In fact, Zhang Qingbo didn't do anything. He had already secretly contacted people in the Gyeonggi area through his connections, and planned to ask him to come forward to negotiate with the flying thief. It would be best to let the plague god leave directly. This case is basically considered a case.
It's time to make a business trip.
That's right, after so many days of tossing, Zhang Qingbo has given up hope in the formal methods of the yamen, and can only rely on other methods to deal with it. Of course, this matter cannot be leaked, otherwise it will be a lot of fun.
The dignified official of the imperial court, the boss of Shuntian Mansion, can't deal with a mere flying thief, and has to ask for help from people in the world. This is simply trampling the face of the imperial court into the mud. If the government and the public find out, dismissal will be frivolous.
Maybe I will have to go to the border in the future.
Therefore, Zhang Qingbo neither dared to contact Li Yanbei nor Du Tongxuan...
However, Zhang Qingbo knew in his heart that Emperor Zhu Qizhen must know about this matter, and the cabinet and the Sixth Ministry might also get the news.
But people in other officialdoms should not know, especially those who are officials...
When he came to Shuntian Mansion, he once again felt the feeling of being isolated, but Feng Zhou showed no reaction at all. He could only turn a blind eye to the cold violence from the upper and lower officials of Shuntian Mansion, and did not bother to ask them to help.
He has his own intelligence network and has already locked onto the target, so he doesn't need the so-called help from Shuntian Mansion at all.
Wang Hu and Sun Liu had been sending him a lot of news lately, all about the flying thief.
This is a mysterious master of martial arts who suddenly appeared in the capital. He has repeatedly committed major crimes but has no connection with the Gyeonggi martial arts. He is obviously a very cautious person.
However, according to the intelligence, his Qinggong is not that outstanding. Obviously, it is impossible for Chu Liuxiang to get involved.
But at least he is on the same level as Sikong Zhaixing, the king of king thieves.
But so what?
Feng Zhou felt that it was too easy to deal with such a lone traveler.
Brilliant in Qinggong?
Outstanding skills?
Quite clever?
hehe……
After sitting on the bench for a day in the Shuntian government office, he was alone after leaving the office. He directly ordered Feng Ping to go to the Xiangyun Tea House in Dongcheng, and then sat on the third floor for several hours.
"Sir, aren't we going back home today?"
Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker and darker, Feng Ping finally couldn't resist the sleepiness in his body and boldly stepped forward to inquire.
"Didn't I tell you, let's spend the night here today!"
Glancing at Feng Ping lightly, Feng Zhou spoke calmly and slowly.
"But the conditions here are not good..."
Feng Ping paused and said with a wry smile: "Not a good place to rest!"
"At this time last year, I slept in the bridge hole under the square bridge. This place is already a hundred times better than here! Feng Ping, I remember that you came from an ordinary background, why can't you endure this little hardship?"
He did not wait for Feng Ping to answer, waved his hand and said: "If you are sleepy, just go to sleep. I will sit down for a while and then go to rest!"
After being scolded by his teenage elder, Feng Ping did not dare to say anything anymore, so he had no choice but to respond to Nuonuo. In addition, sleepiness came over him like a tide, and he could no longer hold on after holding on for a stick of incense.
He apologized to Feng Zhou and casually leaned back on the lounge chair outside, and fell asleep completely within a few breaths.
Feng Zhou didn't take it seriously and casually flipped through the miscellaneous notes in his hand under the bright light, but his magical power was slightly functioning, sensing everything he wanted to know.
Seeing that it was midnight, Feng Zhou suddenly smiled, put down his miscellaneous notes, walked to the window, opened the window, and felt a cool night breeze blowing in, which lifted his spirits.
Feng Zhou laughed lightly, and the next moment he jumped up, and his body disappeared in an instant.
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"Hey, what about Li Yanbei, what about Du Tongxuan, what about Baiyunguan, I heard that there are many good players in the capital, but they are just like this. I want to fight with the uncle, and I have been young for twenty years!"
Ye Yun was wearing a tight-fitting night clothes, which almost blended into the dark night around him. He was carrying a big baggage behind him. The shape of the bag might have weighed a lot, but he was as light as a swallow as he walked on the tall roof, one step at a time.
It was only a few feet away without making any sound, which shows how brilliant his light skills are.
I am afraid that only top masters like Mu Taoren, Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, and Sikong Zhaixing can do this kind of clever method.
"Today's harvest is good. Sure enough, the wealth of those families seems to be getting richer and richer!"
He was proud of himself, thinking about tonight's harvest, and couldn't help showing a trace of complacency on his face: "It's a pity that there are so few things that can be taken away, otherwise the wealth in those darkrooms would be enough for this hero to have food and clothing for the rest of his life.
What a pity!"
He muttered in his mouth, but his movements were not slow at all. The wild wind roared around him, and the tall and gorgeous roofs of the buildings were quickly left behind, so that the breeze in the dark night was inconspicuous.
"You are too ignorant. There are many experts in the capital, but no one pays attention to you. If you really want to take action, you will not survive the next day!"
Suddenly, a joking voice came from the dark night ahead.
"Who, who are you?"
Ye Yun was startled, but his body movements were not disturbed at all. He suddenly leaped forward, flying through the air like a big bird. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten feet and landed steadily on the black tiles of a big house. His face was full of vigilance.
Look around.
"My light-weight skills are pretty good. It's indeed on the same level as Sikong Zhaixing. I just don't know how good my skills are at hand."
At this moment, a strong figure flew out from the dark night sky like a big bird. It was more elegant and elegant than Ye Yun, and landed lightly on the other end of the roof where Ye Yun was, and said sarcastically.
"Who are you? Please tell me your name!"
Ye Yun's face was full of vigilance, his heart was beating repeatedly, and a feeling of extreme danger surged up. He didn't know when he had held several darts in his other hand, and he flicked it while speaking.
Ye Yun's Qinggong and hidden weapon skills are extremely high and profound. When a dart is thrown, there is almost no wind and it can hit the opponent's vitals as fast as lightning.
There are really not many masters in the world who can evade his hidden weapons.
A few years later, he will be subdued by the Southeast Prince and Ye Gucheng, and then he will sneak under Du Tongxuan to do a big thing.
But no one knew his true identity before or after the incident.
At this time, several darts merged into the dark night, heading straight for the opponent's vital points from the top, middle and bottom.
"You really don't overestimate your capabilities, and you dare to use this little trick to show your shame!"
The strong figure that suddenly appeared just smiled softly, stretched out his finger and clicked in the air a few times. Suddenly, several muffled bangs were heard, and then there was the tinkling sound of darts falling on the tiles, without exception.
All were missing.
Just a little volley in the air, and he defused his hidden weapon!
Such skill!
The best player in the world!
I'm afraid I'm not inferior to Ye Gucheng and Mu Taoist!
Ye Yun's heart was awe-inspiring, and his face became very solemn. Just when he was about to speak, the residents in the house below him were alarmed, and someone suddenly shouted: "Who is it!"
Along with this shout, the dogs in the yard suddenly started barking.
"Woof woof woof..."
This barking suddenly attracted dozens of guard dogs in the surrounding area, and the barking continued one after another.
No, it alarmed the surroundings!
Ye Yun's expression changed.
You know, for this period of time, whether it is Shuntian Mansion or the Five City Army and Horses Division, the strings in their minds have been very tight. If these people are alarmed, it will definitely be difficult for them to escape.
Thinking of this, Ye Yun immediately stood up and flew towards the city wall like lightning. At the same time, he also deliberately threw away the master who suddenly appeared.