In the evening, Shen Jue came back from outside. It was the season of spring and cold. When Shen Jue entered the door, she brought back a cold look, and her eyebrows were dyed with a stern taste. In a blink of an eye, she saw Xia Houlin crooked on the bed, reading the knife manual, Xia Houlin heard the sound and raised his face, that face almost Shen Jue was startled.
Xia Houlin had already changed into the appearance of Si Xi, and at first glance, Shen Jue almost thought that Si Xi had come back to life. Si Xi gave birth to a mean look, a pair of eyes narrowed into slits, slightly high cheekbones propped up a cold white face, and it was boring to look at. Xiahou Lin's appearance is vivid, but he lacks a lewd temperament. Shen Jue touched his cheekbones, the slightly soft and greasy touch seemed to be a kind of wax. Shen Jue poked hard, and stamped a fingerprint on Xia Houlin's cheekbones.
Xia Houlin turned his head away and pushed his hand away, and said helplessly: "Don't press it blindly, I have to do it again if it breaks."
Shen Jue brought a scorpion and sat next to Xiahou Leng. He first checked his wounds. He recovered well, there was no inflammation or bleeding. It seemed that Lord Yan didn't intend to take this devil of the world away.
After straightening his sleeves, Shen Jue asked casually, "Xiahou Lian, are you working for Weide? Is the boss you mentioned before is Weide?"
"What is it? Although I haven't met Weide, the abbot, oh, it's our boss, I know exactly what kind of bird he is, and he doesn't look like a eunuch."
"Oh? What should a eunuch be like?" Shen Jue raised her eyes and said, "Do you think I look like a eunuch?"
Shen Jue's eyes were a little gloomy, he was always sensitive, Xia Houlin immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and he was not sure what he wanted.
The answer is that he seems to be stabbing a knife in his heart, saying that he does not look like but he is really a eunuch.
Xiahou Rong was struggling, and Shen Jue suddenly felt very boring, so he turned back to the topic and said, "Maybe your boss and Weide have reached some kind of alliance."
Xia Houlin shook his head and said, "It's impossible to give up your life. It has been 100 years since Jialan created the temple. How old is Wei De, how many years can he last? The whole mountain is gone, and Garan can't go to the fire for him. It's not possible for him to be an alliance. Garan has always only done things for money. Besides, the most important thing in our line is to hide our traces. What kind of relationship is there between people, otherwise people with intentions will follow the clues or set traps to lure them, which will bring unnecessary trouble."
Hearing this, Shen Jue was a little unhappy. According to this, isn't he Xia Houlin's weakness? He said: "I'm not that stupid. As long as you stay safe, I won't let others find any clues, let alone follow the vine." He saw that Xia Houlin's lips were a little dry, so he poured a cup of tea and put it in Xia Houlin's hand. superior. After I finished it, I realized that I was getting more and more comfortable doing this job of serving Xia Houlin. I hurriedly took the tea cup back and took a sip by myself.
Xia Houtong thought that Shen Jue wanted to hold the tea by himself, so he obediently waited for Shen Jue to finish drinking and put the tea cup in his hand. Listening to Shen Jue's words, it seems that he still doesn't intend to let him go, that's all, he still has to stay here to recover from his injuries, and he will talk to him slowly after a while.
"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly ask me if Garan was Weide's lackey? Could it be that you heard some news about Garan?"
Shen Jue glanced at him and said, "Last night, Concubine Ma was assassinated. The child has not yet given birth, and even the child died in Chengqian Palace. Don't you know about this?"
Xia Houlin shook his head into a rattle.
Shen Jue continued: "The imperial concubine has a lot of criticism towards Weide, and she often blows pillows with the emperor, asking him to distance himself from Weide. Weide exerts a lot of energy in order to divide the favor. Concubine Ma is pregnant and cannot bear it. If there are children in the palace, everything will be there, especially if the emperor's children are weak, even Weide can't do anything about it."
"It turns out that the 'prey' is a noble concubine, one corpse and two lives, it's really his mother's fault." Xiahou sighed, "Don't ask about anything, there is no restraint on killing people. I only received the task of going to the library to find the map of the former imperial palace. Didn't tell me that someone else was going to assassinate the imperial concubine."
Shen Jue looked a little complicated and said, "When I went to help you steal the medicine, I heard a few assassins talking at the Imperial Physician's Office. It seems that you don't care about your life or death in your words and deeds." Shen Jue frowned slightly, Xiahou said. Although Lin's task is not as difficult as assassinating the noble concubine, but it also has to go deep into the palace, why is there no support
Does the so-called Garan really care about Xia Houlin's life or death
Xia Houlu smiled bitterly and said, "That's right, I'm used to it. I can't practice swordsmanship, I often do bad business, and it's normal to be sacked. Jialan has always only talked with a knife, you can't do anything to others, Just shrink into a quail and don't show your head, if it weren't for my mother's sharp knife, I would have to be bullied to death by them." Halfway through, Xia Houlin remembered something, his face changed, and asked, "Wait, you just mentioned a few assassins. , was there more than one assassin who killed Concubine Ma?"
"There's more than one. Four assassins died in Chengqian Palace, and the rest fled." Shen Jue remembered Garuda, but he still held back his words. He knew very well what kind of person he was. Selfishness was his nature. As long as he could keep Xia Houlin, it would be no problem to deceive or coax.
Xia Houlin was stunned.
Four assassins were folded, which was an unimaginable loss for Garan. Jia Lan brought back homeless orphans from all over the country and raised them in the village. Each child began to walk on horses at the age of five, began to touch wooden knives at the age of seven, and used real knives at the age of ten. The training of each assassin takes at least seven years, and the average lifespan of assassins will not exceed twenty-eight years.
Not to mention that two-thirds of these children have chosen to stay in the mountains as farmers, it is said that even if the children make up for the lack of assassins, most of them will not survive for two years. The most dangerous time for an assassin is in the first and last years, either because he was too young, inexperienced, and died of negligence, or because he was too tired, and the injuries accumulated on his body over the years dragged down his body, and he didn't want to live at all. .
Therefore, the Garan Assassin always only used the planned blow, and immediately evacuated if it missed a hit. Garan also rarely acts together on a large scale, and only sends hidden piles to be responsible for coordinating and supporting. Whether it was the last Xie family annihilation or the assassination of the palace this time, it was a large-scale collective assassination that rarely occurred in the history of Garan.
The abbot, that old bald donkey, didn't really see the money, and sold the Garan to Weide, right
Assassins who come and go without a trace can still play tricks, use it to brag to others, and say "kill a person in ten steps, and leave him alone for a thousand miles. After the incident, go away and hide your merit and fame" and so on. But being an eunuch's eagle dog is too unappetizing, boasting that he has a master without a spout? Xia Houlin was very depressed.
Seeing that he had no idea what he was thinking, Shen Jue asked, "What are you thinking, let's hear it."
Just as Xiahou Rong was about to answer, there was a sound of footsteps under the window, saying, "Eunuch Shen, there is Yu Linwei outside, please come over and speak."
Xia Houlin and Shen Jue looked at each other, Xia Houlin grabbed Shen Jue's sleeve, Shen Jue pressed his hand and said, "Don't panic." He got up and put on his hat, straightened his clothes and walked out.
The palace gate was waiting for a Yu Linwei with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Seeing Shen Jue, he bowed and handed him a few packets of medicine: "Beijing is Situ's fellow countryman, and he sent it from Beizhi."
"Situ?" Shen Jue asked suspiciously.
"Father-in-law doesn't know Captain Situ?" Yu Linwei was a little surprised, scratching his head and said, "It's Situ Jin, the captain of Yulinwei who killed a few assassins last night, in pursuit of one of the most powerful female assassins. A knife."
It was him. Shen Jue's heart was calm, and there was no movement. In this palace, he has seen good-hearted and black belly, but he has seen less good-hearted, because usually there is no good end.
Shen Jue lowered her eyebrows and said with her usual humility: "It's strange that this servant is stupid, I didn't remember it for a while, but it turned out to be Lord Situ. Lord Situ is kind, and this servant took the liberty of accepting it. Please express my gratitude on behalf of the servant. "
Shen Jue has been walking in the palace for two years, and the word "humility" has been added to the face of being gentle, polite and frugal in the past. Relying on such a harmless appearance of humans and animals, he has a moderate advance and retreat, and other people who entered the palace with him. When he was serving tea and water to the powerful eunuchs and even washing his feet and washing the night pots, he had already become a small steward of the Fourth Ganxi Institute.
He put on a smile that was both near and far, and waited for Yu Linwei to finish his polite words, and he could go back to rest.
However, Yulin Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to transfer it."
Shen Jue's smile froze for a moment, and said, "Sir, what do you mean?"
"Eunuch Wei said that everyone else had died, so why did Situ survive alone? It must be that Situ was greedy for his life and feared death, so he stayed behind and refused to do his best. If he hadn't been seriously injured, I'm afraid that he would have to suffer a few slaps. The document was written down, and Situ was banished to the camp in the suburbs of Beijing." Yu Lin Guards sighed, and wanted to scold Wei De for being a dead eunuch, but he suddenly remembered that Shen Jue was also an eunuch, and he stopped.
Shen Jue was silent for a while, and then said warmly: "Master Situ is a strong martial artist, you can rest assured, the big camp in the suburbs of Beijing cannot bury him."
"That's what I said, but it's a tough day. That's all, I also blame Situ for being too honest. I usually don't talk about brothers who don't have much to say, and don't even give a little gift to fawning over a capable father-in-law... Uh, Shen Father-in-law, don't get me wrong, being a low-ranking officer doesn't mean you are incapable." Yu Linwei scolded his own dog mouth a few words in his heart, and said with an apologetic smile.
"My lord is too much to worry about, but the slaves will save it. Lord Situ is a good person, and the servants are not good enough, but I know a few people. Maybe I can say a few good words, so that Lord Situ can get a better job in the camp." , it is not necessarily whether it can be successful or not, Shen Jue is not stingy in selling favors.
Yu Linwei's eyes lit up and smiled: "That's great, it's a blessing for Situ to have such a friend as you. I still have to go back and be on duty in my humble position. Go first, father-in-law doesn't send it!"
Shen Jue went back into the room, caught a glimpse of Xia Houlin sitting in front of the mirror and re-painted his fake face, and asked casually, "Xia Houlin, do you think a good person will be rewarded?"
Xia Houlin looked at the roof and thought for a while, and said, "Yes, at least I can cast a good tire in my next life."
"Is that so?" Shen Jue put down the medicine bag in his hand and smiled to himself, "But my vision is too short-sighted, I only look at this life."
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Situ Jin covered the wound under his ribs with his left hand, and walked slowly with his right hand against the wall.
The sun was sinking in the west, and the angry clouds in the sky made his face red, and the shadow on the ground was drawn long and slightly hunched. The vendors and pawns have all closed their stalls, pushing the trolleys on the gravel road, and the objects placed on them make clang clang from time to time.
He was demoted.
He was demoted from Yulinweiyouwei to be the captain of the fifth army camp in the suburbs of Beijing. His rank did not change, but he lost the qualification to accompany the king to drive. Others were not worth it for him, but in fact he felt nothing. Back then, he came to the capital from Shuobei, was admitted to martial arts, and was elected to the Yulin Guard. He wanted to make a living and wasted three years in the palace. Looking back on it now, it doesn't seem like a good taste.
He has always followed the crowd like this, he will stay wherever others place him, neither fight nor grab, neither desire nor desire.
It doesn't seem like a good idea for a man. Men have to support their families and shine on the lintel. Without ability, wives and children will starve; without fame, the family will not prosper. But he is an exception. His parents died, and he grew up in a small isolated town in Shuobei. Although the town is small, there are often swordsmen passing by. His knives were learned from them, each one taught a trick, he was ignorant, learned how to chop and chop, and later, learned how to kill.
Later, the old man in the town said, Ajin, when you grow up, you are going to build a career. He came to the capital with the knife he had bought from the blacksmith's errands on his back, but he was still helpless and alone. It was a windy and snowy day. At this time in the town, every household was usually closed, but the capital was very lively, and the streets were rubbing shoulders.
But he was still alone, and the hustle and bustle had nothing to do with him.
A person is fine. He thought, just feed himself. Reaching out to touch the wound, the sharp pain made him pause. Changing dressings shouldn't be too much of a hassle. He took a breath and continued walking.
"Lord Situ?" A very clear call came from the right side, like a chirping.
Situ Jin's heart skipped a few beats for no apparent reason, and he turned around slowly, just as he saw the girl standing at the door of his house with a bamboo basket on her back, wearing a cream-colored muslin skirt and big black and white eyes. Staring at him for a moment. He never dared to look directly at the girl's face, so he lowered his gaze and placed it on her hand resting on the door knocker. The exposed wrist was like a bright moon, and Bai Shengsheng was truly beautiful.
By the way, her name is Mingyue. Zhu Mingyue, that sounds really nice.
He knew that her family owned a medical clinic. Dr. Zhu was very famous in this area. He was a genius doctor who could cure the disease, and he was even more famous for his beautiful daughter. Many rogues deliberately made three or four wounds on themselves, and went to the hospital to take the opportunity to see the bright moon. He and her house are two pairs of doors. Every time he rode to Yingmao, he happened to see her carrying a medicine basket to the hospital, but they didn't say anything.
But how did she know his surname was Situ
Mingyue pointed to his waist and said, "You have blood on your back. Lord Situ, are you injured?"
Situ Jin was stunned for a while, then reached out and touched the lower back, and sure enough, there was a burst of pain. He blushed in embarrassment, and he didn't even know he was injured on his lower back.
Mingyue laughed "Puchi" and greeted Situ Jin and said, "Ah, why are you so dumb? Come in, I'll bandage you. It happens that my father is at home, and he is the best at bruises."
Situ Jin hesitated and said, "I can do it myself..."
Mingyue pretended to be angry and patted the door panel, and said, "Can you hold your waist? Come in." Before Situ Jin could speak, he stepped into the room first. She has always said that the wind is the rain's temperament. With such an explosive temper, she shows herself outside all day long. How can she find a good family? Situ Jin couldn't help worrying about her.
He has always been such an old woman's personality, worrying about it.
Helpless, Situ Jin lowered his head and straightened himself, which was ripped apart by Garuda, and followed Mingyue's hind feet into the house.