The letter is used in the Tang and Qi official small letters, the handwriting is rigid and soft, the square is in the pen sharp, the ink is calm, but there is the shadow of the most popular flower body in the market, solemn and solemn and delicate and feminine two completely different styles are fused together, but it does not make people feel abrupt and artificial, but it is mixed with nature and self-contained, which makes people look pleasing to the eye and have endless aftertaste.

The person who can write such elegant characters, calligraphy and painting is just a Northern Qi spy who lives in an unknown Taoist temple in southern Xinjiang, Li Xinglin couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't know for a while whether it was because there were too many talents in the Northern Qi Dynasty or too few talents.

It's just that Dong Ru doesn't care about the sympathy between literati at all, thinking that Ning Jing was almost killed, and his personal maid almost died on the spot, and the accomplice behind this still has the leisure to sell words and calligraphy here. If only all of this long story were confessions, all the nonsense was useless nonsense, and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows slightly, and said angrily, "It's all bullshit!" ”

Li Xinglin trembled slightly, pretending to inadvertently bury his head in the letter.

Dong Ru glanced at him angrily and explained, "It's not about you!" ”

If it is true that according to what is said in this letter, this guy who incarnates the fire worker is not a spy of the Northern Qi court, at best, he can only barely be regarded as a doorman in the Baili Zhengcheng Mansion of the king of the southern courtyard of the Qi Kingdom. In his life, he liked the art of Taoist Danding the most, because he was not used to the intrigues and intrigues in the court, and he had been idle for a few years in the Baili Zhengcheng Mansion, so he invited himself to Tang to be an idle chess player to do some work to find out the news.

Then he used some pen and ink to praise Li Xinglin's political strategy, and by the way, he praised himself very proudly, saying that relying on his hard work over the years, Li City Lord has become famous in the Qi realm, and he has already entered the eyes of the king of Baili.

At the end of the letter, he talked about the assassination the day before yesterday, and expressed his apologies quite earnestly. It is only said that he did not know about these assassinations of women and children beforehand, but that the killers he dealt with were resentful and wanted to take revenge because of the failure of the prison robbery a few days ago, and broke the rules of the industry.

Youyun himself was only in charge of contact and provided some information. It's just that although he didn't participate in the assassination case, he thought that he couldn't stop it, and he blamed himself afterwards and was annoyed, and he didn't think about it every day with tears. Hearing that the lord of the city had come to offer his condolences, he was ashamed to be ashamed, and he had already dealt with the assassin on his behalf, so he presented the murder weapon used by the assassin as a sign of reparation.

At the end of the letter, there is no payment, but a budding flower bone is depicted, whether it is color or line, it is the best choice, and it is elegant.

"Listen, what a righteous gentleman, in the mud, with a bright heart. Lao Li, I have to fight with you. Jiang Li pursed his lips at Li Xinglin, looked back and saw Cao Rufeng's eyes floating, and immediately silenced, just hugged the thin sword in his arms, and whispered, "I also tried my best to sell my life, and I said that this sword would belong to me, but I can't regret it." ”

Dong Ru smiled.

Li Xinglin carefully folded the letter paper neatly, put it in his arms, and looked elsewhere in the room, seeing that there were no more clues, he had to say quite unwillingly, "It's only like this, the letter said so much, but I don't know which sentence is true and which sentence is false." I originally guessed that he was sent by the king of the Southern Courtyard of Qi State, but it turned out that the letter was so readily recognized, but I was a little unsure again, and I will think about it slowly after I go back. ”

In order to avoid suspicion, Daoist Xu Mi has been standing on the stone steps in front of the side hall and waiting, and at this moment, he saw a few people coming out of the house, his eyes casually swept over the thin sword in Jiang Li's hand, and asked with a slight surprise, "Can the city lord gain something?" ”

"Nothing but this sword, which was specially reserved for us." Li Xinglin arched his hand and said slightly apologetically, "I'll take the sword away, the arrester of the government will come to Guanli to collect evidence routinely in the next few days, I will let them be as careful as possible, don't disturb the Taoist cultivators, and ask the Taoist to forgive me." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The city lord is generous, and Xiao Daoming is heartfelt. Guanli must cooperate with all the officials, as long as it is useful, just command the trail. ”

Unexpectedly, this Huogong Taoist who lived in the temple was actually an accomplice of the assassins, and he was even more involved in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he did not directly seal up the Taoist Temple according to the major crime of collaborating with the enemy, or treat himself for the crime of harboring and harboring, which is already a great luck. Xu Mi knew that if it weren't for the meager incense relationship with the city lord, he would be afraid that anyone would not be able to eat and walk around. At this moment, hearing the city lord say so politely, Xu Mi's face was full of gratitude, and while wiping the sweat on his forehead, he thought that there was really nothing to give away to express his heart, so he could only smile with a shy face, "Xiaodao really doesn't know how to repay him, why don't you start a hexagram for this little prince?" ”

Jiang said strangely, "Haven't you already counted it?" ”

"The right person counts the thing, not the person." Xu Mi explained, "Qingfengguan's hexagram arithmetic has always been possible, so the little boy might as well give it a try." ”

Jiang Li pouted and said, "I don't believe in this, why don't you count it with the city lord and his wife." ”

Xu Mi shook his head and said, "Little boy doesn't know, what are you relying on for this hexagram, it is just four words, chasing the wind and catching shadows." This wind and shadow naturally does not refer to those in the world, but refers to taking a little luck from the body to deduce one or two. In particular, there are many things that need to be retained to deduce the proposition, and if the divination is done frequently, the loss will naturally be harmful and useless. Xiao Dao didn't dare to please the city lord twice in half a year. ”

"I see, I haven't heard of it before." Li Xinglin nodded again and again when he heard this, and turned his head to Jiang Lidao, "The signing just now is also accurate, and I have come, so it is better to count another hexagram, and it will not be in vain to Xu Daochang's sincerity." ”

While a few people were talking, Mu Tan had already run all the way from the main hall holding a pitch-black lottery holder. Jiang Li looked at it sharply and said strangely, "This lottery holder is very different from the previous one, and there is still something special about it?" ”

Xu Mi stroked his beard and smiled, took the sign holder with one hand, and said with a complacent expression, "Naturally different, this sign holder has been enshrined in front of the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch for thousands of years, and it is the most valuable belongings in my Qingfeng View, which is ordinary and comparable." Xiaodao is also a little physiognomy, and when he saw that the child's life was peculiar, he made a special trip to invite him out to make a hexagram for the son. Not to mention anything else, this hexagram will have to remove ten years of fireworks, and it will be reluctant to use it on weekdays. ”

Jiang Li stuck out his tongue, he never believed in these illusory numerology techniques, and only thought that the old Taoist in front of him was playing tricks. was about to say a few words, but saw Dong Ru on the side and said softly, "Daochang Xu's signature has always been very accurate, since he is here, he will count it." ”

The senior sister has already spoken, of course she can't help but give face. Jiang Li obediently stretched out his hand to take the stick holder from Xu Mi's hand, only to find that it was not the bamboo tube that he thought was coated with a layer of black lacquer, which was actually a few points heavier than ordinary gold and iron, and he didn't know what material it was made of, but it was slightly warm, which was very inconsistent with the current spring cold weather, and I didn't know if it was roasted by the incense candle in front of the statue of Sanqing.

There seem to be some very shallow lines painted on the stick, but they are covered by a black coating, and they are not clear to look at, and only when you look closely can you see a little clue, which seems to depict the stars of the heavens. What is amazing is that these patterns are clearly engraved on the stick, but when they are imprinted into the eyes, they are like living creatures, swimming slowly and smoothly.

Holding it in your hand, feeling the heat coming from the palm of your hand, although there is not much disturbance of spiritual power, there is a strange and wonderful feeling transmitted to the whole body through the palm, so that all parts of the body suddenly feel comfortable, and even the spirit is lifted, which seems to be a little more refreshing.

Jiang Wei was secretly shocked, thinking about what Lao Dao said just now, and said goodbye in his heart, at least the lottery holder in his hand really looked a little famous.

He looked up along the stick holder in his hand, and found that the bamboo stick inside was also unusual, with neither a signature nor a number written on it, only some patterns of unknown meaning.

Jiang Li looked to the side suspiciously, but saw that Old God Xu Mi was standing aside, and he didn't explain anything, but just gestured with his hand to please.

Jiang Li temporarily let go of the neglect in his heart, but this time he was calm and began to shake the lot seriously, and it didn't take long for a bamboo stick to jump out.

He only glanced at it, and was picked up by Xu Mi's detective.

I saw Xu Mi holding the bamboo stick in his hand, and looked at it carefully over and over again, and then he handed over the dust in his hand to Mu Tan, holding the bamboo stick in both hands and looking through it carefully, his face became more and more solemn.

Jiang Li looked at the change in the old Taoist's expression, and laughed in his heart, thinking that the decisiveness of those who deceived people and told fortunes in the world was the same way. According to the routine, the old Taoist should shout that the son will have a catastrophe, and then subdivide how to resolve it.

But seeing Xu Mi let out a long breath, the expression on his face flickered and darkened, and he changed back and forth very strangely, and finally turned into a face full of confusion. He thought for a moment, then he took his eyes off the bamboo stick, and looked up at Jiang Lidao, "The luck of the little boy is actually implicated in the Heavenly Dao, which is incomprehensible." It's really a low-level ability, and it can't be seen through the changes in between. ”

Several people felt confused when they heard this, that is, Jiang Li heard that this was completely different from the unexpected, and couldn't help but poke his head over, and was about to ask Xu Mi to take a closer look, but he was surprised to find that there were countless extremely fine cracks that arose from the head of the sign, and then spread to the lower part at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, the bamboo stick was cracked into countless tiny bamboo threads, and it couldn't be pieced together the original appearance.

Xu Mi was obviously shocked by the scene in front of him, and looked at the bamboo silk fluttering in the wind in his palm in a daze, and only came back to his senses after a while, and said with a wry smile, "Even the Heavenly Dao wants to cover the little boy's qi, and this lottery really can't be solved." ”