That was the money given to him by Jiang Feng, who was greedy for money and paid for money, and was given by Xiaozhong to buy money for him.
And that red private seal imprint!
He could not mistake it, it was Jiang Fengnian's private seal.
I didn't expect that it would be in the hands of this despicable craftsman.
He thought that all the craftsmen, secret guards, and dead soldiers were just the same killing tools, and that their life and death were in the hands of his master.
He raised them, killed them whenever he wanted, tortured them whenever he wanted. For decades, those people had submitted and obeyed him, and they had never deviated.
But unfortunately, now, a despicable female Xizuo will become the first person to rebel.
This is like a touchstone being thrown into the water and causing splashes. Once he is manipulated by this despicable craftsman today, there will be countless imitators appearing tomorrow.
Lord Sima, who is always aloof and enjoys controlling the lives of others, has never been controlled by a despicable Xizuo, let alone threatened by a despicable Xizuo.
This was like a demonic barrier that kept turning over and over in his mind, scratching his heart and liver, but he could never find it. This made him almost want to go crazy.
"Here comes someone."
Outside the door, someone hurriedly came in and knelt on his knees.
"grown ups."
"Bring up the messenger."
"yes."
——
At the same time, inside the Nine Princes' Mansion.
Outside the window of Xiao Mingxuan's bedroom.
"Master, there is something going on in Sima Mansion."
There was a noise in the bedroom.
"Follow the plan."
"yes."
The people outside the window seemed to have left, and everything returned to calm.
——
In the Sima Mansion, Hu Jue was wearing a fox fur cloak and sitting in the upper position with a serious and majestic look.
At his feet, there was a short little beggar crawling, covered in holes in his torn cotton-padded jacket, shivering, and whose appearance could not be seen clearly.
"Hu San, ask him, who gave him this letter?"
Hu San is a servant of Sima Mansion's Kanjiaomen. Because his mother is deaf and mute, he understands the gestures used by deaf-mute people to communicate.
At this time, his advantages are highlighted.
Hu San gestured at the mute little beggar. The mute little beggar pointed at the door, himself, and Hu Jue.
Anyway, no one present except Hu San could understand what he was gesticulating.
As the mute little beggar stopped, Hu San turned to look at Hu Jue.
"Sir, he said that a woman met him in a ruined temple in the outer city, gave him a gold hairpin and a letter, and asked him to deliver the letter to Sima Mansion, and the gold hairpin would be his."
"Woman? Can he clearly see what that woman looks like?"
Hu San hurriedly communicated with the mute little beggar.
I saw the little beggar shaking his head.
"Sir, he said it was too dark and he couldn't see the woman's face clearly."
Hu Jue held the thin page of paper tightly in his hand, and the paper became wrinkled, just like his mood at the moment.
"You then ask, does he know where the woman lives? Which direction did she go to?"
Hu San nodded hurriedly and asked again.
"Sir, he doesn't know where the woman lives, but the direction the woman is walking seems to be in the mountains behind the outer city."
"The mountain behind the outer city?"
"grown ups."
Behind him, the butler, who had not interrupted until now, suddenly stepped forward.
"I remember that halfway up the mountain behind the outer city, there seems to be a dilapidated temple that has been in disrepair for a long time. The dilapidated temple is very evil and few people go there. Could it be that the woman is hiding in the dilapidated temple?
"
When the little mute beggar heard this, he nodded repeatedly and made a lot of signs.
"What is he talking about?"
Hu Sandao:
"Sir, he said that a few days ago, some villagers from Houshanyao said that the ruined temple was haunted, and that they always heard a woman crying in the middle of the night."
When Hu Jue heard this, his old eyes suddenly gleamed.
No matter what, tonight, she must die.
"Change."
As Hu Jue finished speaking, the candles inside and outside the courtyard were brightly lit.
Outside Sima's mansion, there was silence.
After half a cup of tea, the back door of Sima Mansion was slowly pushed open from the inside.
The soft sedan was carried out to the carriage.
"grown ups."
Someone immediately helped Hu Jue from the sedan chair into the carriage.
"Father, it's dark and the roads are slippery. Why bother dad to take a trip?"
"No need to say more, just go and come back quickly."
In the carriage, Hu Jue ruthlessly tore up the letter in his hand, his tone unable to conceal his violence.
He had already made up his mind. Not only did that despicable thing dare to threaten him, he actually held in his hand the evidence stolen from Jiang Mansion.
Tonight, he must watch her head fall to the ground! He must not let her have any chance of survival!
Hu Hongzhi outside the car was speechless when he heard this.
He knew that once his father made a decision, there was no possibility of anyone changing it.
"drive."
A carriage drove out of the back alley quietly. On a cold winter night, it seemed like someone had poured thick ink from the sky, blocking the moonlight.
Horse hooves trampled on the road, causing dust to fly.
At the same time, on the way to the mountains behind the outer city.
Luo Jiuli, who was wearing a black fox fur cloak, was held in the arms of Xiao Mingxuan, who was also wearing a black fox fur cloak.
The two of them traveled lightly, riding horses instead of carriages.
The black horse had shiny coat and strong limbs. Xiao Mingxuan covered Luo Jiuli's exposed face, clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped past.
Dong-dong-dong-dong
On the streets of the outer city, the sound of a slow and three fast beats was heard.
"It's one o'clock in the morning."
Luo Jiuli counted the time silently in his heart.
I don’t know how my father and eldest brother have prepared.
——
The mountain road was rugged, so Hu Jue slowed down his horse and saw an outline in the darkness from a distance. The four corners of the eaves were lifted up, like corners cutting through the sky, silent in the darkness.
"Father, we are almost there."
Hu Hongzhi held the horse and looked up, seeing someone holding a torch beside him.
Ahead is the ruined temple. Somehow, this ruined temple, which is not conspicuous during the day, looks a little breathless under the light of torches.
Hu Jue said nothing. The cold winter night made people wake up quickly.
Just now, he was so angry at the letter and its contents in the mansion.
But now that he saw the ruined temple right in front of him, he suddenly felt suspicious.
Dali Temple, Jiuwang Mansion, Sima Mansion, three parties went to encircle and suppress that despicable Xizuo, but she actually escaped from the encirclement and suppression and sent a message to the mansion without anyone noticing?
Is there any fraud in this?
"stop."
Hu Jue thought and gave the order immediately.
Several people accompanying him also stopped at the same time.
At this time, we were getting closer and closer to the ruined temple, and the outline of the ruined temple was becoming clearer and clearer.
"Father."
Hu Hongzhi raised his eyes and didn't understand why his father stopped again.
Hu Jue said nothing and waved his hand towards the ruined temple and the accompanying guards in the dark.
Several guards immediately dispersed and circled around the ruined temple several times, even inspecting the surrounding dry weeds and a few tall, bare trees that could not hide anyone.