The outer study room is a separate courtyard, and there are guards outside to focus on patrolling.
Under the courtyard wall, there is a dwarf pine tree that is evergreen all the year round. The treetops squeak slightly, and people's heads poke out.
It was Kun Wu who was injured.
"Strange, I obviously came here with Gu Huaijiang, what about the others?"
Except for the patrolling guards, there was no one around.
He calculated the time for the guards to switch defenses, jumped out from behind the tree, and climbed up the wall in twos and twos.
It's a good opportunity, since it's here, let's go to the outer study for a while.
He looked around, ran in along the wall with a low body, and walked into the door of the outer study.
…
Yin Shuo casually walked around a few places, but he didn't see Kun Wushou, so he was puzzled.
The identity of the Seventh Prince of Xikun is sensitive, if Gu Shubai hadn't fought with him last time to make amends, I'm afraid he still won't be able to enter Guhou's mansion now.
It's rare to come in, where will he go
He walked along the periphery of the stage, and suddenly remembered something, and walked towards the bamboo-strewn path while no one was paying attention.
After he left, Gu Shubai came out from behind the stage with a calm expression on his face.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Gu Hanmo held the sword and looked at the direction where Yin Shuo disappeared with unkind eyes.
That's the direction of the study outside the Hou's mansion.
What caught the eye was the bookshelves covering the entire wall, on which various books were placed in different categories, and the corners of the pages on two or three shelves were yellowed, and the traces of flipping were heavy.
Kun Wushang looked at them in turn, they were Art of War, Xikun Guozhi, and Beili Guozhi.
"He's a smart man. He not only studies our Xikun, but also studies Beili."
Bei Li has never had any contact with the two countries in the south. Ren Xikun and Dong Ling have been at war for years, and the fight is raging, and Bei Li doesn't care about it.
He casually flipped through one of Beili's annals of the country, many of which he had never seen in Xikun, but Gu Huaijiang searched for them and read them from time to time.
No wonder he can become Dong Ling's unique general. How many people can have this kind of mind with the world in mind
After a quick glance, his eyes quickly turned to the desk in front of the window.
Except for the Four Treasures of the Study, there is no extra debris on the top, but there are many official documents in the bottom drawer.
Kunwu opened them one by one to look at them, and put them back again.
They were all ordinary official documents, without the defense map of the border, nor the records of Gu's army's unique formation, so they were of no value to him.
"Could it be that in Gu Huaijiang's study, there are some dark rooms or something like that?"
There is this possibility.
He knocked along the wall all the way, and there was a muffled sound on the wall, all of which were solid movements.
He almost knocked around the huge study room, but he didn't find anything of value.
He was immediately discouraged.
"Patter."
There was a sound, like a pebble hitting the rear window, and Kun Wu was terrified.
He was found
There was a dead silence outside, and no other sounds could be heard. If anyone found him, he would have been surrounded long ago.
He was puzzled for a moment, and walked slowly to the back window, opened a crack and looked out—
Nothing at all.
Outside the window is a half-dead plantain, unable to bloom in the cold winter, and it will be a touch of new green in the coming spring.
He was about to close the window when suddenly his body froze and he froze in place.
On the attic not far away, there was a tall figure standing in his direction.
Seeing that he was about to close the window, the man sneered slightly, and threw another small stone, which hit the yellow wooden casement right on.
"Patter."
This is the voice.
Through the crack of the window, the eyes of the man in the attic fell on him accurately, not allowing him to escape.
It was Yin Shuo.
If Yin Shuo could find his traces, the people in Guhou's Mansion might also be able to find out.
He quickly closed the window, ignored Yin Shuo, turned around and walked out the door.
Above the attic, Yin Shuo, whose sight was suddenly blocked by the closed window, paused.
Ordinary people would be ashamed and bewildered if they were found out as thieves, but Kunwu's injury is fine and he doesn't care at all.
He knew that if he didn't expose him just now, he wouldn't do it now.
With such a thick skin and such decisive actions, this Seventh Prince is a talent.
pity-
Xikun's eldest prince has already secured the position of prince.
He weighed the small stone in his hand, thoughtfully.
"Young Master Yin, why did you come here?"
An old servant came up to clean up with a bamboo broom, and was startled when he saw someone in the attic.
"Oh, I saw that the Hou's Mansion is very lively today, and the courtyard is full of banquets, so I wanted to find a high place to see how many people came, and I didn't intend to come here."
This should be an abandoned attic, piled up with some sundries, and covered with a layer of dust.
It turned out to be the case.
The old servant laughed, "It's okay, this attic is too close to the outer study, it's been abandoned, it's not an important place. But it's dirty here, if Mr. Yin has seen it, why don't you rest here?"
Yin Shuo nodded towards him and walked downstairs slowly.
The old servant took a broom and cleaned the place where he had just stood, and left his footprints on the thin layer of dust there.
This place is facing the line of sight of the outer study.
He was thoughtful, and the movements of his hands were uninterrupted, when he suddenly felt something foreign where the broom passed by.
Looking down, a few small stones were rolling on the ground.