C13

The heart is flat and wide, the moon is full and the river flows.

With just a single line of Chen Yuan's poem, he had perfectly summarized the fierce battle between two dragons and tigers in the sky.

This mansion had to be repaired after today.

That sword intent was not directed at Chen Yuan Yuan, so that beautiful woman named 'Juan' did not meet Chen Yuan head-on. Naturally, it did not affect the safety of Chen Yuan Yuan too much.

Therefore, Chen Yuan was in the mood to lift up his cheeks. He scratched himself and said with a smile, "Three."

Li Guotao answered with an "En" and said, "Three tenth rank little flies."

"You're here to throw away your life?" Chen Yuan was very unsatisfied with the number and quality of the assassins this time.

"Too many people can't come in, and too many strong ones can't come in." Li Guotao said, "I am very confident in this mansion's precautionary measures."

"So you're saying, these people are here to test us?" As Chen Yuan said this, a pair of green cloth shoes stepped into the room. The one in the lead lowered his head and held a bowl of Chinese medicine in his hands.

"It doesn't look like it." Li Guo Tao turned around and laughed, "Zhang Wen Li has never been such a bored person. and I've never used such a boring trick. "

"Oh." When he said the first word, Chen Yuan rushed out. This form of Chen Yuan looked like someone who had been seriously injured. How could he still be a harmless little fatty?

Thus, the three green-robed attendants were clearly stunned for a moment.

That was enough. Actually, Chen Yuan Yuan really liked Master Jin Yong's' Golden Wheel Mage ', and he also liked the' Dragon Elephant Wave Technique 'that he practiced. Therefore, Chen Yuan Yuan also liked the feeling of being able to subdue all of the contestants in one fell swoop.

Therefore, his actions were just as straightforward and crude. He broke the neck of a manservant, broke the lumbar spine of a manservant, and crushed the throat of a manservant.

Finally he let out a breath and said to Li Guotao, "In other words, these people came in through a loophole?"

"Maybe." Li Guotao replied, "Young Lord, are you aware of their origins by not leaving anyone alive?"

"Yes." Chen Yuan returned to his cute state and yawned, saying, "Someone just wants to mess up the mess."

"Third rate calamity … .Tactics of the East … .Poor evaluation."

After saying this, Li Guotao's method of exterminating the corpses was more or less finished. All that was left on the ground were ashes.

"It's a pity that quite a number of Zhang Wenli's original team of guards died. Reassembling them wouldn't do. It's just a simple matter of time before they were separated."

The night before Zhang Wenli's transfer order arrived, he was ambushed by an assassin in the original prefectural yamen.

His personal guard, along with the bailiff, had all died, leaving behind only one person.

There were forty-six assassins, sixteen of whom were the women of the local rangers.

… ….

At the same time, Zhang Wen Li was sitting upright like a wooden sculpture or a clay sculpture.

Zhou Jing quietly hid himself in the darkness, drinking some tea without taking a single sip.

It was as if the battle outside had nothing to do with him.

Sitting on the same seat was a young Daoist. He was wearing a light purple daoist robe with Yin Yang Fish embroidered on it in gold and silver. On his sleeves and the bottom of his robes were embroidered Bird and Beast Fish, mountains and rivers.

This young daoist held a small bamboo stick and was wholeheartedly picking out his nails. From time to time, he would also blow on it, making it seem that he was very serious.

Finally, he finished picking out the ten fingers, yawned in satisfaction, stretched, and threw away the bamboo sticks. He even did two movements of twisting his waist as his buttocks unsteadily rubbed back and forth on the stool.

Zhang Wenli remained indifferent.

"You can pretend." The young daoist unhappily curled his lips, but he still spoke first.

"Yesterday night, I observed the little path and noticed that the weather has been chaotic for a long time. The two stars of Rahu descended upon the Peace Prefecture under your rule, Master Zhang. I came to take a look and ask for your cooperation in this investigation." The young Daoist stood up as soon as the report ended.

On the other hand, Zhang Wenli seemed to have been petrified. He tapped the armrest of his chair lightly with his fingers, again and again.

It was obvious that he had ignored the young Daoist.

The young Daoist was somewhat unhappy.

In fact, he thought it was hard enough to lower himself. Fourteen years old was brought into the Sky Bearing Monastery by her master, and at the age of twenty, the empress dowager bestowed upon her a light purple daoist robe, her jade hands were floating in the dust, and she gave extra rewards to the palace for walking.

This honor is not for everyone.

The one who had come today was not Master Zhang's official status. A small prefecture overseer would not be noticed by the young Daoist. He had only come himself because of Zhang Wenli's family background.

However, he still did not think much of it. He was merely a second generation trash with such an illustrious family background. It was truly a pity that he was able to get such a position at such a young age.

Perhaps he didn't notice that there was a faint trace of jealousy within his thoughts that even he himself didn't want to believe.

Thus, he showed his dissatisfaction.

Zhou Jing, who was standing in the darkness, revealed a smile.

It wasn't mockery, nor was it contempt.

He just smiled.

Just like Zhang Wen Li.

Smiling at the Daoist priest, he said, "Of course."

Then, the Daoist Priest left and directly turned around, not paying any more attention to Zhang Wenli.

He then strolled into Zhang Wenli's residence. He was relaxed and indifferent, as if he did not care about the increasingly lively fighting from above. He did not care about hiding anything and did not care that this was someone else's inner chamber.

Therefore, Zhou Xi said to Zhang Wenli, "This guy deserves to die."

Zhang Wenli told him to wait.

… ….

"The essays and evidence have been prepared. The ones left in the trees in the yard are all true. There are no problems."

"From today onwards, there will be a reasonable explanation for your identity, my identity, and our identities."

Li Guotao said, "After fifteen years of lying, we finally finished it the year before last. So now, it seems, he should be invulnerable."

"At the very least, we will be invulnerable for the next ten years. After that, we will no longer need that identity."

While listening to Li Guotao's words, Chen Yuan's face did not show any signs of joy, anger, or sorrow.

In reality, Chen Yuan was also not happy nor was he sad. In the past seventeen years, he had never received any benefits because of his identity. Instead, it was this identity that brought him an unknown future and danger.

Although Li Guotao and everyone else hadn't told him their identities.

Although Li Guo Tao was both a teacher and a friend, Li Guo Tao always had a sense of respect for him, and Uncle Ye and the scholar were even more obvious in their expressions.

They told him that Chen Yuan Yuan was the orphan of Hai He, the censor who had been exterminated by the imperial court seventeen years ago. He was the only one who escaped.

But Hai He really died because of me.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes, and the faces of people kept on appearing in front of him. They were palace maids, eunuchs, ministers, princesses and princesses, but now, they were all dead. Their corpses were all dragged onto the cemetery and buried, and their descendants became sinners, never to reincarnate.

How many lives did he, Chen Yuan, owe these people?

Chen Yuan Yuan suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He said, "Let's go out for a walk."