The sharp arrow roared, and before the family could pounce in front of Liu Xuanhe, the fiery arrow grazed his sideburns about five centimeters away from his skin, and plunged straight and forcefully into the window behind him, without hurting him at all.

Liu Xuanhe felt that the skin on the side of his face was burned by the high temperature flames, and the brown paper window brushed the ground and ignited the flames.

The servant who served Liu Xuanhe was very clever, and quickly rushed into the bedroom and poured the basin of washing water on the burning window. The blackened windowsill was dripping with water, and it didn't cause a second fire.

Only then did the family members exhale slowly, and then reacted and shouted in the direction where the black-clothed masked man disappeared: "Don't let that assassin run away, chase!" ”

"No need to chase." Liu Xuanhe ordered to interrupt them, walked to the window and pulled out the arrow.

The masked man is very skilled, and he comes and goes freely in the huge Liu Mansion, and the guards of Dali Temple are probably not his opponents, let alone the family members in the mansion.

The arrow is tied to a round bamboo tube about 15 centimeters long, and the whole body is coated with fireproof paint, which is very light and weightless.

It seems that this person visited Liu's Mansion at night and deliberately made such a big move, just to send this thing.

What is it?

Liu Xuanhe untied the rope for inspection.

The little guy hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Young master, be careful if there is a hidden weapon, let's let the little one come." ”

"It doesn't matter, if he wanted to kill me, I would have died just now." Liu Xuanhe's expression was serious, "This person's martial arts are probably far above the masters of the Great Interior." ”

The bamboo tube cover was opened, and inside was a piece of cloth in a ball, Liu Xuanhe glanced at it, and did not take it out, but closed the lid again.

At this time, Liu Yeping, who was woken up, also wore a single coat and hurried to the courtyard to find out the reason.

He anxiously asked, "But anyone is hurt?" Did the assassins catch it? ”

Liu Xuanhe handed the arrow to the little servant, supported Liu Yeping and said: "No one in the mansion was injured, this person had another purpose in visiting Liu's mansion at night, and he had already let him run away." ”

Liu Yeping glanced at the scorched window and scolded the family: "How did you do the errands? He was able to let an assassin sneak into the inner courtyard to commit murder! ”

It is ridiculous that someone at the feet of the Son of Heaven would attack a first-class official!

The family members knelt on the ground, feeling guilty and embarrassed, and did not excuse themselves and pleaded, and were willing to be punished.

"Father is angry." Liu Xuanhe was relieved: "Don't blame them for this, the assassin is haunting, he is a master of one in a hundred, and it is understandable that they are overlooked for a while." ”

Although Liu Xuanhe's martial arts attainments are not high, the person who can be called a master by him must be an expert. Liu Yeping didn't embarrass the family anymore, and each person fined ten canes as punishment and asked them to strengthen patrols.

"You can't live in this house for the time being, let the housekeeper find someone to repair it tomorrow, and then live in the guest room for the next few days."

"Yes, father."

The little servant took the order and took a few people to clean up the guest room.

Liu Yeping held his eyes at the bamboo tube in Liu Xuanhe's hand, the father and son glanced at each other thoughtfully, Liu Yeping immediately knew that he had something important to discuss, and after retiring a group of people from the outer courtyard, he went to the study with Liu Xuanhe one after the other.

The people on duty in the inner courtyard were all Liu Fu trusted the guards very much, and after repeatedly confirming the safety, Liu Xuanhe poured out the objects in the bamboo tube.

"This is something sent by the black-clothed masked man," Liu Xuan said, "It should be related to the Nanhu bombing case tonight." ”

The man used a similar method to cause the Nanhu wine boat to catch fire in the middle of the night to attack Liu's mansion, probably to remind him that there was no hidden meaning in the Nanhu explosion case, plus the few words he said, disregarding human life and the tragedy at the feet of the Son of Heaven, obviously telling him that the cause of death of the girl who was bombed on the wine boat was strange, and someone deliberately designed it.

As for Chen's sleepless soul, the answer should lie in this object.

The clumps of cloth were flattened in the light, and the bloody crimes and the tragedy of Chenjiazhuang were laid bare in front of the father and son.

After a long time, Liu Yeping asked, "Do you have a clue about the identity of the assassin?" ”

Liu Xuanhe shook his head, "The martial arts moves are not like the people of the Imperial City. ”

"What do you think of tonight's events?"

Liu Xuanhe said succinctly: "Intentional murder." ”

Although there is no evidence to be found at the scene, the more flawless it is, the more it can show that someone has set all the traps in advance, waiting for the prey to jump in, and then present an accidental fire to the world.

Liu Yeping looked at Liu Xuanhe deeply and didn't speak, his son can always hit the nail on the head no matter how he looks at people and does things, and he hits the nail on the head, just like when he was young, such an upright personality is needed by officialdom, but it is not accepted by people in officialdom.

It is destined to be a difficult official road.

The wick on the candlestick branched into two parts, and the light dimmed unconsciously, shining on the blood-stained belly pocket, dull and eerie.

"Do you know who that Tan Gu is?" Liu Yeping took out the scissors to remove the excess wick.

The prefect of Yangzhou Congsi, Liu Xuanhe showed a puzzled look, "What does father mean?" ”

The slightly weaker wick was mercilessly arrowed off, and Liu Yeping's tone was calm: "Tan Gu is the money bag of the third prince." ”

The room suddenly became brighter, Liu Xuanhe was secretly surprised, his father didn't seem to be surprised by Tan Gu's evil deeds, but seemed to have known that he was corrupt and bribed.

Liu Yeping asked again: "Then do you know who the Ouyang family is?" ”

There is probably no one in the court who doesn't know that Zai Fu Ouyang Gong is the second prince.

"Father is saying that this is a partisan dispute?"

Liu Yeping did not deny it, pointed to the wick that was reduced, and said: "If the wick burns for a long time, it will be extinguished if you don't pick it, and the moths of corruption have been indulged for a long time, stirring up the miasma of the court." We will not participate in party struggles, but we must not allow them to endanger national stability. ”

"Yes, children are taught." Liu Xuanhe bowed.

"You will write the excerpt handed to Your Majesty tomorrow, presumably when the Jinfu wedding banquet is over, you should also leave for Jiangnan."

Liu Xuanhe is a doer, and he immediately studied ink by the bookcase to prepare to write the folds, and he didn't care if he needed to rest after a night of hard work. The stubble on his chin looked distinct in the orange light, and it must have been a prickly touch.

is obviously also twenty-four or five years old, but there is a vicissitudes of life.

There are few female dependents in the house, and there is no one around him to take care of him, Liu Ye usually takes care of himself and rarely takes care of him. The life of the father and son in the past few years is a true portrayal of the rough old man.

Liu Yeping glanced at his son melancholy, shook his head and opened the door of the study, and before leaving, he couldn't bear to be concerned and said: "Xuanhe, it's not too late to write tomorrow, rest early and take care of your body." ”

Liu Xuanhe rarely heard the words of concern from his father, who had always been strict, his heart was warm and sour, and he gave Liu Yeping a smile back: "Father rests early, don't worry about the child." ”

Simple, a shallow dimple on the left side of his face, and only when he laughed made him feel that he was once a big boy full of juvenile feeling.

The deep relationship between father and son is not as soft and intimate as that between mother and daughter, and it is easy to declare it.

Liu Yeping's eyes were full of concern, but he didn't say anything, closed the door for him and left in the fragmentary moonlight.

There is a way of fatherly love like a mountain, although there is no embellishment, there are no words, but it always stands at the source of your life, accompanying you through every bumpy and lonely journey......

Always silently for you.

On the other side, Zhao Bingyu, who visited Liu's mansion for the second time and burned his cousin's bedroom window, did not really leave, and kept hiding in the dark to confirm that they had started to investigate the Chen tragedy before leaving with confidence.

Before returning to Jinfu, he bought some yellow paper and gold ingots and burned them to Chen Nian by the South Lake, and recited the mantra for her, praying that she would be safe and happy in her next life, grow up happily, get married, have children, and spend a light and happy life.

He believed that as long as his uncle Liu Yeping intervened in the case, Tan Gu would be unable to fly even if he had three heads and six arms. He just forgot it, but he had a lot on his mind, and he was finally able to devote himself to his marriage with peace of mind.

As for those conspiracies and tricks, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it, as long as it does not prevent him from getting rich and marrying a wife, everything is easy to say.

By the time he returned to the Jin Mansion, it was already the fourth watch, and the entire Jin Mansion was quiet, and the master and his subordinates had already rested. Before Zhao Bingyu returned to the side hospital, he suddenly didn't know which scripture was not right, and he was worried about Jin Jiaojiao, so he took a detour and went to her courtyard again, planning to take a look at his fiancée and go back to sleep.

A lot of golden cinnamon has been planted in Jinfu, and the golden flower bones on the tree have bloomed one after another in the past few days, and the air is full of sweet smells. Jin Jiaojiao likes osmanthus and all kinds of osmanthus snacks, and the golden cinnamon in this mansion was planted by Jin Wen for her. Zhao Bingyu broke a few of the best branches, and planned to send them to Jin Jiaojiao's room to help her sleep well.

Zhao Bingyu came to her courtyard with the fragrance of flowers and joy, only to find that her house was still lit and the courtyard was empty.

"It's not good, it's so late and you don't rest." He muttered in his heart, and just as he wanted to call his wife, he heard the voice of a middle-aged man in Jin Jiaojiao's room.

It's not the voice of Jin Wen!! It's not the voice of Steward Wang!!

The voice of a strange man!!

Zhao Bingyu was worried about Jin Jiaojiao's safety, so he kicked open her door.

Jin Jiaojiao sat on the pear wood carved chair for a long time, a middle-aged man was half-kneeling on the ground, and the two looked at Zhao Bingyu who was still wearing night clothes at the door.

“……”

“……”

Zhao Bingyu: "......".

What's going on?

The three of them were confused.

This interview said that it was a rape and there was no adulterer, and it was almost a robbery, and none of the robbers robbed with flowers.

Zhao Bingyu had a preconceived idea, took the initiative to walk to the seat next to Jin Jiaojiao and sat down, leisurely raised Erlang's legs and fiddled with Jin Gui in his hand, as if you continued to be the male host.

Jin Jiaojiao glanced at him coldly, and suddenly understood the reason why An An was an old mother at a young age.

This is clearly a dead child with developed limbs, and the whole thing is not cleaned up.

Zhao Bingyu did not shy away from looking at the man on the ground, except for the wide distance between his eyes, he had no characteristics and a very ordinary appearance.

But the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt, and suddenly, he suddenly remembered that he had seen him twice in the store when he was in charge of the kitchen in Qianjintai before. Every time he comes, Wu Xingtou will be extraordinarily respectful and dog-legged to personally serve him to check the accounts, isn't he the mysterious shopkeeper behind the Qianjintai!

The middle-aged man on the ground looked at Zhao Bingyu's naked gaze, uncomfortable, and cast a look of embarrassment towards Jin Jiaojiao for help.

Jin Jiaojiao said speechlessly: "Fan Zhe, you go on, just when he doesn't exist." ”

"Yes, Ninth Master." Fan Zhe nodded and continued the previous topic, "The guy you asked us to check before is a person from Jingzhou, who served in the army five years ago, and because he offended the people above, he was framed for stealing military salaries, fined fifty military sticks, and was kicked out of the army. ”

Jin Jiaojiao said again: "After you go back, immediately send someone to find the trace of this person, he is very likely to have left Bianjing, follow him after finding someone, and stare him to death." ”

At this time, Zhao Bingyu was directly dumbfounded, the behind-the-scenes shopkeeper of Qianjintai called Jin Jiaojiao the ninth master, so the mysterious boss Jiu Ye that people talked about turned out to be his future wife?

No wonder the two will be tense when they meet for the first time, and he is relying on the landlord's head.

What's the difference between that and shooting yourself on your toes!

He himself felt stupid.