An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

According to the address written on the note, the house that He Tongpan sent should be by the North City River, not far from the prefectural government office.

So Zhao Jue was not in a hurry to go there. Like to put on airs? Then give him time to do it.

Although he had nothing to do, Zhao Jue still found an empty room, crossed his legs and drank tea to kill time.

At this time, Li Yizhen, who had washed and changed his clothes, walked in and said, "Brother, you are very comfortable as an imperial envoy!"

"Brother!" Zhao Jue turned around and said in surprise.

"Alas, you have only been here for a few days? Why rush now? There will be plenty of time and trivial matters in the future. Just rest when you need to."

"Brother, what you said makes sense." Li Yizhen sat down while fiddling with his sleeves and waved his hand to let the clerk go down.

Then he asked quietly, "Is there something wrong with the transfer to Jiangnan this time?"

Looking at Li Yizhen's calm expression, Zhao couldn't help but sigh that he had been tempered and matured a lot, and knew that he was thinking with his upper body.

"The emperor wants to march north, and he sent him for three things. One is to check the official warehouse; the other is to check the enemy; the third is to raise grain..."

Zhao did not hide it, and told him everything. After all, Li Yizhen also made a living by military merit. Although raising grain is not as glorious as killing enemies in battle, it is not much different.

Besides, he is also one of us. It is normal to hide big things from outsiders. If you hide it from your own people, it will increase internal contradictions and conflicts.

"How much does it cost?" Li Yizhen skipped the official warehouse and the enemy and asked directly.

"One hundred thousand dan, one month."

Li Yizhen was shocked. One month was too short. Apart from the official warehouse, he couldn't think of another way, but the official warehouse...

So he lowered his voice and asked, "Official warehouse?"

"Official warehouse." Zhao knew what he meant and said affirmatively.

Hiss.

Li Yizhen took a breath, drank a sip of tea, and slowly uttered a word: difficult!

Zhao knew whether it was difficult or not, but he had to do it!

The two drank tea separately, and they were speechless. Time passed silently, and in a blink of an eye, it was completely dark. The spring rain outside the door was still falling, making people unconsciously wrap their clothes tightly.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao stood up and waved his hand, "Let's go and meet the other person. The three of you can't carry 100,000 dan of grain alone."

"Well, okay."

The two held umbrellas and walked out of the prefectural yamen one after another, heading towards the house sent by He Tongpan.

As soon as I got to the back door, I saw Jiang Qianhu leaning against the threshold, feeling aggrieved.

"Old Jiang, what's wrong? Is there a ghost in the house?" Li Yizhen and Jiang Qianhu had been traveling together for several days, and they had already become good brothers who had been to brothels together. Seeing that his face was not right, he hurriedly joked.

Jiang Qianhu sighed, shook his head and waved his hands, "The one inside is not much better than a ghost..."

"Is it here?"

Knowing that Zhao was asking about the little master, Jiang Qianhu nodded and whispered, "Old Nine, that woman has real kung fu, be careful, don't be fooled by her face!"

It's interesting! Zhao nodded disdainfully, not taking Jiang Qianhu's words to heart.

It's good to have real skills, but I'm afraid that an embroidered pillow will come. In Zhao's opinion, since they are here to be cattle and horses, it's better to be able to plow than to eat without working.

As for whether it is easy to manage, that is not within the scope of consideration. She dares to find fault with herself, and dares to find fault with Lu Wenyu?

Sun Wukong is powerful, but he was suppressed by Tathagata for five hundred years!

"Let's go in together."

Zhao took the lead, pushed the door open and walked in. Jiang Qianhu and Li Yizhen looked at each other behind him, and then followed behind.

As soon as I entered the backyard, I understood why Jiang Qianhu was so scared. I saw a woman sitting in the yard with a light veil covering her face and wearing a red long skirt.

The strange thing is that in the drizzling weather, the yard is clean and refreshing, without any water pollution. The raindrops are suspended in the air, as if held up by an invisible hand.

When the woman saw the three people coming in, she was used to ignoring the two people behind her. She stared at Zhao Jue with her charming voice, "Little brother, I came here to find a man named Zhao Muzhi."

"Yes, it seems that you don't want to see your sister..."

Zhao Jue was too lazy to care, and moved a chair out by herself, sitting in front of the woman calmly, looking at her leisurely.

Raised an eyebrow and scolded, "Are you pretending to be your mother? If you have a name, say it. If you don't have a name, call me dad and give you one."

"Hehe."

Before the laughter disappeared, a red figure continued to lengthen, and in a blink of an eye, a tender white hand went straight to Zhao Jue's throat.

Li Yizhen and Jiang Qianhu behind him were shocked. This was not a move, but a murder. The two wanted to stop it, but they couldn't even see the figure clearly.

But the finger stopped outside Zhao Jue's neck and dared not stretch forward. In front of the woman was a white jade waist card with two simple words on it: Imperial Envoy.

"Can you see clearly? You are the imperial envoy ordered by the emperor. Do you want to kill you? Do you dare to kill you?" Zhao Jue's face was ferocious. He grabbed the woman's hand and stabbed it directly into her neck.

This crazy move scared the woman. She quickly circulated her true energy to break free and sat back on the chair. Her chest was still heaving.

What a lunatic!

"What's your name?"

Although Zhao Jue's face was calm, the sweat on his palms still showed that he was a little guilty. But since he had to pretend, he would pretend to the end. The person hadn't left yet, and his momentum couldn't be weak.

The woman frowned and was a little surprised. The boy in front of her didn't look like an old man in the world. How could he be so calm and composed?

How could she know that the moment the true meaning of the woman's martial arts appeared, Zhao almost went back to his room to change his pants.

"Suzaku." After hesitating for a moment, the woman still said her name.

The moment she said her name, the three people in the yard breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. 놙But Zhao still held his head,땤Li Yizhen and Jiang Qianhu patted their chests at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.

Wow, I almost scared you to death just now. What hatred and resentment, just met and didn't say a few words and started to fight for life!

But Zhao didn't think it was so simple. His purpose was not simple. In this so-called "team", he needed absolute right to speak, so he had to calm down the little master in front of him.

Otherwise, how could he use public power for personal gain in the future? Don't you think that assassination three times and the death of two people can settle the account?

There is no such business that is guaranteed to make money!

That's right, Zhao not only wants to make money, but also wants to kill the people behind the two guardians.

"Suzaku? Are there also Azure Dragon, White Tiger and Black Tortoise?"

Suzaku didn't say anything, but nodded. Since she didn't get any good results from showing off her power, there was no need for her to waste her energy to hold up the drizzle.

The oppressive atmosphere in the yard disappeared, and drizzle fell from the sky. Captain Jiang opened his umbrella to protect 놛 and Li Yizhen from the rain, and 땤 Zhao released his energy to push away the rain.

Seeing that Suzaku was the first to back off, Zhao put away his badge and said affirmatively.

"Since we are one of us, then we should cooperate well, support each other, and share the worries of the emperor and the fifth master."

"땤The imperial envoy has fallen on 놖, so in the future..."

"Listen to 놖!"