The sunshine in the autumn afternoon is not dazzling, but it always makes people unable to open their eyes lazily.
At this time, there wasn't much business in the teahouse, and the waiter sat bored behind the counter, yawning loudly from time to time.
Suddenly a pair of embroidered shoes stepped outside the door, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked in.
A woman holding a sword usually makes people a little scared. But the guy was not afraid at all. He curled his lips and pointed to the back hall with the woman.
The woman nodded slightly, opened the door curtain and walked in.
The back hall was not big, with only a few rooms. The woman came to the door of one of them and kicked the door open.
The waiter behind the counter had a blank look on his face. He had already seen through this aunt's behavior. No matter what she did, it was okay to do it. Don't talk, don't ask, and it was best not to breathe.
Kicking down a door is nothing. A mysterious figure like the original poster has already kicked his precious apprentice so many times. Did he say anything?
The woman walked into the room angrily and saw a naked young man struggling to sit up from the quilt.
The man's pale body was covered with wounds and was wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, and the bright red blood could still be vaguely seen.
The woman didn't shy away. She pulled up a chair and sat down, glaring at the man with her beautiful eyes.
The ethereal voice was filled with anger: "Brother, why don't you kill Gao Zhengming?"
Tang Feng wrapped himself in a quilt and smiled weakly: "Junior sister, please don't be angry. When I see you angry, senior brother wants to laugh."
"Does it look funny if I'm angry?" The woman's pretty face was as cold as ice.
"Otherwise, why do you think the brothers and sisters like to make you angry?" Tang Feng joked.
The woman frowned, "If you weren't seriously injured, I would have to peel off your skin."
"Isn't this the time when you covered your face and ran away when you saw my butt when you were a kid?"
Tang Feng smiled and saw that the woman was still not angry. He knew that the junior sister was serious this time.
"You also know that I was seriously injured."
Tang Feng said calmly: "Uncle Hai rushed back to Suizhou a month ago because of urgent matters in the building. Now I am the only one with the highest cultivation level. But now I am like a useless person. The entire Gao Mansion is like an iron barrel surrounded by the Forbidden Army.
, how to kill Gao Zhengming?"
The woman snorted coldly: "There's no reason why Tu Shenglou can't complete the task he took over! Senior brother, don't forget that we promised Master Zhao. If we don't kill Gao Zhengming, how can we be worthy of him? How can we be worthy of Jiuquanxia?
Miss Naning?"
"Junior sister, don't be too naive!" Tang Feng shouted sternly, "We are killers, not dead soldiers. There is no need to die for a mission that cannot be completed! Tushenglou has never believed in the bullshit killer code of the Blood Clothes Hall, we are
us!"
"What's more, Zhao Shougang hasn't given us the money to kill Gao Zhengming yet. We just couldn't bear to do him a favor. There were no rules in the beginning. We have been there twice, and I still don't know what to do in bed.
How long do we have to lie down until we are worthy of Zhao Shougang, so we can stop."
"But why didn't you kill him those two times?" the woman yelled, "If you had killed Gao Zhengming the first time, how could these things have happened now!"
"Don't you insist on listening to Zhao Shougang and scare Gao Zhengming to death?" Tang Feng's face turned red and he said angrily:
"How many times have I told you before that Zhao Shougang is going to die? What kind of rules do you have to tell a dying person? Don't be so confused by Zhao Shougang's bullshit love story that you don't even care about your life!"
The woman opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but she realized she was wrong. She blushed, stuck out her tongue, and finally shouted, not to be outdone:
"If you are too timid to go, I will!"
Why am I so timid... Tang Feng was almost made to cry by this junior sister. He said helplessly:
"Junior sister, I have said many times that we will not make unnecessary sacrifices."
"Do you still remember why the master sent us to Chang'an?"
The woman rolled her eyes, "Teach us, and... create the name of Tushenglou."
"Yes, the name Tushenglou is given! But I don't think it is a wise choice to kill a minister of the imperial court."
Tang Feng said solemnly: "Master specially asked Uncle Hai to go with us, just to keep an eye on us and prevent us from doing anything too outrageous. Uncle Hai is usually the most prudent, and he has to understand the pros and cons in everything.
Take action. If he were here, we would definitely not accept Zhao Shougang's commission."
"Do you regret it?"
"I regret it!"
Tang Feng sighed: "Don't forget, not long ago, Fu Fuge, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was beheaded in the street on Zhuque Street..."
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The woman interrupted him excitedly: "Of course I haven't forgotten it. It's such a happy move. I really want to meet that knight."
"A knight?" Tang Feng sneered, "A knight doesn't know how to cover his face. He doesn't even dare to show his face."
"Don't you have to live a good life? It's good to do chivalrous things, but it's stupid to show your face. The stupidest of stupidities, the ultimate stupidity!"
After the woman said these words eloquently, she felt a little proud. Who told them to always say that women are ignorant?
But why did the last words I said feel so familiar?
Yes, that bastard...
The woman had a sullen face and stopped talking, but she scolded the man a thousand and eight hundred times in her heart.
Tang Feng looked at his junior sister strangely. One moment, she was still smiling, but the next moment, she suddenly became gloomy.
Women are indeed the most difficult to figure out in the world.
"Ahem..."
He coughed twice and brought the topic back on track: "Getting back to the topic... When Fu Fuge died, the emperor was so angry! They almost found our hidden stakes. This time, in order to kill Gao Zhengming, we really
Qie Qie exposed the identity of Tushenglou, but now this matter has not come to light, so our conflicts only exist in the Blood Clothes Hall under Li Chu."
"But if Gao Zhengming really dies, what we are facing is the entire imperial court and the emperor!"
Tang Feng sighed: "Junior sister, please think carefully about the pros and cons. Do you think our small slaughterhouse can withstand the anger of an emperor and a country?"
The woman's eyes moved slightly. She was not ignorant. She only thought about it briefly, and the gains and losses involved were already clear to her mind.
But she still didn't want to admit that her senior brother was right.
"Gao Zhengming really...won't kill him?"
Tang Feng shook his head, "I don't know."
"We'll talk about it when the master comes."
"Master is coming?" the woman asked in surprise.
"After we accepted Zhao Shougang's commission, I felt I had made a mistake and wrote a letter to the master. The master said to let us handle it ourselves first, and he would leave for Chang'an himself."
"After our brothers lurking in Gaofu came back with the news about Murong Bai, I rushed to send a letter to the master. If the master receives it, it will arrive in about three or four days."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The woman pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and asked angrily.
Tang Feng rolled his eyes at her, "I didn't tell you that you dared to say that you wanted to force your way into the Gao Mansion. If I had really told you, you wouldn't have been able to break into the palace directly because the master was here."
"It's not impossible..."
Seeing her senior brother's face turn dark instantly, the woman chuckled and said, "Senior brother, I'm leaving!"
Upon hearing the news that the master was coming, the woman left happily. Tang Feng looked at the door of the room where the innocent man was killed, smacked his lips, and lamented the injustice of fate.
"Come back here! I'm a patient and it's cold. You can't let me live in a leaky house!" Tang Feng roared.
There was no response for a long time. Tang Feng only heard the sound of running quickly, and then there was no sound.
…
The setting sun dyed the entire city wall into a blood-like color. Among the bustling crowd, some people raised their heads and stared at the bright red city wall indifferently.
"Sun, have you also seen that the prosperous Chang'an City is built on white bones, and under Chang'an City is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Have you also seen the ugliness and greed of the Tang Dynasty..."
"What are you mumbling to yourself for?" the city gate soldier scolded, "come here quickly, don't delay things!"
The man walked slowly over, and the soldier looked him up and down suspiciously, his eyes firmly fixed on the huge package carried on the man's back.
"What is that?"
"lute."
"Pipa?" The soldier knocked on the handle of the knife, "Open it and take a look."
"I apologize for the inconvenience in opening my deceased wife's belongings."
"Stop talking nonsense!" the soldier said fiercely, "Now the court is arresting important criminals. If you shirk it, be careful, Master, I will send you to jail!"
Tears welled up in the man's eyes. He turned around and glanced at the majestic Chang'an City. His last love for Chang'an was also broken.
The man untied the package, placed it carefully on the ground, and opened the linen cloth.
Seeing a group of people blocking the place, the guard at the city gate slowly walked over.
"General!" the soldier saluted quickly.
"What's wrong?" The guard stared at the man in confusion, watching as he opened the package with trembling hands.
"Go back to the general, I
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Seeing how sneaky this man was, we suspected that he was the suspect the court was looking for, so we asked him to be examined honestly."
The guard said nothing, looking down at the pipa held in the man's hands.
"What a delicate pipa, it looks like it was made in the Western Regions."
The man was a little surprised, "The general also recognizes the Western Pipa?"
"When I was young, I served as a soldier in the Western Region Protectorate and saw a lot of them."
The general frowned and said, "It's you, why are you crying?"
The man smiled and said, "This is the relic of my deceased wife. She is a woman from the Western Region. Every time I see her, I feel like I am seeing my deceased wife, so I can't help crying."
"Really?" There was a trace of confusion in the guard's eyes, "You are from the Western Regions... I also saw a girl from the Western Regions at that time..."
He shook his head and sighed: "Put it away. Don't delay others. You can go over."
"yes."
The man quickly put the lute into the package and was about to leave the city gate when the guard suddenly stopped him.
"Wait!"
The man pursed his lips, seeming to accept his fate. He turned around in relief and asked with a smile:
"General, is there anything else you can do?"
The guard looked at him blankly, always feeling that his face seemed familiar, somewhat similar to the suspect the court was chasing.
The suspect's portrait was pinned to his waist at the moment. It was rushed to various places by the Ministry of Household Affairs Bureau officials. All he had to do was pull out the portrait and compare it, and the doubts in his heart would naturally be eliminated.
But the guard put his hand on his waist, but he couldn't move it.
He thought about how someone who loved his wife so much could be a suspect in the court.
He didn't know whether he didn't want to believe it or just couldn't believe it. Somehow, he waved his hand:
"It's okay, you can go."
The man bowed his head with a smile, then walked with his head held high towards the darkness where the setting sun could not shine.
…
After Li Xin'an returned to Gao Mansion from Huangsun Mansion, she heard some good news.
Gao Zhengming woke up.
Although he only woke up for a short moment and then passed out again, he was still awake after all.
Several old doctors at Taiyuan Hospital racked their brains and failed to study Gao Zhengming's symptoms, but after Gao Zhengming woke up, his pulse suddenly returned to normal.
If Gao Zhengming's body cannot be recuperated in this way, then there is no need for Tai Hospital to continue to exist.
Under the star curtain, Li Xin'an was lying on the roof, with his hands behind his head.
Murong Bai turned over and jumped onto the roof, kicking Li Xin'an who was in a daze.
"General Wei Xu plans to send Gao Zhengming to the palace."
"Let him go." Li Xin'an said, "Since Gao Zhengming is fine, the palace is still safe."
"Are you so sure that Xueyitang can find out the hidden stakes in Tusheng Building?"
"Yuan Sheng has already caught a tongue. With his Hutang methods, it is basically impossible to ask for information."
"I once read about the most terrifying interrogation method of the Blood Clothes Hall in a book." Li Xin'an said softly, "Peel off a person's skin inch by inch, wait until the blood coagulates, and then use a knife to cut off the coagulated blood clots inch by inch.
This cycle goes on and on, and people will feel unbearable itching, but they dare not scratch it, because scratching it will only make it more itchy, and people will scratch themselves to death."
"I believe that Tushenglou doesn't have the toughness to withstand Yuan Sheng's punishment."
Murong Bai stood quietly. After a while, it was night again.
He saw Wei Xu's imperial troops surrounding Gao Zhengming and leaving the Gao Mansion, and he saw that this small mansion became deserted again.
Li Xin'an stared blankly at the sky from beginning to end, and Murong Bai didn't know what he was thinking.
"I regret it." Li Xin'an said suddenly.
"What do you regret?"
"I regret letting Wei Xu take Gao Zhengming away."
"It's useless to talk more." Murong Bai sighed, "This is a decision we have to make, and there's nothing we can do about it without conscience."
On the street outside Gaofu, a horse suddenly rushed up, galloped all the way to the gate of Gaofu, and knocked on the gate of Gaofu.
The servants of Gaofu who had regained control of Gaofu opened the door dissatisfied and looked at the sweating man, wondering what happened again.
The man squeezed him away roughly and walked inside on his own.
A voice of joy burst out along with his steps, "Master, I found it!"
Li Xin'an stood up suddenly and jumped onto Fanxue, who had been tied under the house by him in advance.