Chapter 4

Going back to the room to meditate on the matter just now, his mind became more and more dazzled. He tossed and turned beside the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He looked up at the colorful pomegranate patterns on the ceiling, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

Someone wanted his life, no doubt about it.

It's no secret that he has a special status, and it's inevitable that he will be on the way back this time.But now that he is charged with the crime of murdering the emperor and conspiring against him, if the Que family kills him, they will inevitably be arrested at the border gates and use his life to pay homage to the emperor, not such an assassination.

There must be some strangeness in this unnecessary action, and in the name of Que Zhun.

The situation on the left and right was in a sticky situation, and everyone was staring at Wen Yu's life. If he really died of a crime, everyone would be happy. If he was safe and sound, he would be a thorn in the side of the imperial court's gang.

Wen Yu couldn't help but think carefully about the "three gentlemen's crimes", and felt more and more traceable.Mr. Meng who is eager for revenge, Mr. De who kills with a knife... and Mr. Kong who has been wronged by him.

Who is going to borrow a knife to kill someone?Why didn't Que Zhun issue a special order to arrest him?

Guan Tong was lying on the couch in front of the window. Hearing the sound of him turning over and over again, he asked, "Are you suffering from insomnia again? Would you like to soak some lavender?"

Wen Yu looked up and shook her head, "It's okay, no need."

"Don't worry, Zheng Mao has ordered people to step up their patrols. When we are punished and protected, we will be safe and sound with your uncle Zhen Dinggong here."

"Uncle..." He hissed and sneered.

When his mother was demolished from the Northern Palace, it was his uncle Hu Yanyan who forced his mother to confess her crimes with a secret letter and hang herself to death. She also submitted a memorial overnight and went to guard the border at the northern foot of Hebei. regardless of.

My mother committed suicide, and my uncle left, but the countless old debts must be borne by living people.He is the living man.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, showing a hint of sadness, "The left and right are involuntary, how can we expect to be safe? He can't even count on it. Now that there are powerful enemies around, it is unknown who the perpetrator is tonight."

Guan Tong immediately stood up, twisted his neck and asked, "Isn't it the Que family? Who else would be afraid of you so far besides the Que family?"

Wen Yu said: "I am a felon hand-picked by the Que family. All arrest tickets, arrest warrants, and sea arrest approval documents must go through Que's hands. In this case, he hastened to send the Yumen Pass guards to arrest me within eight hundred miles." , why is it an assassination?"

He wiped his lips, "If that's the case, then there must be doubts about the assassination."

He firmly agreed with the idea, "Someone wants to borrow a knife to kill someone."

These words made Tong feel very suspicious, he turned over and crawled, "Then who is he? What good would it do for him to get you killed by name?" As he spoke, his brows gradually frowned.

Wen Yu's breathing stagnated, but he was more awake than during the day.The Que family was the dominant one, and he was unable to judge what benefits the assassin would gain by bribing Qin Likui.

But now he clearly understands that the reason why the Que family did not send the special order to Yumen Pass must have something to do with Tizhen. The Shi family in Anyang is famous for its dark whistle and knife party, and only she can do it.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, illuminating the room like a dream, and Tizhen... according to today's changes, I'm afraid that even she came here intentionally.

Wen Yu had a long dream, and the dream was full of scary fragments like a revolving lantern.He dreamed that Hu Yanzan was poisoned to death because of fighting for the position of Concubine Chu, his lips were black and purple, and his eyes were not closed; She died of high fever in the palace. At that time, he hugged her, patted and opened the door, but no one responded. It was the first time he forensicized that a life had just disappeared in his arms...

He was terrified in his dreams, and resisted waking up. In his confusion, he was always looking for a solid and warm place, wanting to fall into it and not care about worldly affairs.

A night of spring rain swept through, the rain outside the house was pattering, and the silence was lingering. The dripping water from the eaves poured on the marble floor, creating snow-white sprays.

In the morning, Zheng Mao came to say hello as usual, and then advised him not to go out. When Guan Tong brought breakfast from the kitchen, they sat at the same table and went to work separately.

In fact, he has nothing to do. He just reads books. Guan Tong likes to do fortune telling, but he doesn't always get it right, and he doesn't want him to be frustrated.Such as painting, playing chess, playing music, and no one to accompany the fun, it is far worse than a book and a cup of tea.

Wen Yu swallowed the tea, it was Lushan Yunwu tea, the taste was mellow and sweet, and the soup was clear and bright.He put down his cup and was about to turn a page of the book, outside there was the sound of rain boots grinding on the ground, and the rubbing of pits was getting closer.

The person who came was dressed in plain clothes and had a burly figure. After careful identification, he vaguely remembered that he was the thug next to Tizhen.

Cao You bowed to him, "Young Master Jin An, this servant sent you the account book at the order of my master." He squeezed out a smile, "The assassin who assassinated you last night set fire to your house and destroyed a lot of Yilin Immortal Halls. Pavilions, pavilions and rare tree species, so you see...do you have to pay according to the price?"

Wen Yu looked up at him with kind eyes, "It's only natural." Then he called Guan Tong in to get the money.

Guan Tong flipped through the accounts, and his heart skipped a beat, "Ten taels of gold..." Suddenly, his eyes rolled. It was Zheng Bo who allocated the funds, and the slave went to him to ask for ten taels of gold, which will be sent to the owner of the posthouse later.”

"Ten taels of gold?" Cao You smiled and told him, "Look again, but you're wrong?"

Guan Tong was stunned in surprise, then picked up the account book and checked it carefully, his eyes almost popped out suddenly, "Ten, 10 taels of gold?!" He immediately became angry, "Are you crazy? The lion opened his mouth! That's it! If we sell all of us, we may not be able to get 10 taels of gold!"

Cao You coughed loudly, "My master said that she needs a personal servant by her side, look..."

One has a gap, and the other fills the gap. It is obvious that someone was sent on purpose.

Wen Yu knew what Tizhen meant, and just as he was about to get up and go with Cao You, Guan Tong was reluctant, "Let me go." Then he turned his head, "I'll go with you."

Cao You pursed her lips and smiled, "The master said, you will be counted as ten Wen for a day, and your son will be counted as one hundred thousand gold for a day."

So according to this method of repaying the money, Guan Tong will have to spend ten lifetimes on credit as a waiter in Yilin Xianguan.But let Wen Yu go alone, he really can't rest assured.

Wen Yu's footsteps opened and closed, and Guan Tong followed suit. Before reaching the door, Cao You turned around and robbed him, "Master also said that if you go with him, you won't get any money."

Seeing that Guan Tong was flushed with suffocation, Wen Yu stretched out his hand to comfort him, "One must stay here to make things better." He pointed to Zheng Mao's direction.

In this way, Guan Tong has no choice but to stay, and can only give up the idea of ​​going together.

Outside the window of Hengwuyuan is the vast and misty South Lake. Tizhen Su likes to open up and welcome the light, so the bedroom is surrounded by windows on three sides.The lake is clear and rippling, and the surrounding area is quiet. The breeze blows in the eaves in the drizzle, and the veils are floating, making the bells ringing under the dripping water.

With a swipe of her palm, Tizhen was sitting on the soft bed in the east wing, because she got up late and hadn't combed her hair yet, so it was covered by a screen.

Wenxiu brought Liangji in through the side door, and he said goodbye to Tizhen through the curtain first, and waited for the summons before he could enter and obey.

Tizhen asked him to sit down and talk, "Did you succeed?"

Liangji took out two tokens made of red gold from his bosom, and asked Wenxiu to hand them over to her, "Don't worry, Miss, people in the Hexi Corridor will be robbed. The special decree of the customs, leave a certificate for you."

She weighed it slowly, but it was actually quite different from what she had calculated yesterday.The Que family's special order was robbed, no one could drive the two gates to send troops to encircle and suppress, but the Que family's purpose has become clear, no matter who will kill Prince Duanhui, the Que family will be the target of public criticism.

She frowned, leaned on the small case with her elbows propped up, "The 'Que family' was assassinated last night, you strictly investigated the Guan disciples, have you found out where their traces started?"

"Since the robbery and killing order was issued seven days ago, Huo Fang has been tracking along the road, and the place where he first found his whereabouts was in Chang'an."

"Chang'an..." She glanced at her with a half-smile, "I'm sorry to bother you to do something for me again, to catch up the news that Prince Duanhui has arrived at Yumen Pass, so we can leave later."

Liangji Xiayao, "You are polite, the servant will definitely take care of this matter."

Tizhen ordered someone to put away the Chijin Ling, and turned her eyes to smile, "Don't forget to say hello to uncle, aunt, sister Xianyu."

He snorted courteously, "As long as the girl is happy, our master will be fine. If you have something to tell, the Huo family will definitely do their best here."

Ti Zhen raised her lips silently, "You go to work first."

The door creaked and closed, and the charcoal fire in the furnace was half extinguished.

Wenxiu added some new charcoal, set up a shelf and put some oranges to roast, and when the fire started, the orange juice was roasted until it sizzled, and after a while the room was filled with the fragrance of oranges, and it was as warm as spring.

Tizhen fiddled with the lines on the teacup, and tasted it calmly, "Huai'an has to be tighter, it's a treasure land of geomantic omen for wishful thinking, it's even more terrifying than Pingyang, any troubles and troubles remind him to be vigilant and come back."

Wenxiu raised her head, "I understand."

A crisis was brewing in the silence, and the lit candles flickered, illuminating a whole area, only the foot of the lamp was dark.

When a gust of wind blew, Tizhen became excited and became clear, just as Wen Yuan pushed the door in, "Girl, Prince Duanhui is here."

 Collection, selling tickets, if you want to kowtow, bend your waist, and ask the female lead to molest the male lead, please read the next chapter——

  
 
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