I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 470 A Small Request
Altai was so shocked that he couldn't describe it. He had just checked carefully and there was no one on the beam, but the young lady in front of him was real, with a pair of pure and innocent black almond eyes, as if she was just sitting on the wall of her house, leisurely looking at the neighbor next door.

But it doesn't really matter what posture this woman makes. Regardless of whether she had just heard her conspiracy with Zhao Fu, she had to die - because Shan Yu's plan must not be leaked at all.

The fierce look in his eyes made Luo Qianhuai secretly frightened.

But fortunately, at this moment, a familiar cough sounded, reminding her that the person below was not someone else.

Luo Qianhuai looked down and doubts arose in his heart. Why did Mr. Mo come to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person? Could it be that he came specifically to support me?

No matter what, the fact that he was here right now made Luo Qianhuai feel at ease inexplicably.

At least, it seems that the foreign spy opposite is unlikely to take her life easily.

"This is Zhao Changshi." Prime Minister Xin pointed at Zhao Fu and introduced Mr. Mo with a smile.

Zhao Fu naturally recognized Mr. Mo. No matter how unpopular this man is with His Majesty, and no matter how incompetent his limbs are, he is still the Marquis of Dayu, and as a clan member of the Tian family, he cannot lack the outward courtesy.

He saluted solemnly: "Zhang Shi Zhao Fu has met the Marquis of Xiang."

Xin Cheng still has great trust in this subordinate. He smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "The Marquis of Xiang wants you to do something, please just listen and be careful and don't be negligent!"

Zhao Fu was promoted by Prime Minister Xin, and he was very clear about the profound meaning that his immediate boss wanted to express in every sentence.

Haosheng listen means just listening without doing anything. You must be attentive, that is, your attitude must be good - as for specific things, just use a procrastination trick.

He immediately responded respectfully, turned around and invited Mr. Mo to take a seat.

Prime Minister Xin believed that introducing the uninvited Marquis of Xiang to this place was an act of benevolence, so he hurriedly left with a few subordinate officials on the grounds that he was busy with official duties.

As soon as he went out, Wei Ying closed the door seemingly casually and locked the bolt inside.

Zhao Fu did not think much about it, just thinking that Xiang Hou had some private matters to ask him to do. From what Prime Minister Xin said just now, he could hear some clues: if it was simple and easy to do, why would he remind him specifically?

At this moment, he just wanted to follow Prime Minister Xin's instructions, give Marquis Zuxiang face, and get rid of the person.

Zhao Fu took an unused azure tea cup, poured the tea soup into it, held it in both hands and brought it to Mr. Mo, and said diligently: "Marquis Xiang, please have some tea."

Mr. Mo did not answer, but lazily raised his head and glanced at Wei Ying who stood beside him again.

The latter didn't even glance at the beams. He just waved his hand casually, and two yellow five-plant coins shot out, directly hitting Altai who had not yet reacted.

The bends of his legs and knees suddenly went numb. Altai could no longer maintain his balance and fell straight down from the beam.

His reaction was swift. He turned around while still in the air, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and pounced towards Mr. Mo.

Altai had stayed in Xijing for a long time and had heard about the origins of the Marquis of Xiang, but he did not expect that the mute servant beside him turned out to be a martial arts master whom he had never heard of.

But so what? Marquis Xiang himself does not know any martial arts, and the meridians in his hands and feet are all disabled. As long as he is held hostage, there is no need to worry about the mute servant not bowing his head and listening to him.

The saying of the Yu people, "To capture a thief, first capture the leader," is very good. The servants have always valued loyalty, which is different from the Xiongnu's belief that the strong are respected. Only one foot away, the dagger could have been placed on the neck of this useless marquis. Altai smiled and thought about what to say next.

He wanted the loyal servant to lose his hand that was good at using concealed weapons and commit suicide. As for Xianghou, after he has dealt with the little lady in Liang Shang, he forces her to send him away and then finds a secluded place to kill them together.

Zhao Fu must have a way to clean up the mess behind, such as putting the assassin's name on the young lady who shouldn't be here, which should not arouse suspicion and affect Shan Yu's plans.

When his heart felt stinging, the smile on Altai's face had not faded.

The tip of the dagger was only an inch away from the person in front of him, but he could never cross such a short distance.

The strength in his body disappeared bit by bit. Altai looked at the soft sword that pierced his chest and moved his lips as if he wanted to ask something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood overflowed from it.

Master Mo ignored the person who was slowly falling down, and he also ignored Zhao Fu who was pointing at him with a trembling finger and his eyes kept changing.

He wiped the soft sword clean on Altai and put it at his waist. Then he stood up, straightened his clothes, shook his sleeves, raised his head, looked straight at Luo Qianhuai, and smiled brightly.

The next moment, he rose into the air, his robe sleeves swaying, embracing her whole body, and then slowly fell to the ground.

In just a few minutes, Zhao Fu witnessed the master and servant of Marquis Xiang pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, Altai being shot down to death, and the multi-dimensional attack of a pure and beautiful young lady in the house.

By this time, he could figure it out even by thinking with his toes. The person who had just caught Altai's attention and searched around must be this young lady. But how did she avoid their detection?
He couldn't figure it out, and the current situation didn't allow him to think too much.

Being able to sit firmly in the position of prime minister and long history, Zhao Fu is naturally not an incompetent person.

"Bah bang bang bang." The brief gaffe on his face had disappeared, and he smiled calmly and reservedly: "The Marquis of Xiang really hides his secrets."

Mr. Mo let go of Luo Qianhuai's hand and looked at Zhao Fu with a half-smile, without any intention of speaking.

Zhao Fu seemed to understand something, and his smile was more sincere than before: "My Lord, you and this brother helped to save the assassin who sneaked in here with ill intentions. I am deeply grateful. So I will keep my mouth shut about the discrepancies between you and the rumors. As for what you want to do, no matter what it is, as long as you bring it up, I will do my best."

"Of course, I only have a small request."

Zhao Fu glanced at Luo Qianhuai, who was standing aside without any movement, with an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes: "It's just that this little lady is also an associate of the assassins, please ask General Xiang People stay and let them be dealt with.”

"Oh?" Mr. Mo heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if in disbelief: "You slandered my fiancée as an assassin and asked me to hand her over to you myself?"

This answer was completely beyond Zhao Fu's expectation.

He looked at Luo Qianhuai who was calm and composed in astonishment, and then at Mr. Mo who looked serious, and had to accept this fact.

"It's because the official has blind eyes and doesn't recognize Mount Tai." He forcibly concealed the hostility in his eyes and asked curiously, "I just don't know what the purpose of Mrs. Jing's coming here today is?"

Of course Luo Qianhuai couldn't say that he was just an ordinary melon-eater. She smiled awkwardly, and before she could think of how to speak, Mr. Mo blocked it for her.

"Should I call you Prime Minister Chang Shi Zhao Fu, or Xiongnu Zhi Zhilian?"