Wei Shu

Chapter 15
"However, Miss Wei's name..."

Ye Fei opened his mouth suddenly, and tapped the table with his knuckles as he spoke, his deep voice carried a bit of reminiscence:

"I seem to have seen this name somewhere before, the guard of the guard, the Shuli... Wei Shu... Wei Shu..."

"Me too, boss." Zhou Shang also said at this time.

When he said this, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes were looking at the window lattice not far away. It seemed that he was trying to recall the past: "This name sounds really familiar."

seen?

Familiar?

The former is thought to come from paper and ink, otherwise how can we "see"?The latter must be word of mouth, otherwise why pass the "ear"?
Could it be that this is... leaving a name in history?

Wei Shu was almost restraining her shortness of breath with the strength of her dantian, but she couldn't restrain her heartbeat that gradually accelerated.

Leave a name in history...

Even though he knew that these eight achievements were just wild guesses, with Wei Shu's meager achievements back then, he was still far from being famous forever.But she couldn't stop herself from thinking like this, and the little joy in her heart couldn't be erased.

If I can get what I want, then my life will not be in vain.

However, as soon as this idea popped up, Ye Fei's cold voice sounded:
"Oh, I remembered, the false Qin... er, it was the Daliang Dynasty. There was a last king of the Daliang Dynasty, who was an empress and one of the 'Thirteen Evil Emperors'. Her name was Wei Shu. Yes , Wei Shu, these two words are exactly the same. I saw it in "The Legend of Yu Xing."

The last generation?Evil Emperor?Lucky?

Wei Shu's whole body was stiff, her ten toes were tightly clinging to the ground, and she was perseverant and stubborn, not letting her body sway.

However, this method seemed to have the opposite effect, and the dizziness was more menacing than before.

I can still... hold on...

She tried her best to maintain the naturalness of her demeanor and movements, but her complexion uncontrollably changed from pale to light blue, then from light blue to dark blue, and gradually turned towards that iron blue.

Then, she heard Zhou Shang's rough and bold voice:
"Oh, that's right, that's her, that's her, Wei Shu and Wei Xie. I just said where I heard this name. Hehehehe, there is a book by her in the teahouse called "Zhu Xie Ji" , have you heard, boss?"

Ye Fei shook his head, glanced at Wei Shu out of the corner of his eye, and said nothing.

Zhou Shang didn't notice his gaze, he slapped his thigh heavily, and said happily: "Oh, this book is so exciting, it's about the fake Qin empress Wei Shu who used charm to seduce the country, messed up the country's destiny, was The King of Chu saw it right away, and sacrificed the Son of Heaven sword to chop her off the horse. The evil spirit reappeared after death, but it turned out to be a yellow-skinned spirit."

Huangpizi... fine...

Wei Shu's lips were trembling, her body was shaking more and more, her face was already so blue that juice could be wrung out.

On the other side, Zhou Shang still didn't realize it, smacking his lips, squinting his eyes, shaking his head, as if he remembered that "exciting" strange book, with a look of aftertaste on his face.

"Um cough, um cough cough cough..." Ye Fei seemed to be seriously ill suddenly, coughing so loudly that it could penetrate the roof.

Zhou Shang suddenly came back to his senses, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the living, Wei Shu, Miss Wei standing in front of him with a livid face.

"Ah, ah, I, I, I'm not talking about you, Miss Wei." He immediately shook his hands and repeated his voice to make amends:
"I'm just saying, I'm just saying... Miss Wei's name is pretty good, it's really good, and it's especially easy to remember. You see, I remembered it right away... Hey, hey, Miss Wei! Miss Wei! Why? This is going to make me dizzy again..."

The blah blah blah blah made Wei Shu's brain ache. She clutched her head and fell limply. The last thought in her heart was:

History writers, servants, you bunch of rotten ass ghosts!I (Da Liang speaks rudely) your ancestors!

The pale-faced girl didn't hold back in the end, she leaned over straight, and there was a panic in the hut, but it soon returned to calm.

Zhou Shang, who practiced well, carried the unconscious girl with one hand and sent her into the East Room.

Not long after, a small charcoal basin was set up in Dongci Jianer. The temperature was pleasant, and the thickly laid beds were enough to resist the chill of early spring in the northern country.

Pulling the bed curtain halfway, seeing that the girl seemed to be in a deep sleep, the two Song spies left the east room lightly.

Before leaving the house, Zhou Shang carefully closed the cloth curtain at the door of the house, smacked his mouth behind the curtain towards the courtyard door, and mouthed a sentence:

"It's not appropriate to talk too much here."

Ye Fei nodded to show that he understood, but said in his mouth: "I'll go get the blue moon gauze skirt, and when Miss Wei wakes up, she can take it back for business."

"I'm going to buy rice, and the firewood is almost used up." Zhou Shang suppressed his voice, but the voice could still be heard in the east room—if the person on the couch hadn't really fallen asleep, he would be able to Feeling his hospitality in setting up lunch:

"We must have lunch together today. I'll cut some meat and come back. Miss Wei is weaker, so she needs to make up for it."

This is just a ready-made reason, to put it bluntly.After the "discussion" between the two was over, they left the Tengluo courtyard, leaving Wei Shu alone.

In fact, the spies of the Song Dynasty did not go far, and turned around and met again in a small courtyard in another alley.

This is a regular point of contact for them.

It was also a single-door house with a layout similar to that of the small wisteria courtyard. The only difference was that there was a polished copper wind chime hanging under the eaves.

At this time, the wind and rain were still strong, the copper bell was blown by the strong wind, and occasionally "ding--" sounded, the sound was clear and faint, and it spread far in the alley.

Therefore, the location is quite high, as long as you open a small window on the roof, and look around, you can see all the nearby streets and alleys, and you can see the vines and small courtyard at a glance, so they chose to hold a secret meeting here.

After locking the door, Zhou Shang first climbed the bamboo ladder to watch the wind in front of the small window, while Ye Fei sat down beside an old bamboo desk, took out a hatchet from his back, and wiped it lightly.

He seems to have a lot of weapons, the bamboo table next to him is lined up, there are knives, guns, hammers, stabs, each of which is less than half a foot long, it seems to be used as a concealed weapon or a swinging sword.

"Old Zhou, report what happened yesterday carefully." Ye Fei said.

Because he had other important tasks yesterday, he only turned back not long ago, and he had not met Zhou Shang during this period, so he didn't know much about what happened yesterday, so he asked his subordinates at this time.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The dim candlelight could not remove the chill in the room, but Ye Fei didn't seem to notice it, and the movement of wiping the weapon was slow and smooth, which fit the quietness of the room.

"Zhao Tan didn't come." Zhou Shangqi said with his lips, looking out of the window with a calm expression.

Zhao Tan is Po Jun's real name.

He is a Song spy.

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