After everyone in the Qianhu Office was ordered to leave, Song Xuan turned his head and looked at a shadow in the yamen.
"Come out!"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly changed.
"Is there anyone else hiding in the dark?"
He looked around vigilantly, and even Victoria Song was watching curiously, but with the strength of the two of them, they didn't notice anything wrong.
Song Xuan spoke again, "Old Ye, you've been looking at me for so long, why don't you come out and say hello?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of moonlight seemed to squeeze in from the dark corner, and then, Ye Gucheng, dressed in a white gown, walked out slowly with a bit of wind and frost on his face.
"Master Song is really powerful. I thought I didn't leak a single breath, but I still can't hide it from your perception."
Ye Gucheng had a look of admiration on his face, and there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.
He knew that Song Xuan was very strong and had dominated the world of Mingzhou for decades. Except for the old master in Wudang who could not be provoked, there were very few people who could make him feel afraid.
And the Song Xuan in front of him was one of them.
The strength of this person has always been a mystery and unfathomable.
It's a pity that Jin Jiuling was a waste and never showed Song Xuan's true strength until his death.
"Brother Ye, are you here to deal with Jin Jiuling too?" After seeing the person clearly, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.
Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, "King Pingnan also suspected that Jin Jiuling was an embroidery thief, so he sent me to investigate the situation. But he is dead now, so these are not important."
Everyone is already dead. Whether he is an embroidery thief or not is not up to Song Xuan.
In Yangzhou City, he had already seen Song Xuan's methods against the eight aristocratic families and King Huai. Not to mention that Jin Jiuling was most likely an embroidery thief. Even if he wasn't, he still had to be.
It has to be the kind that is destined to die.
Song Qian yawned, "Under the clever calculation of this heroine, the embroidery robber has been killed. Okay, now everyone goes back to each house to find his mother. Everyone go back and go to bed early!"
Seeing Song Qian turn around and leave lazily and freely, Xue Bing was startled, subconsciously imitating her posture and shrugged at Lu Xiaofeng.
"Little Chicken, I'm going back to sleep too. See you tomorrow."
Seeing Xue Bing leave, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and said luckily: "It was so dangerous, the boat almost capsized in the ditch."
Looking at Song Xuan, he said seriously: "Sir, I owe you another favor. It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I would definitely give my life to you!"
Song Xuan casually smashed the apple core in his hand onto his head, "I have a magic skill that I can practice as soon as I leave the palace. If you are interested, I can give it to you to learn."
Lu Xiaofeng felt a coldness on her crotch, and subconsciously tightened her legs, laughing awkwardly: "Haha, it's just a joke, sir, please don't take it seriously."
Song Xuan was too lazy to talk to him anymore and went directly into Jin Jiuling's study. After studying ink, he began to prepare to write a book.
Ye Gucheng, on the other hand, looked up and down Lu Xiaofeng curiously, his eyes looking a little strange.
"Lao Ye, what's in your eyes?"
Ye Gucheng chuckled lightly, tapped his toes on the ground, and disappeared into the night.
"One is more proud than the other!"
Lu Xiaofeng made a sound and walked towards the direction Xue Bing left.
So what if you are awesome? So what about pride?
I have a girl to sleep with, do you have any?
.....
In the early morning, the news that Jin Jiuling was an embroidery thief had spread throughout Wuyang City.
As Song Xuan said, you can doubt Xuan Yiwei's character, but you cannot doubt their professionalism.
Under the threat of death, Jin Jiuling's stolen items were searched out in half a night.
Now that we already know who the embroidery thief is, it is not that difficult to deduce the process of committing the crime and the location where the stolen goods are hidden.
Song Xuan wrote a note and ordered it to be sent to the imperial capital together with the testimonies of the other hundreds of households in Qianhusuo.
He didn't take this matter seriously, and he believed that the Imperial Capital wouldn't take it seriously either.
With Jin Jiuling dead, the Qianhu Office here was temporarily controlled by Song Xuan.
Based on last night's performance, Song Xuan temporarily appointed an agent Qianhu from among several hundred households, and he was temporarily responsible for handling the trivial affairs in the yamen.
The two guard flags who performed well last night left a deep impression on Song Xuan. They were promoted to three levels in a row and were directly promoted to deputy 100 households by him.
After sitting in the Yamen for three consecutive days and the Qianhu Office returned to normal again, Song Xuan got up and left, preparing to go shopping elsewhere.
Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and Xue Bing accompanied them on their farewell trip.
"Sir, after this case is finished, we should return to Yangzhou. Your Excellency, you really don't need us to follow you?"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Song Xuan expectantly. Compared with hanging around in the Yangzhou Qianhu Yamen, he still preferred to follow Mr. Song to travel in the rivers and lakes.
"Come find me again after the new year."
It is already late autumn and winter is about to begin.
Song Xuan estimated that the competition between the emperor and the officials in the court would basically come to an end before the end of the year. After the new year, he should have new appointments.
It's hard to say whether he will continue to serve in Mingzhou.
A few people were drinking and chatting about the martial arts in Mingzhou. Although Ye Gucheng didn't drink, he listened with interest to Lu Xiaofeng talking about interesting things about the martial arts while drinking tea.
Lu Xiaofeng has been wandering around the world all year round, making friends from all over the world, and knows countless secrets.
"It is said that we in Mingzhou have few masters. Apart from Master Sanfeng of Wudang, there are no famous masters in the world. In fact, this is purely a misunderstanding of our Mingzhou by other states."
Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "We had a lot of martial arts masters in Mingzhou in the past. Those older masters such as Shen Lang, Chu Liuxiang, Iron Brave God Hou Zhuwu, and there were also many masters in the Demon Sect. Decades ago He was also active in the arena."
"What happened next?" Song Qian was most interested in these affairs of the world, "Why are all the masters and masters gone?"
"Why else?"
Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the location of Wudang Mountain, "Ever since Wudang's Sanfeng master Jiazi Dangmo killed many martial arts masters in a row, the arena in Mingzhou has basically become a forbidden area for martial arts masters.
There was such a terrifying being pressing down on his head, making it uncomfortable for anyone else.
Therefore, decades ago, most of the remaining martial arts masters, except for a few who were ready to retire and wait for death at the end of their lives, took ships to other states. "
After taking another sip of wine, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Actually, this is also a good thing for us innate warriors in Mingzhou.
Although we lack martial arts masters here, it is a paradise for innate warriors. In terms of the quality of innate warriors, our Mingzhou is definitely at the forefront among the nine states.
For example, Lao Ye, to put it bluntly, even in other states, he is still a being who can walk sideways in the innate realm. "
