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Chapter 248 One of the Three Corpses
"Unexpectedly, someone solved one of my three corpses? Well, that's great!" Feeling that his body was rapidly becoming younger, he was about ten years younger in an instant. The Taoist immediately raised his blood-stained hand and looked took a look.

Sure enough, of the three bloodstains on his hand, only two remained.

Going to one of the three corpses, this is something that I haven't solved all these years, who is so "kind" to accomplish this?

The Taoist contemplated for a long time, before he couldn't help laughing: "Send someone to investigate immediately, I want to thank you very much!"

"Yes, thank you, Master!" Dao Tong saw that the sky had brightened, since the Master had given such orders, he must have to do it immediately, and left in response.

Although Daotong does not have the ability to attack real people, he has a talent for escaping and conveying news.

Obviously, for some reason, Master Xie didn't want to go to the contact by himself, and Dao Tong played an intermediary role.

Capital·Qingyuan Temple·Household
In the early morning, Ye Buhui was packing things alone in the small courtyard with only one person. The candlelight was flickering, and the charcoal brazier was burning, dispelling the severe cold, but no matter how warm the house was, Ye Buhui still felt empty in his heart.

She looked at the snowflakes outside the window and sighed after a long time.

This time, it wasn't just Su Ziji who wasn't by her side, even the little fox who also accompanied her through the difficult days also left with her.

The departure of one person and one fox made Ye Buhui realize that he is actually such a person who is afraid of loneliness.

In fact, although she was a childhood sweetheart, she only had a vague liking for him. Some time before his father passed away, she was still angry with him, thinking that he was in a hurry.

Since when did the relationship between the two change?

Is it after his father died?

In fact, she couldn't tell exactly when it started, but it just changed.

After her father passed away, only Su Ziji and the little fox were by her side. Dependence and affection gradually became mixed together, so that she couldn't tell what kind of emotion she had for Su Ziji. will be so inseparable.

She took out a hanging scroll and unfolded it slowly. Inside was a woman with picturesque features. She looked at it, and it was a relic of her father, but he never showed it to her.

"Father, is this mother, or your confidante?"

"Father, if you are alive in heaven, please bless Su Ziji and Xiaobai to return safely."

Like every day, when I am alone, I will secretly say a few words to my late father in my heart. I know that my father is gone and I can’t hear him anymore. A slightly chubby man would no longer miss her while coughing up blood... But, talking about it like this every day, it was as if his father hadn't actually gone far away and was really looking at her.

"Daddy, when the sun rises, my daughter will sign up for the Chess Grand Tournament. You have always hoped that your daughter can go far in chess and become a chess master. My daughter will not let you down."

After muttering a few more words like this secretly, Ye Buhui felt a little sleepy, seeing that it was still early, curled up on the couch, and fell asleep again in such a drowsy state.

Fangfu
"What time is it?" Fang Zhenxin had something to do, and suddenly woke up, looked outside, and found that it was still dark, so he asked directly.

The boy who lived in the outer room immediately replied: "Young Master, it should be Mao time now."

In the early dynasty of the Great Wei Dynasty, Wei Shizu declared that it was meaningless to go to court at Yinmao, and it was just a toss. It was stipulated that when the palace gate opened on time at Chenshi, all officials would enter one by one, cross the Jinshui Bridge and form a team in the square, and formally go to court a moment later.

Of course, officials have to get up early and cross the entire capital, so officials have to get up and set off at Maoshi, a small court every three days, a big court every five days, and officials above the fifth rank in the capital have to get up early at least every three days.

But compared to before, they are actually very happy, and they go to bed early, which is not unbearable.

When we arrived in Dazheng, this tradition was continued, and it was also this time.

But today is not the day of going to court, Fang Zhen doesn't have to get up so early, the young servant thought of the order of the young master yesterday, and immediately guessed why Fang Zhen woke up.

"Young Lord, are you worried about Su Ye's affairs?"

Fang Zhen let out a "huh", got up, and said lightly: "Su Juren entrusted his family to me, of course I have to take care...Today is the day she goes to sign up for the Chess Master Tournament. She was only going to the chess hall in the city. There should be nothing wrong, but I suddenly had a nightmare..."

Although the nightmare had nothing to do with Su Ye's family or even Su Ziji, but having a nightmare and being awakened on this day felt awkward no matter how I thought about it.

Could it be that something is going to happen?
Fang Zhen has always been cautious, so he was naturally worried that something would happen to Su Ziji's wife.

However, it is too simple to protect a woman and child in the city. If something happens, even if I will not be convicted of it, but whether it is in the eyes of Su Ziji or the person on the dragon chair , I am afraid that I will not be able to get rid of the impression of an incompetent waste.

This is not the result that Fang Zhen wants to see. Thinking of this, he ordered: "Send me the guards of the Marquis Mansion!"

After a pause, he said, "Don't wear armor."

Piercing armor is too ostentatious, although according to the Dazheng system, the guards of the Hou Mansion have the right to wear armor.

"Please, please"

Just after dawn, the bullock cart Ye Buhui was riding in had already left Qingyuan Temple Lay's Academy.

Driving in front, followed by four stalwart men with knives on both sides, their gloomy and vigilant eyes swept around. They were sent by Fangfu to escort her to the chess hall.

Ye Buhui opened the corner of the car curtain and looked outside, saw some pedestrians on the road, not many, knew that it was because her husband had asked Young Master Fang before leaving, so he had this protection, so he did not refuse.

At this time, occasionally a bullock cart passed by, and they all avoided the guarded bullock cart.

There was only one bullock cart pulled by two white cows, when passing by, the people sitting in the cart lifted the curtains and looked out, just met Ye Buhui's eyes, both of them were startled.

"Mr. Du?"

"No regrets?"

This pair of year-end friends who are not masters and apprentices are better than masters and apprentices. They met by chance on the road. In order not to cause trouble to others and hinder traffic, they only said hello and talked when they got off the bullock cart at the chess hall.

"Mr. Du, long time no see. Where did you go before? When I arrived in the capital, I went to the address you left to find you, but the guy there said that I haven't heard from you for a while." Ye did not regret it. car, just inquired.

Although Du Chenglin has several houses in the capital, because of his romantic personality, he doesn't always live in one place, and sometimes lives in some elegant gardens.

The only place where he could be contacted was a shop owned by Du Chenglin's property.

"Also, are you sick and look so thin?" Ye Buhui looked at Du Chenglin and asked.

Du Chenglin was originally wearing a cotton cloak, and he untied it when he entered the chess hall, and handed it to his servants.

He was only wearing a green shirt underneath, and he looked more and more emaciated.

Although Ye Buhui couldn't worship Du Chenglin as his teacher because of his father's orders, Ye Buhui did have respect for Du Chenglin. Seeing Du Chenglin's appearance as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Du Chenglin coughed twice, with a smile on his face, comforting the girl: "I just contracted a cold some time ago, and now I have recovered."

　Chapter 3 has been slightly modified and released half an hour later
　
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