Guo Liangyuan was just curious. And according to "The Law of Spies", he shouldn't have opened that mouth at all. Only he has been lurking in White Frost City for nearly three years, and it is rare for him to have such an opportunity to meet with his colleagues in such an open and honest manner, and he is too happy for a while, so he has committed a taboo.

The two of them sat in the pavilion for about a moment, during which there was no more than half a word against each other, but the tea in the big copper kettle quickly bottomed out, and half of the tea was drunk by Guo Liang.

The more he sat down, the more uncomfortable he became, so he had to keep drinking tea to relieve the embarrassment, but Wei Shu didn't feel anything, and he was still indifferent between his actions.

Sitting silently is just a small trick when fighting with Zhongqing, and in most cases, she is the one who wins.

There is no other reason, only identity.

Who taught her to become the Son of Heaven?

If you don't say anything, then the courtiers below won't be flustered and short-breathed, just like the Guo Daxia who walks the world with a reed pipe in front of him?

Wei Shu held the tea cup, and a wisp of wind slid along the edge of the lamp to Guo Liang opposite, looking at his restless appearance, with great interest.

Suddenly, a short whistle came from outside the wall.

The whistle was very peculiar, like the scream of an arrow as it was boring, followed by one and then two.

Guo Liang immediately seemed to be amnesty, nodded at Wei Shu with a stiff face, turned over and left, and turned around again and again after a while, but there was an extra plain satin brocade bag in his hand.

The old man explained in advance, so that when he heard the code, he immediately went to the west wall, and handed over a bag of tips thrown in to Miss Wei, and after Miss Wei saw the bag, he would arrange the rest.

Guo Liang did as he was told, Wei Shu took the bag, but he didn't rush to look at it for a while, but looked at it carefully.

The upper end of the bag is tied with two extremely tight ball knots, only a small section of the rope head is exposed, and it is very difficult to recover, and the mind is also ingenious.

After enjoying a few breaths, Wei Shu pulled out the tether and opened the bag, but saw a wax-sealed letterhead inside, she took out the letter and scratched the wax with her fingertips, Zhan Xin looked at it a few times, and then nodded: "Well, you can." ”

This can't and can't work.

She owes a lot of favors to others, and she has to pay it back no matter what, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, she can only say "yes" lightly, and then go hard.

After putting away the bag, she took out a letter from her sleeve, handed it to Guo Liang, hugged her fists and said, "Hero, please act according to this letter." The heroes are very grateful. ”

This one is also a person from the rivers and lakes, and Wei Shu treats each other with the number of rivers and lakes.

Seeing her speak, she was called "hero", Guo Liang's face was "brushed" to the root of his ears, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't deserve, don't deserve."

After receiving the letter, he whispered again: "That, Miss Wei, I am just a rough man, and I don't recognize many words." ”

The implication is that he is not very handy at reading letters.

Wei Shu smiled slightly behind the veil of the veil: "Don't worry, the hero didn't write a few words on it, just drew a topographic map." ”

Wu Guo had mentioned this to her before, and she replaced her with paintings. Besides, on that day, she will take a look at it herself, even if she doesn't have this letter, it doesn't matter, with her ear to face it, Guo Liang will not do anything wrong.

Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Guo Liang could feel that Miss Wei smiled very kindly, and she didn't have any martial arts masters, and she still looked quite soft, so he also grinned and said, "That's good, that's good." ”

The two made an appointment this time to exchange letters, and now that they have both gained, Guo Liang did not stay any longer and left.

Wei Shu stayed.

After sitting in the pavilion, and seeing that the sun was setting in the west, she walked to the door of the Sanchun Pavilion with her sword and looked up at the three red lanterns hanging above the lintel.

The slanting sun was like a splash of gold dust, and a thin layer was applied on the bright red lantern, which was as beautiful as a streamer.

In the private prostitution street, three lit red lanterns are hung on the door at the same time, which means "full of customers".

This is the rule of this street, Wei Shu also listened to the bustard's mother in the Sanchun Pavilion, so she figured out the doorway inside, and hung the lantern early to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Now, the bustard's mother and the girls are in the back building. Wei Shu came by chance today, just in time for their mothers to pack the cage and soft, probably wanting to run.

Wei Shu came, but they couldn't run away.

Wei Shu didn't embarrass them, she just asked them to put all the furnishings back in place, and then freshen up and dress up, waiting for her instructions, and when the day was over, she would let them go.

The bustard's mother and the girl named Meng Chun answered without saying anything, and they were still trembling like chaff when they spoke.

They recognized the black sword in Wei Shu's palm.

It was Alain's sword.

The real culprit of the "Qingqing Festival Murder Case" has been absconding so far, and they also know the news.

And not long ago, Sun Dashou also died.

The knowledge of these dusty women is already higher than that of ordinary women, and the bustard's mother and Meng Chun even know a little about the power behind Sun Da's hand, as well as the extremely risky transactions he has with a certain powerful person of the Jin Kingdom.

Now, Alain's sword suddenly appeared, but it was held in the hands of others, and they immediately knew that Wei Shu was the master who must not be offended, but if there was the slightest mistake, the sword would cut into their heads.

So, the bustard's mother didn't even say a word of nonsense, what Wei Shu ordered, she did what she did, and when she finished cleaning up, she took the initiative to ask Wei Shu to blindfold them, tie their hands and feet, and hide them all in the windowless miscellaneous room in the corner of the courtyard.

It was originally used to punish disobedient girls, but the iron door was closed, and the room was not transparent on all sides, so that she couldn't see the situation outside, but it also saved Wei Shu a lot of trouble.

However, for the sake of prudence, she still did not let Guo Liang go to the back building, but talked to him in the small pavilion.

intercepting this group of dusty women in advance was also confessed by Wu Guo early in the morning.

This man is like having front and back eyes, and whatever you are, he can say it at once. Rao is Wei Shu has the insight of his previous life, and he can't help but feel a little admired.

Close the courtyard gate of the Sanchun Pavilion, and take a leisurely turn in the small garden, and the twilight is already thickening. There was a faint laughter from the street, mixed with the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and the aroma of wine and food and the strong fragrance of fat powder came with the wind, charming and chaotic.

When the night came, the wind rose, and the warm and soft wind blew through the long street of smoke and willows, and the spring buyers were either drunk or laughing, and walked through the streets where the lights and candles were burned. Whenever the door is opened and closed, you can always catch a glimpse of a corner of light yarn, half of the green sleeves, half hidden and half exposed, there is infinite style.