Wu Gen woke up to the sound of birds chirping, touched the broken knife beside him, then lazily lay back on the bed. Jiang Qian has been resting in this place for half a month. Although his physical injuries are not healed, they are no longer serious.
The servant's voice came from outside the door: "Sir, breakfast is as usual."
"As usual." Wu Gen agreed, and after a burst of rustling outside the door, silence returned. Wu Gen lazily got up, opened the door, took out the breakfast placed in front of the door, placed it in front of the table by the window, and sat alone in front of the window eating slowly.
Wu Gen ate very slowly and carefully, not even a trace of leftovers being left behind. Outside the window, the mountain flowers are blooming, the orioles are chirping, and the weather is beautiful. This property is safe and quiet, with almost no one visiting.
After breakfast, Wu Gen picked up the mirror on the table and stared at himself in the mirror. The face of the person in the mirror is a little pale and looks the same as before. If you look closely, you will find that there are occasional black waves deep in the eyes.
Putting down the mirror, Wu Gen walked out of the house and quietly sharpened his knife under the pear tree in the yard. Seeing that there was only a thin strip of whetstone left in front of him, Wu Gen called to the servant who was coming out after cleaning the house, "No need to prepare lunch, I will leave later."
The servant was not surprised, nor did he stop. He just nodded silently and went about his business.
After meeting Jiang Qian a few days ago, I learned that Jiang Ji's Car Shop is the largest stronghold of Modao Sect in Fuli City. The advantage of being a car dealer is that everyone in the city, whether they are dignitaries or peddlers, rent or buy, expensive or cheap, will use the cars from the car dealer. Moreover, if the other party cannot find a good driver at the moment, Jiang Ji Car Dealer will thoughtfully provide one.
These cart drivers walking in the streets and alleys, entering and exiting the wealthy houses, have naturally become a force for spying on information. From hairpins to ordinary people, even if a certain family loses a few chickens, they cannot escape from these cart drivers. ear.
With such a huge underground force walking in the city, these ordinary-looking coachmen penetrated into every corner of Fuli City like tentacles.
As for the man he saw meeting Lao Qitou that day, Jiang Qian revealed that he was also a member of the Grinding Sect. It's just that this person belongs to a single line in the door and belongs directly to another person. On weekdays, he only has one-way contact with Lao Qitou.
According to the rules of the sect, Lao Qitou, as the local stronghold of the Modao Sect, has the responsibility to help each single line, but he cannot inquire about his whereabouts without authorization, otherwise it will be a taboo. After all, each single line may have its own independent mission.
Jiang Qian had helped this person several times in the past. If Wu Gen was in need in the city, he would help him with his token.
Wu Gen asked intentionally or unintentionally what price he should pay for asking him to take action. Jiang Qian just smiled and did not answer, saying bluntly that according to the rules of the sect, if someone like Wu Gen asked the Mo Dao Sect for help, he would be recorded in a note, and when he was needed to complete certain tasks, the sect would tell him.
Wu Gen entrusted Rong Kui's affairs to Jiang Qian, but Mo Dao Men was very efficient in handling matters. A few days ago, his servant had told him that Rong Kui had been brought back to the mansion by the eldest princess and had not been able to go to court for many days. It was said that The body is seriously ill and needs to rest for a long time.
As for how the other party did all this, Wu Gen didn't want to know. The next step is to break up the alliance between Rong Kui, Zhao Ling and Zhao Linge. Jiang Qian once advised him not to kill these nobles as a last resort, unless Wu Gen was ready to flee Zhao and be wanted by various countries.
At Zhao Ling's place, Mo Dao Sect has also prepared some things, and Wu Gen can activate them at any time if he wishes.
Wu Gen also wanted to ask Modaomen to secretly send someone to protect Zhu Qianhua's safety, but the other party was a little embarrassed. After all, it was much more difficult to infiltrate a big spiritual sect than to walk among the common people. With the power of the Mo Dao Sect here, I'm afraid it's still not enough.
Wu Gen suddenly remembered that Zhao Zhen knew Yi San, so he mentioned his name casually. Hearing Yisan's name, Jiang Qian was silent for a long time, and finally agreed to use a secret weapon to protect Zhu Qianhua in the door.
Walking on the road to Fuli City, Wu Gen looked calm. There was no ambush this time, and the journey was uneventful. Touching the tailbone at his waist, Wu Gen entered the city.
When I returned to Zhu Buzhan's home, he had not returned yet. Wu Gen found Lao Qitou who was having a drink and sat in front of him. "Lao Qi, when will you meet that person next time?"
Lao Qitou glanced at Wu Gen strangely, and after a moment of silence he said, "Three days later, at the same place."
Wu Gen turned around and went out, not returning to the inn where he used to live, but preparing to find a resting place in the north of the city, where it would be closer to Zhao Linge and the others.
While walking on the street, Wu Gen bumped into Zhao Yuzheng head-on. Seeing Wu Gen, the son of the prince showed joy and quickly jumped out of the car, "Wu Gen, how dare you walk down the street so arrogantly? I heard that you were injured a few days ago. Let's go. , come to my house and enter the palace, some people still want to have some dignity, and will not send people in without authorization to assassinate me."
Wu Geng was about to refuse, but suddenly his mind moved, "Is it convenient?"
"Of course it is convenient. Mr. Zhu is actually very worried about your safety. He has also sought out his father, hoping to protect you, and his father naturally agreed." Zhao Yuzheng replied hastily. He usually has nothing to do in the house. He had very few playmates to worry about, so if he could drag Wu Gen into his house, he might be able to learn the unique skill of stopping in the air.
"Your father is not afraid of Zhao Linge's jealousy." In the carriage, Wu Gen sat cross-legged and looked at Zhao Yuzheng with a smile.
Zhao Yuzheng curled his lips and said, "Why should my father be afraid of their jealousy? The only one who can make my father afraid is the emperor. As long as they don't ascend to the throne, they are just ordinary princes. It's hard to say whether they can die a good death."
Wu Gen couldn't help but laugh and felt better, "You are very venomous, and you are not afraid that your cousins will deal with you."
Zhao Yuzheng sighed, opened the curtains a little, and looked out the window with his chin on one hand, "Being born in the royal family, there is no brotherhood at all. They are cheating and scheming all day long, and they are good people who do no harm to others." . What the Second Emperor Brother did this time was indeed a bit too much, so my father is also a little dissatisfied and is planning to write a memorial to the Emperor on another day."
The two of them talked all the way to the palace and entered the palace through the side door. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a man hurriedly walking out with his head lowered. He looked up and saw Wu Gen with a surprised look on his face. He saluted Zhao Yuzheng and left the door.
"Qin Guan is a guest in your house. I think he is very filial to you." Wu Gen glanced at Qin Guan's back and sneered.
"No, he came here on his own initiative. He wanted to curry favor with his father and get a good job in the capital. It's just that his talent was sparse and his father didn't like him very much. He just wanted to do it for his father's sake. ." Hearing the teasing in Wu Gen's words, Zhao Yuzheng explained helplessly.
"Speaking of Wu Gen, when I meet you this time, I always feel that you have changed a lot. How can I put it, your temperament is a little colder, giving me a dangerous feeling." Zhao Yuzheng gestured back and forth with his hands, describing his own Feel.
"Is there any?" Wu Gen turned his head to the car window. One side of his face was as bright as spring, but the other side was dark and gloomy.
"Yes, maybe something happened recently, but I still like you that day by the river, the sunshine but also a bit rogue, the darkness but also the kindness.
By the way, sir, let me meet you and tell you, don’t lose hope in this world. After all, the sun will rise every day and the shadows will always dissipate. "Zhao Yuzheng opened the curtains to let in more sunlight.
"Yes, but darkness will always come." Wu Gen replied absentmindedly, his hand falling on his waist and touching a sachet, which was given by Zhu Qianhua when he was at Guiyuanzong, "I will not be trapped in Among them, it won't happen." He murmured in his mouth, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was making a promise to someone.
The car drove into a side courtyard, and Zhao Yuzheng jumped out of the carriage, "This is a vacant yard at home. You can rest assured that anyone who needs it will be brought to you. Since you have spoken, sir, you can Don’t worry, if anyone dares to resort to any means, they will have to pass the test of the father.”
Walking to the front of the building, Wu Gen looked at the small building with carved beams and painted beams. He suddenly turned his head and asked again worriedly, "If I live here, some grudges may be implicated in the palace."
"Don't worry, my family's surname is also Zhao. Some people are not so presumptuous. After all, the current emperor is not that easy to fool." Zhao Yuzheng waved his hand indifferently.
After pondering for a moment, Wu Gen gently patted Zhao Yuzheng's shoulder and said, "Thank you." He stayed in the palace, which also meant that the palace had taken over his responsibility. Although it is not clear why the other party takes such good care of me, the affection is still important.
After staying in the palace for three days, Wu Gen stayed in the courtyard in a well-behaved manner every day, without even taking a step out of the door. Someone would bring him three meals a day. Sometimes, Zhao Yuzheng would come over and ask Wu Gen for some tips on how to practice the Yi Jing.
Three days later, Wu Gen walked out of the palace alone. After walking a few streets, he found no one following him. He plunged into the intricate streets and alleys of Fuli City and ran towards the ruined temple.
When they arrived at the ruined temple, no one was around. It seemed that Lao Qitou and the person he was meeting had not arrived yet. Wu Gen walked into the temple. The statues inside were long gone. Even the altar table had been taken away by someone unknown. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground.
With a slight leap, Wu Gen jumped onto the beam in the room and lurked quietly.
After a long time, the sound of a carriage sounded, and through the hole in the roof, it could be seen that Lao Qi was rushing over. After stopping the car, he kept looking around, obviously feeling a little uneasy.
In less than a stick of incense, another carriage drove over, and a person jumped out of the car. It was the person who contacted him last time, and he was still followed by two guards.
"Old Qi, but what's going on at Zhu Buzhan's place? You should keep an eye on it these two days. It might be a bit rough recently." The contact person handed over a cloth bag in a familiar manner. When he opened it, he found some broken silver.
"I have something to tell you." After taking a look at the two guards behind him, Lao Qitou said, "Otherwise we will enter the temple."
"Okay, you have never entered the temple in the past." The contactor laughed, gave instructions to the two guards, and followed Lao Qi into the temple gate.
After entering the temple, the contact person looked at the dust on the ground. There was nothing unusual except for some mouse droppings, so he walked in with confidence.
"Tell me, what new information do you have, you..." The contact person was just halfway through speaking when a breeze blew behind him and a hand was placed on his throat.
"Don't scream, Jiang Qian asked me to find you." Wu Gen whispered.
