After everyone in the Thousand Households was ordered to leave, Song Xuan turned his head sideways and looked at a shadow in the yamen.

"Come out!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's face changed.

"Someone else hiding in the shadows?"

He looked around vigilantly, and even Song Qian watched curiously, but with the strength of the two of them, they didn't notice anything wrong.

Song Xuan spoke again, "Old Ye, after watching it for so long, you really don't come out to say hello?" ”

When the words fell, in the dark corner, there seemed to be a piece of moonlight squeezing in, and then, Ye Gucheng, who was wearing a white robe, walked out slowly with a bit of wind and frost on his face.

"Lord Song is really powerful, I don't think I have leaked a trace of breath, but I still can't hide your perception."

Ye Gucheng's face was full of admiration, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint sense of jealousy.

He knew that Song Xuan was very strong, and he had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou for decades, except for the old man in Wudang, who could not be provoked, and there were few people who could make him feel jealous.

And Song Xuan in front of him is one of them.

The strength of this person has always been a mystery and unfathomable.

It's a pity that Jin Jiuling is a waste, and he didn't force out Song Xuan's true strength until he died.

"Brother Ye, you're also here to deal with Jin Jiuling?" After seeing the person clearly, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked.

Ye Gucheng bowed slightly, "King Pingnan also suspects that Jin Jiuling is an embroidery thief, so he sent me over to investigate the situation." But now that they're dead, it doesn't matter. ”

Everyone is already dead, whether it is an embroidery thief or not, it is not Song Xuan's final say.

In Yangzhou City, he has already seen Song Xuan's methods to deal with the Eight Great Families and King Huai, not to mention that Jin Jiuling is most likely an embroidery thief, even if it is not, it has to be.

It has to be the kind that is destined to die.

Song Qian yawned, "Under the clever calculation of this woman, the embroidery thief has been ambushed." Okay, now everyone goes back to their own homes to find their own mothers, and everyone goes back to bed early! ”

Seeing Song Qian turn around and leave lazily and freely, Xue Bing was stunned, subconsciously imitating her posture, and shrugged her shoulders at Lu Xiaofeng.

"Chick, I'll go back to sleep too, I'll see you tomorrow."

Seeing Xue Bing leaving, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and said luckily: "It's so dangerous, I almost capsized in the gutter." ”

Looking at Song Xuan, he said seriously: "My lord, I owe you a big favor again." It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I would have made a promise with myself! ”

Song Xuan casually smashed the apple core in his hand on his head, "I have a magical skill here that can be cultivated since the palace, if you are interested, I can send you to study." ”

Lu Xiaofeng felt a chill in his crotch, subconsciously clamped his legs, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Haha, just kidding, don't take it seriously, adult." ”

Song Xuan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he went directly into Jin Jiuling's study, and began to prepare to write excerpts after studying ink.

It was Ye Gucheng, who looked up and down on Lu Xiaofeng with some curiosity, and his eyes looked a little strange.

"Lao Ye, what kind of eyes do you have?"

Ye Gucheng chuckled, his toes touched the ground lightly, and the person disappeared into the night.

"One is prouder than the other!"

Lu Xiaofeng cut and walked in the direction where Xue Bing left.

How good are you? What about arrogance?

I have a sister to sleep with, do you have one?

.....

In the early morning, the news that Jin Jiuling was an embroidery thief had spread throughout Wuyang City.

As Song Xuan said, you can doubt Xuan Yiwei's character, but you can't doubt their professionalism.

Under the threat of death, it didn't take a night to find out the items stolen by Jin Jiuling.

In the case of already knowing who the embroidery thief is, it is not very difficult to deduce the process of the crime and the location of the stolen goods.

Song Xuan wrote an excerpt, and together with the testimony of the other hundred households in the Thousand Households, he ordered someone to send it to the imperial capital.

He didn't take this matter seriously, and he believed that the imperial capital would not take it seriously.

With Jin Jiuling dead, the Thousand Households in this place were temporarily controlled by Song Xuan.

According to last night's performance, Song Xuan temporarily appointed an agent from several hundred households, and the trivial affairs in the yamen were temporarily handled by him.

The two watchmen who performed well last night left a deep impression on Song Xuan, and the two of them were promoted to three levels in a row, and they were directly promoted by him to deputy hundreds.

After sitting in the yamen for three days in a row, and after the Thousand Households returned to normal again, Song Xuan got up and left, preparing to go to other places to shop.

Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and Xue Bing accompanied the two of them.

"My lord, after this case is completed, we should go back to Yangzhou, do you really need us to follow?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Song Xuan with some expectation, compared to living in the yamen of Yangzhou Thousand Households, he still preferred to follow Lord Song to wander around the rivers and lakes.

"Come back to me in a few years."

It's late autumn and winter is about to begin.

Song Xuan estimated that the competition between the Son of Heaven and the hundred officials of the court before the end of the year should basically come to an end, and after the New Year, he should have a new appointment.

It's hard to say whether he will continue to serve in Mingzhou.

A few people drank wine and talked about the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou, although Ye Gucheng didn't drink, but he was also interested in listening to Lu Xiaofeng talking about interesting things about the rivers and lakes while drinking tea.

Lu Xiaofeng has been in the rivers and lakes all year round, making friends all over the world, and he knows countless secrets.

"It is said that we have few masters in Mingzhou, and there are no famous grandmasters in the rivers and lakes except for the Sanfeng real person in Wudang, in fact, this is purely a misunderstanding of our Mingzhou by other states."

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "There were a lot of martial arts masters in our Mingzhou before, those old grandmasters such as Shen Lang, Chu Liuxiang, Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignored, and there are also many grandmasters in the Demon Sect, who were also active in the rivers and lakes decades ago. ”

"And then?" Song Qian was most interested in these things in the rivers and lakes, "Why are those grandmasters gone?" ”

"What else?"

Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the location of Wudang Mountain, "Since the Sanfeng real person Jiazi in Wudang has killed many martial arts masters in a row, the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou have basically become a forbidden place for martial arts masters.

There is such a terrifying presence overhead, and it is uncomfortable to stay with anyone.

So a few decades ago, most of the remaining martial arts masters went to other states by boat, except for a few people who were ready to retire and wait for death at the end of their lives. ”

After another sip of wine, Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Actually, this is also a good thing for our innate martial artists in Mingzhou.

Although we lack martial arts masters here, it is a paradise for innate martial artists, and in terms of the quality of innate martial artists alone, our Mingzhou is definitely in the forefront among the nine major states.

For example, Lao Ye, to put it bluntly, even in other states, it is an existence that can walk sideways in the innate realm. ”