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The newly opened calligraphy and painting shop has a light business, but the shopkeeper does not seem to be sad about the bleak business, but has nothing to do to move a stool, sit at the door and read a book calmly, occasionally when a guest comes to get up and enter the door to greet, it is not like other shops and merchants who talk about it as soon as they enter the door.

People who look at calligraphy go in and out, but there are very few people who buy, the vast majority of them are the front foot into the just did not take two steps, the back foot retreated, after a long time, the nearby shop also noticed that there is only one burly strong man often in and out of the calligraphy and painting shop, and the expression is alert, but every time you enter the door will buy a pair of calligraphy and painting to take away.

Song Guanzi sat in front of the door reading a book, and when he raised his head, he happened to see Huaijinnan walking this way, so he put down the book in his hand, stood up as if nothing happened, and walked towards the store.

The other party's face was solemn like it had never been.

Huai Jinnan stood in front of a pair of imitation Huaisu wild grass, and whispered, "Why don't you do it yet?" I'm afraid that these Hu people have already doubted whether Ye Guozhu is still in Hangzhou City, and they have a lot of dreams at night, once they are allowed to escape, it will be difficult for us to catch these people again. ”

Song Qingzhao showed a relaxed and calm spirit, pointing his fingers to the "Cursive Self-Description", and his fingers flew wantonly on the calligraphy and paintings of the dragon and phoenix, as if describing a hook and a glance in the invisible air.

The literati next to him did not turn his head, stared at the wall, and said plainly, "The bureau has been laid out, and in two days we will hold a banquet in Heming Tower, and set up a wine for Ye Guozhu, and then the literati and famous families in Hangzhou will all be present, and the dead will follow." ”

Huai Jinnan hesitated, if the famous families of Hangzhou City were invited to a banquet, it would inevitably involve these complex forces in Hangzhou City, and when the other party really made a move at the banquet, the sword without eyes might also hurt the noble guests.

Don't......

An uneasy thought flashed through his mind, thinking of the relationship between Song Guanzi and today's saints, afraid that he wanted to kill two birds with one stone, and by the way, borrow a knife to kill people and take down the full guests, and reduce the deep-rooted complex interests of the two Zhejiang roads for the emperor?

Thinking of this, Huai Jinnan asked in a low voice, "With such an obvious layout, won't they be able to see it?" The dead soldiers who can get here will definitely not be ordinary people. ”

Song Qingzhao's tone was calm, and the closing layout, even if it was a thousand lives, it was just a chess piece in his hands.

"Of course they can see that these people may even know that we are fishing for big fish with a long line behind our backs, and if they don't let them guess my next move, they won't take the bait."

As if realizing something, Huaijin turned his head and looked at the smiling natural layout person.

"Could it be that the wine is just the first game? Song Guanzi still has a back hand? ”

"Yes, the candied wine is only the first game, and the second game is to let Chen Zhongqing, the first genius in Hangzhou, use it as bait, and only he is enough to lead these dead soldiers into the game. We also have to make sure that every drop of water is leaky, and when they put all their chips on this teenager, we can catch turtles in an urn and end up killing people. ”

Thinking of Song Qingzhao's great power, Huai Jinnan only felt a chill in his back, and asked with a lot of mouths, "When will the Guangling Water Master be able to do it?" ”

Song Guanzi's attitude was silent, and he said in a cold tone, "I will naturally say it when I need to use it." ”

It was obvious that he was unwilling to bring the Guangling Sailor into this game.

Others took a fancy to the fact that these two people seemed to be enthusiastic shopkeepers and indifferent customers, but they didn't know that every word in their mouths could determine the direction of the situation in Hangzhou City.

Huaijin Nanru was about to be amnesty, realizing that it was superfluous for him to worry that the Guangling Sailor was also calculated, and the indifferent Song Guanzi and him were obviously not all the way, after making up his mind, he took down the "Cursive Self-Narrative Post" on the wall, and gave it to Song Guanzi to let the shopkeeper carefully frame this calligraphy and painting, and he showed that he wanted to buy the calligraphy.

Song Guanzi walked to the counter, put the calligraphy calligraphy into the wooden box, smiled indifferently, and handed the wooden box to Huaijinnan. The other party pretended to look at him arrogantly, turned around and walked out of the store.

The second move has already been laid.

The shopkeeper on the other side of the door was a young man who sold brushes, and when he saw the guests coming out of Song Qingzhao's calligraphy shop with calligraphy and paintings, he greeted him with a smile, "Song shop, today's business is good, right?" ”

Song Qingzhao smiled and nodded, "It's okay, what about Shopkeeper Chen?" ”

Calling the shopkeeper, the young man touched his head embarrassedly and said, "It's so-so." ”

Before Song Qingzhao finished speaking, he turned around and didn't enter the door, and the elegantly dressed rich boy stepped into the threshold of the calligraphy shop, glanced at Song Guanzi, and said in a low voice, "Song Shopkeeper, Hu Ren's spy's carriage has been speeding up in the past few days, and three of them have left Hangzhou City, but everything is according to your orders, we have been monitoring their actions, and we have not acted rashly." The number of wagon sorties has decreased in the past two days, and I wonder if they have removed all the 'things'. ”

"No, the deepest loach hasn't come out yet, and these things are probably just a trick to keep watching. And this matter is only known to the Cardinal Department and me, so don't reveal it to me and ruin the plan. Even including the governor of the Guangling Water Division, they only know about the assassination of Ye Guozhu, and they don't know anything about the deeper inside story, if I know who dares to talk more, you know the end, the spy who died on Jiangnan North Road because of his mouth a month ago, you know. ”

If the shopkeeper Chen on the opposite side saw Song Qingzhao's expression at this time, he would definitely be frightened. With a vicious face and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, the power of the superior frightened the cardinal spy who looked down on life and death so much that he almost threw the paper fan on the ground.

The spy pretending to be a rich boy finally stabilized his mind and replied in a low voice, "My subordinates know." ”

"Also, next time remember to change your clothes, it doesn't look like a rich kid who has seen the world at all, but like an outlaw who has killed someone."

The gloom on his face had faded, and Song Guanzi looked calm again, took off a copy of Chu Suiliang's "Master Meng's Tablet" on the wall, framed it carefully, and then handed it to the spy in front of him.

The calligraphy reads Song Guanzi's next instructions. The rich boy took the wooden box, turned around and said goodbye and went out, and disappeared into the busy street in a hurry.

Song Guanzi stood at the door, looking at the busy street scene, stretched his waist, and picked up his unfinished book under the eaves again. As soon as I turned the next page, there were guests who entered the store to choose calligraphy and paintings, and had no choice but to continue reading this corner when I came back after I was busy.

The open book can only be placed on a stool, and the wind blowing through it casually. The light shone down the eaves, leaving the other half of the book in shadow.

Directly opposite the door, the shopkeeper Chen fiddled with the wolf hair hanging on the pen stand, and occasionally raised his head to look at the busy Song Guanzi, thinking that the business of the calligraphy shop today is really good.