Life Hunter

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Li Qingxian refused to let go.

Zhou Chunfeng concealed the joy in his eyes and said, "However, be careful if someone criticizes you for inviting favor and flattery later."

"I've been to Hubu Street, why are you afraid of a verbal dispute?" Li Qingxian smiled calmly.

Li Qingxian changed the subject and said: "In order to prevent Xiao Xiao's criticism, it is better to write down two documents today, one for Mr. Luo and one for Uncle Zhou. When the brewing method is established, the documents can be used as evidence. Congratulations to the Emperor on his birthday. However, I have a merciless request. No one other than the four of us should know about these two documents. Once leaked, I would rather destroy the brewing method."

"You are too careful, but that's okay. I will hide this document and never let others know about it, including Mr. Lu." Luo Jing said.

"Yeah." Zhou Chunfeng just nodded softly.

The few people discussed for a while, and at dusk, Luo Jing and Li Qingxian said goodbye.

"Good nephew, stay here. Uncle Fool has something to say." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Li Qingxian looked happy and said, "Then my nephew will stay."

Zhou Chunfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, said goodbye to Luo Jing, and turned back to the study.

Luo Jing walked out of the side door of Yewei Yamen under the leadership of the guards and stood on Yewei Street, looking at the blue-black night sky.

Duan Heng and other subordinates followed behind him and waited quietly.

"Brother Heng, I want to thank you today." Luo Jing suddenly said.

"Ah?" Duan Heng looked confused.

"This Li Qingxian is pretty good." Luo Jing said, striding away.

Duan Heng suddenly understood and laughed.

In the study.

Zhou Chunfeng pointed to the chair: "Sit."

Li Qingxian sat down.

"Tell me, what are your intentions when you asked us to keep the documents?"

"No." Li Qingxian replied naturally.

"In addition to protecting yourself, do you have any other intention in congratulating the emperor on his birthday?" Zhou Chunfeng raised his eyebrows, full of heroism.

"No." Li Qingxian remained calm.

"It's fine if you don't have it," Zhou Chunfeng nodded, "What are you doing standing still? Take a gold-lettered order and hide it. Don't show it around."

"Ah? Okay!" Li Qingxian happily walked to the table, carefully picked up the wooden order with gold characters on a black background, and played with it carefully.

"Is there anything else? Go back if you have nothing to do."

Li Qingxian was about to leave when he glanced at Zhou Chunfeng and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, I want to ask you a few personal questions. I have been thinking about it for a long time."

"Ask." Zhou Chunfeng picked up a document and reviewed it.

Li Qingxian said: "We have many legends about you in Daqi, such as 'The City is Viewed by Jade'. It is said that when you arrived in Wusu City when you were ten years old, you were mistaken for a beauty because of your crystal clear jade-like skin. As a result, the whole city gathered around you. I didn’t believe it at first, but after seeing you today, I immediately believed it.”

"Seven years old." Zhou Chunfeng said without raising his head.

"Then... is it true that the cart is full of fruit? You just said you were going to buy pears, but many women forcefully threw their fruits and vegetables onto your cart?"

"Many times." Zhou Chunfeng put down the document, a look of helplessness appeared on his handsome face, and nodded.

"Is it true that the lingering hand is true?" Li Qingxian was even more curious. It was hard to imagine that a man was being surrounded by many women holding hands because he was so handsome.

Zhou Chunfeng's face darkened and he said, "Are you here to be a night guard or a long-tongued person? Zhou Hen, see the guests off."

"Then it's true..." Li Qingxian turned around and left nonchalantly, "Uncle Zhou, please take good care of your health and speak less if your voice is not good. I'll go find Faxiao later and get some loquat ointment. It's not expensive, but it keeps things true. Uncle Zhou Hen, I’m leaving, there’s no need to send him off.”

Li Qingxian left carelessly.

When Li Qingxian's figure disappeared into the yard, Zhou Hen said helplessly: "This kid is too familiar."

"He is used to being a wild child. He is not afraid of anything, so it is not a bad thing." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Zhou Hen curled his lips, why didn't he praise him in front of him?

Zhou Chunfeng stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the lotus pond that had not yet bloomed.

"Wine..."

Zhou Chunfeng's eyes were in a trance, as if he had gone back many years ago, when he was demoted from Beijing and experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

So many so-called friends, but in the end only two best friends were given to me.

When I arrived at Shiliting, I saw a man sitting at the table by the window of the restaurant, raising a glass to me from afar and drinking it all in one gulp.

At that time, Li Gangfeng had only met him a few times. He never thought that Li Gangfeng, as an official of Yushitai, would not avoid suspicion and send him off in person.

In Zhou Chunfeng's memory, in that early summer, the fragrance of grass and wine was always wafting in the wind.

Thumping...

Zhou Hen glanced out the window and walked out of the study.

Zhou Chunfeng sat back in front of the desk, and the gray falcon landed on the ground and turned into a human.

"Sir, we found it."

"Tell me carefully." Zhou Chunfeng's Jiangnan soft language seemed to be filled with stones.

"Two years ago, Mr. Li Gangfeng Li participated in the nine major crimes of the Prince of Yuan. The Prince of Yuan was demoted to the general of the auxiliary country and imprisoned. Half a year ago, Mr. Li passed away, and the Prince of Yuan returned to the Yuan Palace, but The title of Crown Prince is no longer given. Recently, Crown Prince Yuan hooked up with Ye Han, the concubine of the Marquis of Dingbei. Ye Han pretended to befriend Li Qingxian and got Li Qingxian drunk. Prince Yuan's men used the fifth form of Heart-Destroying Palm on the drunken Li Qingxian. Heart-Destroying Palm The fifth palm position leaves no trace. If the victim is not in the right position, his heart will be closed after an hour, which is very similar to sudden death. Perhaps the person was too impatient and lacked strength, so Li Qingxian escaped."

Deep dark shadows fell in Zhou Chunfeng's eyes.

"Is it really Ye Han?"

"unambiguous evidence."

Zhou Chunfeng sighed, took out an envelope, and wrote the words "Zhou Chunfeng" on the cover.

He stared at the three words for a long time.

"Zhou hates."

"I'm here for a humble job." Zhou Hen pushed open the door and walked in.

"Let our people put this greeting card on Prince Yuan's pillow." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Zhou Hen and Hua Falcon both raised their heads and looked at Zhou Chunfeng in surprise.

Half a year ago, that's okay.

But these days are different.

"Sir, King Yuan has gained the emperor's trust recently, and it is said that he will be in charge of the two imperial camps." Zhou Hen advised.

"Do it." Zhou Chunfeng's voice was very soft.

"Yes!" Zhou Hen picked up the heavy empty envelope with both hands and walked out.

"Let Ye Han come over by the way." Zhou Chunfeng said.

"yes."

Not long after, a young man wearing an ordinary dark blue night guard uniform approached slowly.

He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was like a crown jewel, but he frowned tightly and pursed his lips hard.

His left hand is holding the handle of the knife tightly, his back is slightly arched, and his body is not as tall and straight as usual.

Ye Han just saw that under the big locust tree outside the street patrol house, Zheng Hui, dressed in tattered clothes, happily told the whole process of Tiqi's rescue of Li Qingxian. The crowd surrounded him on three floors, and it was suffocating.

Pang Mingjing, the head of the finance department and a dignified seventh-rank official, was stripped naked and sent to prison.

Flying insects rushed towards him at night, and the anxious Ye Han waved his hands repeatedly. When he arrived in front of the study door, he took a deep breath to calm down.

Just as he was about to speak, a summons with a Jiangnan accent came from the study.

"come in."

The voice was so cold that it froze Ye Han's body.