Shen Jue ordered that all the goods transported by water must be reported to the yamen before they can be released, and the goods at the water stations of the state capitals should be checked. Anyone who is found to be taking the fruit of bliss will be put in jail and forced to quit the drug. However, the fruit of bliss is poisonous to the flowers, and if the medicine is stopped, the seven orifices bleed and the limbs become numb. Many people can't stand the pain of giving up drugs, and they simply commit suicide in their cells. The yamen opened the door the next day and saw that there were already mountains of corpses.
The corpse was lifted out of the prison and thrown into the mass grave. People's grievances are rising in various places, and even a mob storms the prison. The local officials had no choice but to let everyone out. Because of this matter, Shen Jue has been very busy recently, and after three days and three nights of deliberation in the cabinet with several cabinet elders, no charter has been decided.
People who take the fruit of bliss cannot be caught, and the Galan assassin has to continue to investigate. Xia Houlin led Fanzi along the Lifang Hutong from house to house to check the household registration of the people. All the refugees were sent to the prison to verify their origin. The unidentified people were sent to the East Factory for interrogation. When the people on the street saw a ferocious man with a group of fans running past on horseback, they immediately retreated.
Because of this, it was useless to change the name. The head of the East Factory, Shen Rin, still entered the assassin's line of sight and boarded the Garan kill order. In half a month, Xia Houlin was assassinated five times. Oftentimes, he would take a break at a roadside tea stall, and a knife would stab his butt before he could settle down on his head. Now Xia Houlin is holding the knife even when he sleeps. It was the fifth time that he encountered the puller wire. Fortunately, Xia Houlin was alert and held up a torch all the way home to discover the killer hidden in the air.
It's just that changing the name is also a bit of an advantage. If Jia Lan learns that Shen Lin is Xiahou Lin, I am afraid that he will send Garuda directly.
Xia Houlin strictly prohibited his subordinates from reporting these things to Shen Jue. Occasionally injured, he would go home and change into clean clothes before returning to the East Factory.
After the New Year, it is still cold and freezing, and there are scattered snow. Xia Houlin's few remaining savings were all passed on to his wife and children at the post station. There was a hole in his old jacket, and the cotton wool was gone. I didn't have the money to buy a new jacket, and I was too embarrassed to go to Shen Jue to ask for it, so I had to work hard.
Xiahou Rong stomped his hands and went to click Mao. He met a few colleagues face to face, and said "Sir Xiao Shen". Xia Hou Rong looked back at their backs a little strangely. "Small" word. Without taking it to heart, he turned a corner and met Shen Wenxing again. Xia Houlin's eyes lit up, has Shen Jue come to the East Factory
Shen Wenxing walked over with a smile, "Brother, is this going to find a godfather?"
"Today, your mouth is so sweet, why did you call your brother here?" Xia Houlin said as he walked, "The Governor is on duty? Just in time for me to report on duty."
"I'm in the duty room to review the latest official documents. I've saved a lot. I should be staying in the East Factory today." The duty room was in front of him, and Shen Wenxing slowed down slightly and said with a smile, "Although I I recognize my godfather a few years earlier than my elder brother, but my elder brother is older than me and should be called elder brother."
Xia Houlin was a little confused, and asked, "What is it? What godfather do you recognize, and who recognizes godfather?"
Shen Wenxing was also stunned, "Didn't you just recognize our governor as godfather half a month ago? You have changed your surname, and it has spread outside." He was stunned for a while, and then changed into a clear one. "Brother, don't feel embarrassed, you are about the same age as your godfather, but you can't stand that your godfather is the governor. Don't look at how young your godfather is, everyone in the palace calls him his ancestor! The local officials came to Beijing. Debriefing, thick-skinned, and rushing to call Dad. At that age, they are more than a year older than God Dad!"
Xia Houlin listened to it for a long time, and finally understood it. He dared to see that outsiders saw that he had changed his surname, thinking that he recognized Shen Jue as his adoptive father. What the hell is this thing called, inexplicably becoming Shen Jue's son
Shen Jue's voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you talking about?"
Shen Jue just came back from the thatched hut, and when he walked under the porch, he heard Shen Wenxing talking about "Godfather" and "Godfather". He looked to the side and saw Xia Houlin standing there in a daze. It was a cold day, he was wearing a thin layer of clothing, and it was as if he was a mid laner underneath, which made Shen Jue frown.
"Why are you wearing so much?" Shen Jue touched his hand, it was like a piece of ice, colder than his own. Xia Houlin has always been hot, if it wasn't frozen, how could it be so icy
"It's inconvenient to move when you wear thick clothes, and it's not cold anyway." Xia Houlin said.
"Not cold? Your hands are so cold." Shen Jue frowned at him.
"Hands are exposed, it's not cold anywhere else."
Shen Jue glanced at him, put his hands in his arms and covered him, pulling him into the duty room. The earth dragon was burning in the house, and it was warm as soon as he entered the house. Shen Jue shoved his hand stove into his hand, sat down and said, "What were you two talking about just now?"
Shen Wenxing told the story, which made Shen Jue also depressed. A good daughter-in-law, how can you become a son
Shen Jue frowned and was speechless for a long time. Shen Wenxing couldn't figure out what the ancestor was thinking, so he scratched his temples with a whisk, and said, "Sir Dai, Qian'er donated money to the Ministry of Household, and I heard that it was for the Luling hometown. All the fields and houses have been sold.”
Shen Jue frowned and sighed: "Sir, what's the point of this, he doesn't have enough money to stick his teeth between his teeth. That's all, Shen Wenxing, you go, sell my other business in the suburbs of Beijing and donate it to the state treasury. Bar."
Xia Houlin said: "I also donate."
"What are you donating?" Shen Jue squinted at him, "Donate your pants?" He reached out and squeezed his thin sleeves, "Where did all the money go? Drinking, gambling or visiting prostitutes? Even a jacket? I can't do it either. I asked you to go to my house to make clothes and you refused to freeze it like this quail."
Xia Houlin pulled back his sleeves and said, "I don't have the time to gamble and go to prostitutes. At most, I drink a little wine. I have a lot of hidden knives there. They are all famous weapons. They can be sold for a lot of money."
"You can save it." Shen Jue waved Shen Wenxing to step back, walked to the edge of the cabinet and took out a thick jacket.
It was Shen Jue's spare jacket in the duty room. It was made of brocade fabric and dark western pattern. It was smoked with the incense of Rui Nao. Xiahou was holding it in his hands, and his nose was full of the smell of Shen Jue.
"Put it on." Shen Jue sat back on the official hat chair again, "If you feel embarrassed, I'll give you the old clothes from my place. I cut new clothes diligently, and some old clothes are a waste if you leave them dry. It’s a big deal now, and the monthly salary should have risen a lot as usual, you can go to my account room to pay it, and it will be deducted from your monthly salary next month, do you think?”
It's not a problem to be so cold all the time, Xia Houlin compromised, "Okay."
"In order not to let outsiders say that I have treated my son badly." Shen Jue laughed teasingly.
Xia Houlin: "..."
This kid is addicted to being a dad. Xia Houlin ignored him, bowed his head and unbuttoned his clothes while debriefing, "According to the results of the half-month inspection, Jialan does not have a dark nest now. The dark piles are scattered into ordinary shops, serving as clerks, accountants, etc. There are also The merchants and pawns are renting houses in the city to live. About half of the shops in Lifang and the servants of small households have been checked, but…”
"but what?"
"After all, there are a lot of great people in Beijing. If you pick them up and slip out, they will be the Marquis. You can't afford to offend them. I'm guessing that there will be some scumbags who will join the big families as handymen, but it's hard to investigate this aspect."
Shen Jue sneered, "What's wrong to investigate, Dongchang raided the house, even the chief servants, can't they be moved? Tomorrow I will issue an edict in the name of the emperor, asking them to prepare the servants' deeds and household papers. You check one by one, whoever dares to be disobedient, just report to me, and I will make him look good." Then he shook his head, "This screening is still too slow, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Did you catch a living victim? What did the interrogation come up with?"
Xia Houlin took off the slack and began to untie the belt of his jacket, "No. Most of the ones caught are the bottom-level dark piles. Emperor Yama has only heard the name, but he doesn't even know if he is a man or a woman. I still don't know. I asked the eight, but they didn't know either. Garan is now in a one-way connection, and it is well hidden. They only know that Garuda has come to the capital, but they don't know where."
"It's hidden deeply. It's probably an identity on the surface and an identity behind the scenes, so it's so hard to find. If you can't find the emperor of Yama, you will find Duan Jiu. You can tell me about Duan Jiu's appearance in a while, and I will copy it. Take a picture."
"You can still draw?" Xia Houlin looked up at him.
Shen Jue chuckled, "Why not? Do you think everyone is as ignorant as you?"
That's right, Xiahou Lin thought, this kid Shen Jue can learn everything quickly and learn everything well. When he was young, he recited those sour poems that made him dizzy, and Shen Jue could write poems by himself just by looking at them.
Xia Houlin took off his jacket, revealing the cotton cloth that was hardened by the starch wash. Shen Jue leaned back on the chair, holding her chin up to look at him. He beats all the year round, and his body is as good as a knife, and even the hard cotton cloth can't hide his fluent muscles.
Just as he was about to change into a jacket, the mid laner was pulled by Shen Jue, revealing his strong shoulders. Shen Jue said, "You also change your inner clothes. It's so hard to wash, is it comfortable to wear?"
Xia Houlin was stunned for a moment and said, "No need."
Shen Jue twitched his hands, and his mid laner suddenly cracked, "Ah, it's cracked, so it's better to replace it with me."
Xia Houlin: "..."
Shen Jue seemed to be very committed to letting him wear his clothes, but Xiahou Lin felt a little helpless and had to agree. Shen Jue took out his own underwear, the slippery satin material, and it was light and weightless in his hand, it was still incense, and it was the smell that belonged to Shen Jue.
Xia Houlin took off his obscene clothes, and his muscles were completely exposed to the air. Shen Jue's eyes darkened a bit, and he suddenly frowned, reaching out to touch a new scar on his arm, "How did this come about?"
"Oh, I accidentally scratched it on the door hook." Xia Houlin said.
"What about cheating? It's clearly a knife wound." Shen Jue squinted at him, "Tell me the truth. If you don't tell the truth, I'll ask your subordinates, beat them dozens of big boards first, and see if they dare to lie to me later."
Shen Jue can really do such a thing. Xia Houlin had no choice but to tell the truth, Shen Jue's face was so gloomy and frightening, he gave Xia Houlin a fierce look, and said, "You are getting more courageous, I will give you the power, not the courage, you dare to hide such a big thing from me. Don't you have a factory guard by your side? Why don't you go up and fight the assassin yourself?"
"Hey, I'm used to it." Xia Houlin looked down at his scars, "Look at the scars on my body, one more and one less is not the same."
Shen Jue also looked down at him, the flesh on his body was not even an inch good, the old scars had not disappeared, and new ones were added, criss-crossing and shocking.
Xia Houlin comforted him, "Isn't it just hurt, which man isn't hurt?"
Shen Jue touched the hideous scars on his body. The one on his left shoulder was sewn by himself, and the one on his waist and abdomen was from when he was an assassin. When he touched his back, there were still large welt marks, and the traces had faded away. , but can no longer be eliminated. Shen Jue felt pain in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Xiahou Lin, do you think getting hurt is a trivial matter?"
"yes."
"why?"
"Why is this?" Xia Houlin wondered, is he still called a man without a scar on his body
"Then let me tell you now, Xia Houlin, being injured is a big thing, a big thing. Because of the injury, it will leave scars, it will not heal, and it may even die." Shen Jue helped him put on his clothes and tied his belt, With a hoarse voice, "There is one last point, I will feel distressed."
Xia Houlin was stunned. He suddenly knew why he felt it was normal for him to be injured, because assassins always walk alone, life and death are one person, few people feel sorry for his injury, even his mother doesn't feel sorry for him, just say "what a big deal, it's over. ".
There are many people who hate him, fear him, and resent him, but very few people really care about him.
Except for Shen Jue.
He smiled slightly and said, "Well, I see."
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Bailiyuan sat under the eaves watching the snow, and the snowflakes fell on her scarlet horse-faced skirt, leaving a deep red mark.
"My lord, the fruit of bliss that was supposed to be transported to Tongzhou Station was embezzled by the leader of the Qingzhou Gang, what should I do?"
Duan Jiu's hoarse voice came from behind her. She didn't look back, but said lightly, "Kill it."
"The three assassins who defected last month have been taken to Shuobei, what should be done?"
She fiddled with the tassels on her waist and replied casually, "Kill."
"Recently, the head of the East Factory, Shen Lin, has been thoroughly investigating the refugees in Beijing, and we have lost a lot of hidden stakes. Do you have any countermeasures?"
She shook her legs and said, "Just send someone to kill it."
Duan Jiu nodded: "Yes, my subordinates understand."
Duan Jiu was about to retire when Bai Liyuan suddenly said again, "Wait."
Duan Jiu stopped and bowed his head slightly.
"It's not the guy named Shen Lin that I want you to kill." She turned her head, her smile seemed warm in the snow, "It's Shen Jue."