After the two people died, the Zhang family fell into silence, and no one came out to check.
It seems that the Zhang family's guards are in a team of two.
Song Huiyue climbed up from the grass and walked towards Yinxiao, who appeared and gathered under the porch.
Yin Xiao turned to look at the way he came and whispered: "Madam, the prince's people are here."
Song Huiyue turned around and saw four people with You Song, who appeared on the road as if they wanted to let Song Huiyue see clearly. They lurked like poisonous snakes, ready to clear the way for Song Huiyue at any time.
Song Huiyue whispered to Yin Xiao: "Let's go."
Yin Xiao jumped over the wall and hid in the flowers and trees that were half a person tall. He saw that the servant guarding the door had spread out the bedding in the room and was lying on his back, sleeping soundly.
A guard came out carrying a lantern, looked around, and walked to the base of the wall to urinate.
Under the firelight, Yin Xiao recognized that this man had been to the Song family.
The people who went there that day all wore the same clothes and were about the same height and shortness, but he would never mistake anyone he saw.
Putting down the lantern, he reached out to unbuckle his belt, pulled down his pants and hung them under his buttocks. Just as he was about to take out the lifeblood, he suddenly felt a chill around his neck, and the blood covered the lantern.
Yin Xiao covered his mouth and dragged him to the flowers and trees, picked up the lantern and blew it out, opened the door latch, and let Song Huiyue in.
You Song led the people to follow him, and saw that the two masters and servants cooperated tacitly, and Yin Xiao's actions never failed. As if he were in a no-man's land, he became more and more curious about Yin Xiao's origins.
Is he a dead soldier or a killer?
After smoothly getting rid of the two small miscellaneous fish that suddenly appeared, he watched Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao go deeper and crouch in front of a wing room with the lights still on.
The window edge showed that someone was studying at the desk. It looked like it was a study room.
Song Huiyue touched the door and knocked twice.
No one in the room even raised their heads: "The door is not bolted. If you want to come in, just come in. Knock on it. I already knew you wanted to see it."
Song Huiyue opened the door with a "squeak", and Yin Xiao quickly walked in. It was like a gust of wind. The eyes of the evil young man in front of the table were dazzled, the lights flashed twice, and the person was already in front of him.
"Hurry..." He cursed and raised his head, then his pupils shrank and he opened his mouth to shout for help.
A sharp knife was pressed against his stomach.
The cry retracted into his stomach, and his legs became weak without being able to stop him. His body slid down from the stool, and his whole body collapsed into a ball, half kneeling and half lying on the ground.
"Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life, the money...the money is in the bag..."
Yin Xiao didn't move at all, it was a fierce stone statue.
Song Huiyue bolted the door, walked in, and squatted down in an approachable manner: "Where is Zhang Xutang?"
"In the study! He usually studies in the study at night - just to show off! If he's not in the study, then he's in the painting hall at the back. He's sick and needs to rest, so he's probably in the painting hall! It's none of my business.
It was Er Ye who dragged the man to death with his horse! If you want revenge, go find him!"
"So your second master has done so many evil things, how can I get out of the painting hall?"
"It's just past the waterside pavilion! I told you, hero - no, girl, please spare my life!"
Only then did he notice that instead of two good men in front of him, there was actually a young lady.
Song Huiyue smiled, blew out the lights on the table, turned around and left.
Yin Xiao raised the knife and killed the evil young man. He threw the body on the ground casually, locked the door, and followed Song Huiyue to the painting hall.
You Song cleared away the passing guards, carrying a bloody long knife, and tidied up the aftermath.
At the same time, he felt a little strange: "Zhang Xutang is a famous yamen in Kyoto, and he is deeply loved by Concubine Zhang. How come there are only so few people in the family?"
"Be careful," he whispered to the helpers who came with him, "don't let Zhang Yamen catch a turtle in the jar."
The four helpers nodded when they heard this, became more cautious, and headed towards the waterside pavilion together.
A mountain is built through a pond, with bamboos and trees growing thickly. The lake is like a mirror, shimmering with starlight. There is a wind pavilion and a water pavilion in the lake. On the water pavilion is a plaque with the name "Golden crape myrtle".
Under the plaque stood two young men, their tattooed legs still exposed in the cold weather. They wished they could tell the world that they were Zhang Xutang's "flower-legged horses."
The two of them had their heads together and were talking about evil things in evil words, with smoke coming out of their mouths as they chatted.
"That girl is so beautiful and energetic."
"Chaste and fierce woman, it's too fierce and I can't bear it, so let it go."
"Forget it? I have a way. One person can do it with twenty-five taels. Do you want to do it?"
"You speak first, and I'll listen."
"Pay fifty taels of silver and ask his father to dedicate him to the second master. As long as he comes to this house, who knows who it will be dedicated to. The second master will not care about such a trivial matter. It turns out that the two different people in Kyoto
Is this how they all came about?”
"Those two hanged themselves and caused a disturbance, so let's forget it."
"Don't worry about this. Enjoy it first. We will leave in a few days. No matter what happens after his death."
Zhang Xutang himself is full of black water, and the people around him are even lower level, and they are all stinking ditches.
After the two of them finished speaking, they started eating and drinking as if they had chewed up Zhang Xutang.
No one noticed the black shadow emerging behind them.
Yin Xiao stretched out one hand and grabbed the bun of one of them, while holding a knife with the other hand, he wiped his neck.
At the same time, a silver pill flashed past like a meteor, hitting another evil young man.
The two fell down together.
Yinwan's power was not enough, causing him to faint. Yinxiao immediately stepped forward and stabbed him, stabbing him to the core.
Push these two people into the pond, and the road to the painting hall will no longer be blocked.
The painting hall is located at the end of the mansion. Thanks to the moisture of the lake, the plants and trees are thriving even in the cold weather, and it is mainly for guests.
Moss is like oil, covering the cracks in the bluestone slabs, and the tree crown is like an umbrella canopy, covering most of the painting hall.
The entire painting hall is extremely cold and quiet, as if it is a cold palace in this bustling city.
Yin Xiao stopped when he was about twenty steps away from the painting hall and blocked Song Huiyue.
There is the smell of pig iron in the wind, which is the iron smell of knives. The smell of a knife alone is very weak, but when the knives are put together, the smell is enough for Yin Xiao to distinguish.
This smell, like the smell of blood, had filled his body for a long time.
Yin Xiao whispered: "There are many people inside."
It turns out that the entire Zhang family is not really dead, but Zhang Xutang is particularly afraid of death and knows that the plan failed. Song Huiyue must hate him deeply.
After a short period of getting along, he discovered that Song Huiyue had her own rules for doing things, and he couldn't guess what her next step would be.
Therefore, he mobilized all the people to his side and surrounded the painting hall to protect him alone.
As for the other characters in this house, their surname is not Zhang, so what does it have to do with him.
You Song followed up with his people. Seeing Yin Xiao stop, he waved to the person behind him: "Boy, go take a look."
The second child emerged from among the four, with a slender figure. He took off the knife and handed it to You Song. Then he took a breath and climbed up the tree gently and skillfully.
He was like a mandrill, without any weight, and not a single branch swayed.
Silently, he climbed to the top of the tree, peeked into the painting hall for a moment, and then slipped down by climbing over the eaves and walls.
"Eighteen of them are guarding outside, and there are others inside the house, so we can't see clearly."