At the same time, Ye Zheng came back from the restaurant next door, holding shopkeeper Hu in his hand and giving it to De Xin.
Shen Lie stood by the table, which was half packed with luggage. He held another letter in his hand. The paper was quite thick, at least ten pieces.
Shen Lie lowered his head and looked slowly, his eyes cold.
Ye Zheng felt inexplicably that the air was extremely heavy and indescribably oppressive.
He turned around and saw that besides Wu Shaoning, there was also Chang Zhicheng, whom he hadn't seen for a while, standing in the room.
Shen Lie looked up at this moment and saw Ye Zheng walking over: "Master, it belongs to Miss A Li."
When Shen Lie saw this letter, he knew that she must have gotten up very early.
He put down the unread letter in his hand and opened the envelope handed over by Ye Zheng. Inside was a piece of exquisite floral paper with her elegant words written on it: "The horse leaps over the plains, the road ahead is clear and refreshing."
His stern eyes darkened, and the tight corners of his lips finally relaxed and softened.
Ye Zheng looked at the letter that Shen Lie had put down just now, and at a glance he saw the names of several masters and young masters of the Guo family written in ink on the letter, which were still written by Du Xuan.
Ye Zheng frowned, turned to Chang Zhicheng, who had just arrived, and asked with his eyes.
However, Chang Zhicheng was born in Tanzhou and had no tacit understanding with Ye Zheng and other dark people, so he could not understand what Ye Zheng wanted to ask.
The two of them exchanged glances for a long time, and Shen Lie had put away the flower note properly and picked up the letter again.
After reading it, Shen Lie put the letter back into the envelope and continued to pack his luggage. He asked, "Did Shopkeeper Hu tell me when Ah Li left?"
"It was half an hour ago, very early." Ye Zheng said.
Shen Lie's eyes suddenly touched the gift from the old man on the table, and he remembered that he had not discussed it with her in detail.
This trip to Baiguang Township did take a long time. If he didn't want to completely settle the boundary for her, he would not want to leave.
How could he be willing to leave her? The funeral palace outside the city was just a distance away, and he thought about it day and night, let alone going so far away.
Shen Lie thought for a while and looked at Wu Shaoning: "How is your recovery from your injury?"
Wu Shaoning said: "Master, I've been fine for a long time. I've been idle for a long time."
"I have something that requires you to go to Xizhou Mansion immediately," Shen Lie said. "You should set off immediately and go to Xizhou Mansion to find a fireworks shop called Qianhexiang."
Wu Shaoning became more energetic: "Okay! What happens after we find it?"
Shen Lie looked sideways at the pen and paper on the desk, walked over to pick up the pen, and after thinking for a moment, he took out a piece of paper from under the ink jade paperweight, dipped it in the still fresh ink, and wrote on the paper.
There are three cards in total, and the last one is the bank's silver withdrawal.
Now everyone is watching the end of Li Qian's situation, like a ship rocking in a dangerous sea. The local chambers of commerce and banks on this ship will definitely have some financial resources to retain. But the identity of Zhiye has been managed so well that it has long been silent. Infiltrate into the entire Li Qian, and even half of the world's chambers of commerce. Businessmen may rebel against the imperial court, but they will never go against the wealthy men who have brought them huge benefits.
Even the imperial court may not be able to withdraw the deposits. With Shen Lie's name, the banker will find a way to collect it even if the inventory is insufficient.
After the ink on the paper dried, Shen Lie handed it to Wu Shaoning: "Go now, time is short."
Wu Shaoning answered: "Yes!"
Ye Zheng watched Wu Shaoning leave. He thought that what Shen Lie wrote would be related to the Guo family in the letter.
"Master," Ye Zheng couldn't hold back, "Then what does that letter say?"
Shen Lie returned to the table and said, "My grandfather is seriously ill and wants to see me."
"Ah, old lady!"
Shen Lie's face was calm, but the movements in his hands paused.
Ye Zheng looked at him and whispered: "Well, young master, do you want to go?"
Shen Lie said nothing and raised his eyelids to look at him silently.
Ye Zheng frowned: "I think Zuilu didn't know that Guo Yunzhe was still alive, and they didn't expect that Shen Shuangcheng said so much..."
Therefore, my grandfather, who was originally kind, kind, and highly respected, continued to pretend before the mask of hypocrisy fell off.
Shen Lie lowered his head and put the last few clothes into the baggage. Ye Zheng didn't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see great sadness and sorrow in Shen Lie's lowered black eyes.
Ye Zheng pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything more.
The army was outside the city, and Shen Lie did not take Ye Zheng with him, leaving him in the city to take care of the soldiers injured during the siege of the funeral palace.
Chang Zhicheng was also left behind, and he had just traveled across mountains and rivers to come here. Shen Lie didn't need him to continue bumping around.
Taking several other guards and dark men with him, Shen Lie left the Dengqian teahouse on horseback.
Yan Jun came with a total of fifteen battalions this time. Cheng Jieshi had divided into two teams overnight and went with Shen Lie to Baiguang Township. A total of ten battalions were left, leaving five large battalions to garrison in Hejing. Chang Zhicheng and Xin promoted Several lieutenants jointly led it.
Before noon, Shen Lie led his troops onto the official road. A Yanjun soldier returned to the teahouse in front of the lamp to inform the army of their departure.
Sect Master Gu, who was sitting at the door of Jinxing Restaurant and waving a cattail leaf fan, happily watched the soldiers dismount. Seeing that he was in a good mood, shopkeeper Hu came over to chat with him and was curious to find out if there were really gods on Mount Ye.
While chatting, there was a lot of movement upstairs.
Sect Leader Gu and Shopkeeper Hu looked up and saw Mu Tingyu walking in front, while Yang Guanxian was being helped down from the upstairs by a waiter and a soldier, carrying him on his left and right sides.
Shopkeeper Hu hurried over: "Why are you downstairs?"
In the past few days since Yang Guanxian was injured, he has been eating better. He has not lost any weight, and his complexion has become more and more rosy.
Mu Tingyu said: "He wants to take revenge."
Sect Master Gu stood up from the bamboo stool and said, "The one in the backyard?"
Mu Tingyu said: "Yes."
Elder Sect Master Gu said enthusiastically: "There are still a few more strings in the miscellaneous room and woodshed, do you want to shout them out too?"
The old man followed them, slowly walked down with his hands behind his back, and said: "He only knows Quanjiu Dimension, and there is no need for those people."
Shopkeeper Hu saw this and said, "I'll make arrangements right away!"
Quan Jiuwei has been locked in a cellar alone for the past few days. Although he is not wanted to die, his life is very bad.
When Shopkeeper Hu led several waiters down, Quan Jiuwei specifically looked at the angle of the sunlight falling from the cellar entrance. It was not yet time for him to drink water or eat.
He looked at the approaching men warily, wondering how they were going to deal with him.
Two tall guys grabbed him and pulled him out, who was skinny and hungry.
The sunlight outside was so bright that Quan Jiuwei squinted for a while before slowly opening his eyes.
Upon entering, he saw a row of people sitting in front of him, with Yang Guanxian and Sect Master Gu in the middle.
The old man sat on the left hand side of Sect Master Gu, and Mu Tingyu sat on the right hand side of Yang Guanxian.
Except for Yang Guanxian, who has a rosewood wine rocking recliner, the other three have standard torreya wood and copper flat armchairs.
Seeing Yang Guanxian, Quan Jiuwei's brows furrowed tightly.
He thought that Yang Guanxian was dead.
The knife he used that night was not just a stab, but after it went in, he also twisted the handle of the knife and drilled him a few times.
In this way, Yang Guanxian will not die?!
"Quan Jiuwei, you thief! How dare you look at me like that!" Yang Guanxian shouted, "Manager Leng!"
Manager Leng raised his hand, rolled up his wide sleeves on his arms, and waited for Yang Guanxian's order.
Yang Guanxian said: "Help me whip him!"
"Pa!" Manager Leng slapped Quan Jiuwei in the face with a big slap.
Quan Jiuwei covered his face and got up, looking at Yang Guanxian fiercely.
After being imprisoned in the cellar for so many days, the fierce light in his eyes did not improve at all, but became sharper.
Yang Guanxian said coldly: "Quan Jiuwei, why did you stab me?"
Quan Jiuwei remained motionless, always looking at him with ferocious eyes.
His eyes had a lot of whites, and the three white eyes that glared upward made his pupils appear to be only small circles.
"Say!" Yang Guanxian said.
Quan Jiuwei remained silent. Elder Gu, who was waving his fan, suddenly said: "It's because of Yang Changshan, right?"
Quan Jiuwei was stunned and looked towards Old Sect Leader Gu.
Yang Guanxian also looked over in surprise.
Old Sect Master Gu said with a smile: "Quan Jiuwei, Chong Menhui has run away, and your followers are now locked up in the backyard of this restaurant."
Quan Jiuwei was stunned: "My foster father ran away?"
"Ran."
Old Sect Master Gu asked back: "Do you think he can stop running away when he sees us?"
Quan Jiuwei looked at Old Sect Leader Gu, and then at the old man sitting next to him who had no facial expression at all.
Yes, these two are not ordinary people, especially this old man from Liling. After learning his identity, who in the world will not feel awe when they see him?
