Outside the city of Qingzhou, fifty miles to the east.

Surrounded by mountains, there is a very ordinary village. The villagers who live here are all surnamed Guo.

Hence the name, Guojia Village.

Although there are only a few dozen households, it seems to be a bit lively on weekdays. But now, the children running happily on the country roads are nowhere to be found. The fields outside the village were no longer tended to be overgrown and overgrown.

Some time ago, a group of uninvited guests suddenly came to the village. Although there are only a few dozen people who come, they are all ruthless. As soon as they entered the village, they killed people when they saw them, and they did not let go of men, women, and children. It didn't take long for a river of blood to flow and become a purgatory on earth.

None of the inhabitants of the village were able to escape this catastrophe. All the bodies were buried on the spot.

Guojia Village has ceased to exist.

*

There is no moon tonight, and I can't see my fingers.

Under the old tree at the entrance of the village, two middle-aged people dressed as old farmers are sitting here, as if they are waiting for something?

In the night, several black shadows suddenly flashed out. The two people sitting under the tree hurriedly stood up and walked quickly towards the black shadow.

"I have seen the commander of the commanding officer."

The two hurriedly bowed and saluted him respectfully.

"No courtesy."

The visitor walked directly past the two of them and walked briskly towards the village.

Southern Chuluan Honor Guard Commander, Zhao Ming.

He actually appeared in the territory of Daqi? Or is it hidden outside the national capital Qingzhou City, how can it not make people feel shocked?

"Has Lord Yu rested at this moment?"

Zhao Ming turned his head and asked the two people who were following him.

"Returning to the commander, Lord Yu has been in the room, waiting for the commander to return, and has not rested."

When they heard this, they hurriedly bowed down and replied to him.

"Got it."

"Let's all go down and rest first."

Zhao Ming waved his hand lightly, drove away the few people who had returned with him, and walked briskly towards one of the households in the village.

"Yes."

The other people behind him bowed to him when they heard the words. Then they dispersed, and soon disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared, like ghosts in the night.

These people are all from the Nanchuluan Honor Guard. And they are the best of the best, each with extraordinary skills. Going out on a mission in another country is extremely dangerous. If you make a slight mistake, you will die without a place to be buried.

But again, if you can return home safely. They will be greatly rewarded, and they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

There are risks and opportunities.

If you want to get ahead, you must have the guts.

*

In the very center of the village, one of the families.

This family has a slightly larger courtyard than the others, and this is where the head of the previous village lived.

At this moment, the dove has lived in the magpie's nest.

In the distance, the candles in the room are shining. A slender figure was reflected. He is holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully, no matter where he is, he never leaves the book in his hand, giving people the feeling of a humble gentleman.

Outside the door, Zhao was obviously a little distracted.

He stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door.

After a few days of getting along, he had completely subverted his initial perception of him. Who would have thought? is such a white-faced scholar, with a harmless image of humans and animals. But is he such a ruthless person?

A three-year-old child was cut by him with a knife.

He didn't blink an eye.

At that moment, Zhao Ming, who had been practicing martial arts all year round, felt very scared. What kind of eyes are they? He still remembers it vividly.

Bloodthirsty? Excited? Perverted?

It still makes him shudder.

Such a vicious person? Could it be taught by the world-famous Confucian Yu Shifan himself?

"Bang bang bang."

Throwing away the distractions in his heart, he gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The person in the room spoke lightly, and did not get up to open the door for him.

"Squeak."

Zhao Ming gently pushed open the door and walked inside.

There is a kang table on top of the earthen kang, and an oil lamp is dancing. A young man dressed in white sat cross-legged with a book in his hand, looking very casual.

"I've seen Lord Yu."

Zhao Ming came to the kang and saluted him respectfully.

One of the two can settle the world.

Nan Mubai, Yu Mubai.

Now his official position is revised by the Nanchu Hanlin Academy.

Zhao Mingguan is the commander of the honor guard of Chuluan in the south, and he is a high-ranking official of the third grade. Originally, he didn't need to salute him, a petty official from the sixth grade. But now, he didn't feel the slightest abruptness. Because before they came out, Emperor Wen of Chu had already issued a secret decree, and the leader of this operation was Yu Mubai, and he would obey him. Other than that, there was his fear of him.

This weak scholar is really a bit unreasonable.

He is just a dispensable minion of Emperor Chu Wen, but he is completely different, and in the near future, the position of the first assistant of the cabinet has been booked by him in advance.

Don't offend him easily.

There are only benefits and no harms in this way.

"Commander Zhao is back."

"Sit."

Yu Mubai gently put down the book in his hand and said to him with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Lord Yu."

Zhao Ming stiffened his head and sat on the side of the kang, across a kang table from him. Deep down, he really doesn't want to communicate with him face-to-face, because invisibly, he can always feel a faint pressure.

"Let's talk about it in detail."

Yu Mubai's eyes stared at him and said.

"Several yamen in Daqi did not pay too much attention to Xiao Zhen of Beiyan. A single murder weapon alone was not enough to arouse their suspicions. ”

"But tonight, Dali Siqing suddenly broke into Fengqi Pavilion and took away one of the ordinary singers, saying that it was related to this case."

"How? Then it is unknown. ”

“......”

Zhao Ming described to him in detail every bit of what had happened in Qingzhou City in the past few days.

Yu Mubai's fingers tapped on the table, but he didn't interrupt without words, but just listened carefully while closing his eyes and pondering.

"That's it."

Everything that should be said was said to him, and then Zhao Ming shut up.

"Hmm."

Yu Mubai nodded lightly and opened his eyes.

"It's not enough."

"This case must be placed on Beiyan's head. If there is no evidence, then make evidence. Little by little, he guided several yamen of Daqi and shifted their attention to Beiyan Xiao Zhen again. ”

"You do it yourself."

"But you have to remember that you can't make it too obvious, so as not to add to it."

"Don't waste all my efforts."

Yu Mubai said lightly, but in his ears, there was endless pressure.

"Master Yu can rest assured."

"Zhao made sure that this matter was foolproof."

"Beiyan Xiao Zhen, he has set this black cauldron."

Zhao Ming spoke sonorously and reassured him.

"Hmm."

"Also, the Fengqi Pavilion you just mentioned. But that Fengqi Pavilion, which is all over the world and is also extremely famous in Lin'an City? ”

Yu Mubai frowned and asked him.

"Exactly."

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"This Fengqi Pavilion?"

"Is it really what you say?"

Fengqi Pavilion, he hadn't been there before. Originally, I thought it was just an ordinary green building place. But just after hearing Zhao Ming's words, he realized that he was very wrong. This small green building is likely to be a place for intelligence gathering.

If not, why are there so many masters hidden in the cabinet?

"That's true."

Zhao Ming was a little confused, and nodded again.

"I see."

"You go back and rest first."

Yu Mubai picked up the book again and began to read it carefully.

"Zhao said goodbye."

Zhao Mingxiang got up and said goodbye and left.

Putting down the book in his hand, Yu Mubai walked to the window.

Outside the window, it was pitch black.

"Fengqi Pavilion."

In his eyes, a fierce light appeared. His handsome face was a little hideous.

If Zhao Ming saw such a scene, he would definitely have memories in his heart.

That's what he looked like when he killed someone.