The somewhat dazzling sun finally set. Mu Tianqiu sorted out the documents in his hands and walked out.
In the yamen, he was dressed in official clothes and was serious about words. When he walked out of the gate, he changed into a green cloth. Although he still had a straight face, if you didn't look at the somewhat gloomy Nanya gate behind him, he would have
It was difficult to distinguish him from the passers-by in restaurants and tea shops based on his clothing.
He was not riding a horse or sitting in a sedan chair. He was accompanied by a personal guard. He just walked on the street with his hands behind his back, walking through the sparsely populated long street at the entrance of Nanyamen, and passing the few people at the intersection.
The chattering tea guests were surrounded by a steady stream of people.
Qian Ning smiled slightly and walked out of the tea shop at the corner of the street. With Mu Tianqiu's back on his back, he followed quietly. He had been waiting at this corner for more than half an hour.
At this moment, he wanted to see what Mu Tianqiu was doing so sneakily these days.
The figure in front of him was shaking, and Qian Ning was careful to keep a distance. He and Mu Tianqiu both worked their way up step by step from under Jin Yiwei. He couldn't guarantee that he would be better than Mu Tianqiu in this tracking skill.
I don’t want to get lost or be discovered by Mu Tianqiu.
The guard beside Mu Tianqiu seemed to be unambiguous. Although Qian Ning didn't know his details, he was almost discovered by the guard several times, which made him even more cautious.
After turning two streets, Mu Tianqiu walked in the direction of Zhengyangmen. Qian Ning was even more sure that Mu Tianqiu's house was not in this direction, and he would have gone to the wrong place if he wanted to go home.
That's it. Prince Dai's Mansion is not far from Zhengyang Gate! When he thought of this, the unpleasant feeling in his heart seemed to be aggravated.
After passing the gate of Prince Dai's Mansion, Mu Tianqiu continued to walk forward without stopping. Qian Ning was a little confused. Could it be that he had made a mistake?
Seeing a wall in the distance, Mu Tianqiu walked over calmly, and then stopped for a moment by the gate of the house. Soon, a man walked out of the gate, and the two exchanged a few words.
What, then, the man led Mu Tianqiu in.
Compared with the empty Nanya Street, it was much livelier here. There were shops, houses, and even a busker performing tricks on the street. Qian Ning pretended to be an idle guy and strolled over.
, before we even arrived, the large black and gold characters on the door came to our attention: Huitong Pavilion.
Is this the Ministry of Rites? What is he doing here? Qian Ning became confused.
He stretched his neck and looked inside, but there was no door open. He hesitated and walked in.
There were almost no people along the way, but occasionally a few people saw him, glanced at him casually, and went about their own business, as if they didn't even care that he was in the hall.
Or people coming in from outside.
There seemed to be human voices coming from the small courtyard not far away. He walked over quietly, and a voice that seemed a little familiar came from inside: "You people are so useless, there are so many big men..."
Just hearing this, he suddenly stiffened. He could no longer hear the words that followed clearly. A dagger was gently placed beside his neck at some point. He could even feel it.
The cold air from the sword blade caused a circle of goosebumps to appear on his neck.
He turned his head slowly, slowly, fearing that he would cause misunderstanding because of his too big movements. When he turned around, the goosebumps on his skin were not only on his neck. Almost instantly, he felt all over his body.
It's all goosebumps.
What kind of face is this? It's a lifeless face, like a dead person. And on that face, there are some dull eyes, looking at him without emotion, as if looking at an inanimate thing.
Qian Ning is a martial artist. When faced with a life-and-death situation, a martial artist's intuition is more accurate and sharper than that of other people. He has no doubt that as long as he makes the slightest move, the owner of this dagger will cut him off without hesitation.
neck.
Mu Ran's eyes became a little confused. Apparently, the owner of the dagger clearly saw his face when he turned around.
"Turn around and walk in slowly!"
What a nice voice! Unfortunately, Qian Ning didn't have the time to wonder why this dead-faced woman had such a voice at the moment. He followed the instructions, slowly moved his steps, and walked towards the yard in front.
"It's really troublesome to tell them what I said!" Qian Wubing waved his hand and said to Zhu Yunniang. In front of him, Grisha and several Li people were sitting or standing.
He was looking at him intently.
"Grisha understands, just tell him yourself!" Zhu Yunniang pouted slightly, looking unhappy. Although Grisha has blamed her for this matter, you Qian Wubing is the one who is responsible for it.
Are these Li people's comfort envoys good? It seems that it is my fault that one of my own people has been bullied.
"Okay, tell me, what are you going to do about this matter?" Qian Wubing nodded and asked Grisha.
"Kill them?" Grisha blinked and looked at him tentatively.
Qian Wubing frowned. This girl was so angry. It seemed that Yun Niang would not be able to stay with her any longer in the future.
"No way?" Grisha saw his look and was slightly disappointed, "Then cut off the hands of the drunkard who bullied me and drive everyone else back to their places!"
"You think that I am the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and I will throw out the envoys of this country as soon as I say... Huh?"
Two people came in from outside, interrupting Qian Wubing's continued words. Mu Siniang put a dagger in her hand on the neck of a man who was smiling bitterly, and walked towards them.
Qian Wubing waved his hand, the dagger retracted with a whoosh, and Mu Siniang stepped aside.
"I have met Lord Zhenfu in my humble position!" Qian Ning clasped his fists and bowed. At this moment, he felt a mixture of emotions. He couldn't even explain what he felt when he heard this. Was it surprise? Was it joy?
Or was it still a bit bitter? He really didn't expect that Qian Wubing, who was supposed to be far away in the northwest, would actually appear in the same hall without a trace.
Qian Wubing looked back at Mu Tianqiu, with a rather questioning look in his eyes.
"It's none of Mr. Mu's business. I saw Mr. Mu coming here from a distance and followed him here without anything else to do!" Qian Ning spoke first: "I just didn't expect that I saw you here. This is really a subordinate."
Surprised and delighted!”
It turns out that this is the case. Qian Wubing said something in his heart and a smile appeared on his face: "I don't mean to hide it from my brothers. Qian Qianhu also knows what I am doing. Some things cannot be said or done, but some things,
But you can’t say what you do! Just keep it in mind!”
"Your Majesty's difficulties, I understand!" Qian Ning clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, I'm always at your disposal!"
Qian Wubing waved his hand and pointed at the group of people in front of him: "Let's not be anxious about our affairs. Let's deal with the matters in front of us first!"