Yang Shouwen's knife was a gift given to Xue Ne when he left two days ago. The knife is three feet three inches long, with a black shark skin scabbard, a tiger head blade made of brass, and a layer of silk wrapped around the rosewood handle, which is warm and comfortable to use.

The knife is made by Zhang Yajiu, a sword master in Wuzhong, so it is also known as the nine knives of the crow.

At that time, Xue Rengui and Zhang Yajiu were friendly, and before the conquest of the Turks, Zhang Yajiu specially created this crow nine knives for him to be strong.

Xie Xiaoqi pulled out the knife, and Ji Laoshi and the others suddenly stopped.

The shopkeeper said angrily: "Xie Xiaoqi, what are you doing?" ”

"The guests in the house said that no one was allowed to enter until the official mission came."

"Then why is he in the room?"

"Then, you wait for the official to come, and then ask him."

"Xie Xiaoqi, you are so bold."

The shopkeeper was thinned and immediately furious.

Xie Xiaoqi seemed to be a different person at this time. He had a faint feeling that the young man in the house was from an extraordinary background. Perhaps, he's going to have a good time! Anyway, you can't be wrong to listen to that guest, even if you get expelled, it doesn't matter.

Yang Shouwen didn't pay attention to the murderer outside the house, but looked around the house.

Murderer, it's good to have Jeddah to deal with! I believe that with Jeddah's means, there will not be too many people who can escape from him......

He was no stranger to this room.

He had been the owner of this room before, so he also had some impressions of the furnishings inside.

For some reason, Yang Shouwen felt that there was something strange in this room. However, the furnishings didn't seem to have changed, which also confused him.

That's when it happened. There was another commotion outside.

Jeddah came in carrying a wet man through the entrance of the inn. After going upstairs. When he came to the door, he immediately left the man at the door of the room, causing the man to scream, and his dark face turned white.

"Who is he?"

Ji honestly looked dazed.

Xie Xiaoqi immediately came to his senses and said loudly: "It's him!" Just now when I went in with the guest, I saw him running outside. This guest, who was a companion with the guests in the room, presumably caught the murderer outside. ”

"Murderer?"

Listen honestly. Immediately angry, pointed at the man and said sharply: "Why do you want to kill Peach Blossom, I fought with you." ”

As he spoke, he was about to rush over.

It's just that Ji Laoshi only took two steps, and a big gun was already pointed at him.

"What are you doing?"

Jeddah made a gesture: No one is allowed to come without my brother's consent.

"You damn fang, don't stop me, I'm going to avenge Peach Blossom."

Ji is honest like a mad tiger and wants to pounce. But no matter how he moved, the big gun was always with him. Let him not take half a step.

Downstairs, the lights have been lit.

All the guests walked out of the room. Curious look.

Yang Shouwen walked out of the room and said in a deep voice: "Whether he is the murderer or not, it is still uncertain." Therefore, before the official arrived, no one was allowed to talk to him, let alone enter the guest room for half a step, so as not to destroy the scene. ”

Ji Laoshi stopped and knelt on the ground.

"Strong man, you have to call the shots for the peach blossoms."

He wept and his voice was sad.

At this time, the cry of a baby came from downstairs, which shrouded the inn in a sad atmosphere......

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Soon, the official messenger came.

The one who led the official into the inn was Jinghui.

The current situation in Zhaozhou is more complicated, the original Zhaozhou Sima Tang Panruo committed suicide because of collaborating with the enemy, so that the position of Sima was vacant. After Jinghui took over the history of Zhaozhou's assassination, the imperial court did not appoint a new Sima candidate.

Why......

Previously, when Gao Rui was the assassin of Zhaozhou, he was restrained by Tang Panruo, so that he could not fully control the situation.

As the chief official of a state, to a certain extent, he has to be restrained by the lower officials, and many things are difficult to implement. Zhaozhou has just experienced a big war, and it is in ruins. Therefore, the position of Assassin must have enough power to control the situation. It is precisely for this reason that the imperial court did not rush to appoint a new Sima candidate, but let Jinghui take full responsibility.

Of course, there are also factors involved in a person's choice, which need to be carefully considered.

Jinghui finished handling official business, and it was already the second half of the night.

He was about to rest, but received news that there had been a murder in Guanqiao Pavilion.

Jinghui was at a very energetic age, so after hearing the news, he immediately picked up the errand officer on duty and rushed to check.

When he walked upstairs, he saw Yang Shouwen and Jeddah at the door.

With a frown, Jinghui stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

"The grass people live next door, and in the middle of the night they heard a noise here, so they came to check, but they didn't think about it, but there was a murder.

The grass people were worried that someone would destroy the scene and that someone would come to collude with them, so they stayed here. ”

"Do you know who I am?"

Yang Shouwen smiled, "I didn't know before, but now I know." ”

The attitude of neither humility nor arrogance made Jinghui secretly surprised in his heart.

He nodded, and motioned for the messenger behind him to go in and investigate, but he was standing at the door, looking Yang Shouwen up and down.

"Your pass."

"Huh?"

"Bring me your passes."

Since he calls himself a grass citizen, he is definitely not a person in the public gate, so what Yang Shouwen is holding must be a pass, not a public inspection.

Yang Shouwen hurriedly agreed, then turned around and went back to the room.

After a while, he took the place out and handed it to Jinghui.

"Yang Shouwen?"

"It's the grass people."

"Your name is Absjida? Turkic? ”

"Back to the mansion, my eldest brother is not good for talking, please forgive me."

"Well, it's true that there's a record here that he's not good at talking." Jinghui took a closer look at the place and returned it to Yang Shouwen.

"I remember you said that you came from Youzhou and went to Xingyang to join your relatives?"

"Exactly."

"What kind of pro to vote for."

Because of Jeddah, Jinghui was vigilant in his heart.

No way, who made him a Turk. The Turks had just created a massacre in Hebei Province, and Jinghui had to be careful.

Yang Shouwen said: "Go and vote for my uncle." ”

"Your uncle? It was said in this office, your parents are still there, why did you join your relatives? ”

"That's right, last year Changping was hit by a big war, and my uncle was worried about the safety of my family, so he sent someone to Changping and took my parents and family to Xingyang to settle down. I was in Raole at the time, and when I came back, they were no longer in Changping. ”

"You're not old, what are you going to Raole for?"

"The rebels kidnapped one of my relatives, and my brother and I went to save people."

When Jing Hui heard this, his curiosity suddenly became stronger.

The young man in front of him looks handsome and thin, but he dares two people to run to Raole to save people? If it is true, it means that they are not only bold, but also not weak. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to return safely from Saibei. (To be continued......)