The moon is above the laurel shoots, and the garden is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
To the north of Xihua Gate in Bianliang City, in an elegant house planted with many sweet-scented osmanthus trees, Ye Qinglian's figure falls gracefully.
She quickly glanced around, making sure that no domestic slaves or guard dogs were disturbed by her. She raised her feet high and stepped lightly, like a crane foraging on the sandbank, and walked step by step towards the core of the yard.
Walking towards the building, every twenty or so steps, he would use trees and rockeries to hide for a while. Then he would carefully observe the surrounding environment and continue to sneak quietly.
The mansion near Xihua Gate in Bianliang City has always been the favorite of dignitaries. Surrounded by a large number of high-walled compounds that often cover an area of more than 20 acres, the house that Ye Qinglian sneaked into looked very strange from the outside.
Eye-catching.
However, after walking into the courtyard, Ye Qinglian discovered that the furnishings inside were extremely luxurious. In addition to the osmanthus, there were also a large number of exotic flowers and stones.
Each piece of exotic stone basically has the characteristics of the Suzhou and Hangzhou areas in the south, and weighs more than 5,000 kilograms. The consumption during transportation to Bianliang would probably not be less than 1,000 kilograms.
With a courtyard of four to five acres and hundreds of exotic stones, how rich must the owner of the courtyard be to dare to spend money like this?
But this house is neither a prince's palace nor a prince's palace. From the outside, there are only two simple words on the plaque on the front door, Jilu!
"Unless you have a deep hatred against the Zhao family like me. Otherwise, who is so rich that he has millions of dollars in wealth and still orders assassins to intercept and kill high-ranking officials of the fourth rank?" The further she walked towards the core of the courtyard, the more surprised Ye Qinglian became. She couldn't bear it.
I keep whispering in my heart.
As the saying goes, a son with a lot of money will not die in the market.
When she was a saint in the Red Lotus Sect, she saw that most of those who were incited to fight against the imperial court were poor people whose families had too much to eat. Officials and wealthy households joined the Red Lotus Sect for the purpose of making money.
The good thing is that they rarely go against the court sincerely.
Most of the poor people have nothing. Even if the rebellion fails, the price paid is death at most.
As for the wealthy households and officials, they still have food, wine, gold and silver to enjoy. If the rebellion fails, they will have to sacrifice others. So they dare not risk their lives easily!
When people are thinking about things, it is easy for them to wander off. Ye Qinglian had just sorted out in his mind the reason why a daughter of a daughter should not die in the market. Suddenly, a low roar came from the right side, followed closely by an evil figure half a man tall.
The dog jumped down from the Taihu stone, its sharp teeth flashing with cold light.
"Poof!" Ye Qinglian didn't even think about where the vicious dog came from. Her body reacted instinctively and quickly leaned back. At the same time, the Emei thorn in her right hand stabbed out, hitting the vicious dog's throat.
"Woo--" The evil dog let out a short mournful cry, fell from mid-air to the ground, and died with its eyes closed.
Looking at Ye Qinglian again, her legs suddenly exerted force, her waist folded back like a spring, and her whole body rose into the air. Immediately, the Emei thorn kept clicking on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and Taihu stone to gain strength, and her figure rose and fell like a crane, breathing "
"Fly" went out a full six feet away.
"Woof woof woof woof woof..." The other two vicious dogs failed in their sneak attack and stood next to the corpse of their accomplice, barking wildly.
"Damn it!" Ye Qinglian cursed in a low voice, anxious and angry, and quickly turned around and raised his left arm. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Three sleeve arrows shot out, suppressing the barking of the two vicious dogs forever.
Back in the throat.
"Xiaotian, change the sun, reach for the stars, what's wrong with you?!"
"Where did the robbers come from and dare to run wild in the hermitage?"
"If you don't want to die, just stand still, otherwise we will shoot you without mercy!"
…
The sound of people shouting followed, and in a dark wing not far away, seven or eight figures carried lanterns and raised weapons and rushed out quickly. But it was the servants of this mansion who were suddenly heard and stopped.
Awakened by the barking of dogs, the gang rushed out to catch the "robber thief" who had broken into the house!
"You're careless!" Ye Qinglian frowned, quickly squatted down, and hid herself behind a Taihu stone. Then, she adjusted her breathing and listened in all directions.
She heard the news of Han Qing's assassination and came here to provide him with covert protection. However, she did not expect that she found several very familiar secret signs not far from the crime scene.
Although those secret messages were not the same as the secret messages used by the core believers in the Red Lotus Sect to convey messages to each other, the style was very close. When she took a look, she knew that the prototypes of the two secret messages were probably written by the same person.
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Not wanting Han Qing to know that she had followed him, and not wanting Han Qing to accept her favor, Ye Qinglian simply searched for similar secret signs in and around the city.
The hard work paid off. After entering Bianliang City, she found the same secret sign in the corner near the Xihua Gate near the imperial city. Then, she followed the secret sign all the way to the building called Jiulu.
's house.
As the old saying goes, a great hermit hides in the city. The masters of these secret messages are obviously familiar with the essence of this saying. They actually set up their lair directly at the root of the imperial city, among the houses of a group of dignitaries! No wonder, the person responsible for the security of Gyeonggi Province
The Fourth Army and Kaifeng Mansion never discovered his existence!
"Xiao Tian, changing the sun, reaching for the stars, what's wrong with you?!"
"Don't run, we've all seen you. If you run again, you'll shoot!"
"Stop, squat down. If you dare to come to Jiulu to steal, you don't want to know who my master is!"
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The shouts and threats were approaching in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream, "Come, come quickly, Xiaotian, Sun Changing and Star Reaching have all been killed!"
"Not a thief, but an assassin!"
"Come here, catch the assassin, catch the assassin...!"
Ye Qinglian was so irritated by the shouting that she jumped out of the Taihu Stone and stabbed Emei as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, she stabbed the throats of two of the servants.
The arteries and trachea of the two servants were punctured at the same time, the blood was choked into the lungs, and they could no longer make any sound.
The other five servants were so frightened that their hair stood on end, they raised their weapons and hacked at Ye Qinglian mindlessly.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." It was too late to say it, but soon, the Emei thorn in Ye Qinglian's hand seemed to have come alive, catching up with the weapons of the servants one by one, lighting up a series of sparks.
Almost at the same time, her figure retreated, and then she lightly kicked her left leg on the Taihu stone. She quickly turned her body and flew back from the side like a white crane. She raised her hand and knocked the third and fourth servants off.
The throat was stabbed in half.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other three servants turned around and ran away. As they fled, they shouted a warning at the top of their lungs, "There are assassins coming, assassins... ah!"
Emei Ci quickly caught up from behind and stabbed the three servants one by one to the point of being heartbroken.
The lanterns in the hands of the servants fell to the ground, and the candles inside lit the bamboo lantern frame and the paper pasted on the surface of the lantern, illuminating the surrounding area.
Ye Qinglian frowned slightly, quickly raised his foot, and stamped out the lanterns one by one. Then, he turned around and quickly evacuated the scene along the original path.
Now that she has been discovered, there is no need for her to continue fighting with the other servants who came over. It is best to inform Han Qing of tonight's discovery as soon as possible.
After all, the latter is also the judge of Kaifeng Mansion and can mobilize a large number of government soldiers. As long as the hermitage is surrounded in time, it is not difficult to find out who its owner is and what the relationship is with the Red Lotus Sect.
She was very decisive, and her retreat speed was not unpleasant. However, before she could scale the courtyard wall again, a familiar voice chased her from behind, "Qing'er, is that you? Since
Now that we are here, why bother leaving in a hurry? Put down the crossbow, whoever dares to hurt Qing'er will be killed by me!"
