At midnight, the Purple Orchid Pavilion is still so noisy, but the singing, dancing, drinks and dishes in the Purple Orchid Pavilion have been temporarily stopped because it is the time for the singers and maids to take turns.
It is impossible for the singers and maids to entertain the whole night as enthusiastically as these men. They also work in two shifts, responsible for the first half of the night and the second half of the night.
Hong Yu, who was wearing a light green dress, returned to her room with a face full of exhaustion. She was about to take off her dress and rest, but when she saw the empty bed opposite her, she couldn't help but pat her snow-white bed with her bare hands. Smooth forehead.
"I'm really exhausted. Why did I forget to promise Sister Nongyu to take care of the lyre for her tonight?"
Muttering to herself, Hong Yu rubbed her somewhat disheveled hair, took a piece of brocade, and gently wiped the strings.
Maintenance of lyre strings is the easiest, as long as they are protected from moisture and sun. Just wipe them with clean brocade every half a month. However, the piano body was a little more troublesome. Hong Yu dipped a piece of dry cloth into some pine oil and applied it on the piano body to prevent the piano body from cracking.
Hong Yu applied it carefully. As a good sister who slept with Nong Yu, she naturally had to meticulously maintain her most cherished lyre for her frightened sister.
However, she was so serious and immersed that she didn't notice an evil gaze staring at her. After wiping Nongyu's lyre, Hongyu straightened her arms and stretched, her beautiful curves stretching with her movements.
Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered, and a strange wind suddenly pushed open the window, blowing out the flickering candlelight.
Hong Yu looked at the window in horror. She stuck her head out and looked around, but she didn't find anything strange. She just thought it was a gust of wind. But when she closed the window and turned around to rest, she saw half of an ugly face.
Panic suddenly appeared on Hong Yu's pretty face, but she had no chance to scream.
A flash of sword light flashed, and Hong Yu fell to the ground. A line of blood spread from her throat, flat and smooth, cutting off her vocal cords and cutting across the lyre in her arms.
Hong Yu tried her best to open her eyes, which were beginning to close a little bit, trying to see clearly who wanted to kill a little maid of hers, but she only saw half of the eagle-beak mask and completely lost focus.
The next day, news of the murder in Zilanxuan spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys of Xinzheng. For a while, it aroused the indignation of many people, and many dignitaries asked Han Fei, who was the secretariat, to investigate the case.
Han Fei stared at the bamboo slips piled on his desk with sleepy eyes, feeling a little confused.
He was assassinated when he returned home last night. If it hadn't been for a mysterious man's rescue and Wei Zhuang's help, he might have died. Just as Wei Zhuang was about to send him home, he received news from Zilanxuan's servant that a murder had occurred in Zilanxuan.
Exhausted and still in shock, he followed Wei Zhuang back to Zilanxuan and investigated the scene. It wasn't until dawn that he took a nap in Zilanxuan's guest room for two hours.
As a result, as soon as he returned to the Sikou Mansion Office, he saw the bamboo slip requesting him to investigate the case thoroughly as soon as possible.
If he hadn't been sure that Hong Yu was just an ordinary maid, he would have doubted whether Hong Yu was the illegitimate daughter of some powerful person, and she actually attracted the attention of so many powerful people.
However, as a veteran of debauchery, he naturally understands the true thoughts of these powerful people.
Hong Yu, in their eyes, was just a maid, she was nothing. Even if Nong Yu died, they would just sigh with emotion at the murderer's ruthless hand and lament that there would never be such a piano master in Korea again, and they would forget Zi in just three days. Lanxuan once had a girl named Nongyu.
After all, they are just thinking about their own safety.
Although there is no powerful background behind Zilanxuan, the mysterious proprietress Zinu has run it into the number one song and dance studio in Korea. Countless powerful people who have thought about getting involved in Zilanxuan will eventually withdraw their greedy money in despair. Hands, and this is one of the reasons why other dignitaries choose Zilanxuan.
The Purple Orchid Pavilion has strong power, but it is self-operated by the people. It maintains almost absolute neutrality towards all forces in the court, so they can freely listen to songs, enjoy dancing, and linger on the cups in the Purple Orchid Pavilion. There is no need to worry about safety issues or the impeachment of the imperial censor between the knees of a beautiful woman.
No matter how the various forces fight outside, they will maintain peace in Zilanxuan and will never bring conflicts to the only "promised land" in Xinzheng City.
Of course, they didn't know that this absolutely neutral place in their eyes had become a base camp for the fight against Ji Wuye. They only knew that someone was not following the rules, destroying the peace here, openly killing people in Zilanxuan, and threatening their lives.
This is why they are so excited!
As soon as Han Fei finished reading the bamboo slip, a judge from Sikou Mansion came to report it.
"Lord Sikou, Zuo Sima Liu Yi was assassinated on his way back home last night!"
Han Fei's original sleepiness immediately dissipated, and he suddenly realized that maybe the assassination case in Zilanxuan last night was not so simple, but that there was an invisible hand playing with the strange situation.
Xinzheng, Zuo Sima Mansion
A famous guard in red clothes and black armor holding a long sword and a shield surrounded the luxurious Zuo Sima Mansion. Standing on the wall of the courtyard was a famous Korean soldier holding a crossbow. Even one flew towards Zuo Sima. The little birds in the mansion will be mercilessly penetrated by sharp arrows and unable to enter Zuo Sima's mansion.
In the hall, Liu Yi was naked from the waist up. A hideous wound stretched diagonally from his right chest to his left abdomen. The wound was extremely deep, which showed the ruthlessness of the person who made the wound.
Liu Yi picked up the wine bottle on the table and drank a sip of strong wine.
"Damn it! I'm so angry!"
Liu Yi, who drank strong alcohol, became more and more angry as he thought about it. He slammed the wine bottle on the table. Two of the legs of the three-legged bronze wine bottle were broken off, and the nanmu table in front of him was also smashed.
"General, don't get angry, otherwise the wound will burst!"
A military doctor used cotton cloth to wipe away the blood seeping from Liu Yi's wound and persuaded him.
Liu Yi looked at the military doctor with fierce eyes, grabbed the military doctor's collar, and lifted him up.
"General! General!" The military doctor struggled, his feet shaking wildly, with a look of horror on his face.
Boom!
The hand holding the military doctor's collar loosened, and the military doctor fell to the ground. But he didn't dare to complain. Instead, he thanked Liu Yi repeatedly for his kindness and helped him apply the powder and put on a new bandage.
Liu Yi looked at the medic's trembling movements with an expressionless face. He didn't want to kill the medic, but he was really blinded by anger.
He never thought that someone would dare to assassinate him, the Korean Zuo Sima, Ji Wuye's confidant, in Xinzheng City!
Last night, Liu Yi, who was drunk and had his sleeping hole stabbed by Zi Nu, left Zi Lan Xuan with the help of his guards. He was unconscious and just about to get on the carriage when a sharp long sword cut him open. The throats of the two guards beside him were slashed at him with their sharp swords.
Although Liu Yi's military exploits were limited, he was still a confidant whom Ji Wuye valued, and he was not only good at intrigues, but also had some real abilities.
The immediate crisis dispelled his drunkenness in an instant, and the sense of crisis cultivated in the war for many years made him lean back subconsciously.
This subconscious action saved his life.
The sharp sword that should have cut him diagonally into two pieces only cut through his flesh, leaving a deep wound.
Then, the seriously injured Liu Yi was carried into a carriage by his guards and sent back to Zuo Sima Mansion. Liu Yi's confidants also immediately summoned the army under Liu Yi's command outside the city, and with Ji Wuye's approval, mobilized heavy troops into the city to protect Liu Yi's safety.
Speaking of which, he still has one person to thank for his survival.
If Zhang Ji hadn't recently reminded him that Xinzheng City seemed to be uneasy and asked him to take his personal guards out, he might not have been able to survive the assassin's hands.
At that time, the assassin whose face was covered was unable to make a single blow, and he originally planned to make up for it with a sword. But because the personal guards he brought with him were holding sharp swords and desperately intercepting him, they delayed the arrival of the city defense troops holding Changge. Facing so many city defense troops, the assassin gave Liu Yi a hateful look and chose to retreat.
Liu Yi was grateful to Zhang Ji in his heart, when suddenly Han soldiers from outside the house came in to report that Zhang Ji had come to visit him with a cart of precious medicinal materials.
Hearing this, Liu Yi couldn't help but be a little moved.
The news of his assassination should have just spread out, but Zhang Ji immediately came to visit. This is really...
"Zhang Ji, you are really my good brother!"
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PS1: The subordinate officers of Sikou are called "Xingguan", including Xiao Sikou and Zhongdafu. There are four judges and senior officials. Among the rural scholars, there were eight sergeants and six out of ten sergeants. Brigade, there are two corporals in the 30s, 6 in the government, 2 in the 10s, 2 in the 100s, and 20 disciples. Suishi, there are two out of ten sergeants, two out of ten masters and historians, two out of ten assistants, and twenty out of ten apprentices.
PS2: The update is late, but I am also helpless...
I must be infected... The client I talked to yesterday was positive today, and then the chairman of the company was also positive. Many leaders present yesterday were also positive... Then in the afternoon, I suddenly felt dizzy and weak in my limbs. When I got home at night, I immediately I had a single-tube nucleic acid test done, but the results haven’t come out yet. But now my muscles are sore, and it’s getting more and more difficult to type on the keyboard... This series of symptoms seems to be the symptoms of the early stage of infection...
For the next updates, I will try my best to keep updating 5,000 times a day, but I can’t say for sure. After all, no one knows whether I am really infected or how severe my symptoms will be after infection. I hope everyone can Please understand the author's difficulty...
