While waiting for Xi'er to come to the door.

Keisan stepped out of the shadows, with a cloud of smoke behind him.

"Lord Wang, there is movement of that person today."

"Tell me."

If there is no raven today, and Ye Weiyang is also in a state of almost paralysis, Qing 13 no longer needs to borrow a step to speak in the Red King's Mansion, he walked straight to Zheng Xiu's side, smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "Today, a deaf, blind, and lame man entered the city, went to the blind Chen Wei's bone booth, and secretly stuffed him with a letter. ”

"What's in there?"

Qing 13 smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "The prince is in a dilemma." ”

"Yes. And then? ”

Then the lame, the blind, and the deaf went their separate ways. The blind and deaf were sent away by the officers and soldiers begging on the street and went to Dali Temple to spend the night. The cripple secretly met a woman. ”

"Huh?"

Zheng Xiu snorted lightly and waited for the following.

Qing 13 pretended to sigh and said: "Maybe I disappointed the prince, I didn't see what he said, 'The blonde warmer in the Western Regions, the young and white-skinned girl', cough cough, a pair." ”

After saying that, he blinked vigorously.

"Seriously...... Now it's different, you're the king's man now. ”

Zheng Xiu glared at Qing Pi.

Qing Pi's face was solemn, he thought that it made sense, his waist was also a little straighter, and he continued: "The prince has taught him a lesson. Later, I hid in the corner and listened to the lame man calling the woman ...... 'empty'. ”

Empty?

The dead memory suddenly attacked Zheng Xiu, and this word made Zheng Xiu frown: "Chu Susu? ”

"Oh? Does the prince know? ”

"It's a bit of a karma."

Zheng Xiu didn't explain much.

He gradually remembered his experience in Shuzhou.

Now that she sees Chu Susu again, she may not recognize herself.

By the way, including Qing Thirteen, many people in Zheng Mansion more or less guessed that Zheng Evil and Zheng Shan were both played by Zheng Xiu, but Zheng Xiu did not affirm this on the surface, they all pretended not to know, and Qing Thirteen was the same.

Maybe the prince has some different hobbies, such as pretending to be a child and playing with the maid at home or something.

In addition to Qing Thirteen, the rest of the Zheng family also sensed that something was wrong, since the old man fell ill, the little young master had not appeared for a long time. Erniang occasionally laughed at Pingping's crazy words that she said at that time that she wanted to be a young grandmother, which made Pingping's face shy, and inexplicably made up for the bizarre scene of being an old grandmother, and her face turned red with shame, and she couldn't wait to get into the cracks.

In short, for Zheng Xiu's matter, no one else dares to ask more now, and they all tacitly know it.

Not a bad thing anyway.

If the "young master" appears, they may be more open.

Straight to the point.

The news that Qing 13 came to convey ended here, and Zheng Xiu did not give instructions for the next step. Qing 13 asked tentatively: "Lord Wang, that blind man Chen Wei seems to have a test on the Lord Wang, does the Lord plan to meet, or is it simply ...... Ga? As he spoke, Qing 13 smiled and made a movement to wipe his neck, grinning and making a vivid "quack".

It's the meaning of straightforward gag.

"Not for now."

Zheng Xiu thought about it and shook his head.

Qing Shisan's expression was calm and nodded.

In his heart, he understood in seconds, and the prince of the secret path was really interested in the "pair of blonde warmers in the Western Regions".

After Qing 13 retreated, after a while, Xi'er rushed to the Red King's Mansion.

"Tailor Xi'er has seen the prince."

Xi'er Jiao shouted drippingly, her eyes were moist, the corners of her mouth were curved and her eyebrows were pointed, and she looked very happy. She first saluted Prince Zheng, and then looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.

Zheng Xiu asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

Xi'er lowered her head and hung the curtain: "I heard that Senior Zheng Shan is back." ”

Zheng Xiu chuckled in his heart: "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Brother Thirteen accidentally said something out of his mouth." Xi'er Xiafei had her cheeks and smiled gently: "Last time in Shuzhou, Xi'er didn't have time to apologize to Zheng Shan's predecessors and thank you. ”

Zheng Xiu recalled.

The apology refers to the fact that she stood on the opposite side as Yueyan at that time. The thank you means that Zheng Shan's attack deliberately avoided Yueyan, allowing Yueyan to return to the capital alive and sound.

Xi'er didn't see the clue? Zheng Xiu secretly complained in his heart, this girl looks smart, but her nerves are quite big. This Qing Thirteen is also mouthy, and he is definitely deliberately careless.

Zheng Xiu coughed dryly twice, hiding his embarrassment, and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Shan...... "No, Zheng Xiu pondered for a while. Since Xi'er didn't see it, Zheng Xiu didn't plan to explain more, so he said: "My uncle Shenlong can't see the head and the tail, and now he is not there." ”

"Oh." Xi'erqiao's face couldn't hide the disappointment, but soon she straightened up, remembered the matter, and smiled: "Lord Wang, this summons Xi'er, but for the reason why she ordered it not long ago?" ”

"Back to the prince's words." After receiving an affirmative reply, Xi'er began to count with her fingers: "Since the mysterious disappearance of the Lord of the Night, Yeweiyang has become a plate of scattered sand, Xi'er has contacted them one by one these days, and after learning that the new 'Yeweiyang' will be under the command of the prince, they have different reactions. ”

"Sit and talk."

Zheng Xiu pointed to the side seat and motioned for Xi'er to sit down, no need to be restrained.

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

It is impossible to be restrained, but the meaning of the face is still there. As soon as the prince said to give the seat, Xi'er pressed her ass softly on the chair.

At this time, Yin Qingqing was wearing a blue pigment skirt and served two cups of tea with an expressionless face.

"Huh?" Xi'er glanced at Yin Qingqing and wondered in her heart. She doesn't live in the prince's mansion on weekdays, and she doesn't know when there is a strange maid in the mansion. But Xi'er didn't ask much.

I saw Xi'er's five fingers open, the middle finger bent to the palm, the invisible and colorless silk thread shot out of the sleeve, and the tea lid was lifted out of thin air and hung in the air. She took a sip of the hot tea, moistened her throat, and secretly glanced at Yin Qingqing with her afterglow.

Yin Qingqing lowered her head and did not show any reaction to Xi'er's hand.

It's an insider. Xi'er drank tea, and after secretly confirming this, seeing that the prince did not mean to let Yin Qingqing retreat, after pondering for a moment or two, he continued:

"In December these years, through the raven, the night lord personally contacted, such as today, all the ravens died, the old part of the night is scattered all over the place, in addition to the old department in the north, the rest of the east, west, and south of the old department, for a while Xi'er is difficult to get in touch with."

Of course, Zheng Xiu deliberately let Yin Qingqing be present to observe.

Yin Qingqing is now his person, and at the same time he is also the bridge of communication between him and the emperor. Not long ago, the emperor sent "Jade Kuaizi" to urge Zheng Xiu to do things, and now Zheng Xiu is dealing with the mess of Ye Weiyang professionally, so he has to let these achievements "inadvertently" pass into the ears of the emperor.

Well, that's how the prince should be.

Zheng Xiu drank tea calmly and praised himself in his heart.

"As for the old December ......"

Xi'er's "undercover" over the years was not in vain, and she crossed her fingers and began to count: "Shangxian Yi, I asked many people, and my sister who has been sitting in the 'wall water' position for ten years told me that she has never seen Shangxian Yi, almost a legend, and she even doubts the existence of this person." ”

"Shangxing II, legend has it that before the third winding into the night Weiyang, he was the first master in the night Weiyang. Since the people of Fengbei entered the night Weiyang, they rarely attended, which was no different from retreat. ”

"Shangxian Sanfengbei, living in the prince's mansion, needless to say." Xi'er squinted her eyes and smiled.

"Shangxian, 'shadow play' Jun doesn't laugh, not long ago he had a grudge with the people of Fengbei in Shuzhou, and now he has returned to the imperial city and sang in the troupe, since the raven died, he seems to have no intention of returning to the night."

"On the string of the army, the 'living dead' Situ Yong, take the path of the 'healer'. Although he led Ye Weiyang's Yulu, Xi'er heard that in the first month of his time as a stringer, he gave the raven to ...... "Xi'er made a "one-size-fits-all" action with more than one season, and said fearfully: "It's cut." It is said that he is a strange person who only treats incurable diseases and does not attend work. ”

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he couldn't help frowning: "Situ Yong is actually a person from Ye Weiyang?" ”

Xi'er chuckled: "To be honest, Situ Yong doesn't give much face to the night lord, he only puts his name on it, but he has never done anything about the night." In the past few days, if anyone was injured in the past, Situ Yong did not hesitate to help him, barely half of the old department of Weiyang. ”

"As for Shangxian Lu," Xi'er said this, her eyes showed a little melancholy: "He is half of Xi'er's master, and when Xi'er was in the middle of the night, it was he who led me to get started." ”

"How is this person?"

"Cheerful and helpful. It's a rare good person. After Xi'er sent a "good guy card" to Shangxuan Lu, she said worriedly: "But he disappeared later." ”

"About half a year ago, not long after I went south with Fengbei and Zheng Shan's predecessors to look for cannibal paintings, there were rumors in the north that barbarians were harassing the frontier, among them...... It seemed that something was wrong, the night lord ordered, and he went, and so far there has been no news, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead. ”

It is the command of the Lord of the Night again.

Zheng Xiu always felt that the candles were being laid out everywhere, and when he heard this, he felt a little anxious inexplicably.

"The above is the 'First Quarter Moon' in the old department of Ye Weiyang, and everyone in the First Quarter Moon has at least the strength of the 'Little Heavenly Position'."

The celestial position and star position are based on the combat effectiveness unit "Shenwu Soldier" as the evaluation standard, and Zheng Xiu has always scoffed at this set of strength assessments. The thaumaturgist's skill cannot be measured by the common sense of "strength or weakness", just take himself. Now that he is going all out, hammering a "winding up" Jun is not smiling easily, he can't deliberately run to the barracks to evaluate a big position, right?

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu didn't care about what Xi'er said, "What kind of ghost heaven", nodded, and motioned for Xi'er to continue.

"As for the second quarter moon in the past, the first quarter of the second quarter, the second quarter of the second quarter, the third of the second quarter, and the second quarter of the second quarter were usually the most diligent, and almost all of them ran north and south of the river, and it was difficult to contact them for a while. The only thing Xi'er knows is 'Xia Xian', known as 'Gu Qiutang', who is known as 'not moving the knife', his sword skills are superb, and he is quite magical with martial arts. Xi'er didn't know that Zheng Xiu had already fought with Gu Qiutang, and after explaining Gu Qiutang's origin a little, she said:

"In Shuzhou, Gu Qiutang had a grudge with the people of Fengbei, and now he is living in seclusion in a valley thirty miles away, I sent someone to send a letter to him, but the messenger said that after Gu Qiutang read the letter, he refused to return to Yeweiyang, and decided to concentrate on sword art and retreat."

"Except for December, the twenty-eight constellations have always been connected by the night lord in a single line, except for a few familiar with Xi'er, the rest are scattered in the east, west, north and south, and want to regroup...... With all due respect, it's better to let Brother Thirteen find a few good hands in the family to top. ”

The implication was that there were several "stars" that were inferior to the Brotherhood Assassins.

"Xi'er even learned that there were many former night guards in the imperial city, but now they have no work, so they are sad, some people are performing on the streets, some are doing chores in restaurants, and some people are returning to their hometowns to farm, and people's hearts are scattered."

Xi'er spent more than a month inquiring about Ye Weiyang's current state, and now she told Zheng Xiu in a hurry. Zheng Xiu's brain made up the "potholes" of the current situation of Ye Weiyang, and couldn't help but sigh, this is the disadvantage of "one-line contact", Candle doesn't seem to trust anyone, and has always used the "raven" to issue orders and remotely manipulate this huge organization, once the "crow keeper" died, Ye Weiyang collapsed in an instant, and collapsed much faster than Zheng Xiu imagined.

When Zheng Xiu killed the crow keeper, he didn't expect to directly destroy Ye Weiyang.

All that's left is a huge mess.

That's really a bit ...... It's hard to put into words.

Although Zheng Xiu felt that the name of the "Red King" was dispensable, during this time, before Zheng Xiu did his errands, the emperor did give the Zheng family a lot of benefits in advance. Coupled with the entanglement with the candle, Zheng Xiu has now decided to take over this mess, maybe after this mess is revitalized, it will make Zheng's status among the cadres rise to an unprecedented level.

"You inform all the old divisions who are willing to follow the new lord that they will meet at the east campus before sunrise in ten days."

Before sunrise?

In the middle of the night?

Xi'er thought this time was weird, but she didn't ask much and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, lord."

After thinking about it again, Zheng Xiu pondered Xi'er's words, and he suddenly remembered that Xi'er seemed to have missed something.

"By the way, what about the lower strings?"

Zheng Xiu stayed in the painting for a hundred years, like Alzheimer's, and left behind him the fact that he had killed the two Xia Xian Lu in a short period of time.

Xi'er showed a strange expression when she heard this: "Today's lower string land is not very usable." ”

"Who?"

"The previous hedgehog. At the reunion banquet, the prince should have seen it, the unobstructed little broken child, the 'literati' doorway, always copying books. ”

"Oh," Zheng Xiu remembered, the one who always vomited and was beaten. So Zheng Xiu nodded and agreed: "That's true." ”

"After ten days, will you call him?"

Xi'er asked hesitantly.

“…… Call it on, it's always good to have one more anti-beating. ”

"Okay, lord."

Xi'er called the prince wise.

It's all here, Zheng Xiu Liuxi'er is eating at the house tonight.

Xi'er looked left and right, but she still hadn't seen Zheng Shan's seniors, so she couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

There are many people in the Red Palace, and the back kitchen is a big pot when it is cooked. But in the main hall, only Zheng Erniang, Fengbei, and the four maids who were close to each other were eating, and these family scrolls that were familiar with Zheng Xiu in the past.

Qing 13 and other brothers, other maids in the house, and another pot.

After Yin Qingqing served the food, she silently returned to her room to eat alone.

At the dinner table, Xi'er looked at an orange cat dumbfounded, swaggering on the table, with a pot of steamed onion fish in front of her, the orange cat grabbed a pair of jade kuaizi with its paws, flexibly sandwiched the fish, stuffed it into her mouth, and made a popping sound.

Xi'er looked at the cat's humanoid posture, her mouth was round and couldn't close it for a long time.

The most outrageous thing is that on the pair of jade fast sons, the word "imperial gift" is also engraved.

This is a goddamn fast son from the emperor!

She quickly recognized that this was the "soul-attracting lamp" that Fengbei had adopted before.

No, it's different from her family's fat child!

This head will use a fast son!

At the dinner table, Xi'er had the courage to ask how the prince taught the orange cat to use fast.

Zheng Xiu said lightly: "Just throw the fast son to it." ”

So easy?

Xi'er nodded secretly and decided to go back and try.

After dinner, Xi'er retired, saying that she wanted to go home to liver thaumaturgy and practice the door.

Looking at such a motivated subordinate, the prince was relieved, and added Xi'er's monthly money on the spot.

As soon as Xi'er heard the increase in money, she was more motivated to do things, and she patted her bulging chest and promised that she would do her best to fill the relationship after ten days, and invite the old department of Ye Weiyang to the East Campus.

Sometimes the existence of the identity of "undercover" is not all a bad thing.

Especially the undercover agent who almost jumped on the table, so that both sides knew it.

At this time, the undercover agent is not all undercover, it should be called a "middleman".

For example, Yin Qingqing is the intermediary between the Great Emperor and the Red King.

When Xi'er was Yueyan, she was the middleman between the Zheng family and Ye Weiyang.

Under the busy work of the middleman, Xi'er was in charge of matchmaking, and almost all the old departments in the past agreed to meet in the east school field ten days later before the rooster crowed.

But halfway through Xi'er sent back the news, there is one person who can be contacted in December who is quite tricky and does not want to return.

Tear off the secret letter and throw it into a brazier and burn it to ashes. Zheng Xiu thought back to the contents of the secret letter.

"Gu Qiutang, this person doesn't give me a bad feeling."

Zheng Xiu was lying on the Taishi chair with his hands crossed, the golden silk vines on the table were full of green, and the little orange cat jumped on the table and played with that trace of greenery curiously.

"Well, then, I'll go and ask for it myself."

Zheng Xiu said with a smile.