Assassin A

Everyone else is celebrating the New Year happily, but everyone in Xuanji Camp can't relax.

The day of rest and bathing on New Year's Day is the time when these officials visit each other.There may be many taboos on weekdays, but now it is possible to openly.

Fifteen was lurking at Cen Shilang's house as usual, so bored that he almost wanted to yawn.

The servant's family is much simpler than other officials, and the New Year's goods hoarded in the warehouse are no different from ordinary people's homes.Nothing more than pickled cabbage, sour cowpea, bacon, fresh meat, as well as candied haws and sesame candies for the children in Fuchu.

On the fifteenth day, I thought of the New Year's goods in Prince Geng's Mansion. There were only boxes of all kinds of mountain delicacies and dried seafood as high as a person, and there were countless other delicate ingredients.

The adults are very interesting. These good things are never eaten directly, but are used to make thick soup, stewed cabbage and stewed tofu.He could always see the servant who passed the dishes carefully holding the stew pot. Once, out of curiosity, he took a peek and found a heart of cabbage in the golden thick soup.

It was already dark, and the visiting guests had left long ago, but Shiwu had to keep watch until the servant took off his shoes and went to bed, then his work was over.

After eating the dry food, I went to the back kitchen to secretly drink a bowl of cold water. The water in winter is really cold.

Shi Lang's family chatted happily around the fire at night, and Shiwu was very envious.

The eldest son of the Cen family is already thirteen or fourteen years old, his voice is clear and pleasant, and he looks gentle and handsome. It is estimated that he will inherit his father's mantle and embark on an official career in the future.The other children were too young to see anything, but Shiwu liked the youngest of the Cen family very much.He was still held in the arms of the nanny, looking around two years old, wearing a tiger head hat, wearing a festive red dress, and his face was pink and very cute.

Listening carefully to the few words that come with the wind, is this the feeling of home?

Suddenly, his ears moved, and Shiwu turned over lightly and jumped, hiding behind a clump of withered roses.

A young man came to report in a hurry, and Fan Langzhong from the Ministry of Industry came to visit.

Cen Shilang hastily changed his clothes and rushed to the front hall. Fifteen days earlier, he sneaked past without anyone noticing.

Fan Langzhong from the Ministry of Industry had already been here during the day and didn't see anything unusual, but he came again at night?You must pay more attention to it.

After listening for a while, the two adults were just chatting about the official affairs of the Ministry.The expressions of the two of them could not be seen in the hidden place of the fifteenth place, but one of the abilities of the people in the Xuanji camp is to distinguish voices.

Sure enough, after a while, Fifteen heard the clues.When the visiting Fan Lang mentioned a "Brother He Qun", Cen Shilang's voice changed slightly, and he was a little more nervous than his usual calm.

Cranes?

Fifteen squinted his eyes. He must have heard this name before. Where is it?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared!Song Hequn in Fengzhou, the job he did for Chuyi on the way back to Beijing, and the scapegoat he found later in his thirties shouted this name when he was assassinated.

Thinking of this level, Shiwu immediately adjusted his posture and carefully observed the expressions and movements of the two from the gap.These officials sometimes make good use of gestures or writing with their fingers dipped in water when they talk about secrets.

Looking at it, he saw that Cen Shilang was looking bad, and he was giving the visitor a wink.

Fan Langzhong was taken aback: "You mean, Xuanji Camp..."

The servant hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Come, drink tea, this is a good autumn tea from the south. One of my disciples is now serving as a tea secretary. When he returned to Beijing, he sent two packs. , take a bag with you when you leave."

As he spoke, he dipped his two fingers in a little tea and quickly wrote a few words on the table.

[Is there anything you can bring? 】

Fifteen Yu smiled secretly, no matter how cunning you officials are, my adults have long been on guard against this trick of yours.

Everyone in the Xuanji camp can basically distinguish characters by sight, especially lip language.Hmph, just let yourself be smart.

That Fan Langzhong was also on the road, and he really said: "This tea has a mild aroma, I like it, but I can't win people's love. Who doesn't know that brother Cen loves autumn tea the most?"

But the finger wrote on the table: [delivered to the servant]

At this point, Shiwu retracted and didn't need to look any further.Since you are an egg with a seam, don't blame me for being rude.The Minister's Mansion is indeed not as peaceful as it appears on the surface!

In the past few days, I have been wondering why Mr. Li wants to monitor this official, but now it seems that Mr. Li is wise.

Maybe it's because he finished talking about his own affairs, Cen Shilang relaxed his vigilance, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that there are young scholars in Fengzhou who jointly signed a letter to petition for the perpetrator, exposing Song Henian's corruption and fraud. What does Master say about this matter?" ?”

There was a little fear in Fan Langzhong's voice: "Master didn't say anything directly, but when I left, he said something, the person is already dead, so it's okay to take care of the living."

Fifteen frowned when he heard this, but Cen Shilang said: "Master understands righteousness, and has always understood the choice."

The latter two didn't continue this topic, and they talked about some homely things before breaking up.

Fifteen and others went to the house and hid for a while before quietly leaving the hiding place.But he was not in a hurry to go back to the camp, instead he hid in the warehouse of the Minister's Mansion for more than an hour, and only came out again when the dogs at the door were asleep in the dead of night.

He remembered that there was a dry well in the backyard.

I have been lurking in the Shi Lang's mansion for more than ten consecutive days, and I have already touched every room and every cabinet thoroughly.

If Cen Shilang wanted to hide something, such as gold and silver treasures, the dry well next to the firewood house in the backyard and the open space around which no flowers and trees were planted were the only places.

There is a new moon in the sky.

Fifteen stood by the dry well and listened carefully to the movement around him.After a while, I took out a long oil-paper twister from my arms, lit it and hung the twister down the well, watching the flames in the well while paying attention to the surroundings.

When I went down to more than Zhang, I suddenly saw the flames crooked.

really!

Fifteen quickly retracted the paper twister and extinguished it, and then carefully searched the open space beside the well.He lay down on the ground and tapped lightly with the handle of the dagger, and finally made a strange sound five steps away from the well.

Leaping up lightly, I brought a large bamboo broom from the woodshed to sweep the yard and gently swept away the footprints and chiseled dents in the open space, and then took a little dry grass and sprinkled it on the ground.

After all the pretense was done, he left.

The new moon remains.

When the servants who got up early the next day came to the backyard to fetch firewood, no one could see anything unusual about the open space.

That night, Fifteen, who returned to the palace, simply cleaned and tidied up and went back to Master Li immediately.

Being led into the room by the uncle in charge, it was still cold outside and spring inside, and this time it was hard to hide the spring.

How could the thin groans escape Shiwu's ears, as well as the panting that made people blush and heartbeat, he refused to let go: "My lord~~ don't leave, you see Hui'er is like this, who doesn't open his eyes Now back and forth on errands! My lord~~wang..."

"Snapped!"

Jiao Didi's call was interrupted by a crisp voice.Fifteen is in a panic for this unlucky guy, he must have been slapped, right?Sigh~ Master Li has always been serious in his actions, this young man's tender tofu face must have left five fingerprints.

He only heard the adult's deep voice with a smile: "Hui'er, good boy, I'll come as soon as I go. Please wait for me, don't make trouble."

"Yes, Huier no, no trouble, vomit..."

Got choked again?Fifteen helplessly raised his eyebrows slightly.

When the steward saw that the prince had come out, he respectfully bowed and took his leave.

Fifteen knelt down on one knee, "Excuse me, sir, take a rest."

A pair of bare feet stopped on the thick carpet in front of him. Judging from the corner of his clothes, Mr. Li was only wearing a thin silk dress at the moment.

"Come with me."

Fifteen stood up and followed Li Zan to another room.The furnishings in the house are simple, and it seems to be a place for adults to read and rest on weekdays.

"You don't need to kneel, just stand and answer."

"Yes!"

Just as I was about to speak, I listened to the adult's order: "Look up, look at me and speak."

Fifteen was baffled, but he could only follow the instructions, standing upright opposite Li Zan, and returned the information obtained from the investigation in every detail.

Li Zan sat behind the desk and listened quietly, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on his lips: "Cen Xiangnong! Is there a day when you, an old fox, will fall into my hands?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Shiwu with scorching eyes: "You've done a good job!" He raised his head and laughed, but his laughter was colder than the north wind outside the house.

Fifteen is more afraid of anything and more will come.

The last time he heard Mr. Li laughed like that, Mr. Xu from the Ministry of Officials was exiled to the frontier. He heard that dozens of officials were brought out together.

But they also deserve it. My lord has always dealt with such corrupt officials very harshly.Your Excellency said it well, if this kind of moth is to be kept in the country, if things go on like this, the country will not be a country.

Although the adults used extraordinary means to secretly dispatch corrupt officials to protect the family and the country, Shiwu was still very afraid of his laughter and his vigorous methods.

Suddenly he thought of Cen Shilang's little son, that round-faced child.

Fortunately, the adults have always been quite generous to the families of the perpetrators, otherwise, Shiwu would really feel a little uncomfortable.

Li Zan stood up and paced in the small study, and asked some details about the Minister's Mansion.Fifteen really lived up to his expectations, and touched those details clearly.

He stopped beside Shiwu, suddenly smiled, raised his hand to pinch a grass clipping from his hair, "It's such a cold day, I still have to hide outside." He said that he moved closer and smelled it, "Washed Did you come here?"

Fifteen had goosebumps all over again, and his voice was a little dry: "Yes!"

Li Zan got even worse, his nose almost sticking to his neck: "It smells good, it's fragrant...Take off your shirt."

It's no secret that adults like men, but it's still unheard of for adults to attack people from Xuanji Camp.Fifteen's heart beat like a drum, but he could only obey silently.

He quickly took off his night clothes, and under Li Zan's gesture, he took off his middle clothes. His chest was bare and his back was covered in cold sweat.

Li Zan stood behind him and said softly, "I hit you last time, does it still hurt?"

"Go back to my lord, it doesn't hurt."

A warm and soft hand protruded from behind, fingertips were covered with transparent cold ointment, and slowly smeared on the scabbed welt on his chest: "The wound is not healed yet, winter is dry and cold... Apply this, Comfortable?"

"Back to the adults, it's comfortable."

Li Zan sniffed his neck again, and said again: "It smells good..."

There are adults' fingers groping on the chest, and adults' noses sniffing around the neck. At this moment, Shiwu just wants to look up to the sky and roar: I will be hard if I touch me again!

After all, he still didn't get hard, because Li Zan was very good at controlling the heat.

He has a special liking for this assassin with the number fifteen, but it's just a liking.

Every spy or assassin in the Xuanji Camp is his painstaking effort, his eyes and ears, his invisible sharp blade, the dagger that cuts off all carrion that is not conducive to the country!

He loves each of them as much as he loves his fingers.

Fifteen, what a young man with assassin talent.For such a perfect subordinate, he must of course take extra care of him...

It's a pity that a certain assassin is really not blessed to accept Master Li's love and protection.

When he was finally released, Shiwu felt as if he had been subjected to a severe punishment, no, it was even more terrifying than a severe punishment!

Going back to your cabin, undressing and going to bed, finally being able to lie down and rest is the best part of every day.

There was still ointment on the chest, which was sticky.But Shiwu knew that it was mixed with high-quality wound medicine, and as for those delicious ingredients... let's not think about it for now.

I am also curious, why does Master Li always have this kind of ointment by his side?

My heart suddenly tightened!Couldn't it be...for those men to use it there?It is said that when a man loves a man, that place is often injured.

vomit!

Fifteen rolled over and got up, picked up his clothes, grabbed a towel stuffed under the pillow and wiped it vigorously.Finally, she felt relieved, and found out that this towel belonged to Qingnan Palace.

Well, actually, King Qingnan is pretty good.

Those "princes" in his mansion are not raised in the same rank as Mr. Li.Suddenly names came to mind, Rong Min, Pu Shao, Cai Ting, Lin Mengqing, and Miss Cuicui...these names became very distant.

For some reason, Shiwu thought of the radish field he had plowed, and Wu Bo, the gardener who was nagging.The days in Qingnan Palace were so happy and carefree, in the end even he himself didn't realize that a smile crawled on the corner of his mouth.

Open your eyes suddenly!

Woobur!It turned out that Master Li's secret whistle was him.

The biggest similarity between being a gardener and his begging to cultivate a small piece of land-it is very convenient to walk around in Qingnan Palace without being suspected, and without being obtrusive!

Withdrawing his thoughts, Shiwu closed his eyes again, filled with emotion in his heart.

Mr. Li, that's amazing.

More than ten days later, it was still in the first lunar month, and suddenly there was another turmoil in the court.

First, Cen Xiangnong, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, was included in a memorial and was taken down in court, and then the Ministry of Punishment interrogated several courtiers.It is said that on that day, the court cried and cried, and the voices of "wrongedness" kept coming and going.

How many were caught?Fifteen didn't know, he only knew that the emperor handpicked King Geng Li Zan as the presiding judge.

He and Chuyi changed into guards and accompanied them.

Previously, he detected that the cellar where the stolen goods were hidden was opened, and there was a whole box of gold, and there were countless curios.

Li Zan stood aside with a smile, weighed one of the inkstones, and said with a smile: "With the salary of a small servant, I'm afraid I can't afford this kind of thing in ten years?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept away, and the accompanying officials of the Ministry of Punishment were sweating profusely: "Yes, the prince is wise."

Li Zan gathered the ferret cloak draped over his shoulders, and whispered softly: "There are so many treasures hidden, but the life at home is very simple. Is this also Taifu Liu's teaching?"

Hearing this, three or four accompanying officials knelt down in unison: "My lord, you can't say that!"

Li Zan smiled slightly: "These people from the Ministry of Industry really don't give Liu Taifu pride. Cen Xiangnong usually looks at a gentleman. Who would have thought that the Water Conservancy Department would embezzle so much money under the leadership of such a 'gentleman'? Pingzhou -Cen Xiangnong has always been in charge of the estimated sales of the Fengzhou Canal section?"

An official from the Ministry of Industry stepped forward and replied, "My lord, it is Cen Shilang."

Li Zan turned his head sideways, with a sharp blade in his handsome eyebrows, but his voice was extremely gentle: "Is the supervisor of the Fengzhou Canal section Song Henian who was assassinated a while ago?"

"Go back to the prince, that's right."

"What a pity, Song Henian and Cen Xiangnong are all disciples of Master Liu~"

The officials kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything more.

Li Zan lowered his eyes.

Liu Shimian, this king deliberately let you know, what methods will you have?Don't let me down~