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Now Xu Chen's identity and status are very different from the beginning, but Pan An is a luxurious and cheerful character, and he has the habitual thinking of Chaoyang people who are not afraid of the powerful, so he happily came over and said: "If you are afraid of breaking the money, you can just write me a sub-book, and if you want to go, with your current reputation, do you want this son to invite you again?" Of course, you invite me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Pan An's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, anyway, seeing that you are idle in the teahouse, and you didn't take that little maid with you, why don't we go there?"

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "I have something to do today." ”

Suddenly, he thought about something, handed over the letter on the table, and asked, "I have a letter to send away, can I trouble you to go." ”

Pan An said with a bitter face: "You don't know, I hate going back the most." ”

Xu Chen said: "A book. ”

"Zhongtang?" Pan An said with great joy.

Xu Chen scolded with a smile: "What you think is quite beautiful." ”

Pan An took the letter, and his eyes suddenly rolled.

Xu Chen didn't know what he was thinking, and said, "Don't think about stealing this letter paper and selling it for money, otherwise if you don't write that book, I will go to your house to make trouble." ”

"Calligraphy appreciation, where can I say steal, even if I steal, where is willing to sell it for money? Of course, I want to take it home to my vassal and elegant father. ”

was exposed by Xu Chen's thoughts, Pan An was not ashamed, and said with a smile.

Xu Chen Zhengse said: "This letter is very important, don't dare to mistake me." ”

Pan An said: "Then I'll go here, by the way, after a while, there will be a party with my classmates in Bingshe, but I forgot about it, An Qing asked me to ask you if you are going." ”

"If you have time, go there. ”

Xu Chen didn't say anything to death.

Pan An turned around and walked outside the teahouse, suddenly thought of something, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Xu Chen said with a smile: "I'm going to kill someone, do you want to follow and watch the excitement?"

Pan An felt bored, waved his hand and staggered down the stairs.

Xu Chen drank all the residual tea on the table, probed out of the slaughter, watched Pan An get into the carriage, carefully calculated the time, but did not rush to leave, but asked for a new pot of tea.

He drank slowly in the teahouse.

Spring rain was pouring down outside the building.

The sky over the capital was covered with rain clouds, and the sun was not visible, only the fading skylight, indicating that twilight was approaching.

Xu Chen took out a piece of broken silver, put it on the table, and left the teahouse.

With the surprise of Dr. Tea behind him, he walked towards the West City Gate.

He didn't joke with Pan An before, he really went to kill someone.

The twilight is gone, and the light rain is coming.

A middle-aged official with a clear face walked on the rainy street with an umbrella, judging from the color of the official uniform, the rank was not low, but there were no subordinates beside him, only a general with a cold face followed silently.

The soldiers and junior officials at the west gate stood quietly under the eaves, their eyes moving with the footsteps of the two officials in the street, no one stepped forward, and no one showed a surprised expression.

The middle-aged official was Zhang Zheng, the city gate lang, who was responsible for the opening and closing of the gates of the entire capital and the imperial city, and the general who followed him was surnamed Yu Mingshui Lord, who was the general of the city gate army.

Zhang Zheng is known for his diligence and integrity, since he took over the post of city gate lang, every morning and twilight, he will inevitably choose a city gate for inspection, except for the water lord, without any subordinate officials, light and simple, rain or shine, so many years there is no day that is not so.

The people at the gates of the capital had long been accustomed to the scene in front of them, and they could only leave after the two adults had finished their inspections, which had formed an unwritten rule.

According to the rules of the past years, today's city gate Lang Zhang Zheng is inspecting the west city gate.

After inspecting the West City Gate, Zhang Zheng confirmed that he had not found any problems, nodded, and the general looked back at the soldiers and officials under the eaves with nervous faces, and waved his hand with a cold expression.

Standing on the rainy street outside the West City Gate, Zhang Zheng tilted his umbrella slightly, looked up at the rain falling from the sky, felt that his legs were a little tired, and said slightly: "After all, I am still old." ”

Lord Yu said: "My lord can serve the imperial court for another thirty years. ”

Zhang Zheng asked: "Over the years, you have accompanied me around the city gate every day, and you have to step on the night to return to the house every day, my younger brothers and sisters have long been dissatisfied, and it is really hard for you." ”

Lord Yu replied after a moment of silence: "My life was given by adults, don't say that I accompanied my adults to walk through the nine gates of the capital, even if I gave away my life, it is a matter of course." ”

Now these two famous and honest officials in the capital city used to be colleagues in the military camp back then, and their fates were changed because of a tragic incident that year, and they are also closely linked.

If it weren't for Zhang Zheng's ruthless determination, he first took Yu Shuizhu to take refuge with His Royal Highness Chen Xing, maybe he would have died with that general, even if he didn't die, he would probably be left out in the cold by the imperial court, without the vigorous protection of His Royal Highness the Prince, where would there be the hard work and glory of inspecting the gates of the capital now.

It's a pity that after all, they were still affected by the incident back then, although the two of them were diligent and honest and worked hard for the imperial court, and their official positions and military positions had come to an end, and it was difficult to be promoted, but at least they had glory and wealth.

Zhang Zheng looked at the capital in the light rain, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly said with emotion: "When we returned to the capital with the general, it seemed that we entered the West City Gate. ”

Yu Shuizhu's expression was slightly awkward.

When the two of them inspected the city gate every morning and dusk, they talked about the gossip in the palace, the interesting things in the court, and also recalled the military career, but never mentioned the general.

Because the two don't want to remember the tragic incident back then, they don't want to recall the role they played in that incident, maybe because of guilt and shame, maybe because of fear.

Lord Yu Shui didn't understand why the lord suddenly sighed today, and said in a low voice: "According to the rules of the imperial court, it should be entered through the east gate, and later this matter was also taken out as evidence of the crime. ”

Zhang Zheng sighed and did not speak again.

The rain in the twilight is getting heavier and heavier, the pedestrians have already returned to their respective homes, the subordinate officials of the City Gate Division have probably returned to the warm mansion, the night vigil guards are hiding in the city gate hole or the duty room, the wet street is empty and quiet, only the sound of the rain accompanied by the two silent memories of the past.

Two carriages waited silently at both ends of the rainy street, it was the carriage sent by the two people's mansion, and the steward of the mansion had long been accustomed to the rules of the adults, so he did not come to urge them.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded on the rainy street, the footsteps were very soft and steady, and if you listened carefully, you seemed to be able to hear the subtle sound of the soles of your boots breaking through the puddles.

It was a young man dressed in black and carrying a black umbrella.

Strangely enough, the young man did not have an umbrella and let the rain fall on him, his clothes were already soaked, and the rain ran down the strands of hair that hung down his forehead.

Zhang Zheng looked at the young man in black walking towards the two of them, and his brows slowly raised.

He just thought that the young man in black, who was drenched all over, was a little strange, and he didn't notice any danger, and he didn't think anything would happen.

Because this is the capital city with good security, and this is the heavily guarded West City Gate, whether it is those bold and reckless women's army, or those powerful cultivators, in the face of the majesty and powerful military power of the Chaoyang Empire, they will become humble and calm.

Nothing really happened.

When the young man walked in front of the two, he noticed the official uniform worn by Zhang Zheng and the light armor worn by Yu Shuizhu, saluted, and then walked out of the long street.

Zhang Zheng noticed that when the young man in black saluted, the expression on his face was not awe, but with very complicated emotions, and said with a smile: "We look at this young man in the rain strangely, and I think he will also feel strange when he looks at us two officials standing silent in the rain." ”

Yu Shuizhu said: "Reasonable, then go back." ”

Zhang Zheng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more in his hand, and when he looked down, he saw a note in his palm.

He didn't look at what was written on the note, but turned to look behind him, only to see that the young man in black had long been missing from the street in the spring rain.

Lord Yu also noticed this, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he said in a deep voice: "This person is very remarkable to be able to quietly stuff paper into the hands of adults." ”

Zhang Zheng was silent for a moment and opened the note in his palm.

The note was yellowish, seemingly ordinary, and it seemed to be extremely unusual, and the handwriting on it was probably written with cinnabar mixed with some kind of material, and it was as red as blood.

There were some lines drawn on the top of the yellowish strip of paper, and those lines looked like a word together, but neither Zhang Zheng nor Yu Shuizhu could recognize what it was.

They recognize the words underneath the slip of paper, because those are normal words.

"I have come from the general's palace to take your lives. ”