Chen Ju is lying a few steps away from the entrance of the alley. Just take these few steps and you will find the main road in front of you.
He Huan stood in front of the corpse with a livid face. A guard squatted on the side to check, "He was stabbed in the stomach first, and then he fell off the horse."
He Huan didn't pay attention to this, he paid attention to the three sticks of incense.
The three sticks of incense that have burned 20% indicate that the murderer left not long ago.
The people around me whispered: "It seems like I am paying homage to someone."
He Huan sneered and asked, "Who is Chen Ju's enemy?"
The man next to him said: "Chen Ju lives in seclusion, either here, at home, or in a brothel."
He Huan thought about it calmly, and the people around him became quiet. There were only various sounds coming from the people on the walls on both sides. After a long time, he said: "In other words, the most likely possibility is that the brothel... He Ren
Jealousy over women."
He Huan could not imagine that one of his confidants was killed because of jealousy. When word spread, the He family would not be able to see anyone.
The man next to him looked embarrassed, "No."
He Huan turned around and asked, "Why?"
The man said somewhat uncomfortably: "Chen Ju likes... the older ones, and there is no one to fight for them."
He Huan was speechless for a moment, and said coldly: "That is He's enemy. Pay tribute... This means who He killed. Who has He killed recently?"
A stubborn old man appeared in everyone's mind. The old man refused to close his eyes after his death. Thinking about it still makes people feel chilly.
He Huan gritted his teeth and said: "That old dog that doesn't deserve to die... Yan Cheng!"
Before he finished speaking, the guards who were checking the cause of Chen Ju's death moved his body.
A slight sound came, and a cold light flashed.
The man next to He Huan grabbed him and yanked him, warning at the same time, "Be careful!"
The short arrow grazed He Huan's cheek, and a scream came from behind.
"ah!"
Not long after, the guard behind him who had been hit by an arrow turned black and made no sound. Someone checked it and raised his head and said: "The poison quenched by the arrow cannot be determined. It has never appeared in Chang'an."
He Huan carefully looked at the small crossbow arrow that was delivered to him, feeling frightened in his heart. If he hadn't been pulled away earlier, he would be the one who fell to the ground now.
The workmanship of the crossbow arrows is not exquisite, and the materials are not very good, but these simple materials constitute a sharp weapon for killing people.
The crossbow was also very small and rough. The guard who inspected it said in disbelief: "The bow string was much weaker when it was pulled again. This is..." He looked up and felt that the person who made the move was a poor one!
He Huan turned around, with a livid face, "If you find this person, you will see him alive, and you will see his corpse after death!"
On a tree diagonally across from He's gate, Yang Xuan squatted on the tree trunk and whispered: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill He Huan."
He quietly got down from the tree and held his hands in the direction of the three sticks of incense.
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Wang family.
Wang Douxiang was sitting in the study room, holding a book in his hand. When he heard footsteps approaching softly from outside, it seemed a little sneaky, and he couldn't help but smile.
People outside rushed in and shouted: "Second uncle!"
Wang Douxiang jumped up suddenly and said in panic: "Who?!"
"It's me!" Wang Xianer smiled happily.
"Xian'er!" Wang Douxiang sat down with a smile, "Naughty!"
Wang Xianer clasped her hands behind her back and looked at the bookshelf, "Second uncle, it's so boring at home."
Wang Douxiang said angrily: "Then go study."
Wang Xianer shook her head, her hair on her temples swaying, and asked curiously: "Aye said that there is an undercurrent surging in Chang'an City recently and asked me not to go out. Second uncle, where is the undercurrent surging?"
Wang Yu came in from outside. He frowned and said, "Xian'er is here to make trouble for my second uncle again."
Under the candlelight, Wang Xianer said dissatisfiedly: "Second uncle likes me to be here the most. If you don't believe me, just ask."
Wang Douxiang smiled, "Yes!"
Wang Yu's face darkened and she said, "Second uncle and I have something to talk about."
Wang Xianer obediently resigned, and after going out, she faintly heard what her brother said...
"Second uncle, Yan Cheng was killed today, and He was the one behind the scenes."
Yancheng?
The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she remembered someone mentioned that he was a very stubborn old man. Was he killed? He was really too domineering.
There was a bit of disdain in Wang Douxiang's voice, "He Huan is the most proud dog of the Yang family. The last attack failed, but this time the attack is successful, how many people in Chang'an City will cheer for it."
Wang Xian'er met He Huan. Last time this person came to Wang's house to give gifts and talk about things, the two met briefly. He Huan smiled, with the astonishment in his eyes undisguised.
Wang Yu said softly: "Just before, Chen Ju, an aide of the He family, was killed at the entrance of the alley where the He family was."
Wang Xianer pursed her lips, thinking that this person died well.
"It's a good death." Wang Douxiang heard her niece's movements outside and said gently: "Xian'er, come in."
Wang Xianer came in and explained first, "Second uncle, I didn't eavesdrop."
Wang Yu said angrily: "Why didn't you leave without eavesdropping?"
Wang Xian'er was angry, and Wang Douxiang quickly glared at Wang Yu, "It's easy to talk, don't be harsh to Xian'er."
Wang Yu said helplessly: "Second uncle, just pamper her."
The candle suddenly exploded, and the flames flashed, and Wang Yu said: "He Huan went to check, and it is said that he was almost killed by the crossbow deployed by the murderer."
Wang Douxiang was startled, "There are a lot of secret killings in Chang'an City, but it's unheard of for such agencies to ambush people. Why do I feel that it's more like... hunting?"
A name came to Wang Yu's mind, but then he stopped laughing, feeling that what he was thinking was incomprehensible.
Wang Douxiang also thought of Yang Xuan and said, "I thought of Yang Xuan. That young man is a hunter. But he is studying in the Imperial College, so how can he conflict with the He family?"
After the last siege of Yancheng was destroyed by Yang Xuan, the He family blocked the news. In addition, Yang Xuan was just a country boy, so he passed it quietly.
Wang Xianer put her chin in her hands and suddenly asked: "Brother, is the Imperial College fun?"
Wang Yu frowned, feeling that his sister was always thinking, "What are you playing for? That's a place for metaphysics."
The candlelight shone on Wang Xianer's face, and she said with great admiration: "Metaphysics is not bad either!"
Wang Yu sneered, "Xuanxue's bragging is good. If the master had not rescued Emperor Wu back then and begged Emperor Wu for help before he left, Emperor Wu had no choice but to hand over the Imperial Academy to Xuanxue, and Xuanxue would have starved to death."
Wang Douxiang also smiled, "Metaphysics is not good at building momentum, and there is no such thing as teaching it widely in the teachings, so it has been to death for many years. As long as there is some promise, most of them hide in the mountains to practice, or find a forest, every day
Wouldn’t it be nice to just talk to your colleagues every day?”
Wang Yu finally said: "The He family frantically dispatched many men, including the Jinwu Guards, to search for clues about the murderer in Chang'an City. For the news that the He family offered a reward of 100,000 yuan for the man, those evil young men and knight-errants also dispatched.
"
Wang Douxiang looked at the night sky outside and said softly: "Tonight, there will be no sleep."
…
Yang Xuan quietly returned home from the broken wall. He washed his clothes first. After washing, he found a hole in a patch. He said dissatisfiedly: "Life is already difficult, can't you hold on for a while longer?"
You can't mend it now, otherwise the clothes will lose their shape after drying.
He immediately went to take a cold shower. When he came back, he sat on the steps and solemnly placed the scroll beside him. Even when pouring water, he poured two bowls, one bowl in front of him and one bowl on the side of the scroll.
Ahead, it's like sitting side by side with a friend.
The moonlight is like water. There are trees in the yard, which Yang Xuan just pruned yesterday. At this moment, the night wind blows, and the branches and leaves rustle, which is especially clear in the quiet night.
He raised the bowl and touched it with the bowl beside him, and said: "The first time I killed anyone was in the mountains. When I was eleven years old, a hunter from the Southern Zhou Dynasty had ill intentions to intercept and kill me and take away my prey. I
While pretending to be scared, I was thinking about how to kill him, but in the end I realized that all the thinking was useless, I just hacked him to death one by one."
The scroll beside me flashed green in the moonlight.
Yang Xuan put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, "The first time I killed someone, I was very scared. I hid in the mountains for a long time. I missed you, mother, but I knew that if I went back and said that I had killed someone, they would definitely beat me up.
.Then... now that I think about it, they will regard me as a nuisance, and maybe they will kill me if they find an opportunity."
He looked up at the night sky. The stars were twinkling in the sky.
"I went hunting in the mountains when I was ten years old. I was very...sad at first. It took a long time to go into the mountains. In the evening, I would find a place to stay. I would set up a bonfire and roast the prey, listening to the sizzling of the skin and smelling the meat.
The smell of meat... After eating and drinking enough, looking up at the stars in the sky, that was my only happy time."
"I didn't know why I was alive at that time." Yang Xuan scratched his head, "I just wanted to live, right." He said in a positive tone: "I just wanted to live."
He raised the bowl and took another sip, only to find that it didn't touch the other bowl, so he touched it and took another sip.
After burping, Yang Xuan leaned against the door and said calmly: "At that time, I felt that the sky was dark and I would never see the light. I don't know why I was abandoned by Ye Niang. Brother, they are so lazy and lazy. Damn it."
They rely on me to support their family, but when they have good things, they eat them behind my back, and even if I see them, they turn a blind eye."
He suddenly laughed, "I prayed to the sky, praying to the gods in the sky for help. Maybe my voice was too quiet, or I was too far away from the sky, and the gods did not hear me, so my life remained the same."
"Later on, I longed for Muramasa to bring justice to me, but Muramasa always looked at me intently. I looked forward to the occasional minor officials who appeared occasionally to bring justice to me, but they didn't even raise their eyebrows.
."
Yang Xuan picked up the bowl and said: "From that time on, I knew that you have to speak for yourself and you have to love those who speak for you."
He raised the bowl towards the sky and said, "Mr. Yan, I dedicate this bowl to you."
He lowered his head and solemnly poured the water in the bowl in front of him.
The green light of the scroll beside me is always on, but unexpectedly there is no prompt.
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