Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 72 Delivery

  Lin Hao found out the pattern. Cheng Maoming, the commander of Jinlinwei, would drink tea at a teahouse near the Yamen every noon. The private room where he drinks tea is also fixed, on the easternmost side of the street on the second floor.

  Across the road from the teahouse is a wine shop. The business of the wine shop is good, and it is often full of people at noon.

   This made Lin Hao a little inconvenienced.

   She was looking at the big tree next to the wine shop.

   It was a towering banyan tree with a large and lush canopy, and the shade of the tree shrouded the small restaurant. If someone is hiding in a tree, with a good eye, they can see the situation inside through the open window of the private room of the tea house.

  It was a sunny and sunny day, Lin Hao carefully avoided people and went around behind the big tree, and climbed up with agile movements.

   The branches and leaves are dense, covering her figure tightly.

  The figure in the elegant room swayed, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe could be seen sitting down, holding a cup of clear tea and drinking leisurely. Because he was sitting by the window, he could see his profile from Lin Hao's angle. As for how many guards there were in the private room, he couldn't see clearly.

  According to Cheng Maoming's habit, he would spend more than half an hour in the teahouse, and then return to the yamen to work.

   This half hour is the time for Lin Hao to wait.

   She opened the bag, took out the clips and fixed them on the sturdy branches, and then clipped the crossbow into it. Because it was not the first time to do this, the crossbow quickly adjusted its angle. The full-stringed feather arrow is facing the window of the private room. The taut bowstring is tied to another branch with a thin rope. The arrow is cleverly inserted into the set mechanism, replacing the finger.

  The bowstring is full, and if you let go of the string that binds it, there is still enough force to send the arrow into that window.

   Lin Hao has tried countless times in his garden these days, whether it is the angle of the bow and crossbow, the stability of the mechanism, the distance the feather arrow flies, and the time it takes for the string to burn to the bowstring, he knows everything.

   After doing this, she slid down the tree lightly, lit the dangling string, and quietly left the street.

  Cheng Maoming, as the commander of Jinlinwei, here is near the Jinlinwei Yamen, and Jinlinwei's protection of him is absolutely meticulous. Lin Hao didn't have the confidence to retreat after the arrow was shot, so he could only use the organ to extend the time of the arrow, so that she could stay away from here when the incident happened.

In the elegant room, Cheng Maoming closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the rare relaxation every day.

  The commander of Jin Linwei looks beautiful, but in fact the pressure is not small. There are six emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, including the commander of Jin Linwei, and none of the first five have a good end.

   A few years ago, Cheng Maoming's sense of crisis was not so strong. Since he offended the prince's young teacher Qin Yunchuan, he was a little uneasy about the future.

  To be honest, it's not a big deal. His subordinates mistakenly arrested Qin Yunchuan's nephew when he was handling the case, which made the kid a little miserable.

   He punished his subordinates and went to the door to make amends in person. Qin Yunchuan also said that a misunderstanding would not be counted.

   But occasionally thinking about this, it still made him murmur in his heart.

  Who knows if Qin Yunchuan really doesn't care, or waits to clean him up in the future.

   Qin Yunchuan's influence on the prince should not be underestimated, and once the emperor and the courtier, when the prince succeeds the throne, even if he has a good relationship with Qin Yunchuan, he will be a man with his tail between his legs, not to mention offending.

The sound of    breaking the sky sounded, Cheng Maoming suddenly opened his eyes, and moved to the side very quickly.

The    feather arrow hit the table and fell down weakly.

   "Great Governor!" The expressions of the two Jinlin Guards who were silently guarding in the elegant room changed greatly, and they stepped forward immediately.

  Cheng Maoming stared at the sharp arrow whose feathers trembled, his face ashen.

   This strength, even if he didn't dodge, wouldn't hurt him, but the arrow itself was enough to be annoyed and frightened to be in front of him.

   "Go check immediately!" Cheng Maoming gritted his teeth, pulled out his chair and sat against the wall.

   Soon a team of Jin Linwei appeared on the street, pedestrians were blocked, and the store was blocked.

  The Jin Linwei who was guarding the private room stood on the street and looked at the private room window, recalling the direction and angle of the feathered arrow, and turned to the side of the restaurant and slowly raised his head.

  The tall and dense banyan tree came into view, which made him think.

   After a while, he strode under the tree, wiped his hands on his clothes, and climbed up holding the tree trunk.

   The set up mechanism was still left on the tree, and was soon discovered by Jin Linwei. In addition, the slightly fluttering red ribbon caught his attention.

A    red ribbon was tied to a branch, and an oil-paper bag was tied with it.

  Jin Linwei took off the oiled paper bag and opened it, and inside there were several letters and a note.

   He wrapped the envelope again, checked the tree carefully, and returned to the private room to report.

   "The Governor, found the mechanism for fixing the bow and crossbow on the tree next to the tavern."

   Looking at what Jin Linwei brought back, Cheng Maoming's face was sinking: "So, when the feather arrow was fired, that person was no longer there?"

"Beijing thinks so. There is some black and ash near the bowstring, and there are unburned strings. It should be through this setting to gain time to escape." Jin Linwei said and presented the oil paper package, "Beijing also found this ."

   When he opened the oil-paper package, a few letters appeared in front of Cheng Maoming.

  Cheng Maoming was a cautious person, worried that the letter was painted with poison, and signaled his subordinates to unfold the letter on the top.

  Jin Linwei raised the letter with both hands and did not read the contents of the letter.

   And Cheng Maoming's expression changed after only reading the beginning, and at the end he stared at the place where the signature was signed.

   After an unknown amount of time, his voice trembled: "Open the next one."

   After reading a few letters, Cheng Maoming did not speak for a long time, but a storm surged in his heart.

   This turned out to be the correspondence between the prince's young master Qin Yunchuan and the national master Mingxin!

   Qin Yunchuan actually had the heart to take refuge in the old master!

   His eyes fell on the feather arrow lying quietly on the table again.

   No wonder this arrow is ineffective, its function is not to hurt people, but to deliver these letters to him.

   The archer wanted to use his hand to deal with Qin Yunchuan?

  Cheng Maoming's face brightened, there was anger that his life was threatened, annoyance that someone borrowed a knife, and a trace of ... secret joy.

   Yes, snickering.

   No matter who the messenger is and what kind of grudges he has with Qin Yunchuan, he and Qin Yunchuan have a festival, and he will not put his life on Qin Yunchuan's generosity. It's just that before, he couldn't give Qin Yunchuan a crime like he did to ordinary officials, so he had to be patient.

  Cheng Maoming was surprised when he pinched the letters.

   Having said that, the messenger knew that he had a holiday with Qin Yunchuan!

   This discovery made Cheng Maoming more and more furious.

   "Check it out for me, and find this man for me even after digging three feet into the ground!"

   In the next few days, the streets were filled with Jin Linwei in groups, and the originally lively streets became deserted.

  Cheng Maoming pondered for two days and made up his mind: he would use these letters to bring down Qin Yunchuan.

   (end of this chapter)