The horn bell at the gate of the palace rang a few times, and Lu Guitang's swift footsteps suddenly stopped.

It's right, the banquet in the Haishi Palace is over, and there is not much time left for him.

Lu Guitang walked out of the palace gate, only a few steps to touch the side of the carriage of the Xianwang Mansion, the coachman was sitting on the wheel of the car napping, suddenly woke up a little unhappy, turned his head and saw that the person who came was Lu Guitang, and immediately put away his emotions.

"Why did the prince come out so early?"

This coachman is not the first day to be a coachman, and he has sent Lu Guitang to the palace for banquets many times, and he has never seen him come out so early, so he asked more.

Lu Guitang got into the carriage, and then put away all the drunken appearance that he pretended to be shown to others, he frowned, and did not answer the coachman's words, but said: "When you go back, don't take the long street, Xingquting Lane, cross Xiaolanghe Street, and then go home." ”

The coachman listened to the sound in the carriage that was colder than usual, and hurriedly responded, and immediately remembered his duty as a person at the moment, and no longer dared to ask about Lu Guitang, so he only drove according to his words, and entered Quting Alley without being familiar with the road.

The entrance of the alley is a little narrow, and the carriage moves slower, but it is spacious, and it squeaks all the way to the bank of the Xiaolang River.

The coachman slowed down the speed of driving, for fear that the horse would lose his temper and send the car into the river, although he was cautious, but very brisk, the coachman scratched his head, and only felt that the bank of the Xiaolang River was going faster than on the long street.

It wasn't until the carriage of the Xianwang Mansion went straight to the courtyard gate of the Xianwang Mansion that the coachman got out of the car and called the people inside, and his words were all respectful.

"Lord Wang, it's here."

The word was out, but there was no response, and the coachman scratched his head again, thinking that the prince was drunk tonight and was now asleep in the carriage?

He simply drove two steps forward, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain of the carriage: "Lord Wang, get to ......"

Before the word "yes" could be spoken, the coachman's jaw almost closed, and he looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, but fortunately he did not shout.

It's just full of doubts: why is the carriage empty? What about the prince?

Lu Guitang took advantage of the coachman's inattention when the carriage arrived on the bank of the Xiaolang River, and tonight he hurried out of the palace, and bumped into a lot of palace maids and eunuchs on the way, as well as guards guarding the door, among which anyone who was Ning Guogong would be suspicious.

Since he has done a play, he has to do a full set, Lu Guitang can't wait to go back to the house and come out again, but he can't stop the horse and get off the car on the long street in a grand manner, so he chose this inconspicuous path on this day.

It's not just this reason, on the bank of the Xiaolang River, he wants to see someone.

Lu Guitang stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, and found a small square of Mingyu, the appearance of Xinyan, and the workmanship was very exquisite.

Lu Guitang rubbed this jade in the palm of his hand as he walked, and after a while, the cold Mingyu became warm, this was something given by Shang Guyuan, he never thought that he would really be able to use it one day.

Turning a small street, I saw an iron shop in front of me from a distance, there were few shops on the bank of the Xiaolang River, if it was late today, there was only this one iron shop that had not closed, Lu Guitang's heart moved, and he knew that he had found it.

He walked in, and faced the blacksmith's burning red clay, which looked like a knife like a dagger.

Before Lu Guitang could speak first, the blacksmith glanced at the person in front of him: "Is Childe going to fight things?" It's getting late, and the shop is closing. ”

Lu Guitang rolled up his sleeves and smiled lightly: "It's not iron, it's just something I want to see." ”

When the blacksmith heard this, he became alert, and only raised his head and stared at Lu Guitang for a while, until Lu Guitang handed over the new swallow-shaped Mingyu to him, and then he spoke: "Childe, wait a minute." ”

After saying this, the blacksmith entered the house, and Lu Guitang only waited for the tea, and then saw the blacksmith come out of the house, although there was no smile on his face, but there was more respect in his words: "Childe come in with me." ”

Lu Guitang nodded, and followed him into the small shop.

Yan Yan has no heart, and the deed paper is golden.

There has always been a rumor in the rivers and lakes: Yan Qi Pavilion, which is written in a book, is an organization that kills people without seeing blood.

Yan Qi Pavilion takes people's money to eliminate disasters for people, and anyone who asks for Yan Qi Pavilion must have a contract with it, but no one knows where Yan Qi Pavilion is distributed, and no one knows who the pavilion owner is, let alone how many killers have been raised in the pavilion, and what they have done.

Coincidentally, a few years ago, Yan Qige took over a transaction from Caoyun, which was involved in the salt transportation and caused a lawsuit by the imperial court.

The gangs and the court have always been well water and do not violate the river water, and the saint did not know that there was this sect in the rivers and lakes, but the matter of salt transportation was related to the livelihood of the world.

Shang Guyuan secretly made a lot of efforts with his father to the south at that time, and later found out that there was another person behind the lack of salt transportation, and he effortlessly took out the Yanqi Pavilion.

Since then, Yan Qige owes Shang Guyuan a favor, and Shang Guyuan later pushed the boat down the river and transferred this favor to Li Lu Guitang, hoping that this huge Jianghu sect can one day become the help of Lu Guitang.

Lu Guitang has been clumsy for a long time, and he has never used the chess piece of Yanqi Pavilion until the night.

There is a small pavilion on the iron shop, and after Lu Guitang went up, he waited silently for a while, and after about half a burnt of incense, one person entered through the window.

The man was dressed in black, his body was tall and slender, but his face was extremely cold, and it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave at first glance.

The crescent moon jade that Lu Guitang had just handed over to the blacksmith in his hand must have been given to him by the blacksmith through the contact channel.

Lu Guitang was about to speak, but he saw the person in front of him passing by his side, sat down cross-legged behind the tea case, and brought the new Yan Mingyu under the lamp and candle to take a closer look.

Lu Guitang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said in his heart that this person is quite rigorous, but he doesn't know what rank he is in Yanqi Pavilion, and he looks quite difficult to get along with.

The man looked at it again for a while, then put away the Mingyu in his hand and looked at Lu Guitang, who was standing in front of him.

He snorted coldly and said, "This little merchant is a good man, and what I gave him was given to others like this." ”

The voice is the same as that of people, and it does not freeze and does not stop.

Lu Guitang was stunned in his heart, he didn't know what to say, so he wanted to explain his identity to someone first, but before he could speak, he heard the man's cold voice again:

"His Royal Highness King Xian has encountered some difficulties, and he did not hesitate to use Yanqi Pavilion."

Lu Guitang was choked again, and he didn't know how this person found out his identity, he smiled lazily and said: "It is said that the power of Yanqi Pavilion spreads all over the country, but its whereabouts are monstrous, and it is really the case today." ”

The man didn't greet him either, only blindly made a cold sound, but Lu Guitang heard a little smugness in his words.

He said: "The ears and eyes of Yanqi Pavilion are all over Dazhen, and there is no one whose identity we don't know. ”