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Morning.

The wind is clear, the shops on both sides of the street have not yet opened, the bluestone paved street is only sparsely passed, and individual shops already have men cleaning the open space in front of the door in the morning light.

The weather was so good that the guy who was sweeping the floor at the door of a silk village straightened his waist and took a deep breath of fresh air.

At this time, a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a plain gown, and on his sunny round face, two good-looking dimples were very eye-catching.

He held a long sword and walked briskly through the streets of the capital.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than 20 years since King Cheng established a rebel army to occupy the capital and regain the foundation of the first emperor.

The emperor is now the son of King Cheng, and the little prince Huan'er has been on the throne for more than 20 years.

The capital is no longer the sword and sword shadow of the past, and the soldiers are slaughtering under the city, but the peace in the prosperity.

The sword-wielding young man walked very easily, he was not very old, he had a baby face, but his temperament had a calm and mature temperament that did not match his age.

The silk village was preparing to open the door, and the two men were chatting while sweeping the open space in front of the store with a broom.

Seeing the sword-wielding young man coming over, one of the men whispered to the other, "Look, Detective Meng Yu. What about the emperor's cousin. ”

Another guy was surprised: "Didn't the emperor almost poison his father back then, how can he treat his family so well now?"

Seeing that the sword-wielding young man had approached, the guy from before lowered his voice and said, "The border is urgent, and Lord Meng is needed again." I heard that this son of the Meng family just likes to walk the rivers and lakes and streets and alleys, specializing in exploring some difficult and strange cases, but he refuses to be sent by the government, and the emperor does not want to give officials, and the emperor has nothing to do with him. But no matter what treacherous killers are afraid of this detective Meng Yu. ”

The other guy also nodded, but asked suspiciously: "The emperor almost took the life of Lord Meng back then, but now Lord Meng is still doing things for the emperor, which is really incomprehensible." ”

The guy from before said: "The affairs of this court are difficult for our generation to understand. ”

The two of them chatted happily, but they saw that Meng Yu, who had been talked about by them, had already walked past them, but suddenly turned around and walked towards the two.

The two hurriedly swept the floor in front of the store and stopped talking.

Meng Yu walked up to the two of them: "Annoying the two little second brothers......"

A guy raised his head at this time, pretending to have just seen Meng Yu: "What's the matter with this son?"

Meng Yu smiled: "The two of you are too inattentive to do your work, just look back and see." ”

The two guys subconsciously looked back, and suddenly their souls flew away as if they had been beaten.

A man covered in blood was lying in front of the store and struggling to crawl out, about to touch them.

The two of them immediately shouted in panic, threw their brooms and dustpans, and stumbled out.

Meng Yu had already swept his feet and ran over, squatting down and grabbing the man's shoulders. The man struggled to lift his bloody face.

Meng Yu asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?" and why?"

The man was still struggling to get up, but he couldn't make out half a word. Meng Yu looked at it and gasped.

This man has bitten his tongue to pieces.

He was obviously seriously injured and dying, struggling for a long time and lying on the ground, his arm stretched out, but his hand was half-clenched, and his hand seemed to be a small piece of paper torn from a book, with a black arrow-shaped sign on it, but it was incomplete, and he could only see the tip of the arrow, and he could not see what the whole pattern was.

Meng Yu carefully pulled out the small piece of paper from his hand, and the man's eyes widened with fear, and his body struggled upward, and then he fell to the ground.

The two men stood on one side, their teeth trembling, and their legs trembling so much that they could hardly stand.

Meng Yu put down the man, the sword in his right hand waved like lightning, the clothes on the man's back were peeled off, and as the sword qi flew into the air and fluttered down, Meng Yu reached out to catch it and put it in his arms, and then slowly turned around and said to the two stunned guys: "You two report to the official." ”

After saying that, he took his sword and turned to leave.