomplice to respond to him if he can escape so quickly, please be more careful in the future."

Tang Jingruo has been on the battlefield for a long time, how could he not dodge the first arrow of today's sneak attack. But he was clearly not moving at that time, and his life was not over but he had the will to die. What is the reason for this great general?

Tang Shao knew that Daohua Zhenren's apprentice was not simple, and he just followed Daohua Zhenren's will and let him sharpen his temper in Qintianjian. Adapt to the court of this intrigue.

Now the stakes are very high, and it has nothing to do with any party, only Song Yiyao.

"Jing Ruo, what Song Aiqing said is right, you have to be careful, this person assassinated the Marquis to provoke the emperor's authority, it is really a great crime! Find out about the remnants and their plots!

Song Aiqing, I order you to privately protect the Marquis of Mingyuan to investigate this matter thoroughly! Be sure to catch the assassin! Serve the remnants of the remnants of the party! ”

wanted to push this trouble on her, but it wasn't the time to send her to Qin Tianjian with a wave of his big hand according to Master's wishes.

Song Yiyao's expression was natural and innocent, pretending not to understand:

"Your Majesty, the Qintianjian to which Weichen belongs is just a five-grade supervisor. Observe the celestial phenomena and determine the calendar. Measuring good fortune and evil, these are the responsibilities of Weichen. But this investigation of the assassination should be the business of the criminal department, right? ”

Tang Shao was angry with his appearance, pointed at Song Yiyao and said:

"Don't be foolish, I haven't asked you about this morning! Just write four words and try to fool me! That's how your master taught you? ”

"Your Majesty, Weichen just reported it truthfully according to the celestial phenomena. That's what she taught, Master, don't you believe it, go ask her? ”

Song Yiyao didn't expect Tang Shao to carry her master out, but she didn't admit it, and Tang Shao couldn't do anything about her. After all, Daohua is really traveling, and it is good to be able to come back once in three or five years.

"You should be a secret messenger, and you will be rewarded for catching the assassin! What do you ask for then?"

Before Tang Shao finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pump his mouth.

However, Song Yiyao would not give him this chance to regret it, she immediately kowtowed and said:

"Wechen wants to be transferred and promoted! I heard that Lord Qin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, is going to sue the old man and return to his hometown. ”

I want to be the secretary of the criminal department when I open my mouth! Now the ambitions of officials are so open-minded?

A positive five-grade opens his mouth to be a positive one-product, which really does not violate his own perception of his boldness!

Tang Shao secretly complained in his heart, snorted coldly, threw the fold in his hand to Yi Yao, and said:

"You're well-informed! But it's still a step too late, and this won't work for the time being. I'm going to mention Zuo Shilang, besides, promotion depends on seniority! How many years have you only been in court? ”

Song Yiyao originally wanted to wait for the waiter to be promoted, and there was a vacancy in Shangshu, so he could get himself a waiter in the criminal department. I also don't have to listen to those unjust souls complaining every day, but I can't help.

Song Yiyao, who didn't know what the emperor had made up in his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and he remembered one more thing, seized this opportunity, and immediately said:

"Then please give me the empty house in the east of the city opposite Li Cheng. My house is in the west of the city, too far from the palace. Weichen has to get up more than an hour earlier than other adults every day. ”

Song Yiyao, who thought this was also delusional, was already preparing the third proposal.

Who knew that Tang Shao listened to Song Yiyao's request and immediately agreed without thinking. As if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Song Yiyao reacted and knelt down numbly to thank him. The originally bright voice was a little hoarse, like an inexplicable choked voice.

"Emperor Xie, Weichen must do his best to arrest the assassin!"

Tang Shao, who always felt that something was wrong, didn't remember until he was reading at night that Li Cheng in the east of the city was clearly the old mansion of Loei. It's just that Chrysostom said that it was too late to regret it.

Tang Jingruo, who also reacted a step late, silently handed over the fold and talisman that had been written a long time ago. Hurriedly retired.

He walked out of the palace gate quickly, caught up with Song Yiyao, who was one step ahead, and said with a smile:

"If Lord Song lacks a place to live, there is still a house in my Hou Ye's Mansion, which is closer to the palace. In order to thank Lord Song for saving his life today, how about giving it to Lord Song? ”

Song Yiyao didn't expect Tang Jingruo to propose like this, guessing his purpose in his heart, but said with a smile on his face:

"I understand the kindness of the little marquis, but I am a petty official, and I am already walking on thin ice above the court, so I still don't affect the little marquis."

A person who is cautious as walking on thin ice dares to open his mouth to ask for the ruins of the old house in Loei that everyone avoids?

Tang Jingruo accepted the smirk that could be seen by a fool, returned to his previous indifference, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why do you have to want that house in Loei?"

It's a ridiculous question, which house do you want to get in his way?

Song Yiyao raised his head and carefully looked at the odd-tempered Marquis of Mingyuan. As if trying to see what was going on in his heart.

The inky black eyes seem to be bottomless, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyelashes are slender, and the angular jaw adds a bit of fortitude to this near-perfect face.

is obviously a person who has been at the border for five years and has fought a lot of battles, but he still has an elegant bookish anger, strange and familiar.

accidentally looked at his face and was stunned, and Song Yiyao, who was annoyed, asked retaliately:

"Why don't you dodge the stabbing arrow?"

Tang Jingruo's throat moved, and he wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason. He heard the sound of the bow being drawn, and heard the feathered arrow coming through the air, but stopped there. Why not move, the emotions are full of emotions, and finally converge into annoyance, shame, anger, and strong words.

"Which eye of yours saw that Ben Hou didn't hide!"

Both eyes saw it, Song Yiyao secretly said a word in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it explicitly. Some things are just a matter of pointing.

"The affairs of the little marquis are not in the hands of the ministers. Weichen's affairs can't be taken care of by the little marquis. ”

Song Yiyao raised his head and stared at Tang Jingruo, full of provocation. She didn't know what Tang Jingruo had to do with the Li Mansion, but she didn't believe in this little marquis.

Tang Jingruo frowned, not because of his sarcasm, but because he suddenly thought of someone when he looked at the provocation and stubbornness on his face. What's more, they look so similar. He pressed Song Yiyao's shoulder and asked in a deep voice:

"Song Yiyao, who are you?"

Song Yiyao chuckled lightly, seeing that the state of the person in front of him was not quite right.

"Who the hell am I? Little Hou Ye, your question is really ridiculous. Who can I be, I am Song Yiyao. It's the little marquis, who do you think of me? ”

Looking at each other for a long time, Tang Jingruo took the lead in admitting defeat.

"I'm sorry. It was my rudeness. ”

He came back to his senses and let go of his hand in apology.

What a weirdo. Song Yiyao rubbed his shoulder. Tang Jingruo's handsome and deep eyebrows and eyes had something she couldn't understand. I don't understand it, and I don't bother to look at it. They're not familiar with them anyway.

He turned away, his back lonely like a lost bird.

Looking at the back of Tang Jingruo leaving, a strange emotion emerged in Song Yiyao's heart, his face was itchy and uncomfortable, and when he reached out to touch it, he actually cried.

Who is he? For the first time, Song Yiyao had questions about his blank past.

She knew that she had grown up in the Imperial City, and she knew the streets and shops in the Imperial City.

Everything is familiar, but the memory is blank.

If the blank reaches the extreme, it is abnormal.

Song Yi said that she hit her head and was stupid. So forget a lot of things and people.

So is he also the one he forgot?

"General, there is no news from the people who sent out."

Seeing that his marquis was in a low mood, Vice General Wang reported anxiously and distressedly. It's been six years, can you still find it?

Maybe he just didn't find the right place, Tang Jingruo was silent for a long time and said:

"Send some more people, and, go and check on Song Yiyao, the chief of Qintian."

Vice General Wang stepped back in response.

"Song Yiyao?" The old butler, who had been waiting quietly on the side, felt that this name was very familiar, and said with a smile after remembering it:

"That new champion! He lives in the house to our left,"

"Too far from the palace? Scold! I knew it! Full of lies! Ill-intentioned! If East Street is still far from the palace, does he plan to live directly outside the palace gate? What does he have to do with Loei? ”

Tang Jingruo stood up directly from the chair angrily. If this man wants to mess around on the ruins of Loei, he will definitely cut him down to apologize!

The two little ghosts who wanted to come over to play when they saw the excitement here were trembling and hid in the corners of the bookshelf and the wall.

"Brother, should we go back?"

The little girl tugged at the corner of the boy's coat. The person in the room was full of evil spirits, and it was clear that he was a demon god, and he was almost scared to death.

The little boy was obviously frightened, he looked at his sister and then at the two people in the room, and decided:

"Let's listen to what they have to say before we leave! What if he is a bad guy and wants to harm Brother Song! ”

"Lord Song should be regarded as Li Xiang's nephew. He is the child of the third lady of the Guogong Mansion, the one who was born with Miss Tong Li one day and has been raised in the Song family since then. ”

The old butler pondered for a moment and said.

Tang Jingruo's anger was like being poured down by a basin of cold water. Instantly extinguished. The family education in the Guogong Mansion is very strict, and the children raised by the old Guogong and the old lady are not bad. It's just that they will have more personality, maybe I misunderstood him today?

Seeing that the little marquis was really not angry, the old housekeeper touched his beard, and he had a good impression of that Lord Song. Humble and courteous, talented, and well-versed in the Tao of Zhou. Speaking of which, he remembered one more thing.

"Before Lord Song moved over, the house next door was eerie all day long, and there were some strange and scary sounds from time to time at night. The crying of children, the sound of playing, the sound of two children talking.

Originally, it was Xue Yushi, a family old and young, all of whom were tossed and didn't look like adults! No, I made a whole deal for myself and demoted the official, and I was grateful to Dade for going to Tingyang! ”

"Maybe there are other hidden secrets, such as whose child sneaked in."

Feeling cold behind him, Tang Jingruo hurriedly interrupted the old housekeeper's words.

"Brother, brother, what he said is so scary!"

The little girl, Ghost Eleven, didn't expect to hear ghost stories if she stayed, and she trembled with fright.

The boy ghost Ah Jiu knocked on her forehead and said with a smile:

"Silly Eleven, that's what he's talking about."

The children of this neighborhood are not a group of people who are afraid of bumping into each other, how can they accidentally run in to play.

The old housekeeper did not refute the words of the little marquis, but continued to finish what he was going to say.

"Anyway, since Lord Song moved over, the whole house has been lit up, and it is not so gloomy, those strange sounds and movements have disappeared, and the Song Mansion is fine no matter how good it is."

The old butler mysteriously lowered his voice,

"It is said that there were a lot of things in it, but they were all caught by Lord Song!"

"Maybe it's for other reasons."

Tang Jingruo's tone slowed down, suppressing the trace of fear in his heart.

He had never liked things that pretended to be ghosts. But he wouldn't argue much about what the old butler said.

The old housekeeper knew his Hou Ye's temper and didn't say much, but after the little Hou Ye came back this time. When mentioning Lord Song, the mood fluctuates very much. Compared to the previous backwater, this is actually good?

The old butler was startled by his own thoughts, and happily withdrew.