"Childe, I can't save it" After a long time, the first sister got up and said to Gu Zhiqing.

"Forget it, find a place to bury it" Gu Zhiqing waved at her, and then walked out of the door in a dejected manner.

Standing under the moonlight, Gu Zhiqing had a feeling that he seemed to be returning to the agent-like depressing lifestyle in his previous life.

Tonight's assassination, on the surface, is just a killer sent by Uncle Guo, but in fact, it represents touching a huge black network behind the slave girl trade.

Gu Zhiqing took out the secret account of the eighth sister and the ninth sister from his arms, and his eyes gradually narrowed. The characters involved are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and there are even royal relatives. Touching the interests of these people is undoubtedly equivalent to confronting half of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Originally, Gu Zhiqing didn't want to provoke these people, even if Feng Ming wanted to track them down, he was restricted by Gu Zhiqing to a certain range.

The goal is to avoid direct confrontation with these people, after all, he is just a gentleman, not some agent of a large force.

However, when the enemy has bared his fangs against you and threatened your personal safety, then there is no need to endure it anymore.

Gu Zhiqing must take action to defend himself and the rights and interests of these old singers around him.

So he decisively gave Feng Ming an order: "Rescue a few orphans from the North Kingdom in the painting boat, remember not to kill"

"Yes, Childe" the old singer changed into a night dress and quietly hid in the night.

At the same time, the old singers and their servants were busy cleaning and mending the severed walls and beams.

At the moment, the level of damage is that it will take several days to restore the wing.

Fortunately, there were no casualties, and Gu Zhiqing was barely acceptable.

Gu Zhiqing took a long breath and walked into the pavilion, after such a fuss, he was completely sleepy.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, and the belly of the fish was faintly white in the east.

Stay up for another hour and a half, and the morning light will appear.

Gu Zhiqing simply didn't sleep and went straight to the state of morning exercise.

He went back to the house and changed into a relaxed casual outfit.

This dress was custom-made by the tailor based on the clothing styles of later generations and the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

On the surface, it looks a little retro, but the actual wear is similar to the sportswear of later generations.

This is also the biggest change that Gu Zhiqing can accept, otherwise he wouldn't want to run in a floor-mopping robe.

That's undoubtedly self-restraint, especially now that the robes are all wide-sleeved, and that feels like a sack.

Gu Zhiqing tied a corset, and then rearranged his hair bun.

He strode to the discharge door.

Wu Juncheng in the morning light, with a hint of hazy feeling, like a beautiful Jiangnan woman, subtle and exquisite.

From Wujun Changjie all the way to the west, through the city gate building, is the suburbs of Jiangnan Water Township.

Without the industrialization and man-made buildings of later generations, this suburb presents a kind of natural and simple beauty.

As far as the eye can see, there is a green grass, interspersed with large and small water systems, and there is a stone bridge as far as the eye can see, and there is a canopy boat rippling under the bridge.

The captain picked up the bamboo pole and drew a ripple on the calm and waveless water.

Two cormorant birds, with their fat bellies, spat out a fat, large bass into the fisherman's bamboo basket.

There are also cooking smoke rising on both sides of the river, and the old bluestone tile houses, all of which make Gu Zhiqing feel like he is running in an ancient painting.

Strengthening the body has long been a daily compulsory course for Gu Zhiqing.

After experiencing last night's life-and-death sniping, he is even more eager to recover the combat power of his previous life.

It's not just about rehabilitating the body's muscles, it's also a life-saving tactic.

Especially in the current era of cold weapons, ancient martial arts combat techniques highlight their importance.

Thinking back to that flying bat, not to mention how the Mo craftsman's skills were amazing, he could drive such a huge iron-clad armor with his own brute strength alone, which was already amazing enough.

It can be seen that the ancients had a very different understanding of the training of ancient martial arts skills from later generations.

Most of the ancient martial arts in later generations focused on fighting skills, while the ancient martial arts techniques of the current era focused on bursting with strength.

This seems to be in line with the law of the evolution of martial arts, and later martial arts tend to be more inclined to strengthen the body, or compete in martial arts.

At present, the ranger of the Eastern Jin Dynasty is equivalent to an assassin killer.

They practiced ancient martial arts with a focus on assassination and striking hard at their enemies.

However, Gu Zhiqing's cultivation of ancient martial arts in his previous life was also created by several martial arts masters who fused many fighting techniques.

Therefore, Gu Zhiqing's ancient martial arts skills can also kill people and save their lives.

Gu Zhiqing measured it in his heart, if he didn't use crossbow arrows when he won all, and only used a three-inch finger knife to fight with that first-class killer, the winning rate would only be five or five.

At this time, Gu Zhiqing realized that his so-called high-level martial arts were not much different from first-class assassins in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

made Gu Zhiqing have a strong curiosity about the Eastern Jin Dynasty grandmaster-level martial artists or assassins.

It's just curiosity, Gu Zhiqing doesn't want to really face that kind of grandmaster-level assassination.

Gu Zhiqing took a long breath, and the turbid qi accumulated in his body overnight was spit out by him, and then he took a deep breath and inhaled the dust mist rich in mud and streams, grass and leaves, dew, and dust.

At this moment, Gu Zhiqing felt a sense of comfort all over his body.

Around the western suburbs, Gu Zhiqing ran three laps in one go, and the distance was at least about fifty miles.

Such a distance was in the special training in the previous life, that is, the treatment of introductory recruits.

And the real veteran, starting from ninety miles.

Gu Zhiqing's physical strength can't last ninety miles at all, so he is tired and sweating profusely, and he is out of breath.

He could only find a shady place, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel on his shoulder, and pulled out the homemade light salt water hyacinth from his waist and took a big sip.

"The physical strength is still too weak..."

"After months of struggling with muscles and bones, I still can't recover this physical fitness"

However, recalling the memory fragments of the Qinglou drinking flower wine when he was a teenager, Gu Zhiqing felt that he could maintain such physical fitness, which could be regarded as his good foundation.

Recalling the incident of going against the water, Gu Zhiqing still feels quite strange.

Because the whole thing became extremely unreasonable in his eyes, that is, why the two scholars chose that day to invite themselves to eat flower wine.

In order to meet Su Ye by such a coincidence.

You must know that Su Ye is a busy man, and he is in charge of the entire Qinhuai Fengyue business.

That's not just Lao Cao's family, so he usually doesn't set foot in Lao Cao's painting boat easily.

And to make these coincidences and things come together without coincidence, in Gu Zhiqing's eyes, it is already deliberate.

I thought of it as soon as I returned to the Gu family's old house, I encountered the father of Shangjia severing the father-son relationship, and the master book was prepared in advance.

It seems that everything indicates that he has been calculated by a secret spy organization long before he goes against the water.