Smell.

Zhao Yu stopped and turned his head to look at the courtyard of Xue Hu's house.

I saw that Xue Hu came out of the house again at some point, and was standing in front of the house looking at him.

"Master Tiger, do you have something?"

Zhao Yu turned around, puzzled in his eyes.

Xue Hu shook his head and said:

"It's nothing, it's just that the city is not peaceful during this time, you don't have to run around recently!"

"Yes, I see!"

Zhao Yu nodded, but said curiously:

"Master Tiger, the city was fine before, why did you suddenly get a snitch?"

"Humph! What else could it be? The last time the dam was built in the county, those gentry took out so much silver, and they were remembered! But none of this is your business, you kid remember not to run around lately! ”

Xue Hu sneered, and after admonishing Zhao Yu again, he went back to the house.

"Because of this......

Zhao Yu shrunk his neck, his eyes rolling slightly.

Let the gentry and big families compete to take out the silver, this idea is still from him!

After snorting his teeth, Zhao Yu gloated even more in his heart, and hummed a small tune and returned to his house.

Step into your yard.

Zhao Yunan and Weaver Girl were standing in the courtyard.

Seeing Zhao Yu coming back, both of them surrounded him curiously:

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Be nosy! Go get the book and read it! ”

Zhao Yu glared at the two.

"Oh!"

The two shrunk their necks and hurriedly walked towards the east wing.

The east wing is now divided into two, and two doors are opened, and Zhao Yunan and the Weaver Girl each have half a room.

Not long after the two of them went in, they each came out with a book in their hands.

Zhao Yun'an took the "New Book of Ji Xiao", which was a military book written by Qi Jiguang, and it was also specially copied by Zhao Yu in Han Liru's collection, the purpose of which was to learn from Zhao Yunan.

In addition, in addition to "Ji Xiao's New Book", Zhao Yu also copied a number of military books in Han Liru's study, all of which were prepared for Zhao Yunan.

And the Weaver Girl is holding a copy of "Spring and Autumn".

Of course, "Spring and Autumn" is not something that the Weaver Girl wants to watch herself, but to read for Zhao Yu.

Since Zhao Yunan and the Weaver Girl recognized words, Zhao Yu has become corrupt, and he is too lazy to read, so he specially asked the two of them to read aloud to him in turn.

The two came out with books.

Zhao Yunan sat on the stone table in the courtyard and watched.

The Weaver Girl thoughtfully moved out a rocking chair, and after Zhao Yu sat up, she held the book and read it aloud to Zhao Yu on the side.

"In the third month of the Spring King, Uncle Ji returned to Ji. Teng Hou died ......"

The soft and tactful recitation sounded in his ears, Zhao Yu lay on the rocking chair, swaying back and forth, and closed his eyes comfortably, looking extravagant and corrupt.

Until nightfall.

After Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Yongzhuo returned from the noodle shop, the three children stopped.

Had dinner.

Zhao Yu, as usual, read a book alone in the room for a while before falling asleep.

It's just that the trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop!

Just when the time came to the second half of the night.

In the dark room, Zhao Yu, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes blinked in the dark, Zhao Yu lay on the bed and did not move, and his eyes looked at the window in front of the desk opposite.

I saw outside the window, in the dark moonlight, a dark shadow was swaying slightly by the window.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu relaxed.

He has been practicing martial arts for almost a year, and his sense of hearing is keen, just now he seemed to wake up when he heard a slight noise in his sleep, and now he sees the black shadow outside the window, Zhao Yu expected that it was sent out.

There was no doubt about him, Zhao Yu thought that someone at home was doing something outside the window, so he wanted to ask.

It's just that before Zhao Yu could speak, his eyes glared in vain.

At this moment, the window paper in the lower right corner of the window was suddenly pierced by a finger, and then a finger-thick bamboo pole came in through the hole, and a stream of green smoke poured out of the bamboo hole and filled the room.

Nima!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

Zhao Yu is an old bird of two lives, although it is the first time to experience this kind of thing, but I don't know how many times I have seen this kind of picture in costume dramas in my previous life, so I know that someone is poisoning him at a glance, and he has been robbed!

With a quick turn in his head, Zhao Yu immediately relaxed, and did not make a sound, just held his breath, moved his body into the quilt, and covered his mouth and nose with a quilt to prevent the poisonous gas from being inhaled.

Then, Zhao Yu stretched out his right hand and touched the sheet next to the bed inside, squinted and pretended to be asleep, revealing only a thin slit to observe the opposite window.

A little bit.

Perhaps thinking that the poisonous gas was almost evaporated, the window in front of the desk was suddenly gently opened, and a black shadow rushed into the room through the window.

The black figure was dressed in black, its head and face were covered by a black cloth, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

But it was too dark in the room, and Zhao Yu couldn't really see it.

I saw a black shadow sneaking into the room, standing motionless, staring at him lying on the bed with a pair of eyes.

After a while, perhaps to make sure that Zhao Yu had been drugged, the black shadow immediately rummaged through the room.

He opened the desk drawer and searched for it, then for the wardrobe and the box.

After searching everything else in the room, and finding nothing of value, the dark shadow's gaze finally rested on the bed.

Without hesitation, the black shadow came to the head of the bed softly, bent over, stretched out his right hand, and took the lead in touching under Zhao Yu's pillow.

However, the black shadow's hand had just reached under the pillow.

Abrupt.

"Sonorous!"

A sword drawing sounded in vain in the quiet darkness, startling the shadow.

Without waiting for the black shadow to react, he saw Zhao Yu, who was originally lying motionless on the bed, his body moved violently to the inside of the bed, and a knife light was thrown out from the side of the bed inside, slashing at the head of the black shadow.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the black shadow's pupils shrank sharply, and his upper body leaned back violently, dodging the sharp blade.

However, the Shadow's right hand was still under the pillow.

Although his upper body dodged the sword light, the sword light slashed at his arm, and when he hastily withdrew it, it slashed at his forearm.

The blood rushed down from that knife, and although he didn't cut off his hand, Zhao Yu also felt that he had slashed at a hard object.

"There are thieves! There are thieves! ”

At the moment of slashing the black shadow, Zhao Yu's voice sounded in vain.

Its terrible voice pierced the sky and woke up the quiet night!

"Uh-huh!"

At the same time, the black shadow let out a snort of pain, and its body staggered back.

Seeing that it had been exposed, the black shadow couldn't care about anything else, hurriedly covered the wound, and the ground swept on the desk in an instant, and then with a 'bang', it smashed the window and ran out of the house.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yu's expression turned cold, and he also jumped on the desk and followed out of the broken window.

But the shadow was extremely fast.

As soon as Zhao Yu fell from the broken window into the courtyard, he saw that the black shadow had swept up the roof and fled into the night.

At this time, Xue Hu, who was the first to rush to hear the movement, happened to rush into the courtyard of Zhao Yu's house.

Seeing Zhao Yu in the courtyard, Xue Hu sighed:

"Don't move here!"

Before the sound fell, Xue Hu had already swept onto the roof, quickly chasing the black shadow in the night.

Everything happened too fast.

From Zhao Yu swinging his knife to the black shadow escaping, it was only in a few seconds.

It was only at this time that the courtyard of Zhao Yu's house reacted, and the lights suddenly turned on.

"Yu'er, Yu'er! What's wrong? What's wrong? Where are the thieves? ”

Hu's eager and frightened voice roared out, and Zhao Yongzhuo and Hu rushed out of the room in rags.

And Zhao Yunan and Weaver Girl, two children, also ran out in a hurry.

A group of people rushed to the courtyard and were stunned when they saw Zhao Yu in front of the broken window.