After Zhao Po had dinner at home, he went back to his room to prepare to draw drawings for the new model of Risheng Pavilion.

"Miss." Zen Zhen called out a little stiffly.

"Miss is here." Zhao Po said with a smile. "What's wrong?"

Zen Zhen's face was a little red, he coughed lightly, and replied, "I seem to know the man I met today next to the prince,"

"You know?" Zhao Po was startled at first, and then saw Zen Zhen's unusually ruddy cheeks, and became a little excited, "You won't be ...... too"

Seeing Zhao Po's suddenly enlightened expression, Chan Zhen felt aggrieved in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "No...... I've seen his portrait before. ”

"That's right." What's going on with being a little disappointed?

"I was trained before I was allowed to carry out my mission independently, and I needed to know the high-ranking officials of the court and the famous people of the world. Today's people are quite familiar, and I didn't remember them for a while. Don't blame Miss Wang. ”

"It's really hard for you to have so many faces that correspond to people's names and remember their identities. There's nothing strange about that. ”

"Thank you, Miss. Originally, I only thought it was familiar, but the prince's name for the man reminded me. ”

"The title of the crown prince?" Zhao Po recalled carefully, "He seems to be talking about...... Zijin? ”

"That's right. That person's full name is Su Zijin, and he is the hall master of Mingyitang, a new gang in the rivers and lakes. ”

"I see. I don't know much about the things on the rivers and lakes, so I'll ask Zhao Jin tomorrow. Zhao Po paused, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally spoke again: "Zen Zhen, I have something to ask for today." ”

"Please."

"What happened this afternoon, can you not tell Song Jue?" Zhao Po asked worriedly.

Zen heart tightened: "Why did Miss mention Song Gongzi?" ”

"You were sent by Song Jue, weren't you?"

Zen Zhen avoided Zhao Po's gaze, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Don't try to lie to me now. Looking at your expression, I guess I'm not mistaken. ”

Zen Zhen had no choice but to bow his head: "Childe didn't allow me to reveal my identity, so I had to hide it from Miss before." It's just that why can't you tell Childe about this? ”

"What I said this afternoon was for the sake of my life, but it also meant something. I do sympathize with the prince's situation, and I don't hope that Song Gongzi will be able to use this matter to force the prince or Su Zijin to use it for his purposes in the future. ”

I only have a one-sided relationship with Song Jue, and I don't know him at all. If he is good, but if he is a treacherous person, letting him know this matter is tantamount to pushing the prince and Su Zijin into the fire pit.

After a while, Zen Zhen said with difficulty: "Forgive me." ”

Zhao Po didn't give up: "Why? ”

"Childe knew about the assassination two nights ago, so he naturally understood that someone was bent on putting Miss to death. Miss Today and Su Zijin started talking, and the latter thought that he would not send someone to assassinate him again. If I don't report today's events, how can I explain this sudden dissipation of killing intent to Childe? ”

"Oh, that's it. I knew it was unconscionable, and it was only natural for you to refuse. Zhao Po sighed deeply.

In the final analysis, Song Jue is the master of Zen. Zen Zhen has only followed him for two days, and he has already repaid the life-saving grace in Chunlai Lou before, and he has also reported twice, and now there is no reason to rebel for himself.

Zhao Po poured some water into the inkstone and began to grind the ink.

Let's work hard.

The next day, Zhao Po got up early again and rushed to the Sunrise Pavilion.

Zhao Po handed over the drawings drawn overnight yesterday to Wang Fu, instructed him to find someone to make the model as soon as possible, and then stayed in the kitchen all morning.

Back home, Zhao Po went straight to the backyard. Zhao Jin is really there.

"Sister? Why did my sister come here? ”

Zhao Po said angrily: "My sister promised to teach me martial arts before, how did I forget." ”

"I didn't forget it, I just didn't expect my sister to take it seriously." Zhao Jin hurriedly became confused, "If you are a novice, a novice...... Otherwise, my sister will practice Zama step first. Those who practice martial arts should be stable, and Zama step is the top priority. ”

"No problem." Zhao Po pulled up the long skirt, stretched his legs, and was about to start.

"Eh, wait, I'm confused. Since he is practicing martial arts, he naturally can't practice in a skirt. I have a lot of practice clothes in my room, so I'll bring them to my sister. Sister, wait a minute. ”

"I'll go with you."

Zhao Po followed behind Zhao Jin and walked on the winding stone road.

When he was about to arrive at Zhao Jin's house, Shuang'er gently pulled Zhao Po's sleeve. "Miss."

"What's wrong?"

Shuang'er said worriedly: "I also want to practice martial arts." ”

"Okay. Sister, take an extra set of practice clothes, and Shuang'er should also practice. Zhao Po shouted at Zhao Jin.

"Order!"

When they returned to the backyard, Zhao Po and Shuang'er had already changed into military uniforms.

Zhao Jin circled around the two of them, quite a teacher's posture: "Your legs are shoulder-width apart, don't shake, don't shake." It's just a leg now, and I'm going to have an arm the day after tomorrow. ”

Zhao Po is considered a fitness person in modern times, but the original owner's body is weak, his muscles are weak, and he can't use his strength. It didn't take long for Zhao Po to sweat like rain, panting, and finally his legs weakened and he sat on the ground.

It's Shuang'er, before and after running every day, his body is strong, although his legs also began to tremble, but he can still hold on to gritting his teeth.

Zhao Jin walked up to Zhao Po and comforted: "Sister, don't worry. Take it easy. ”

"I'll take a break and continue. By the way, sister, what did I hear about 'Mingyitang' today, have you heard of it? ”

"Mingyitang. I know, there are new little gangs on the rivers and lakes. The hall master Su Zijin is the most famous, and his martial arts are superb. The people in his class are also funny. ”

"How?"

"There was a man from Mingyitang who took the initiative to provoke a friend of mine on the street. My friend was also good-natured, but he provoked him to do it. When two martial arts practitioners fought, the people around them didn't dare to intervene, and finally my friend's servant found me to persuade me to fight, and the matter was over. ”

Zhao Po's heart moved: "But this happened on the thirteenth of this month?" ”

"yes." Zhao Jinqi said, "How does my sister know?" ”

The thirteenth is the day when the original owner was poisoned and died.

Zhao Po vaguely realized something and asked, "Where did you have dinner that day?" ”

"I was about to talk to my sister. I was angry that day, but my father often said that virtue convinces people, so I couldn't help but not hit the person in Mingyitang, but had a good theory with him. I didn't expect it, my eloquence is so good, too good. The man apologized to me and my friend, invited us to dinner and invited us to drink. That's why I came back a little late that day. ”

"Do you still have contact with that man?"

"It's gone. People in the rivers and lakes have no fixed place, and they can see what they want to see. Zhao Jin looked a little lost.

Zhao Po stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and said with a smile: "You may see him again in the future." ”

Zhao Jin also laughed: "Then I borrowed my sister's auspicious words." ”

Zhao Po continued to squat and strateg: "I may come back later tomorrow, practice a little more today." ”

"Why does my sister like hanging out so much lately?"

"I'm running the Sunrise Pavilion right now."

Zhao Po's fluttering words made Zhao Jin stunned for a long time.

"My sister is taking care of the Sunrise Pavilion?!"

"Hmm." Zhao Po nodded.

Since Zhao Jin desperately tried to save himself the night before, Zhao Po believed that the original owner's sister was not a vicious female partner, but a relative he could trust.