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Chapter 018 In Action

Chapter 018 In Action()

When Xia Xun returned to Yang's house, there was already a lot of traffic in front of Yang's house, and there were a lot of guests. Some of them were Qingzhou gentry or classmates from the government school. After getting the news, they prepared gifts and came to visit.

Seeing him, he invited him to a banquet and served him wine to calm his shock. There were also many top and second shopkeepers from the Yang family's shop and workshop. They were all worried about the situation of their boss and rushed over to find out what was going on.

Xia Xun felt a little dizzy when he saw so many new faces. He couldn't even recognize the familiar faces for a while. Fortunately, there were many people. He didn't have to deal with them one by one. Each of these friends couldn't say a few words.

, In addition, Young Master Yang had just been assassinated, and no one thought it was strange whether his expression, words or deeds were a bit unfamiliar and unnatural despite being frightened.

After finally dealing with all the guests, Xia Xun was exhausted. At night, Manager Xiao changed his residence again. The four nursing homes narrowed the security circle and only took care of the small courtyard where he was. The male and female servants in the mansion

Everyone prepared clappers, iron basins, wooden sticks, steel forks and other weapons for calling for help or fighting. It took more than an hour of noisy work to arrange the arrangements so that the young master could rest.

It was dawn, and the soft light shone through the window into the room. Xia Xun opened his eyes and was about to sit up. He was startled when he saw something strange in the room. He was about to jump up, but then he remembered that he had changed his residence again, and then he relaxed.

The body lay back on the pillow: "It's really not easy to be like Yang Wenxuan, occupy his body, and inherit his property..."

Xia Xun smiled bitterly and sighed: "The gangrene attached to the bone has been eliminated, but the threat from the Jin Yiwei has not stopped. Although the current tense situation was caused by himself, there is no guarantee that the real assassin is not waiting for an opportunity in secret.

There are still many people to deal with, and life is in danger at any time. Every step is dangerous and full of murderous intent!"

In fact, since the day he signed the petition and agreed to serve for Jin Yiwei, he has never been relaxed. General Feng Qi and the others are obviously doing a shameful thing. Although they promise themselves a lot, they are just trying to kill the donkey.

He could only pretend to be stupid and be careful about his every move. In front of Jin Yiwei, his words and deeds should be consistent with the appearance of a country boy who has no education and little knowledge. In front of other people, he should be consistent with the appearance of the Qingzhou Zhusheng.

, the appearance of Yang Xu, a wealthy gentry, and his double disguise made him feel like he was facing an abyss and walking on ice.

But he was very happy with it.

He was meditating, thinking about how to build momentum to achieve his goal. He wandered under the cliff carvings for a long time before heading down the main road down the mountain. When he got closer, he saw a group of tourists descending from the mountain.

The group of people, both men and women, old and young, were walking down the mountain talking and laughing. Judging from the splendid scene, they should be officials and officials visiting the mountain. The two people in front of them were one wearing a bright red monk's robe and wearing a ring scar.

The bald head shines brightly in the sun. He is a monk. The other is a monk with long sleeves, a silk ribbon tied around his waist, and a net scarf on his head. He is about sixty years old and energetic. Judging from his graceful demeanor and majestic behavior, he must be

An official.

Feng Xihui thought to himself: "That monk should be from the Dayun Temple at the foot of the mountain. Since he is wearing a bright red cassock, he should be the head monk if not the abbot. With such a distinguished status, he personally accompanies the guest on the mountain tour. In Qingzhou, we only have the prefect and the magistrate.

There are only a few adults who have this qualification. I recognize all these adults, but the official in the official uniform with big sleeves is very unfamiliar. Who is he?"

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