"What's useless, get out of here!" The more Jiang Wu saw this, the more exuberant the anger in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting again.
The man in black just covered his chest and stumbled down.
Although Jiang Wu was angry, he didn't dare to delay any time, so he called the steward to come over quickly, "now you go to arrange a few people and keep an eye on the princess Yu. If there is any change, you can report it quickly. If you can't do it well, you will come to see him!"
"Yes." The steward was busy and answered with fear.
After ordering this matter, Jiang Wu put his hands behind him and walked anxiously in the room.
At this time, he just thought of the most important question, what did Mo Shanghua do? Why did he send the two masters to be wounded and captured all his life.
Thinking of this, he could not help but call the man in black in again and ask carefully.
The man in black was busy telling the truth one by one.
"What?" The words of the man in black made Jiang Wu stunned, and his eyes were full of shock.
What did Yan Beicheng look like in Yuzhou for so many years? Even the powerful people in the Imperial City knew it. How could he suddenly have so many experts around him? Has he been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger for so many years?
He had to report it immediately, and he had to think about all the current affairs carefully again.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was. He quickly got up and called credible people to send them out in two groups. He wrote the story of Yan Beicheng playing a pig and eating a tiger in a secret newspaper and ordered them to send it to him as soon as possible.
After finishing this, Jiang Wu was still a little uneasy and always felt that something would happen. Then he opened the darkroom and went around to one side of the darkroom and the other side of the wall. After beating for a while, he took a piece of bluestone brick from it and took out the wooden box inside. He opened it and found that dozens of accounts were still in good condition. He was relieved and put the things back.
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At night
the flowers on the street are dressed in black night clothes. No matter how they move in the dark, they can hide well in the dark. In addition to their light posture, even the night guards are not aware of it.
With Jue fan's martial arts, she easily touched Jiang Wu's study.
At that time, the study was deserted and the room was dark.
Mo Shanghua is a martial arts practitioner. He is dark all around. He can also see at night and close the door of his study. Then she took a celadon tea cup, took off the tea cover, and put the cup upside down on the wooden door. In this way, if someone came, she would find out in time.
After all this, the flowers on the street will quickly search inside the house.
She did not go to rummage, but focus on the wall, desktop items, obviously not for some simple things.
After a while, she fixed her eyes on the inkstone on the desk.
Night vision can only see some basic things, but the details of such small objects are still unclear. I just want to open a folder and take it up for a closer look.
This inkstone is nothing if you look at it carefully. It's regular in shape and exquisite in carving. There's nothing different about it. However, after turning the inkstone over, you can see that there is a thumb size and nail length bulge under the inkstone which should be flat.
The flower eyes on the street turned pale. He took the fire fold to the desk where he had just picked up the inkstone. But he saw that the desk was flat and there was no difference. He put the inkstone on the desk, and the inkstone fell steadily on the desk, without any sense of injustice caused by the bulge.
Mo Shanghua squatted down in his hand, and he couldn't help drooping his eyes. Then his eyes flashed slightly, as if he thought of something, and he tried to turn by pressing the inkstone directly.
When she found that the inkstone could be rotated, her ancient well pupil was slightly bright, so she was busy with her time and continued to rotate according to the law.
Fortunately, this rule is easy to find. She found it without much effort. With the third rotation of the inkstone, the sandalwood bookshelf placed behind the book case "clicks" and moves slowly to both sides, revealing a dark corridor.
The flower on the street gazed into the corridor, thought about it, and then walked in.
Different from what she thought, there was no secret arrow in the corridor. She went to the dark room easily.
The dark room was isolated from the world, so she didn't have to worry too much about being discovered. She simply took a fire fold and lit the candlestick beside her.
Before the origami could touch the wick, a sharp palm wind suddenly came from her side and directly flew the origami in her hand.
Mo Shanghua's heart leaps. She has no time to think too much. She quickly steps back. Su Shou has already touched the dagger on her waist. Before she can pull it out, a black human silhouette sweeps her eyes, and the palm wind cuts her shoulder blades.
On the other hand, he pulled out the dagger in his hand and blocked it with the dagger in his hand. However, the man did not play cards according to the common sense. His action did not stop at all. He bypassed the dagger blade and split his hand on her wrist.When she had a pain in her wrist, the dagger couldn't fall off. The man in black took the dagger in an instant with his other hand. Before the flower on the street could Dodge, the dagger was already across her delicate neck.
The edge of killing intention is close to the neck. Mo Shanghua's whole body moves slowly, and his brain runs fast. A plan suddenly appears in his heart. He says: "who are you, dare you rush into the prefecture at night?"
Speaking, she has quietly pinched a few silver needles between her slender white fingers, and the cold light in her eyes flickers.
The man was stunned when he heard his voice, and then sneered. He took back the dagger and turned to light the candlestick. "It's a coincidence."
Candlelight would have been unable to see the dark room lit up, in front of the eye is the Cape man. He only exposed the sharp corners of the mandible, thin lip slightly pursed, but his eyes were tightly staring at the flowers on the street.
Mo Shanghua is also stunned. She knows that the person in front of her is Yanbei City, but now is not the time to tear it down. The most important thing now is the purpose of Yan Beicheng's coming here. If they have the same purpose, it's easy to say, but if there is a conflict of interest
However, in a short period of time, many of these ideas have been turned around in the flower heart.
"What is your purpose?"
Yan Beicheng's eyes swept over her vigilant eyes, and the deep Phoenix's eyes lightly scratched a dark color. Then without hesitation, he took out the wooden box he had taken out and threw it, "I have the same purpose with you. No matter who you or I have, it's a function. Now that you're here, it'll save me trouble. Take it well. "
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