Chapter 271 It’s me
Changxin Palace.
"Have you confirmed that it's not Fan Xian?"
The eldest princess had changed into a dark blue dress at this time. She sat sideways on the couch, stroking the cat in her arms and asked Yan Xiaoyi who was standing at the door of the palace.
Yan Xiaoyi nodded slightly.
"Probably not."
Lanxiang, who was standing next to the eldest princess, said proudly.
"I told you before, Fan Xian was drunk at a banquet and poetry competition, how could it be him?"
The eldest princess glanced at her with a half-smile and muttered to herself thoughtfully.
"Two assassins, working together."
Yan Xiaoyi spoke out the new conclusions from the Imperial Study.
"Perhaps, it is related to Dongyi City."
The eldest princess looked down at the bad cat and spoke softly with doubt.
"What are they coming for?"
As she spoke, her eyes moved and she raised her head slightly.
"Kill me?"
Yan Xiaoyi spoke at the right time.
"Your Majesty is also suspicious of this!"
After thinking for a while, the princess slowly stood up, handed the cat in her arms to her maid Lanxiang, walked towards the palace door, stood in front of Yan Xiaoyi, and gently opened her red lips.
"Xiao Yi, this is unreasonable!"
Yan Xiaoyi remained silent.
The princess thought for a moment before speaking.
"Please do me a favor and find a way to tell Zhuang Mohan to leave Nanqing, the sooner the better!"
"Yes!"
Yan Xiaoyi bowed in response and turned to leave.
After the eldest princess stopped and watched him leave, Lanxiang came to her quietly with the cat in her arms.
Looking at the cat in her arms, the eldest princess smiled, stepped forward, stretched out her hand, gently lifted the cat's chin, and spoke softly.
"There's something wrong about this, isn't there?"
The cat was very well behaved, it squinted its eyes and meowed.
The eldest princess smiled immediately, then put down her hands, slowly put away her smile, and murmured seriously.
"I'll have to think about this."
……
Fan Xian's courtyard in the Fan Mansion.
Wu Zhu picked up a section of Barrett's rifle barrel from the box and slowly raised it in front of him. He stroked it gently with his palm, feeling its unique smooth and cool touch, and exclaimed in admiration.
"This iron is excellent! I wonder how it can be polished into this shape."
After a pause, Wu Zhu looked down into the box and continued.
"I just don't know what the Miss left these things for?"
Fan Xian, who had been in a daze since opening the box, finally reacted when he heard the voice. His eyes were still fixed on the things in the box, and he responded in a deep voice.
"It's for killing people!"
Wu Zhu suddenly turned his head and looked at him.
"kill?"
He looked down at the thing in his hand, his tone full of doubt.
“It has not been opened yet.”
As he spoke, he reacted and looked at Fan Xian again.
"You know this stuff?"
Fan Xian swallowed unconsciously and spoke.
"I know, I know, I know! Uncle, this, this is a really good weapon!"
Wu Zhu was puzzled.
"weapon?"
Looking at the things in the box, Fan Xian's eyes flashed and his tone was firm.
"Peerless divine weapon!"
Wu Zhu did not respond, but just quietly looked at the thing in his hand for a few seconds before handing it to Fan Xian.
"how to use?"
Fan Xian silently took it from him, stuffed it back into the black cotton card slot in the box, and spoke.
"I haven't used it, but I have a general idea of it. However, the difficulty lies in how to use it properly. I can only study it slowly when I go back."
After a pause, Fan Xian said.
"There's no rush for this, let's see if there's anything else first."
After saying that, he lifted up the entire layer of the Barrett component. When he looked down, Fan Xian's eyes lit up. There was indeed something underneath!
He reached out and picked it up, then turned to look at Wuzhu.
"Uncle, it's a letter, and it's addressed to Wu Zhuqi!"
Wu Zhu, who had been listening quietly, quickly put down his arms upon hearing this, looked down at the envelope that was handed to him, and moved his mouth but said nothing.
After a moment, Wu Zhu did not take the letter, but raised Fan Xian's wrist and said.
"You...read it to me."
"Forehead…"
Fan Xian said hesitantly.
"For you."
Wuzhu calmed down.
"You can look at my stuff as you like."
Fan Xian opened his mouth, and then suddenly laughed.
"it is good!"
There were several sheets of letter paper in the envelope, all densely written with words. After just a quick glance, Fan Xian's eyes widened again.
……
West Gate of Kyoto.
Unlike the other three gates with huge traffic, this place is sparsely populated in the early morning, and the soldiers guarding the city stay inside the gate drinking tea and chatting.
Wang Qinian led a horse and slowly walked out of the city gate with the locksmith.
The locksmith, who had changed into a clean cloth shirt and cloth shoes, kept talking to Wang Qinian.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
When the two men were about ten steps away from the city gate, Wang Qinian stopped, looked at the locksmith and raised his hand to signal him to shut up.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll take you there."
As he spoke, Wang Qinian took a small bag from his horse's back and handed it to the locksmith.
"Remember what I said, ah, hold the stuff."
The locksmith took the bag and put it on his shoulder, then listened obediently to Wang Qinian's instructions.
"Don't come back to Kyoto for some time and don't let others recognize you!" Upon hearing this, the locksmith pulled off the long black cloth scarf covering his face, revealing his chin with stubble.
"Don't worry! I shaved my beard for this matter. No one will recognize me!"
Wang Qinian smiled with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, good, good!"
After praising him, he glanced at Ma and waved casually at the locksmith.
"Well, go ahead and have a safe journey."
After saying this, he turned around and led the horse back to Kyoto.
When the locksmith saw that something was wrong, he quickly reached out and grabbed the horse's reins.
"Hey, didn't you say you were going to give me the horse? What are you doing? It's for me."
Wang Qinian saw that the locksmith had reacted, but he still held the reins tightly and had no intention of letting go.
"No no no, hey hey, you first..."
The locksmith pulled hard on the reins.
"Let go, you promised me that."
Wang Qinian held on tightly.
"The horse is for you!"
When the locksmith heard this, he pulled even harder.
"It's over now, let go and I'm leaving."
Wang Qinian tried to pull him apart, and when he saw that he couldn't hold on any longer, he shouted anxiously.
"Do you know how much I spent on this horse? I paid for it all!!!"
The locksmith was not moved at all. He pried Wang Qinian's hands off the reins and led the horse away!
"Whether you are doing this or not has nothing to do with me. We have already agreed on this, why are you being so shameless? Let's go, let's go."
Wang Qinian was not in the right, so he did not continue to argue. Looking at the locksmith's leaving back, he shouted again with a bitter face.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened last night!"
The locksmith responded from a distance.
"Oh, you know the rules!"
Wang Qinian pinched his waist and watched the horse go away with a look of heartache. Then he sighed deeply and turned around to go back to the city.
However, when he turned around and suddenly saw Chen Pingping and the shadow behind him, he was so frightened that he almost died on the spot.
He was so frightened that his feet suddenly lost control and he fell to the ground with a bang. He stood up in a panic and Wang Qinian bowed hastily.
"Chen, Dean Chen."
Chen Pingping, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was kneading a piece of black solid wood in his hand, squinting his eyes as he looked in the direction where the locksmith left and asked softly.
"Who is that person?"
Wang Qinian bent over and looked back.
"Forehead…"
Chen Pingping looked at him.
"I'm asking you a question. What happened last night?"
Wang Qinian looked embarrassed.
"Forehead…"
Chen Pingping smiled and asked again.
"Who is that person?"
This time Wang Qinian didn't dare not answer, his brain was working rapidly.
"Um, he, he is a locksmith. Um, it's like this, Dean. Yesterday, I asked him to help me open someone else's door, and then I asked him to leave quickly..."
After saying that, he raised his head cautiously and glanced at Chen Pingping's expression. However, Chen Pingping just smiled and lowered his head to play with the things in his hands. It was impossible to tell his attitude.
After thinking about it, Wang Qinian knelt down with a plop.
"Chen, Dean Chen, you see, this is my first time committing this crime of stealing, please forgive me."
After saying that, he lowered his head with a bitter face.
Chen Pingping smiled, looked up at him, leaned forward and spoke softly.
"I can send the Black Knight to bring that man back."
When Wang Qinian heard this, his eyes widened and he raised his head. Seeing that Chen Pingping didn't seem to be joking, he waved his hands hurriedly.
"No, no, no, I, I, I really did ask him to make a key! I can swear to the dean!"
Chen Pingping leaned back, lowered his head and clenched the wooden block in his hand again. After a moment, he looked up and spoke.
"Does the assassin in the palace last night have anything to do with you? Does he have anything to do with Mei Cheng'an? Does he have anything to do with...Fan Xian?"
When asked about the key points, Wang Qinian's face suddenly wrinkled, he closed his eyes and tilted his head, and his throat seemed to be stuck.
"No, no wuwuwu~no!"
Chen Pingping smiled and pointed at the shadow of the outstretched hand.
"Do you know how powerful he is?"
Wang Qinian was almost crying.
"I know, I know."
Chen Pingping said.
"I'll give you one more chance. Was it Mei Chengan who was in the palace last night?"
Wang Qinian answered this question quickly, waving his hands repeatedly.
"no no!"
Chen Pingping nodded.
"Oh, it doesn't look like him. Is that Fan Xian?"
Wang Qinian was speechless. He watched Chen Pingping struggle in his mind for a long time, then he gritted his teeth and denied it again!
"no!"
This time, without waiting for Chen Pingping to speak, Yingzi loosened the handle of the wheelchair, raised his foot and slowly walked towards Wang Qinian.
Wang Qinian was so frightened that he clutched his trouser legs tightly with both hands, closed his eyes and leaned back, breathing deeply while uttering unknown syllables of extreme fear.
……
Fan Xian's courtyard.
After waiting for a long time but seeing Fan Xian still not start reading, Wu Zhu tilted his head and asked a question.
"Why don't you read it?"
Fan Xian looked at the letter with the corners of his mouth curled up, raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue.
"The words I used are really... a whole different world."
Wu Zhu was puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing, I just started reading."
Fan Xian cleared his throat as he spoke.
"Hey~ cute little Zhuzhu~ give me a kiss!"
Wu Zhu suddenly interjected in a serious tone.
"Xiao Zhuzhu is me!"
……
(End of this chapter)
