Qing Shisan walked out of the shadows, with a faint cloud of smoke behind him.
"Your Majesty, there is something happening with that person today."
"Talk about it."
Now that there is no raven in the sky, Ye Weiyang is also in an almost paralyzed state. Qing Shisan no longer has to take a step to speak in the Red Prince's Mansion. He walks straight to Zheng Xiu, smokes a cigarette and smiles: "A deaf man today,
The blind man and the lame man entered the city, went to the blind man Chen Wei's bone-touching stall, and secretly slipped him a letter."
"What's written in it?"
Qing Shisan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Your Majesty, this is going to put you in a difficult position."
"Same. What happened next?"
"Later, the lame man, the blind man, and the deaf man left separately. The blind man and the deaf man were begging on the street and were sent away by the officers and soldiers. They went to Dali Temple to stay overnight. The lame man secretly met a woman."
"Um?"
Zheng Xiu snorted softly, waiting for the next step.
Qing Shisan pretended to sigh and said: "Perhaps I am disappointed, I did not see the 'blonde bed-warming compatriots from the Western Regions, young and fair-skinned maids' that he called, ahem, a pair."
After saying that, he blinked hard.
"Be serious... These days are different from the past. You are now the prince's man."
Zheng Xiu glared at Qingpi.
Qingpi's face became solemn, he thought it made sense, and straightened his back a little, and continued: "The prince taught you the lesson. Later I hid in the corner and listened secretly, and the lame man called the woman...'Kong'."
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The dead memory suddenly attacked Zheng Xiu. This word made Zheng Xiu frown: "Chu Susu?"
"Oh? Do you know the prince?"
"It's a bit of a fate."
Zheng Xiu didn't explain much.
He gradually remembered his experience in Shuzhou.
When I see Chu Susu now, she may not recognize him.
By the way, many people in Zheng's house, including Qing Shisan, more or less guessed that Zheng E and Zheng Shan were both disguised by Zheng Xiu, but Zheng Xiu did not confirm this openly. They all pretended not to know.
The same goes for celebrating the 13th.
Maybe the prince has some other hobbies, such as pretending to be a child and playing with the maids at home.
In addition to Qing Shisan, other members of the Zheng family also noticed that something was wrong. The young master had not been seen for a long time since the master fell ill. The second mother would occasionally laugh at Pingping's crazy talk about wanting to be the master's nanny.
The words made Pingping look shy, and she could not help but imagine the bizarre scene of becoming a master and nanny. She turned red with embarrassment and wanted to crawl into the crack.
In short, no one else dares to ask more questions about Zheng Xiu now, and everyone understands it tacitly.
It's not a bad thing anyway.
If the "young master" appeared, they might be able to be more relaxed.
Back to business.
The news that Qing Shisan came to convey ended here. Zheng Xiu did not give any further instructions. Qing Shisan asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, that blind man Chen Wei seems to be testing the Prince. Does the Prince intend to meet him or not?
Is it simply...ga?" As he said that, Qing Shisan wiped his neck with a smile, and made a vivid "ga" sound from his grin.
It just means straight up.
"No need for the moment."
Zheng Xiu thought for a while and shook his head.
Qing Shisan looked calm and nodded.
But he understood instantly in his heart, secretly thinking that the prince was indeed interested in the "pair of young, fair-skinned maids from the blond bed-warming compatriots from the Western Regions".
After Qing Shisan retreated, Xi'er arrived at Chiwang's Mansion happily after a while.
"The tailor Xi'er has met the prince."
Xi'er gave a sweet cry, her eyes were moist, her mouth was curved and her eyebrows were pointed, looking very happy. She first saluted Prince Zheng, and then looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.
Zheng Xiu asked: "What are you looking for?"
Xi'er lowered her head and lowered the curtain: "I heard that senior Zheng Shan is back."
Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat: "Who did you listen to?"
"Brother Thirteen accidentally let the news slip." Xi'er smiled gently with her cheeks flying: "Last time about Shuzhou, Xi'er didn't have time to apologize and say thank you to Senior Zheng Shan."
Zheng Xiu recalled it.
The apology refers to the fact that she was on the opposite side as Yue Yan. The thank you refers to the fact that Zheng Shan's attacks deliberately avoided Yue Yan, allowing Yue Yan to return to the capital safely and alive.
Xi'er didn't see the clue? Zheng Xiu secretly complained in his heart. This girl looked smart, but she was very nervous. This Qing Shisan was also talkative, and it was definitely intentional and careless.
Zheng Xiu coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Shan..." No, Zheng Xiu thought about his seniority. Since Xi'er didn't notice, Zheng Xiu didn't want to explain more, so he said: "My uncle Shenlong
You have seen the beginning but not the end, and now you are not here.”
"Oh." The disappointment on Xi'er's pretty face could not be concealed, but she soon regained her composure, remembered the business, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you summoning Xi'er this time for the matter you ordered not long ago?"
"Reply to the prince." After receiving a positive reply, Xi'er began to count on her fingers: "Since the mysterious disappearance of the night master, Ye Weiyang has become a mess. Xi'er has contacted one by one these days, and after learning the new
After Ye Weiyang's return to the prince's command, they had mixed reactions."
"Sit down and talk."
Zheng Xiu pointed to the side seat and motioned to Xi'er to sit down without being formal.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
It is impossible to be restrained, but the meaning on the face is still necessary. As soon as the prince said that he would give me a seat, Xi'er slumped down on the chair with a soft butt.
At this time, Yin Qingqing was wearing a light blue skirt and served two cups of tea with an expressionless face.
"Huh?" Xi'er glanced at Yin Qingqing and wondered. She didn't live in the prince's house on weekdays, so she didn't know when there was a strange maid in the house. But Xi'er didn't ask any more questions.
I saw Xi'er's five fingers spread out, her middle finger bent into the palm, invisible colorless threads shot out from her sleeves, the tea lid was lifted out of thin air, and hung in the air. She took a sip of the hot tea, moistened her throat, and secretly used her peripheral vision to
He glanced at Yin Qingqing.
Yin Qingqing lowered her head and showed no reaction to Xi'er's hand.
He was an insider. Xi'er drank tea and secretly confirmed this. Seeing that the prince had no intention of letting Yin Qingqing back down, after thinking about it for a while, he continued:
"In these years, December has been contacted by the Night Lord personally through ravens. Now all the ravens in the world are dead, and Ye Weiyang's old tribe is scattered everywhere. Except for the old tribe in the north, the other three old tribes in the east, west and south are happy for a while.
It’s also difficult for me to get in touch with him.”
Of course Zheng Xiu deliberately let Yin Qingqing be present to listen.
Yin Qingqing is his now, and she is also the bridge of communication between him and the emperor. Not long ago, the emperor sent "jade chopsticks" to urge Zheng Xiu to do things. Now Zheng Xiu is dealing with Ye Weiyang's mess with great care, and he has to
Let these achievements "accidentally" reach the emperor's ears.
Well, that's how a prince should be.
Zheng Xiu drank tea calmly, praising himself in his heart.
"As for December of old..."
Xi'er's role as an "undercover" these years was not for nothing. She started counting with her fingers: "On winding one, I asked many people. My sister who has been sitting in the 'wall water' position for ten years told me that she also started to count.
She has never seen Shang Xian Yi, it is almost a legend, and she even doubts whether this person exists."
"Shangxian 2, it is said that before Shangxian 3 entered Ye Weiyang, he was the number one master in Ye Weiyang. Ever since Lord Fengbei entered Ye Weiyang, he has seldom been on duty, and is no different from retreating."
"Shangxian Sanfengbei, I live in the prince's house, needless to say." Xi'er squinted her eyes and smiled.
"Shang Xian Si, 'Shadow Opera' Jun Buxiao, he had a grudge with Master Fengbei in Shuzhou not long ago. Now he has returned to the imperial city and is singing in the opera troupe. Since the death of the raven, he seems to have not returned to Ye Weiyang.
Intend."
"Shangxianwu, the 'living dead' Situ Yong, took the path of a 'healer'. Although he received Ye Weiyang's salary, Xi'er heard that in the first month of becoming a Shangxianwu, he gave the raven to...
"Xi'er made a "one-size-fits-all" action with lingering fear, and said fearfully: "Have an autopsy. It is said that he is a weirdo who only treats difficult and complicated diseases and does not attend work."
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he couldn't help but frown: "Situ Yong is actually Ye Weiyang's person?"
Xi'er chuckled: "To be honest, Situ Yong didn't give Ye Master much face. He only showed his name, but he never did anything about Ye Weiyang. However, in Ye Weiyang, if anyone was injured in the past, Situ Yong did not hesitate.
If we take action to treat him, we can barely count him as half of Ye Weiyang's old team."
"As for Shangxian Lu," Xi'er said with a hint of worry in her eyes: "He is half of Xi'er's master. It was he who led me in when Xi'er went into the night."
"How is this person?"
"He is cheerful and willing to help others. He is a rare good person." After Xi'er sent a "good person card" to Shangxian Lu, she said worriedly: "But he disappeared later."
"About half a year ago, not long after Feng Bei, Zheng Shan and I went south to look for cannibal paintings, there were rumors from the north that barbarians were harassing the border. There... seemed to be something wrong among them. The Night Lord gave the order, and he went there.
So far there is no news, and we don’t know whether he is alive or dead.”
It's the Night Lord's order again.
Zheng Xiu always felt that Zhu was making arrangements everywhere, and when he heard this, he felt a little anxious for no reason.
"The above are the 'First Quarter Moon' in Ye Weiyang's old tribe. Every one of the 'First Quarter Moon' has at least the strength of 'Little Heavenly Position'."
The heavenly position and the star position are evaluated based on the combat unit "Shenwu Soldier". Zheng Xiu has always scorned this strength evaluation. The magician's skills cannot be measured by the common sense of "strength or weakness", just use his own
For example, now that he is going all out and hammering "Shang Xian Si", Jun Buxiao can easily do it. He can't deliberately go to the military camp to judge his status, can he?
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu didn't pay attention to what Xi'er said about "what the hell kind of heavenly position". He nodded and motioned for Xi'er to continue.
"As for the waning moon in the past, waning one, waning two, waning three, and waning five, they were usually the most diligent. They almost traveled all over the country, and it was difficult to contact them for a while. The only thing Xi'er knew was 'xiao 4'
, "Gu Qiutang" is known as the 'Unmoving Sword'. His swordsmanship is superb and his martial arts is amazing. It is quite miraculous." Xi'er didn't know that Zheng Xiu had fought with Gu Qiutang earlier, and after a brief explanation of Gu Qiutang's origins,
,sidewalk:
"In Shuzhou, Gu Qiutang had a grudge with Mr. Fengbei and is now living in seclusion in a valley thirty miles away. I sent someone to deliver a letter to him, but the messenger said that after reading the letter, Gu Qiutang refused to return to Ye Weiyang and decided to
Concentrate on meditating on the art of swordsmanship and never come out of seclusion."
"Except for December, the twenty-eight constellations have always been contacted by the night master through a single line. Except for a few familiar to Xi'er, the rest are scattered in the east, west, north and south. If you want to regroup... With all due respect, it is better to let Thirteen
I’ll find some good guys at home to take over.”
What she meant was that there were many "constellations", not as good as assassins from the Brotherhood.
"Xi'er also learned that there are many former night guards in the imperial city who now have no jobs. Therefore, they are looking sad. Some are performing on the streets, some are doing odd jobs in restaurants, and some are returning to their hometowns to work in the countryside. People are feeling a little distracted."
Xi'er spent more than a month inquiring about Ye Weiyang's current situation, and now she told Zheng Xiu all about it. Zheng Xiu made up the "rough and bumpy" situation of Ye Weiyang in his mind, and couldn't help but sigh, this is
The disadvantages of "single-line communication" are that Zhu doesn't seem to trust anyone. He has always used "Raven" to issue orders and remotely control this huge organization. Once the "Raven Raider" dies, Ye Weiyang collapses in an instant.
It collapsed much faster than Zheng Xiu imagined.
When Zheng Xiu killed the crow farmer, he didn't expect to kill Ye Weiyang directly.
All that's left is a huge mess.
This is really a bit...hard to describe.
Although Zheng Xiu felt that the name "Red King" was dispensable, during this period, before Zheng Xiu took action, the emperor did give Zheng a lot of benefits in advance. Coupled with the dispute with Zhu, Zheng Xiu
Now that we have decided to take over this mess, maybe after this mess is put into action, the Zheng family's status in Daqian will rise to an unprecedented level.
"You inform all the old troops who are willing to follow the new master to gather at the East Campus before sunrise in ten days."
Before sunrise?
Late at night?
Xi'er felt that this time was strange, but she didn't ask any more questions and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, Your Majesty."
Thinking again and again, Zheng Xiu pondered Xi'er's words, and suddenly he remembered that Xi'er seemed to have missed something.
"By the way, where is Xia Xian Lu?"
Zheng Xiu stayed in the painting for a hundred years, like an old man, forgetting about the fact that he killed two Xiaxian Lu in a short period of time.
Hearing this, Xi'er showed a strange expression: "Today's Xia Xian Lu is not very useful."
"who?"
"The prince must have seen the fight before. At the reunion banquet, he must have seen that little boy who spoke freely. He was a 'literary' and always copied books."
"Oh," Zheng Xiu remembered, always vomiting, the one who was beaten. So Zheng Xiu nodded and agreed: "That's true."
"Should we call him after ten days?"
Xi'er asked hesitantly.
"...Call me, it's always good to have one more person who can resist being beaten."
"Okay, Your Majesty."
Xi'er's heart calls out to the wisdom of the prince.
Come on, Zheng Xiu will let Xi'er have dinner at his house tonight.
Xi'er looked around, but still couldn't see Senior Zheng Shan, so she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
There are many people in Prince Chi's Mansion, and the kitchen in the back cooks a large pot of food. But the only people eating in the main hall are Zheng Erniang, Feng Bei, and the four personal maids, family members who were familiar with Zheng Xiu in the past.
Qing Shisan and other brothers, as well as the other maids in the mansion, started cooking separately.
After Yin Qingqing served the food, she silently returned to her room to eat alone.
At the dinner table, Xi'er stared dumbfounded at an orange cat, sitting on the table with a swagger. In front of it was a pot of steamed green onion fish. The orange cat grabbed a pair of jade chopsticks with its paws, picked up the fish nimbly, and put it into its mouth.
It makes a popping sound.
Xi'er looked at the cat's human-like posture, its mouth wide open and unable to close it for a long time.
The most outrageous thing is that the words "imperial gift" are engraved on the pair of jade chopsticks.
These fucking chopsticks were given by the emperor!
She quickly recognized that it was the "soul-inducing lamp" that Feng Bei had adopted before.
No, it’s different from her fat boy!
This guy knows how to use chopsticks!
At the dinner table, Xi'er boldly asked how the prince taught the orange cat to use chopsticks.
Zheng Xiu said it lightly: "Just throw the chopsticks to it."
So Easy?
Xi'er nodded secretly and decided to go back and try.
After dinner, Xi'er excused herself, saying she wanted to go home and practice Gan Qiu.
Seeing such a motivated subordinate, the prince felt happy and added Xi'er's monthly payment on the spot.
When Xi'er heard about the extra money, she became more motivated to do things. She patted her bulging chest and promised that she would do her best in ten days to build good relationships and invite Ye Weiyang's old subordinates to the East Campus.
Sometimes the existence of an "undercover" identity is not entirely a bad thing.
Especially the undercover agent who almost jumped on the stage and made both parties aware of it.
At this time, the undercover agent is no longer an undercover agent, but should be called a "middleman".
For example, Yin Qingqing is the middleman between the Great Emperor and the Red King.
Xi'er was the middleman between the Zheng family and Ye Weiyang during the Yan period.
With the busy work of the middleman, Xi'er was responsible for the matchmaking, and almost all of Ye Weiyang's old troops agreed to assemble at the East Campus ten days later before the rooster crows.
But in the middle of the journey, Xi'er sent back news that one of the people in December who could be contacted so far was in trouble and was unwilling to return.
He tore off the secret letter and threw it into a brazier and burned it to ashes. Zheng Xiu recalled the contents of the secret letter.
"Gu Qiutang, right? This person doesn't give me a bad feeling."
Zheng Xiu was lying on the Taishi chair with his hands folded. The golden vines on the table were full of green. The little orange cat jumped on the table and played with the greenery curiously.