At night, the lights in Ma Dongyang's study are still flickering.

I don't know when, Ma Dongyang's temples appeared a lot of white, sitting in front of the desk, a little haggard, the housekeeper saw it in his eyes, sighed softly, and said: "Master, you rest more, you are already very busy during the day, and now you are so tired, your body will not be able to bear it!"

The housekeeper of Ma Mansion is a real old man, he has been a housekeeper in the Ma family since Ma Dongyang's father's generation, and he has worked hard, even Ma Dongyang will perform the junior ceremony, and when he was writing, he was interrupted by the housekeeper, and he also took the pen, and said softly: "Yibo, too many things have suddenly been pressed recently, and I really can't feel at ease." ”

Yibo is one of Ma Dongyang's most trusted people, and he is naturally very clear about Ma Dongyang's recent affairs, shaking his head and saying: "Little master, I am also a little unhappy, and I have been drinking heavily every day recently. ”

Ma Dongyang snorted coldly and said, "Don't talk about that loser, well, Yibo, Lao Yang has news?"

Yibo frowned, and said, "Master, I was about to tell you about this matter, and I received news this morning, Yang Bo...... It is possible that the jade has been broken, and only his chai knife has been found, and according to his temper, it is impossible to discard his chai knife unless it is dead. ”

"What?" Ma Dongyang was shocked, and said, "How is this possible?" Old Yang, he is referring to the great cultivators of the Xuan Realm, and even the innate masters of the Three Realms have the power to fight, how can this be?"

Yibo nodded and said, "Gu Qingci's kid is not simple, he is a bit evil, and the old man Huqin and Grandma Tong of the Seven Killings Hall are also planted in his hands. ”

"Well," Ma Dongyang calmed down for a while before he said, "What are you doing next?"

"Well, it's already been arranged, and there are also a large number of killers arranged in the Seven Killing Palace, and besides, I also went to ask Ouyang Muhua to take action, that kid can't escape!"

Ma Dongyang knocked lightly on the table, raised his head, and asked, "Is there any movement over there in the underworld?"

"Don't worry, the underworld is being watched tightly by the six doors, and there has been no action recently, and, according to the news I heard, Gu Qingci has nothing to do with the underworld, and the last incident in the Diyang Mansion was purely just a coincidence. Yibo said.

"Okay," Ma Dongyang nodded, wrote another letter, and after loading it, handed it to Yibo, and said: "Send this letter to the 100,000 mountains, in addition, that kid from the martial family, also make arrangements, although it is useless, but do a good job, you can't give Gu Qingci any chance to turn the tables." ”

"Yes. Yibo took the letter and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and said: "Master, you better go and persuade the little master, after all, he has also grown up, there are some things to tell him, he is not clear about the situation of our Ma family, otherwise, he will not complain about you so much!"

"I know," Ma Dongyang said a little dejectedly: "But I really don't want him to come into contact with these, the Ma family, it seems to be soaring, but in fact, it is just a line away from the waning West Mountain!"

............

This night, the capital is a little lively, there are many people out of the city, in the second half of the night, there is also a person lying on the little donkey slowly to the city gate.

When he arrived at the city gate, he was stopped by the city guards.

"Why are you out of town so late?" the soldier asked.

The little donkey stopped, and the man lying on it took a bite of the carrot, and slowly straightened up, his hair was messy, and his gray samurai uniform had been washed and white, and his face was full of stubble, and his facial features were exquisite, and he sat on the back of the donkey.

Seeing that the man had not spoken for a long time, the soldier was a little puzzled, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

After a while, the man said leisurely: "When is there a curfew in Chang'an City?

"It's not a curfew, it's just a routine check!" the soldier said.

"Oh, that's right, then you can check. The man said.

The soldier looked at the man on the donkey's back, looked at it carefully, pointed to a black thing hanging from the donkey's neck, and said, "Why are you hanging a brick from the donkey?"

The man was still stunned, and it took a while before he took a bite of the carrot and said leisurely: "When did the emperor order that you should not be allowed to bring bricks out of the city?"

"Eh, I said what's the matter with you, you can answer your questions well, where is so much nonsense?" The soldier was a little upset by the man's attitude, and immediately scolded angrily.

A city gate official happened to pass by and came up to him and asked, "What's the matter?"

The soldier hurriedly said, "Lord Qiyu, this person does not cooperate with the inspection!"

The city gate officer glanced at the soldier, walked over, looked at the person on the donkey's back, and suddenly his face changed, and he changed to a smiling face, and said, "It turned out to be Young Master Ouyang, I don't know what you are doing when you go out of the city at night? If you get lost, the villain can send you home." ”

The man on the donkey's back glanced at the city gate official and said unceremoniously: "Do you want to take care of it?"

The city gate official hurriedly said: "Of course, of course, you please." ”

The man lay on the donkey's back with his head back, and flicked his two thighs out of the city, slowly disappearing into the night.

In front of the city gate, the soldier was a little puzzled and asked the city gate officer, "My lord, who was that just now? Is it the son of a high-ranking official and nobleman? Why haven't I seen it?"

The city gate official turned his head and said: "Remember not to provoke him in the future, that person's surname is Ouyang, his name is Ouyang Muhua, and he is the son of Mr. Ouyang Jing, the general of Zhenbei back then." ”

"This ......" the soldier was shocked: "He is the orphan of the Ouyang family? How can this be, I heard that he was known as the number one overlord in the capital back then, and even those masters of the Imperial Enshrinement Pavilion couldn't beat ......"

The city gate official shook his head, sighed, and said, "No matter who you are, you can't stand the blow when you encounter that kind of thing." ”

Ouyang Muhua is a legend, or rather, the Ouyang family is a legend, generation after generation of loyalty, when the general of Zhenbei Ouyang Jing guarded the frontier for decades, so that the Northern Desert did not dare to violate half a step, but more than ten years ago, once framed, the Ouyang family was beheaded by the first emperor, only Ouyang Jing escaped because of his travels.

When Ouyang Jing returned to the capital, everything changed, in a fit of anger, he single-handedly killed and killed the palace to seek justice for the Ouyang family, that night, the blood outside the imperial city was stained, leaving countless corpses, and finally the royal family worshiped the pavilion to shoot, and more than a dozen great cultivators were overturned, at that time, Ouyang Jing was only in his twenties, but he singled out two martial artists from the congenital three realms, and it was difficult to solve the fight, until later a grandmaster made a move, and it was suppressed.

At that time, not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, after knowing this matter, he decided to overturn the case, which returned the Ouyang family's innocence, and after that, the original first overlord of the capital disappeared, and was replaced by a prodigal son who lingered in the Qinglou, which was more than ten years.

No one could have imagined that more than ten years later, Ouyang Muhua would go out of Beijing again!