An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

I rushed to the second level in one go and was in a great mood. Sleeping? Go to sleep, can you sleep at this age? Are you a little ambitious?

Unroll the paper, grind the pen, write a note overnight and hand it in. When we travel around the world, our main focus is to be able to do both literature and martial arts.

At the end of the next day, Zhao walked into the check-in room with the human skin mask and put it respectfully in front of Lu Wenyu.

Lu Wenyu first picked up the human skin mask and played with it with interest for a while before putting it down. He lamented that Zhao Ju was so skilled in his craftsmanship that it was no wonder he was able to escape several times. Then he picked up the booklet and read it briefly. His expression changed drastically. He read it again carefully before reluctantly putting the booklet down and tapping the table with his fingers.

"Okay, as expected of a killer."

"I thought this was written in the book. You were watching when the young Marquis was killed. What was written is the same as the truth!"

But Zhao felt embarrassed if he wasn't watching from the side. Not only was I watching from the side, I even killed the young Marquis wearing a human skin mask. The murder weapon was still in space. How could it be unreal?

"Fifth Master praises me. Speaking from experience, the editing process is quite simple."

Zhao's expression remained unchanged, he drank tea and said calmly.

Lu Wenyu smiled and said, "There's no need to be modest. If you write well, you'll be good. I've been busy lately and worked hard. Take a good rest these days. You still have business, so you can't shirk it."

Zhao, who was drinking tea, had a meal on his hands, right? Have I really become a cow? Why do you come to me if you have anything? There is no one left in Jinyiwei?

Although I was thinking about how to refuse, I quickly replied, "I am willing to serve Fifth Master!"

Lu Wenyu didn't reveal Zhao Jiu's thoughts and just walked out with the book and the human skin mask. He smiled as if he was convinced, and he was like a vicious landlord who oppressed his subordinates.

It wasn't until Lu Wenyu walked away that Zhao Jiu put down his tea cup, his face gloomy, business? It was nothing more than killing Wang Jiwei even though he knew it, what else could there be for official business! I thought I had guessed wrong, but unexpectedly, I guessed right in a daze. Thinking of this, Zhao sighed helplessly. He couldn't help himself in the world, let alone under the eaves.

No longer thinking about it, he lay down on the table. Since you can't resist, just accept it. It's not like Lu Wenyu won't give you money. Eating and waiting to die is more important than these worries, as long as you can survive, it's a day!

Halfway through the application time, Zhao couldn't wait to pack up his things and leave first as a sign of respect. Carrying the food box and walking to the yard, I was speechless all the way. After thinking about it, I should relax more. I am so busy with trivial matters every day that I don't even have the intention to enjoy music. It is really a sin!

At half past Xu, Zhao went to Nuanxiang Pavilion with his hands behind his back, humming a ditty. After working hard for several days, he had to use music and dance to cure his inner boredom.

In front of the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion, a familiar little fat man was pacing. He looked bitter and resentful. Who else could he be if he wasn't Li Yizhen?

"Brother, why don't you go in?"

Li Yizhen was stunned when she heard Zhao Jiu's voice. Then she turned her head in surprise and said eagerly, "Brother, I miss you so much. Oh, without me, I can't sleep well or eat enough. It's really It’s... lovesickness!”

Zhao couldn't help but distance himself. What's wrong with this fat boy? Why did he say so disgusting things? What does it mean to be lovesick? How should I answer this?

"Brother, just tell me what you have to say, why are you so polite?"

Maybe because she felt that she was too abrupt, Li Yizhen smiled awkwardly, "Brother, this...this poem, brother, I have racked my brains and come to Nuanxiang Pavilion every day, but I just can't do it. I guess it must be Without my brother to accompany me, I have no inspiration..."

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and thought it was a big deal. It turned out to be this kind of thing. It was not a trivial matter to Zhao, so he smiled and said, "Brother, don't blame me. I have been busy with too many official matters recently. Didn't I just have free time today?" Well, I can’t wait, brother!”

After hearing this, Li Yizhen didn't want to force himself. He eagerly pulled Zhao towards Nuanxiang Pavilion, shouting as he walked, "Mom, everything remains as usual, hurry up!"

The two walked through the lobby, talking and laughing as they headed upstairs. Entering the room, the singers and dancers were already in place. They sang and danced for a while. They each held two girls in their arms, drank wine, and sang songs. The atmosphere was pleasant.

After the pot of wine was finished, Li Yizhen quietly whispered into Zhao Jiu's ear, "Brother, make a poem and make another one. The wonderful words and sentences from last time are really memorable for a long time, and the meaning is still unfinished."

"Okay." Zhao immediately agreed. Xiao Huang's poems were not serious poems, just a few random sentences.

"Big brother, please listen carefully. My younger brother has little knowledge and needs to be corrected by me."

Li Yizhen hugged the girl and kept touching her, taking advantage of her openly and openly by drinking. Although he had a lewd smile on his face, he still raised his head like a scholar and kept saying yes.

Zhao drank a glass of wine and closed his eyes as if thinking. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Yes! Cardamom Fairy Erbalang, wrapped around his body and holding his hair in red waves. Begonia covets the place where it blooms, leaning against Chen Gui Dragon Palace.”

"how?"

Reading the poem, Li Yizhen thought about it carefully and exclaimed, "It seems to be so close before my eyes! Hahaha."

Zhao just laughed along with him. Although it was yellow, it was interesting at least. It was bad to come and go on his own, it was simply insulting to the gentlemen!

The two of them laughed and laughed until the third bottle of wine was finished, then they each hugged the girl and went back to the room. They all have slightly red cheeks and look impatient.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and Zhao helped Li Yizhen out of Nuanxiang Pavilion. After putting Li Yizhen on the carriage, he walked towards Zhao Prison.

In the next few days, Zhao returned to his old life, eating on time and being the first to leave. His main focus was to eat and wait until death. As for how the death of the young marquis ended, Zhao didn't care. Anyway, there was a high probability that it wouldn't be related to him.

After a few comfortable days, Zhao's body became numb. He spent the whole day either lying down or on his stomach, looking like a pure waste. Until I returned to the yard that day and saw Lu Wenyu in the pavilion teasing Lucky.

Zhao Jiu's mood suddenly deteriorated, and he had no choice but to sit across from Lu Wenyu and said bitterly, "Fifth Master, what is this?"

Lu Wenyu didn't speak immediately, but smiled and rubbed Zhaocai's back. After he was satisfied, he smiled and said, "My family has to get a dog. It's not appropriate to keep coming to your yard to tease your dog."

Zhao just smiled and said nothing. He wanted to see what kind of medicine this old boy was selling in his gourd, but he didn't believe it. He suddenly came here just to talk about dogs.

"I almost forgot about business. You go to Shu and leave in two days." After that, Lu Wenyu took out a thousand taels of silver notes from his arms and continued, "One thousand taels, kill Wang Jiwei."

"Who is the fifth master talking about? It can't be that Taoist priest Wang Jiwei from Qingcheng Mountain, right?"

"Exactly." Lu Wenyu's tone was low and certain, and he crossed his fingers as if he was saying something ordinary.

"Can't kill." Zhao blurted out without even thinking about it, without even looking at the banknotes on the table.

Lu Wenyu raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in confusion, "Why can't I kill him?"

"The money is not enough, we have to add more money! The minimum is two thousand taels."

Lu Wenyu was silent for a while, then added a thousand-tael silver note to the table and said with a smile, "No need to add more, right?"

Zhao took the banknote, stuffed it into his arms after confirming it was correct, and instantly put on a happy expression.

"Many bandits in Shu went to Annan. Not only did they disrupt the situation in Annan, they also intensified the war in Shu."

"Originally, many prefects submitted information about the situation in Shu, but none of them made it to the capital. His Majesty was furious and sent a lieutenant to Shu. You must ensure that he returns to the capital alive with the information." Lu Wenyu said.

"Colonel?" Zhao asked, a little confused.

"The only son of a marquis." Lu Wenyu explained, with a little helplessness in his voice.

"Got it."