In the dead of night, Ning Que lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, naturally thinking that if Xiao Heizi was still alive now, he naturally didn't need Sang Sang to take the risk of sending a message to Zhang Fu.

About today's assassination, there are not many things worth summarizing, after preparing for so many days, it is very simple to kill an old civil official without an escort cleanly, when the rusty nail is inserted into Zhang Yiqi's skull, that person is already dead, it is absolutely impossible to leave something unfavorable to himself, and the latter means are just additional actions, as he explained to Sangsang, it is more in line with the expectations of the imperial court that Yushi died in a traffic accident than died in a prostitute's bed.

As for the feeling of killing? He didn't feel much. His life in Datang began with a murder and grew up in countless murders, he has killed many people, used more killing methods, and there are many that are more cruel and bloody than today's methods. After killing someone, you will feel fear, nausea, nausea, and even fear of the dark? This situation can only appear in those scholars who are immersed in poetry and literature all day long, as for him, although he will also participate in the entrance examination of the academy, he is not a scholar in his bones after all.

- He is the hunter who kills the old hunter, he is the horse thief who kills the pony thief, he is a natural murderer.

But the person he killed today was a high-ranking official of the Tang Dynasty after all, and he was the target of his will to revenge that he had accumulated for many years, and the blood flowing in the general's mansion when he was four years old flashed on the ceiling in front of him, and the stunned and lifeless eyes of the old housekeeper and the little guy, Ning Que laughed happily, feeling that the stuffiness in his chest and abdomen had finally lost a little.

Sang Sang's little face on the other side of the bed was also full of smiles, she knew that he must be in a very good mood today, so she decided to wait for the young master to kill all the enemies, including the Xiahou general, and then take out the box she hid under the bed to show him, I believe that when he saw the paper again at that time, he would definitely feel different from now.

The box contained some words and paper that Ning Que had discarded casually in the past few years, but it was very good in Sang Sang's eyes, and the latest one of them was the funeral note written by Ning Que on the night of Zhuo'er's death.

After being quiet for a long time, Ning Que suddenly sighed, and said with a little regret: "I didn't feel that it was wrong to listen to the poem you wrote last night, but when I read it out in front of that guy today, I always felt that something was wrong, well, I felt a little silly when I thought about it carefully." ”

This is naturally the song "Where do I come from, I want to take your life", monotonous repetition, deliberately deepened, clumsy and stupid words, it is really not as good as limericks, but the master and servant obviously lack talent, and on the night when they drew up the revenge scene, they both felt that it was not bad.

"Then I'll revise it. Sang Sang replied with a very serious expression: "Young Master, when are you going to kill the second person?" Tell me the time, I promise that I will be able to change it before that day." ”

How does this feel like writing a brilliant tome before the deadline?Ning Que thought dumbly, and then replied with a smile: "Since that's the case, it's not in a hurry, the second name on the paper seems to be a bit troublesome, I don't plan to do it recently, wait for Zhang Yiqi's matter to be quieter, and I also have to prepare for the admission test." ”

"When you were in Weicheng, young master, you were often worried that if you didn't wait for revenge to start, those old guys would die of illness and old age first. ”

"But since I've been waiting for more than ten years, I believe that Master Haotian can't even give it to me for dozens of days. ”

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Revenge is a comprehensive project, especially when you're just a small person and your targets are all big people in the upper echelons of the empire, which can be unimaginably complex. Ning Que did not have the luck of a certain earl, nor did he have the forbearance of a certain eunuch, so he had to be more cautious and careful.

After staying in Linforty-seven Lane for two days, he went to the market to inquire about the interesting things that happened in Chang'an City, and he found that the death of Zhang Yiqi did not cause too much turmoil, but it only attracted countless gossip and ridicule from the people of Chang'an.

As Ning Que expected, the strong lady of the Imperial History Mansion is now making trouble in the Chang'an Mansion, but the Red Sleeves reopened after only one day of closure, and it seems that although the imperial court has not yet determined this incident, it basically believes that the death of the Imperial History is not strange.

On the third day, Ning Que knew that he should go to the red sleeves again, otherwise there would be too many differences from the previous cousin, and the girl in the child and the maidservant Xiaocao would definitely feel a little strange.

This time he decided to take Sangsang with him. Sang Sang coiled up his hair and hid it in his hat, and changed into Ning Que's previous coarse cloth clothes, no longer need to do any disguise, with that swarthy little face and extremely ordinary eyebrows, how to look at it is an inconspicuous little guy.

"It's not raining today, so why bring that attention. He pointed to the big black umbrella behind Sangsang and said.

Sang Sang shook his head and insisted on his opinion, Ning Que ignored her anymore, knowing that she was worried about the aftermath of Yushi Zhang Yiqi's death, and the two of them should always be safer with a black umbrella.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as the master and servant closed the door of Lao Bizhai, they were blocked by a group of people.

This group of people are all sturdy men, with their chests open in the spring, revealing strong chest muscles and three or two black chest hairs to declare their might and bravery, and the two Chang'an Mansion officials under the tree in the distance who looked at someone making trouble but had expressionless faces showed that their might and courage were the kind that were recognized by the government.

Sang Sang's little face showed a vigilant expression, and his right hand subconsciously stretched out behind him, holding the middle of the big black umbrella tightly. Ning Que was not nervous, looking at the two officials of Chang'an Mansion under the tree in the distance, and noticed that the other party did not have a chain iron hand in his hand, so he guessed the origin of this group of strong men.

The man who led the sturdy man was about thirty years old, and he didn't come up as Ning Que imagined and yelled and insulted and then ordered his subordinates to rush into the old pen to smash and rob, but bowed with a very polite fist, and said in a deep voice: "You are the little boss? I came here a few days ago, but unfortunately you weren't there at that time, so there are some things that can't be discussed." ”

Ning Que glanced sideways at Sang Sang, and was about to ask, when she suddenly remembered that she had mentioned it to herself, turned around and looked at the man and replied gently, "I don't know what this big brother has to say." ”

"I believe that the little boss, you should know by now why you are the only one who has a shop in Lane 47. The man directly opened his mouth and put forward the conditions, "I will directly buy out your rental contract for two hundred taels of silver, you go to find other shops, if there is any loss in the middle, you can also put it forward, if it is reasonable, we are willing to pay, and we only have one request for you, that is...... Move out immediately. ”

These conditions are really good, Ning Que looked at this group of men with emotion, thinking that Chang'an City really deserves to be the first good area at the feet of the Son of Heaven, even if it is demolished, it is so atmospheric.

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