Ginkgo Lake, the half-round waning moon is reflected on the water, and the faint ripples make it a little blurry and deformed.

"It's a huge lake, but where are you going to find people?" Jiang Pingxuan looked at the lake and moon shadow in front of him, but he was not half interested.

"If you disperse people to investigate, you may be able to find people as soon as possible, but if you are afraid, you will make the other party alert first..."

"To be on the safe side, we honestly walked around the lake and slowly found it. If the other party is just for money, it won't be too difficult for us to find. It's just that the lion opened her mouth and asked for ten thousand taels of gold, and even if she got it, where could she transport it. This always makes me feel a little uneasy..."Jiang Pingxuan sighed in annoyance.

Su Shen's heart tightened, and he said a little crampedly: "If this is just a pretense, and the other party has other plans..."

"Not good!" Jiang Pingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said to an attendant beside him: "Loulan, you take my gold medal and go back to Jinling quickly." The commander of the forbidden army was notified to strengthen martial law and patrol in the city, and another 3,000 soldiers and horses were transferred to carry out a carpet search in the southwest and north of the city. If you find a target, don't act rashly, use fireworks as a signal, and wait for the people in the inner court to respond and move. You personally command the search for the west of the city. Be sure to arrive within half an hour! ”

The cloth-clothed swordsman named Loulan disappeared in response, Jiang Pingxuan felt a little dry in his throat, and his intuition told him that today's events were inseparable from the assassination of the Yan Sect that day.

The fire in front of the east gate of Jinling is lit, as bright as day, because of the martial law of the whole city, the forbidden army on duty today is five times as usual.

A carriage stopped under the shadow of a tree thirty feet away from the city gate, and a cunning figure flashed and took advantage of the situation to get into the carriage.

"Envoy." The coachman bowed slightly.

"Prepare to go into town, go as planned."

"Yes."

Jinling is the place where the world's merchants meet, and under the scattered sky, there are still many merchants who are queuing up to enter the city. The investigation into the city was extremely tedious and meticulous, and the tired merchants could not help but wonder what was going on in the city when they complained.

"When will this be waiting..."Liu Mingxiang lifted the curtain and squinted at the long crowd, and couldn't help but say a little anxiously: "You go to the front to check and see if you can be accommodating and let us go first." ”

The coachman took out a large bag of silver from the hidden compartment under the car, and began to present gifts to the merchants in front of him warmly and politely.

After a few twists and turns, the carriage drove to the front of the procession.

"People in the car, get down and get checked!" The Praetorian guard shouted impatiently.

The carriage shook slightly, and a handsome and weak-crowned prince gently shook the folding fan, walked unhurriedly to the guard, handed over a few gold leaves elegantly, and said: "Several generals must have been fortunate, a little wine money, please smile." My mother is sick and lying at home, please be accommodating, don't be too embarrassed. ”

The Janissary guard took the gold leaf with a blank face, lifted the curtain and glanced at it twice, then waved his hand to let it pass.

Wenxing Academy is located in the east of the city, only two streets away from Xiangfu. The streets of Jinling City, which is under martial law, are sparsely populated, but there are still many students who are going to and from class at the entrance of the academy. The things in the Yanyu Building have reached people's ears through various channels, and the students on the road are all gathered together in twos and threes, looking forward and looking at each other in a panic, whispering.

Liu Mingxiang, who is in men's clothes, lightly supported the jade belt around her waist with her left hand, and fiddled with a fan with her right hand, hiding in the crowd without disobedience and walking towards Millennium Street.

Millennium Street runs through half of Jinling, and the Xiangfu spans most of the Millennium Street, and the scale is so large that even the mansion of King Wei's brother Mengsang Gong is dwarfed.

After a while, Su Yuening came to the back street on the left side of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Jiankang Road, which leads directly from the south gate to the royal city, divides Jinling City into two districts, east and west. The Prime Minister's Mansion in the Eastern District was built to the east as a private mansion, and it was backed by the Jinling Mansion. Liu Mingxiang is at this junction, a few steps forward is Jinling Mansion, and a few steps back is Xiangfu. According to Su Yuening, the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the patrol of the Jinling Mansion will not go deep into this place, which can probably be regarded as a kind of respect and avoidance in the political tacit understanding between the two sides.

Liu Mingxiang looked up at the top of the red wall about two feet high in front of her, and there was a deadly mechanism hidden under the neat row of green tiles. When the load-bearing capacity of the green tile reaches a certain level, it will collapse inward, and the thousand-machine poison needle tightly held in the mezzanine of the six-foot courtyard wall will be sprayed out instantly, and a burst of tung oil flame will be used as a warning.

Su Yuening's lovely person really helped her a lot, and Liu Mingxiang's heart jumped up lightly. Just as she was about to cross the wall, Liu Mingxiang caught a fleeting silver light among the pine trees built against the wall in front of her. She hurriedly retracted her feet, her feet on the wall, and her hand lightly clasped between the gaps in the green tiles and red walls.

"Damn old thief." Liu Mingxiang slowly climbed over the wall, struggling to crouch into the gap between the pine crown and the wall, which was less than half a foot. In the faint moonlight, there were thousands of sharp blades between the fine pine branches. The blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, if it weren't for the coincidental reflection of that moment, I was afraid that Liu Mingxiang, who was ready to leap, would be scratched all over his body.

Holding her wet palm tightly, Liu Mingxiang began to carefully move down little by little. The further down the tree, the narrower the space between the canopy and the wall, and Liu Mingxiang had to gently pinch the branches with her hands to fold them open. She bit her lower lip lightly, frowning slightly, and the rough branches made a pair of soft hands sin enough.

When the last branch was broken, the half-shallow trunk at the bottom of the pine finally left a smooth road for Liu Mingxiang.

"Whew." The fragrance of willow fell gently, and I felt the sense of security brought by the earth again. She rubbed her red and swollen hands against the silky brocade as she cautiously observed her surroundings.

In front of it is the walkway of the outer courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and across the wall from this walkway is the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the entire north side of the garden is an open small lake, and it is obviously a little unwise to break through from here.

According to Su Yuening's suggestion, she needed to follow the walkway all the way south to the middle of the garden and make a second climb. This was the most dangerous part of the whole plan, and there were a total of twenty teams of swordsmen with vicious dogs patrolling this passage throughout the Prime Minister's Mansion. With such a dense patrol, the possibility of Liu Mingxiang wanting to cross the three-zhang wide aisle is almost zero.

Fortunately, Liu Mingxiang's plan to lure one-fifth of the defense forces of the Prime Minister's Mansion was withdrawn, and it was just the departure of these four teams of swordsmen that gave birth to a trace of possibility in this impossibility.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles. Enough is enough!

She squinted at the patrol slowly approaching on her right. As the silent count in her heart began, Liu Mingxiang ran forward quickly like an arrow from the string. The row of deadly pine trees against the wall now seemed to be her best cover in the dark night.

… Three hundred and eighteen, three hundred and nineteen, it's now! Liu Mingxiang turned into a tanuki cat, tapped two sections on the spacious pavement, and soared into the air. The wall of the inner courtyard was only one zhang high, and Liu Mingxiang easily swept by, and landed lightly and steadily behind half of the rockery.

At this moment, the team of swordsmen in red clothes was dragged by the wolf dog and just walked around the corner.

A small clear lake, a corridor, a few scattered pavilions, a few exquisite strange stones, and the sweet fragrance of daffodils in the air. In the quiet night, this exquisite courtyard reveals a bit of hazy ink splashing elegance. Liu Mingxiang took a few deep breaths greedily, and her tense heartstrings calmed down.

On such a day, the dozen or so concubines of Xiangye did not dare to have the heart to enjoy the tour here, and there were only a few scattered family members and maids on duty in the entire garden.

Liu Mingxiang still didn't dare to be careless, just because Su Yuening said that anyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion could be fatal. She bent over her waist and groped her way through the flower beds to continue south. This is a relatively safe path, but the wet and sticky soil after watering makes Liu Mingxiang feel very sick with every step.

Climb over the wall in front of you and cross a path to enter the garden where the study is located. "Plop, plop, plop" Liu Mingxiang can clearly hear her fast and rhythmic heartbeat. From now on, there will be no more guidance from Su Yuening.

The study is a forbidden place for everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is said that any concubines who tried to enter disappeared for no reason. Su Yuening had only sneaked in that once when she was a child, and the beloved little county lord had been locked up in a small black house for three months, but fortunately, the young Su Yuening insisted that she hadn't seen anything, otherwise she didn't know what would have happened.

Liu Mingxiang tightened the jade belt around her waist and rose into the air again. She was so light that the Siamese cats on the side of the wall were still asleep, and she was so fast that the maid who happened to walk between the two walls felt a breeze above her head.

Liu Mingxiang can be walked on the only stone road in the middle of the courtyard. Only this road was the safest, because the moment she swept into the courtyard, a strong sandalwood scent struck her, mixed with an imperceptible smell of bloody rancidity.

Liu Mingxiang has killed many people, so she is very sensitive.

The forced extension of the landing position in mid-air made Liu Mingxiang's landing posture a little embarrassing, and she was almost about to fall on the neat bushes. She followed the faint fishy smell and saw a blurry mass in the flower garden not far away, difficult to distinguish in the night, but vaguely like a dead cat.

Stepping on the solid stone slab, Liu Mingxiang swaggered towards the study. Since it is a forbidden place, there should be no one, and as for Su Shen's old thief, he shouldn't be there. If so, then tie him up and throw him into this flower garden.

Su Shen's study is a small two-story building, and the inside is always brightly lit. Liu Mingxiang turned sideways and pushed the door open, and the pure smell of paper and ink was much better than that of sandalwood. Bypassing the huge screen, a blue explode emerges. The floor tiles under Liu Mingxiang's feet are actually nine huge lapis lazuli, and a nine-star map is carved on them. Such gemstones are usually used to make women's earrings and headdresses, and a small piece is worth a lot of money, and this can be made into floor tiles, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to find more pieces in the world.

Liu Mingxiang imagined the many leftovers that had to be polished off to make this thin brick, and she was shocked and felt that it was really a tyrannical thing.

On each side of the nine-star chart are three pots of orchids, forming a passage to the desk. On the white marble steps, the wide desk faces the screen, and the thick files are neatly piled up.

Liu Mingxiang walked to the two bookshelves on the right, which were lined with historical records of various dynasties from the Jin and Yuan dynasties for more than two thousand years.

Where's the organ? Liu Mingxiang gently held her cheeks and began to look at it carefully.