When Sima Wenzhi was waiting in the house, he heard a commotion in the Yueren Pavilion, and hurriedly sent Yue'er out to check.

It didn't take long for Yue'er to return, with a smile on his face.

"Childe, martial law has been lifted in the city, and the streets are full of people walking around. As soon as she entered the house, she told the news she had found.

In the past few days, every time she returned to the house after investigating the news, she would see Sima Wenzhi's face with sadness, and Yue'er had already guessed that he was waiting for martial law to be lifted.

Sure enough, after Sima asked, the sorrow in his heart quickly disappeared. Then he quickly got up and walked out of the room, towards the attic door. The news brought by Yue'er is not complete, he cares about both inside the city and at the city gates.

After investigating again, Sima Wenzhi saw that there were many people walking in the direction of the south of the city, and knew that the city gate allowed people to enter and exit, so he immediately returned to the house and began to prepare.

The preparation is to get out of here.

In a letter he wrote to Wang Chebai yesterday, he expressed his concerns. If Huang Xiao and the others still can't find him after searching, they will no longer have any scruples, and will directly enter the Yueren Pavilion to search.

Therefore, he proposed to still use the previous method of escaping from the imperial city, and sneak out of the Jiankang City Gate around noon today.

But before he had sorted out his personal belongings, Sima Wenzhi suddenly stopped, walked to the tables and chairs in the room, picked up the ink and began to grind.

Yesterday, martial law was imposed in the city, and a large number of guards patrolled, and it was still possible for him to disguise himself as a guard and sneak out.

But when he checked just now, he didn't see a single janissary on the street. It shows that after the lifting of martial law, the Praetorian Guards have returned to the imperial city.

If you continue to follow the previous plan, there is no certainty. How to do it, we have to think again.

There was no good way for a while, Sima Wenzhi picked up the pen and wanted to inform Che Bai that he had planned to cancel it before.

He had just written a few words, looked up at the hour, and then stopped his pen again and turned his head to look at Yue'er.

"Take me to see Chu Ying, I have something important to tell. ”

At this moment, half of the hour has passed, and there is not much work left before the appointed noon. The letters were too late to be delivered, they could only be passed on by word of mouth, hoping that it was still too late.

Yue'er heard the command and turned out, wanting to take Sima Wenzhi to Chu Ying. When I opened the door, I found that she was almost in front of the door.

When the two met, Chu Ying took out an object outside the door and stuffed it into Sima Wenzhi's hand. At the same time, he opened his mouth as if he were opening his mouth to persuade him.

"My family has entrusted you with the items I have sent you to warn you not to indulge in here. ”

If others listen to it, they will definitely think that the elders of the family trust someone and advise their children and grandchildren not to indulge in gentle rouge. But Sima Wenzhi knew the original intention, and did not respond and closed the door reflexively.

The item given by Chu Ying is a cover-up, and the inside is also a letter. Sima Wenzhi unfolded it and read it quickly, destroying it along with the one he hadn't finished writing before.

It didn't take long for noon to come. An ox cart slowly stopped not far from the Yue Ren Pavilion, and a person jumped off the ox cart and walked into the pavilion.

After entering, the person walked straight to Sima Wenzhi's apartment. He stopped in front of the door and knocked three times in succession, then left.

After Sima asked, he got up and left, and took out the sketch from his bosom before leaving.

"This thing is easy to keep, and if there is a problem in the future, it can be taken out. After handing the sketch to Yue'er, he opened his mouth and instructed.

"This is not a place where you can be entrusted with your life, make plans and leave early. Then, regardless of whether Yue'er could understand it or not, he opened his mouth to admonish again.

He had come to the Yueren Pavilion many times, although Wang Chebai had covered it up, but after a few times, Sima asked him to know what kind of place it was.

The reason why he would come back later was that he knew that this place was also a place where various forces in the Song court wrestled, and it was useful for him to act.

After Yue'er heard this, she looked ignorant. Nodding, as a response, he watched Sima Wenzhi go downstairs.

Although the gate of Jiankang City was opened again, compared with normal days, when the people went out, the guards asked much stricter. Some people saw that the queue was too long, so they gave up their plans to leave the city and turned back.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when many people were waiting in line, an ox cart slowly drove up. When they got closer, they didn't wait at the end of the line, nor did they stop, but drove directly to the city gate.

When someone on the side saw it, they reminded or scolded. But after seeing the mark of the county guard on the ox cart, he didn't say anything, but his face was either helpless or angry.

There was a guard at the gate who also saw the ox cart and came forward to ask what had happened, and his tone was stern. Later, when he saw the markings on the car, he stopped asking, and his tone became softer.

The coachman who drove the car was sent by Che Bai, and he was quick to say the words of explanation to the guards. The guards did not embarrass him and ordered him to leave the city.

When the coachman heard this, he wanted to drive away as instructed. When he was about to go out, he was stopped again, and the person who stopped him was dressed differently from the guards around him.

"My lord, this is the chariot and horse of the county guard's house, and it has been in and out many times before. Seeing this, the guard hurriedly stepped forward and explained to the person who stopped the car.

"Have you unloaded the goods on the car and seen them one by one?" asked the man who stopped the car.

This man was not a guard at the city gates, but was sent here by the leading generals to supervise the investigation of the people entering and leaving.

"No, I didn't. ”

The man who stopped the cart kept looking at the ox cart, and since he stopped it, it means that he knew that the guard was looking at the favor and intended to let the cart and horses go, and the guard could only reply truthfully.

"As I said, unload the items in the car, inspect them and then release them. The stopper commanded.

The guard had no choice but to call another person. When I lifted the tarpaulin on the car, I saw that the car was full of meat. The meat looked like it had just been slaughtered, and it was still bleeding.

While the two guards were moving, the stoppers were watching. Blood splattered, a look of disgust on his face, and he called the guards to a halt.

Then he took out a spear from his side, stabbed it at the car several times, and changed the command to the driver to leave quickly.

The ox cart left the city gate and headed south, then made a circle and began to turn northeast. By midday, the weather was getting hotter, and the ox cart was walking in front, with a little blood behind it.

When the ox cart rushed to the city gate, in the imperial city of the Song Kingdom, Huang Xiao was a little puzzled. He was sure that the Assassin was still in the city, but for some unknown reason, he couldn't find him after searching for Jiankang.

After thinking about it a few times, he remembered something.

There were some places in the city that he hadn't seen in person because they were dusty places, but he had sent trusted janissaries to search them. There was only one place that he had forgotten, it was the Yueren Pavilion, and he was only informed of the result by Zuo Zhonglang.

When he thought about it, he felt more and more suspicious. Immediately, he didn't delay any longer, got up and walked quickly, and went straight to the Yueren Pavilion.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" The same door next to him didn't know what was going on, and when he saw him leave, he hurriedly asked.

"Urgent. Dozens of steps away, Huang Xiao responded briefly.