The morning light breaks and the mountain rain begins to subside. The hazy skylight shines through the thin dragon clouds on the top of the mountain and falls on the mountain city. The rain-washed streets take on a new look. The moist and fresh air moistens the heart.
The young man with raindrops on his hair stood in front of the purple-painted gate of the unknown mansion, as motionless as a stone statue. Until the long street woke up, and early risers appeared on the mountain road in the distance.
The young man raised his tired and haggard face and pushed the door gently. The heavy door of the nameless mansion creaked with a muffled sound. Through the open crack of the door, the young man slipped in like a gust of wind.
As soon as I stepped into the mansion, the maid who always gave off a sense of discomfort had been waiting for a long time and was standing in the aisle respectfully holding a clean towel.
The young man frowned without concealing his brows. He did not feel the embarrassment he would have felt when someone discovered him when he went out alone. He just passed by the maid as if she was nothing.
The maid, who had always lowered her head humbly, raised her fox-like face after the young man passed by, and stared straight at the young man's vest with half-smiling painted eyes.
There was a high-pitched laughter behind him, and the young man was so stared at that he felt disgusted. He couldn't help but turn around and yelled: "Don't f*cking follow me!"
The fox-faced maid was sternly reprimanded, but she was not afraid to go further. As she walked, she handed the dry towel in her hand to the young man and said with a smile: "You self-righteous thing, don't put gold on your face. You are a young boy, I can like you."
What are you doing? If that guy Bai Chi hadn't asked me to send you to see him, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to your great-grandfather when he came."
The young man choked, but he was not as angry as before, but his tone still did not change, and he said coldly: "Is someone else in the house?"
"I just came back late last night, and I'm probably in the study now." The fox-faced maid saw that the boy had taken the towel in his hand, and that the mission of delivering the message had been accomplished, so she stopped staying. A burst of green smoke rose from the mask, and finally she got back into the fox mask.
in the eye socket.
With the clatter of the mask falling to the ground, the maid quickly regained consciousness. After looking around blankly, she immediately kneeled on the spot subconsciously and kept talking about how she was careless and fell asleep for a while.
The irritated young man stopped staying, turned around and walked straight towards the heights of the mansion.
There is a cave in the cave, and there are corridors and steps. The small space can be called a nine-winding corridor. At the end of the dim corridor where there is no sunshine all year round, the young man pondered for a while before solemnly opening the door.
The bright daylight hit us, and the doors on the cliff side of the study room were all opened wide, lighting up brightly, and the continuous mountain breeze flowed in, making the pages on the table rustle.
There was only one person in the empty room, leaning against the desk, with his back to the corridor, and it was unclear whether he was awake or not.
Bai Yehua walked into the house, and there was the smell of alcohol in the wind, which surprised him. In his impression, this man rarely showed signs of being drunk and lost his temper. He was always known for his composure and ridiculous behavior.
"Listen! Boy, the whole room is filled with the sound of books being turned. Even this gentle man knows that he needs to read more. Why don't you want to learn more words?" A man sighed in front of him.
The young man didn't want to pay much attention and just said boringly: "What's the matter?"
The sound of books turning was still there, but the head of the Bai family seemed to be asleep, leaning on the table without moving.
Seeing this, Bai Yehua turned around and prepared to leave. The man suddenly raised his body again and said in a low tone: "Did you squat in front of that scholar's room again last night?"
The young man was suddenly frightened, and his sleepy eyes were mostly awake. Hearing such a tone, he knew that the man in front of him had woken up. He did not dare to quibble, but the young man just did not admit it and stood silently at the door.
Bai Chi gently tapped the table with his knuckles, and said slowly as if he was reminiscing: "I told you the truth on the hiking trail when we entered the city. There are many beasts in the city who choose people to devour, including me.
It can be regarded as one of the few ferocious beasts, but if you want to commit murder openly, you, a mere descendant of the Bai family, are you thinking too highly of yourself?"
The man didn't care at all that he was being mocked as well, and turned back to look at the young man. The morning light was bright, and in the mountain breeze, Bai Chi looked at the young man with sharp eyes.
The young man who felt uncomfortable being stared at finally confided: "No matter how talented General Yu is, he is just a warrior. Since Sir is afraid of the scholar on the mountainside, then I only need to cut off General Yu's right-hand man, Sir in the city."
There will be far fewer threats."
Hearing this, the man laughed loudly for a while, then turned his eyes sharply and said coldly: "Innocent, if everything in this world is really like what you think, you can solve it all with just a knife. There are so many rules and regulations in the world.
Why do so many people put so much effort into it?”
The young man didn't know why, but he couldn't help pinching the scabbard on his back.
Bai Chi sighed, softened his tone, and said, "Not to mention anything else, since even you know the importance of that scholar's status, how could Yu Shuheng not realize that if you really dare to draw your sword today?
, I’m afraid the person who collects the body in the end is not the southwest prince, but me.”
The head of the Bai family spoke so seriously that even the young man couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.
Bai Yehua, who realized that his thoughts were too naive, could not admit his mistake for a moment, and his harsh words were unreasonable.
"Sir, before I went out, my elders told me that what I need now is a good sword, and asked me to play the role of a good sword, so I came, to the famous imperial capital of the Eastern Continent. But
Until now when I entered the city, my husband has never given me any instructions. I don’t understand.”
Bai Yehua finally expressed his confusion. In his mind, his idea was actually very simple. A good knife should always be unsheathed. Bai Jia was holding a knife specially made for killing people, but he never took action. In his opinion,
It's a waste of natural resources.
Bai Chi sneered, and this time he finally looked at the young man in front of him with the eyes of a junior, and explained: "You are also a swordsman, so let me ask you, when two parties are fighting, is there any reason to swing the sword at will?"
The young man was stunned and stated: "No, the line between life and death is even more so when swords cross. When swordsmen meet, it is still a matter of life and death with one sword. If you are not sure of killing with one blow, no matter how many wounds you have on your body, it will not help.
.”
After he finished speaking, he saw the man looking at him thoughtfully. The young man thought for a moment, suddenly realized and said to himself: "I understand, thank you sir for your advice."
The truth made sense, Bai Chi was in a good mood, and with the help of Jiu Jin, he clapped his hands and said: "The Xuezuo camp that I supported with one hand suffered heavy damage in Changjun, and I was quite depressed. Now that I think about it, it has been smooth sailing for a long time.
, it is rare to encounter some setbacks, but it is a good thing. At least it made me realize that when the forces on the mountain are fighting, the people below the mountain still cannot participate more."
The man seemed to have made up his mind and said seriously: "Indeed, as you said, a good knife needs more sharpening. Since your knife is thirsty, I will feed you some fresh blood."
The young man couldn't help but straighten his body, and the hand that clenched the scabbard unconsciously exerted force due to excitement.
Bai Chi casually pulled out a secret letter from his sleeve and flew towards the young man.
Bai Yehua took a closer look and saw most of the ins and outs with just a cursory glance. This was a secret letter sent to Changjun City, and the recipient was an unknown county guard.
Seeing the young man's frown, Bai Chi explained: "My Bai Chi lineage is the most powerful in the city and has been making waves for a long time. The Jade Party under the princes of the southwest is also rising. In addition to our two factions, there is also a group including hundreds of Dukes of Huai'an.
Although the remnants of the old party, including Li Wenshan, cannot cause much trouble, there are always people who are smart and make their own decisions, which will more or less disrupt my planned plan. Since some people are seeking death because of their own ideas, the Snow Camp under my command has been stained with blood for many years.
, I don’t mind adding one more thing.”
Bai Yehua looked through it for a long time, but couldn't find the sender's name.
The man simply said directly: "This secret letter was intercepted by spies from the Xuezou Camp who spent a lot of effort. The sender has some friendship with the Jin County Governor, so I can't see that I secretly instigated the young emperor to help the Jin and Lu families."
I wanted to get married, so I sent a letter to Governor Jin telling me to be more careful."
The young man rarely read articles, and he would get dizzy when he saw the fine print. He simply interrupted and said: "Sir, who is your target? Just tell me."
"Hurry!" the man scolded with a smile: "This man's status in the city is not low, and he is also a high-ranking figure among the loyal ministers who protect the country headed by Baili Wenshan. They all say that the Ministry of Households is like a vat of wine, and the Ministry of Rites is like a vat of wine.
In a clear pool of clear water, he Wenjiu is the largest red carp in the clear pool of the Ministry of Rites."
"Come and come Wen Shangshu, they all say that there is no delicacy in the imperial capital. There is not a hundred-year-old restaurant in Baidi City. What are you talking about? It has only been a few years since the capital was moved? Let me tell you, the braised pork buns at the foot of the mountain are the best.
It's delicious." Yu Shuheng, dressed in regular clothes, stood in front of the stall and warmly greeted the unhappy man behind him to come forward and try it.
The middle-aged man, who was also wearing inconspicuous regular clothes, couldn't resist his enthusiasm. He stepped forward to take a big steaming bun and took a bite. He was so amazed that he couldn't help but take another bite of the oily bun full of meat.
.
When Yu Shuheng saw the man's appetite, he didn't make fun of him. He just stood in front of the stall and ate together. One was a general who ruled the country, and the other was a minister of the Ministry of Rites. They just mingled with the bustling crowd in the morning market.
, I divided up ten meat buns on the roadside.
"How about it, Wen Shangshu, I'm not lying to you. I have to eat the meat buns from this restaurant too early, otherwise I won't have the energy for the whole day." Yu Shuheng clapped his hands and saw that the palms were stained with meat juice, so he simply
Pretending to be proud, he patted the middle-aged man on the back and wiped the oil and water off his hands.
All of this was seen by the man named Wen Shangshu, whose real identity was Wen Jiu, the minister of the Central Government. The man who obviously paid great attention to hygiene could only swallow his anger at this moment. Not to mention that this southwest prince was standing here harmlessly.
In fact, I don’t know how much blood of the ministers of the DPRK was stained behind it. The money for this steamed bun meal was paid for by Yu Shuheng. He has a short mouth, and even if the man feels more troubled, he has no choice but to swallow it in his stomach.
Wen Jiu clapped her hands briefly, nodded pretending to be calm and said, "Thank you, General, for the meat buns. Wen had a really good meal. If there was nothing else to do, he went home first."
I went out in plainclothes this morning, taking advantage of the fact that I didn't have a morning meeting today, to come to the morning market at the foot of the mountain to satisfy my cravings. If he hadn't accidentally bumped into Yu Shuheng, who was also here for food, he would probably go to the wonton shop he usually goes to.
Shop. Although there are no famous gourmet restaurants in Baidi City, it is commendable that there are many restaurants in Sifangzhou City, so everyone in the city can find the taste of hometown here. This is one of the few restaurants in this mountain city that can
Something comforting.
He Wen Jiu is from Jiangnan. He is used to the banquets in the city with big fish and meat. He will inevitably miss that bowl of light and delicious wontons. However, after tasting this steamed bun with large pieces of braised red meat today, Wen Jiu couldn't help but think.
Can we add another item to the breakfast selection in the future?
Seeing that the man was about to leave, Yu Shuheng did not stop him. He still stood in front of the bun stall, waved briefly, and watched the man merge into the crowd.
We met by chance this morning. It couldn't be called a coincidence. From the time when Minister Wen went out to when he turned to the foot of the mountain, people kept reporting the time and route. The fact that he happened to appear at the intersection of the morning market at the foot of the mountain was entirely an illusion constructed by Yu Shuheng.
The purpose of such a huge effort is not complicated at all. For General Yu, it is very simple. He simply wants to meet this scholar from the Ministry of Rites.
The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall saw that the tall man refused to leave after eating. He was still standing in front of the stall. He thought he was not full, until the man stretched out his hand and waved inexplicably, and soon there was one more person in the crowd.
, I don’t know when I stood behind the man.
Yu Shuheng said bluntly: "Go and bring a bun for Shi Ming. He probably hasn't had breakfast yet."
The attendant was stunned when he heard this and said hesitantly: "General, the crowd in the morning market is mixed. If there are spies from the snow camp..."
"Just go and go," General Yu interrupted directly: "I'm just waiting for someone here. As long as that person is here, the only person in Baidi City who can hurt me is one hand."
Having said this, the attendant quickly rushed to the mountainside with a paper bun, leaving the man standing alone.
The man who was a head taller in the crowd scanned the passers-by. He enjoyed seeing the people walking in a hurry and he could stand there like a rock. This made the waiting time become a kind of enjoyment, and the morning time became more enjoyable.
It flows silently among the crowd, and mixes with the flow of people and flows into the distance.
Yu Shuheng's eyes that were gradually becoming lazy suddenly became focused, because he saw an extra rock in the crowd on the long street, facing him across the crowd. He looked at the man, and the other person also looked sideways.
The man with a bamboo hat on his head had a dark face, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only his sharp eyes stood out among the crowd. Yu Shuheng looked at him, shaking his beard and smiling without hesitation. Seeing this, the other party did not make any unnecessary remarks.
His move was just a blink of an eye, and he disappeared into the crowd. Pedestrians were passing by in the morning market, and no one noticed this brief exchange of glances.
Seeing the man disappear, General Yu returned to his lazy look and stayed by the steamed stuffed bun stall, which made the boss nervous. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, if you are full, can you step aside for a moment?"
No, if you go to this place alone, my business will be ruined by you."
Yu Shuheng was not ashamed. He laughed twice, then pointed at the crowd and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's coming!"
Looking in the direction of the man's finger, he didn't see anyone at first sight, but soon the stall owner noticed a long-handled knife wrapped in leather standing upright in the crowd on the street, walking this way.
The knife invisibly split the crowd, and it walked straight towards this direction with a clear path in the mixed crowd. As it got closer and closer, a slim figure finally walked out of the crowd, wearing green clothes and a ponytail.
The girl finally stood in front of the stall holding a long-handled knife that was much taller than herself.
The girl, who was a head shorter than Yu Shuheng, looked up at him, opened her mouth for a long time, and didn't know what to say. Finally, she said a little discouraged: "I'm here."
Yu Shuheng nodded with satisfaction, asked the stall owner for another basket of meat buns, and said, "Come here, try the buns here, they taste amazing."
The girl nodded and slung the rather heavy-looking long-handled knife behind her back. In contrast, her petite body could easily carry the weight of the long-handled knife.
The two said nothing more, and the girl began to eat the buns with her head down. She had a good appetite and a full appetite. She almost ate the buns that had just come out of the cage one by one.
Yu Shuheng watched from the side and said slowly: "Before the Yuchai Assassin officially enters the city, you, as the leader, will take the lead to protect someone."
As soon as she heard that she was going to work, the girl stopped what she was doing and turned to look at the general.
"Just now, along the way, do you remember a man with a very civilized attitude? He has high cheekbones and a scar on his left finger." Yu Shuheng said deliberately.
The girl rolled her big eyes and thought about the people she had just seen. She quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and replied: "I remember, I wore brown clothes and climbed up the mountain through the second entrance before the morning market.
"
The man nodded happily, then his expression changed, and he gave a serious order: "His name is Wen Jiu, and he is a dragon from the Ministry of Rites. Protect him until I let you leave the city."
[First of all, I want to say sorry to all the readers. I was tired of work some time ago and it was really difficult to concentrate on it, which led to more days of interruption. I would like to thank the readers who are still supporting me for their love. I will work hard to keep updating myself in the future, not to mention
There will be a loss in quality. What is written in the book is the best work I want to present to everyone. Thank you]