Fengyang Mansion, Chengbei, Shangbei Bookstore.

"I don't know that Jiang's commander is in charge, and he is far away." The shopkeeper silently looked up at the person in front of him.

If it weren't for his conspicuous figure, the shopkeeper really wouldn't have recognized this dusty guy as Jiang Xuan.

After all, most of the people who will come to the bookstore are weak scholars.

"You're welcome, I may have to talk to Mr. Fang in the next few days." Jiang Zhen arched his hand slightly.

When Jiang Zhen worked with this person, he didn't suffer a lot of dark losses, this guy is not a stubble to mess with.

Mr. Fang smiled and replied slowly: "Commander Jiang invites you, and someone on our side is just a shopkeeper." ”

"Mr. Fang is humble, I want to inquire about someone, I don't know if Mr. Fang has heard of it." Jiang Zhen asked solemnly.

"Who?" Mr. Fang responded succinctly.

"Song Yi, now in the Shu Palace." Jiang Zheng said.

Mr. Fang was slightly stunned, but still said concisely: "I don't know." ”

After a pause, he continued: "I don't have any skills, so I can only take care of this one-third of an acre. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhen didn't talk anymore, and went upstairs silently, muttering silently:

"Fang Xiaoru, Fang Xiaoru, what are you trying to do in this Fengyang Mansion."

As for what Mr. Fang said, he didn't believe it at all.

After all, Fang Xiaoru was Song Lian's student, and when he left Ying Tianfu, he was alone.

Besides, even the prince Zhu Biao can't stay, is willing to live in this Fengyang Mansion and be a shopkeeper?

Looking at Jiang Zheng going upstairs, Fang Xiaoru muttered silently, "Song Yi, are you in the Shu Palace?" Something interesting. ”

If Song Yi was here, he should probably be able to guess the thoughts of this filial piety.

This person came from Yingtianfu on purpose, most likely to inspect Brother Chun'er.

……

Outside the palace of the king of Shu.

"If you go slowly, you won't send it." Song Yi looked behind him and said respectfully.

After bidding farewell to Jinyiwei, he turned around and looked at the familiar plaque in front of him-Shu Wangfu, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Just looking at this plaque makes me feel more relieved." Song Yi couldn't help but sigh.

But he suddenly paused, looked at the guards standing in front of him who could nap, and shook his head helplessly.

The two guards, one black and strong, and the other lean, Song Yi gave them a kind nickname, and they were brainless and unhappy.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, Your Highness is down." Song Yi slowly approached and quipped.

The lean one came to his senses first, and woke up his teammates violently.

Standing straight in front of the door, Song Yi looked at the two of them meaningfully.

After a while, seeing that the two of them were still serious, Song Yi didn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing.

Only then did the confused duo react.

The lean guard directly put on a stinky face with a displeased face, and the black strong guard scratched his head happily.

Song Yi didn't tease the two anymore, took out a few ingots of silver, stuffed them into the two, and said with relief: "Rest early in the evening, it's really hard work for the two of you recently." ”

Song Yi also got closer and found that the dark circles under the eyes of the two were really obvious.

I can't help but think that in recent days, there have been waves of assassins entrenched on the edge of the Shu Wang's Mansion.

The two guards must not be easy, and the pressure is also very high, and most of the dark circles under his eyes are tired because of him.

After that, the two guards were not hypocritical, and took it directly.

Song Yi also went back to his house by himself.

Seeing Song Yi leaving, the black strong guard was a little embarrassed, and muttered, "Thin fox, did he misunderstand something." ”

He knew in his heart where the dark circles under their eyes came from, and when they sang last night, they were indeed the most fun they played.

"Give you money, you will take it, what are so many words." The thin guard, who is also the thin fox, said viciously.

Seeing that the black strong guard still had a "constipated" twisted look, the thin fox slowed down his tone and said seriously: "Hei Niu, he doesn't know, so don't you know?" Who do we protect every day, isn't it him Song Yi? ”

"Besides, how much he made from Song Yi's refined salt, these are just a small amount of money to him."

When the black bull heard this, he didn't say anything more, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "I don't know who was unhappy at first." ”

Since the fall of the Zhang family, Zhu Chun has also thoroughly understood Song Yi's ability to make trouble, and deliberately found the two most reassuring guards to stay by Song Yi's side at all times.

After all, in Zhu Chun's opinion, Jin Yiwei is serving his father after all, and he doesn't know when he sold Song Yi.

As for Lu Honglang, he is just an outsider.

……

On the other side, Song Yi walked back to the house slowly, and after confirming that there was no one in private, he slowly opened the materials given by Zhao Long.

This time, this material was somewhat unexpectedly detailed.

"I'm underestimating Jinyiwei." Song Yi said with a smile, after all, in this operation after action, Jin Yiwei didn't give him any particularly eye-catching feelings.

Probably the only thing is that the execution is strong.

The materials that Zhao Long gave him contained four things.

A topographical map of the outskirts of the city, a copy of your approximate troops, a complete record of the decoy's conversations with them, and a portrait of which you could not tell anything apart.

Song Yi sighed slightly, Zhao Long gave quite a lot, and he was really not afraid that he would sell him.

With such full preparation by Jin Yiwei, if there were no external factors, the matter would actually be quite easy to solve.

But Song Yi is different, he still likes to be more stable.

After all, Gou Dao is the real royal road.

Song Yi muttered to himself: "When you come out to mix, you rely on the back hand, the back hand, and the back hand, and the first strike, all of them are deceiving honest people." ”

After a pause, he said thoughtfully: "The Ming Dynasty is not a legal society. ”

After that, Song Yi slowly picked up the topographic map of the suburbs, which he didn't know, and he was startled when he saw it.

"On the outskirts of the city, there are still too many variables." Song Yi looked at the terrain and couldn't help frowning, a little embarrassed.

When he carefully looked at the trading place circled in red on the map, he couldn't help but scold: "This Zhao Long, stupid, how can he choose this place to trade." ”

This wave is going wrong, it's going to be a big problem.

The trading place, far from the city, is also open on all sides, and there is a woodland not far away.

Song Yi understood Zhao Long's intentions.

Far from the city, it is perfect to kill people and dump corpses.

The four sides are empty, and the enemy has nothing to hide, so it is convenient to catch them all.

The woodland may be Zhao Long's self-righteous backhand, and it is not a problem to hide dozens of brocade guards from him.

It can be said that it is very appropriate for Wufu's ideas, coupled with Jinyiwei's self-confidence, horizontal and vertical is a tough meal.

And Song Yi could only say, "He really can't do this job, who does he love." ”

In desperation, he carefully confirmed that he was not blind or mistaken, and he couldn't help but have a big head, and waved his hand weakly: "This job, I really can't do it, who do it, love whoever you want." ”

Throwing the map away, he lay flat.

After a long time, he didn't hear the sound of landing, Song Yi turned around calmly, and sure enough, it was Zhao Long, which was as he expected.

After all, you can always find the figure of Jinyiwei in the palace of the king of Shu.