If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

The county magistrate stepped up his journey, barely stopping, in order to enter Chang'an Capital as soon as possible, so as to get rid of the group of masked people completely.

Chang'an is close to the capital, but it's just across a river.

Affected by the capital city, Chang'an is very lively all the time. The streets are crowded with people. Even at night, the streets are brightly lit, as if it has never been night.

Seeing that the county magistrate frowns, the man in black asked, "Didn't your lord always dislike Chang'an? Why did you go directly to the city?"

The county magistrate frowned even tighter, "It's not convenient for that group of people to follow behind all the time. Seeing that they have been reluctant to start, it should be that the leader has not arrived yet. But after entering the city, even if the leader arrives, they will Don't dare to make a fuss."

The man in black said anxiously: "But my lord, the one from Chang'an..."

The county magistrate supported his forehead, obviously he was also very concerned, he sighed and said, "Try to avoid it."

The man in black responded.

The letter received by the county magistrate mentioned the Shixianglou in Chang'an. Although it was expensive, it was praised for its exquisite dishes. However, the county magistrate was only under the guise of returning to Beijing this time. It is to go to Shixiang Tower.

Shixiang Building is located in the center of Chang'an Capital, and the surrounding streets are extremely prosperous places, and the people who come and go are naturally people with some backgrounds, even a young man in shabby clothes is hard to underestimate.

The county magistrate came to Shixiang Building with ease, and a man who looked like a guard came to meet him. He had a sword on his waist and was well dressed, but he bowed respectfully to the county magistrate. .

"Sir, this way please."

The county magistrate glanced at him, and the guards bowed their heads respectfully and pointed the way.

Is the magistrate walking in the front? The guards are half a body away from him. After all, his job is just to lead the way.The county magistrate walked to a private room and sat down.

The table was full of dishes, which looked like they had just been served and were still steaming, but they were all vegetarian.

I saw a table of dishes just now, and the county magistrate was a little pleased: "..."

The guard retreated, "My lord needs to wait for a while."

The man in black said displeasedly, "Why?"

The guard said flatly: "My lord came three days earlier than expected."

The man in black snorted, and the guards backed away seeing that they didn't intend to bother.

The county magistrate slowly poured himself a cup of tea, but he didn't move the dishes on the table, and he didn't even pick up the chopsticks.

The man in black walked up to the county magistrate who slept in the open, so he said, "My lord, can I go down and order two meat dishes?"

The county magistrate took a sip of tea slowly, and said lightly: "No, I'll wait here, you go down first."

The man in black said: "How can you let the adults wait alone?"

The county magistrate gave him a half-smile.

Although the guard said that he needed to wait for a while, the time in his mouth was too long. The teapot next to the county magistrate has changed the hot water five times, and the tea leaves are almost soaked, and the steaming vegetables were already cold. Thoroughly.

The lights are on.

The night in Chang'an City is as lively as daytime, and there is an endless stream of cars and horses. It is completely different from Ding'an County, which is usually quiet and lively only for a few days during the festival.

The county magistrate frowned and took a sip of his tea. He had been waiting for two hours, and his patience had been exhausted.

The man in black couldn't sit still, he had already walked downstairs three or four times.

The teacup in the county magistrate's hand was bottomed out again, he put down the teacup and got up.

The man in black said in astonishment: "My lord?"

"Walk."

The man in black followed suit.

Before the county magistrate took two steps, the paper window behind him was suddenly pushed open, gusts of cold wind blew in, and the county magistrate in sable fur felt a little cold.

The lord turned his head impatiently, and a figure came into view, with a luxurious robe, a jade pendant around his waist, a jade crown on his head, red face, white teeth, bright eyebrows, still young, the county magistrate looked at it, and thought An Le's figure actually flashed in front of her, but An Le's beauty is more free and easy, and the person in front of her is bright and dazzling.

However, it also has a beautiful and bright face, but it can be seen in two completely different moods.

The county magistrate coldly said to the visitor sitting at the window: "Say something quickly."

The visitor immediately looked aggrieved, his eyes seemed to be watery, "I haven't seen you for a long time, how did you become so heartless?"

The county magistrate snorted coldly: "Next time you come to taste the tea that has been steeped for four hours?"

The visitor seemed even more aggrieved, "Who knew you would arrive three days early?"

The county magistrate became more and more disdainful, and he didn't even bother to look at that person again, "Oh? Dare I ask if you really don't know or are you pretending not to know?"

"Of course I really don't know."

The county magistrate glanced at the cold dishes on the table, "When I first came, these dishes were still steaming."

The visitor was taken aback, obviously, he didn't consider this flaw, but there was no embarrassment on the visitor's face, he jumped off the window sill and closed the window.

"Let's not mention these for now..." The visitor looked at the man in black behind the magistrate.

The county magistrate then said, "Go out first."

The man in black was clearly displeased.

The county magistrate said again: "Calculate my account."

The man in black turned and left.

As soon as the man in black left, the atmosphere in the room changed.

The county magistrate looked coldly at the person in front of him, who came with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

The two sat down in silence, the visitor didn't intend to talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "You know the situation of the prince, right?"

The county magistrate held the teacup, "Half a month?"

The visitor said with a smile: "The news is really well-informed, but to be precise, it has been less than half a month, but the condition seems to have improved in the past two days."

The county magistrate said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me?"

The visitor smiled more presumptuously: "Do you really dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

The county magistrate's face was gloomy, and he sneered, "Isn't this what you are most concerned about?"

The visitor smiled and rolled his eyes, but the viciousness in his eyes was completely exposed.

"Naturally, he is concerned. He'd better last a little longer..."

The county magistrate drank tea in an orderly manner.

The visitor started to play with a chopstick, "But I want to ask, how do you feel about this?"

The county magistrate said: "What do you think about it?"

The face of the visitor was full of boredom, "You and I know each other very well, why bother pretending to be crazy?"

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows and put down the teacup, "Know each other well?"

Swah——

The sword on the waist of the county magistrate is out of its sheath!

The county magistrate raised his sword and pointed at the neck of the visitor, "Then do you know that I want to kill you?"

The visitor showed no fear, "You dare not kill me."

With such a firm answer, the magistrate's sword drew closer.

The visitor kept smiling and repeated, "You dare not kill me."

The county magistrate's sword pierced through, dripping drops of blood.

After that, the county magistrate stopped.

The visitor was right, he couldn't kill him.

——Not yet.

The county magistrate returned the sword to its sheath, and the visitor touched his neck.

The county magistrate sat back in his original seat. He closed his eyes, but his heart was full of overwhelming anger. He wanted to leave immediately with his sleeves thrown up, and he didn't want to look at the face of the person in front of him again!

The visitor naturally knew what the county magistrate was thinking. After all, he never wanted to hide it, and clearly expressed his dislike for him on his face.

However, the next sentence of the visitor made the county magistrate dispel the idea of ​​leaving.

The visitor said: "The Prime Minister on the right has moved."

The magistrate slowly opened his eyes.

The visitor continued: "He wants to inquire about a person—"

The visitor paused, the magistrate knew that he was waiting for him to ask him who this person was, but the magistrate did not intend to follow the visitor's plan.

The visitor was really disappointed, and took it by himself, "You should also know this person—Poem Ghost Baili."

The county magistrate frowned slightly.

In fact, when An Le and An Le visited the poet ghost, he felt something was wrong. The letter from An Le was strange, the poet ghost's whereabouts appeared abruptly, and their conversation was also very strange. He always thought it was Anle's well-arranged game, but he still couldn't figure out Anle's ultimate goal.

Even with a knife on her neck, An Le never said much information.

However, this incident seems to lead to more useful information. Since the Prime Minister is looking for Shi Gui, it has been verified that there are some important things hidden in Shi Gui's arms. It's the right choice after all.

The only problem is-

"Where is Poetry Ghost?"

The county magistrate knows where Shi Gui lives in seclusion, but he must not act rashly. The person in front of him always makes him feel like facing An Le, with a bright face, a sly smile, and an unfathomable purpose. His lord has been in touch with An Le Experience told him that a little breeze can surprise a huge wave.

But now he is not facing An Le, the visitor is far more sinister than An Le, he was bitten by an accident back then, now it is a lie to say that he has no fear.

Anle...

How would An Le respond?

Two equally cunning people should be able to play this game longer.

The county magistrate is cautious in the face of unknown chess moves. He calmly sipped his tea and let it cool down.

"I don't know."