Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Son of Heaven is also unpredictable
() After a long silence, and seeing their solemn faces, they knew that they were going to talk about some obscure secrets.
Huo Laoweng felt that his identity was inappropriate, his eyes slipped, he slapped his thigh and stood up, and said an excuse to go to the courtyard. He took a bamboo chair with a backrest and put it at his feet, and then took out the guys in the basket, and immediately sat down and began to make silk umbrellas. But the person is single-minded, and his eyes peek in from time to time, paying attention to the conversation in the room.
"Just out of the suburbs of Beijing and ambushed?"
Shen Xiao's voice was clear, sitting upright with his fingers crossed, his posture was clear, and his eyes were full of exploration.
"After you received the letter, did anyone else know about it?"
"Childe is suspicious of me?" Guo Bu's eyes turned red, and his voice was rapid mixed with a hint of excitement.
"Ahem, ahem...... Senior brother, he's guessing you. Qin Jin waved his hand, his white cheeks were thin, and his back was slightly hunched down due to coughing.
"Shut up." Guo Bu glanced lightly, and in his heart he didn't want to implicate him too deeply.
"Oh, if you want to die, I won't stop you, remember to settle the remuneration first. Anyway, your son-in-law is already in front of him, so I can't find someone in Qianji Pavilion. Qin Jin rolled his eyes weakly, and simply raised his head to find a comfortable position to sit with his legs crossed.
Guo Bu was teased by these words and didn't know how to return his mouth, and his breath stagnated.
"You brothers, the relationship is so good." Shen Xiao chuckled lightly, his eyes roaming over the two of them with deep meaning.
"Childe doesn't have to care about him. I was derelict in my duty first, so I would let my son fall into trouble. Even if Childe doesn't doubt me this time, I'm going to ask for guilt. After Guo Bu finished speaking, he knelt down on one knee and buried his head in his fists.
"Inevitably, the people in my family suspect that I only brought my junior brother to Luoyang. However, a group of our people were arranged to hide in the suburbs of Beijing, so that they could escort Gongzi back in time. ”
"I just don't know when Childe plans to leave?" After Guo Bu finished speaking, he straightened his waist but accidentally pulled the knife wound on his body, coughed in his chest, and changed his complexion slightly.
Shen Xiao stared at him coldly, stretched out his hand to help the void and said, "The enemy has already entered the city, but I am afraid that our every move has fallen under their noses." If you want to go, you have to plan carefully. ”
He looked out the window and saw the pretending Huo Laoweng, and suddenly turned his head and asked Qin Jin.
"Pavilion Master Qin, I don't know what you think?"
Qin Jin lazily stared at the Son of Heaven in front of him, his contour lines were like the first emperor, and his eyebrow bones were soft like the Meng family. When he left the Imperial City, he was young and vigorous, the little prince Shen Ling was still studying in the warm pavilion, and the ninth king Shen Xiao had just passed the weak crown, and left the fiefdom to follow a military general to eat wind and sand in the desert grass.
What happened later also came to his eyes, and Qin Jin lowered his eyes and thought of many people, and his expression became deep.
After not speaking for a long time, Shen Xiao raised his eyebrows patiently, almost thinking that he was asleep.
"Childe, put a basket to catch sparrows." After Qin Jin finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the coffee table, only to find that there was no tea in the house.
This person misbehaves, and he speaks like a fart, and if he says it, he doesn't say it. But you can rest assured that you can think about it carefully, as if you have pinched Shen Xiao's mind.
The two looked at each other and smiled. Guo Bu, who was left out in the cold, suddenly tightened: The Son of Heaven is not only calm, but he is about to catch up with the unpredictability of the regent.
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Therefore, Xiaoyu is very melancholy today. First, she found that the informants in the city had disappeared one by one inexplicably, so she was so busy tracking down clues that she didn't bother to follow Shen Xiao's family anymore. Second, she finally figured out that the person who appeared to save her three or four times was the shadow arranged by the master.
At this hour, the two of them sat in front of the street stall so arrogantly, and each ordered two bowls of mutton wontons to cushion their hunger.
Therefore, Xiao Yu wore a dark ribbon silk belt with arrow sleeves and a slanted cardigan, crossed his slender legs, and smoothed the eight-figure fake beard on his face with two fingers, and pinched off a little soup by the way. His eyelids closed up and down, he glared dryly, poked the chopsticks at the bottom of the bowl with his hand, and asked, "What's your name?" How come I have never seen you in the Pavilion? The master hid you deep enough. ”
The shadow was still dressed in deep pants, with the black gauze hat with wide brims, and was unsuspectingly opened by the hand that the old Xiaoyu probed over, and was carefully looked at by the boy in shock.
"Your face is always so secretive that you can't see people, and I still think you look ugly." The result is that the two eyes are single, the nose is slightly collapsed, and the thick lips are crimson, and the kind that is usually thrown into the pile for a long time and can't tell whose it is.
Therefore, Xiao Yu let go of his hand with some disappointment. Master, shouldn't you be good-looking and shocking, or ugly and miserable?
The little girl speaks straightforwardly, she doesn't like to beat around the bush, and the shadow is silent, and she can only hear the corners of her forehead twitching.
“.…..”
"Don't say it." Therefore, Xiao Yu sighed, "You have followed me since the day I left the mountain, why haven't you found out?" Tsk, I'm angry. "As an authentic martial arts person, her goal is to become a master one day. But being followed for so long has not been noticed, which shows that this road is still too far away for her.
The corners of the shadow's eyes droop, and his temperament is introverted and composed. He saw that Gu Xiaoyu had been frowning, and couldn't help but explain in a low voice: "My skills are not enough, and the pavilion master will be called powerful." One out of ten, no problem. ”
"Also, just call me Eleven."
Therefore, Xiao Yu's black and white eyes lit up, and his eyebrows danced: "That's!" It's a pity, if I had been born ten or eight years earlier, I would have been able to see the master's skills when he was young. It's just that I don't know how the master became like this......"
Her memory of her childhood is not very clear, but since she can remember, Qin Jin seems to have had a serious illness, looking thin and white, coughing and wheezing to lose her breath. Who would have thought that he would create the famous Thousand Machines Pavilion?
"No more gossiping. Big Brother Eleven, have you noticed that something is wrong in the city? Therefore, Xiao Yu's face was solemn, and his eyes secretly glanced around and asked.
Eleven really changed his color, darkened his gaze and said, "Naturally." Our informants have always been secretive in the rivers and lakes, and their identities are not easy to detect. Their disappearance shows that the city has become a dark enemy. ”
Therefore, Xiao Yu nodded approvingly, and continued with his hand on his cheek: "Master, it is estimated that I already knew the identity of the surname Shen, otherwise I would not have sent you to help me." This errand is really not easy to do. She bit her lip and the flap was gone. I secretly thought that I should have drugged people and taken them away, where could there be anything else.
After the two settled the account, they went to the secret stronghold, and suddenly someone stumbled over, and suddenly they rushed to the front with Gu Xiaoyu.
Therefore, Xiao Yu was about to help him, but was reminded by Shadow Eleven.
"Be careful!"
But when he saw it, a sharp light flashed on the man's sleeve, and the bright dagger could cut through the fabric of Gu Xiaoyu's clothes.
The man was full of evil, and stabbed forward with a scornful laugh.
Therefore, Xiao Yu's heart beat like a drum, his eyes widened, and the whole person was pulled by the shadow, and he took a few steps back and leaned against the wall.