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Zhu Wenzhen lowered his eyes and said in a panic, "I asked for this from my grandmother..."

"Your grandmother is a relative of the emperor?"

Zhu Wenzhen nodded.

Tang Ke asked: "What's your relationship with King Jing?" You don't need to change your name if you can bump into King Jing's small characters, so there must be some relationship between the two.

Zhu Wenzhen stopped answering, he didn't know what other lies he could tell.

Seeing this, Tang Ke smiled lightly and kissed his fair and delicate side face, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to."

Zhu Wenzhen turned his head and stared at Tang Ke, "When Xiao Ke is willing to see King Jing, I will tell you all these things."

Tang Ke replied "Yes", thinking to himself, when he has saved enough money to support his Xiang'er, he will go to see King Jing and tell him that he will take Xiang'er away.

The two lingered together for a long time, seeing that the night was getting dark, Zhu Wenzhen was a little overwhelmed, panting lightly and pushed Tang Ke away, "Xiao Ke, it's getting late today, you should go back earlier, you have to go to the bookstore tomorrow."

Tang Ke said casually, "I'll take a rest tomorrow."

Zhu Wenzhen was slightly taken aback: "... Take a rest? Why do you take a rest tomorrow?"

Seeing his flustered appearance, Tang Ke laughed out loud, "Why are you panicking when I'm going to sleep? Are you afraid that I'll stay with you tonight?"

Zhu Wenzhen frantically denied: "No, no."

Tang Ke knew that Zhu Wenzhen wasn't ready yet, so naturally he wouldn't force him, so he stood up and said, "I'll come back tomorrow." Then he leaned over and kissed Zhu Wenzhen's forehead forcefully.

Zhu Wenzhen raised his head and smiled at him: "I'll wait for you."

After Tang Ke left, Zhu Wenzhen was served by his servants and rested. He tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. Thinking about those things at night, his face was hot and his heart was beating fast. Stop the throbbing in your heart.

In this way, he half-hid his face in the quilt and laughed foolishly until the sun was bright before falling asleep.

Tang Ke went to the roof of Luming Mountain Villa and waited just after noon the next day.

He wanted to see Zhu Wenzhen very much.

Zhu Wenzhen slept too late and hadn't woken up after noon, Geng Xiaobo and Guan Zhong were guarding outside the wing room, burying their heads and not daring to speak loudly.

Looking at the battle, Tang Ke guessed that Zhu Wenzhen hadn't gotten up yet, so he couldn't help laughing, turned around on the roof, bent his long legs, rested his chin on his elbows, quietly looked in the direction of the wing, and waited for Zhu Wenzhen to wake up. Zhen woke up, and couldn't help thinking about what it was like for him to sleep soundly.

He didn't wait for Zhu Wenzhen to get up, but waited until Guan Zhong looked around and touched Zhuangzi outside.

Tang Ke grimaced, got up and chased him not far or near.

After many days, Guan Zhong finally went to the secret training center of the prison factory again. Unlike the last time, when Guan Zhong arrived this time, several black-clothed masked men had already gathered in front of the stone gate embedded in the mountainside. up.

Guan Zhong wore black clothes and covered his face like them, but because of his short body and fat body, he looked like a walking frozen pear from a distance, and he could be distinguished from others at a glance even if he was wearing night clothes.

Tang Ke hid in the dark and observed several people.

Guan Zhong whispered a few words with two of them, and then walked towards the stone gate, he knocked on the door three times with his knuckles, and the door opened in response, the person behind the door whispered a few words to him, and let him in.

The rest of the men in black also followed Guan Zhong's example and went to Shimen one by one.

When there was only the last person left outside, Tang Ke jumped forward and grabbed the person, his five fingers bent into claws and strangled the person's throat, "If you want to survive, don't scream."

The restrained man was obviously not afraid of death, he opened his mouth with a stiff neck and was about to scream, Tang Ke had no choice but to knock the man unconscious with the palm of his hand, dragged him to the dark bush, took off the man's coat, put it on himself, and put on the hood , pulled the token from the man's waist, put it on, and tied the man with the belt, and then came to the secret door.

He knocked on the door three times with his knuckles like the others, the stone door opened inwards, and the gatekeeper poked his head out and whispered: "Say the password."

"...a password?" Tang Ke was slightly startled.

The gatekeeper nodded, opened the door wider, and let Tang Ke in.

Tang Ke: "..."

A code is a "code"?So sloppy?

Tang Ke walked in, and in front of him was a deep and cramped corridor. Through that corridor, he was in a dark room. In the dark room, nearly ten people were already sitting around a round table, and there were dozens of hidden guards three floors away. The third layer stood guard outside the round table.

Seeing Tang Ke coming in, the person sitting at the innermost side of the round table raised his head and pointed to the outermost seat, "Sit!"

Tang Ke took advantage of the situation and sat down.

The man said again: "Let's start."

The rest of the people at the table nodded, and took out the record books prepared in advance from their skirts, and put them on the table.

Tang Ke sat there in a daze, regretting that he came here in a hurry and forgot to search the person. At this moment, he could only take out the only booklet he had on him and put it on the table—it was written to him. His Xianger novel update.

The person at the head spoke again: "[-], let's start with you."

The person sitting on his right nodded, and handed his record book to the leader, "Today, the city defense has a total of 420 and eight guards. They are divided into three teams and set off at the northwest city gate..."

Tang Ke looked at the person who reported, but he didn't expect it to be a member of the Imperial Guard. He thought that although the Imperial Guard and the Prison Factory were departments directly under the emperor's jurisdiction, they had always been at odds with each other. People are very respectful to the leader.

After that person reported, the leader nodded slightly, put away the record book, and raised his hand to the next person, motioning him to hand in the record book, and began to report.

Tang Ke was a little confused when he saw this. After such a round, wouldn't he want to hand over the update of his novel to the person who started it?

Tang Ke managed to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and tried his best to memorize the content of the report of the table, and prepared to copy it down when he went back.

Different from the military affairs and city defense reported by others, what Guan Zhong reported was all about the life details of Prince Jing’s Mansion and Luming Villa. From who went to Prince Jing’s mansion today, to how much vegetables, meat and rice he bought, it sounded different from other people’s reports. The content is a bit out of place.

At the end, Guan Zhong paused, and said: "The assassin went to the study of Luming Mountain Villa last night, and left from the third quarter of the Xu hour until the second quarter of the ugly hour. Because he couldn't get close to the backyard of the study room, he couldn't check the details of the assassin's activities. Based on his experience, he should have done some shameless and rogue things."

Tang Ke: "..."

Sneaky?Shameless?Hooligan thing?Who are you talking about!

The leader nodded and said "OK", and put away Guan Zhong's notebook.

Guan Zhong asked cautiously: "The assassin... still needs to be dealt with?"

The person with the head shook his head: "The boss has spoken, and his head will stay on his neck for the time being."

Tang Ke silently raised his hand and touched his neck.

The person at the head said again: "And this matter is not within your jurisdiction. It should be a matter of ninety-five-two-seventh to take action against the assassin." After that, he looked directly at Tang Ke, "Nine-five-twenty-seven, Report your content."

Tang Ke swallowed his throat, looked at the hand extended towards him by the leader, pretending to calmly hand over his novel update.

The person at the head took the book, spread it out, and saw the contents clearly. He was stunned for a while, then frowned and looked at Tang Ke, "Huh? What is this?!"

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