Author: Yao Jishan

"Everyone of you, please be patient. If a single thread is broken, I won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell you all."

The treasurer's mother raised her voice and shouted, with an indescribable show-off in her voice, as if she was already honored just to take care of these luxurious accounts.

Wei Shu wanted to laugh very much.

It is said that these few volumes of brocade tents, even if all the gold and silverware in this room are added, may not be worth a piece of agarwood table. But this mother only focused on those unimportant things, and she would

Good things are regarded as commonplace, which is simply ridiculous.

But when she thought about it more carefully, Wei Shu realized that the thousand-year-old ancient objects were just placed in the corner like debris, accompanied by the cobwebs and dust. Wei Shu felt that this was nothing more than a big witch.

Cong originally had calculated the number of people, but when she saw the two women lifting up the curtains, she walked forward and inspected them one by one. Seeing that everything was in good condition, she completed the handover with the treasury mother.

He signed the deposit with his fingerprint and walked out of the warehouse first.

The girls filed out carrying things, and Hao solemnly pointed to a gravel path at the west end: "Go from there."

Wei Shu looked up and saw a road she had never walked before, which seemed quite unfamiliar to Aqisi's memory.

But the strange thing is that Aqisi actually knows the end of that road - a small courtyard that is rarely visited by people, and seems to have visited it several times.

How did she get there?

Wei Shu was extremely surprised and wanted to find out the reason, but the memory came very suddenly. As soon as she recalled it, there was a dull pain in her head, and she immediately stopped exploring.

Nowadays, Wei Shu has become accustomed to such sudden memories and the corresponding symptoms. She does not insist on recovering her memory and lets everything take its course.

Not long after walking along the path, Hao led everyone to a diagonal road and soon came to a moon gate.

After the moon gate is a long corridor, all the way to the end of which is the front yard.

Marshal Zuo's mansion is really too big, and the warehouse in the back house is particularly far from the front yard. If you carry things and walk from the main road, you may not be able to reach it even if you take two seconds.

Hao was not afraid that these slaves would be harmed, but he was worried that the curtain would be scratched by flowers and trees, so he chose this shortcut.

Walking along the side road saves time and worry, and it can also avoid people, which is really convenient.

Another thing is that the front yard has not been very peaceful recently. It is said that a guard died of the epidemic. The corner door leading to the front yard has been locked for two days. Although it is passable now, Hao still feels that he should be careful.

It's never wrong.

At this time, Wei Shu had put aside her previous worries. After entering the corridor, she secretly estimated the corresponding courtyards along the way, and the topographic map of the mansion in her mind became more complete.

As long as you walk through the front yard again, the general path of Marshal Zuo's Mansion will be clear.

After exiting the alleyway and passing through the corner gate, the front yard is in front of you.

At this time, the courtyard was completely quiet, with servants coming and going constantly, but no one could be heard talking, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.

When they got here, Hao strictly ordered the girls not to whisper to each other, let alone look around. She herself also lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, and soon led everyone to a courtyard with white walls and black tiles.

Chair tables have been lined up in the courtyard, and the monastery in the courtyard has also been newly decorated. The servants coming and going are all silent, not knowing which distinguished guest they are entertaining.

Wei Shu followed the other girls to the monastery, hung up the curtains under Hao's command, and took off the sachets hanging above one by one, and was led out by Hao.

Just as he walked out of the courtyard, there was a sound of boots and clattering in front of him, and soon several men strode forward. The first man was a bearded man, of medium height, wearing a tattered silver robe, and a green-faced wolf head with fangs tattooed on his bare forehead. The seven braids on the back of the head are all tied with strings of red coral beads. Although his hands are empty, his movements are as if he is holding a sword, and he is awe-inspiring.

It was actually Marshal Zuo Mangtai Nadan!

When did he return home?

Wei Shu was extremely surprised, and Ceng Hao, who bumped into Mang Tai and his entourage, was even more frightened. She hurriedly led the girls to the side of the road and knelt down on the ground to salute.

For a moment, the grass and trees were desolate, and there was no sound everywhere, except for the heavy footsteps gradually approaching.

Mang Tai Na Dan didn't even look at these maids.

He seemed to have something serious on his mind, his brows were furrowed tightly, his complexion looked a little bad, and his energy was slightly lower than usual, as if he was seriously ill.

Following him was a man in a blue robe. Seeing this, the man took two steps forward and whispered:

"The Marshal is busy with official matters. I haven't bothered you in the past few days. But I wonder what is going on with the Marshal now?"

He spoke a golden language with a strange accent, and every word he uttered was like a jackdaw weeping.

The moment the voice came out, Wei Shu suddenly felt a chill in her heart. Her limbs and bones seemed to be frozen, and even her blood seemed to be frozen.

This sound...

A feeling of dizziness suddenly hit her, and she subconsciously closed her eyes tightly and buried her head deeply.

Mang Tai remained silent, and the man in blue robe slightly raised his voice and said:

"I understand that the commander-in-chief has concerns, so I have been waiting for him for many days. It's just that time is not waiting for me. If the commander-in-chief still doesn't understand my lord's intention, then I..."

The conversational tone suddenly paused, and a slender figure appeared silently beside the man in blue robe.

He was a young man dressed as a scholar from the Song Dynasty. He was about twenty-eighty-nine years old. He was wearing a dove-gray robe and a pine mountain green ribbon tied around his waist. He had regular facial features, deep eyes, and a pair of wide sleeves in the spring breeze. The agitation continues.

"What's wrong?" The man with a voice as loud as a jackdaw turned to look at the man in gray shirt next to him, his expression very solemn.

The man in gray shirt stood silently and glanced towards the roadside.

In an instant, a strong and fishy aura spread out from his body, as if a beast was staring at him. Wei Shu felt her hair stand on end and she gritted her teeth.

The book in the darkness was turning rapidly at this time, and the candlelight was bright, reflecting a portrait:

The man in a green shirt with wide sleeves stood solemnly, holding a stylus in his hand and carrying a giant inkstone behind him.

Book...nine?

Shu Jiu, who is only one place lower than Gou Ba?!

Is he also in Baishuang City?

When she thought of this, a tremor arose in her Dantian, but Wei Shu did not suppress it, and her body trembled slightly.

She was not the only one, all the maids were fighting at this moment. In fact, the seemingly casual sight was like a sharp blade, and fierce flames were pouring out. Under such a sight, the girls did not even have the strength to move a finger. .

The warrior's strong hand is full of energy, coupled with the instinctive ferocity of the murderous person, it is difficult for the weak and weak to bear it, let alone the group of maids in Baihuayuan?

They were often beaten and scolded, and were physically and mentally weaker than ordinary people. Now they were suddenly looked at harshly by martial arts masters, and all of them remained silent. Some of the young maids were almost fainted from fear.

Only Cong and Yu could barely keep their composure.

Shu Jiu's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and there was no unnecessary emotion on his face. He only flicked his broad sleeves that fell beside his body, opened his lips and said calmly: "Nothing."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back and disappeared into the crowd.
Chapter completed!