"It's the third day. "www.biquge.info Mei Tieke said to Duan Qianqiu: "We have been watching outside Zhang Yuanchuan's mansion, is this useful?"

"Has Zhang Yuanchuan been out recently?" Duan Qianqiu asked.

"Stayed at home all the time and never went out. ”

"How's the guard in his house?"

"We told Zhang Zhenghuan, the secretary of the Taifu, about his son's assassination on the stone bridge, and it is estimated that he was also very nervous, especially from the emperor to ask for twenty thousand cow guards as Zhang Yuanchuan's personal guards, plus his own palace guards themselves. The guards are still quite tight. ”

"Keep watching, don't let up. Duan Qianqiu said.

"Yes!"

Zhang's mansion is located in the eastern district of Yehuang City, compared to the mansions of other high-ranking officials, his mansion is not large, but it is built like a castle, the walls are high and thick, the walls are full of spikes, and there are dozens of vicious dogs in the mansion, led by the family Ding Guardian to patrol around, when he encounters strangers, he barks wildly, which can deter some people with bad intentions.

These days, everything is calm, the people who watch are a little lazy, and the weather is sultry, which makes people even more sleepy.

On the morning of the sixth day, when the sun was rising and the door of Zhang's mansion was opened, a boy from a nearby neighborhood handed a letter to the porter, and said in a childish voice: "Please be sure to hand it over to Zhang Yuanchuan Gongzi, saying that Sister Xiangyun wants to see him." ”

The porter heard it and knew that the situation was urgent, so he ran with the letter to deliver the message to Zhang Yuanchuan.

After a while, Zhang Yuanchuan hurriedly came to the front of the mansion, he rewarded the boy with a few copper coins, and asked, "Where is the person who asked you to deliver the letter?"

Xiao Tong pointed to a street in the distance, and the Wu family's bun shop on the corner of the street said, "It's over there." ”

Zhang Yuanchuan was excited, greeted a few guards beside him, and walked towards the Wu family's bun shop.

As soon as he left the mansion two or three steps, Wang Xiaojie and Mei Tieke blocked in front of him, and Duan Qianqiu walked out between the two with a smile, looked at the envelope in his hand and said, "Zhang Gongzi, where are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Yuanchuan said coldly: "It's none of your business. ”

"Everything about Wang Xiangyun is about me. Duan Qianqiu said with a mocking look on his face.

"It has nothing to do with Xiangyun. Ben Gongzi just wants to go out and visit the teahouse. ”

Duan Qian's enemy was like lightning, and he had already snatched the envelope from Zhang Yuanchuan's hand.

Zhang Yuanchuan changed color and said: "You ......" was about to step forward to take back the envelope, but Wang Xiaojie's knife had already been pulled out and stopped in front of him. He didn't dare to make a mistake anymore, so he could only stop hatefully and stare at Duan Qianqiu.

Duan Qianqiu opened the envelope, and a green jade hairpin slipped out of it, and the jade color was blue and blue. The carving is exquisite, and it is the hairpin used by the woman.

Duan Qianqiu looked at Zhang Yuanchuan and said, "This is Miss Xiangyun's?"

Zhang Yuanchuan did not say a word.

"General Wang, please protect Zhang Gongzi and go back to his house. Duan Qianqiu said to Wang Xiaojie.

Wang Xiaojie held a horizontal knife in his hand, and several Qianniu guards around him surrounded Zhang Yuanchuan and said, "Zhang Gongzi, please." ”

Zhang Yuanchuan said angrily: "Duan Qianqiu, don't deceive people too much. This is my home, not your prison prison, so you'd better be respectful. ”

Duan Qianqiu said lazily: "The prison of the Criminal Department is not mine, I am in charge of Dali Temple." But Zhang Gongzi, this appointment of yours, this official has come to go for you. ”

Before Zhang Yuanchuan could speak, Duan Qianqiu waved his hand, and Wang Xiaojie and the others "sent" Zhang Yuanchuan and several of his guards back to the mansion.

Duan Qianqiu said to Mei Tieke: "You guys are stationed here, I'll take a look." ”

Mei Tieke hurriedly said: "Son, let's send a few people to follow you." ”

Duan Qianqiu smiled: "I'm usually used to being alone, but it's not easy to take care of it when there are too many people." Don't worry, Tieke, I'll be careful. ”

Mei Tieke saw that Duan Qianqiu had made up his mind, and knew that persuasion was useless. He surrendered his order and returned to his surveillance post.

Duan Qianqiu asked the boy who delivered the letter about the appearance of the person who asked him to deliver the letter, and knew that it was a person with a yellow face and gray hair. The old man in the sackcloth garment was waiting for him to go back to the Wu family's bun shop.

The Wu family's bun shop is not far from them, just walk through two streets, and then walk about a hundred steps, and they will arrive. The Wu family's steamed bun shop is doing well, and their gold-lacquered signboard hangs on the very high floors. So you can see it from a great distance.

When Duan Qianqiu walked into the Wu family's steamed bun shop, there were already many diners in the store.

A bowl of hot soy milk, plus a few freshly released buns, is how most people's good day starts.

The old man with a yellow face and gray hair, dressed in sackcloth and a kudzu robe, was not hard to find, because he was sitting at the table closest to the door of the bun shop, eating and drinking!

There was only one plate of scallion oil buns left on the table, and the large bowl of soy milk was stacked three in front of him.

Duan Qianqiu sat down at his table, and there were two other people at the same table, who were burying their heads in eating. Seeing that someone was sitting down again, the old man glanced at Duan Qianqiu, and then ignored it, but raised his head and looked at the door of the store.

"Waiting for someone?" Duan Qianqiu said to the old man.

"Well," the old man subconsciously responded, and then glared at Duan Qianqiu and said, "How do you know?"

Duan Qianqiu smiled: "Are you waiting for a little boy who took a letter from you and left?"

The old man's eyes widened and he said, "How do you know?"

"Where is the person who asked you to deliver the letter now?" Duan Qianqiu asked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Who are you, and why should I tell you?" A look of disgust appeared on the old man's face, as if he was as unhappy as a stranger asking where his money was hidden.

"Because as long as you tell me, this ingot of silver is yours!" Duan Qianqiu held a silver ingot of ten taels in his hand and stretched out it towards the old man.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said hesitantly, "This... Not so good... Well, I don't know yet... Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you just need to tell me about this matter, and this ingot of silver is yours!" Duan Qianqiu smiled sincerely.

When the old man heard this, he immediately said, "In the morning, someone gave me a hundred yuan, and asked me to find a child to send a letter to Zhang's house, and said that as long as the child returned from sending the letter, he would give me another hundred yuan." ”

"Is that person male or female?"

"A bearded man, pale and pale, like a hanged man. ”

"Will he come back later?"

"He told me to wait for him under the locust tree in the street, and he would give me another hundred dollars. ”

Duan Qianqiu looked at the old man, and the old man smiled flatteringly: "What I said is true, uncle, I have told you everything, you see..."

Duan Qianqiu smiled and threw the silver to the old man.

Then he stood up and prepared to walk out of the bun shop and go to the locust tree on the street.

At this moment, Duan Qianqiu's true qi was sensed again!

On the stone bridge, after the assassination of Zhang Yuanchuan, the gray figure hiding behind the fir tree on the river embankment emitted such a true qi!

With infinite hatred and murderous intent!(To be continued.) )