At noon, Xie Yan's small courtyard.

Li Congwenzheng was holding a folding fan in one hand and gesturing indiscriminately, spitting and gushing, "That day, after I broke a thousand blades with a sword, the second fool rushed up with his broken sword. But the children of each faction were not bad goods, and they threw the broken blade in their hands to the ground and rushed up. Say it's too late...... it's too late."

Before Li Congwen could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a bell.

Li Congwen looked up at the sun and patted his stomach, "Hey, I'm hungry, the person who brought you food is also here, and I should go to eat too." Today I want to go and see what the assassin has been stolen, and I'll come back to you later. ”

There was no sound coming from the brass pipe, and Li Congwen didn't care, he waved his hand casually and walked out of the door.

There was a servant at the door who was waiting at the door with food in both hands, and when he saw Li Congwen coming out, he bowed his head and signaled.

"Hey, is he back?"

The servant shuddered, "Young Master Yang has just returned home." ”

"Has he had lunch?"

The servant's face turned white when he heard this, "Yang Gongzi said that he doesn't need to eat." ”

Li Congwen nodded and patted the servant's shoulder very casually, "You don't get along with him in the future, don't be spoiled by him." ”

The servant was so frightened that he almost didn't hold the basin, and after he went into the courtyard in a trembling rage and put down his meal, he ran away like a lost soul.

Xie Yan in the house heard the brass bell ringing at the door, opened the door, and blocked the dazzling sunlight with his hands.

He looked at the stone bench in the small courtyard for a while, smiled lightly, and silently brought the food in.

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"Xiaoyang, I'm going to go to the assassin's house to have a look, are you going?" Li Congwen knocked on Yang Xiaoyang's door after he was full of wine and food.

"Don't go. ”

Li Congwen didn't think that Yang Xiaoyang would come over to open the door, leaning on the door frame and shouting: "If you don't go, I'll go by myself!"

"What are you going to do to make a mess of people?"

"How can Ben Gongzi say that he also participated in a major grand theft case, how can it be to add to the chaos? With Ben Gongzi's experience, I am afraid that he will be able to find out the truth when he arrives on the ground. ”

Yang Xiaoyang in the house was lying on the bed, he rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and as soon as he spread his hands, a teapot appeared in his hand, "Then you go, I won't go anyway." ”

Li Congwen pursed his lips, walked out of the mansion alone, and went straight to the assassin's house.

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Twenty-four years of Anyan, winter, Shu Mountain, Zhuming Peak.

Zizhu heard the knock on the door, exhaled slowly, put aside the sword lying horizontally on his body, got up and opened the door.

"Uncle?" Zizhu hurriedly saluted when he saw the comer, and invited the old man with the divination sword into the house.

"I'm an immortal. The old man sat down on Zizhu's bed with his support and hammered his legs.

"What do you have to tell Uncle Shi?" Zizhu stood aside respectfully and asked in a solemn voice.

The old man glanced at the teapot on the table, and saw that Zizhu didn't mean to pour himself a cup at all, so he quietly glanced at his mouth, "I'm here this time to let you do something for me." ”

"Uncle Shi, please speak, Zizhu will do his best to complete it. Zizhu hurriedly saluted and said firmly.

The old man smashed it and smashed his mouth, but he didn't see any reaction from Zizhu after smashing it for a long time, so he had to sigh and pour himself a cup of tea, and when he poured it out, he felt that it was cold, and he put it down helplessly, "It's not a difficult thing, I just want you to help me send a letter to the King of Shu." ”

Zizhu stared at the cup on the table for a while, then silently picked it up and took a sip.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he took out a letter from his arms, "Remember to hand it over to the King of Shu, and the letter can only be read to him alone." ”

Zizhu wiped his mouth, nodded solemnly, took the letter and left, not even closing the door.

The old man looked at the bamboo gate swaying in the wind, sighed, stood up with the sword engraved with the word divination as a crutch, and walked away tremblingly.

He doesn't close the door either.

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Li Congwen held a folding fan in his hand, asked for directions all the way, and finally found the assassin historian.

As soon as he was about to enter the mansion gate, he was stopped by a soldier at the door: "This is the Assassin Mansion, ordinary people are not allowed to enter!"

Li Congwen was stunned for a moment, and bowed with a smile, "Xie Yan's friend is not an ordinary person. ”

The corner of the soldier's eyes twitched, "His Royal Highness's friends are not allowed to enter." ”

How can there be such a shameless person? He even said that he was not an ordinary person!

Li Congwen nodded into the house with a folding fan, "Didn't Lao Zhou also go in?

"Steward Zhou has the documents of His Royal Highness the Prince and Lord Thorn Shi, if you also have it, I will let you in. The armorer said in a deep voice.

Li Congwen looked the armorer up and down, "I'll just go in and take a look, is it so strict?"

The armor has a black face, and it should not be.

Li Congwen pursed his lips, looked left and right, and saw that the wall of the assassin's house was not high, and asked, "Then can I climb over the wall and go in?"

The armor stared at him with wide eyes, wondering if he should draw his knife and hack such an arrogant person to death.

"Congwen, what are you doing there?"

Li Congwen turned his head and saw Ju Yeqi coming from the street, carrying a box behind his back. He was followed by several guards, all with some oil-paper bags in their hands.

"Night, you left early today, and you didn't know there was a funny thing. Li Congwen opened the folding fan with a snap, "This assassination of the history of the mansion has been robbed, I was about to go in and take a look." ”

Ju Yeqi's eyes widened, reflecting the sunlight and emitting light, "Is this still the case?" ”

Li Congwen let out a long sigh and raised his head at the armor at the door, "This person is not allowed to enter, I told him that I am a friend of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and he still has to ask for any documents." By the way, you guys hurry up and help me prove it. ”

Li Congwen pointed to the several guards behind Ju Yeqi.

"Third son, we can't talk well, you better find Steward Zhou. ”

Li Congwen thought about it, turned to the gate of the Assassin's Mansion, and shouted with one hand on his waist: "Old Zhou!

The armor soldier hurriedly stepped forward, pointed at Li Congwen and said, "What are you doing?

Li Congwen stopped, looked him up and down again, and nodded in agreement.

He glanced down at the ground, picked up a small pebble, and threw it into the mansion with all his might.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the armorer put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and regretted that he hadn't cut the person in front of him earlier, what if the stone happened to hit Lord Thorn Shi?

Li Congwen was still looking down for a stone, but he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and said as a matter of course: "Look for a stone." ”

"You dare to throw a stone into the Assassin's Mansion?" the armor soldier choked and asked sharply.

"The people inside must have thought that no one would dare to throw a stone into it, so if you see a stone falling from the sky, you will definitely come out to see it curiously. What if it happens to be Lao Zhou who comes out?"

The armor soldier was speechless for a while, and watched Li Congwen continue to look down on the ground in a daze.

Ju Yeqi turned to look at the side of the street, and he was engrossed, as if he was fascinated by the scenery on the street.

As for the person at the gate of the Assassin's Mansion, who is it?

And the guards behind Ju Yeqi were the same as the armor soldier, staring at Li Congwen dumbfounded, as if they were surprised and secretly admired.

"But Virtuous Nephew?" Suddenly, a loud voice came from the Assassin's Mansion.

The armor soldier was taken aback, and hurriedly returned to his senses and saluted, "Lord Assassin." ”

Li Congwen looked up suspiciously, clapped his hands happily when he saw the appearance of the person who came, and saluted, "It turned out to be Uncle Su, no wonder you were so happy when you left, it turned out that you came to Ezhou to mess around." ”

Su Qian is a chubby middle-aged man with a very round face, and his belly is especially victorious, and at first glance it gives people a sense of harmony.

Su Qian rubbed his head when he heard this, he was not angry at all, but laughed, "Isn't it? Virtuous nephew, haven't you seen a better history of thorns than me?"

The armor soldier at the door stood silently and turned his head.

Ju Yeqian looked at Su Qian in surprise, feeling that this person was lazy, and the thickness of his face was a little stronger than Yang Xiaoyang's.

Oh, a lot.

As for the guards of the Guogong Mansion, they have long been surprised.

"Uncle Su, what was stolen from your mansion this time?" asked Li Congwen curiously.

Su Qian, who was originally complacent about his life, blushed when he heard this, and laughed dryly, "This is not the place to talk, let's go in and talk about it." ”

He beckoned to the guards of the Guogong Mansion again, "Come in together, find a place to rest by yourself." ”

Li Congwen beckoned to Ju Yeqi and followed behind Su Qian.

Li Congwen just passed by the soldier guarding the door, and asked without taking two steps: "Who is that at the door?" ”

The corners of Su Qian's and Najiashi's mouths twitched at the same time, and after taking a few steps inside, Su Qian said softly: "Who else can there be?" They are all a bunch of rigid people, and their temperament is very straight. I heard that in other places, no matter which official you look at, it is like looking at a corrupt official. That is, the old man has nothing to be greedy for, so they are respectful. ”

Li Congwen pursed his lips, thinking of the fact that he had let Fang San enter the City Patrol Division before, he felt that it was most suitable for him to go to the City Patrol Division.

The Thorn Mansion doesn't look big on the surface, and when I enter the mansion, I feel that this place is not much better than the Guogong Mansion. If the Guogong Mansion gives people the feeling of splendor, this place is solemn and atmospheric.

Su Qian looked at Ju Yeqi, who was staring wide-eyed, and asked casually, "What is the name of the Dao Master?"

Hearing this, Ju Yeqi turned his head, made a salute and said, "Poor Dao Ju Yeqi, he studied under Wudang Mountain." ”

Su Qian's pupils shrank, and immediately returned to normal, and he smiled and didn't ask more.

"Uncle Su, the wall outside your mansion is so low, and there is only one armor soldier at the door, why is the defense inside so strict?" Li Congwen didn't take a few steps before he saw several groups of armor soldiers coming and going, all wearing iron armor and wearing big swords at their waists.