"You stay here, I'll go see your lordship. Jiujiang City has gathered the wealth of Jing Wu, but it is mixed, there is no concern about whether this strong man has served in the army in the past, the old bustard does not care at all, she thought about it and said: "If there is anything abnormal...... You ......"

"Know, I'll kill them with my own hands. The strong man said in a deep voice.

"Stupid!" the old bustard raised his eyebrows, "Don't you see that horse?" this Jing Wu, there are not many people who can have this kind of horse, and there are also sword spikes...... Listening to what the poor sour luthier said was at least three points like, we can't mess around...... Regardless of whether there is really any nepotism between people and Prime Minister Zhuge or not, if you act rashly, you will not be able to bear this responsibility when the matter becomes bigger! If you want to die, you can directly wipe your neck with this broken knife, don't pull the old lady!"

"That ......"

"Persuade them with good words, unless they insist on leaving, you will do it again. But you can't kill people, you can stop them. "The bustards don't really know what to do with them, but at least for now, keeping them is the best way to do it.

The strong man glared at him and thought, "Good words to persuade me?" But I can only kill people......

While he was still standing in a daze, the bustard had gone straight up the stairs, all the way to the top, where she stopped in front of a private room and knocked softly on the door.

"Knock knock. ”

"What's the matter?" said a man standing behind the crack in the door of the private room, looking at her coldly.

"I, I want to see you. ”

"The adults are writing, and there is no time. ”

The old bustard was choked up, according to her usual temper, she was afraid that she would have been angry a long time ago, but she also knew that this was an adult's personal guard, unlike the fool who could only wield a knife just now, and it was not the object of her easy abuse, she took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Please report it, I have something urgent now." ”

"No, I can't. ”

"I'm ......," the old bustard glared and stamped his feet, "I'm in a hurry!"

"Li Si. At this time, an elegant and clear male voice suddenly came from the private room, and the man said, "Let her in." ”

"Yes. The man known as Li Si apparently obeyed the voice's orders, and with a pull of his hands, the door was fully opened, and he took a step back to the right, just in time to make room for the bustard to pass alone.

The bustard stepped over the threshold, and the door closed silently behind her.

The private room is spacious, the sound insulation is also very good, once the door is closed, the hustle and bustle outside seems to be blocked out, and it is precisely because of this that the person inside can have such leisure and elegance.

And between him and the bustard, there was a bamboo mat, which just covered his upper body, and he could only see a word slowly taking shape on the big silk book placed on his desk.

The money spent on such a large silk book can be enough to cover the income of an ordinary person for several months, which is enough to show the strong financial resources of this person.

I don't know why, the bustard's original impatience seems to have eased a lot, and she owes herself, "My lord." ”

The person behind the bamboo mat did not stop, but continued to write, stroke by stroke, very seriously, he said: "Say, you are the person I picked, I know that you do things in a measured way, and you will not come to me easily." ”

"Yes. The old bustard repeated the words he had just heard outside the room, and then carefully said about Hei Feng's body and appearance, after all, the Northern Barbarian War Horse is really rare in Jingwu, and most of the dignitaries and nobles who can have it are also in Jianye City, and this alone proves that Qin Ke's identity is indeed extraordinary.

After hearing this, the man nodded, stretched out his hand and put the brush in the inkstone to lick the ink: "The war horses of the Northern Barbarians, Canghai and the Great Wall have sent a lot this year, but these are all military horses, each of them is registered, and it is impossible for any of them to flow out." And those who have the strength to get the Northern Barbarian War Horse by themselves, in fact, think about it clearly......"

He scraped the excess ink off the brush and said, "His master is really Zhuge Wanling's younger brother?"

"My subordinates don't know. The bustard said carefully.

The man smiled, "What does that sword spike look like?"

"Bright red, silk is used, the workmanship is exquisite, and only a few can make it in Jiujiang City. And the emblem on it ......" The old bustard described what the emblem looked like, and then waited quietly for the person behind the bamboo mat to speak.

Obviously, the person behind the bamboo mat was also thinking, so the brush in his hand did not move and kept hanging in the air.

After a while, he shook his head and smiled: "It does look like that person's emblem." ”

The old bustard didn't dare to ask, but lowered his head and whispered, "Then, I should ......."

"Collect the money and get it free. Since people want to come and eat a bully meal, I, the landlord, should also do my part. The person behind the bamboo mat began to write again, "Send another hundred gold, and say that this is my little heart, please ...... Be sure to accept it. ”

"Yes. The old bustard replied, but his heart was already overturned, could it be that the chick really had such a deep relationship with Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng?

But in retrospect, she respectfully retreated, and soon disappeared into the hallway.

"Li Si, come here. How about looking at my words?" said the man behind the bamboo mat softly.

Li Si walked over slowly, every step he took made people feel an invisible oppressive force, obviously, this person was by no means as polite as he seemed on the surface, this was a martial arts master.

And when he walked to the bamboo mat, he saw the big character written on the silk book, but he said in a very serious tone: "Very bad." ”

He also shook his head, revealing an expression of hatred for iron and steel.

"I've been practicing this for a few months, can you take a look at it?" the man looked at his words, a little incredulous that he could get such an evaluation, and smiled bitterly.

Li Si listened to his request, tilted his head and looked at it for a while, and finally came to the same conclusion: "It's really bad." ”

Although he is a subordinate, he does not intend to leave any affection for his master.

"Well, the kung fu of the past few months has been in vain. The man smiled helplessly: "My requirements are not too high, I just want to practice my surname well, but it is still such a result when I write it around." ”

Li Si sighed and continued to say with a serious face: "If you have to compare with Zhang Yanling, then you have to practice for another fifty years, maybe ...... Able to surpass him. ”

The man was obviously a little shocked, looked at Li Si, and smiled helplessly: "So miserable? I thought that if I worked hard, I wouldn't be too far behind him." It seems that when it comes to writing, I can't compare to him. However, Li Si ...... In fact, you can learn to pat yourself on the back, always telling the truth all the time, it's easy to offend people......"

"Oh. Li Si replied briefly.

Speaking of this, the man put the brush on the inkstone, took a long breath, opened the window, and looked out of the window with his hands behind.

"Zhuge Wolong's apprentice?" the corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, "You...... Believe it or not?"

"I don't know. Li Si folded his arms and replied honestly.

"That's right. The man said, "He has disappeared for so many years, we have been looking for him for so many years, his hiding technique is really the best in the world, but...... This is too inconsistent with his temperament, how can a person like him be at ease and bury his whole life in a corner?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Me? The man laughed even more heartily, "I'm in Jingwu, can I still want me to make trouble on my brother's territory? I don't want to die so early." He rolled his words, and his eyes also rolled, "But since we are Zhuge Wolong's apprentices, we can't do nothing, it seems that our group of people is a little incompetent......

He touched his chin and said softly: "Just send someone to keep an eye on him, and leave the rest to the old man to decide, anyway, he is now in the Tang Kingdom, before he goes to Canghai...... It should still be able to catch up. ”

"I'm going to deliver the letter. Li Si's speech is always reminiscent of the sound of a monk knocking on a wooden fish, flat and emotionless.

"Of course it's you. Running errands shouldn't be my turn. He turned his head and glanced at the word on the silk book again, this word, there are many strokes, there are deaths and mouths, there are moons and shells, and the end is a mortal word.

Cumbersome words are always difficult to write.

And the word "win" is not easy to write well.

It's just that the man looked at this word, and suddenly showed a boring expression: "Our royal family has won for so many years, it's really boring...... There must be a good opponent......"