Jiaohua

Chapter 1314 Assassination in the Right Lane
A burst of gongs and drums sounded, and a man shouted loudly in his extraordinarily loud and energetic voice: "Come in line, take your time! Mr. Mu Xiaoshi of Rongguo's mansion said that everyone has it! The whole Hejing has There are sixteen gift places, a total of sixteen places!"

After the roar, there was another burst of gongs and drums.

After he yelled here, the nearest gift place also sounded the third sound of gongs and drums, repeating his words.

People on the long street surrounded layer after layer.

Walking along the road, on the wall and on the notice board, there are all the notices that were photographed this morning, accompanied by a huge red arrow pointing to the nearest gift place.

The place where the gift is given is one package after another. What is actually contained in the package is that the giver of the gift site does not know.

Either it is rice, or meat, or clothes, or medicines, or tools, stones, and wood for building houses.

Those who have finished receiving the items have to print a stamp on the back of their hands that is not easy to wash, and the color will not fade within three to five days, so as to prevent them from receiving them again.

People scrambling in line are curious about what they will receive, eager to try it, and at the same time, they do not forget to crane their necks to see what is in the box of those who have already received it.

An unknown sense of anticipation, accompanied by the joy of taking the world's pie for nothing, aroused everyone's emotions and made them extremely excited.

Except for Mu Tingyu.

He rested his cheeks on the railing of Huayue Building facing the street and sighed.

"My money," Mu Tingyu murmured from time to time, "my white money."

And without moving, he would raise his eyes and look up to the sky.

The sun was shining in the sky, the flowers smiled at him, the birds laughed at him, annoyed, most of his money was lost.

The beauty on the side also raised her head and said, "My lord, what are you looking at?"

"Why isn't it raining?" Mu Tingyu frowned beautifully, "She said it will rain within three days."

The beauty said: "Then what day is today?"

"It was said on the [-]th, today is the [-]th."

The beauty said: "My lord, if it was said at noon on the [-]th, it will only be one day until the noon of the [-]th, and it will only be two days until now."

Mu Tingyu was about to cry: "If it doesn't rain again, I will lose my things."

The beauty smiled and said softly: "Your Majesty is generous and kind, and everyone praises you."

Mu Tingyu pursed his lips and complained in a low voice: "Whoever wants them to praise, I only want them to remember."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind suddenly picked up, and when the wind came, it was very strong.

(⊙o⊙)!

Mu Tingyu said "Hey!" and got up quickly.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, the veil of Fengyue Building almost covered his face, the beauty hurriedly got up to fix it.

The sun was blocked by a dark cloud, and the sun was still there, but most of the light between the sky and the earth was dimmed.

"Great!" Mu Tingyu said in disbelief, "Great, great!"

It wasn't likely to rain soon, but the wind was blowing too fast, and the people in the imperial city who had just escaped from two rainstorms, their first reaction was that their own safety was in danger.

The people who were about to line up were reluctant to leave immediately. Seeing that there was still a long line of people, they turned around and ran home.

But Mu Tingyu vowed to treat good people to the end, and those loud voices full of anger shouted: "Don't worry! Everyone has it! Those who didn't get it will come another day!!"

The long street was buzzing, and the crowds ran to the southeast and northwest, and everyone went back to their homes.

Xia Zhaoyi, who had left the Kangshan noodle restaurant, mixed into the crowd and followed the four men who came out of the noodle restaurant amidst the hustle and bustle.

After leaving the intersection of this street, one man went to the east warehouse they were talking about, one man went to the yamen, and two men went to Jilaifang.

For the time being, Xia Zhaoyi can ignore those who go to the warehouse in Hedong and the yamen, but she doesn't want people to be troublesome for the two who go to Jilaifang.

The wind between the sky and the earth was getting stronger and stronger, and people were everywhere. Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums rang out, and they were still right beside her.

Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the impenetrable gift place, then looked back at the two men in front, and locked on to them tightly.

There were too many people on the street, and the two men didn't want to squeeze through the crowd, so they followed some people into the long alley on the right.

Xia Zhaoyi's bright eyes narrowed slightly, if it's Changxiang, it's just right.

She speeded up, and suddenly, the screams of several women sounded in the long alley.

All eyes were drawn to it.

A woman shouted, "Killer! Killer!"

Another woman yelled, "Dead, ah!! Someone is dead!!"

A man's voice sounded: "Killed!! Come on!!"

Those who are curious, those who join in the fun, all go there.

Xia Zhaoyi used the fastest speed to rush past when the crowd was squeezing past, and at a glance, it was the two men she had murdered.

Xia Zhaoyi's footsteps stopped, what a coincidence?
Surrounded by people, the crowd had a strange frenzy, showing both curiosity and inquiring, but also timid and taboo, looking inside and outside, and some people even pointed.

Xia Zhaoyi broke through the crowd and came out, squatting down to check the wounds of the two corpses.

The wounds of the extremely thin sharp sword, or the dagger, are very precise and clean.

Xia Zhaoyi asked a woman with his voice, "Did you see who killed it?"

The woman shook her head with a pale face: "Everyone is running home, who can take care of others."

"That's right." A woman beside her said.

Xia Zhaoyi looked back at the two corpses, and recalled the words overheard through the wall. Maybe it was the person who killed Meteor?
But why did he just appear here?
Or did he follow all the way here?

The wind between heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and dark clouds are covering the sky. Although there is no rain, the terror has fallen, and people's hearts are already terrified.

Xia Zhaoyi went back to Shuangyan Que to change clothes. When he went out, he was an old man, but when he came back, he turned into another old man. The people in the shop almost didn't recognize him.

Zhan Ning gave her a letter, saying: "It was sent by Jinxing Restaurant, and the people from the Dengqian Teahouse next door to the restaurant asked them to forward it."

Xia Zhaoyi laughed, "It's really annoying."

Zhan Ning said, "I don't know if General Shen has gone back."

Thinking of the cuts on the two men's bodies, Xia Zhaoyi narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to open the envelope.

"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Shen Lie didn't go back."

Zhan Ning deliberately said: "This General Shen, why did he run around as soon as he arrived in Hejing? Maybe he just went to see his old friend."

Xia Zhaoyi said, "No."

"Huh? Second Miss answered so simply?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the letter and said calmly: "The letter stated that Shen Lie was afraid that they would worry, so he sent another person to deliver the letter back, and told them that the person he was following was from Beiyuan."

Zhan Ning's expression suddenly changed: "Bei Yuan!"

"Kangshan Noodle Restaurant, Pingmobufang, Anrentang Pharmacy." Xia Zhaoyi read.

With her white and thin fingertips, she gently put the letter back on the table.

Therefore, the one who drew the sword in the right alley today was actually him.

(End of this chapter)