When walking across the wooden bridge across the small alley, Wang Ning patted the water stains on his robe. In such a rainy day, the robe is actually a little obstructive to wear, and it is not as casual and light as the short battle outfit of the Jianghu warriors. After crossing the bridge, Wang Ning closed the oil-paper umbrella, bypassed a small puddle on the side of the road, stepped on the bluestone, and gradually went away.

The morning fog has not yet dissipated, and there is not much scenery to see on the Qinhuai River, and those restaurants and tea shops, and the places of Fengyue have not yet opened at this time, and this prosperous city has revealed another different kind of quietness at such a time.

Of course, Wang Ning won't take last night's incident to heart, in other words, he is a little unaccustomed to saving people, so he won't think too much about it, as for the woman's gratitude, in his opinion, it is not necessary, this time he was lucky to escape, and he may not have such luck in the future, so thinking about it, Wang Ning also blamed himself for being nosy, and he ended up restless.

The weak themselves should not be sympathized. He believed in such a thing as fate.

Wang Ning pretended to have something in his heart, and he didn't care about the scenery on the road, and when he passed by the door of the tea master, he paused and walked away.

Speaking of which, the Miss Su family who really saved his life was probably a mysterious figure, so he didn't want to deliberately get close, and the original promise of repaying the favor was put on hold for a long time.

There was not much money left after being a jade pendant, and Wang Ning estimated that he was going to leave Jiangning and go north. It is not a good thing for him to stay in a comfortable place for a long time, and to wear out his toughness, or the bitter land of the north is the right place for him to live.

In the midst of endless killing, he can forget some things only when he is happy with the sea of blood and dry bones.

Besides, since that person is dead, he will always go to the pillar of incense before the grave.

Qinglou and other places, do all the business at night, early in the morning only people come out, few people enter the door, today is a strange person, look at his dress, not like a rich man, talk also a little do not know their own pounds, but silver is a good thing after all, the bustard is also a person who sees money, immediately changed his smiling face, the famous girls in the building were called out.

Wang Ning took a sip of the teacup, and said to the bustard unhurriedly: "The girl who worked hard last night doesn't have to come out."

The old bustard smiled and nodded, "Childe is really good at hurting people!" He turned to the girls and said, "I heard it all, and I haven't thanked the son!"

As soon as the words ended, several girls owed themselves, and asked the bustard's permission to retreat.

The rest must have been too hard the night before, and his face was a little haggard.

"Whoever Childe fancies, just pick."

Wang Ning crossed her legs and looked at it seriously, "I heard that Ji Qian'er and Miss Ji in Jinfeng Mansion play the piano well and sing well, I don't know which one it is?" ”

The girls were talking to each other in the afterglow, the old bustard shook her fan, her eyes showed disdain, and she sat down opposite Wang Ning, her face was not as attentive as before, "Miss Ji is the top brand in the building, and she is not easy to see people." Saying that, he pointed at the girls, "Although they can't compare to Miss Ji, they are picked by Ren Gongzi!" ”

"Oh? Is it because you are afraid that you will not be able to afford the money? Wang Ning seemed to be smiling.

The old bustard laughed and said, "Where, where, the son said and laughed." Childe also knows that there are a lot of people holding Miss Ji in Jiangning City, and Miss Ji is not easy to meet casually......"

Wang Ning sighed, but her tone was even firmer, "Today, I want this Miss Ji!" ”

The old bustard's smile froze, "It's better not to cause trouble." ”

"Although I can't afford to provoke the one in Yongwangfu, I am still not afraid of you, old bustard."

The atmosphere on the field stiffened, and several people dressed in nursing homes surrounded them, and they fought if they didn't agree with each other.

The old bustard waved his hand to let the girls go down, and then said: "Since the prince knows that the Yongwang Mansion is behind the Jinfeng Tower, he should be more interesting." Lest you feed the fish and shrimp in the Qinhuai River in vain. ”

"Hey, I just wanted to meet that Miss Ji, but I didn't think about it that much." After that, he took out a few silver tickets and pushed them in front of the bustard.

The old bustard lowered his eyes and saw that they were all denominations of one thousand taels, his eyes lit up, but he was excited, and what he said before was heavy, there must be a process of rounding back.

"Childe has to see it?"

"I'm here to see you."

The old bustard made a deep groan, and sighed faintly after a while, "I'll help you greet first, see you or not, it's still Miss Ji who has the final say." ”

Wang Ning smiled, looking much more sincere, "Then there will be labor." ”

……

The sound of the piano is curling, winding around the beams endlessly, the sandalwood is leisurely, and the air is refreshing. At the end of the song, Wang Ning slowly opened her eyes, took a sip of the tea on the table, "No wonder so many people are sought after, I am a reckless man who doesn't know how to appreciate, even if they are so intoxicated, those self-proclaimed humorous and chic literati are crazy about it, and it makes sense." ”

Ji Qian'er was dressed in plain clothes and had never worn makeup, but she was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Hearing Wang Ning's words, Ji Qian'er said disapprerovitically: "They just look at people."

This kind of self-confidence Wang Ning can also understand, shook his head, shook off those sarcastic and sarcastic words, and continued to gossip, "It's not easy to see you. ”

Ji Qian'er was stunned, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she snorted angrily: "I don't know who climbed the window of someone in the middle of the night."

Wang Ning sighed, "I always feel that I should see you seriously." ”

Ji Qian'er had doubts in her eyes and asked, "Are you going to die?"

"Definitely...... I'm going back to the north. ”

"It's goodbye today?"

"I can't say goodbye, I'll see you again."

Ji Qian'er ignored the meaning of his words, walked over to Wang Ning, refilled the tea for him, and said sadly, "This is a good Longjing, your drinking method is really bad." ”

Wang Ning smiled, "Poor people, you don't know this. ”

Ji Qian'er sat down opposite him, her face suddenly solemnized, "You can't go back for the time being." ”

"Why?"

"You should have heard about the things in the court, right?"

"What's the matter?"

Ji Qian'er's tone lowered, "Qin Bi has already retreated, and the above means not letting him return to Jiangning!" ”

Wang Ning played with the teacup in her hand, slowly brought it to her lips, pondered for a moment, and said, "You want me to go?"

Ji Qian'er nodded, "Hmm...... There have been a lot of things going on in the building lately, and there is no manpower. ”

Wang Ning was helpless, "I wouldn't have contacted you if I had known!" ”

"Who made you remember other people's wives!" Ji Qian'er's face was full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Wang Ning was poked in the sore spot, her eyes were slightly gloomy, and then she dimmed, "After all, it's her ......"

Seeing this, Ji Qian'er changed her words and returned to the topic, "Qin Bi has arrived in Hangzhou now. ”

"Since you want to go back to Jiangning, how did you get to Hangzhou?" Wang Ning asked.

"This is important?"

Wang Ning took a sip of tea, played with the teacup that had been touched by some of them, and said casually, "No, just ask...... I really regret getting on the thief ship! ”

"Hey, if you do a good job, you can lie down on my incense."

Wang Ning looked at the playfulness in her eyes and smiled: "Gentle Township is the Hero's Tomb, besides, I'm ......" looked at Ji Qian'er fixedly for a while, Wang Ning said in frustration: "It's the hardest thing to be ...... by the beauty."

Ji Qian'er snorted and stopped talking.

In the prosperous place, the sound of the piano rises again, there is more lovesickness, and there is more kind of sad parting.

Wang Ning spent the whole day in Ji Qian'er's boudoir, which caused a lot of gossip, and afterwards I heard that many people inquired about his whereabouts, but he went on the official road to Hangzhou early the next morning, and these things were unknown.

Wang Ning is used to killing people, as for the people in the government, it is not that they have not killed in the past, but now this Qin Bi was still the prime minister of the dynasty not long ago, and he heard the praise of the people on weekdays, and he felt that it was a little difficult to kill such a person.

In the current situation of the new dynasty, there are not many people like Qin Bi anymore, and if one dies, there will be one less.

Of course, if he took this task, if he couldn't do it in the end, then he would have to kill himself.

Besides, Qin Bi may not be as good as the people preach.

Let's kill it!

According to the information he received, Qin Bi contracted an illness on the way back to his hometown and is currently recuperating in Hangzhou.

A few days later, a group of people poured into a deserted post station not far from Hangzhou.

The wind whipped against the broken wooden windows, and the cobwebs looked pale in the moonlight. The people who came were all dressed in black, wearing copper masks and a black Tang knife hanging from their waists.

The crowd poured in, and there were already people waiting in the dusty room.

The man was dressed in black and wore a silver mask.

When everyone saw that, they knelt on the ground one after another, and one of them said respectfully: "Jiangshan Building Hangzhou Branch Greetings Your Excellency."

The silver-faced man motioned for everyone to get up, and his eyes fell on the person who reported, "I know the details." ”

……

In the middle of April of the seventh year of Chunyuan, the rain has become frequent, and the waterway from Hangzhou to Jiangning has become dangerous.

It was a merchant ship, and it was probably going all the way north along the canal.

Wang Ning stood on the deck, looking at the gray river, and the old man in the afterglow was talking to people with a warm face.

No matter how you look at it, it's just an elegant, ordinary old man.

Turning around and looking at the city of Hangzhou that was getting farther and farther away, Wang Ning let out a long sigh, drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and went back to his room.

I took out a package from the bed and opened it, inside was a night coat and a silver mask, Wang Ning's fingers touched everything in front of him, and the familiar feeling gradually returned.

The long knife that had been placed at the head of the bed and had been disguised was glowing.

In the end, the endless blood only made it colder and colder, but it did not make it bewitching.

Three days later, Wang Ning was woken up by the noise of the early morning, and he got up and went to the deck, where he found the ship parked on the river, the thick fog covering everything, but the killing intention became clearer and clearer.

Wang Ning returned to her residence, changed her clothes, put on a mask, and walked out with a knife.

The commotion also began at this moment, and with one exclamation, several black shadows showed fierce traces in the thick fog.

Killed!