The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

That corner was very quiet, the windows were open, and many wild bamboo branches stretched out.

There were two people sitting there, one of whom looked to be about 20 or 30 years old. His face looked a little pale, his lips were black and blue, his breathing was almost inaudible, and he looked like a living corpse.

On his right hand, there is a long sword with a white scabbard and a white tassel.

The man sitting opposite him was handsome, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, as sharp as a knife. His eyes were piercing, and he looked like a martial arts master. On his right hand, there was also a long sword with a black scabbard and a black spike.

Seeing Gu Shiwei, the black sword took the lead and stood up, "Master Gu has really stolen the limelight recently. The last time the Imperial City Secretary attracted such attention, it was Master Zhang who killed the traitor and deposed prince."

His voice was a little deep, and it sounded so intoxicating.

Although the words were not very polite, Gu Shiwei did not feel any malice.

The black sword's eyes fell on the long sword at Gu Shinwei's waist, and he couldn't help but say, "I heard that Wei Changming is not your opponent, but I want to try to see if the sword in your hand is A waste of fame."

Gu Shinwei raised his eyebrows and walked towards the two of them unhurriedly.

The black sword immediately became excited, grabbed the long sword in his hand and wanted to greet him, but was stopped by the man with a white sword and a yellow face sitting opposite.

"In Xiajiang Yi, he is Ma Fengchun. Some people are crazy about him, so don't worry about his family affairs. They are all colleagues in the Imperial City Department, and they all work for Mr. Zhang. They are brothers..."

Jiang Yi spoke weakly, and Gu Shiwei felt that if he sneezed, he would probably die.

When he mentioned the word "brother", he probably remembered the identity of Gu Shiwei, and changed it abruptly, "They are brothers and sisters... how can we use swords against each other? If you don't mind about family affairs, why don't you sit down together with us?" .”

Jiang Yi said, moved a place inside, and took Ma Fengchun's bowls and chopsticks over.

It was obvious that they had just arrived, and the dishes and chopsticks were still brand new and untouched.

Gu Shiwei watched and sat down rudely opposite Jiang Yi. When the old man Shitou saw her sitting down, he walked over with a smile and added a big elbow, a braised beef, and a small plate of fried rice. Very crispy fish.

"Lord Jiang is right. They all work for the Imperial City, and they are naturally a family. Forgive me, I saw that Lord Jiang's complexion is not very good, and the smell of medicine on his body is pungent, but he was accidentally injured?"

"Gu recently got some new medicine for golden sores..."

As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Yi with squinted eyes, and began to move the elbow with the chopsticks in her hand. Her movements were very slow, but her hands seemed to have magic powers, and she completely deboned a big elbow in an instant. There wasn't even a scratch on the skin.

This time, before Jiang Yi could say anything, Ma Fengchun sat down.

"What's this? Who in the Imperial City Division doesn't have a few wounds on his body? I'm not talking about you, we are all warriors, why should we imitate that civil servant's effeminate speech, which makes people uncomfortable to death. We are all because of Zhang Da How can someone who has just entered the Imperial City Department do such a good job?"

As he spoke, he picked up an elbow in dissatisfaction, put it to his mouth and tore it off, smearing the grease on his hands.

"Jiang Yi, you really have no choice but to imitate Tao Yu. Who is he? He is the only waste in our Imperial City Department who doesn't know martial arts. If he is not polite, then he has the nerve to serve as the Imperial City Department's A bowl?"

"You are so gibberish, maybe the narrow-minded people think that you are trying to squeeze him and leave him with no place to stand at the Imperial City Station!"

Jiang Yi's dark yellow face instantly darkened a few shades. He put a piece of vegetables into Ma Fengchun's bowl and gave him a sideways look.

But this look was like looking at a blind man. Ma Fengchun did not receive Jiang Yi's hint at all, and continued to talk carelessly, "Who doesn't know, Mr. Zhang was wrongly accused a few days ago. I watched The inner ghost is Tao Yu." "If he didn't have ulterior motives and was a good civil servant, why would he have come to our Imperial City Department to live a life of licking blood? Forging your seal would mean killing you, me and her. All together, I can’t figure out how to do this!”

"Tao Yu is different, he has more eyes than a lotus seed!"

Ma Fengchun was clearly at odds with Tao Yu. The more he talked, the more annoyed he became, and he looked at Gu Shiwei angrily, "How about you come with me and go talk to Li Sansi? I told him last time, There hasn’t been any movement yet!”

Ma Fengchun said, turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yi, and said angrily, "Why are you kicking me? I'm just telling the truth."

Gu Shiwei looked at the two of them thoughtfully and laughed, "Since Mr. Li already knew about it, he must have considered it."

Jiang Yi cleared his throat in embarrassment. He glanced at Gu Shiwei and said seriously, "Ma Fengchun is loyal to Mr. Zhang, that's why he's so anxious. The two of us have been on missions in the past few days, and we were there yesterday. I just came back to Bianjing to resume my duties."

"This trip was dangerous, so I inevitably had some skin injuries on my body, but they are not serious."

"I am really concerned about you, Sir. As for my appearance, it is because of my practice of martial arts, and it has nothing to do with my longevity."

When Gu Shiwei heard this, he looked into Jiang Yi's eyes and nodded slightly.

She didn't know whether Ma Fengchun was really stupid or fake, but Jiang Yi was really smart.

Only Han Shiyan and Zhang Chunting knew about her assassination in the mass grave, and it was not announced to the public. Although Zhang Chunting was framed and brought to court, the fact that he was not the culprit was not publicized.

According to what Jing Li just said, five people in the Imperial City Division are old people from the past, and five others were promoted by him. Among them, Li Sansi and Wei Changming were his old subordinates, while she was the new celebrity.

Ma Fengchun and Jiang Yi were the two remaining people they met in front of them.

Jiang Yi probably felt that he was in an awkward situation in the Imperial City Division, so he decisively united with Ma Fengchun. He sensed Gu Shiwei's intentions, so the first thing he did was to distance himself and make his position clear.

Gu Shiwei thought and put down his chopsticks, "I'm full. This elbow is fat but not greasy. Next time if we have a chance to eat together again, I will bring good wine for the two of us."

Jiang Yi smiled at Gu Shen, still weak.

Ma Fengchun next to him looked at the empty dishes in front of Gu Shiwei and his eyes widened instantly, "Next time we won't compete with swords, we will compete with who can eat more!"

Gu Shiwei laughed when he heard this, "Then I'll come back next time and don't eat for three days in advance."

Ma Fengchun didn't expect Gu Shiwei to speak so cheerfully. He reached out his hand, patted Gu Shiwei's shoulder heavily, and laughed heartily.

"If I had known that Gu Shiwei was so easy to talk to, I would have gone to greet you earlier! Do you have a place to live now? How about moving back to the Imperial City? There is food and drink here, so you don't have to worry about it yourself. It's a good place to go."

He also wanted to say something, but Jiang Yi stood up and tugged on his sleeves, "Mr. Gu is busy with business, so don't waste her time."

Gu Shiwei listened and nodded slightly at Jiang Yi.

The cook, Lao Shitou, didn't know where he had gone. Gu Shiwei didn't look for it and walked downstairs thoughtfully.

There was no need for Jiang Yi to tell such a specific lie. The concierge should have seen when they returned to the Imperial City Division. If he and Ma Fengchun had just returned to Bianjing at Zishi, then under normal circumstances, they would not have received Gu Yan's flying pigeon message last night.