Song Yuanhuanzhi

The prison car in which they were detained gradually drove towards Dali Temple Prison.

At this time, Han Cheng entered the box and respectfully reported back: "Master Hou, everything is ready."

Marquis Wu'an snorted lightly.

As the people outside gradually dispersed, Marquis Wu An suddenly said, "Where is Zhou Wei?"

"This is the first time that the young master comes to Beijing, so he will inevitably want to join in the fun."

Han Cheng then quickly added: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, Luo Gao and the secret guards are guarding the young master."

Marquis Wu'an was stroking the tea cup and savoring the taste.

He suddenly recalled what Zhou Wei asked him after that night.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to be the majestic and unprecedented Marquis of Wu'an that the storyteller said was unprecedented... (countless complimentary words omitted in the middle)." Zhou Wei danced in surprise.

Zhou Wei asked again: "Uncle, why did you go out to travel around the mountains and rivers while leaving the good Marquis Wu An alone?"

Marquis Wu An's eyes fell on Zhou Wei. Zhou Wei couldn't understand Marquis Wu An's eyes at this time. He just felt that it was like a bottomless well. Although it reflected the moonlight, it was filled with chill. Let him see No emotion.

"What's the situation over there with the Fan family?" Marquis Wu An asked.

Han Cheng said: "The Fan family and generals Xia and Sun are allocating manpower."

Marquis Wu'an: "What's the situation in the palace?"

Hancheng: "There is no movement."

Marquis Wu'an: "Keep an eye on the Fan family."

Han Cheng: "Yes!"

……

On the way to Jiangzhou, a carriage was slowly driving in on the official road.

At this time, Duwu was in the carriage with his eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly the carriage jolted. Duwu opened his eyes and reflexively held on to the carriage.

After the carriage stabilized, Duwu opened the curtain and asked, "What happened just now?"

The guard on the side stepped forward and said, "Sir, it's a mud pit."

Du Wu glanced back, and after retracting his gaze, he suddenly asked: "Is there any news?"

Guard: "No."

Duwu frowned.

In order to investigate the situation in advance, he secretly sent someone to Jiangzhou first.

Duwu had a premonition.

Those people can't come back.

Duwu: "Everyone is tired these days. We are almost arriving in Jiangzhou. We will rest for a day when we arrive at the next village."

The guard was surprised at first, then quickly calmed down and said, "Yes."

Since leaving the capital, Mr. Dou has never asked for a break.

at dusk
The carriage drove into a town.

Duwu and his party settled in "an inn".

Into the night
Three men in black sneaked into an inn.

They visited early during the day and found out about Duwu's accommodation.

The three men in black went straight to Duwu's room. Two of them went in first, while one stayed outside to look out.

The two men in black who came in saw nothing strange and went straight to the bed.

The moment they drew their knives and slashed at the bed, they realized something was wrong but it was too late.

The guards suddenly appeared during the day. After a fight, the man on guard escaped, and the other two people fell into the hands of the guards.

Duwu showed up at this moment. He walked towards the two men in black, and before he could question them, they committed suicide together.

Seeing this, the guards and others knelt down quickly, "Sir, this subordinate is not doing his job well, please punish me!"

Duwu looked at the corpse on the ground, but didn't know what to think.Finally, he waved his hand and said: "If this happens tonight, I think you will be able to calm down in the second half of the night. You have been tired for such a long time, so go and rest. You have to travel tomorrow."

After the guards all retreated, Du Wu entered the room.

Under the flickering light, Du Wu pondered for a long time, and finally took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote a letter.

Duwu put the last stroke on and blew on the paper. After the ink on it was dry, he carefully folded the paper and put it into the envelope.

Later, he saw that Du Wu did not sleep, but took out the baggage that he had not opened during the day. He put the letter in the baggage, then put the baggage on his back, and secretly left the inn under the cover of night.

Duwu didn't notice that a figure in the inn had his hands folded across his chest, and there was a sword in it. The figure was facing the direction he left.

It was dawn the next day.

The calm lake surface is like a perfect mirror, surrounded by quietly standing mountains, but there is a small flaw in it. When you look closer and want to remove it, you find that it turns out that , is a corpse that has long lost its temperature.

……

Amid the undercurrents in the capital, a piece of news spread to every family at the same time.

Qi Liangzuo and Lan Nianfu were playing chess when a servant hurried in.

"Sir, it's not good!"

Qi Liangzuo put down the chess piece and said calmly: "What happened?"

"Sir, Lord Duwu, died on the way to Jiangzhou."

Qi Liangzuo and Lan Nianfu stood up together.

Qi Liangzuo: "What's going on? Didn't you send a team of people to follow?"

Because of the special situation of Jiangzhou, a pair of people followed Duwu before setting off.

Servant: "I don't know."

Qi Liangzuo: “This matter must be investigated thoroughly!”

Lan Lanfu waited for the servants to retreat and then said: "Duwu is dead, is it the work of the Fan family?"

Qi Liangzuo looked very solemn: "If it is really the Fan family's order, we must be fully prepared."

Du Wu's death was like a signal, which stirred up a wave of waves on the seemingly calm lake surface, and the ripples caused by the waves made it impossible for the entire lake to calm down again.

The people who didn't smell the crisis still got up early to make a living as always. The sky gradually brightened, gradually dimming the lights that had been on every house in the capital all night.

There are more and more people on the street, and the noise is becoming more and more lively.

In contrast to this lively scene, the other side of the city was frighteningly calm.

For several days, the soldiers patrolling the city had already changed many faces without even realizing it.

……

Dali Temple Prison
The jailer was escorting a civilian man into the prison.

After locking the cell door, another jailer said: "What's going on recently? They're either stealing cloth materials or mulberry leaves. Did these people make an appointment to go to prison together?!"

"Who says it's not the case! Why did I act like this as soon as I came in? Don't they all say that the jailer's job is the easiest?"

"I think it's just for this period of time, it will be fine after a while."

"You'd better go burn some incense and pray for peace these days. Why do I think you'll have more life as soon as you come in?"

"Oh, don't, don't, don't hit me. Isn't this just a coincidence? I was just joking, joking, haha..."

Song Yi squatted at the cell door, squeezed his face into the railing, and looked around.

Song Yi knelt down next to Fu Yuanzhi after he had finished reading, "Brother-in-law, why are these people gathering in the cell recently?"

"Why do I have a bad feeling."

Fu Yuanzhi opened his eyes, "It's been too dry recently."

Song Yi: "???"

Heavenly stem?

Is there a disaster?