The bird circled in the air for a while, and flew eastward at great speed; It was a well-trained carrier pigeon, passing through a jungle, flying low over the lake, and had just entered a bamboo forest, when it was pierced by a bow and arrow.

The pigeon fluttered and immediately fell vertically from a high altitude.

A moment later, a man in a blue uniform approached, he bent down and grabbed the rod of the arrow, removed the piece of paper from the pigeon's feet, threw the pigeon on the ground, and turned and galloped along the horse path in the woods.

This is a small forest separated from Guhuang Mountain by a hill, compared with the Guhuang Mountain, which has been unrecognizable, the bamboo forest here is dense, the lake water is clear, and the scenery is picturesque.

At the foot of the mountain, by the lake, there is a small building, the house sits in the north and faces south, and is built on the mountain and water.

The house is a three-in, three-out courtyard-style structure, although it is not grandiose, but the pavilions, pavilions, pools, pavilions and water pavilions are all missing.

In the yard, a small servant is cleaning up the fallen leaves with a broom, although it is summer, the gust of mountain wind is not cool.

Everything is good here, but there is a tall tree growing next to the yard, and although it is good for shade, its fruit is small and numerous, and when the wind blows, the fruit crackles and falls into the yard.

This is not a big deal, the master who gave birth to them is a clean-loving man, and in order not to hinder the master's eyes, he has to come here every hour or two to clean up.

Some of the fruit had been trampled on the ground, and it was difficult to clean up, so the little servant had to squat down and shovel it with the small shovel in his hand; As he was fiddling, he saw a young man also dressed as a servant hurriedly walk past him, holding a delicate clay pot in his hand.

Chang Geng recognized that it was Zhao Cai, the master's personal attendant, who was also a subordinate, but he was a popular person next to the master, and he only had to play with the master every day, where was the need to get up early and work hard like himself.

Seeing Zhao Cai knocking on the door with the crockpot in his hand like a baby, Chang Geng couldn't help but pout, and secretly wondered in his heart: I'm afraid that this sycophant didn't get a gadget to please the master.

Driven by curiosity, he held a broom and pretended to sweep the floor while pacing under the eaves.

Looking through the window paper and peeking in, Chang Geng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he had been in the yard, and he didn't know when there was one more person in the house......

Zhao Yan looked lazy and lay sideways on the recliner, he held a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, and held a paper fan in his right hand to fan it for a while.

Zhao Yan glanced at the crockpot lightly, his gaze stopped at a man in a blue-clothed official uniform not far away, and slowly asked, "Meng Qi, can you find it?" ”

Meng Qi stood with his hands down and nodded at him: "Yes." As he spoke, he handed a note to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand to take it, unfolded the note, and glanced at the contents lightly; He opened his mouth and yawned as the note was put away, and then, he turned his head slightly, and his slender eyes looked at the little guy on the side.

Under his gaze, the little guy who kowtowed to the ground was dripping in cold sweat.

"Zhao Cai." Zhao Yan called softly.

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Cai's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the crockpot in his hand creaked in his uncontrollable shaking.

"Yes...... Be...... The small ones are in. ”

"What good did you just say brought me?"

Zhao Cai slowly raised his head and opened the lid of the crockpot with trembling hands.

"This ...... This is the little cricket that has just been caught in the mountains, the Lord ...... Look, master, it's big enough, with long legs and straight tentacles...... One...... Set the good fight. ”

"Really?" Zhao Yan got up and stood up, slowly leaned over to him, and said with a smile: "Raise a little higher, I'll take a look at ......." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Cai held the crockpot high above his head, he looked up at Zhao Yan who was close at hand, and tried to calm down, but his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Zhao Yan squinted his eyes and glanced into the crockpot, the smile on the corner of his mouth condensed, only to see him shake his head and say softly: "I don't think this little thing is very good." ”

While speaking, but hearing a "bang", Zhao Cai saw a silver light flash in front of him, and the next moment, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, he looked down, and at some point, the saber on the waist of Adjutant Meng Qi had been deeply inserted into his abdominal cavity.

And the man with the hilt of the sword is his master...... Zhao Yan.

"Master......" Zhao Cai screamed hard, the sword was pulled out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

With a thud, the clay pot fell to the ground and shattered, and a cricket with very good skin bounced up from it and disappeared in ...... blink of an eye.

Chang Geng outside the house was so frightened that he was paralyzed on the ground, afraid that he would make a sound, he covered his mouth with both hands, he had long known that his master was behaving perversely and was not easy to serve, but he never thought that he would be so cruel as this, just because a small cricket killed the entourage who had been serving on the left and right.

Zhao Cai fell to the ground in a pool of blood with a dead face, blood flowing on the clean ground.

Zhao Yan glanced at his hand, and there were a few drops of blood splattered on the back of his hand.

Meng Qi saw the look of disgust in Zhao Yan's eyes, and quickly took the sword in his hand and handed him a handkerchief.

Zhao Yan took the handkerchief and wiped his hands one by one.

Seeing him looking at the dirt on the ground, Meng Qi hurriedly said, "My lord, bear with me for the time being, my subordinates will order someone to come and clean it up." ”

He turned around and was about to walk away, when suddenly he remembered something and turned around and asked:

"This Zhao Cai is dead, and there is a lack of personal service around the adult, so his subordinates will send a message to the Qi steward to let him arrange a useful person from the house to go up the mountain."

Zhao Yan was about to nod in agreement, when suddenly, a pair of eyes that impressed him flashed in his mind.

The beetle had learned to be obedient after being whipped by himself, but he was sure that the meaning in his eyes at first sight could not be wrong.

There is disgust, but also more criticism

…… It's interesting.

After staying in this place where the birds don't poop for a long time, he is bored to the point of madness; I'm idle anyway, and it seems quite good to find this beetle for a pastime.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanyi was like a three-year-old child discovering a new toy, and the whole person became excited.

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As soon as he took a sip of water, the whistle sounded, and Xu Weiqiu hurriedly put down the kettle in his hand and lined up with the others.

A supervisor stood at the front of the line and looked at them silently.

It's not a good thing to gather in the factory every time, and I don't know what to do this time? Everyone couldn't help but get nervous, until the supervisor directly called the team: "Yu Xin, Yu Xin is out of the ranks." ”