The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Don't blame him for being cautious.

Wu Jiang is already crazy enough. If he loses and regains it, and then gains and loses it again, he can't imagine how crazy he can be!

Gu Shiwei was noncommittal about this.

She raised her eyebrows, winked at Han Shiyan, opened the lid of the tea cup, blew on it gently, and the red date slices inside swirled, and calmness returned again.

She took a gentle sip. The temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold. She drank it and felt warm in her heart.

"How about Yu Shi Han guess why I want to tell you this now."

Although she now has a lot of trust in Han Shiyan, she is not a person who does things in an unorganized manner.

Han Shiyan pondered for a moment and opened his eyes slightly, "You don't want to be led by Mian Jin anymore, you want to take the initiative."

Gu Shiwei snapped his fingers and once again sighed in his heart that it was convenient to work with smart people.

She simply doesn't have the character to sit back and wait for death, or wait for others to come to her door. Instead of waiting for the rain to fall from the sky, she might as well go to the East China Sea and seize the old Dragon King to make the rain come! This has been her consistent style since childhood!

Being afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back does not exist, because she can kill both wolves and tigers.

"I don't know Ma Hongying, nor do I know the Ma family. I can't draw a curtain and say on it that Ma Hongying will go into the woods together at midnight tonight!"

"I'm not afraid of showing off. I'm just afraid that Wu Jiang will find me and accidentally beat him up."

"And the person she believes in is definitely not me, so I want you to use a secret code that only you and Ma Hongying or the girls of the Ma family understand, to tell her that we already know her identity and ask her to come out and meet her."

Han Shiyan listened to Gu Shiwei's words and did not give an answer immediately.

"Then if we made a mistake, or if Mian Jin didn't follow us, then naturally we would have no way of knowing the hint we gave..."

Gu Shiwei drank all the red date tea in her hand and put the cup aside. She rubbed her arms. She had killed those assassins before and her hands were sore from killing them. What a long life!

"Even if Jiang Ziya is fishing, he doesn't dare to think that big fish will take the bait every time! Yushi Han is too greedy!"

Just give it a try, you won’t suffer any loss!

"Of course it's good if she guesses right. If she really is Ma Hongying and is willing to come out to meet us, then of course it's good! If not, there will be no loss for us. Of course, this is just my suggestion. If Han It doesn’t matter if the censor doesn’t want to.”

"We martial arts practitioners are rude and have no intention of not disturbing the deceased! I have no ill intentions towards Ma Hongying. If it offends me, Yushi Han will just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Not only do they not want to disturb the deceased.

People in their martial arts world also like to raise bones and raise ashes, and raise skeletons to attract ghosts. If they attract the ancestors and hide them in the ring, they will die happily!

Han Shiyan came back from his thoughts and shook his head at Gu Shiwei, "Han is not that pedantic. As Gu Qinshi said, there is no harm in trying. If Hongying is really still alive... then... That's great."

"I'll leave this matter to Han. Let me think about what Hongying and I know, but Wu Jiang doesn't know."

Gu Shiwei was stunned and became speechless for a moment.

She looked at Han Shiyan. His brows were furrowed, and when he wasn't smiling, he looked particularly sharp, with a sharpness that was rarely found in Dayong civil servants.

She thought Han Shiyan's hesitation was because he was pedantic, but it turned out that he was worried about Wu Jiang.

He was afraid that instead of attracting Mian Jin, Wu Jiang would be stimulated again...

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Han Shiyan felt Gu Shiwei's gaze and asked, suppressing the raised corners of his mouth and trembling voice.

Gu Shinwei touched his chin, "I only thought Han Yushi was the biological son of the King of Hell. I never thought you were the walking Guanyin."

"How should I put it? When you are in Wujiang, there is a kind of executioner who kills people during the day and goes home to chop vegetables at night..." Han Shi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that there was no way Gu Shiwei could spit out ivory from his mouth!

"I have a few books here. If you have time to take care of your family, you might as well read more!"

Gu Shiwei chuckled, "I have a few swords here, Yushi Han might as well poke them at you if you have nothing to do!"

As she spoke, she suddenly jumped out of the carriage. When the bay horse saw its owner coming out, it ran over happily wagging its tail, and then glanced at the carriage door with a proud look.

Han Shiyan looked at it and stretched out his hand. Seeing Gu Shiwei mount his horse and walk away, he retracted it.

"Young master, do you regret it? Do you want to slap yourself a few times? Taking care of family affairs is a person with qinggong skills! Just like Chang'e who flew into the sky! Do you think that Chang'e flew to the moon and Hou Yi could catch up? The Weaver Girl flew into the sky and the Cowherd... …”

Listening to the long-lost noise, Han Shiyan couldn't help lowering his voice and scolding, "Zhang Guan, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

Chang Guan, who was driving in the front, heard this and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"I know. Master, tell me, I can follow, but I must shut up and act like a dead person along the way!"

Han Shiyan's ears had just cleared up when he heard Na Changguan couldn't help but say, "Young Master, I'm not the one who said that to you. Why are you so smart and so stupid all your life? She's not scolding you when she's caring about family matters, she's praising you! She's praising you for following her. As gentle and kind as a Bodhisattva..."

"If you keep talking like this, you won't be able to think straight, or your family affairs will be taken away by others!"

"Look at the guy surnamed Wei, who is like a male and female with Gu Qinshi, and then look at the man with the wolf teeth, his eyes are shining when he looks at Gu Qinshi, and he almost looks up to the sky!"

"Long view!" Han Shiyan said angrily.

Such a heartless thing, you actually say that others have no brains!

The one looking up to the sky and ooohing is obviously a chicken.

Chang Guan calmed down, but Han Shiyan became annoyed. He wasn't angry just now, he was angry at himself.

How could he be an executioner? He was obviously hopeless.

Han Shiyan thought and put his hand to his heart.

Gu Shiwei was staring at him just now. He felt his heart beating like thunder and couldn't think at all.

He thought, sighed softly, and opened the curtain of the carriage window to let in the wind from outside.

Han Shiyan was thinking a lot, but Gu Shiwei, who was sitting on the bay horse, laughed out loud. She stretched out her hand to touch the horse's mane and put it close to the bay horse's ear.

"You see, I am better at talking than the censor! From now on, we will not be called the No. 1 Fierce Sword, but the No. 1 Fierce Mouth!"

The maroon horse twisted its butt cheekily and snorted happily!

"Your horse is not a thoroughbred, but it is full of intelligence! It is really rare! It is a good horse!"

Gu Shiwei looked up when he heard the sound, and immediately saw the wolf teeth hanging on the chest of the visitor.

"It is indeed a good horse and my best companion!"

The bay horse was indeed very spiritual, and she did not want to hypocritically belittle it just to show so-called humility.

The Langya Xiao Yu looked at Gu Shiwei with more and more eager eyes. He patted his horse and walked side by side with Gu Shiwei, "Master Gu's behavior is not at all like other Dayong people I know."