Jun is also in this art, and the wall is like a hill.

Short, long, fat and thin, who dares to hate Yuhuan Feiyan.

In the alley deep in the west street of Shangjing City, there is a house called Wenxiangan, a small alley with a bluestone brick floor, two rows of houses next to each other, a deep walkway about two meters wide that is vacant, and you will smell a stream of ink after you walk in, which has a slight fragrance.

The gray night renders this alley even colder, as if there may be unknown dangers ahead at any time, which makes people's hearts palpitate and chill.

At this moment, a figure dressed in the coat of night stood at the mouth of the alley, his whole body shrouded in black clothes, revealing only a pair of chilling eyes, shooting bloodthirsty light.

This figure seemed to hold a death scythe in its hand, approaching the door of Wen Xiang'an step by step, and then jumped softly from the outside to the courtyard, and then fell lightly to the ground.

The man in black took advantage of the faint light outside the door in the room, and saw a large flower garden on the left, and a pool of pond water on the right side of the bluestone path, which was slightly dark.

"Friend, it's not a good habit to come uninvited."

Just as the dark shadow raised his feet and was about to approach the room with the candle flame, the room suddenly opened from the inside out, and a voice with a chill came from the room.

The man in black stopped, his sharp eyes were slightly surprised, and a dull voice came from the black cloth:

"Who would have thought that the famous calligrapher Wen Xiangzi is not only outstanding in calligraphy, but also so profound in martial arts, that he has reached the beginning of the seventh grade."

The man in black was first surprised, and then stared coldly at the gray-clothed figure that gradually appeared at the door. The black and white hair was neatly tied on the crown of the hair, a strand of white hair was left on the side of the face, fluttering slightly with the wind, and the angular face, with a hint of question, asked the man in black in a deep voice:

"Seven pins... Why did you come, your breath is very strange, you must have never seen it before! ”

The man in black stood in place and did not move immediately, but responded coldly and piercingly:

"Entrusted by people, loyal to people, I only want to borrow one thing from you this time."

Wen Xiangzi put one hand behind his back, his expression was solemn, but he was looking for what force he had offended, but he might never have imagined that he would be killed because he imitated handwriting and became too famous.

"What?"

"I'll borrow your head for a while."

The man in black sneered when he heard this, and after he finished speaking, the distance between the two of them shortened sharply in the blink of an eye, and the fist of the man in black roared like a hammer.

Wen Xiangzi's right hand quickly turned into a block, although it was blocked, but there was a hot pain in his arm, which made his face even more ugly.

The strength is huge, the speed is extremely fast, although Wen Xiangzi and the man in black are the same seven grades, but they are judged by high and low. Before he could think about it, the black-clothed man's knee bent into a heavy hammer and pushed it towards his abdomen, Wen Xiangzi put his hands on his knee, but he was still hit and retreated several steps, and the ground of the bluestone bricks was stepped on several cracks.

Wen Xiangzi originally thought that the same was the seventh grade, even if he was defeated, he could resist one or two, but after two moves, he had already been shocked out of internal injuries, he wanted to escape but couldn't, because his wife and children were still in the backyard, and he knew that these people would definitely have helpers.

"Spare my wife and daughter, they don't know anything."

Wen Xiangzi didn't care about the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his tone was a little begging and helpless.

When he saw the man in black nodding at him, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, he straightened up again, exhaled and said:

"Thank you, come on, let me learn your Excellency's tricks."

Wen Xiangzi quickly approached the man in black, and flew to kick him to the side of the face, but was blocked by the man in black with one hand, and then held his hand into a claw, quickly grabbed his ankle and threw it towards the wall, Wen Xiangzi was smashed against the wall by a huge force and extremely fast, the solid wall, and the crack extended from the center pit that was hit.

At this point, Wen Xiangzi vomited blood from his mouth, his muscles and veins were broken, and he sat on the ground with broken wood chips against the wall, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

When the man in black approached Wen Xiangzi, he could vaguely hear him repeat a sentence weakly:

"I hope you keep your promise..."

"Don't worry."

After Wen Xiangzi heard the answer of the man in black, he slowly closed his eyes, and the generation of calligraphers came to an end.

The courtyard house near Wen Xiang'an may have heard a few sounds, but no one dared to poke their heads out, plus in the middle of the night, until the next day, Wen Xiangzi's wife and daughter rubbed their sore necks and walked into the front yard, only to find Wen Xiangzi lying in the house covered in blood, crying bitterly, waking up a neighborhood neighborhood.

……

The Imperial Study

"Your Majesty, the poison that Wu Zhang and the whole government were poisoned was named Cunxin, although the name is ordinary, but it grew in the southwest swamp poisonous miasma generation, take its stamen into medicine, it can cause death in an inch, and the death process is extremely painful."

Luo Feiyun knelt down and saluted, and said back to Emperor Nan Tianyi about the situation he had investigated.

"Southwest..."

"What did you find in that witness?"

The emperor pondered for a moment when he heard this, and then asked Luo Feiyun.

"The cook and the jailer who delivered the food were killed cleanly with a knife, and the wound was smoothed very quickly, and he was a master, but I found this letter in Wu Zhang's secret room, and Wei Chen was afraid that it would be too big, so he didn't dare to open it, and the emperor saw it."

Luo Feiyun got up slowly, handed the letter in his arms to the emperor with both hands, Nan Tianyi took the letter, took out the letter and unfolded it to look at the contents.

"This handwriting..."

The emperor glanced at the contents of the letter, looked at the pen-shaped veins on it and felt a little familiar, pondered for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became a little sharp.

"Let's go down, this is the end of this matter, it's hard work."

Emperor Nan Tianyi's expression changed, Luo Feiyun saw it in his eyes, he didn't show any curiosity about the change in the emperor's attitude, the truth of accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, everyone in the officialdom understands, bowed and bowed and withdrew from the imperial study.

"Call the prince."

Wang Sheng, the chief eunuch who was standing on the side and waiting, walked out of the room after nodding his head, and a little eunuch outside the door whispered a few times, and then stood quietly back to his side, motionless like a statue.

It didn't take long for the prince Nanxu to trot all the way to the door, then tidy up his appearance, calm down and walk into the imperial study lightly.

"Father, the dragon body is happy, long live long live long live."

Emperor Nan Tianyi looked at his son who was kneeling below, respectful, with a cold expression, staring at Nan Xu with sharp eyes, and asked in a cold voice:

"Wu Zhang and the elders of the mansion, but you sent someone to poison them?"

After hearing this, Nan Xu was sincerely frightened, although he had already been mentally prepared in his heart, but in the face of the emperor's majestic oppression, he was still frightened and sweated coldly.

So he buried his head lower, and shouted for himself with excited words.

"I'll ask you again, but you did..."

Seeing this, the emperor's voice became even more cold and piercing, although his voice became quieter and his speech speed slowed down, but Nan Xu knew that his father was really angry and angry.

"Father, the son is really wronged, I don't know why the father is sure that it was the son who did it? There must be a villain who framed his sons. ”

Nanxu kowtowed again and again, crying heartbreakingly, tears in his eyes. Seeing this, the emperor was even more angry, and threw the letter on the desk directly into Nan Xu's face, and then said coldly:

"Look for yourself, this is from Wu Zhang's house, and the handwriting on it is yours. When you saw that the matter was revealed, in case you were implicated, you poisoned the entire Wu Mansion, is that so? ”

Nan Xu picked up the letter with trembling hands, and was very happy in his heart to seize the opportunity, but his face still pretended to be wronged, and he said in a loud voice:

"Father, the handwriting on a letter is just that, looking at the handwriting it looks like it came from the hand of the son, but there are so many strange people in the world, and it is not surprising that people who can imitate the handwriting of the son."

When Emperor Nan Tianyi heard this, he turned his head to look at the eunuch Wang Sheng, and asked in a solemn voice:

"Is there such a strange man?"

"Back to the emperor, I heard that there is a calligrapher in the capital, who is famous all over the world, but no one knows his traces for the time being."

When the emperor heard this, his eyes flickered, and his anger changed slightly with curiosity, and he said in a deep voice:

"Find out this picture and bring it to me."

After Wang Sheng saluted, he hurriedly walked out of the room with his head down.

After a while, I saw Wang Sheng hurriedly walking into the imperial study, his expression was a little solemn, and he knelt down and said in a panic:

"The report from below the play is that the calligrapher Wen Xiangzi was killed in the house of Wen Xiang'an on West Street last night, and no trace of the murderer was found."

Hearing this, Nan Xu hurriedly went up the ladder and exclaimed:

"What, killed! Then isn't my grievance verified by no one, my father, someone obviously wants to put me to death. ”

When Emperor Nan Tianyi heard this, his brows were tightly locked, and he said impatiently with a slightly tired expression:

"Let the Heavenly Supervision Division investigate clearly and arrest the murderer."

"As for you, from today onwards, listen to the government, step down."

Prince Nanxu still looks like he has been wronged and crying on the surface, but he is already overjoyed in his heart.

Yuan Mansion

"Silly girl, wake up. Is there anything else uncomfortable? ”

You Qingyun input all the remaining fifty percent of the internal force into Yuan Xingyu's body, you must know that he is already a six-grade realm, and the internal force is not inferior to the seventh-grade master, and each level of the realm is ten times the internal force mass of the next layer, and You Qingyun's internal force is three or four times higher than that of the same level, which shows the large amount.

"You're so pale, are you okay?"

Yuan Xingyu slowly opened his smart eyes, leaned on You Qingyun's cross-legged, and reached out to touch You Qingyun's pale face, showing a sense of weakness in his voice.

"It's okay, I want to thank you for saving my life, but don't ignore this danger next time, stupid girl."

You Qingyun slowly flattened her, covered her with a quilt, sat in front of the bed, and said sharply.

"Then I saved your life, how can you thank me!"

Yuan Xingyu looked at You Qingyun's pretending to be angry, and he was not afraid, and he blinked Wang's big eyes and asked mischievously.