Before Ye Buhui's eyebrows raised, Su Ziji laughed loudly and went out immediately. To be honest, this demeanor was much better than her depressive attitude from time to time. He sincerely hoped that she would return to her original state.
When the wild Taoist outside caught up with him, Su Ziji whispered: "Let's explore the road first."
The wild Taoist nodded.
Although they knew where Shang Youming lived, even if Shang Youming became an official, he still had a family. He had servants who were originally Jia soldiers, and he lived in the city. If it was not necessary, Su Ziji actually didn't want outsiders to know.
People are killed by themselves.
Although I wasn’t afraid, I didn’t put myself in any unnecessary trouble.
The two came out of the hotel and walked instead of taking a bus. After all, it was still early, and Su Ziji also wanted to take a look around the provincial capital.
There are many pedestrians on the road. The new dynasty is in full swing. Except for the capital, there is no curfew anywhere. Even late at night, you can walk in the city. At most, you will occasionally encounter patrolling government officials.
"It's just ahead, not far away." After walking around for half an hour, we finally arrived. This was because both of them walked briskly.
Su Ziji raised his head and glanced at the back door of the mansion across the street. This is the back door alley of many mansions. The streets are narrow, but in fact, smaller and messier alleys can be seen nearby. There are salesmen pushing carts passing by, shouting, and some
The stall has turned on the small lights, and the aroma of food is filling the air.
"Find a place to rest and wait." Su Ziji saw a small wine shop in the distance and said to the Taoist.
Wild Taoists usually drink, and Su Ziji is very happy to treat him. The two of them sit in the wine shop and order some wine and food, eating casually without asking any questions. They hear people nearby who are drunk after drinking and eating.
Got the gossip that Mr. Shang is about to die of illness.
Su Ziji sneered coldly and looked out the window. The back door of the Shang Mansion was open, and a servant was leaning against him lazily, talking.
"Although Shang Youming was a military general, he initially purged the house to maintain vigor in order to make a comeback. But now, with the master's serious illness, most of the spirit of the Shang house has been dissipated. Most of the female family members are competing for property and each other.
Be real."
"How can I take precautions?"
Su Ziji looked carefully and saw that this servant could still faintly see traces of being a soldier. He also looked tall and tall, but his belly was protruding and the skin on his face was loose, so he knew it.
"Sure enough, there are no elite soldiers in the world who can survive for ten years."
He is no longer an official and has no future. How can Shang Youming be able to strictly demand the people in the government?
Su Ziji has seen too many people without IQ in the past, talking about strict requirements and prohibitions. This is not something that falls out of thin air, but is the premise - power and future.
No one will mess with you if you have no rights and no future, let alone strict requirements and prohibitions.
Most of the government offices that have been relegated to the second line cannot do this, okay?
But that’s fine, there’s no need to kill anyone.
I stayed around until midnight, followed the wild Taoist who was hiding nearby, climbed in through the wall, and sneaked into Master Shang's courtyard.
The wild Taoist saw a maid standing guard outside the room. Although she looked a little older, she was still pretty, which meant that the quality of the selection was good. He gave Su Ziji a look of "look at me" and took out a small maid from his arms.
Make a long bamboo tube, poke through the window paper, put it in, and blow gently.
Su Ziji's eyes became a little strange. Could this be the smoke that the legendary flower picker had?
Unexpectedly, the wild Taoist is really a gangster.
When the wild Taoist heard some movement inside, he turned around to ask for credit from Su Ziji. However, he happened to see the expression on Su Ziji's face as he looked over. He started to beat up in his heart and thought to himself: "Why do you look at me like this?"
Me?"
Su Ziji then straightened his expression and signaled to continue.
Later, Taoist Men Yeye carefully opened it from the outside. It was all a trick, but it was so easy to use that Su Ziji found it more pleasing to the eye.
"Who?!"
The wild Taoist smoke only made the two night watch maids fall asleep in the outer room. There were bead curtains in the inner room and even bed curtains to block them. However, Master Shang, who was seriously ill, became alert at this time. He struggled to shout and asked, becoming the only one who was awake inside.
people.
It's just that the voice is weak and can't be heard outside the house.
When Su Ziji came in, he sniffed the antidote, listened and asked questions, and walked in with a sneer. The wild Taoist followed behind. As soon as the two came in, Master Shang's face changed drastically when he realized that something was wrong.
He struggled to get up and glared at the two uninvited guests: "You two little thieves, do you know where this is? I have an official position. If you steal into an official's house, are you not afraid of beheading?"
The wild Taoist hurriedly explained to Su Ziji: "Although I am an official, I still have a false position."
"You are really an official fan." Su Ziji couldn't help but sneered and said to the wild Taoist: "Go and watch outside. I will call you later."
The wild Taoist went out after realizing what he was interested in. Su Ziji walked over slowly and looked at the snacks and tea on the small table in front of the couch under the candle.
"Ginseng tea? It's better than nothing, right?" The wine at the stall was very poor, and the dishes were too fat and a bit greasy. Su Ziji looked like he hadn't used it yet, so he picked up the teapot, handed the empty cup, and took a sip.
"Ah, although the quality is not too high, the heat is not bad. Is this the background of officials and gentry? It seems that Mr. Shang is quite ambitious."
"Let me see, there are poems written on the paper on the table... Li Guang is getting older soon, how deep is Zishan's hatred for Cao Fu?"
"This is not good, this is not good. This is resentment towards the court. This is not a poem that a good minister should write."
"But the handwriting is not bad. It's rare. It's rare. Mr. Shang is really versatile in both civil and military arts!"
He spoke as if he had met an old friend by chance and had a taste of old wine again.
"You are not an ordinary person, who are you?" Mr. Shang stopped shouting at this time and said in a deep voice.
Su Ziji then looked carefully and saw that Shang Youming was tall and tall, with dark complexion. Although he was lying down, his sick skeleton was fragmented, and he still had the majesty of a sick tiger: "I, this year's Jieyuan."
"This year's Jieyuan?"
"Humph, since you are Jieyuan, why did you break into the government at night? Maybe the government school didn't teach you the rules..." In the middle of the sentence, Shang Youming suddenly became speechless and stared at one place - Su Ziji's hand.
I am playing with this piece of jade.
This jade is bright yellow with dragon patterns, making it even more gorgeous under the candlelight.
"Why, do you like this jade pendant?" Seeing that Shang Youming's face turned pale and his body even trembled slightly, Su Ziji deliberately took it off and waved it in front of him by the candlelight.
"Impossible...impossible..." Shang You shouted like a general. At this time, his teeth were chattering fiercely, making rattling noises, and his eyes were fixed on the dragon-patterned jade pendant.
At first, he was pretending to be calm and wanted to deal with the "thief" to delay, but now he was trembling as if struck by thunder. He stared at the jade pendant in shock, then looked at Su Ziji, staring at it, shaking his head: "No