romantic flower

() It may be the time for half a stick of incense, or it may be the time for a cup of tea. Song Yi's strength is slowly recovering. He quietly guards behind the door and waits for Zhao Kang to push the door in.

Sure enough, not long after, footsteps gradually approached, and Zhao Kang shouted, "Wang Wu...you asked if there is something famous... If it doesn't work, beat him to death..." Zhao Kang shouted so dissatisfied He said, and then pushed open the door, the voice suddenly stopped.

"Come in!" Song Yi lowered his voice and said in Zhao Kang's ear. In his hand, the ivory chopstick that killed Zhao Jianzhi and Wang Wu rested on Zhao Kang's throat, and deeply squeezed Zhao Kang's neck. There was a dent in the flesh on the top, and Song Yi's other hand hooked Zhao Kang's neck gently.

This was a typical holding action, and Zhao Kang's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, but with a slight rolling of his throat, he could feel that the cold chopsticks might pierce his throat at any time.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Zhao Kang's mind. At this moment, he finally confirmed that Song Yi had really killed his son, but now he had to listen to Song Yi's order and put the other foot into the room. Door.Then Zhao Kang saw Wang Wu lying in a pool of blood, and a deep chill passed through his heart.

"Let the people outside the door leave, leaving a horse..." Song Yi said in a low voice, at this time, he can only leave Bianzhou City, otherwise he will die under Zhao Kang's hands .

Song Yi slightly moved the chopsticks away from Zhao Kang's throat, but they were still sticking to his flesh. As long as there was any abnormality, he could still pierce his throat quickly.

"Listen outside the door, you go back to the government office first, just leave a horse for me..." Zhao Kang shouted.

The soldiers outside the door were inexplicably surprised, and then a soldier with a higher status among the group of soldiers approached the door and asked into the room, "My lord! Do you want us to leave first?"

"Yes... Wang Wu and I are enough here..." Zhao Kang's voice sounded normal.

"Yes, my lord!" The little soldier scratched his head, and gestured to the other people outside the door in doubt, and then a group of people led their horses away from the courtyard.

The sound of horseshoes and yelling at the horses sounded outside the courtyard. After a while, there was only an empty silence around this remote courtyard.

The corner of Song Yi's mouth had a cold arc, and he pressed his voice against Zhao Kang's ear and said in a low voice, "Zhao Kang...Master City Guard! You said that if I kill you right now...would you Regret?"

Zhao Kang's nerves tightened instantly, and a chilling feeling spread all over his body, and then Zhao Kang endured the pain of speaking and said, "Song Yi...you must know that killing people pays for their lives..."

"Bullshit!!" Song Yi interrupted Zhao Kang's words in a cold voice, and the chopsticks in his hand used a little force, almost piercing Zhao Kang's skin.

"It's all nonsense! Who is responsible for your son's murder at the gate of the city? Who will decide for me if you want to kill me? Hehe...I don't want to die in the end! But you won't even give me a way out. ...and this Wang Wu, who is obsessed with ghosts!" Song Yi said coldly.

"Song Yi, let me go! I promise to let the past go, and I will take care of Wang Wu's body..." Zhao Kang began to feel a little scared, and there was Wang Wu's body in front of him, blood and Song Yi's coldness His tone of voice made him nervous. He still has a lot of glory and wealth, and he still has time to have another son. He suddenly... doesn't want to die.

"Come on, do you think I will believe you in these nonsense? Don't worry, I, Song Yi, am not a murderous monster. I will knock you out in a while, and then ride away. I hope there will be no more chances." Let's meet." Song Yi said lightly.

When Zhao Kang heard that Song Yi would not kill himself, his heart calmed down a little, and then he felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck...

Song Yi sat on the ground and was a little dazed. Zhao Kang had already found some cloth strips from the room and tied them to the chair, and Zhao Kang had passed out.Thinking that he would kill two people when he came to this world, and that he would start to live that kind of wandering life again, Song Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. After a long sigh, Song Yi shot out With a firm glow, he opened the door and walked out.

Sure enough, the most handsome horse was kept in the courtyard, Song Yi untied the horse, and then got on the horse.

The morning of Bianzhou City was still bustling, and the busy crowd on the street could not even notice that a person had died in this city not long ago, and the city guard of Bianzhou was being tied to a chair at the moment.

Song Yi galloped on the street, and pedestrians avoided one after another, with dissatisfaction shining in their eyes, and they didn't dare to curse until Song Yi passed by on horseback.

What Song Yi has to do at this moment is to race against time, get out of the city before Zhao Kang and Wang Wu are discovered, and before the group of soldiers who captured him along with Zhao Kang meet him.In addition to the piece of jade that King Kang Zhao Ze had on him, he also had a token of going out of the city found on Zhao Kang's body, worth dozens of taels of silver.

It was already very close to the gate of the city, Song Yi slightly slowed down the speed of the horse, and suddenly he rode sideways to block his way.Song Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise.

Wang Su looked at him with complicated eyes, then reined in the horse, and drove the steed closer to Song Yi.

"Are you leaving? Don't you want Du Qingyan's address?" Wang Su said, with a very quiet expression on his face.

"I have to go! Tell me the whereabouts of Qingyan." Song Yi said anxiously between his brows and eyes.

Wang Su took out a small bag from a cloth bag on the horse's back and threw it to Song Yi, saying with a complicated expression, "You can do it yourself, there is what you want inside."

Song Yi took the burden and touched it, and found the silver ingot. He looked at Wang Su slightly surprised and asked, "How do you know I'm leaving at this time?"

"Master Ning has reported to the mansion. I probably guessed that it is not good. You'd better go..." Wang Su urged Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't ask any more questions, and was about to leave with his horse in his belly. When his body was about to pass by Wang Su, Wang Su asked him suddenly, "Where's Wang Wu?"

Song Yi froze slightly, then said in a low voice, "Dead..." After finishing speaking, Song Yi scolded and galloped out of the city.

Wang Su stood there on the horse in a daze, and she looked a little melancholy in the crowd.

After Song Yi left the city, Yiqi appeared beside Wang Su, looking at the direction of the city gate with a complicated expression.

"Daddy...why are you here?" Wang Su looked at Wang Kuanglu beside him in surprise and asked.

"He's gone?" Wang Kuanglu asked calmly.

"Huh? Who do you think he is?" Wang Su asked in surprise, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Wang Wu came to me last night and told me some things. I was a little drunk at the time, and fell asleep after scolding him. Wang Fu told me about Ning Shishi's report to the mansion just now, and I have looked for Wang Wu, but he is not at the mansion, so I came here!" Wang Kuanglu said lightly.

"Daddy...will he implicate our family?" Wang Su asked with a downcast expression.

Wang Kuanglu sighed faintly and replied, "No, as long as he escapes...it has nothing to do with our family, and you also know that he didn't actually sign the contract of sale, so it's easy to be vague. , it's just...it's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Wang Su looked at Wang Kuanglu in confusion.

"Unfortunately, if he doesn't kill Zhao Jianzhi, with his credit for building the ship, even if his identity is unknown, he can have a bright future. The current emperor...should be very happy because of this. You don't know, that day This ship will actually change the current style of the shipbuilding industry in the entire Great Zhao Kingdom, and it will bring about a huge shock!" Wang Kuanglu said in a distant tone.

"It's a pity... I probably won't see you again!" Wang Su sighed slightly melancholy, not knowing whether he felt a little lost because he lost a playmate who could make him stand out, or something else.

Ten miles after Song Yi left the city, he was suddenly stopped by a person.

"Huh!? How could it be you? Monk, are you going to tell my fortune again?" Song Yi was so surprised that he ran into that strange monk carrying a banner again.

"Benefactor! Looking at your seal, it should be a bloody case, do you want to take advantage of it?" The strange monk opened his mouth to startle Song Yi, and after looking around, he found that there were no pursuers.

Song Yi stared suspiciously at the strange monk and asked, "Master! You are a Buddhist disciple, why do you carry a fortune-telling banner and do the work of a Taoist alchemist? Also, Xiaosheng wonders why there are only longevity and An stable four words?"

"If you don't want to get off your horse, the poor monk will explain to you slowly..." said the monk.

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and after confirming that the monk would not cause any harm to him, he got off his horse and asked, "Master, please tell me!"

"The donor is asking about longevity or stability?" the monk asked.

"Is there a difference?" Song Yi asked suspiciously.

"Longevity, you are asking about the hardships of life and death, while Anwen is about wealth and prosperity." The monk replied.

"How does the master charge? If it's not expensive, I asked about Changsheng and Anwen!" Song Yi said with a smile.

"No... The poor monk only occupies one hexagram a year, and one hexagram only occupies one matter. Money is really not important, as long as the benefactor sees it!" The monk said lightly.

"It's strange, so you haven't even counted a hexagram this year? And you met me twice, it seems that there is some fate, why don't I ask Changsheng! Also, the bloody case you mentioned just now , how did you know?" Song Yi asked curiously.

"Rong Poor Monk explained slowly, the benefactor can know the general trend of the world, the invisible is actually visible; the same is true for people, on the surface they look ordinary, but in fact, what happens every day is written on their faces." The monk said. Speaking of it, Song Yi led the horse and listened while walking slowly with him, but turned his head to look at the road in the distance from time to time.