Contact the killer's maid, and she gave Xie Yao a reply two days later.
"Miss, there is news about the killer you asked the servant to contact." The servant stood in front of Xie Yao, there was no joy after the success of the work, only anxiety and fear.
"What did they say over there?"
"The person who connected said that there are no killers in the capital."
"What do you mean?!" Xie Yao shook her hand and almost drew her eyebrows crookedly. She put down her eyebrows and said expressionlessly, "They don't want to pick it up?"
"A few months ago, there were several assassination incidents in the capital, and the imperial court ordered a thorough investigation. The killers fled and caught, and the killer organization was wiped out by the imperial court. The remaining few slipped through the net and felt that there was no future for killers. Change careers and do other things." The more the maid spoke, the more she whispered, she was afraid of Xie Yao's anger, so she couldn't control her instinct and took a step back.
Xie Yao recalled that a few months ago, she had indeed heard the news of the assassination incident in the capital, and she glanced at the terrified maid: "Maybe the killer named Wusan is connected?"
The maid shook her head: "The contact person said that May 3 may have already died, and I haven't heard from him for several months."
"I understand." Xie Yao thought blankly, since God wants Hua Liuli to live a few more days, she will endure it for a few more days. When her father enters Beijing, she will think of other ways.
"It's really hard to make money." Although it wasn't summer yet, Wu Shan was already wearing a bunt and sitting in front of the stall to greet guests.
"Boss, there are only two pieces of mutton in your mutton noodles, and the next door has two more pieces of meat than you, and it's cheaper." A customer held a bowl of noodles and complained dissatisfiedly, "You can't do this in business."
"Do you think it's too little?" The woman who was cleaning the table picked up the knife on the table and walked towards the guest.
"If you have something to say, don't use the knife." The guest was taken aback.
"Heh." The woman sneered, and saw a flash of knife light and two swoops. The two pieces of mutton spread on the surface instantly turned into more than ten pieces of the same size, which were evenly sprinkled on the noodles.
"A dozen pieces of meat, is that enough?" The woman placed the knife heavily on the chopping board, her eyes sharp.
"Enough, enough." The guest shrank his neck in fright, picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat. When paying the bill, he gave the female boss a thumbs up and said, "The boss is a good swordsman."
Wu Shan put the copper plate paid by the guest into the drawer, and silently added a spoonful of hot water to the pot.
As the sun was getting hotter, the number of guests eating noodles also decreased. Wu Shan sat on the pony and said to the woman who lowered her head to peel the garlic, "How much money have we made this month?"
"Aside from all kinds of raw materials, we lost one or two silvers this month." Wu Si said with a stern face, "It's better than last month, we lost five or two silvers last month."
The two looked at each other and sighed together. The life of an ordinary person is really difficult.
After being separated from the son's people that day, they did not go back to the city immediately, but lived in a cottage in the country for a while, and when they returned to Beijing, they learned that the organization had been wiped out. The most bizarre thing is that the two princesses who were caught by them have been rescued long ago.
As for how the young master's men were discovered and how the hostages were rescued, they did not dare to inquire, nor did they want to inquire.
Several people summed up, decided to live the life of ordinary people, and opened this noodle restaurant.
After opening the noodle shop, they realized that life is not easy. You need to get up early and stay in the dark, and you often deal with weird guests. If they hadn’t washed their hands early, those weird guests would have fallen to the ground when they returned home.
"Boss." An old man in an old robe walked into the noodle shop, "Three bowls of noodles and five buns."
Wu Shan glanced at him: "No."
"Then four bowls of noodles and five steamed buns."
Wu Si sneered expressionlessly: "No."
The old man laughed: "I heard that the boss has a priceless antique in his house. A guest bid 30,000 taels. Would the boss be willing to sell it?"
"Antiques have been broken long ago, and they will not be sold now, nor will they be sold in the future." Wu Shan threw the tablecloth in his hand on the table, "Don't come again."
The old man grabbed a handful of beans on their counter and ate them slowly: "The customer said that as long as you are willing to sell, you can continue to pay more."
Wu Si hung up the closing sign at the door of the noodle shop, turned around and sneered at the old man: "Now we don't do this business for a long time. Under the current situation, who wants to do this business?"
"I know that you only want to live the life of ordinary people, but what kind of beautiful people you were in the past, what's the point of earning a few coins every day now?" It's very rich, just need you to kill a woman."
"Who to kill?" Wu Shan asked casually.
"Hua Yingting's daughter, Hua Liuli."
Wu Shan and Wu Si stopped together, Wu Si turned around and opened the door of the noodle shop, stretched out his finger and pointed to the outside: "You go, don't come again in the future."
The old man said, "Are you really going to be ordinary people all your life?"
Wu Shan said with a stern face: "I have been a gutter rat for more than 20 years. It's good to be a human being."
The old man looked at this inconspicuous noodle restaurant, and the tableware and chopsticks on the wooden table that the guests had not taken away in time, and suddenly smiled: "That's fine, I won't come to you again in the future."
He turned around and walked to the door. Several people in the meeting hall looked at him and suddenly said, "I got a piece of news a few days ago, and I don't know if it's true or not. There was a young man in Yongzhou who was arrested by Donggong Yinjia Guard for selling prohibited goods. If you catch it, you will be escorted to Beijing in a few days."
Several people in the noodle shop all changed their faces.
"I originally planned to leave the capital after earning your introduction fee. Since you don't want to accept it, I will leave the capital tonight." The old man smiled, "Lu Yin household registration is ready."
Wu Shan nodded to him: "Take care."
The old man put his hands behind his back, walked out of the store slowly, and poured into the stream of people.
Two hours later, Jingzhao House received a report that an old man died on the street. The cause of death was very simple. He accidentally fell to the ground, knocked his brain into the broken bowl under the eaves, and gasped before the doctor arrived.
Because the old man had no family, the body was sent to Yizhuang, and the cremation burial was carried out by Jingzhao House.
"Miss, why did we arrange for our own people to kill the person who connected?"
"Only the dead can keep all secrets."
Xie Yao sat in front of the bronze mirror, gently stroked her face, and asked the maid in a soft voice, "Tell me, do I look good?"
"Miss looks like a fairy."
"But why doesn't the prince's cousin like me?" Xie Yao suddenly laughed, her eyes full of madness, "It doesn't matter, he will become my person sooner or later."
If she can't get it, no one else can get it.
In the imperial study room, Emperor Changlong was reading the case file of the palace examination. There were more than 300 candidates participating in the palace exam this time, and he couldn't read them one by one, so except for the top ten selected by the invigilator, the rest were just random checks.
"This answer sheet is very well written, and it can be rated as the first place." Emperor Changlong took out the most promising test sheet and made a circle on it. After finishing the circle, he smiled and asked the prince who was reviewing the memorial, "Yuan Su, do you think this answer sheet might belong to your future third brother-in-law?"
"If not, will you promote him to the top spot for the sake of my son?" The prince seemed to feel a little tired from writing, so he put down his pen and shook his hand. Seeing that Emperor Changlong was looking at him, he shook it again.
The jade beads on the bracelet touched each other and made a clicking sound.
"You think it's beautiful, the imperial examination is about Jiangshan, society, and Ji, how can it be a child's play." Emperor Changlong put the first place on a tray alone, "Naturally it will not work."
"That's it." The prince got up and walked to the imperial case, stretched out his hand to exchange a cup of tea for Emperor Changlong, and glanced at the answer sheet that was ranked first by Emperor Changlong, "I don't care that Hua Changkong does well in the exam. Still bad."
"Yeah, you just want to marry someone's younger sister." Emperor Changlong saw that the crown prince was always stretching his arms in front of him, pouring tea for him, and sorting out the messed up memorials for him, he couldn't help saying, "I'm outside again. What's wrong?"
It's not good for the child to be too lazy, be a little more diligent, and he is worried about whether he has caused trouble. It's a complicated and contradictory mood.
"Royal father, my son has not done anything recently." The crown prince shook his wrist, and Yuzhu made a rattling sound again.
"Don't shake it, it makes me dizzy." Emperor Changlong saw that there were more beads on the wrist of the prince, and couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you the most tired of wearing these things on your hands on weekdays, don't you think it's cool?"
The prince's hands were clean and he never wore rings or jade fingers. Even the Buddhist beads presented by the eminent monks were kept by him, and he never turned on his body.
"I don't like other bracelets, but this bracelet is different." Seeing that Emperor Changlong finally noticed his bracelet, the prince showed a satisfied smile, "This is what your future daughter-in-law gave to the servant."
Emperor Changlong: "..."
What's the point of talking happily, having the ability to marry someone into the palace, and having fun in private.
After showing off the bracelet, the crown prince didn't want to help Emperor Changlong to approve the memorial: "Father, the envoys of the tortoise shell country have been in Beijing for a few days, have you met them?"
"Why, they sent someone to give you a gift?" Emperor Changlong asked.
"It is true that someone came to give gifts." The prince said with a faint smile, "Not only did Erchen receive gifts here, but I am afraid that Erchen's other brothers and sisters also received a lot of good things."
"If they are willing to send it, you can keep it." Emperor Changlong said, "As for whether or not we will see you, when we will see you, it is up to me. It is up to you to make up your own mind about external matters. , I'll take it for you."
"My son also feels that the emperor's day is full of opportunities, and there is no time to meet these envoys all day long. It is enough for the officials of the Ministry of Rites to deal with them." The prince said, "It is not their king who came in person, so there is no need to give them too much face."
Whether it is a person or a country, excessive courtesy is a weakness in their eyes. Dajin's strength is strong, and his attitude is a little colder, but they are more sincere and fearful.
Maybe this is human nature.
When she woke up early in the morning, Hua Liuli found a few boxes of generous gifts at home: "Who brought it?"
"The leader of the embassy of the Tortoiseshell Country, sent by the third prince of the Tortoiseshell Country." Wei Mingyue put the gift list aside, her tone indifferent, "It's been seven days since the Tortoiseshell Country embassy entered Beijing, and His Majesty has not announced them. I'm panicking right now."
"The Tortoiseshell Country?" Hua Liuli snorted coldly, thinking of Mr. Liu, who claimed to be the young master of the Tortoiseshell Country.
A few days ago, they were still laughing at the fact that Dajin had a female general, and it was only a few days later that they came to them. She kicked the box: "Mother, my daughter doesn't like these things, send someone to send them back."
Wei Mingyue glanced at her daughter, without asking her why, she nodded and said, "As you wish."
The envoys of the tortoiseshell country have been resting in the annex these days. Ever since Jin Po was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, they were worried that Da Jin would remember the old grudges and turn to attack their country.
When they first entered Beijing, the reception ministers in the annex were very polite to them. Just two days after they were relieved, they found that Emperor Jin did not seem to have any intention of meeting them. They suddenly became anxious and gave generous gifts to several princes, but they did not get a positive answer.
In the end, they had no choice but to give gifts to some important officials in the DPRK and China, but these officials were very cunning, and their words were better than the others, but no one was willing to give them a definite answer.
"His Royal Highness." A subordinate walked up to the third tortoiseshell prince in panic, "The gift we sent to General Hua's mansion was returned."
"What?" The face of the third prince turned pale. General Hua was the most powerful general in the Jin Dynasty. He was unwilling to accept their gifts. Is there any hint
"Have you heard, why did the general's mansion return these gifts?"
The subordinate shook his head blankly, and said with guilt: "The subordinate has not seen the two generals in the house, but the subordinate has heard a piece of news. This afternoon, General Hua's favorite daughter went back to the Cuju field to watch the Cuju match, we can take this opportunity. get close to her."
"She is a woman, how can you approach her as a foreigner?" The third prince was worried in his heart. If he had known that today would come, he should have brought a younger sister here.
"His Royal Highness, the rules of Dajin are different from those of our country. They do not shy away from meeting women and men." The subordinate said, "Even this afternoon's Cuju competition was played by the women's team."
"How can a woman play Cuju?" The third prince was very surprised. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, I will personally go to the lady of the Hua family to show our sincerity to tortoiseshells."
The people of the tortoiseshell country hurriedly inquired about the hobbies of this young lady of the Hua family, but they didn't find out anything except that she was frail and sickly, and was very fond of the queen mother in the palace.
"Your Highness, this subordinate has heard a little news."
"speak."
"It is said that Fushou County Master once had a very unpleasant quarrel with another County Master in the music room because of a good-looking violinist. Therefore, the subordinates thought that the County Master might be able to talk better when facing a beautiful man. ."
The best looking third prince: "..."
Have they been reduced to the point of betrayal of male sex
The author has something to say: Tortoiseshell: Although we despise women, we can bend and stretch.
Ava: The last person who used a handsome man against the Lord of Fushou County was still squatting in the Dali Temple prison.