Shilipo in the northern suburbs outside the city

There is a cold pool under the rugged cliff, and an ancient peach tree beside the pool stretches towards the top of the cold pool.

In the late spring of March, the flowers on the peach tree have just begun to bloom, and the peach blossoms on the branches are so delicate and beautiful.

The breeze blows, and the petals fall into the water, making the water more clear and green, quiet and elegant.

This is supposed to be a good place for an outing to relax, but today is the period of the palace examination. Except for some students who have sadly left Beijing, although not everyone who stayed in Shangyong needs to participate in the palace examination, no one has the intention to take part in the palace examination today.

Travel.

Most of the first-place candidates in the palace examination are hand-picked by the palace. Who doesn’t want to know immediately who will win the top prize in a new subject?

At this time, there were two people standing not far from the water pool. One of them was Cao Mao, whom Luo Junyao had just met not long ago. The other one looked like he was in his early thirties, with a stern look on his eyebrows, and he was obviously a little impatient.

appearance.

"Mr. Cao, will the person you are talking about break the promise?" the middle-aged man asked.

Cao Mao was a little unhappy and frowned: "The time has not come yet, why is Brother Fang so impatient?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said angrily: "It's not like you don't know that the master of the house is urging me. If there is no result in the death of the eldest son, I will have no choice but to risk my life and go back to see the master of the house."

Cao Mao lowered his eyes and covered up the disdain in his eyes.

It's been months since I've found any clues. Such a loser deserves to die.

"Brother Fang, please be patient. Since that person made an appointment to meet today, he will definitely not break the appointment. Even if he wants to break the appointment, might he be willing to part with the one hundred thousand taels of silver?"

Although the boy said that he didn't care about the one hundred thousand taels at all, Cao Mao didn't believe it at all. One hundred thousand taels of silver is not a small amount no matter where it is.

He never believed that there were people in this world who didn't love money.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said: "I have been here in Shangyong for a few months, but I have never heard of such an arrogant person in Shangyong! I want to see it today!"

Cao Mao also had a headache about the young man's identity.

Because the identity of the young man could not be found, the eldest son reprimanded him severely in his reply.

"It stands to reason that the regent had cleaned up everything inside and outside the imperial city a year ago. There really is no news about such a powerful person." Cao Mao looked at the middle-aged man with some suspicion and asked: "Brother Fang,

Are you sure you checked carefully?"

The middle-aged man snorted and said: "It's just because the regent cleaned it up that it was difficult to investigate. The eldest son died in the west of the city. It was so chaotic that night. No one knew what happened at that time. Following the eldest son

No one around him survived! We only found out that the eldest son went to Mingyin Pavilion that night, but no one knows what he did there, and now Mingyin Pavilion is gone..."

"Could it... have something to do with the imperial court?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He took a deep look at Cao Mao and said, "The eldest son just traveled to Shangyong and did not do anything extraordinary. Why should the imperial court take action against the eldest son?"

"Is this..." Cao Mao also felt that this was the truth. No matter what, Fang Shuo was still a member of the Fang family in Yingzhou. Why did the court kill him for no reason?

Besides, even if the imperial court really wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be necessary to kill him in the imperial city. There were plenty of ways to let him die quietly outside.

The imperial control in the west part of the city had never been strict before, and the Five Cities Military and Horse Division only settled in after the turmoil a year ago. At present, it seems that the death of the eldest son of the Fang family really can only fall on the mysterious son.

Originally, Cao Mao had another layer of speculation in his mind: Fang Shuo was the favorite son of the head of the Fang family, but he was not the only son of the Fang family. It was hard to say whether he had offended someone and was killed, or whether someone was fishing in troubled waters.

Woolen cloth.

But now that someone has claimed it themselves, they naturally want to check it out.

The two waited for a while, then saw three people coming out of the peach forest not far away and slowly walking towards them.

The middle-aged man looked at the three people approaching, his eyes narrowed slightly and his hand holding the handle of the knife tightened.

The leader is a handsome young man in white.

Standing in front of the two tall men, the young man looked increasingly shorter and slender.

The young man was dressed in plain white clothes, with only a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging around his waist. He was playing with an exquisite ivory-carved folding fan in his hand, which made his hands as white as jade.

At first glance, he looks like an arrogant young man who has never experienced any hardship.

But what made the middle-aged man deeply afraid was the person following the young man.

A pale young man in his twenties and an ordinary-looking man who seemed to be in his forties. At first, his attention almost fell on the boy and the young man, completely ignoring this person.

It passed. But after I reacted, I felt an inexplicable tingling sensation when I looked at the man again.

Luo Junyao played with the folding fan with a smile, and said with a smile to the two people waiting beside Tan: "You two seem to have arrived early? Could it be that you have set up an ambush around me to plot against me?"

The smile that had not yet risen on Cao Mao's face couldn't help but froze. After a while, he squeezed out a smile again and said, "Young master, you are joking."

Luo Junyao looked around and nodded as if he didn't care: "Okay, let's get down to business. Where are the banknotes?"

Cao Mao glanced behind her and said, "This is different from what we agreed. We have prepared the banknotes, but where is the young master... Chen Xunren?"

Luo Junyao smiled and said, "I'll kill it for you."

"..." The veins on Cao Mao's forehead couldn't help but beat, and his face darkened, "Is the young master trying to trick me on purpose?"

Luo Junyao didn't care. He strolled to a nearby stone and sat down before saying, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. You won't let me go in vain, right?"

Cao Mao looked at the innocent and taken-for-granted look on his face and almost wanted to kick him into the puddle behind him.

He asked himself that he had seen a lot of things in the Cao family, but he had never seen such a person who took being unreasonable as a matter of course.

As if it was his fault that he was not allowed to get one hundred thousand taels of silver in vain!

"Sir, you still have to be honest and trustworthy," Cao Mao said coldly.

Luo Junyao said: "But now that I have taken advantage of your shortcomings, shouldn't you listen to me? If you take advantage of my shortcomings, I will naturally have no choice but to give you the person you want unconditionally."

"..." I don't even know who you are, so how can I take advantage of you?

Cao Mao said in a deep voice: "Being dishonest is not the way to do business."

Luo Jun opened the folding fan in his hand, revealing the intricate and exquisite patterns on the fan.

The fan covered her face, revealing only a pair of smiling eyes, "But...if you all died here, wouldn't no one know about my betrayal?"

Cao Mao and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and both looked warily at the three people opposite.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Want to do something evil? I'm afraid it's not that easy!"

Luo Junyao didn't take it seriously, "It's not that difficult. You are not from the Cao family. Are you from the Fang family?"

Cao and Mao were shocked again. They knew nothing about this young man, but this young man seemed to know all about them.

The middle-aged man held the handle of the knife and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am from the Fang family in Yingzhou. I wonder where the eldest son of our family offended the young master and made him treat him so cruelly?"

Luo Junyao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "It seems... because he is richer than me, right? Didn't the head of the Fang family teach him that he shouldn't reveal his wealth when he is away from home?"

The middle-aged man was obviously very angry and growled, "Seeking death!" He unsheathed the long knife in his hand and struck at Luo Junyao.

Luo Jun didn't even try to avoid it, and even had the nerve to raise his head and grab a peach blossom on his head.

The figure beside her flashed, and a tall figure had already stopped in front of her.

The middle-aged man's long sword was blocked by a long sword that had not been unsheathed. The next moment the sword light flashed, and the middle-aged man only felt a sharp pain in the wrist holding the sword, and then there was the sound of the long sword being sheathed.

Cao Mao looked at the middle-aged man covering his wrist in shock. Blood kept flowing out from between his fingers. It was obvious that the sword did not just scratch a little skin.

He is a pure scholar. Although he has seen many scenes of murder and bloodshed, this...

"Who are you?!" Cao Mao said hoarsely.

Luo Junyao was actually very curious. This was the first time she saw Ye Feng take action.

This skill seems to be more agile than Duplicate Shadow and Strike Shadow.

The middle-aged man covered his wrist and took several steps back before standing still. He looked at Luo Junyao and the others with eyes full of anger and hatred.

"Someone is coming!"

There was a burst of messy and rapid footsteps in the woods, and a dozen figures jumped out of the woods.

These people were all dressed in gray cloth and holding weapons. They surrounded a few people by the cold pool. They were obviously coming with bad intentions.

Luo Jun closed the folding fan in his hand, slapped his palm and smiled at Cao Mao: "Look, I just said you were ambushing someone, right? You broke the contract first, you can't blame me. Hand over the money honestly,

I'll let you go. Otherwise..."

Cao Mao's heart sank even more when he saw that these dozen people did not put the other party on guard.

"What else?"

Luo Junyao said: "Otherwise, although I really don't want to pollute this pool of water, but... it is not good to kill people in Shangyong after all, so I can only wrong you."

"..."

Cao Mao gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want, Your Excellency? My Cao family is not a nameless person in Dasheng. If we make a big fuss, everyone's face will look bad!"

Luo Junyao said: "I've said it all, just give me the money and you can go."

Cao Mao said: "Where is Chen Xun?"

Luo Junyao said casually: "I was in a bad mood yesterday and accidentally killed him."

"..." Do you think I will believe it?

Luo Junyao said: "What can you do except believe in me?"
To be continued...