Zhao Tan lurked in the White Frost City for two years, during which he experienced countless dangers, he can be called experienced, and he is also quite calm, even if something big happens, he will never let Zhou Shang go, but go to Wei Shu's appointment who does not know the details.

This not only violates the "law of espionage", but also does not conform to his style of acting.

Zhou Shang nodded silently.

He also believes that it is impossible for Zhao Tan to make such a stupid mistake.

In other words, Zhao Tan must have been kidnapped and killed by surprise, and he didn't even have time to leave a warning mark.

In this matter, Wei Shu obviously didn't tell the truth.

However, there is no reason for his lie.

If it is said that she turned against each other and betrayed Zhou Shang and others to the Jin people, but there has been no movement over there so far, this statement is obviously not true; And apart from this one, why should she hide something from such an insignificant matter?

There is always a reason for a lie, and Wei Shu must have a reason why she has to deceive, and the most reasonable explanation is:

Even if she was not the murderer, she was involved in the assassination.

However, Zhou Shang's vein theory partially overturned Ye Fei's suspicions; There is another important point, and the main reason why Ye Fei has always only suspected and cannot be confirmed, that is-

Except for the incident of "being on an errand in Balan Mansion", the news they revealed to Wei Shu about breaking the army was all fake.

And even this "truth" was revealed unintentionally when Zhao Tan repeatedly assured that he would never be exposed.

This means that even if Wei Shu goes to Balan Mansion to find someone, he will definitely return in vain, because Balan Mansion does not have a "Song Nu who works as an errand in the study".

In fact, looking at the entire White Frost City, only the two people in the house knew Zhao Tan's true identity. Unless there is a renegade among the two of them and deliberately stabs Zhao Tan's news to Wei Shu and his accomplices (let's put it on), the murderer will not be able to lock Zhao Tan and his people.

And if the above-mentioned renegades really appeared, then the White Frost City at this time should have been a bloody storm a long time ago, and it would never be so calm.

Taking into account the above points one by one, the only explanation for this matter is:

Zhao Tan, the hidden spy lurking in the depths of White Frost City, died in a coincidental assassination.

However, in the world of espionage, is there a coincidence?

Zhao Tan must have died of a profound scheme, but in Zhou Shang's opinion, Wei Shu didn't look like a murderer or an accomplice.

Even if she is the only suspect at the moment.

The room was quiet for a long time, and the two of them were silent, but the sound of wind and rain outside the window was endless, adding to the silence.

………………

At the wrong time at noon, Wei Shu was woken up by Zhou Shang, but saw that Xiaoxuan's window was drowsy, the rain was still not stopping, and it was still raining heavily.

"Miss Wei, get up and eat, don't go hungry." Zhou Shang stood on the edge of the couch, hung up the tent with his hand, and asked again: "After sleeping this night, do you feel better?" ”

"It's a little better. It's really troublesome for Uncle Zhou and Commander Ye today. Wei Shu glanced at the bear paw hanging beside him, knowing that he should have probed his own vein.

It seems that this rough man also knows some tricks.

That's not bad.

The injuries on Wei Shu's body were really inflicted, and they couldn't be more real, and Fang Cai suddenly heard the news of Daliang and himself, and his emotions fluctuated too much, so he fainted all of a sudden, and he was really asleep for most of the hour, and he was not adulterated at all.

"Haha, no trouble, no trouble. Miss Wei was injured for my Da Song, and we should take good care of her. ”

Zhou Shang said haha, his words were very open, but the meaning of the words seemed to be mixed with some side things.

Wei Shu blinked, lowered her head and whispered: "Well, it doesn't matter how hard it is, it's because I'm not careful enough, I'll be more careful next time." ”

As she spoke, she looked pained again and pressed her hand lightly on the back of her shoulder.

After all, it is true that she is seriously injured, no matter which doctor is in person, he will say that her disease can be cured, otherwise she may be worried about her life.

Naturally, Wei Shu's worries are really not few, such as adulterous braids, demons, and yellow skins...... Essence...... Yes...... And so on and so forth.

Wei Shu's face couldn't help but turn a little blue.

The three people who were full of worries sat around a table in the main room and ate a meal of unknown meaning, during which everyone did not discuss the matter of the mountain temple, and no one mentioned Wei Shu's name of "street knowledge".

After eating, Ye Fei didn't know what to think, but he still took the four treasures of the study, and asked Wei Shu to draw down the terrain map of the grain depot that he didn't know whether it was true or false, and look at what he meant, as if he wanted to give Wei Shu a reassurance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Shu also asked a few more words about the big beam - there was no way, the words were on her lips, and she wanted to ask if she couldn't hold back.

Then, her face turned even greener.

The Liang Dynasty has been more than a thousand years ago.

She is indeed the ancestor of the Great Song Dynasty.

This is also the only news that can make Wei Shu a little happier, and the rest makes her more and more blocked the more she listens to it.

First of all, whether it is the official history or the wild history, there is no nickname or temple name of the empress of Wei Shu's generation, and it is only called "Empress Chenghui".

Wei Shu was really about to laugh.

The word "Chenghui" is still an alias she took for herself.

She still remembered that day in the palace at the spring banquet, the newly brewed green mash was sweet and fragrant, she ate a few more glasses, and the wine came to her head, so she dizzily ordered the waiter to write down the matter, but it was just a stubborn sentence.

But who would have thought that the group of historians next to them didn't remember, but they wrote down this matter seriously and honestly, and made it Wei Shu's number. So, there is also such a record in the history book:

"Wei Shu, the word contains light, and the number is Empress Chenghui."

The Empress? That means that she sacrificed Mount Tai and sued heaven and earth to take the throne, but she still claimed to be here?

Isn't this just perfunctory? It's nothing short of humiliating!

I have won the world, in line with the ancestral etiquette, in line with the will of the people, and the saying of "self-proclaimed" is not only her Wei Shu, but also the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, and the court of Daliang.

However, in the annals of history, the false is also true. The name of the last empress of the Great Liang Dynasty, which was extremely sloppy, is now recorded in the history books in a grand manner and passed on to future generations.

As for it, as for it, as for it?

Didn't I just beat a few more stinky buttocks, and I didn't give medicine to treat those rotten buttocks, so you rotten buttocks will hold a grudge?

It can be seen that the pen in the hands of the literati is really the most powerful weapon in the world, killing people is invisible, it is not counted, but also to punish your heart, poke your backbone, you have to smile and let him punish and poke, otherwise it is "narrow-minded", it is "retribution", and it is "faint king".

Wei Shu grinds her teeth while grinding ink.

If I knew today, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and just stared at those stinky buttocks and canes, and the cane would be over directly?

At that time, I was afraid that it would be too bloody, but now I regret killing too little, I am really wrong.

Wei Shu dipped the pen in ink and painted, but he regarded the ink as a sword, and the white paper was a human head.