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1312 Four old men

The lights in front of the gate of Yanyun Wei Mansion are dim. There are only eight iron brazier stands, at least ten steps apart from each other. Apart from this, there are only two large lanterns in front of the Wei Mansion.

Zhu Ziyan did not return home, nor did he return to Xiaohu Camp. After leaving Naijun Restaurant, he went directly to Yanyun Wei Mansion.

The person who had been sent by him a long time ago was waiting at the door. When he saw him coming, he stepped forward and said, "Sir, Captain Yang and I have made an agreement. Come this way!"

Zhu Ziyan followed him in from the side door, passed through a corridor, and soon arrived at the archives of Yanyunwei Mansion.

Zhu Ziyan came from Yanyunwei and was extremely familiar with finding the dates and numbers of records.

It was just that they left Beijing in a hurry and only focused on grabbing gold and silver treasures. Therefore, after hundreds of years of records since the establishment of the Yanyun Wei Mansion, they only brought back two boxes, and the rest were burned by themselves.

The two boxes were thrown in casually from the bookcase. While rummaging through the bookcase, Zhu Ziyan murmured in his heart that he must have the case files from that time, he must have them.

His fingers suddenly paused, and then he felt overjoyed and pulled out the files in one go.

"Go get a ruler." Zhu Ziyan said to his entourage.

He quickly flipped through the files behind the desk, used the measuring stick he had obtained to draw a new key with a rough outline on the papyrus paper, and then took out the bunch of keys from his arms. After comparing them, even his attendant's eyes lit up.

"It's the same, Master." said the follower.

Zhu Ziyan was very excited: "This key is so strange that anyone who sees it will remember it!"

He raised his head and looked at the candlelight on the standing ornament a few steps away, and narrowed his eyes: "Jilaifang, Jilaifang, that's great, I'll go to Jilaifang tomorrow."

The next morning, after working all night, I followed the five Jilaifangs with the same name to finally confirm which one Zhu Ziyan wanted. When Zhu Ziyan woke up, he immediately reported the news.

Zhu Ziyan deployed manpower near Najilaifang and then went to the palace.

His sedan was waiting outside the imperial city. He waited and waited. After all the officials came down to court, he opened the curtains and looked outside. Finally he saw Bao Chengle's figure. He stepped out of the sedan and walked over quickly.

Four old men stood at the entrance of Yujie Street. All four old men had their hands folded and their backs hunched, looking at them without blinking.

One of the old men spoke in Zhan Ning's voice: "Second Miss, you really know things like a god."

Xia Zhaoyi said: "It's not difficult to guess."

Watching Bao Chengle and Zhu Ziyan walking and chatting, getting farther and farther away, Gao Zhou said: "Second Miss, since they have contacted each other, I will make arrangements for Rong Wei that day."

Xia Zhaoyi said: "Be careful in everything."

"Um."

Gao Zhou was about to turn around when the voice of the woman from yesterday came from behind: "Hey, old men, what are you doing?"

The four old men heard this and turned around to look.

"I have work here, do you want to do it?"

The four old men said nothing, just put their hands in their sleeves and looked at her without saying a word.

The woman frowned, swallowed, and waved her hand: "If you don't do it, you are really a bunch of weirdos..."

After Gao Zhou left, Xia Zhaoyi, Zhan Ning and Shi Guoxin stood here for a while.

The weather is good today, and Zhan Ning has already begun to immerse himself in thinking about his old life in the future.

He said: "When the time comes, I will have a wife by my side and two grandsons running around, and my life will be content."

Shi Guoxin suddenly asked: "Second Miss, how many children do you want in the future?"

Xia Zhaoyi watched the last official leave and said, "I can't raise children well, so I don't want one."

Zhan Ning said "Yeah": "How could that be?"

Xia Zhaoyi actually answered this question very seriously: "When I like to be quiet, I can carve stones and wood in front of my room for a day. I don't like to be disturbed. When I like to be active, I go sightseeing in the mountains and rivers, and I want to travel all over the world.

Go. But as you saw, it is inconvenient for a little fat guy to keep following me, let alone a child."

If these words came from the mouth of an ordinary woman, Zhan Ning and Shi Guoxin would probably find them shocking.

Coming from her mouth, they thought about it seriously and nodded in agreement.

Zhan Ning said: "I miss that little guy a little bit."

Shi Guoxin said: "It must be a fat guy. He may have eaten it."

Xia Zhaoyi said: "Let's go."

She turned around and planned to go back to Shuangyan Palace on Fourth Street first.

It was when she looked back that her eyes suddenly froze, looking at a man hurriedly passing by not far away.

Zhan Ning and Shi Guoxin also took a look.

Zhan Ning said: "Second Miss, who is it?"

Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly and said, "I'm not sure if that's the case. If so..."

Her voice paused for a moment, then continued: "I'll go with you first. If I don't return to Shuangyan Que at the time of application, don't worry. I will definitely be at Jilaifang."

Zhan Ning and Shi Guoxin responded: "Yes, Miss Second."

The man who was targeted by Xia Zhaoyi was wearing ordinary street clothes that were almost indistinguishable from them. He walked quickly and had a clear goal.

Xia Zhaoyi followed him all the way, acting as he walked, like an old man whose house was on fire, rushing home quickly.

Even though she occasionally moved a little too much, no one looked at her twice. Even when she wiped her sweat, she looked exactly like an ordinary old man, without any trace of imitation.

After following all the way, the man finally stopped. When he stopped, he habitually looked back around.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't stop and passed by him with an anxious look on her face.

The man didn't even glance at her, an ordinary passerby.

After the man entered, the old man who had walked more than ten steps suddenly stopped, the anxious expression on her face disappeared, and her eyebrows became cold.

Xia Zhaoyi turned around and saw that the place where the man entered was called Kangshan Noodle House.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't go in immediately, but looked for a nearby tailor shop.

When she came out of the backyard of the tailor shop, she transformed into another old man, swinging the heavy money bag in her hand and strutting into the noodle shop.

Upstairs in the noodle shop, the door was suddenly pushed open and then closed with a bang.

The man who was writing a letter in the room saw him coming back and got up to pour water.

There are two people, one is dressed richly, like a rich gentleman. The person who just came back from outside is dressed like his entourage.

But the master personally poured and handed water to his entourage, and his behavior was very respectful.

"What's going on?" the master asked, speaking with a homeless Beiyuan accent.

"Meteor was killed by someone," the attendant gritted his teeth. "The person's technique was very neat. Judging from the direction of the wound, someone covered his mouth behind him and then wiped his throat with a dagger."

The master was surprised: "Liu Xing is the most skilled among us, that person can actually kill him in this way?"

The attendant looked at him, picked up the tea cup on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Where's Tao Mao?" the attendant asked, "can he be sent away?"

"Well," the master nodded, "he refused to leave, so he had to give him some medicine."

"That's fine," the attendant said with a deep breath, "With him gone, half of our mission is completed, but it's a pity..."

It's a pity that the imperial city is heavily guarded and they really have no way to enter.

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