The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 158 Distant Mountains

Gu Shiwei was busy sharpening his knife, but Li Dongyang was ashamed.

"I am willing to be a witness." Li Dongyang broke the bloody atmosphere of this unilateral massacre. He calmed down and said to the two of them seriously.

Li Dongyang rubbed the place where the birthmark originally appeared on his left hand.

"I can serve as a witness to prove that Gu Junan knew the questions before the scientific examination and discussed them with me in advance."

"And all the articles he wrote later were revised by me...but...I don't know if anyone believes my words."

"After all, I have no way to prove that I am Li Dongyang."

Gu Shiwei glanced at Han Shiyan and breathed a sigh of relief. Li Dongyang was willing to be a key witness. It would be great if he was willing to speak.

"You don't have to worry, you just need to tell the court what you know clearly. For other things, aren't there Han Shiyan and I? If we can't even prove that you are Li Dongyang, then what else can we do? What case to investigate?"

As she spoke, her eyes moved, she pondered for a moment and then said, "Have you ever heard of the Picture of Distant Mountains?"

Li Dongyang's eyes were full of shock, and even the terrifying scars on his face seemed to be saying, "Is there anyone who doesn't know the map of distant mountains? How is it possible!"

Gu Shiwei took a deep breath, good! Her hands are itchy again!

This one is here to kill one, and there are two standing in front of her. She wants to chop off a pair!

Li Dongyang felt the murderous intent. He shrank his neck and couldn't help but move in the direction of Han Shiyan, "Sorry, that's not what I meant. Many scholars in Dayong know that the emperor likes Ou Song's paintings."

"Whether they are really admiring it or pretending to like it, officials of all sizes in this court have studied Ou Song's paintings very well."

"Before I came to Bianjing, my teacher specially gave me such a lesson. He mentioned this picture of distant mountains in class. He said that one day Ou Song climbed high and looked into the distance, and saw the fairy music floating on the top of the mountain in the distance. , like a fairyland on earth.”

"He was anxious to go down the mountain, and then up the mountain again, trying to form a fairy relationship, but he didn't want to see the fairy mountain in the distance from the east mountain. When he looked from the west mountain, the fairy mountain was in the east mountain. After sighing, Ou Song drew Such a picture of distant mountains.”

"Although the painting of distant mountains is not his most famous painting, it is the largest painting by Ou Song."

When Li Dongyang talked about this, his eyes were filled with excitement.

Gu Shiwei could almost imagine how high-spirited and high-spirited he was back then!

"Mr. Shen, have you ever told me who owns the map of distant mountains?" Han Shiyan couldn't help but ask.

He also knew about Ou Song and the Yuanshan Tu, but what he did was to pick on the officials, and the censor who liked him would have his salary deducted!

Li Dongyang nodded, "Not many people know about this matter, because that person and I are from the same sect, so my mentor told me as an interesting story. The distant mountain map is in the hands of Wang Yushi at Yushitai .”

"He said that in the early years, Wang Yushi Zhezi scolded the officials, saying that as a superior, he should not have such obvious preferences, which caused the inferiors to scratch the ground to find such toys as offerings, and they almost dug out Ou Song's bones. Carved on it and sent it to the palace."

"When Wang Yushi saw no response from the officials, he bought all the paintings by Ou Song that he could buy and hid them at home, just not to show them to the officials."

"Among the paintings I bought, that includes the picture of distant mountains you mentioned."

Gu Shinwei was speechless, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time... She had a knife in her butt and opened her eyes. She was a royal censor, so how come the painting style of the royal censor Wang was so strange!

Is this how damn rich people advise? Others get salary for running errands, but Wang Yushi is giving money to become an official!

After her matter is over, you must go and meet the wealthy Mrs. Wang. Madam, do you need personal protection? Imperial City Secretary Xiao Gu will be your personal escort at all times! Can she defeat Wang Yushi and become the new king of soft rice?

Gu Shiwei was wandering in his thoughts, feeling that he could already hear the sound of gold colliding with each other...

No, she is very poor, and the salary from the Imperial City Department is not much. She had no idea whether the gold would make a crisp sound or a dull sound when it collided. She couldn't even imagine it!

Gu Shenwei was thinking, and suddenly her pupils shrank suddenly. She rushed over and kicked Li Dongyang away who was standing in front of the window. She immediately pulled out the long sword from her waist and flew towards the window. The incoming arrow was deflected.

The head of the arrow had a strange dark green luster, and it looked like it was poisoned!

So it was Gu Junan who found out that she had rescued Li Dongyang and sent people out to kill her and silence her?

At this time, the young man who was guarding downstairs heard the noise and immediately rushed upstairs. He anxiously rushed to Han Shiyan with a scimitar in his hand, "Master, are you okay? You are not injured! I'm going to do it right now. Blow the whistle to summon people!”

Whistle?

Gu Shiwei didn't have time to ask in detail, so she said to Han Shiyan without looking back, "Don't let Li Dongyang die! That would be a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Han Shiyan's heart suddenly hit him. He stretched out his hand to hold Gu Shiwei's sleeve, but he saw her flying away in the direction of the arrow like an eagle.

Upon seeing this, Chang Guan immediately pulled Han Shiyan behind him. He rushed to the window with a machete in hand and closed the window.

Then, he took a copper whistle from his neck and blew it hard.

Han Shiyan came back to his senses and looked at Li Dongyang on the ground. Seeing that he had sat up and seemed to be fine, he focused his attention on Chang Guan again.

"People will come in a moment, ask them to protect Li Dongyang, and then you lead me to chase Gu Shiwei! No second arrow was fired, indicating that this arrow was deliberately leading Gu Shiwei to leave, and she might fall into a trap. "

Chang Guan's ears twitched, "Master, come behind me. Someone has entered the yard. I heard footsteps!"

"Young master, please don't worry about me. The person in this world who can kill Master Gu has never been born! She is the best swordsman in the world!"

Han Shiyan was startled. He didn't have time to think about Chang Guan's words. He picked up Li Dongyang who was sitting on the ground and stood behind Chang Guan.

Chang Guan opened his hand, looked at the door warily, and blew the brass whistle again, this time the sound was very urgent!

He touched his waist and found a piece of fur, and rubbed it on the scimitar. The scimitar, which had been ordinary before, seemed to be sharpened all of a sudden, looking cold and full of murderous intent.

And Gu Shiwei, who was galloping out, chased all the way on a bay-red horse, and went straight out of Bianjing City. The more she walked, the more familiar this place became, and all the old things from the past came to her mind!

Suddenly, the man in front stopped. He was wearing a bamboo hat and a black cloak, and his whole figure seemed to blend into the forest.

Gu Shinwei turned over and dismounted. The moment she landed, six more people appeared from the bushes and surrounded her.

"Hey, you guys are so considerate! I thought I was going to die soon and I was too lazy to destroy the body and eliminate traces of it, so I even found my own burial place!"

"Gu Yanzhi is getting more and more confused as he gets older. He couldn't kill me three years ago, but will he be able to kill me three years later? It's like a mountain apart. A civil servant's mind can never imagine how fast a general's hands are... "

(End of this chapter)