After cooking the last pot of tea for Zhao Wu'an, Hu Buxi left the small courtyard at dusk, holding the Hu knife. Although he didn't go here to kill, his resolute killing intent had pierced through the clouds and cracked stones.

Seeing Hu Buxi's back disappear at the door of the alley, Zhao Wu'an bolted the door, stepped on the bonfire in the courtyard, and sent An Qing into the house.

In the candlelight, An Qing saw his back, and he didn't know when he was already rickety.

An Qing, who wrote everything on her face, was naturally worried that she couldn't escape Zhao Wu'an's eyes. He smiled faintly and disapplauded: "So many years older than you, it's all there." You're my age, maybe even older. ”

An Qing glared at him helplessly.

Zhao Wu'an leaned over and blew out the candle flame, and said lightly, "Rest early." Bianliang is a place of right and wrong, but I'm not afraid, but you're here. ”

An Qing's nose was sour, but she could only lower her head and respond in a low voice.

Nothing was said all night.

I thought I could get a rare sleep, but when the rooster crowed, I was woken up by a knock on the door.

When Zhao Wu'an opened his eyes, An Qing on the bed immediately jumped up. Her eyes were still bloodshot, but her expression was completely sober.

Zhao Wu'an slowly pulled out of the futon on the floor, smiled wryly and put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't be afraid. ”

An Qing looked at him with all her heart.

From not knowing what sorrow is, to now even waking up from a dream, I am worried about his safety. How could Zhao Wu'an not know how many sleepless nights An Qing had experienced along the way.

He quietly lifted the Luoshen sword box, pushed the door out with one hand, and came to the front of the small courtyard.

Even though no one answered the door, the knocking on the door kept coming. The visitor seemed to be very sure that someone was in the courtyard.

Zhao Wu'an held his breath and condensed, and the qi came out of his body, and he removed the latch on the door from afar.

The door opened inward.

To his surprise, standing at the gate of the courtyard was Su Qinghe, who looked anxious. His face was full of desolation, and his eyes were frighteningly dark, as if he had not slept all night.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned: "It's you ......"

"Meng Qianlei is wronged, right?"

Su Qinghe took a few steps forward, approached Zhao Wu'an, tried his best to suppress the resentment in his heart, and roared in a low voice, "Why don't you tell me! You and Hu Buxi were still in Hangzhou when the Luo Shen case occurred, and only you can solve such a case! Only you can create the illusion that the entire criminal department can't see the flaws, and arrest an unrelated person to take the blame!"

Zhao Wu'an was stunned, and the look of surprise on his face gradually calmed down.

"Why do you want to do this?" asked Su Qinghe hoarsely.

"Will I do this?" Zhao Wu'an asked rhetorically, "Will I let the real murderer go unpunished and let an innocent person suffer in prison?"

Su Qinghe gritted his teeth, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, "It's because I don't believe that you will be such a person, so I compared the file of the Luo Shen case all night, and I don't dare to easily trust my judgment......"

"At that time, I did hide from Hu Buxi and sent the real culprit to Bianliang. Zhao Wu'an said, "At that time, you were on the way to Hangzhou, and you might have passed by that group of people." ”

Su Qinghe was stunned and frowned.

However, the murderer was let go. Zhao Wu'an looked away, "Instead, Meng Qianlei was arrested and brought to justice." There should be very few people who know about this matter, and I also heard about it in Jiangning from the mouth of a corrupt demon hall general. ”

"Demon Greed?"

"The Hundred Swords will be held soon, and most of the Greedy Demon Hall has entered Bianliang, which is really not good news for the Son of Heaven. Zhao Wu'an said, "As for the Luo Shen case where you want to know the truth, I think you have found the answer by now." ”

The legal system of the Great Song Dynasty is clear, and all death row prisoners must be escorted to Bianliang and handed over to the Son of Heaven for personal conviction since they were taken into custody. Although the three departments and three provinces of the Criminal Department have the power to interrogate prisoners, they are unable to convict them.

From top to bottom, the dossier can be changed, but only one end and one end. The rest of the intermediate links, although complicated, have no right to interfere.

can make such drastic changes to the dossier, except for Hu Buxi and Zhao Wu'an, there are only ...... left

Su Qinghe's heart was shocked.

Zhao Wu'an said lazily: "The Meng family is powerful, and Gusu is rich and prosperous, but it is far away from the capital, so it is naturally feared by the Son of Heaven." The Tianxian Banquet only wanted to establish a prestige on the rivers and lakes, and did not take the court into account at all. It is also reasonable to arrest him to sanction the Meng family. ”

As if all his strength had been drained all at once, Su Qinghe was almost unsteady on his feet, and reached out to hold the porch.

Zhao Wu'an turned back indifferently, as if he wanted to close the door again.

"Wait!" Su Qinghe said suddenly.

Zhao Wuan looked at him.

Su Qinghe said blankly: "If it were you, what would you do?"

"Me?"

"If it were you, would you arrest the real murderer?" Su Qinghe asked, "Even if even the emperor personally approved her and let her go?"

Zhao Wu'an scoffed.

"Emperor? ”

With a bang, the firewood slammed shut in front of Su Qinghe.

Zhao Wu'an, who was going to walk back to the room to sleep for a while, somehow thought of the beautiful day when He An Qing left Miao Jiang.

The little emperor who did not hesitate to come to Miao Jiang in person was just to send a poisonous sword into his heart.

Zhao Wu'an snorted to himself. Emperor Xiao'er, he really doesn't feel like it's something.

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The incense of Daxiangguo Temple is flourishing, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

In an inconspicuous meditation room in the side courtyard, the girl with eyes like a crescent moon supported her cheeks, looked through the window at the central axis of the temple with a crowd of people, and said quietly: "Recently, there are more and more people from the rivers and lakes who come to worship. ”

"Not really. The male knife will be opened, and of course, these unlearned pants are also thinking about cramming temporarily, so that they can give themselves two points of shit luck. Inside the room, a middle-aged man in a luxurious robe didn't care.

The girl couldn't help laughing, "Ouyang Ze is here, you are quite personable to talk outside, why do you look like a market hooligan when you come to me? I also met a first-class master two days ago, but it is not your appearance, don't lie to me again and say that first-class masters are the master who does whatever he wants." ”

The man laughed heartily, "Nanzhan, you and I have the same smell, so you don't need to hurt me, right?

The girl pouted: "It's still a master's face, I don't know how many times I've lost it." ”

"That's not counting, not counting. The man kept waving his hand with a stubborn face, "Who knows how your wild road came about, I'm embarrassed not to let you, I really can't beat it." It doesn't count, it doesn't count ”

The girl snorted, "It's going to be a trick." ”

"This is on you, which master of the first product can not cheat, and dare not mess with you. The man's face was full of innocence, without any mastery, "Not to mention, the day before yesterday, the anger in the Han Mansion, if you hadn't seen it, half of my fellow dormitories in the capital would have to lose their heads." ”

"Han Kuo is really bold?"

"How dare he, the emperor has never forgotten him. Now that he is holding this Hundred Knife Meeting, he doesn't know what to do, so he can only hope that no one will pay attention to him and let him entertain himself over there. Ouyang Zelai sighed, "Saving Hu Buxi that day is also considered a meritorious thing for you, but unfortunately you didn't survive to the end." ”

"Hu Buxi or is he going?" the girl's eyes flashed with a sharp color.

"Well, he knocked on the door of the Han Mansion last night, and he was the last person to sign up before the opening of the Hundred Swords Meeting. ”

Zhu Nanzhan said quietly: "When Hu Buxi enters a product, there is an angry bullfighting elephant, and it must be guarded against." ”

"It doesn't matter. Fan Zai sent people to keep an eye on it, and he couldn't disturb the saint. I'm really worried about the people of the Han family. Fortunately, the last time I visited the Korean government overnight, nothing went wrong, and I can't guarantee that I will be able to do this every time in the future. ”

"The dragon swallows purple gas, and the gold is broken. The three talents are one, and all laws are silent. Zhu Nanzhan thought with words, "This predicament that you have exhausted to maintain seems to be broken." ”

"The real dragon is not a thing in the pool, and sooner or later it will soar into the sky. Ouyang Zelai said plainly and rebelliously about today's son, and walked to the window with his conceited hand, "Who are you betting on?"

"How can you call it a bet, don't you don't take the saint in your eyes at all?" Zhu Nanzhan laughed at him.

Ouyang Zelai said with a smile: "I think it's Zhao Wu'an who carries the red box." After Fan Zai sent someone to remind him, in recent days, there really hasn't been anyone in the city with a white shirt and a red box, but Hu Buxi has entered the Xiongdao Baihui again, obviously he is not out yet. ”

"You're optimistic about these people who have been left on the margins. ”

"That's how it should be. The more neglected the corner, the more likely it is to shake the whole world with a single move. Ouyang Zelai's eyes were serious.

Zhu Nanzhan said: "Then I don't like it." ”

Ouyang Zelai squinted and smiled: "So you want to fight with your uncle to win or lose?"

"You started with literature, but you stepped to the realm of first-class creation on the martial arts, relying on a pair of sharp eyes. Zhu Nanzhan said, "This time, of course, I don't want to fight with you to win or lose, but I'm just curious about that swordsman." ”

"What's there to be curious about. Ouyang Zelai disagreed.

"He was just a small catcher in Hangzhou before, he had no power and no power, where did his realm come from? Where did the superb sword technique come from? The big husband stood up to the sky and the earth, and it must be difficult to go against his wishes, what did Hu Buxi want?" Zhu Nanzhan said word by word, "I am very curious about these. ”

Ouyang Zelai didn't seem to be listening. While Zhu Nanzhan was speaking, he took care of his expensive coat, and when she stopped, he said, "Then I'll go first, I'm still busy in the court today." ”

"Slow down and don't send it. "Zhu Nanzhan is not outside.

Ouyang Ze laughed bitterly at himself, pushed the door out, and left the side courtyard directly, and his figure disappeared into the crowd of people who came to worship.

People are like a tide, as one of the few first-class masters in Bianliang City, Ouyang Zelai, who usually closes his door, mixes in the crowd, and is no different from mortals. Even if someone who knows him well, if his eyes sweep through the crowd, he may be left behind.

Seeing Ouyang Zelai's figure disappear at the gate of Xiangguo Temple, Zhu Nanzhan walked away from the window and strolled into the courtyard.

Allowing outsiders to come and go, the small courtyard is still silent, and the flowers are falling all over the place, and the branches are full of green. The summer wind blew, and the falling poplar flowers piled up at her feet.

Zhu Nanzhan stared at it without moving, a slender hand made a flower print, and slowly turned his wrist upwards and raised it.

The flowers in the courtyard, as if pulled by a nameless energy, all rushed to her palm at that moment, and re-woven into a gorgeous poplar flower.