My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 19 Means
Small courtyard in the south of the city.

Run Zhu fell in the courtyard, dressed in black, with a resolute face, and the mountain pine leaning on the wall, his eyes met, and while tightening his sleeves, he said: "Young master hasn't arrived yet. And some wait."

"There is news from the mountain that the north is not peaceful recently. I'm afraid this peaceful life will not last long." Run Zhu stared at Shansong's sleeve braid, and laughed nonchalantly, "Hey, new one?"

Shan Song raised his eyes and responded: "You and I are both people who lick blood with the tip of a knife. When will we have a peaceful life?"

"Hiss, An Ansheng really didn't take it to heart," his voice was a bit sinister, "It's just that I don't know when he will be able to pull that thief from the throne."

"Do you have any clues about the Chaoge County Sheriff who the young master sent to check this morning?" Shan Song tightened his sleeves, touched the hidden buckle with his thumb, and the blade flew out immediately.

Runzhu licked his lips and said with a bit of anger: "Aren't you also in Weidu? Go check it yourself."

Shan Song finally raised his eyes and sneered, not even bothering to say a childish sentence.

"I've checked it, and it's very clean. But the strange thing is that a sheriff in a remote place has no connections and no clan, but he is so tyrannical in the court of Weidu. He really has a hard head."

"It's not like there's nothing," Shan Song leaned on with his sword in his arms.

"Bah," Runzhu kicked the stool away irritably, "That indifferent dog..." Thief...

"What a dog?" Qinglie's voice came from outside the door. With a "squeak", the wooden door was pushed open.

Run Zhufang's still arrogant arrogance suddenly dimmed, and he and Shan Song clasped their fists together: "Young Master."

Rong Xian threw the burden into the arms of the man in black, and looked at the stool he kicked flying with interest.

Runzhu laughed twice, scratched his head, took over the burden, and carried the overturned stool back with a knife in his hand.

Seeing his stupidity, Shan Song couldn't put it into words, so he went straight to report: "Master, Mr. Shen has given you an answer."

"Stay at Yumen Pass."

Rong Xian squinted his eyes and responded, seemingly not paying much attention.

"The Shen family is a good knife. It should be used on the blade. Now that the decision has been made, let him go." Rong Xian looked at the man in black, "That Wu..."

"Wu Shizhi." Shan Song reminded on the other side.

"He was born and raised in Chaoge. Now his parents are still alive, and everyone in Chaoge praises him. Since he took office, he has never been wronged." The confused expression of the man in black finally disappeared, and he folded his hands with the burden on his shoulders.

"Rumours, you can't believe them all." Rong Xian lowered his eyelids, and his eyelashes covered his expression, "Let's listen to what he said in the court, he is absolutely extraordinary, but he is only famous in Chaoge, it's strange."

Runzhu sighed: "Winter is approaching, but the salary and food have not yet been settled. I'm afraid the north will be hard to bear."

His slender and well-proportioned hands pinched the Begonia Jinling around his waist, and his crow feathers raised his long eyelashes, drawing a beautiful arc: "How much food do we still have in our hands?"

"Young Master is saying..." Runzhu and Shansong looked at each other and said in surprise.

"How much food is left on the Taihang Mountains?"

"Sir, that's..."

Shansong stood with his hands up, intercepting what Runzhu hadn't said yet: "It's less than 60 dendrobium, which should be enough for the soldiers in the north to survive this severe winter."

Rong Xian traced her thumb along the protruding edge of the crabapple flower, pursed her thin lips tightly.

The breeze blew by in the courtyard, but the three of them didn't say a word. Immediately, the breeze turned into a sharp blade, and the blown autumn leaves broke their bones and bones, and separated from the dead branches. The scorching sun hit the mirror-like blade, and the dazzling light just happened to hit it. In Rong Xian's fox eyes.

But Rong Xian just lifted his eyes slightly, his charm was firm, and the corners of his lips evoked a faint smile, which set off that light face, full of coquettishness.

Shansong's expression darkened. The blade under his sleeve flew out and missed the blade. Then, he stepped forward and caught the incoming blade.

Run Zhu also pulled out his long knife, and flew towards the person who came.

The visitor stepped on the courtyard wall, leaped into the air, set up a long bow on his back, drew out the arrow in his boots and lost it, the long arrow pierced through the air, and there was a sharp sound of wind.

All I saw was that the heavy arrow stopped within a tiny inch of the crown-like face, and the shaft of the arrow was firmly held in the palm of the thin hand. The fox's eyes were full of interest. Press the thumb towards the arrow, and in the blink of an eye, the long arrow turned in the slender hand and flew out instantly.

It penetrated the man's heart in an instant, and a "ding" sound was embedded in the wall.

The man fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard, his pupils dilated with disbelief.

"My lord...," Run Zhu's voice stopped abruptly when it touched the indifference.

Rong Xian crossed the high wall and looked at the golden wire cage facing south: "After so many years, it's still some unsightly means."
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In the early morning of the next day, the court meeting.

King Wei sat down with a gloomy expression, "It seems that no one can give me a reasonable explanation?"

Yesterday he received a report from Die Gu Wei about the details of the palace, saying that a guest was welcomed into the mansion today, he didn't take it seriously at first, but the silk letter said that the guest looked exactly like the rubbings of Mr. Rong.

He had no choice but to let the Cavalry Guards go, but news came back at night that the commander of the Cavalry Guards had exposed his body in an abandoned courtyard in the south of the city.

He originally planned to announce Wei Wan into the palace after the imperial court was over, but Wu Shizhi, who took office as a new official this morning, died suddenly again in the other courtyard of the new mansion. King Wei's eyes were between Master Zuo and Marquis Yunyang keep wandering.

Li Qin straightened up, cupped his hands and said: "The people sent by the Sikou Mansion to investigate came to report that Mr. Wu's death was extremely tragic. He was cut alive to a hundred knives and died of blood. If it wasn't for the enemy, how could this kind of method be so bad."

King Wei let out a bitter laugh, which spread all over the world: "The enemy, how can he come from the enemy like an official!"

Zhao Zeng straightened up, rarely standing on the same front as Li Qin: "I, the king, according to what Mr. Wu said yesterday, the familiar roads on the border of the Song Dynasty are definitely not within the reach of a county guard. It is impossible to say for sure. It’s a grudge against someone from the green forest.”

Shi Sunqi of Tianbe followed suit: "Maybe it's the audacity of Mr. Wu's actions yesterday, which angered the gods and sent down the punishment from heaven."

"Please, Your Majesty, take back your order!" All the ministers echoed in the hall.

Qian Youde observed Wei Wang's hidden anger face, and called out at the right time, "Quiet!"

"The king has no words to say." King Wei knocked down Zhenshanhe, "There is no need to discuss what was decided yesterday."

"Wu Qing, I have to give you an explanation within three days of Sikou Mansion, otherwise... we will all go away and become the dead souls of the Knight Cavalry Guards!"

"Wu Qing unfortunately passed away. He treated his family well. As for the two matters entrusted to Wu Qing yesterday, who among all the beloved ministers is willing to recommend the best?"

The courtiers kneeling on both sides of the hall were all looking at the sky and the ground, looking at the innocent old faces around them, but no one looked at King Wei.

At this time,

　Do you all think that Wu Shizhi is a character?It is indeed a character, but it cannot survive Chapter 3.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)