Li Siye was still a little lonely when he went home alone, Li Mei'er staying by his side could give him some goals, a little worry, and suddenly alone, he didn't know what to do.

Chang'an City is full of people in the evening, because of the curfew, this time period is the highest peak of the flow of people, there are carriages on the streets, and the officials on horseback shuttle back and forth, in the various shops to carry the goods to sell goods back and forth to shuttle back and forth, with a little tiredness on their faces, but look down at the head horn child following the knee, and show a satisfied smile. Maybe it's this warm human nature that makes Li Siye feel that he doesn't seem to be alone.

He returned to the rented place in Xuanyangfang, and just took out the key to open the door, and looked up to see the bloody words written on the door: You must teach you to die without a place to be buried.

Li Siye was startled at first, but fortunately he didn't bring Li Mei'er back, otherwise seeing such a bloody thing would definitely cast a shadow on her young heart.

He raised his hand to touch the blood that had been painted in the letter, and although it had dried up, it still had a clammy touch, indicating that these people had not been gone long after applying it.

He returned from the doorway and looked up to the right and left, and there was an old owl in the swaying canopy of Hesse on the opposite side, flapping its wings and flying to the roof of a house elsewhere, and there were other eyes hidden in the darkness, and he could not see it.

When he was followed this afternoon, he didn't feel angry, but at this moment, he felt that there was a fire in his chest, and they threatened to take his life, he must fight back, otherwise how to gain a foothold in Chang'an City in the future?

He knows very well who wants to attack him, the so-called green onion cake recipe in the West Market is not enough, and the only explanation is that although the official of the horse has given up the investigation, he still refuses to stop in private, so he can only use unsightly means, and he can only explain it this way for the time being.

He opened the door of the courtyard as if nothing had happened, fetched a bucket of water from the well in the middle of the courtyard, then took a broom from the room, went to the gate of the courtyard, and smeared the bloody writing on the door in the moonlight.

He was just about to go home, when the door of the courtyard next door rattled, Li Siye turned his head to look, but a woman wearing a plain skirt walked out of the courtyard and glanced at this side.

Her eyebrows were thick and narrow, her body was slender and thin, her head was tied in a falling horse's bun, and her long hair hung down to her back, which was as black as a waterfall in the night. Her figure was not a beauty in the Tang Dynasty, which was slightly chubby and plump, but after more than a thousand years, she could beat half of the beautiful Internet celebrities.

After he moved here, he didn't move around with his neighbors much, only knew that there was a merchant who walked the Silk Road next to him, and he only went home two or three times a year, and there was a cook at home, two maids, an old housekeeper who had passed the old age, and the graceful lady in front of him.

Li Siye felt that it was rude to look at him like this, so he bowed slightly and clenched his fists and said, "Li Siye has seen the lady."

The woman gently raised her sleeves to cover her mouth, and also bowed and said, "Concubine Xu's family has seen Li Langjun."

"The concubine came out to remind Lang Jun that there were two sneaky people who came to your house to spy on just now, and Lang Jun went back first to see if there was any shortage of belongings at home."

Li Siye spread his hands and smiled: "I don't have any belongings at home, and I have nothing to lose." Thank you anyway, though. ”

Receiving Li Siye's heartfelt thanks, Xu Niangzi seemed to be very happy, and after bowing down for two more salutes in a row, she walked back to the house.

Li Siye smiled calmly, which is why he did not go to the neighbor's door as a guest. The woman stays alone at home, and goes to visit as the opposite sex, and others only think that you have bad intentions.

He paced back into the courtyard, entered the east wing and closed the door, spread out the bed cover and lay down, covered with a quilt, and looked up at the hole in the pasted paper in the window of the Tianzi grid. The moonlight shone through the holes, right on his chest, and he was thinking.

If it is a horse who wants to take his own life, the ruffians in Chang'an City must be eager to take it, what should he do now, go to Zhang Xiaojing to discuss? Zhang Xiaojing may be helpless. He must find a way to solve this matter once and for all, should he take the initiative to join the prince?

Although the crown prince had mentioned to him that he should come to his house to do things, he had not yet been formally solicited, and he could not go to others with a lot of trouble, which would cause the people in the East Palace to despise him.

He thought about joining the cake during the day, and suddenly a new plan came to his head.

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Daozheng Fang is located below the imperial city of Xingqing Palace, where most of the people live are officials, and there are also some ordinary people's residences, and the streets are all low-rise bungalows, and there are no extravagant mansions. Just because they are too close to the Dragon Emperor of Heaven, as long as Tang Xuanzong stands on the tower of Xingqing Palace, he can see who is rich and who is luxurious.

Feng Dalun, the director of the Jiupin Yu Department of the Ministry of Works, lived in this workshop, and he returned to the house in an ink car, and the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him and said, "Ah Lang is back." ”

Feng Dalun nodded and got out of the car, returned to the hall to change into his official uniform, wore a crimson robe and came to the main hall, sat on the Hu bed and asked the housekeeper, "Scarface, have they come back?" ”

The housekeeper's expression was different, and he couldn't help but smile: "Ah Lang, you better go and see for yourself." ”

Feng Dalun's face gradually sank, he walked out of the main hall quickly, came to the backyard of the wing, this wing looks inconspicuous on the outside, but there is a hole inside, the underground of the wing room was dug out of a large space, Feng Dalun entered the door along the steps down, the pillars are surrounded, the bucket arch cornices, not at all because of the sun and less luxury, there are six glass chandeliers hanging on the caisson, the brilliance of the oil lamp dyed because of the refraction of the glass, so that the hall has a strange smoothness.

Feng Dalun frowned as he leaned on the sandalwood staircase, and there was a circle of water stains on the Persian carpet in his hall, which was a treasure purchased from the Western Regions.

He also noticed the dozen or so people standing in the center of the hall in wet clothes, their hair was disheveled, their hair was still dripping with water droplets, and their faces were blue and white in the water, like a group of water ghosts who had just been dragged into the water.

"What's going on?"

Feng Dalun turned his head to ask the housekeeper, and one of the water ghosts dragged out of his ragged clothes, pulling the messy hair on his face behind his ears, revealing a scarred face.

"Boss, we caught up with that Li Siye, but we didn't expect him to be extraordinary, knocking us all down and throwing us into the Yong'an Canal. We were really careless, and we didn't know about him...... Reside...... Ran will be martial. ”

After Scarface said this, he quickly hid back in the crowd, so that it was not his responsibility alone.

Feng Dalun rubbed his headache skull, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, pulling the wings of his nose and the roots of his ears, like a snake scurrying under his face.

He snorted heavily before he walked down the stairs, stared at everyone and asked, "Huiwu?" How many people are martial arts in Chang'an City? Scarface, wouldn't you! I can't even do this little thing. He's just a Riba man who came to Chang'an City to perform his arts, and so many people can't handle it! How can you maintain the face of letting me Feng Dalun be sealed! ”

Feng Dalun suddenly swept into a group of them, two of them had dry clothes, a horse face and another person.

He was somewhat relieved that the two were not bad and had not been thrown into the water.

"Horse face, who else is that? What's going on with you two? Fought with that Li Siye and let him run away? ”

Ma Mian took the initiative to stand up, but he wanted to say that he fought with Li Siye for three hundred rounds, and the two sides were evenly matched, and Li Siye was injured and fled. But the other people who fell into the water were standing next to him, and he didn't dare to lie and cheat in front of them, so he had to fork his hands and say: "The horse's face was lost, and I didn't see Li Siye at all, so I only ran away in vain." ”

Feng Dalun snorted, he knew that this was the case, it was all waste snacks.

"Still, Boss." "I went to Li Siye's house, and I scribbled on his door with the blood of a black dog, telling him that he would die without a place to be buried." ”

"Hit the grass and scare the snake!" Feng Dalun was angry, turned around and pointed at him angrily and scolded: "What I want is for this person to die!" Just scare what's going on! ”

He paced around the hall, and after thinking for a while, he turned back to them and said, "If you can't beat them, bring more people, the evil tigers are also afraid of wolves, give you two more days, and I want corpses in two days!" ”

The villains nodded submissively, and Feng Dalun instructed the housekeeper: "Go and let them change their clothes, it's already a curfew, it's inconvenient to go out, they will all sleep in the house tonight, and they will go back tomorrow." ”

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