Chapter 4 The bead has no intention of causing red eyes

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

Chapter 4 The bead has no intention of causing red eyes

When he returned to the house and meditated on what he had just done, he became more and more confused. He tossed and turned beside the bed, unable to fall asleep. He looked up at the colorful pomegranate pattern on the ceiling, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

Someone wanted his life, no doubt about it.

His special identity is not a secret, and he will definitely be the best on his return trip. But now that he is guilty of killing the emperor and treason, the Que family will definitely arrest him at the border and use his life to pay tribute to the emperor, instead of such an assassination.

There must be something fishy about this unnecessary move and the name of it.

The situation is in a jeopardy, and everyone is focused on Wen Yu's life. If he really dies because of his guilt, everyone will be happy. If he is safe and sound, he will be a thorn in the side of the imperial clan.

Wen Yu couldn't help but think about the "three gentlemen's accusation of guilt", and increasingly felt that there were traces to follow. Mr. Meng who was eager for revenge, Mr. De who borrowed a knife to kill...and Mr. Kong who was wronged.

Then who wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife? Why didn't Que Zhun issue a special order to arrest him?

Guan Tong was lying on the couch in front of the window. Hearing the sound of him turning over repeatedly, he asked: "Are you suffering from insomnia again? Do you want to soak some lavender?"

Wen Yu looked up and shook his head, "It's okay, no need."

"Don't worry, Zheng Mao has already ordered people to step up patrols. Once the punishment reaches a moderate level, and your uncle is really here, everything will be fine."

"Uncle..." He hissed and sneered.

When his mother was deposed in Beigong, it was his uncle Hu Yanyan who sent a secret message to force his mother to commit numerous crimes and hang herself from a rafter. She also submitted a memorial all night and went to the northern foothills pass in northern Hebei to guard the border. Even his life and death were in doubt.

regardless of.

My mother committed suicide and my uncle moved away, but there had to be a living person to shoulder the numerous old debts. He was that living person.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, with a hint of sadness, "You can't help yourself on both sides, how can you expect to be safe? Come to think of it, he can't count on it. Now powerful enemies are around, and the perpetrator tonight is unknown."

Guan Tong immediately stood up, twisted his neck and asked, "Isn't it Que? Who else besides Que would be afraid of you coming here?"

Wen Yu said: "I am a felon appointed by the Que family. All arrest tickets, arrest warrants and sea arrest approval documents have to go through the Que family. In this case, he rushed 800 miles to inform the guards of Yumen Pass to arrest me.

,Why is it an assassination?”

He wiped his lips and said, "If this is the case, then the assassination must be suspicious."

He firmly agreed with the idea, "Someone wants to borrow a knife to kill someone."

These words made Tong doubtful, so he turned over and crawled, "Then who is he? What good can he gain by stirring up trouble and killing you by changing your name?" As he spoke, his eyebrows gradually frowned.

Wen Yu's breathing was stagnant, but he was even more awake than during the day. The Que family was the most powerful, and Qin's power was at a disadvantage. He could not judge what benefits the assassin could get.

But he now clearly understands that the reason why the Que family did not send the special order to Yumen Pass must have something to do with Ti Zhen. The Anyang Shi family's secret whistle knife gang is famous far and wide, and only she can do it.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, illuminating the room as misty as a dream, Ti Zhen... Judging from today's change, I'm afraid even she came here with intention.

Wen Yu had a long dream, which was full of terrible scenes like a revolving door. He dreamed that Hu Yanzan was poisoned to death because of the fight for the position of Concubine Chu, with black and purple lips, and he died with eyes closed; he also dreamed that his mother hanged herself, her body

Like the branches of willows hanging in the sky; he also dreamed that his little sister Rui'er died of fever in the claustrophobic palace. At that time, he held her in his arms and patted the door, but no one responded. This was the first time he identified a person.

Life just disappeared in his arms...

He was frightened and uneasy in his dream, and resisted waking up. In his confusion, he was always looking for a solid and warm place, wanting to fall into it and not care about the world.

A spring rain swept across the house overnight, the sound of rain pattered outside, and the silence lingered. The dripping water from the eaves irrigated the marble floor, causing snow-white water splashes to appear.

In the morning, Zheng Mao came to say hello as usual and gave him a few words of advice to stay out less. After Guan Tong brought breakfast from the kitchen, they shared it at the same table and then went to do their own things.

In fact, he had nothing to do, just reading a book. Guan Tong liked fortune-telling, but his calculations were not accurate every time. He didn't want him to be frustrated, so he squatted at the door every day and threw copper coins to play, such as painting and playing chess.

, playing music, and no one to accompany you to entertain, it is far worse than having a book and a cup of tea.

Wen Yu swallowed the tea. It was Lushan Yunwu Tea. It had a mellow and sweet taste, and the soup was clear and bright. He put down the cup and was about to turn a page of the book. There was the sound of rain boots scratching the ground outside, gradually approaching.

The visitor was dressed in plain clothes and had a tall build. After careful identification, he vaguely remembered that he was the thug beside Ti Zhen.

Cao You bowed to him and said, "Young Master Jin An, this servant is here to deliver you the inventory and account books on the order of my master." He forced a smile and said, "The assassin who assassinated you last night burned down the house and destroyed a lot of Yilin Fairy Hall.

Pavilions, pavilions, and rare tree species, so do you think...do I have to pay compensation according to the price?"

Wen Yu looked up at him with a kind look on his face and said, "This is natural." Then he called Guan Tong to come in and get the money.

Guan Tong turned over the account, and felt a little thump in his heart, "Ten taels of gold..." Suddenly his eyes turned. Since Rouran returned to the customs, Zheng Mao had been working hard, and it was not a loss to knock him off, "Usual expenses

It was all funded by Uncle Zheng, so I went to him to ask for ten taels of gold, which I will send to the owner of the post house later."

"Ten taels of gold?" Cao Er said to him with a smile on his face, holding his arms in his arms, "Look at it again, but you saw it wrong?"

Guan Tong was stunned in surprise. He picked up the account book and checked it carefully. His eyes almost popped out in shock, "Ten, one hundred thousand taels of gold?!" He immediately became furious, "Are you crazy? The lion opened his mouth! That's it.

Even if we sell them all, we may not be able to get one hundred thousand taels of gold!"

Cao Er coughed loudly, "My master said that she needs a personal attendant. Look..."

One has a gap, and the other fills the gap. It is obviously intentional to send people.

Wen Yu knew what Ti Zhen meant. Just as he was about to get up and follow Cao You, Guan Tong became reluctant, "I'll go." He turned around and said, "I'll go with you."

Cao Er raised his lips and smiled, "Master said, you can count ten cents in one day, and your young master can count one hundred thousand gold in one day."

So if he pays back the money this way, Guan Tong will have to live in Yilin Immortal Hall on credit for ten lifetimes. But if Wen Yu is allowed to go alone, he really can't rest assured.

Wen Yu opened and closed his steps, and Guan Tong followed suit. Before he reached the door, Cao Er turned around and grabbed him. "My master also said that if you go with me, you won't get anything."

Seeing that Guan Tong was red from holding back his breath, Wen Yu stretched out his hand to comfort him, "There must be one left here to help." He pointed to Zheng Mao's direction.

In this case, Guan Tong had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going with him.

Outside the window of Hengwuyuan is the vast misty South Lake. Ti Zhensu likes to be open to the light, so the bedroom is surrounded by windows on three sides. The clear water of the lake is rippling, and everything is quiet. The breeze blows in the eaves in the drizzle, and the gauze curtain floats.

The bell bell under the dripping water rang loudly.

Ti Zhen flicked his palm and sat on the couch in the east wing. He had not yet combed his hair since he had gotten up late, so he was shielded by the screen.

Wenxiu brought Liangji in through the side door. He first said goodbye to Ti Zhen through the curtain, and then waited for the summons before he could go inside and obey.

Ti Zhen asked him to sit down and talk, "Did you succeed?"

Liangji took out two red gold imperial tokens from his arms and asked Wenxiu to hand them to her, "Don't worry, young lady, people will be robbed in the Hexi Corridor. This is the Imperial City Secretary's order to Yumen Pass and Yangtze River."

I’ll leave you a voucher for the special order.”

She weighed it slowly, and it was actually very different from what she had planned yesterday. The Que family's special order was robbed, and no one could force the two customs to send troops to encircle and suppress it. However, the Que family's purpose was already clear. No matter who killed Prince Duanhui by then,

, the Que family is the target of public criticism.

She rubbed her brows, propped up her elbows and leaned on the small case, "Last night, the 'Que family' assassinated people. You are strictly investigating the prisoners, but have you found out where their traces started?"

"Since the robbery order was issued seven days ago, Huo Fang has been tracking along the road. The first place he found his whereabouts was in Chang'an."

"Chang'an..." She glanced with a half-smile, "Can you please help me do something more and keep track of the news about Prince Duanhui's arrival at Yumen Pass? It will be a while before we can leave."

Liangji Xia Yao said, "You are so polite, I will definitely take care of this matter."

Ti Zhen ordered the people to put away the red gold order, turned his eyes and smiled, "Don't forget to say good things to your uncle, aunt, and sister Xianyu."

He chirped attentively, "As long as the girl is happy, our master will be fine. If you ask us anything, the Huo family will do our best."

Ti Zhen raised her lips silently, "You go do your work first."

The door creaked shut and the charcoal fire in the furnace was half extinguished.

Wenxiu added some new charcoal, set up a shelf and put some oranges to roast. When the fire started, the orange water was roasted sizzling, and soon the room was filled with the fragrance of oranges, as warm as warm spring.

Ti Zhen fiddled with the lines on the tea cup and tasted it calmly, "Huai'an needs to be more careful. It is a geomantic treasure land that specializes in making wishful thinking. It is scarier than Pingyang. Any disturbance will make him alert and return."

Wenxiu raised her head and said, "I understand."

There was a crisis brewing in the silence, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating the area except for the darkness at the foot of the lamp.

As soon as a gust of wind blew, Ti Zhen felt agitated and became clear. Just when he saw Wen Yuan pushing open the door and walking in, "Miss, Prince Duanhui is here."

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