The breeze is cool and the night is quiet.

It was late at night, and many rooms on the second floor of the small courtyard had long since been extinguished, but the boudoir was still brightly lit. Outside the door stood a big man, motionless, like a stone statue in front of the door.

Inside the house, outside the boudoir, Liu Ruyan and Pan Ning sat down with their backs against the wall, sitting across a square table, and were talking in a low voice.

Both of them are neatly dressed and have serious faces, which shows that this late-night meeting must have nothing to do with the personal relationship between men and women.

At this time, Pan Ning looked at Liu Ruyan and asked, "How is it?" Are you sure about this? In the event of an accident, what are your chances of winning against his guards? ”

"Thirty percent."

Liu Ruyan was silent for a moment, and said: "That person's breath is calm, it can be seen that the internal kung fu is not bad, and the body method should be very good, how is it, I will ------know it after trying it," he said and slowly shook his head, "And he never leaves Li Qian's side, before he moves, if he accidentally lets him notice something wrong, I'm afraid I won't be sure to kill the target." ”

"It's a bit tricky------"

Pan Ning twisted his eyebrows and groaned: "At the same time as killing Li Qian, Song Zhong's side must also do it at the same time, otherwise it will inevitably cause trouble, so that one side can get out smoothly------ Song Zhong has a good body, I'm afraid it's still above you and me, and my side really can't draw people." ”

"Why do you have to kill them? These two people have precious status, and once they die, it will inevitably be a situation full of storms in the city, what good will it do us? ”

"Killing the two of them was not what I wanted, it was just forced by the situation." He said and sighed softly: "The Zhao family------ the Zhao family has now been forced into a mad dog by Li Qian, biting people when they catch them, and acting completely recklessly------

Liu Ruyan was silent.

She didn't know what the specific news was delivered by the steward of the Zhao family, but it was conceivable that she must have turned to them for help, and the other party must have made a threat, otherwise the man in front of her would definitely not be so risky.

"Well, let's solve the current trouble for them first."

With his right hand clenched into a fist, Pan Ning got up and said, "I have already explained it in person, and it can be regarded as temporarily eliminating their vigilance, and in the short term, our actions will be much smoother." You also have to gain Li Qian's trust as soon as possible, and see if you can get rid of the person next to him------ if it really doesn't work, you ------ ------"

"Sacrifice the hue and lure him in?" Liu Ruyan raised her eyes and looked at him, her face was sad or joyless, but her heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

It's this man who took in himself who was on the street back then, and they were childhood sweethearts.

She was grateful to him.

It was also this man, for the sake of his country's hatred and family hatred, and for the so-called "great cause", that pushed her into the fire pit of the Qinglou. She tried to understand him because he had made a commitment to herself.

And it was this man who later cut off all thoughts about her and was determined to sacrifice her for the sake of profit. She wanted to hate him very much, but she couldn't hate it, no matter what she said, he was kind to her.

And at this moment, when he was able to sacrifice himself again and again for the sake of profit, when he could say without any concern that he would let himself be used as bait and make a beauty plan for Li Qian, Liu Ruyan finally woke up completely.

He has never had a place for her in his heart, he only loves himself, and the beautiful country he dreams of taking away from the Zhu family.

Pan Ning couldn't look directly into her eyes, so he looked away weakly, turned his back to her and said: "Li Qian became famous at a young age, with a good demeanor, he is a rare young talent in Hangzhou, and he is ------better than the one surnamed Zhao."

"You don't have to feel wronged, you're just a dead man. If this matter is successful, the Zhao family will no longer entangle you, as long as you can get out safely and escape the pursuit of the government, you will be free in the future, and you will have nothing to do with me. After the limelight has passed, find a quiet place to settle down, marry a good family, and live a peaceful ------life from now on."

Penning was gone, rolled up his sleeves and left, never looking back.

Looking out at the night outside the door, starry in the distance, a meteor quietly crossed the sky, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a trace left, and then it disappeared quietly, and there was no trace of it coming, as if it had never been.

Perhaps, this is the best ending.

She subconsciously raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her eyes, but found that she had not shed tears, and the corners of her red lips couldn't help but float a wry smile------

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At this moment, in the room of the Zijin sisters, Li Qian is discussing an extremely profound topic with them.

How often do the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet?

"As the saying goes, 'one day in the sky, one year on the earth', so the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can actually meet every day." Li Qian is talking nonsense in a serious way, trying to overturn the setting of the poignant love story and reshape the three views of the sisters.

"Ah, young master, you're talking about crooked reasoning again------"

Zipei couldn't help but open his mouth to refute, after all, the saying that one day in the sky and one year on earth came from the story of Journey to the West that Li Qian had told them, and they had never heard such a "specific" statement before.

Let's just think that the young master is very knowledgeable and well-informed, and what he said is all true. However, in this way, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl sounds weird, the young couple meet once a day, so what else do they mortals have to be sad about? That's not a bad story------

Syllable!

Li Qian flicked her smooth and white forehead with his fingers, glared and said, "Don't doubt it, do you read as much as I do?" ”

"No ------" Zipei covered his little head and said weakly.

"That's not it!" Li Qian had a smug face of 'the truth is in my hands', and said with a shyly smile: "So it is said that 'it is better to believe in books than to have no books', and the same is true for stories, while we listen, we must also learn to think independently and independently, understand?" ”

Outside the door, listening to Li Qian's preaching words in the house, Sun Mao scratched his head and couldn't help muttering: "Is this really the case?" Is this the truth? ------ Cowherd and Weaver Girl see you once a day? ”

In the house, Zipei pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "But ------"

"But this story isn't poignant enough, isn't it dreamy enough?" Li Qian cast a 'I know, I know, I know your thoughts', looking very weak.

"That's right!" Zipei nodded his little head.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The folding fan in Li Qian's hand tapped her head gently, "How old are you?" The bones of the body haven't grown yet, and I look forward to these love and love things all day long, fairy tales are all lies, you know? What love, what love, men and women, unhealthy! ”

“------”

"Okay, looking at your lively appearance now, you shouldn't be scared, right?"

Zipei shook her head, what else is she afraid of now? A good story was ruined by the young master like this, and she was wondering in her heart, not knowing why the story had become like this, and how could she still have the heart to think about things that only had nightmares?

"That's okay, Young Master Ben has to go back to sleep, say goodbye!"

Li Qian turned around and left, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud. The sisters watched his departing back stunned, and fell silent for a moment------ they were still thinking about that very profound question.

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, is it really a one-a-day meeting?

Li Daguan was proud, it seems that most of the ancients were relatively simple and easy to deceive, and they tried to fool as much as possible in the future, and they could fool one by one. I didn't want to, I just closed the door and was about to leave, but I heard a complaint from a girl inside, which made him almost fall headlong.

"It's not too young to be a family------ sister, yours is not as old as others! Hmph, why does the young master say I'm small------"

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Back in his room, Li Qian lay on the bed and tossed and turned for a long time, but he couldn't sleep.

No way, as a young master who has no worries about food and clothing, and has a soap business that brings him a steady stream of income, the key is that he is still a hands-off shopkeeper, and he doesn't need to do any work at all on weekdays, just eat and sleep, sleep and eat, like raising pigs, it is not strange to have insomnia at night.

Usually, whenever he has insomnia at night, he likes to chat with Sun Mao, the only living person in the house------ of course, the main thing is that he is talking and the other party is listening.

It is precisely because of this that Sun Mao can learn so many unique words from his mouth, the one who is close to ink is black!

So, Li Qian got up again, put on his clothes and came to the outside.

The layout of the rooms of the ancients is actually a whole suite for one room, not only the outer room and the inner room, especially the men of large families, and there are ear rooms on both sides as a study, and the space is very spacious. Therefore, although Li Qian and Sun Mao slept in the same room, they were actually not close to each other, which was equivalent to sleeping in two single rooms.

"Haven't slept yet, have you? Let's get up and talk! ”

"------" Sun Mao is helpless, this person always likes to sleep in the middle of the night to find someone to talk nonsense, why don't other people's young masters have this problem with him?

Most of them are habitual, just give a beating------

For some reason, Sun Mao always felt that this young jinshi was very underbeaten, and sometimes chatting, he could make people feel the urge to beat him up.

For example, the topic of the two little maids he coaxed just now.

You have to find a topic to chat, Li Qian knew that Sun Mao would not be the one who took the initiative to provoke the topic, so he took the initiative to speak: "What do you think of the sword dance in Yixiaolou tonight?" ”

"Not good." Sun Mao pursed his lips disdainfully, and replied succinctly and crisply.

"------" Li Qian was speechless, this person ------ the king of the cold field, he always likes to talk about the sky to death.

"Will you?"

"No, it won't." Worried that he would be despised by Li Qian, Sun Mao went on to explain: "They are just showmen, and you literati will think it's good." ”

"Oh?"

"The real sword dance pays attention to a body style, and people who are not practicing martial arts cannot dance the essence."

"What is the essence?"

"Well------ just as you literati say 'the king of a hundred soldiers', the sword can also be called the head of a hundred soldiers in the eyes of our warriors, but we use it to kill!"

"It is a weapon of killing, first of all, we must pay attention to a momentum, a weapon in hand, in the hands of people who practice martial arts, it is as if there is life, even if it is only for ornamental swinging, it is far stronger than ordinary people, people who do not have the body method, the speed of the first sword, the strength and angle of the sword are different, although it is only a slight deviation, in our eyes are full of loopholes------"

Li Qian successfully brought up the topic, and as soon as he talked about martial arts, Sun Mao became a good teacher, and he couldn't stop as soon as he spoke.

"Besides, have you noticed their downs?"

"Nope." Li Qian shook his head.

Sun Mao snorted lightly and continued: "They are unstable, and their sword dances are also light and fluttering, soft and weak, and there is no momentum at all!" ”

"Who wouldn't say the truth?" Li Qian snorted him disdainfully, "Listen, I'll teach you a good lesson too!" ”

"The highest level of kendo is the unity of human swords! What is the unity of man and sword? That is, there is no sword in the hand, there is a sword in the heart, a real kendo master, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people. The road is simple, the fancy moves are always not as good as the practical techniques, the essence is nothing more than fast, ruthless, quasi-three words, the demon king of the mixed world Cheng bites the gold knows, right? People only practice three axes in their lives! Does Lu Xiaofeng know each other? One trick of the rhino can go all over the rivers and lakes with one finger! Have you heard of Xiao Li Tanhua? The flying knife in his right hand can rank third in the weapon spectrum, and the first time he uses his left hand, he kills Shangguan Jin Hong, who ranks second------"

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Sun Mao was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to do. Although I feel in the clouds, I see him talking endlessly, and I think I should have seen it------ the question is, why have I basically never heard of so many masters?

"In addition, there is also Ouyang Feng, a master of using poison------"

Li Qian couldn't help but be stunned as he spoke, as if he remembered something, and suddenly asked, "By the way, you say, will someone poison me?" ”

"Poison?" Sun Mao thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "It's possible, but it's very difficult to succeed." ”

"Why is that?"

"You can't escape my eyes." He's confident about it.

Li Qian is not very relieved to entrust his life safety to him, what if this guy also likes to brag as much as himself?

"Can you find all the poisons? What is the crane top red, mandala, broken intestine grass ------" Li Qian opened his mouth and listed a bunch of famous poisons on TV.

"------ can't."

Sun Mao saw his distrust, and had no choice but to explain: "What you said, some of which I have heard of, and some of which I have not heard, should be exotic things. However, we Jinyiwei have been handling cases for many years, and the most seen ones are nothing more than arsenic, pulling machines, etc., and if arsenic seeps into wine and tea, you can see it at a glance, and it can also be measured by silver needles when it penetrates into food, and it will not be quickly fatal, and it is easy to solve------"

Li Qian saw that he said it well, and he already believed it in his heart, but he was skeptical of the classic episode of 'Silver Needle Poison Test'.

Because of the heavy responsibility of protecting Li Qian, emergencies may occur at any time, so Sun Mao has been sleeping in clothes during this time. Seeing that he was still suspicious, he reached into his arms and took out a small packet of things.

"What is this?"

"Arsenic, that's what you call crane top red."

As he spoke, he opened the paper packet, got up and poured a cup of tea back, then poured the white powder in front of Li Qian, stirred well, and finally put it in front of Li Qian.

Li Qian picked up the teacup and took a closer look, it was really a little different from the clean tea, not as clear as the original, a little turbid, and there was a little sediment floating in the water.

However, if he didn't pay attention, he might really ignore these details, but if he thought about Sun Mao, he should be more careful, so he didn't have to worry too much.

"Arsenic is not easy to hide in water, and it is usually mixed into food by poisoners, which can be detected with a silver needle. I have measured the food delivered to the private room tonight------" Sun Mao said and took out a silver needle, put it in the tea, stirred it, and then held it up in front of Li Qian's eyes.

Li Qian looked at it, and the silver needle really turned black!