"Thief, are you there?

The breeze blew through the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.

Li Congwen saw that no one responded, but he didn't care, he sat down by himself, stepped on the stone bench with one foot, and untied the wine gourd from his waist.

He took a sip and said with a smile: "Let me tell you, this son has also been a thief before. But when you are a thief, you and I can still say that we are peers.

Of course, this son is only a thief by the way, and he uses his brain, but he is not like you, who rushed into the Assassin's Mansion. But you can't get out?"

The spring breeze blew, but still no one responded.

Li Congwen continued: "My son has no malice, as long as you show up, I promise to let you go." The people who are hiding here can't find you, but you can't stay here forever, do you? Why don't you show up?"

Li Congwen looked around, and when he saw that there was still no movement, he began to speak again.

He seemed pretty sure that the thief was still hiding in the courtyard.

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An Yan twenty-five years, winter. Muyang Palace, early dynasty.

"If you are all right, then retreat. Zhao Qinian listened to the ministers' recital with trepidation, and said softly.

"Your Highness, the minister has one more matter. ”

Zhao Qinian glanced at Wang Shilang who was speaking, and smiled stiffly, "Wang Shilang, please speak." ”

"It's been nearly two months, dare to ask General Yang if he has a reply?"

Zhao Qinian shuddered and said tremblingly: "I just arrived yesterday, and General Yang said that he had no possibility of rebellion. ”

"Does he have any details? How can the ministers believe such a one-sided statement? Or Your Highness should read the letter as it is. ”

Zhao Qinian was about to cry when he thought of the content of the letter, so he looked at Li Jinglan for help, and saw that he also had a black face, so he had to ask someone to bring the letter.

He lowered his head, saw the crooked words on the letter in his hand again, wept and mourned, and looked up at the Manchu minister slightly.

He cleared his throat and said softly, "Why do you have so many ......?"

"Please speak louder, Your Highness, the ministers can't hear you. If His Royal Highness feels that it is out of place, he can present it to his father-in-law and let him read it. ”

Zhao Qinian turned his head and glanced at his father-in-law beside him, feeling that it was better to read it himself.

He blushed and looked at the letter, and shouted: "Why do you have so much? Lao Tzu is going to ask for a daughter-in-law in southern Xinjiang, and he will fight again after a few years, don't bother Lao Tzu again!"

You so-called important ministers of the country, you don't understand a single fart. You have to say that Lao Tzu is fighting, and if you don't fight, you have to say, why don't you come to fight?

Lao Tzu is exposed to the wind and sun outside all day long, and it is very comfortable for you to bake the stove at home one by one.

But then again, this southern Xinjiang is really good, it is really like spring all year round, and I have never been in such a comfortable winter.

I'm wearing a thin shirt all day long now, I guess you should be shivering in the palace now, right? I told Zhao Jinsheng a long time ago that I would put more heaters in Muyang Palace, but he didn't listen, do you think now or am I right?

Hey, isn't I scolding you? How can I show off to you? Forget it, you should continue to be frozen, don't bother Lao Tzu. Gongsun Li, that old man is not in a hurry, are you in a hurry?"

Zhao Qinian didn't dare to gasp after saying it in one breath, he was afraid that he wouldn't have the courage to continue speaking if he was out of breath.

Zhao Qinian's voice fell, and the hall was silent.

Zhao Qinian's face was flushed, and he felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a little wrong, and looked at Li Jinglan again, but Li Xiang was looking down at his toes at this time.

Zhao Qinian wondered if he should do something, and suddenly heard a pop.

Following the prestige, I saw a gray-haired old minister with wide eyes, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

At this time, the court seemed to be boiling a pot, and it was in chaos. There are those who help the old minister, there are those who spit loudly, and there are those who talk to each other.

Zhao Qinian had never seen such a court, and suddenly got up and blushed and roared: "Retreat from the court!"

After speaking, he threw the letter in his hand to the ground, brushed his sleeves away, and fled in the wilderness.

The ministers looked at the letter that was blown up by the wind on the ground, and for a moment no one dared to approach it......

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The sun was about to set, and Li Congwen yelled that his throat was a little dry all afternoon, but unfortunately the wine in the gourd had been drunk.

For the first time, he used his folding fan to fan the wind, for he suddenly felt that it was a little hot.

I looked around, and when I saw that there was still no movement in the yard, I pursed my lips.

He walked to the gate of the courtyard, and unsurprisingly saw a food box on the ground, and a servant standing beside him.

When the servant saw Li Congwen coming out, he rushed to his knees with a sad face, and shouted: "Third prince, I didn't hear anything, you have a lot of adults, spare the small ones!"

Li Congwen was stunned for a moment, and looked at him strangely, "Since you didn't hear what you're afraid of?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, and before he could come back to his senses, he saw Li Congwen pat him on the shoulder, "Go and light the lantern in the small courtyard, that thief will definitely appear tonight." ”

The servant nodded stunned.

The sun had not yet set, and the light of the fire in the lantern reflected on the stone table in the courtyard was reddish, and the color of spring was equal to the color of the sky on the horizon.

Li Congwen opened the food box and found that there were two large bowls of rice, a pot of cakes, and five dishes.

He stared at the box and asked the servant who was about to leave after lighting the lamp, "You feed me as an animal, and how can I eat so much?"

The servant was so frightened that he knelt down again, "This is the master's order, the master said that when you were a child, you loved to eat two bites of each dish, so you let the little one prepare more." ”

Li Congwen looked reminiscing and waved his hand at the servant.

I don't like leftovers or I'm affected by Xiaodi.

Li Congwen thought of the little girl who really treated eating as a meal, and smiled gently.

When he had taken out all the food and placed it on the stone table, he smiled even more happily when he saw that there were two jars of wine in it.

Li Congwen sat down and rubbed his hands on his clothes.

I picked up a piece of bread and took a bite, a mouthful of beef, a mouthful of green vegetables, and a sip of wine.

"Are you hungry or not? Let's eat some together, I can't eat so much. Li Congwen hadn't swallowed the food in his mouth yet, so he said vaguely.

"Hey, are you thirsty? If you're not thirsty, I'll pour it into my gourd?" Li Congwen listened for a while, didn't respond, pursed his lips, and poured all the wine in the small jar into the gourd.

Shaking slightly, he smiled with satisfaction when he heard the sound of being full inside.

He tore another leg off the roast chicken and bit it hard.

This chicken spice is just right, and he eats it so much that his mouth is full of oil.

Smash it, smash it, smash it, look at the slowly setting sunset, and drink some of the remaining wine in the jar in one gulp.

Throwing the bones on the stone table casually, licking his lips, Li Congwen shouted: "Why don't you really come to eat? ”

The sun had finally set, and the bright light of the fire in the lantern made the courtyard look like another dusk.

Suddenly a fresh breeze blew, and Li Congwen saw a man in red falling silently from a tree.

When the man came out of the shadows, Li Congwen saw that the man was a woman.

Goose egg face with full cheeks and long flowing hair. With big eyes and a small nose, it was a cute face, but it made Li Congwen feel cold.

She wore a red dress and walked quickly to the stone table and sat down, and glanced at Li Congwen coldly.

Li Congwen froze for a moment, he felt that it might be the legendary murderous aura.

The reddish firelight and bright red clothes seemed to be the only color in this courtyard, Li Congwen stared at her for a while, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a woman." ”

Li Congwen saw that the woman didn't speak, but just took the wine jar from in front of him with an expressionless face.

He didn't dare to act rashly, because he felt that the lovely-looking woman in front of him was very likely to kill someone.

The woman in the red shirt held the small jar in front of her and glanced inside.

Her hands were so small that she couldn't hold a small jar.

Li Congwen saw her staring at the empty wine jar expressionlessly, swallowed his saliva again, quietly moved his body back, and touched the full wine gourd on his waist with a weak heart.

Will she rise up and kill?

The woman's expression changed, Li Congwen's heart tightened, but when she saw her drooping eyebrows, she pursed her small mouth, and her face turned bitter and she looked like she wanted to cry.

She also muttered in a low voice: "I'm dying of thirst......"

Li Congwen didn't react for a while, are you still the murderous woman just now?

"What did you say?" asked Li Congwen stunned.

This question seemed to stimulate the woman, she stood up suddenly, and said with a sad face: "I'm dying of thirst! It's all your fault! Sure enough, what the master said is right, there are all bad people under the mountain, and they should all be killed!"

Li Congwen was taken aback, and then he realized that this woman was actually a small girl, "Do you still want it in my gourd?"

He gently untied the gourd from his waist and handed it to her.

Li Congwen secretly glanced at the woman's waist, and saw that she didn't have a sword, and felt that his hand should not be cut off.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the gourd, and she snatched it, "Say it earlier!"

I opened the stopper, and drank it to my mouth for a while before stopping, and sighed, "Cool!"

Then he tucked the plug and tied it to his waist.

Li Congwen watched his beloved gourd being snatched away, and he wasn't sure whether the woman in front of him was cold or coquettish, so he didn't dare to ask for it, and smiled a little far-fetched: "Dare to ask the woman's name?"

The redwood woman smiled innocently, sat down briskly, and completely lost the coldness she had before, "I'm not a heroine, I'm a killer." You can call me Killer Girl. ”