Song Ze walked out of the study, taking no one with him, and hurriedly left the mansion through the side door with a lantern in hand.
He did not go to the Yamen, nor did he go to the Xiangjun outside the city.
The former is because it is of no use, and those government officials are definitely no match for martial arts masters, while the latter is because it is troublesome to transfer. He is the boss and has no authority, and there is no suitable reason.
That his nephew was being hunted down by a master? This kind of thing cannot be solved by the local army.
So there weren't many choices left for Song Ze.
Fortunately, he still has a trump card.
In the officialdom of the Chen Dynasty, most of the civil and military officials had their backers in the martial arts world. Behind those court officials were basically various famous sects, and behind local officials were mostly local small and medium-sized gangs.
But Song Ze is an outlier among them. He is one of the few officials who does not have a deep relationship with any martial arts force in the city.
However, his position has remained stable over the years.
In addition to his own strong ability and excellent political skills, he was also inseparable from the money provided by Song Zhongwen, his nephew, and the help of the group of people he supported.
This was also an important reason why he wanted to protect Song Zhongwen.
But these low-ranking little characters can only solve some small daily problems for Song Ze. When he encounters real troubles, he can only hire someone else.
And this Gao Ming lived in the humble house in front of him.
Song Ze first looked around. It was still dark and there were no pedestrians on the street. Naturally, no one noticed that Lord Bo was standing here wearing only a single coat.
So Song Ze then knocked on the door five times as agreed, three long and two short.
After a moment, the door opened back through a gap, and one eye looked through the gap at Song Ze outside the door. Then the owner of that eye said in an uncomfortable and sharp voice, "Master Song is here again? And... It’s still late at night...it seems like things will be very difficult this time, giggling.”
Song Ze, on the other hand, had already become accustomed to the strange situation and just said, "Song did encounter an emergency and asked Mr. Liumei to help."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another voice coming from inside the room, "A Yun is not going to tease Mr. Song anymore, please let Mr. Song in quickly."
Unlike the girl named Ayun, this man's voice sounded gentle and warm, making people feel like a spring breeze, with comfort in every pore.
The girl named Ayun giggled a few more times after hearing this, took a step back, and opened the door.
"Thank you, Miss Ayun." Although Song Ze was the boss, he did not dare to show any official authority in front of this house.
"Master is in the dormitory." Ayun didn't embarrass him anymore, reminded him and walked away.
And Song Ze also waited until the door opened and realized that the girl was actually wearing nothing, just standing under the moonlight as if no one else was around.
Song Ze didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly lowered his head and walked quickly into the bedroom.
I saw a man about forty years old lying on the couch with his chest open and wearing underwear, looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "Master Song, why are you so panicked?"
"Mr. Liumei." Song Ze bowed first and then continued, "I have a nephew, his name is Song Zhongwen."
"I know him," Mr. Liumei nodded, "he is a good kid."
"Alas, just tonight he caused a big disaster, poisoning a martial arts master for a woman." Song Ze sighed.
"To turn one's head into a beauty in anger is the favorite of young men. This can be regarded as an elegant thing," Mr. Liumei smiled, "Why should Mr. Song be harsh?"
"The key is that his plan was discovered by others, and now they are hunting him. He has been frightened to the point of being helpless. He can only come to me to cry and beg me to save him."
"Oh, this is interesting." The smile on Mr. Liumei's face did not change.
"Song...please ask Mr. Liumei to help." Song Ze gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to offer 7,000 taels of silver afterwards."
"Master Song is very generous. You can buy me a shot for seven thousand taels of silver," Mr. Liumei said. But then the conversation suddenly changed, "Unfortunately, I can't take on this job."
"Mr. Liumei..." Song Ze was anxious.
"I'm not targeting you or your nephew, but you should know better than anyone how sensitive my identity is," Mr. Liumei looked into Song Ze's eyes.
"Once you are exposed, you will be targeted by the guys from the Imperial City Division and Zhengdao. You asked me to take action before, and you gave me plenty of time, ranging from three to four months, to a week or two.
"I can send Ayun to investigate first, and I can make sufficient preparations on my side, and the ending can be done cleanly, but this time... you asked me to take action immediately." Mr. Liumei shook his head. , "Too hasty."
"Mr. once said that he is invincible even if he is a first-class person. The man surnamed Lu is not yet twenty years old and cannot reach the first-class level anyway. He must not be a match for him. But at this time, it is still dark and it is not possible for him to kill him." It will not be seen by others, and as for the subsequent matters, Song will handle it for Mr. Song." Song Ze advised again.
However, Mr. Liumei remained unmoved and even yawned, obviously intending to see off the guests. Seeing this, Song Ze had to resort to the last resort.
"Now I have some clues about the things that sir asked me to investigate before."
"Oh?" After hearing this, Mr. Liumei finally opened his eyes again and stared at Song Ze, "Tell me."
"I sent people to Qizhou to find the place where the man was buried, but there was... nothing in the coffin."
"Are there any signs of robbery in the tomb?"
"There are no robber holes around."
"So... he really faked his death," Mr. Liumei murmured, "I would say with his martial arts skills, how many people in the world can kill him."
"Besides that, I also found some other things."
"What?"
"Si Tianjian...may be related to this matter."
"Si Tianjian? Are you sure you are not the Imperial City Secretary?" Mr. Liumei frowned, "Isn't Si Tianjian just an official office that observes astronomical phenomena and formulates calendars? Why is it involved in the disputes between rivers and lakes?"
Song Ze did not answer this time, but fell into rare silence.
A trace of murderous intent appeared in Mr. Liumei's eyes, but it gradually disappeared after a moment, "That's it, I will help your uncle and nephew get through this disaster. I just hope your answer will not disappoint me."
"Mr. Xie Liumei acted righteously." Song Ze was overjoyed. For just a short moment, he felt like he was walking in front of the gate of hell. If he delayed it for a little longer, even with his strength and will, he would have to die. I can't hold it any longer.
On the other side, since Mr. Liumei agreed to Song Ze, he stopped delaying and called Ayun to dress him up and took down a jade flute from the wall.
He told me, "Warm a bottle of wine for me, and I will come back as soon as I am my master."
After saying that, his figure disappeared from the courtyard.
