The outer study is a separate courtyard, and there are guards outside to patrol and guard.
Under the courtyard wall, a dwarf pine tree that is evergreen all the year round, the top of the tree rang softly, poking out a person's head.
It is Kunwu injury.
"Strange, I obviously followed Gu Huaijiang, how about the others?"
Except for the guards on patrol, no half of a person can be seen around.
He calculated the time for the guard to change defense, jumped out from behind the tree, and climbed up the wall in twos or twos.
A good opportunity, now that it is here, simply go to the outer study room.
He looked around, ran down the wall in his short stature, and swayed into the door of the outer study.
…
Yin Shuo walked around a few places at random, but he couldn't see the injured figure of Kun Wu, and felt surprised.
The seventh prince of Xikun had a sensitive identity. If Gu Shubai hadn't fought with him last time to make amends, I'm afraid he would still not be able to enter the door of Guhou Mansion.
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 path of bamboo staggered while people were not paying attention.
After he left, Gu Shubai walked out from behind the stage with a calm expression on his face.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Gu Hanmo carried the sword, looking badly at the direction of Yin Shuo's disappearance.
That's the direction of the study room outside the Hou Mansion.
The eye is a book shelf covering the entire wall. There are various types of books on the top. The corners of the pages on the two or three shelves are yellowed, and the traces of reading are heavy.
Kun Wushang looked at them in turn, they were the Art of War, the History of Xikun, and the History of Beili.
"I'm a smart man, not only studying our Xikun, but also studying Beili."
Bei Li has never intersected with the two countries in the south. Ren Xikun and Dong Ling have fought for years, and the battles are in full swing, Bei Li does not pay attention to them.
He flipped through one of Beili's National Chronicles, many of which recorded that he had never seen it in Xikun, but Gu Huaijiang searched it and read it from time to time.
No wonder he can become Dongling's unique general. How many people can have this world-minded mind
After a quick glance, his gaze quickly turned to the book case in front of the window.
Except for the four treasures of the study, there are no extras, and there are a lot of official documents in the drawer underneath.
Kunwu opened his wounds one by one and put them back.
They were all ordinary official documents, and there were neither border defense maps nor Gu Jiajun’s unique formation records, which was of no value to him.
"Could it be that in Gu Huaijiang's study, is there anything like a dark room?"
It is possible.
He knocked all the way along the wall, and the wall made a muffled noise, all solid movements.
He almost knocked on the huge study room, and found nothing of value.
He was suddenly discouraged.
"Pattern."
With a sound, like a pebble hitting the rear window, Kunwu's injuries suddenly horrified.
He was found
There was dead silence outside, and no other voice could be heard. If anyone spotted him, he would have been surrounded long ago.
He was puzzled for a while, walked slowly to the edge of the back window, opened a window and looked out—
Nothing at all.
Outside the window is a half-dry plantain, unable to open in the cold winter, and will be a new green in the next spring.
He was about to close the window when he suddenly stiffened and froze in place.
In the attic not far away, there was a long figure standing in his direction, facing him.
Seeing that he was about to close the window, the man sneered slightly, and threw another small stone, which was hitting the yellow wooden window.
"Pattern."
This is the voice.
Across the window, the man in the attic fixed his gaze precisely on him, not allowing him to escape.
It was actually Yin Shuo.
Yin Shuo can find his trace, and the people in Guhou's Mansion are likely to find it too.
He quickly closed the window, ignored Yin Shuo, turned and walked outside the door.
Above the attic, Yin Shuo, who was suddenly blocked from sight by the closed window, paused.
Ordinary people will be ashamed and at a loss when they are found out as thief.
He knew that he hadn't exposed him just now, even more so now.
With such a thick skin and so decisive in doing things, this seventh prince is a talent.
pity-
The eldest prince of Xikun had already secured the position of the prince.
He weighed the pebbles in his hands, thoughtfully.
"Master Yin, why are you here?"
An old servant came up to clean with a bamboo broom and was shocked to see someone in the attic.
"Oh, I saw that the Hou Mansion was lively today, and the banquets were all over the yard, so I wanted to find a high place to see how many people came, and I didn't intend to walk here."
This should be an abandoned attic, piled up with some debris, covered with a layer of dust.
It turned out to be so.
The old servant laughed, "Maybe, this attic is too close to the outer study room. It has been abandoned. It is not a major place. But it is dirty and messy. If Young Master Yin has seen it, why not take a break?"
Yin Shuo nodded at him and walked downstairs slowly.
The old servant took a broom to clean the place where he had just stood, where a thin layer of ashes left his footprints.
This place is facing the sight of the outer study room.
He was thoughtful, the movement of his hand was uninterrupted, and suddenly he felt something foreign in the place where the broom was passing by.
Looking down, a few small stones were rolling on the ground.