Inscription of Different Cases

As expected of a prince, he never asks the other party's wishes when looking for someone.Without any explanation, the subordinates he sent dragged the two of them into the carriage and bumped them all night, finally arrived at the capital, took them directly to King Zhao's mansion, gave them two bowls of hot soup, and disappeared without a trace.

He Yijiu wanted to scold his mother a long time ago, but kept holding back, Han Lang's expression was not very good.When the two sat in Zhao Wang's mansion, Zhao Wang himself came late, and explained with a smile: "There are other affairs after the morning court, and it has been delayed for a while, both of you have worked hard."

Han Lang laughed dryly: "Don't dare to act, dare not act."

Originally, Han Lang was the one who was not good at polite manners among the two, but unfortunately He Yijiu saw that King Zhao was not pleasing to the eye, and he would inevitably choke when he spoke, so he had to deal with the situation.

"The political affairs in the court are in a hurry, and now they are arguing endlessly over whether to send troops to Xirong." Zhao Wang took the tea brought by the maid and drank it dry. "The ministers are clearly divided. -By the way, do you two care about political affairs?"

"This..." Han Lang hesitated slightly.At this time, He Yijiu answered first: "Your Majesty and Mr. Han are both confused people, and I really don't know much about the affairs of the court and China."

Zhao Wang smiled lightly: "It has been spread in the capital for a long time, so it's okay to know something. Anyway, it's getting late, let's talk about the business."

It is impossible for him to chat with the two of them for no reason. This seemingly unreasonable remark may have a deeper meaning.Both Han Lang and He Yijiu were smart people, they looked at each other but didn't answer.Zhao Wang seemed to be quite satisfied with their reaction. He twisted his long beard and said leisurely: "Recently, a batch of tributes will pass through Anping. There are tortoiseshell, rhinoceros horns, pearls and other tributes from foreign tribes. One of them is 'Stone Magnolia'. 'It is carved with three-color jadeite, extremely delicate. The Holy One has been looking forward to it for a long time, just waiting for the day when the tribute will come to Beijing."

Han Lang was puzzled: "His Royal Highness King Zhao means..."

"This 'Stone Magnolia' is a favorite of the Holy One. If it is damaged, Longyan will be furious. The tribute will stay in Anping for three days. As far as I know, someone has been eyeing the 'Stone Magnolia' and intends to take advantage of the tribute. Arrive at the capital and attack when the guards are lax."

"What kind of person is so bold?"

"The mastermind is not someone from Jianghu," Zhao Wang said here, showing a meaningful expression, and stopped continuing, "In short, the tribute will arrive the day after tomorrow, please pay more attention to it."

He Yijiu was silent until this moment before he opened his mouth: "The tribute has always been heavily guarded, how can we two ordinary people intervene?"

Zhao Wang chuckled: "This king trusts the strength of the two of you."

The two were silent. King Zhao saw that they were suspicious, so he explained: "There are always some rats around me, it's really troublesome. This time is also a last resort. The identities of the two have not been revealed yet, so I can only trouble the two helpers." This king once."

To put it bluntly, he had eyeliners watching him, and he couldn't spare his hands to take care of the tribute.Since Han Lang and He Yijiu agreed to do things for him, they had to come in handy.So far in the conversation, the two have nothing to say, let alone refuse.King Zhao sent someone to send them out, and before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized: "Don't disclose this matter to anyone, remember."

The two agreed, and then bowed and said goodbye.It was a sunny day outside, and Prince Zhao's Mansion was heavily guarded. The two of them were always afraid that the wall might have ears, so they didn't even dare to speak along the way.They didn't relax a little until they got out of the gate, got into the carriage and walked to the street.He Yijiu let out a long sigh, and said in a low voice, "This will bring us trouble."

Han Lang was even more worried that the new county magistrate Yuan, who assisted King Zhao himself, must have done so secretly, and King Zhao ordered him not to mention it to outsiders three times and five times.Then in the eyes of this criticizing magistrate Yuan, he must be "negligent of duty" and "repeatedly missing".Alas, it's really unlucky to get together, drinking cold water will stuff your teeth.

He Yijiu could tell what he was worrying about at a glance, stretched out his hand and hooked him into his arms, and comforted him: "It's okay, just deal with that new annoying ghost, tribute and so on, I'll find a way to look at it Enough."

Han Lang nodded, sighed softly, and said, "I don't know what His Royal Highness King Zhao intends this time...why did the two of us participate in this business of guarding tributes? Could it be related to...that?"

The "that" he said was, of course, the fact that King Zhao was wary of King Xian.He Yijiu gave a low "hmm" and said in a low voice: "Before he even hinted at the political affairs of the DPRK and China to us, this matter may not be simple. If he doesn't tell us the details, we should be more careful and pretend that we don't know anything. gone."

Han Lang had dealt with the officialdom anyway, so he would understand it, and He Yijiu was also a transparent person, so he would understand it after thinking about it.King Zhao had to call them all the way from Anping to order one thing, probably because he was afraid of eavesdropping. Thinking about it this way, He Yijiu felt that he was not safe around him, maybe someone was watching.

Alas, it is really unsettling.

The carriage bumped all the way and quickly drove out of the city gate.Bored, Han Lang leaned on the car window to look at the scenery outside, and the fragrance of grass and trees blew from the field ridge one after another, diluting the boredom in his chest.It's the fishing season, and trucks transporting fresh fish can often be seen on this official road. The scales on the trucks are shining, and the whole road has a faint smell of water.

Han Lang pondered what King Zhao said, and at the same time looked at the endless stream of horses and chariots outside.Suddenly, a figure wearing a bamboo hat passed by a fishing cart, and his back was very familiar.

"what?"

When He Yijiu heard his voice, he also came over to look at it, but he didn't see anything: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Han Lang said in confusion, "I seem to see someone I know, but I can't find it again."

"Who?"

"I don't see clearly, it's a bit like Xiaosheng."

"Pfft, forget it."

The effort of coming and going, one day passed.The coachman was also Zhao Wang's subordinate. When they returned home, he immediately took a box of things from the cart and stuffed them into their hands, and then left without looking back.The two of them entered the room and saw that there was indeed a stack of silver bills full of them. It seemed that this was a reward from King Zhao.

He Yijiu snorted and said, "Sneaking really fast. This way of rewarding people for their lives really makes people feel ashamed."

After receiving the money, it is natural to do things well.The next day Han Lang went to inquire about the situation. The county government must be the first to know when the tribute passed through Anping.He didn't dare to disturb County Magistrate Yuan, so he went directly to Meng Zhubo, who recorded the documents.The other party was as enthusiastic as ever, and immediately said: "I know, but it is a tribute from the court, and it is specified not to let others interfere, so as not to cause extra problems. Why are you asking this?"

Han Lang prevaricated: "After all, it's an important thing, so I'm afraid of mistakes."

Master Meng smiled kindly: "How could it be? This is Anping, the suburb of the capital, at the foot of the emperor. When the tribute arrives here, it is almost like entering the palace. Nothing has happened."

Seeing that Han Lang didn't answer, he added: "Okay, you don't need to worry about this. Speaking of which, where did you go yesterday? I haven't seen you all day, be careful that Lord Yuan gets angry again."

Han Lang's expression was a little anxious, and his heart was even more depressed: "When encountering some urgent matters that cannot be avoided, I will go and apologize to Master Yuan."

"Oh, you child," Master Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, patted his arm and said, "I'll go with you and say something nice for you."

However, Meng Zhubo's help did not bring good results to Han Lang, Yuan county magistrate was furious again, and threw a table of official documents directly in his face.He knelt down to plead guilty, Meng Zhubo also repeatedly excused him, and County Magistrate Yuan got tired after yelling for a long time, took a few sips from his teacup, and said coldly: "I see, you don't have a long memory at all!"

"Oh, calm down, calm down," Master Meng hurriedly persuaded, "Mr. Han is unable to get away from family affairs, who doesn't have such a time? And he disciplined those under his command very well. Even if he's not here, they still have an orderly division of labor and are well-organized. He only goes out for a day or two, so it really doesn't get in the way."

"That doesn't mean that he can occupy the position without doing anything, and get paid for nothing!"

"Okay, with your training, Mr. Han will definitely not commit another crime. Mr. Han, what do you think?"

Han Lang nodded hastily: "Don't dare to do it again."

County Magistrate Yuan snorted, and stared at Han Lang with a pair of fierce eyes, still refusing to let him off.Han Lang had already complained in his heart. The guy surnamed Yuan in front of him made it clear that he didn't like him.What did he do wrong?Thinking about it this way, a pain of being innocently resented gradually grew in my heart, and I couldn't help mocking myself in my heart: "Look, no matter how clear your conscience is, there will always be someone who hates you for no reason and blames you for taking revenge on you. But you What else can I do but endure?"

Right now, County Magistrate Yuan was sitting on a chair with his waist tensed, his contemptuous eyes swept over him, making him feel nervous.What does the magistrate think of him?It couldn't be that Yao Qi got it here.Then he dismissed the idea again: what are you thinking, as for?

He was thinking so wildly that he didn't hear Yuan County Magistrate asked him to step down, but Master Meng dragged him out.The two stood in the yard, Master Meng Boyu pulled him earnestly, and persuaded him again, all he said was to endure the calm for a while, don't be stubborn, and don't fight against County Magistrate Yuan.He might have interpreted Han Lang's behavior yesterday as dissatisfaction with Yuan County Magistrate, and he deliberately disappeared for a day to show his resistance, but Han Lang knew that it was not the case at all.

A gust of moist cool wind hit, Han Lang couldn't help shivering.Meng Zhubo also looked at the sky in confusion, and murmured: "It's so hot, why is it going to rain again, the sky changes faster than turning the pages of a book..."

In less than two hours, it rained cats and dogs.

The torrential rain in summer is like a sky leak.There was continuous thunder, lightning tore through the sky one after another, and the streets were full of panicked people sheltering from the rain.Zhuzhen sat in the second-floor compartment of the teahouse, watching the passers-by running on the road with all the sundries that could cover the rain, but there was no expression on his face.

The soil was soaked by the rain, and there was a wet fragrance immediately.The window beside him was facing a tall white birch, the green branches and leaves covered the sky and almost blocked the entire window.As soon as the rain poured, the leaves fell from the tree. He took a sip from his teacup, couldn't help frowning, and said to himself, "It's so bitter."

"What kind of tea do you drink, isn't it just the smell of grass leaves and soil?"

A few days ago, he still scolded Ruan Ping like this. Ruan Ping drank the well water that had just been dug up by himself, and then made tea for him, and he just complained about him.Ruan Ping still looked like he didn't understand, and regardless of what he was saying, he still put the teacup in front of him, gesturing repeatedly to urge him to drink it.

Many times, Zhuzhen felt that he was just pretending.

This man is too weird, it is hard for him to see whether he is born stupid or stupid.

To be honest, he was almost used to the days when Ruan Ping was by his side.The man always came uninvited and stayed for days before leaving.Even if Ruan Ping didn't show up sometimes, skinks and ermines, the two annoying goblins, would find various excuses to entangle Zhuzhen and ask him to accompany them to the forest.The euphemistic name is "I miss Brother Ruan", but in fact it is just to eat and play.

Over time, the relationship between the two became closer.Moreover, Ruan Ping is quite knowledgeable, he doesn't ask what shouldn't be asked, and what shouldn't be said... Anyway, he can't say it.He didn't care about Zhuzhen's special status and blood debt.Sometimes, this kind of relationship even makes Zhuzhen feel at a loss.

He doesn't know what will develop in the end, because he can't control it, so it is disturbing.

The pattering rain was still falling, and there were no people on the street. Occasionally, one or two sedan chairs could be seen passing by.Zhuzhen closed her eyes, and kneaded her left hand repeatedly with her right hand, feeling that the anxiety in her heart still hadn't faded away.Fortunately, compared to those ordinary people who are struggling in the world, his thinking as an assassin is simpler: get rid of those who get in the way, and keep those who are self-interested.

Ruan Ping is obviously still among those who can stay.

Suddenly, a low-key but still gorgeous sedan chair appeared in his vision, and a man led two young servants down from it, walking directly towards the teahouse.Zhuzhen's heart shuddered, she lowered her head, and checked her face again with the reflection of the cup, to make sure that the disguise was intact.Sure enough, the man came towards him, walked straight to the cubicle where he was, smiled at him, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Long time no see," the other party said with a smile, "how have you been lately?"

Zhuzhen is not in the habit of being courteous to others, and after sweeping her gaze over the man, she continues to look around.This is his habit, he has to judge how many people the man brings, how many paths are there for him to escape from the second floor, the first floor, and outside the door?

Seeing that he was silent, the man said leisurely: "Your Excellency is cold by nature and doesn't like to make friends with others. I haven't asked you to take over work for a long time, but I forgot the rules."

"Being stabbed in the back by you last time was really not a pleasant experience," Zhuzhen said coldly, "If you hadn't sent people to pester me again recently, I would never have appeared in front of you again."

"That time at Baochangba, I was the one who was rude," the other party said with a chuckle, "I just wanted to test Your Excellency's skills. Didn't the reward that was agreed at the beginning be given to Your Excellency?"

Zhu Zhen didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she said directly: "If you want to do business, you have to act like a business man. You've pestered Zhu for a long time, so it's time to show your true face?"

The other party opened a literati fan and shook it slowly: "Your Excellency, you haven't shown your true colors to others, have you?"

Zhuzhen didn't answer, but the murderous intent in her eyes gradually grew.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally the man let go: "Never mind, never mind, even if I don't tell you, you still have a way to know.--I am a merchant in the capital, so call me Yao Qi."

Zhuzhen smiled coldly: "The Seventh Prince."

"Oh, people in the Jianghu are really quick to talk," the other party made a gesture of surrender, and said with a smirk, "In short, my sincerity has come, and this time I still have something to trouble your Excellency."

"tell me the story."

Zhu Zhen looked proud, but she still didn't provoke the rich and well-clothed prince. She saw him shaking his fan slowly, and said slowly: "Recently, a batch of tributes passed through Anping, and I want you to fetch one of them." Shi Yulan '."

Zhu Zhen's face remained unchanged: "Remuneration?"

"500 taels."

Zhuzhen sneered: "It's just money, it's meaningless."

He really didn't want to take this man's business, so he naturally wanted to make things difficult for him.But the other party seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "There is also a secret treasure in the palace, a box of purple jade pills tributed by Kunlun, which can cure many chronic diseases, especially... dumb diseases."

Zhu Zhen was shocked all over, pressed one hand on the table, and hid the other behind her back.He didn't show obvious panic, his eyes were narrowed, and the poison dart in his sleeve was spitting out like a poisonous snake, which might tear Yao Qi's throat at any time.

"How much do you know?" Zhuzhen's words were as cold as ice, without any emotion.

Yao Qi continued to shake his fan and smiled: "I know more than you think. Please think carefully, this is definitely not a loss-making business."

Zhuzhen was in a state of confusion.He had been exposed from the very beginning. Before Baochangba, this person probably knew his identity.what to do?Regardless of whether the business is accepted or not, he and Ruan Ping have been exposed to danger, and they are afraid that they will cause trouble.He, Zhuzhen, is not afraid of death, but he also does not want to die by being involved in other people's conspiracy.

In the end, Ruan Ping was still involved.He was obviously just a villager, but because of himself, he was targeted by such a scorpion-like figure.Perhaps, as Yao Qi said, it would be best for himself and Ruan Ping to follow his wishes.

"Okay, I'll take it."

After Yao Qi left, he sat back on the chair as if he was relieved, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.In fact, he can ignore Yao Qi's threats and ignore the so-called Ziyu Dan. At the moment when his own safety is threatened, he should disappear here immediately, and hide in a remote place far away from the imperial city for a few years, and his life will continue as usual. Go on as always.But he... But when he heard the word "dumb disease", his heart was tightly clenched.

He couldn't let Ruan Ping go.

"Seventh Prince, Seventh Prince," he cursed fiercely in his heart, "You are so cruel, you saw through my tricks at a glance, and then held on firmly."

As the rain gradually weakened, he left the teahouse without even holding an umbrella, and walked into the rain curtain with such a heavy heart.The water beads rolled down the temples, flowed to the jaw, and then fell to the ground, splashing a tiny splash.Suddenly the rain on the top of his head disappeared. He thought the rain had stopped, but when he raised his head, he was facing a wide edge of an umbrella.

Ruan Ping stood beside him.

"I'm easy, how do you know it's me." He smiled wryly.However, Ruan Ping didn't answer, he stroked his shoulder and pulled him towards the center of the paper umbrella.

"Oh, forget it."

My heart seemed to be pinched by someone, a little itchy, and a rare warmth.