When the beginning of summer comes, the warm breeze of May blows, the lotus pond is full of green, frogs chirp and cicadas chirp.
At this time, Liu Ruyan was wearing a thin silk-colored round-neck robe, with green silk tied in a willow hairpin. She was walking on the streets of Fangshi, attracting attention with her elegant style.
Next to her, Jin Buhuan walked side by side calmly, shaking an ivory folding fan in his hand to fan the gentle breeze.
The sound of hawking can be heard along the street, and the vendors and footmen are in a hurry.
This is a city located on the border of the Song Dynasty. Because it is close to the south, the climate is warm and pleasant, and you can see red flowers and green willows everywhere.
But Liu Ruyan's expression was cold, and she obviously had no intention of enjoying the scenery.
In order to deceive others, she and Jin Buhuan pretended not to know each other, and the two walked not far or near each other. Then she "seemed" to be attracted to the stalls on the street, and she picked through the stalls, secretly checking Baibu through the recording system
the scene within.
Jin Buhuan continued walking forward, came to the corner of the street, and stood still.
There is a teahouse there.
He walked through the hall, exchanged a code word with the shopkeeper, and handed over the box in his hand.
After receiving the items, the shopkeeper handed him a sealed bamboo tube. Jin Buhuan put it in his sleeve pocket with great care and walked out of the teahouse.
Liu Ruyan stood in front of the stall, staring closely at the people passing by the tea house. At this time, the tracking bug in the bottle started to stir again. She felt a shiver in her heart. She happened to see a man in gray shirt walking out of the tea house.
Walk towards the end of the street in Fangshi.
She secretly followed the man in gray shirt.
The market is crowded, with people coming and going in an endless stream. The man in gray shirt seems to be walking with wind, walking very fast.
Liu Ruyan frowned and followed behind.
From time to time, pedestrians would come towards her, blocking her view, but she would push them away regardless and hurriedly chased after them.
Liu Ruyan had never been so anxious. She walked twenty steps away from the man to avoid losing her target.
Until a porter pushing a loaded cart across the street happened to be in front of her.
Liu Ruyan immediately turned on the system and continued to monitor the man's whereabouts through the camera screen.
The man in gray was getting farther and farther away from her, and was about to lose his trace. She glanced at the cart lying in front of her, gathered strength under her feet, held the goods on the cart with one hand, jumped over the roof of the cart, and ran towards the end of the street.
The man in gray clothes is like water dripping into the sea, never to be found again.
On the street, there are crowds of people everywhere, and there are many people with similar backs.
Liu Ruyan kept walking, releasing the flying insects from the bottle while continuing to walk forward. She followed the guidance of the flying insects and came to the end of the alley. The people around her gradually became sparse, and it looked like a private house.
The man in gray shirt came to a house and knocked on the wooden door, exactly seven times.
The sound of footsteps soon came from the courtyard.
The wooden door was open a crack, and he could only see clearly a hand stretched out from inside, palm upward, with a bag of money placed in the palm print.
The man in gray shirt thanked him quickly, handed over the box and immediately picked up the money bag, turned around and left.
The person behind the door held the iron box, passed through the screen wall, and finally entered the hall.
The attendant raised his hand and said forward: "Young Master, Jin Buhuan sent the Xuankun Seal as promised."
The attendant bowed and stood still with his head lowered. The wheelchair gradually approached in his sight, and a patch of plain-colored clothes appeared in his eyes. Then his hand was empty and the box was taken away.
"I don't know what the young master's plan is for Wangfeng Tower. I heard that because of Qin Chuan's mistake, the owner refused to cooperate with us anymore."
After a while, an indifferent voice came to my ears: "If the poster doesn't want to, there's no need to force it, just change the poster."
The attendant's expression changed slightly, so what he meant was...
kill!
Follow your will.
"How are things going in the northwest?" the man in commoner's voice said calmly.
"Mr. Sir, there has been no action over there. I am assuming that they regret it."
"The military general of the Song Dynasty proclaimed himself emperor. In view of the fact that the previous vassal towns had seized power and the troubled times had been going on for a long time, the new emperor of the Song Dynasty would definitely take action. When the time comes, they would have no choice but to make a decision."
Talk about both ends.
Liu Ruyan followed Fei Chong to a private house. She looked towards the closed courtyard door, but there was no movement inside.
When she came to the base of the wall, she climbed over the wall and entered the hospital.
The plants and trees in the yard were obviously taken care of. She walked lightly and walked against the wall to the house.
In the hall, the gentleman in plain clothes held up the jade seal, and a familiar fragrance lingered, "It's the tracking fragrance."
The followers were astonished, how could the tracking incense appear in the Central Plains!
At the same time, Liu Ruyan tried to check the situation in the house with the help of the recording system.
To her surprise, the system failed again this time. It seemed that the person in the house was indeed suspicious.
She calmed down, sneaked into the hall, pressed her back against the window lattice, listened for a while, then poked through the window paper and looked into the house.
There was no one in the room, the incense burner was burning with green smoke, a few slices of fragrant tea were lying at the bottom of the cup, the tea was yellowish, and the fragrance of the tea was still lingering.
She went to several surrounding houses, but still no one was there.
Liu Ruyan returned to the lobby and tested the tea with her hands. It was still warm. It seemed that there were people here not long ago.
But people cannot disappear into thin air.
Unless...there is a secret door hidden in the hall.
She groped around the house and finally found the secret door under the table.
Liu Ruyan followed the secret passage to the end and found that outside was the Fangshi Street that she had visited before.
People were busy running around, and there were huge crowds of people everywhere.
Liu Ruyan quickly took out the white bottle and released the last few flying insects, but when she saw the black insects lingering, her heart suddenly sank.
The tracking incense has failed...
She smiled bitterly, her hands hanging down weakly, and the white bottle in her palms slammed to the ground along her fingertips.
Liu Ruyan raised her head sadly. There were dense clouds above her head. The thick clouds were like ink spread out, boundless, covering up the last ray of light. The strong wind hit her like a whip, but it was far less painful than the pain in her heart.
"Boom--" Thunder boomed overhead.
She walked aimlessly.
On both sides of the street, vendors hurriedly packed up their stalls, and pedestrians were also in a hurry.
Until the raindrops fall with the sound of thunder, falling on the roof tiles and ditches, causing ripples in circles.
The raindrops wetted my eyelashes and fell ruthlessly down my face.
She blinked, but her vision was still hazy.
In the fierce wind and rain, she vaguely saw a man knocked down by a pedestrian and lying on the street in Fangshi. His clothes were stained with mud and he looked very embarrassed.
The passerby bowed and apologized, then hurried away.
Liu Ruyan came behind the man and saw him turning around hastily, and unexpectedly saw the "young man" behind him. Perhaps thinking of how embarrassed he looked, he got up with a embarrassed look on his face.
The muddy water on the ends of her hair smeared her face and made it mottled, but he seemed to be unfazed and walked past her step by step.
Liu Ruyan stretched out her hand to stop the other party.
The man looked at her blankly and followed her gaze to the palm of her hand, which was a plain white handkerchief.
He heard her say: "My face is dirty."
He wiped his face with his hands and found a lot of mud marks on his face. He hurriedly thanked him.
"This handkerchief..." He opened his mouth. The handkerchief was stained by him and it was not appropriate to return it. "How about I buy this handkerchief?"
Liu Ruyan shook her head: "It's just a handkerchief, it's not expensive, it's just a piece of cake."
The man quickly crossed his hands and saluted, "Thank you, little brother."