A cloth shed was erected in front of the mourning hall, and a few monks below were reciting scriptures in a low voice. The door was not closed, and snowflakes from outside floated in and fell on top of Mingyue's head, making her head turn white all of a sudden.
Xiahou sighed and stepped aside. He felt sad and dazed at the same time. Why did the people who talked with him last night disappear today? Most of the people who came to offer incense were colleagues. Situ Jin was a good person, and many people had received his favor. Fanzi came forward one by one, offered incense and worshipped, and then silently retreated to one side.
The voice of Brahma was slow, forming a cloud of sorrow and mist that enveloped the mourning hall. Xia Houlin was depressed and went outside to breathe fresh air. A few people appeared behind the shadow wall, it was Shen Jue and Shen Wenxing. As soon as Shen Jue came out of the palace, he came all the way on horseback. Snowflakes fell on the black hat and cloak. He looked at Xiahou Lin, and he wanted to go in to worship, but his sleeve was pulled by a small hand of Bai Shengsheng. Looking back, it was a small man, wearing a filial attire, staring at him with wide eyes.
Shen Jue recognized her, she was Situ Jin's daughter, Situ Nongyu.
"Uncle Governor, when will my father wake up? He has been asleep for a long time. He promised me to ride a horse before." Sister Yu asked while biting her finger. She was only four years old, and she still didn't understand that her father would never be able to wake up, and that no one would ride for her again.
For the first time, Shen Jue didn't know how to deal with it. The two of them stared at each other for a long time without answering.
Xia Houlin next to her squatted down, touched the top of her head and said, "When you grow up, Daddy will wake up. So Sister Yu should listen to her mother and grow up obediently."
Sister Yu asked suspiciously, "But after sleeping for so long, does Dad not want to eat?"
"Daddy is going to be an immortal. Immortals don't need to eat."
"Then what if I want to play with Daddy?" Sister Yu looked down at her toes and said in a muffled voice, "Daddy usually doesn't go home and doesn't play with Yuer. If I want to play with Daddy What do you do when you speak?"
Xia Houluo took her little hand and said, "If Sister Yu misses Dad, you can talk to Xing Xing. Dad heard it, and when Sister Yu falls asleep, she will go to see Sister Yu in her dream."
"Really?"
"Of course," Xia Houlin assured, clapping his chest, "my mother is also a god in the sky. Every time I think of my mother, I talk to the stars, and at night she comes to drink with me in my dreams. But sometimes She goes to work and is not at home, so she may not be able to hear, so she will not be able to come. So Sister Yu must be patient and wait slowly."
Sister Yu looked at Xia Houlin hesitantly for a while, before nodding her head and humming, she turned her head and followed the maid to play in the snow.
Shen Jue said, "She will know sooner or later."
"It can be delayed for a while, she is still so young, at least be happy for a while." Xia Houlin said.
Shen Jue stood looking at Sister Yu's back for a while, then turned around and went to the mourning hall to offer incense. Seeing him, Mingyue stood up and blessed her body. She didn't cry anymore, the tears had dried up, and her face was as pale as if it had lost its color, as if it could melt into the snow.
Shen Jue picked up the incense stick and inserted it into the gilded incense burner. Situ Jin was lying in the cloth shed, very peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep. Shen Jue remembered that the first time he saw him, he had just had a fight with Xiahou Pei and was seriously injured. But even if he was seriously injured, he was told to go where there were lights and beware of assassins in the shadows. He has always been a good-natured man. He looks serious and stern, but in fact, his mother-in-law also likes to meddle in his own business.
Mingyue brought a cup of tea over, but Shen Jue didn't take it. One of his right and left arms was broken, and he seemed to have forgotten how to pick up the teacup.
"What are you going to do in the future?" Shen Jue asked her.
Mingyue put down the tea cup and said, "I plan to take Sister Yu back to Shuobei. Ajin's hometown is there, I want to go and see. Then I go to Jiangnan, I saved some money, and can open a medical store with a storefront. ."
"After all, it's a woman's home. It's inconvenient. The court has special care, so you don't have to work so hard."
Mingyue shook her head and said softly, "This is the wish of A Jin and I."
Shen Jue was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Did Situ ever tell you that he once saved my life?"
Mingyue shook her head blankly.
"In the twenty-sixth year of Xuanhe, when the emperor was hunting in autumn, King Xianfu's horse was manipulated and became mad. Weide grabbed me to block the horse, and it was Situ who shot the horse over. King Xianfu was lame because of this, but I was spared. I was in trouble. Later, Situ was assigned to the frontier. At that time, I was just a little eunuch in Ganxi Fourth Institute. Difficulties, even if you talk to me."
Mingyue shook her head lightly and said, "But the governor later saved my life and transferred Ajin to the East Factory. The governor no longer owes Ajin."
"No," Shen Jue said, looking at the candles on the offering table, "Situ was risking his life to save me. We had never known each other at that time. I saved you because I was already in a high position, and pulling you was just an effort. After all, I still owe him." He turned his head and beckoned Shen Wenxing to come over, "Go, transfer a guard from the mansion to Mrs. Situ."
"Master..." Mingyue wanted to refuse.
Shen Jue interrupted her: "Shuobei is close to Oara. The past few years have not been peaceful. It is not suitable for you to go alone with your child. This guard will be at your command in the future. You don't have to call me back no matter how you use it."
Mingyue no longer refused, nodding her head and saying, "Thank you, Governor."
Shen Jue stood for a while, then walked away, took a few steps, and then stopped, "If there is anything wrong with Situ's case, I will send someone to inform you."
"No need," Mingyue smiled sadly, "Ajin is gone, and killing that person won't help. I only have one wish now, that Sister Yu grow up safely."
Shen Jue nodded and said, "Alright, you don't need to worry about this matter anymore. But I, Shen Jue, will report it. I will pay for Situ for this debt."
After he finished speaking, he walked out, Xia Hourong followed behind him, and the group walked out of the hanging flower gate along the hand porch. When they reached the gate, the voice of the bright moon suddenly came from behind.
"Master!"
Shen Jue stopped and turned around to look. Mingyue stood behind the threshold and saluted him from afar.
"Ajin has always been very happy to meet the overseer. Knowing the kindness of the encounter, I can't repay it, but pay it with my life. I hope the overseer takes care of his body, and Ajin's spirit in the sky can rest in peace."
After Mingyue finished speaking, she picked up Sister Yu, who ran over, and slowly walked back to the mourning hall. The door of the house slowly closed, and in the end, only the blue-black gate covered with white flags was left in front of Shen Jue's eyes, the pair of doors that had lost their color, and two stone lions covered in snow.
Going out of the alley, there are courtyards on both sides, one next to the other, the walls are gray, the tiles are white, standing in the snow, it looks a bit clumsy. Shen Jue asked Xiahou Rong on the way, "Zuo Zuo has done an autopsy, what clues have you found out?"
Xiahou Rin said: "Situ had only one wound on his body, three inches below his ribs, and he was killed by a single blow. He lost too much blood and died."
"Death with one knife?" Shen Jue frowned, "Situ's skills are not powerless to resist. He practiced the authentic Fengxue Dao, and he won the champion of martial arts at the age of fourteen."
"I know, I have practiced with him on the school ground, and I can only narrowly win against him." Xiahou rubbed the scabbard of the Yanling sword and took a deep breath, "Situ's sword came out of the scabbard, but not Blood. The man he met was very strong, and his sword was extremely fast, so fast that Situ had no time to fight back."
Who will it be? He hasn't been in the arena for a long time, and he doesn't know who are the sharp swordsmen on the rivers and lakes today. Xia Houlin frowned and thought that the fastest knife he had ever seen was Chi Yan, and if he encountered Chi Yan, Situ Jin definitely had no chance of surviving. But Chi Yan has disappeared, even if he comes back, Heart Killing is dead, and he has no reason to return to Galan.
Tired of still alive? Who killed Situ Jin, was it Galan? They sealed the fruit of bliss with their front feet, and Situ was ambushed on the back feet. Such a fast knife is difficult for a well-trained assassin to do. Xia Houlin had a splitting headache, and he felt very confused. Whenever Garan was involved, he felt distraught. He was suddenly patted on the shoulder, he raised his head, and met Shen Jue's eyes.
He smiled bitterly, "Master, you are calm every time, how did you do it?"
Shen Jue's eyes moved, and she looked away and said, "No, not every time."
They walked a short distance forward and turned a corner. The place where Situ Jin was killed was right in front of him, and a group of fans had already surrounded the venue, and no one was allowed to approach. But on a snowy day, there was no one on the road at all. Shen Jue got off the horse and checked the surrounding situation. There was nothing unusual. There were gray walls on both sides. Several dead camphor trees stretched out from other people's yard. The old branches stretched across the street, casting sparse shadows on the snow-white ground.
"Master, there is nothing to find here. There is only a frozen dead dog. The strange thing is that this dog's head was chopped off." Youfanzi said.
Shen Wenxing asked suspiciously from behind: "Could it be that the assassin cut it? Afraid that the dog's barking would attract people, so he cut the dog together?"
The dog's corpse was completely frozen, Xia Houlin looked at the fracture of its neck, and his brows became deeper and deeper.
"What a neat wound." Shen Wenxing looked over his head, "How fast is this man's knife to cut such a wound."
"No, it's not a knife." Xia Houlu muttered, he put the dog's head and the dog's body together, and the thin red line at the connection was almost invisible.
"What is that?" Shen asked.
Xia Houlin stood up, his eyes heavy, "It's the thread."
"Pull the machine wire? Didn't you use the pull machine wire to control the puppet Zhaoye? Can you cut your throat?" Shen Wenxing was puzzled.
Xia Houlin looked at him, shook his head, and walked to Shen Jue's side, "I have bad news for you."
"It was Garan who killed Situ?"
"Well, when I killed Heartslayer, I left the thread pulling there. But this is not the only trouble. There is not enough thread pulling, and there is also a thread pulling technique." Xia Houlin clenched his fists slowly, "Seventeen They were caught."
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Tang Shiqi tiptoed into the duty room of the East Factory, and took a rest today. Except for Ti Qi, who was on duty in shifts, there was no one in the East Factory Yamen. Thanks to the disguise technique taught to him by the former boss, he disguised himself as a fanboy, walked in without any danger, and successfully touched the hinterland of the yamen. However, when he entered the depths, he was dumbfounded. The assassin who gave him the map was a stupid donkey. He only gave the half of the warehouse where the Bliss Fruit was placed, and the other half was nowhere to be seen.
Dongchang embezzles the people, and is very rich. This yamen was built with seven turns and eight turns, two steps to the first floor, five steps to a corridor, and he didn't know how to go back. Tang Shiqi was suddenly caught in a dilemma.
Right now, this duty room is in a secluded location, so no one should come over for the time being. Tang Shiqi locked the door and rummaged around to see if the blind cat would meet the dead mouse, and happened to find a map of the yamen.
This duty room is very elegantly furnished, with a flat-top desk, a Boshan stove, and a bamboo curtain hanging on the floor-to-ceiling hood. The person on duty in this duty room should be someone with some status in Dongchang. A large cabinet is placed against the wall, the upper bookcase is for books, and the lower bookcase should be for scrolls. Tang Shiqi used the thin iron wire he carried with him to unlock the bottom lock, and as expected, he saw many scrolls.
Tang Shiqi sat on the ground and turned over one by one. The painter is a master, the brush and ink are well-defined, and the eyebrows, eyes, hair and hair are all lifelike in three strokes and two strokes. I just flipped through five or six pictures, and they all painted the same person—a man. In some cases, he made the window of the wine house, in some cases he made a long street with horses, and in another case, he made lanterns with lowered eyebrows. Tang Shiqi didn't turn over the map for a long time, and was about to get discouraged, so he simply took out the innermost scroll and unfolded it.
He was stunned at this sight. The man in the painting is still the same, but not as well-dressed as the previous ones. In this painting he is asleep, half of his clothes are removed, revealing his right shoulder, chest and waist. He is obviously a trainer, and the muscles outlined by ink lines are uneven and there are many scars on them. It's just that this pen is full of love, and even the scars are drawn with an indescribable beauty. The front of the shirt was opened to the waist and abdomen, and the stroke of the pen stopped for a while, as if he wanted to explore.
Tang Shiqi moved his gaze upward, and a red seal came into view. It was impartial and landed on the bare chest of the man in the painting.
Domineering and charming.
There are three words written on it -
"Shen Jueyin".