Chapter 20: Murder is my profession
It was still early, and the warm sunlight had just revealed a few rays, scattered on the ground in bits and pieces. Most of the shops on both sides of the street have never opened, only a few small shops selling breakfast to greet customers, and although the teahouse here has gathered a lot of people at this time, it is not as grand as it used to be.
Hearing the noise on the street, there were a few sighs in the shop, and everyone deliberately turned the topic to the matter of tea, but they were all absent-minded, and all the afterglow fell on the street outside.
The three officials pressed the long knife on their waists, their faces were a little fierce, and they distanced themselves from the woman wearing filial piety clothes, as if they were not worried about the woman escaping.
Occasionally, someone opened the window and saw a gap, and then shrank back and closed it tightly. The people who had no time to hide from the street and knew the woman hung their heads, somewhat sad and uneasy.
The woman's voice came in, Wang Ning heard it clearly, and slowly put down the tea bowl in her hand.
If this situation were changed to Lu Liang, probably he would not hesitate to make a move, not for the so-called reason, but for himself. In the days when the knife licked the blood, in fact, in order to survive, everyone did everything, and there was no real truth at all, whoever has a big fist, whose knife is more capable of killing, who has the final say, and at the same time can live better, so what is happening in front of him, he can't see it, so the excuse is enough to prompt himself to make a move.
Wang Ning, who came back to his senses, smiled helplessly, he wasn't sure who else was hiding behind this. The current chaotic situation in Jiangning is not suitable for coming out, and he doesn't know if the people from Jiangshanlou are also involved. As the manager of Jiangshanlou in Jiangning, Ji Qian'er, who happens to have seen his true face, is his biggest threat at the moment.
Wang Ning couldn't clarify Jiang Shanlou's attitude towards him. He is not a person who is afraid of things, but he has "died" twice in a row, and he has a new idea about life, and he doesn't want to cause trouble in a short time.
In this way, there must be a solution to the matter between him and Ji Qian'er.
Moreover, behind the Golden Phoenix Tower is the Yongwang Mansion, and Ji Qian'er is also nominally a member of the Yongwang Mansion. Wang Ning heard his family talk about this seemingly incompetent King Yong in the early years, and he knew how deep the water was.
To a certain extent, if His Majesty had not been born a little earlier, it would have been his turn to sit in that position.
King Yong has only been silent for many years.
Wang Ning became more and more confused, life should have been different, he still wanted to buy a few acres of land and build a few manors in the future, and become a rich man with peace of mind. After a while, marry relatives, have time to accept two more concubines, and enjoy the joy of making children early......
It's just that in the current situation, eighty percent can't tolerate him being so comfortable.
Regarding what happened recently, Wang Ning had his own plans, and he didn't want to get involved.
People have to pay a price for living, and life is only the greatest of them.
Moreover, in the present situation, there is no immortal.
For the imperial court, it was just a difference between a few fewer deaths and a few more deaths.
Wang Ning raised her eyes and looked out from the door, and the woman was escorted by the official messenger and gradually went away.
The wind came up from the river, and it couldn't sweep away a few low sighs.
Time pushed forward slightly, and just when the woman was crying "The sky has eyes", in the Jinfeng Tower on the bank of the Qinhuai River, Ji Qian'er's anger had just been suppressed for a few minutes, and she was provoked by the man who covered half of her face.
The man slowly put down the wine cup in his hand and smiled playfully: "I know what it means...... I'm not going to listen to you, though! ”
The corner of the man's mouth smirked, and he seriously looked at the orchid finger he had pinched, followed a few gestures, and laughed out loud.
Ji Qian'er turned her head in disgust, and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget the task given to you above!" ”
The man glanced at Ji Qian'er lightly, seemed to have eased up, and said lightly: "You said to track down that guy's whereabouts?" After a pause, the man lowered his head disdainfully, and then gestured with an orchid finger, "Even if such an injury can escape from Qin Ruiqing's hands...... After falling into the river, there is a nine-in-a-nine chance that the fish and shrimp have been fed. ”
The man breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Ji Qian'er, and reminded, "Don't forget...... You gave the medicine yourself. ”
Ji Qian'er snorted heavily: "Don't forget, he was going to die that time......"
The man let out a long boo: "Good man...... It's always not long-lived. ”
"He's not a good guy." Ji Qian'er looked at the other party and sneered, "If it weren't for the trick, you think you could get close to him!" ”
The man was not annoyed, nodded, and said, "Indeed...... Just a trick to the ...... It's always been you, everyone! ”
Ji Qian'er glared at the man, changed her words, and asked, "You should know what Jiang Ning is in a mess now, why did you kill that Min schoolboy?" ”
The man pondered, and after a moment, explained: "If you don't get used to him, you can kill him!" ”
"Hmph, what does that woman mean?"
The man spread his hands: "There must be a scapegoat...... It just so happened that the woman and the Min schoolboy also had some festivals. ”
The man seemed to think of something again, and said categorically: "I just fulfilled her wish." ”
Ji Qian'er knows how irrational it is to reason with a person who only knows how to kill people with a knife, and the reason why she asks so much is just to remind her, after all, this kind of "extraneous branches" has been done too much, and it will always show her feet, if the plan behind it is broken, then she can't afford it.
"It's best to remember the purpose of your trip."
The man nodded, "Never dared to forget." ”
After talking for a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside, Ji Qian'er went out to inform a few words, returned to the house, and said to the man: "There are guests in front, you stay here well...... Don't do useless things. ”
The man said that everything was in accordance with the arrangement, but when Ji Qianer was leaving, he did not forget to "remind": "Make a scene on the spot...... Don't take it seriously! If you break your body, I'm afraid that you won't be able to explain to the landlords......"
Ji Qian'er snorted heavily and slammed the door.
The smile on the man's face stiffened, his eyes showed a gloomy color, he turned his head to look at the window, and sneered.
"Killing people is my profession......," he said, as if sighing, as if he were making some kind of determination.
On the long street, there was a sudden change.
The strong wind swept away the woman's filial piety, and several officials raised their hands to protect their eyes, and the shouts of killing resounded through the long street.
Drawing a knife, the trio was in one place, and they couldn't take care of the woman.
In the shop with the door closed, everyone stared at what was happening on the street, and the hand holding the knife suddenly tightened.