In a certain high pavilion, three people were chatting secretly.

"Ouyang Lianghan? It sounds a bit familiar. Is he a gentleman respected by scholars?"

After listening quietly to Boss Li's story for a while, he took out a piece of densely written information and flipped through it. Wei Shaoxuan suddenly looked up and asked.

"This man is quite interesting. He manipulated the Liu family and the local squires of Longcheng into his hands. He was quite interested in me... So, Liu Ziwen died in his hands?"

"Well..."

Boss Li hesitated for a moment and said something from his heart:

"Sixth Young Master, Liu Ziwen's death seems a bit complicated to me, and there may be a hidden secret behind it."

"If Ouyang Lianghan didn't do it, then who did it?"

Wei Shaoxuan paused and asked with a smile: "Is it Wang Lengran or Shen Xisheng? Wait... Liu Zian?"

"My servant has passed by Jiangzhou several times before and asked about it. It doesn't seem like it was done by Mr. Wang." Boss Li shook his head: "I don't know whether Shen Xisheng or Liu Zian."

"Before, Liu Ziwen was in charge of the Liu family. He contacted us. My father sent someone to investigate Liu Ziwen. He was very knowledgeable about current affairs and his needs and desires were very clear. After so many years of cooperation, we have trust and guarantee. But now he died suddenly. Let Liu Zian lead the Liu family to cooperate with us... This is not a good change."

Wei Shaoxuan glanced at Boss Li and muttered:

"How is Liu Zian like this person?"

Boss Li was silent for a moment, "He has a very cautious and patient personality. You can tell by watching him and Ouyang Lianghan and Zhou Xuan... As for the Wei family, it seems that he is quite honest at the moment."

"Being honest now does not mean being honest in the future. Let's investigate it together with the death of his eldest brother Liu Ziwen."

Wei Shaoxuan interrupted Boss Li's words and waved his hand casually:

"You can use the chess piece buried in the Liu family to check whether there is any murder of brother. Before taking the tripod sword, you must make sure that all hidden dangers are eliminated...

"I don't know why, I always have an intuition that Liu Ziwen's death has a lot to do with Liu Zian. I hope it's wrong. Tsk tsk. Speaking of which, I have this inexplicable intuition. I don't know if it's because I understand Liu Zi very well. It's like being a younger brother, after all, I have several harmonious brothers."

Wei Shaoxuan chuckled lightly.

"Yes! Sixth Young Master." Boss Li said in awe, cupping his hands.

He completely pretended not to hear what Mr. Wei Liu said next.

In fact, in the Wei family, the Persian businessman also heard about some complicated situations between the legitimate children of King Wei and King Liang. However, this was not something he was qualified to discuss. It was best to be deaf.

Qiu Qi, who was looking coldly at the window, turned around and glanced at Wei Shaoxuan.

"Father, anyway, I took the palace envoy's car and boat this time and arrived at Longcheng in a few days." Wei Shaoxuan turned around and explained with a smile: "I just have time, I will check carefully to see if there are any hidden ones. Interesting and tricky.”

Qiu Qi crossed her chest and nodded:

"Rokuro just needs to be measured."

There was some faint movement in the street downstairs outside the window. Wei Shaoxuan walked to the window and took a look, and the originally interested expression on his face disappeared.

"It's boring. Sister Miaozhen is still not good at it. She was intimidated by a weak scholar. Now the fun is gone... However, Your Majesty actually gave Li Xian a piece of jade. It seems a bit particular..."

Standing by the window, Wei Shaoxuan thought carefully for a while, and took a look at the movement outside the door of Su Mansion. He shook his head in boredom.

Then, the sixth young master of the Wei family seemed to turn his head and say something to Qiu Qi.

The man carrying the box took off the sword box from his back and handed it to Wei Shaoxuan.

The latter caught it with one hand, placed it horizontally in front of him, put his two fingers together, and carefully touched the warm body of the box. Even though he looked at the sword box more than once, he still showed some admiration and admiration on his face.

This box seems to have a mechanism inside, which is very delicate.

Wei Shaoxuan used a complicated technique, and with a "click" sound, it was like an iron chain slowly lowering the city gate of some great gate in the world, and the sword box opened in response.

The sword light rushed out of the box like a bullfight.

Immediately attracted the attention of the three people in the pavilion.

It is said that the Mohist sword box is one of the top items for sword cultivation in the world. The material of the box body naturally gathers Qi, and it is also equipped with ingenious mechanical techniques to achieve the functions of warming and nourishing the sword Qi, washing the sword body, and restraining the sword light.

effect.

Even if it is a green blade of an ordinary sword, if placed in it and warmed, it will become very different, unlike an ordinary soldier.

At this moment, all I saw was a sword inserted sideways in the box.

After Wei Shaoxuan took out the sword and turned it over and placed it in front of the window under the setting sun, people saw clearly that it turned out to be a short sword similar to a dagger.

The dagger is luxurious.

The hilt of the sword is inlaid with emerald agate, pearls and gems, and is decorated with an exquisite tassel intertwined with colorful ribbons.

The blade of the sword lying in the sun reflected the cold light into the room. As the sword holder turned and moved, the cold light flashed around the room.

Boss Li looked at it curiously, showing an expression of sudden reaction.

This sword was the last sword that Liu Ziwen had entrusted him to send to Prince Wei's Mansion in Luojing. Kai Feng drank blood, which was also a signal to take the sword.

At present, Qiu Qi and Wei Shaoxuan were the only two people who went to fetch the sword. Naturally, they brought it along with the Mohist sword box as agreed.

Wei Shaoxuan leaned on the railing by the window, playing with the short fiber sword in his hand, and he raised his hand to throw it away:

"Go and inform Liu Zian that I am here. Take it and return it to Liu Zian. This short sword is good and kills people without spilling blood. I hope that the tripod sword he handed over in the end can also satisfy me...

"

Wei Shaoxuan's words with a chuckle sounded, and he cast his eyes casually out of the window, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

Boss Li, who lowered his head to prepare for the order, raised his hand to catch the sword. After waiting for a long time, Wei Shaoxuan's letter of sword was not handed over.

"Sixth Young Master? Sixth Young Master?" He couldn't help shouting twice in succession.

Still no one cares.

Wei Shaoxuan's mouth seemed to be blocked.

After a while, Boss Li raised his head cautiously and found that Mr. Qiu also turned to look at Wei Shaoxuan like him.

I saw that the sixth young master of the Wei family, who was originally leaning against the railing by the window, changed to a standing position with his hands hanging down. He stretched his head out of the window and stared at the street in front of the Su Mansion below.

His body remained motionless, as if he was in a trance.

Boss Li and Qiu Qi followed his gaze.

It was a plain-faced little girl with plum blossom-shaped bright red forehead makeup. She was sitting obediently on an embroidery stool, holding the purple veil she had just taken off in her hand. Not far in front of her, there was a palace painter solemnly

Painting…

A daughter has grown up after leaving home.

The air fell into silence.

Wei Shaoxuan suddenly turned his head and said seriously to Qiu Qi:

"How about we exchange a gift for a little bit. After all... we are all relatives and adoptive fathers. I still feel obligated to give him a birthday gift."

Qiu Qi:?

Boss Li:......

Not long after, the painting in front of the Su Mansion came to an end.

In the high pavilion, Wei Shaoxuan lowered his head and wandered around in place for more than a dozen times. He stopped at a certain moment and murmured to himself: "How could there be such a stunning girl in the world? The most important thing is that she still resembles Her Majesty the Queen, or even more...

…”

Wei Shaoxuan glanced at the Xinjian in his hand, straightened his clothes seriously, turned around and went downstairs.

On behalf of the Wei family, he came to give gifts.

…

Under the setting sun.

The fishermen sing late.

The bustling Penglang Ferry during the day became deserted, like a red hot coal extinguished by water.

There were docked ferries returning one after another, as well as passenger ships passing by and temporarily docked.

However, in the past, the ferry was crowded and berthed. Now, there is a large area of ​​​​space in the center of the pier.

There was also a large crowd gathering on the shore beside the pier.

Several fishing boats loaded with fish returning late slowly docked at this strangely vacant "prime spot" on the pier. The fishermen on the boat, who had worked hard for a day, looked happy. In the past, these "golden boat spots" had long been occupied.

It was their turn to come back late.

Several boatmen who had just returned couldn't help but curiously turned their heads to look at the huge sail slowly moving away on the river.

I saw that majestic and unfamiliar official ship breaking through the sparkling golden water waves under the setting sun and heading away from Longcheng County without looking back. The red sun was in the background.

Ouyang Rong, like the fishermen, watched as the fleet carrying Miaozhen and other Luoyang court envoys went further and further away, and stood at the front of the farewell crowd standing on the shore of the pier.

"Eh."

A sigh suddenly sounded from the front row of the crowd, causing the atmosphere among the people in the county government to freeze.

Ouyang Rong stood quietly with his sleeves in his sleeves, his face calm, and he did not turn his head to look at Diao County Cheng, who was sighing.

Yan Liulang, who hurried from the official residence in the afternoon, turned his head and frowned:
To be continued...