The Governor is Sick

In the evening, Shen Min returned from the outside. It was the cold spring season. When Shen Zhe came in, she brought back a coldness, her eyes and eyes were stern and cold, and she turned to see Xia Houzhen crooked on the bed looking at the music, Xia Houzhen heard the sound, raised her face, and that face was almost Startled Shen Min.

Xia Houzhen had become the appearance of Sixi, and Shen Ju looked at it at first glance, almost thinking that Sixi died and was resurrected. Sixi had a mean picture, a pair of narrow eyes, and a slightly tall cheekbone supporting the cold white skin, which made people sick. Xia Houyi was easy to be beautiful, but he lacked a temperament. Shen Min touched his cheekbone, slightly soft and greasy, as if it were a kind of wax. Shen Yan poked hard, stamping a fingerprint on Xia Hou's cheekbones.

Xia Houzhen tilted his head and let go of his hand, and said helplessly: "Don't press blindly. If I press it badly, I have to make it again."

Shen Ye brought a sister-in-law and sat next to Xia Houyi. He inspected his wounds and recovered well. There was no inflammation or bleeding. It seems that Lord Wang Yan has not planned to accept the melee devil.

After adjusting the sleeves, Shen Yun seemed to ask casually: "Xiahou Hou, are you working for Weide? Is that the boss you said before is Weide?"

"What the hell? Although I haven't met Weid, the abbot, oh, is our boss, I'm still very clear about what kind of bird he is, and he doesn't look like an eunuch."

"Oh? What should the **** look like?" Shen Yan raised his eyes and said, "Do you look at me like an eunuch?"

Shen Yan's eyes were a little gloomy. He was always sensitive. Xiahou immediately understood that he had said something wrong, and he couldn't figure out what he wanted.

The answer, saying he looks like he is poking a knife into his heart, saying that he doesn't look like, but he is really a eunuch.

Xia Houzhen was tangled, and suddenly Shen felt boring, so he switched back to the topic and said, "Maybe your boss and Weid have reached some kind of alliance. Maybe."

Xia Hou shook his head and said, "It's impossible to kill your life. It ’s been a hundred years since Galan created the temple. Wei De is only a few years old and can support it for a few years. There are more grudges and grudges on the rivers and lakes, and you can feed just a few orders. The whole mountain is gone, and Garan can't go to fight for him. The alliance is not likely. Garan always works for money. Besides, the most important thing in our industry is to hide the traces. What kind of connection do people have, otherwise people who care will follow the vines or set traps to seduce them, which will cause unnecessary trouble. "

Shen Ye listened, slightly unhappy. According to this, isn't he Xia Hou's weakness? By the way: "I'm not that stupid. As long as you are safe and secure, I won't let anyone find a trace of clues, let alone follow the vine and touch melon." Then, when he saw that Xia Hou's lips were dry, he poured a cup of tea and put it in Xia Hou's hand. on. After waiting, I realized that I was more and more handy in doing the work of serving Xia Houyu. I took the tea back again and took a pretense sip.

Xia Houyi thought that Shen Ye would hold the tea by himself, obediently wait for Shen Ye to finish drinking, and hold the tea cup in his hand. After listening to Shen Yan's words, it seemed that he still didn't plan to let himself go. He had to stay here to recuperate and talk to him slowly after a while.

"Speaking of which, why do you suddenly ask me if Gala is Weid's running dog? Could you hear any news about Gala?"

Shen Zheng glanced at him and said, "Last night, Princess Ma was assassinated. The child had not yet given birth, and even people and children died in Chengqian Palace. Don't you know that?"

Xia Houyi shook his head into a rattle.

Shen Zhen continued: "The concubine has a slight criticism of Wei De. He often blows pillows with the emperor and asks him to alienate Weed. Wei De has made great efforts to divide his favor. Ma Guifei can't bear being pregnant. There is everything in the palace with children, especially the emperor's son-in-law, and even Weid is helpless. "

"It turned out that the" prey "was a concubine, killing two dead, really **** evil." Xia Houxi sighed, "All things are inquisitive, killing people. I only received the task of going to the Tibetan Library to find the map of the former palace, I wasn't told that anyone else was going to assassinate the concubine. "

Shen Yan's look was a little complicated, and he said, "When I went to help you steal medicine, I heard a few assassins talking at the Tai Chi Department of Medicine, and I didn't seem to take your life and death to heart." Shen Yan frowned slightly, Xiahou My mission is not as good as assassination of the concubine, but it also has to go deep into the palace. Why is there no support?

Does the so-called Galan really care about Xia Houyi's life or death?

Xia Houxi smiled bitterly, and said, "It's like this, I'm used to it. I can't practice swordsmanship at home, I often run a business, and it's normal for people to be laid off. Galan always used a knife to talk. You can't do anything else, Just shy into a quail, do n’t show your head. If it was n’t for my mother's sword, I would have been bullied to death. ”Speaking of half, Xia Houzhen remembered something, his face changed, and asked,“ Wait, you just said a few assassins , More than one assassin has assassinated Ma Guifei? "

"There is more than one. Four assassins died in Chengqian Palace, and the rest fled." Shen Yan remembered Galo Luo, but still hesitated and said nothing. He knows very well what kind of person he is, selfishness is his nature, as long as he can leave Xia Houyi, he will not deceive or coax.

Xia Houzhen was stunned.

Four assassins were folded, which was an unthinkable loss for Galan. Galan brought home fatherless mothers from nowhere. Homeless orphans were raised in the village. Each child started to march at the age of five, touched a wooden knife at the age of seven, and moved a real knife at the age of ten. The training of each assassin takes at least seven years, and the life expectancy of assassins will not exceed 28 years on average.

Not to mention that two-thirds of these children chose to stay in the mountains as farmers, that is to say, even if the children make up the assassin's lack, most of them will not live for two years. The most dangerous time for the assassin is the beginning and tail years. Either because he was too young, inexperienced, and died from negligence, or because he was too tired, his years of injuries dragged his body down, and he didn't want to live at all. .

Therefore, the Galan Assassin never waved only the shot in the plan, and immediately evacuated when he missed one. Galan also rarely acts together on a large scale, and will only send secret posts to respond and support. Whether it was the last Xie family destruction or the palace assassination, it was a large-scale collective assassination operation rarely seen in Galan's history.

The abbot, do n’t you really see the money to open the night festival, and sell Galan to Weid?

The assassins who have come without a trace and who have no trace can still be handsome, and use them to brag to others, saying "kill one person in ten steps, and stay for a thousand miles. When things go, they will hide their skills and names." But the eunuch's hawk-dog running dog is too appetizing, boasting that he has a master without a spout? Xia Houzhen was very depressed.

Seeing him lowering his head and not knowing what to think, Shen Zhen asked, "What are you thinking about? Tell me to listen."

Xia Houyi just prepared to answer, and a footstep sounded under the window, saying: "Song Father, there is Yu Linwei outside, please come and speak."

Xia Houyi and Shen Ye looked at each other. Xia Houyi grabbed Shen Shou's sleeves, and Shen Qiao pressed his hand and said, "Don't panic." Then he got up, put on his hat, straightened his clothes, and went out.

The palace gate was waiting for Yu Linwei with a thick eyebrow, and when she saw Shen Yan, he bowed and handed him a few medicine packs and said, "The humble job is a fellow villager of Situ. This was sent by him."

"Situ?" Shen Xuan asked in confusion.

"My father-in-law doesn't know Captain Situ?" Yu Linwei was a little surprised, scratching his head. "It was Situ Jin Yulin, Captain Yulin who killed a few assassins last night. In order to chase down one of the most powerful female assassins, he still suffered. It's a stab. "

It turned out to be him. Shen Yun was not shocked, and nothing happened. In this palace, he has seen good-hearted and black belly, but he has seen good-hearted less, because usually there is nothing to end.

Shen Yan's eyebrows were lowered, and he always put on a modest appearance, saying, "The strange slave was stupid, but he didn't think about it for a while. It turned out to be Master Situ. Master Situ was kind, and the slave took the liberty to accept it. "

Shen Yan walked in the palace for two years, and used the word “humility” on the face of Wen Liangliang and frugality, relying on such a harmless and modest appearance of people and animals, and other people who entered the palace with him When he was delivering tea to the powerful eunuchs and even washing his feet and night pots, he had become the little steward of Gansi No. 4 Institute.

He put a close and distant smile in his hand, waiting for Yu Linwei to finish his polite words without pain or itch, then he could go back and rest.

However, Yu Linwei's eyebrows frowned and said, "I'm afraid I can't transfer my humble job."

Shen Min's smile froze, and said, "What does that mean, sir?"

"The father-in-law said that everyone else was dead. How could Situ survive alone? Situ must be afraid of death, and he refused to use all his energy. If he had not been seriously injured, he would have to suffer a few boards. This will The document was placed on the child, and Situ was demoted to the camp in the outskirts of Beijing. "Chang Weiwei sighed, and wanted to scold Wei De for the death of the eunuch. Suddenly he remembered that Shen Ye was also an eunuch, and he kept his mouth shut.

Shen Yi silent for a while, and warmly said, "Master Situ is strong in martial arts, and the master is assured that the camp in the suburbs of Beijing cannot bury him."

"That's what it says, but it's a tough day. It's just that Situ is too honest. Brothers who don't usually have anything to say don't say it, let alone a capable father-in-law ... Shen Gonggong, do n’t get me wrong. You do n’t mean that you are incapable of doing a poor job. ”Yu Linwei scolded a few dogs in his heart, grinning.

"Adults worry more, slavery saves. Master Situ is a good person. Slaves have no ability. Instead, they know a few people, and they can say a few good words, so that Master Situ can get a better job in the camp." Whether it can be achieved or not, Shen Xun does not sell mercy.

Yu Linwei's eyes brightened, and he smiled, "That's great, Situ is really a blessing to be able to make such a friend with you. You have to go back to duty on duty, leave first, father-in-law will not send it!"

Shen Hui returned to the room, and glimpsed Xia Houyu sitting in front of the mirror to re-poke his fake face, and asked casually: "Xia Houyu, do you think good people will have good rewards?"

Xiahou looked at the roof and thought, "Yes, at least I can cast a good tire in my next life."

"Is that so?" Shen Yan put down the medicine bag in his hand and smiled. "But my eyes are too short-sighted, I just look at this life."

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Situ Jin covered the wound under his ribs with his left hand and walked slowly with his right hand against the wall.

The sun was sinking to the west, and the sky was full of anger, and the shadows on the ground stretched out long and slightly embarrassed. The traffickers had stopped, and pushed the cart on the stone road, and the sound of things hanging from the top made noises from time to time.

He was derogated.

From the deputy of Yulin Weiyou Weiwei to being the captain of the five military camps in Beijing suburbs, Pin rank has not changed, but he has lost the qualification to accompany the king, and everyone else is worthless for him, but in fact he doesn't feel much. At that time, he came to Beijing from Shuobei, took the martial arts name, and was elected to Yu Linwei. He wanted to build his career and spent three years in the palace. Now, in retrospect, it doesn't seem to taste much.

He has always followed the trend like this, he will stay wherever others put him, without arguing, without desire.

To a man, this doesn't seem good. Men need to support their families, and they need to shine on the door. Without the ability, the wife and children would go hungry, and without the fame, the family would not thrive. However, he was an exception. His parents died, and he grew up eating hundreds of meals in an isolated town in Shuobei. Although the town is small, there are often passing swordsmen. His sword was learned from them. One person taught one trick. He didn't understand. He learned how to chop and chop. Later, he learned how to kill.

Later, the old people in the town said, Ah Jin, when you grow up, you are going to build a career. He came to Jingshi carrying the knife that he helped blacksmiths do with miscellaneous items, but he was still helpless and alone. It was a snowy day. At this time, the towns were usually closed, and Jingshi was very busy. He rubbed his shoulders on the street. He carefully held his knife so that the scabbard would not poke others.

But he was still alone, and the hustle and bustle had nothing to do with him.

Alone is fine. He thought it would be enough to feed himself. Reaching out and touching the wound, the sharp pain made him pause. Changing dressings should not be very troublesome either. He gasped, and moved on.

"Master Situ?" A very clear call came from the right hand, like a ying.

Situ Jin's heart jumped for a few beats for no apparent reason, and slowly turned around, seeing the girl standing at her door with a bamboo basket, a frosty skirt made of fine cotton, and **** and white eyes Glancing at him momentarily. He never dared to face the girl's face squarely, his eyes moved down, and placed her hands on the knockers. The exposed wrist was like a bright moon, and Bai Shengsheng looked beautiful.

By the way, her name is Mingyue. Zhu Mingyue, it's so nice.

He knew that her family had opened a medical museum. Doctor Zhu was very famous in this area. The miraculous medicine worked well to cure the disease, and even more famous was his beautiful daughter. Many rogues deliberately made three or four wounds and went to the medical museum to take a look at the moon. He and her house were two pairs of doors. Every time he rode to Yingying, he happened to meet her carrying a medicine basket to the hospital, but they didn't say anything.

But how did she know that his surname was Situ?

Mingyue pointed to his waist and said, "You have blood on your lower back. Master Situ, are you injured?"

Situ stunned for a moment, reached out and touched his lower back, and it really hurt. He blushed in embarrassment, and he didn't know he was injured in the lower back.

Mingyue "slaps" a smile, and greets Situ Jing: "Well, why are you staying like this? Come in, I will bandage you. It happened that my dad was at home, and he was the best at being injured.

Situ said, "I can ..."

Mingyue pretended to clap the doorboard angrily, and said, "Can you hold your back? Come in fast." Before Situ spoke, he stepped into the room first. She always said that wind is the temperament of rain. With such a violent temper, she also appeared outside all day long. How can she find a good person? Situ could not help worrying about her.

He has always been such an old mother's personality, worrying blindly.

In desperation, Situ Jin bowed his head and straightened himself into a tattered scatter by Gala Luo, and followed Mingyue's hind foot into the room.