At night, there are no more pedestrians on the road.
The city has reached a time when the curfew is about to come, and the soldiers guarding the city at the Nan'anhua Gate in Chang'an City are also preparing to close the city gate and rest.
Watching the moon slowly climbing up to the top of his head, the guard of Anhua Gate yawned a big yawn and waved his hand and said:
"close the door!"
A silence of ups and downs came out of the soldiers' shouts. All the soldiers on the city wall relaxed their whole bodies, and their hearts that had been tense for a day relaxed.
The heavy city gate creaked under the push of twenty strong soldiers. As the city gate was about to close, the guard of Anhua Gate leaned boredly on the head of the city, thinking about where to go to have fun at night.
Intentionally or not, his light caught a glimpse of a riding rushing into the distance.
The guardian rubbed his eyes, only suspected that he was dizzy and misread. But when he turned his eyes over again, the rider came to the city wall in a blink of an eye.
"What a fast horse!" The guard exclaimed in secret.
"General, please don't close the door!" The people from the city shouted loudly, with a powerful voice and extremely penetrating, but with a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if they had been running outside for a long time.
"It's too late, wait for a night outside." The guard replied.
"General, I have something urgent to do, so please give me some convenience." The man immediately said anxiously, "What's more, it's not the time to close the city gate!"
"The curfew is coming soon. You are too late to enter the city now. When you meet the Jinwu Guard, you will inevitably be hit by the eighty-year-old board. I advise you, no matter how important the matter is, you don't rush to this moment. Please wait outside with peace of mind. There is an inn five miles outside the city."
The guard waved his hand, and the messenger beside him understood, "What are you doing while standing there? Close the door quickly!"
The man under the city looked behind him worriedly, gritted his teeth, and made a stride, and rode his horse towards the dense forest outside the city.
The thick city gate of Anhua Gate finally closed heavily. The guard breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and said to his deputy:
"I'll leave first, you'll stare here."
Before the deputy general of Anhua Gate could answer, a burst of smoke and dust surged on the road outside the city, which was still clearly visible in the dark night.
"Tsk..." The guard's eyebrows were filled with anger, and he lost his good temper. When the team came to the city gate, he leaned out and said cursingly:
"It's a curfew now, and no one is allowed to enter and exit Chang'an City! I'll talk about it tomorrow if you have something to do!"
The dozen or so riders in front of the city gate looked at each other, and their bodies were covered with thick layers of sand and soil. They were exhausted. They were about to go to Chang'an City to take a good rest, but unexpectedly, as soon as they saw the city wall, they were turned away.
Among the people under the city, a young man said disappointedly:
"Tsk... Chang'an has so many rules. No curfew is allowed. In Yangzhou, anyone who sees me is always polite. Where can anyone dare to ruin my happiness like this!"
"Young Master, this is Chang'an, not Yangzhou, no one spoils you." The young master's servant comforted.
"The master said before we set out to Chang'an that everything cannot be done by your nature. Just to chase a killer, we left the supplies of that convoy and placed them in Shangzhou City without the protection of the masters, and there will be problems. Moreover, the officials and men in Chang'an are waiting for us, and our Ye family cannot neglect them."
"I know, I know..." the young man said lightly, "How many times have you said about my father along the way? My ears are calloused!"
"Okay, okay, I won't chase you, go back to Shangzhou!"
After hearing the young master's words, the guards accompanying him felt relieved, and the huge rock hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Just to chase a killer who had only met once, their young master, the future heir of the Imperial Shang Ye family, gave up hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, silver and treasures, and pulled them to chase the killer for three days and three nights without even closing his eyes.
Following this miserable master, they can be considered to have been in their eighth lifetime.
The young man turned around and the rest respectfully split between the sides behind him.
The guardian of Anhua Gate on the city wall frowned and looked a little solemn. The people below were clearly well-trained and could see the shadow of the army in every move.
Why are such a group of people going to enter Chang'an while the night is falling?
The guard made up his mind and didn't disturb them at first, and reported them to him, and someone would worry about it.
The young man walked a long way and suddenly strangled the reins.
His guards and the guards on the city walls both sank.
"This general, I
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Ask..."
The young man turned his head and asked, "Did anyone want to enter the city not long ago? He rode a fast horse, wrapped in a black cloak, and his voice was rough, big and thick."
"What are you asking about this?" the guard frowned.
"That man was a killer. I happened to be caught by me when he was committing the crime. We chased him all the way here and lost his trace."
"You didn't let him into the city, right? He was very dangerous."
The guard showed a look like this. At that moment, he replied in a deep voice:
"No, he went to the dense forest east of the city. He had just walked a short distance, and you should be able to catch up."
Hearing this, the guards behind the young man all looked desperate. They turned around and stared at the guards on the city wall, as if they were about to swallow him alive.
"I just said it, it's impossible for him to run away!" The young man looked excited, "Ye Xiang, if you are worried about those things, please go back to Shangzhou first. Everyone else, follow me!"
Looking at his young master's eagerness to try, Ye Xiang, a servant of the Ye family, sighed:
"Forget it, who told you to be a young man? I don't dare to leave you, and catch that grandson as soon as possible to finish it as soon as possible."
"That's right!" The young man grinned, pulled up the reins, the horse neighed, and stepped on the ground, as if he would run out the next moment.
But the guard of Anhua Sect stopped him at this time.
"Wait a minute!"
The young master of the Ye family turned around suspiciously, "What's wrong with General?"
The guard asked slowly in an extremely gentle voice: "I heard...you said...Ye family! Right?"
"yes."
"Jiangnan Ye family?"
"yes."
The guard general looked solemn. He clenched his fists tightly, but he couldn't stand the excitement in his heart.
"What is your relationship with the Ye family?"
"What's the relationship?" The young man was stunned and then laughed:
"We are from the Ye family."
The guard general's majestic and sturdy body shook, and he almost fainted in excitement.
The opportunity to get promoted and make money... is here!
The court was looking for the disappeared Ye family members, but they were all fruitless. Unexpectedly, they delivered the door themselves and gave him the great contribution to him a small guard of Anhua Sect for nothing.
Achievements are just around the corner!
The guard cleared his throat, pretended to be calm and unstoppable, and said:
"You have never heard from the Ye family for the past three days. The court is looking for you, but you suddenly appear here again. Tell me, why?"
"The court is looking for us?" The young man touched his head and frowned, "I don't know."
For the past three days, he followed the killer to wander around the forest, completely separated from the outside world, and it was not long ago that he followed the killer to get out of the mountain. Of course, he didn't know the strange disappearance of the Ye family convoy.
"Don't you know?" The guard was a little surprised, but he calmed down quickly and said in a deep voice:
"The saint has an order. Whenever he sees you, he will immediately send it to the Ministry of Revenue Inn. It is not inconsistent."
Ye Xiang, a servant of the Ye family, was moved and burst into tears.
Finally, I don't have to suffer that anymore...
What a bullshit killer, whoever you like to kill, go to him!
The Ye family’s young master looked disappointed, “Why are you like this…”
He did not argue with the guard general, nor was he a fool. As soon as the word "saint" was released, everyone knew what it meant.
The imperial merchants entered Beijing just handed over to the Ministry of Revenue. Logically speaking, the emperor would not meet merchants at all, so this matter would not be paid attention to by the saints.
"But this time the saint actually issued an order. It seems that the matter has really made a big deal, but he has only been delayed for three days, so he shouldn't be so anxious..."
Although the young master of the Ye family was confused, he obeyed the orders of the guard.
The closed Anhua Gate opened again, and outside the city, the Ye family members slowly entered the city.
The guard of Anhua Gate came down to the city and bowed to the young master on the horse. The young master hurriedly turned over and dismounted and gave a bow.
"Dare you ask who you are from the Ye family?" asked the guard general.
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The young master smiled and replied: "Let's go, Ye Qinglan, Ye Mengsong, his father."
"So it's Mr. Ye!" The guard general said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ye, we will escort you to the inn of the Ministry of Revenue. These days, the court has been urging you to the court for fear of blame."
"It's over..." Ye Qinglan, the eldest son of the Ye family, smiled bitterly, "I'm having a lot of fun, I just hope that the men of the Ministry of Revenue will not tell my father."
The guard general briefly counted the number of people and asked worriedly: "Mr. Ye, I will ask more questions. Are you really leaving Shangzhou City to catch that killer?"
"Of course, there is no false words!" Ye Qinglan said righteously.
"Then, only you twenty people left? Where are the others?"
"Of course I stayed in Shangzhou." Ye Qinglan smiled awkwardly, "Although the kid has done something a little bit out of the ordinary, I still know the right amount. I dare not delay hundreds of thousands of taels of silver."
"It's okay for silver..." The guard sighed in his heart and asked immediately, "So, Mr. Ye has left Shangzhou for three days, and I don't know what happened inside?"
"What can happen?" Ye Qinglan said, "General, I'd better take the convoy first. We will definitely arrive tomorrow morning!"
"No need." The guard sighed, "The convoy arrived two days ago and is now in the Ministry of Revenue."
"Ah?" Ye Qinglan was stunned, "That Ye family members are also-"
"There are no more people from the Ye family."
The guard stared deeply into Ye Qinglan's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The only 76 people who came to Beijing by the Ye family this time are you! The others are evaporated from the world!"
Ye Qinglan froze there in an instant.
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At dawn, Yuan Sheng rode his horse slowly into the city.
Three days ago, he was chased by the dog and the nosy guy for three days and three nights. Yesterday, he was able to return to Chang'an City. By chance, he caught the curfew again and had to return to the forest again.
He was ready to continue to be chased for three days and three nights, but unexpectedly, the group of people chasing him lost their traces. Yuan Sheng slept in the tree all night, but found no abnormalities.
Maybe, are they lying outside?
Yuan Sheng felt that it was very likely that since the other party had chased him for three days and three nights, it was impossible for him to give up like this.
He carefully circled around and entered the city from Yanxing Gate on the other side.
Yuan Sheng was very alert. Before entering the city, no one was found following behind him. After entering the city, he did not let go of his guard and wandered around the city for an hour before returning to the stronghold of the Blood Clothes Hall.
Since Li Xin'an announced that the Blood Clothing Hall no longer restricted the murder mission, more than 50 Blood Clothing Hall spies lurking in Chang'an were almost all out, and it was difficult to meet each other. Even if they met, they just nodded as saying hello.
This cannot be said to be a bad thing, nor may it be considered a good thing. Before Yuan Sheng set out to Shangzhou, three spies in the Blood Clothing Hall in Chang'an had already died.
In the past three days, the death toll will probably increase.
In broad daylight, there were not many people in the stronghold. They were not surprised by Yuan Sheng's return. Although according to Yuan Sheng's strength and the difficulty of the task he took, he should return the next day. However, there will always be variables in the task, and it is not uncommon to delay for a few more days.
Yuan Sheng washed up briefly, glanced at the task briefing for the past three days, and his heart sank again.
As he expected, two more people died in the past three days.
Yuan Sheng sighed helplessly. The task they took over was not difficult now, but five people died.
If you want to restore the reputation of the Blood Clothes Hall before, more people will die.
Blood Clothes Hall may... be really lonely and incompetent.
For example, he just assassinated a businessman who forced a good man to become a prostitute, but failed because of a person's disruption?
Although Yuan Sheng hated that nosy man, it is unquestionable that the task failed and the fault lies with him.
I still have to report this matter. I don’t know what the young man is, if he happened to stop him, or if he had planned to target Xueyitang.
I don’t know if the master will blame himself for this.
After making up his mind, Yuan Sheng no longer delayed and went out to Youxiangju.
As usual, the gate of Youxiangju was still closed. Yuan Sheng walked through the back door with a familiar look and walked around the backyard. He only heard a familiar cry of pain from the yard.
"Hiss... Bai Mutou is too dark. If you get angry with someone else, don't vent your anger on me."