Although the sea was so wide that fish could leap, and the sky was so high that birds could fly, Nan Yi, who was now free, looked up and found that her sea and sky were only a square inch in size, and there was no place she particularly wanted to go.
But she still remembered what Song Muchuan said to her. Song Muchuan hoped that she could help Bingzhusi, and she agreed at the time. She gradually realized that the promise she made was very important, and she was ready to fulfill her promise, at least to help Song Muchuan until he could safely escort King Ling'an out of the city.
So Nan Yi was on her way to Liang Kee Mihang. When she was in the Yucheng Army, she knew that Liang Ji Mihang was the contact point of Bingzhusi. Every once in a while, they would send some supplies to the mountains, and they could also be the first to contact Song Muchuan. She was afraid that if she went to his home or to the shipping department to find him, he would be too conspicuous and cause trouble, so she planned to go to the joint first.
Said to be a rice shop, this shop is pitifully small and is run by a middle-aged couple. They get grain from big merchants in the city and then retail it to the people in the village.
As soon as he walked near the neighborhood, Nan Yi saw a conspicuous sign hanging on the small building, which said "Liang Ji Mi Xing". Now Nan Yi can recognize the Western characters. His gaze slowly moved down, and after a closer look, he saw a scholar in Tsing Yi entering the shop.
Nan Yi became happy, isn't this Song Muchuan? Arriving early is worse than arriving by chance. Just when I was about to run up, I suddenly saw a beggar squatting on the street, which was strange.
Nan Yi knew very well what a beggar looked like. Most beggars don't dare to look up at people, but they will stare at people's shoes and trousers to judge whether the person is a generous and wealthy master. Only when they find a suitable beggar can they dare to take a quick glance at the whole picture and step forward. begging. Even when begging, he always stooped and stooped, and never dared to look at the nobles.
This is the fear and caution of this society that these people have experienced countless times and are engraved in their bones.
The beggar looked up and stared at the passers-by on the street. Someone threw a few coins into his bowl, and he thanked him ecstatically, without even looking at his broken bowl. He didn't seem to care whether he got money from begging or not.
Nan Yi felt that this person was a bit strange, and since this street was Bing Zhusi's contact point, she was inevitably more cautious.
If this person is a spy and has targeted Liang Ji Mi Xing, then if Song Muchuan goes in, wouldn't it be... Nan Yi doesn't dare to take it lightly and wants to test the truth.
Fortunately, she is just an inconspicuous passerby now.
She touched her right wrist, and there was a sleeve arrow tied inside. She was tied there when she woke up. It was probably Xie Queshan who returned it to her.
Just in time to come in handy.
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On the other side, Xie Queshan used a trick to deceive the people who were following him. By the time they realized that there was a fraud, the house was already empty. Even if someone doubts him, there is nothing he can do if they can't find evidence.
But what Xie Queshan wanted to know was who suspected him.
He Ping watched for him from behind. When he reported, he said that those who were watching seemed to be Han Chinese. Their movement skills were very flexible and consistent, and they were well-trained. They had never seen them in the city before.
Xie Queshan felt strange, how could he be a Han?
He couldn't be the one sent by Zhang Yuehui to listen to the corner, right? He quickly denied this idea. People from Zhang Yue Hui were coming in and out of the house every day. He wanted to eavesdrop. There was an easier way. Sending such an assassin was overkill.
A thought suddenly flashed through Xie Queshan's mind. It couldn't be...if it was as he guessed, it would be difficult.
I'm afraid these are reinforcements invited from outside.
Wanyan Jun has now taken over the army and has great power. There is no need to ask the royal court for troops. This is even more incompetent. He will not be so reckless, so only Usha is left.
Usha must have obtained some precise information, so he did not hesitate to invite reinforcements to help and keep a close eye on him.
The only thing that could make Usha willing to spend so much money was Yuchengjun's case. He wanted to use Yuchengjun's case to turn things around.
But the news couldn't come out of thin air, and it happened to be at this delicate time... How did he know? Xie Queshan did not believe that there was no one behind the scenes to add fuel to the flames.
A simple piece of news has already created countless possibilities in his mind.
He decided to meet Zhang Yuehui.
In the Huachao Pavilion, Zhang Yuehui discovered that Xie Queshan had moved Nan Yi away, and immediately sent countless eyes throughout the city to look for him. He secretly cursed the old fox countless times, but the old fox came uninvited.
"Boss Zhang, do you want to do some business?" Xie Queshan walked in calmly and sat down on his own.
Zhang Yuehui stood by the door, still not closing the door, and said with a smile: "The fortune teller said that I am not suitable to do business with someone named Xie. It's rude."
He looked like he was telling people to get out of here.
"Let's talk about the price first."
"I have plenty of money."
"You only have one life."
Zhang Yue remained silent, pushed the door shut with a bang, and sat down at the table: "Whose life?"
"Whose life is worth the most in your heart - your own... or Nan Yi's?"
The smile on Zhang Yuehui's face darkened: "Where did you send her?"
Xie Queshan stopped talking and said, "Why don't you tell me first what kind of pressure Wan Yanjun put on you to make you so eager to get rid of him?"
Xie Queshan was also testing to see Zhang Yuehui's reaction. After all, Zhang Yuehui was Qi Ren's favorite.
But he thought that on the day of the robbery in the dungeon, Zhang Yueying should have planned to expose his identity to Wanyan Jun. In the end, it was all in vain, and he would definitely not be able to gain favor in front of Wanyan Jun. Whether this matter was serious or trivial, at most he could just give it some other information. He wasn't sure. Zhang Yue had the idea to blame Wanyan Jun when he came back?
Zhang Yuehui looked at Xie Queshan with squinted eyes, but did not answer. He didn't know what clues he had used to infer this step, but it was obvious that if he didn't know this question, he wouldn't have been able to ask it.
I'm afraid Xie Queshan has guessed that he leaked information about Yucheng's army to Husha, and wanted to use Husha to get rid of Wanyan Jun, so he came to visit him.
There was no need for him to deny it. After all, from Xie Queshan's point of view, it was a good thing to see Qi people fighting among themselves, and he could not expose him.
Is Xie Queshan starting to play his cards right with him? interesting.
Zhang Yuehui pretended to sigh and said: "Master Wanyan is a difficult buyer to deal with. He has given me a difficult problem. There is one day left before the deadline. Who do you think I should betray?"
"I can help you get through Wanyan Jun, but I want to get something from your business."
Zhang Yue leaned back on the chair and said with a smile: "Xie, who are you looking down on?"
"You borrow Usha's hand to investigate the Yucheng Army and Bingzhusi. If he finds out something, you report it to Wanyan Jun for entrustment. But I'm afraid that the storm caused by Boss Zhang's wave of sleeves will be too big and the same mistakes will happen again." Thank you. Queshan's eyes were deep and taunting.
Zhang Yue smiled back, then her face stiffened, making the same mistake again?
——This familiar taunt from a love rival.
He made some sense and became angry: "Did you send Nan Yi to Bingzhusi?"
"Which stronghold do you think she might be hiding in? Will Usha find her when she checks the Yucheng army?"
After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuehui knew that he was in a losing position, but he refused to admit defeat and gritted his teeth and said: "Xie Queshan, your love is nothing more than this, you just treat her like a pawn!"
Xie Queshan smiled: "At least my chess pieces don't hate me. Unlike Boss Zhang, I can't even beg him to turn around."
Every sentence touches the heart.
The smile on Zhang Yuehui's face disappeared, and he was speechless for a long time before he said, "What do you want?"
"Wanyan Jun's shipbuilding requires a lot of hard work. He asked you to help him transport people from other places a month ago. The last batch should be on the way, right? Leave the transport team to me."
Zhang Yuehui still refused to let go: "Where is Nan Yi?"
Xie Queshan smiled: "I don't know, she left on her own. I can't control her."
Zhang Yuehui was so anxious that he kicked the table, then stepped forward and grabbed Xie Queshan's collar: "You are sending her into the tiger's mouth!"
Xie Queshan remained unmoved, admiring Zhang Yuehui's expression, which made his eyes split open, completely revealing how anxious he was.
"Boss Zhang, you haven't seen her for a long time. You don't know what kind of person she is now."
In the end, it hit Zhang Yuehui's seven inches. This is what he fears most about Nan Yi's changes. He is afraid that she will get farther and farther away from him because of this. He didn't know what Nan Yi had agreed with Xie Queshan, but this time, he didn't dare to gamble with her safety.
Before he found Nan Yi and confirmed her safety, he couldn't act rashly.
Zhang Yuehui let go of his hand dejectedly and took a step back. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, maintaining the dignity on his face, and said two words: "Deal."
Xie Queshan stood up, patted Zhang Yuehui's shoulder, and did not forget to add: "Boss Zhang, isn't it better to risk your life if you rush?"
Walk away proudly and proudly.
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Nan Yi stood at an inconspicuous street corner, raised her hand, and shot an arrow at the sign hanging outside the shop. Now she was somewhat accurate, and she shot the rope steadily, and the sign hit the ground with a bang, as if it was flat. A sound of thunder startled the surrounding people.
Nan Yi observed the beggar. The moment the sign came down, he turned over and rolled away with vigilance. His skill and sensitivity were obviously not what a beggar should have.
But when he saw that what was left was just a sign, he immediately realized that what he had just done was too conspicuous, and he looked around cautiously.
Nan Yi was immediately caught by his gaze.
When two hawks look at each other, they know that the other is definitely not a kind person. Nan Yi was shocked, but knew that she must not lose her confidence at this time and pretend to pass by as if nothing had happened.
As he passed the beggar, he grabbed her trousers with such force that he couldn't break free.
"My lord, please give me some money." He stared at Nan Yi without any scruples and said grimly.
Nan Yi's legs were already a little weak, but she was still holding on to her face and scolded fiercely: "You stinky beggar, you soiled my skirt, can you afford to pay for it!"
Nan Yi pretended to be a woman, pulled back the hem of her skirt, and hurried forward to avoid him.
He didn't dare to enter Mi Xing, so he walked forward together. After walking out of a street without looking back, Nan Yi dared to "accidentally" look back, but the beggar didn't follow him.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his body was suddenly forced to lean back. Someone attacked Nan Yi from behind, quickly covered her mouth and dragged her into the alley.
All this happened quickly and silently, Nan Yi had no room to struggle at all, the man's power was overwhelming.
There was a sharp sleeve dart hidden in his other hand, and he was about to stab Nan Yi. Nan Yi used both hands to resist his arm desperately to prevent the sharp blade from piercing himself.
The wounds on her body were all opened, and she was like a leaky rag, with blood all over her body, but her desire to survive made her unable to notice the pain. She let go of her right hand, leaving only her left hand to resist, and the sleeve dart went towards He pushed forward an inch, almost cutting her clothes.
At the critical moment, Nan Yi raised his backhand, clicked the sleeve arrow mechanism, and shot towards the person behind him.
I don't know where it hit, I just felt the man's hand loosen. Nan Yi didn't dare to relax, so she took advantage of the brief advantage, grabbed his hand, turned her head and wiped his neck - blood instantly spattered her face.
The man had a sleeve arrow stuck in his face, and a line of blood appeared on his neck. The man fell down softly and died instantly.
Nan Yi gasped in shock, and warm blood was falling down her cheeks. She raised her head somewhat helplessly, only to see Song Muchuan standing at the entrance of the alley.
Nan Yi was a little stunned. She looked at the corpse on the ground and then at Song Muchuan. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the blood on her face, but she wiped away the bright red.
Song Muchuan walked towards her and just shook his head at her calmly, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.
His voice was calm and contained reassuring power: "I will deal with the aftermath."
