The Governor is Sick

To obtain a joy, ten pains are exchanged. If you have gotten a joy, you will pay ten times the pain.

Xie Jinglan knew this very early, but he didn't expect it to be so harsh.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and saw Xia Houyu carrying his baggage, and stood next to a strong man.

The man was eight feet long, with a wide face and dark skin. He was still holding his sleeves on a cold day, exposing strong muscles on his hands. He seemed a little cramped, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, which was even less respectable than the Xia Houyi beside him. Zhengdong glanced at Xiqiao and saw Xie Jinglan, he asked Aunt Lan in an instant and said, "This is it?"

Aunt Lan also shed tears secretly. When Xie Jinglan came back, she wiped her tears, and said, "Master. Xiao's father came to pick him up."

The man laughed heartily: "It turned out to be little master."

He took out a packet of grease-filled pine nuts from his pocket and handed it to Xie Jinglan, saying: "This time disturbs the young master. The younger is Xiao's father, who sold him to the government. It was a last resort to come, the family had no harvest, and the woman raised a baby again. Fortunately, now that he has a lot of money, he hurried over to redeem him. This child has a good fortune. I heard that he has been redeemed by an adult. Then he took him away, but what else did the master say? "

He and Xia Houzhen must not have confessed a good confession, the reason they said was completely different. Xia Houyi's expression was a little awkward. Xie Jinglan ignored the man and asked Xia Houyi: "Are you leaving?"

"Well. It's going to go."

The man withdrew the pine nut candy, holding his hand, waiting for them to finish.

"Has everything been taken?"

"Get it."

"If I were to write to you, where would I write it?"

Xiahou looked to Uncle Duan. Uncle Duan had a headache. He secretly said that there was so much **** about this little boy, accompanied by a smiley face, "It's hard to do. We can't receive the letter from the horns."

Xie Jinglan had guessed that this man would not allow him to continue to contact Xia Houyu. It was not difficult. He only said: "If you want to write to me, send it to the house of Master Su, and he will transfer it to the husband.

"Okay. You don't want to be ugly."

"Then you go, take care all the way."

Xiahou paused for a while and said, "That, Lianxiang ..."

"I've watched her mother pick up her body, you don't have to worry."

In the end, Xia Houyi still did not tell Xie Jinglan that the lotus fragrance was not dead. After all, to say that lotus fragrance was all right, it would definitely involve Qiuye. He paused and said, "Master, your father ..."

Xia Hou's eyes flickered, Xie Jinglan knew that something was happening at a glance, and said, "He has nothing to do with me anymore, no need to say anything."

"I see," Xia Houyun patted Xie Jinglan's shoulder, and said, "then I'm gone."

"There will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

Aunt Lan stuffed a few steamed buns to Xia Houyi, crying, "Little sister, take care."

"Aunt, take care, and grieve, don't cry badly." Xia Houyu took the bun, took Uncle Duan's hand, and turned away.

Xie Jinglan and Aunt Lan sent the two to the side door and watched them go away slowly. Two people, one tall and one short, walked deep and shallowly in the alley, with a red sunset in the distance. Xia Houyu walked away step by step. It seems that the next moment will disappear in the sunset.

Xie Jinglan was suddenly and irresistibly afraid, wouldn't he and Xia Houxi never see him again?

"Xiahou Hou!"

Xie Jinglan rushed over, Xia Hou heard the sound, and just turned around, he was hugged by Xie Jinglan.

There was a smell of clean soap on his body, and Xia Houyu sucked his nose.

"Don't forget what you said in the study the day before yesterday." He heard Xie Jinglan buried on his shoulder and said dully.

"I won't forget it. Remember it."

"I will find you."

"Ok, I know."

"Okay, you go."

"There will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

Really gone this time. Xie Jinglan leaned on the wall and looked at it. The stone brick wall was rough and felt a little painful. Xia Houyu got into the ox cart at the entrance of the alley and disappeared around the corner.

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Xia Houzhen didn't leave Jinling. Uncle Duan placed him in Wanxiang Tower, and went out early and returned home every day. Xia Houyi lived the day of being restocked again. Fortunately, he was used to it and was already enjoying himself.

He didn't guess wrong, Galan followed Xie Bingfeng. The assassins entered Jinling City one by one. The front yard of the Evening Tower was brilliant, drunk and dreamy. It was a paradise for the earth. In the backyard, the assassins poured hard liquor on their blades, and the white porcelain masks with expressionless faces flowed with orange candlelight. There were six of Galan's eight parts, and the remaining two. One interrupted one arm during the last assassination and stayed in the mountain for cultivation. The other was his mother, who had no news in the Western Regions.

Xia Houyun was a little disturbed, and the Garan Assassin always acted alone, like a lone wolf on a snowy field. But there were at least twenty assassins gathered in the backyard. The total number of Galan Assassins will not exceed thirty. He didn't dare to ask anything. The assassins were desperate. They were bloodthirsty than the wolves. They wouldn't look at him because he was Galoro's son. They would be convinced by one person. The sharper knife in that man's hand.

Who else are they following? An assassin must kill at least one person, and they must kill at least twenty people. A Jinling City killed twenty people, which was a sale that Qiye Galan had never had before.

Why did Niang Duan take him out of Xie's House before returning, just because they wanted to assassinate Xie Bingfeng?

Xia Houyi couldn't figure it out, so he had to run wild at the Evening Tower. For a few days, he had already figured out the structure inside and outside the Evening Tower. Climbing up the beam along the pillar, and swinging from the beam to the third floor, he touched Liu Ji's room and stole a pair of gold jade earrings from her makeup.

Uncle Duan knew that he couldn't keep the money in his hands. He had recently plucked it very much. The money he gave was not enough to fill his teeth, and it was not enough for Xia Houyi to buy odds and ends.

Footsteps came from outside the door. Xia Houzhen put his earrings in his pocket, climbed on the window sill, crawled out on the wall, and at the foot was the quiet flowing Qinhuai River.

"Why are you here today? I thought you had forgotten me." Liu Ji sat in front of the dresser and looked at the man in the mirror.

"The old man came in and was busy impeaching Wei Wei, turning like a gyro, so I came to you after a while." Xie Bingfeng approached Liu Ji and took a deep breath of her aroma. "Really sweet, my obedient, you What kind of fat powder is used, it smells so good. "

"What kind of fat powder, this is the fragrant body of the old lady." Liu Ji snorted. "You have been demoted to Jinling, but also impeached? Is it possible that you want to be degraded to a place where the birds do not shit? Stay with you. "

"Relax, this time it is the joint writing of twenty-four gates of the six law divisions, and it will be able to bring down that uncle, and the day when he falls, the old man will return to the court." Xie Bingfeng laughed with satisfaction.

"Six divisions and three law divisions? That is also the six divisions and three law divisions of Beijing. What's wrong with you, a leisure officer who stays in the capital," Liu Ji dismissed.

"What do you know? The old man and his husband are all co-branded, and the old man will have the credit for the time. Moreover, the old man has already spoken out. There are 108 people in Fuyufu who are taking their place on behalf of the husband. The world admires the husband for his charity. Although the husband is not as good as he was then, his reputation is far better than that. What about a dismissal who stayed in the capital? "

Liu Ji snorted and said, "Selling the reputation."

"You! You woman, really have long hair and short sight. This is an immortal act for thousands of years. Historian will write it down, and you must praise me. You are really ..." Xie Bing was so angry that he looked at Liu Ji Bian Tingting sat side by side, with a face as fine as porcelain, with a crescent-shaped eyelashes, and squinted her face together and said, "Well, what does the old man say to you. Wait until the old man gets the edict from Beijing and redeem you." Get off and take you with you, and then you will know the benefits. "

Liu Jile said, "Okay, I'll wait. You have to talk."

"Of course." Xie Bingfeng kissed Liu Ji and said, "The old lady at home has been watching closely for a few days. I have to go first and come to see you next time."

"Come on, let's go, be careful not to burn your ass." Liu Ji hurriedly waving a fan.

After finally leaving, Liu Ji picked up a handkerchief and wiped her face, hating: "The old man is dead, and the calamity is imminent, and you do n’t know it. If you make the palace familiar, you will be wiped out by Wei De, and you will still be complacent there. It's ridiculous to have a famous spring and autumn dream! "

Xia Houzhang poked out the window, listening to her cold, and when Liu Ji went out, she carefully returned to the room.

The words "Destroy the Door" rested on his heart. He was so worried that he forgot how to go downstairs.

Destroy the door, when does it go? When is Xie Jinglan leaving Xiefu? Will he not escape? Xia Hou was so anxious that he could do nothing.

How can he rescue Xie Jinglan and Aunt Lan by his own strength? There is also Lanxiang in the study. The little girl is always a little older, older brother, shorter brother. How can he save everyone?

Ways, ways, he kept asking himself, think of a way.

"Xiaoyu!" Uncle Duan gave Xia Houyi's head a melon from the back, and said, "What are you going to do blindly, don't hurry back to the house to rest. The mess in the front yard is so few, stay here."

Xia Houyi raised his head, and Uncle Duan's dark cheeks came into view. He said, "Uncle, haven't you always advised me not to be an assassin?"

"Why, figured it out?" Uncle Duan rubbed Xia Houyi's head. "It's not bad to raise chickens and ducks in the mountains. Our mountain is so big that you can go crazy for a lifetime."

I'm tired of playing. Xia Hou thought disdainfully. He said to Uncle Duan: "Bring me this assassination, let me see the real killing ground, and I will make a decision."

"No." Uncle Duan refused without thinking.

"why!"

"What's why! You thin arms and legs, give you a knife, you can't kill a pig, and you want to kill someone? You go to cut flowers, cut flowers and chop wood. It's almost the same. In case you have a three-length, two-short, what do you want me to do? Explain to your mother? "

"I don't kill people, I'll watch next to you." Xiahou said, "Isn't you going to destroy Xie's house this time? I'll take a look next. You don't let me see the real killing field, why should I do it? The best decision? "

Uncle Duan gave a shock, and quickly covered Xiahou's mouth, saying, "Little ancestor, where did you hear that?"

Xia Houyu was pulled to a corner by him, and said, "You don't care where I hear it, I already know."

Uncle Duan knew that Xia Houyu was a monkey. Perhaps when the assassin hadn't watched the leaked wind, Xia Houyu happened to be next to the cat. After groaning for a while, he said, "It's not impossible."

As soon as Xia Houzhen's eyes lighted, he said, "Uncle, take me."

Uncle Duan sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay, listen well, put on your clothes and your mask. When we work, don't run around like usual, as soon as the sound of mules is followed, everyone will follow withdraw."

Xiahou Yan nodded like pounding garlic.

Uncle Duan took a short knife from his waist and handed it to Xia Houyi.

It was a very broken knife. The scabbard of the sharkskin was full of scratches. The dark red bloodstains accumulate in the carved pattern, revealing the unseen puppet. Xia Houyi pulled out the knife, and Xue Liang's blade reflected his eyebrows.

Uncle Duan said: "If you have the ability, you can kill a few people to try. You will understand when you kill people. Assassins are not so fun. If you want to be the best assassin of Galan, you must first forge yourself into a knife; To forge a knife, the heart must first be hardened into iron. "

How can a heart made of flesh turn into iron? Xia Houyi closed his knife and returned to the sheath, and pulled out a smile, "I know. You just wait and see!"