Wei Shaoxuan had no expression on his face and shook his head.

"No."

He glanced at Zhu Lingxu, who looked a little disappointed, and suddenly took off the "Wei" token from his waist and threw it to Zhu Lingxu:

"However, I chatted with Manager Zhu tonight and found that we have similar interests. Here, keep this token of my master. If there is an emergency in the future, you can bring this token to see me..."

The instructions with a smile made Zhu Lingxu's mood change. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled very sincerely:

"From now on, under the King of Wei, only the Sixth Young Master will be the one who obeys the humble position!"

Wei Shaoxuan looked satisfied.

Zhu Lingxu carefully put away the token, looked up and found that Wei Shaoxuan did not leave, but looked at him with a smile.

Zhu Lingxu asked in a low voice: "What other orders does the Sixth Young Master have?"

Wei Shaoxuan looked calm and joked:

"It's a pleasure to meet you today. Manager Zhu will be on his way out the next day. What can you give me to make me miss you?"

Zhu Lingxu was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly came to his senses.

Certificate of submission.

These three words suddenly appeared in his mind.

After receiving the certificate of submission, from now on in the Prince of Wei's Mansion, he will be regarded as a member of the Sixth Young Master's lineage.

Zhu Lingxu didn't hesitate for too long, and immediately made a choice. He groped around on his body, and then remembered something. He immediately took off the largest jade ring on his palm and handed it to Wei Shaoxuan solemnly.

Wei Shaoxuan took the ring, tossed it casually, nodded, put it in his sleeve, turned and left.

Zhu Lingxu touched the token in his arms and watched Wei Shaoxuan disappear into the night.

Now the interests with the Wei Palace are more and more firmly tied, but the Sixth Young Master is indeed a good choice.

He looked happy...

The effeminate young man left the Prince of Wei's Mansion and first made excuses to drive away the Persian businessman who was as good as brown sugar.

Immediately, he used Li Li's channel to secretly leave the city overnight.

The feminine young man raised his chin habitually. After leaving Xunyang City, he quickly went to Shuangfengjian Ferry, boarded a long-awaited boat, and headed west.

In the early morning, during the white dew time, the feminine young man arrived in Longcheng County.

When he got off the boat, he carried a long object wrapped in gray cloth.

Returning to Longcheng County again, Yin Rouqing came to Luming Street with familiarity, passed by the Longcheng County government office that had not yet been on duty, and came to a house at the end of the street that had been idle for a long time.

Take out the key, open the door and enter...

morning.

Meiluyuan, in the small Meilin courtyard that was re-cleaned by obsessive-compulsive disorder, Ouyang Rong sat on a stone bench and rested with his eyes closed.

On the stone table in front of him, there were four items quietly placed: a bronze mask, a sword case, a piano case, an emerald ring, and a felt hat.

After a while, he glanced at the time, stood up, put on the bronze mask,

He lifted his chin out of habit.

The air was distorted.

Ouyang Rong's figure disappeared, replaced by a smiling and feminine young man, Wei Shaoxuan.

He put away the remaining belongings.

Go out.

After a while, the feminine young man hugged the piano case and left Meilu Garden.

Looking for the information provided by Yan Liulang before, he waited in the downtown area of ​​Longcheng County.

It was almost noon, and a feminine young man walked into a busy restaurant on the roadside.

I picked a spot right next to the window, put down the piano case, and leaned against the white wall by the window.

The feminine young man sat down, drank and waited.

At this time, a team from Jishui County appeared on the street, preparing to go through the market and board the boat at Penglangdu.

The leader of Jishui's team was a somewhat lame man. Hearing the shouts from the followers behind him, he seemed to be called General Zhao.

Zhao Ru was looking left and right, looking at the street scene of Longcheng with slight interest in his eyes, feeling quite happy.

This time, we successively recovered several counties in the south of Jiangzhou without any effort, and the credit was simply wasted.

He couldn't help but feel lucky that he had chosen to help his old leader Zhu Lingxu. When he was in Jishui County, he was just a small county lieutenant. He accepted the script arranged by Zhu Lingxu to kill the county magistrate and county magistrate and pretend to resist.

I originally thought that the old leader Zhu Lingxu wanted to help Cai Qin and use Jishui County as bait to surround the area and bring reinforcements to capture Jiangzhou.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Lingxu would switch sides and even Cai Qin would be tricked.

Of course Zhao Rushi had no objection. This was just right, as he could avoid being infamy and be a responsible hero who defended his territory.

In any case, Zhu Lingxu, the old leader of Hongzhou, was indeed reliable and did not break his promises, allowing him to get the credit for nothing.

At present, the recovery of several counties is just the beginning, and from now on it will be a steady progress...

The slightly lame man felt refreshed and rode through the market.

In the restaurant, the feminine young man stood up, without taking the piano case, and walked directly to the piano player in the center of the hall, saying a few words in a warm voice.

The piano girl stood up and gave way to the piano platform.

The feminine young man sat down, lowered his head to adjust, and began to play the piano.

The new sound of the piano gradually attracted the attention of the guests in the building, and many people cheered and rewarded.

The piano girl looked surprised, accepted a circle of rewards, and turned to look at the effeminate young man with admiring eyes.

at the same time.

Outside the restaurant, Zhao Rushi's team, who had successfully recovered the counties and returned victorious, passed through the streets.

An "arc" appeared in mid-air.

Pedestrians on the street, including Zhao Rushi who was passing directly below, did not notice the scenery above them for a while.

Except for a few children squatting on the street corner playing a stone-throwing game, one of the children looked up following the thrown stones.

The stone clattered twice and fell to his feet without catching it.

The companion screamed strangely, gloating about the misfortune, but the child who lost his hand rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and stammered with his fingers: "Look, the moon...the moon!"

But the next moment.

The "moon" disappears.

From appearance to disappearance, it does not take more than three breaths.

In the center of the crowd, there was a lame man on a horse, his head rolled off his neck, hit the ground hard, and bounced several times.

The bearded head with big copper bell eyes rolled to a fruit and vegetable stall, where the cabbage leaves were soaked in red.

The headless body, bleeding profusely on the horse, looked at the horrified eyes of his companions behind him. He followed his inertia and walked three more steps before falling off the horse as the horse convulsed and twisted.

The head is dropped on the street, and the body is thrown down at the end of the street.

The bodies were separated, thirty feet apart.

The whole market exploded.

The merchants and pedestrians looked shocked.

In broad daylight, while walking, your head fell off?

I have seen hats and money bags fall off while walking, but I have never seen people lose their heads.

The eyes of those who witnessed it were incredulous, and they suspected that they were dazzled.

In the restaurant, no one was interested in listening to the music anymore, they all ran out to watch the fun.

Isn't it more interesting to see dead people than to listen to the piano?

At a time like this, who would be a serious person to appreciate the piano?

Are those who appreciate the piano still called serious people?

The piano girl next to me also went out.

The feminine young man continued to play the piano without raising his head until the song was over. He calmly stood up, picked up the piano case by the window, walked out of the empty restaurant hall, and passed behind the crowds of people eating melons on the street.

The feminine young man held the piano case and passed by Magistrate Diao and others who had rushed to enforce the law with a serious look on their faces.

In the team of policemen behind Magistrate Diao, a young policeman frowned and turned his head, looked at Baoqin's back, and opened his mouth to shout, when a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him. The young policeman was staggered, and turned his head with a glare. It turned out to be

There was an old head catcher in the team next to him who was very senior and had served under the legendary county magistrate who was loved by the people and who controlled floods and fought bullies.

The old agent retracted his hand and followed Magistrate Diao closely in front, without even looking at the newcomer. The young agent was stunned for a moment, shut up, followed the others, walked a few steps, and couldn't help but continue.

Looking back...
Chapter completed!