The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Song Ze walked out of the study, without taking anyone with him, and hurriedly left the mansion through the side door, carrying a lantern.

He didn't go to the yamen, nor did he go outside the city to find the militia.

The former was because it was useless, those yamen runners were definitely not a match for martial arts experts, and the latter was because mobilizing them was troublesome, he, a registrar, had neither the authority nor a suitable reason.

Saying his nephew was being chased by an expert? This kind of thing was not something to be solved by the local army.

So the choices left to Song Ze were not many.

Fortunately, he still had a trump card.

In the officialdom of Chen Dynasty, most of the civil and military officials had backers in the martial arts world. Behind those high-ranking officials were basically famous sects, while behind the local officials were mostly local small and medium-sized gangs.

But Song Ze was an anomaly among them. He was one of the few officials who didn't have deep connections with any martial arts forces in the city.

However, his position had remained very stable over the years.

In addition to his strong ability and excellent political skills, it was also inseparable from the money provided by his nephew, Song Zhongwen, and the assistance of the Jianghu people he raised.

This was also an important reason why he wanted to protect Song Zhongwen.

But these small-time characters could only solve some daily minor problems for Song Ze. When he encountered really tricky troubles, he could only ask someone more capable.

And this capable person lived in this unremarkable house in front of him.

Song Ze first looked around. It was not yet dawn, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, so naturally no one noticed that this registrar was now standing here wearing only a single coat.

Then, Song Ze knocked on the door five times as agreed, three long and two short.

After a moment, the door opened a crack, and an eye peered out at Song Ze through the gap. Then, the owner of the eye said in an uncomfortably尖酸 voice, "Master Song is here again? And it's still in the middle of the night… It seems that this time the matter must be very棘手,咯咯咯咯."

Song Ze was already used to it, and just cupped his hands and said, "Song has indeed encountered an urgent matter and needs Mr. Liu Mei to help."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another voice from inside the house, "Ayun, don't tease Master Song anymore, let Master Song in quickly."

Unlike the girl named Ayun, the man's voice sounded gentle and harmonious, making people feel like a spring breeze, and every pore exuded舒坦.

The girl named Ayun giggled a few more times, took a step back, and opened the door.

"Thank you, Miss Ayun." Although Song Ze was a registrar, he didn't dare to put on any official airs in front of this house.

"Master is in the bedroom." Ayun didn't make things difficult for him and reminded him before walking away on her own.

And Song Ze only realized after the door opened that the girl was not wearing anything at all and was standing under the moonlight as if no one else was there.

Song Ze didn't dare to look any further and quickly lowered his head and walked into the bedroom.

He saw a man of about forty years old lying on the couch with his chest open, wearing亵裤, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Master Song, why are you so flustered?"

"Mr. Liu Mei." Song Ze first bowed, and then said, "I have a nephew named Song Zhongwen."

"I know him," Mr. Liu Mei nodded, "He's a good kid."

"Alas, tonight he caused a great disaster, poisoning a martial arts expert for a woman." Song Ze sighed.

"Rushing into a rage for a beauty is the favorite thing of young men, and this is also an elegant thing," Mr. Liu Mei smiled, "Why should Master Song be苛责."

"The key is that his plan was seen through by the other party, and now they are chasing him. He has been so frightened that he has lost his mind and can only come to me to cry and ask me to protect him."

"I can send Ayun to investigate first, and I can also make sufficient preparations on my side, and the ending can be done cleanly, but this time… you are asking me to take action immediately." Mr. Liu Mei shook his head, "Too仓促."

"The master once said that he is invincible below the first-rate realm. That guy surnamed Lu is not even twenty years old, and he will definitely not reach the first-rate realm. He is definitely not the master's opponent. And it is not yet dawn, so if the master kills him, he will not be seen by others. As for the follow-up matters, Song will take care of them for the master." Song Ze persuaded again.

However, Mr. Liu Mei remained unmoved, and even yawned, obviously intending to see him off. Seeing this, Song Ze had to use his last resort.

"The matter that the master asked me to investigate before, now has some clues."

"Oh?" Mr. Liu Mei finally opened his eyes again when he heard this, staring at Song Ze, "Tell me."

"I sent someone to Qizhou to find the place where that person was buried, but inside the coffin… there was nothing."

"Are there any signs of盗痕迹 in the tomb?"

"No盗洞 was seen around."

"So… he really faked his death," Mr. Liu Mei murmured, "I said, with his martial arts, how many people in this world can kill him."

"In addition to this, I also found out something else."

"What?"

"The Department of Astronomy… may be related to this matter."

"The Department of Astronomy? Are you sure it's not the Imperial City Division?" Mr. Liu Mei frowned, "Isn't the Department of Astronomy just an official agency that observes celestial phenomena and formulates calendars? Why would it be involved in Jianghu disputes."

This time, Song Ze did not answer, but rarely fell into silence.

A murderous intent flashed in Mr. Liu Mei's eyes, and then gradually disappeared, "Forget it, I will help you and your nephew get through this disaster. I only hope that your answer will not disappoint me."

"Thank you, Mr. Liu Mei, for your righteous action." Song Ze was overjoyed. Just now, in just a short moment, he felt like he had walked through the gates of hell. If he dragged on for a little longer, even with his city府 and will, he might not be able to hold on.

On the other side, since Mr. Liu Mei had agreed to Song Ze, he did not delay any longer. He called Ayun in to dress him, and took a jade flute from the wall.

He交代一句, "Warm up a pot of wine for me, Master will be back soon."

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the courtyard.