God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

late at night.

The entire fantasy group was quiet.

Occasionally, you can hear the creaking and creaking sounds of the big waterwheel spinning by the river.

Hou Junji has a separate small courtyard, and the environment is even more beautiful than the Hou Mansion. When you open the window, you will see a small courtyard with well-greened areas outside. You can see the Bahe River in the distance beyond the fence wall of the courtyard. In the distance, there are hazy mountains.

A full moon hangs above the sky, like a big rain plate.

The room was pitch black.

Hou Junji moved the table to the window, opened the window, and by the moonlight, spread out the paper on the table, took out the brush, and began to write in a swish.

In a short time, Hou Junji recorded everything he saw and heard today, and everything was recorded clearly.

I saw that what he wrote was petite lowercase, and the font was thin and small, so you had to get close to read it clearly.

Hou Junji put down the brush, picked up two pieces of paper, rolled them into two cylinders, tied them carefully with silk thread, then turned around and came to the middle of the room, opened a cage, took out two carrier pigeons, and wrapped the two pieces of paper Strapped to the legs of homing pigeons.

When he came to the window, Hou Junji threw his hands away, and the two white carrier pigeons flew away with fluttering wings.

Only then did Hou Junji reassure and said, "The first day in the Dream Group was very fruitful."

Thinking of Li Er being an undercover agent, getting to know the secrets of the Dream Group, and thinking of running under the sun, Hou Junji felt less uncomfortable.

He stepped forward and was about to close the window to sleep, but he smelled a smell of barbecue.

He sniffed his nose and felt a little hungry, so he turned around and went out, opened the courtyard door, walked out to have a look, and saw a small fire burning on the bank of the Bahe River not far away, and two people were sitting on the bank , as if grilling meat.

Hou Junji felt sleepless for a while, and walked over curiously.

Hou Junji knew the two people beside the fire, one was Zhang Jian and the other was Xu Zhengdao.

Originally, he could turn around and go back to sleep, but, as a qualified undercover agent, Hou Junji decided to infiltrate the enemy to obtain more information.

Hou Junji stepped forward and said with a smile: "You two are very elegant. On such a full moon night, you actually come to the bank of the Bahe River to have a barbecue. It would be even better if there is wine."

Swish.

With a wave of Xu Zhengdao's hand, a jug flew over. Hou Junji took it, bowed his head, took a sip, and praised: "Good wine, good wine, hahaha..."

Xu Zhengdao raised his head and said, "Master Hou, do you want to eat chicken?"

"You can try it, I'm just hungry." Hou Junji moved a stone and sat down, and said impatiently.

Xu Zhengdao handed over the baked things in his hand.

Hou Junji took it with a smile, but was stunned for a moment.

This baked thing, which is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, is obviously not a chicken, it's only a little bigger than a fist, isn't it a small chicken?

Then he took a closer look, and his face suddenly became horrified.

He found that the grilled food in his hand was not a chicken, but a bird, to be precise, a pigeon. On the right leg of the pigeon, there was a very special copper ring. This copper ring was unknown to others. Hou Junji But it is clear that this is a copper ring that only the carrier pigeons used by the dark guards can wear.

He looked at Xu Zhengdao's hand again, and there was a pigeon that was being roasted.

Immediately, he understood that the two pigeons he released had been roasted.

Snapped.

Zhang Jian came over, slapped Hou Junji on the shoulder, and said, "Master Hou, eat quickly, this shit will get cold if you don't eat it, it won't taste good if it's hard, it's better if it's soft."

"Okay, woohoo, delicious..."

With tears in his eyes, Hou Junji ate the carrier pigeon he had released just a moment ago.

Not long after, he returned to his room without tears.

He hastily closed the door and window, came to a box, took out the key and opened the box, only to see that all the things in it had disappeared.

For a moment, Hou Junji was sweating coldly in his vest.

……

By the Bahe River, Du He stood with his hands behind his back, staring indifferently at the small courtyard where Hou Junji lived.

Xu Zhengdao said coldly: "This old boy dared to pass on the secrets of our Dream Group. It seems that the old emperor sent him to spy on the military situation. He might as well kill him and throw him into the river to float away."

This kind of rebellion is like rebellion, and only Xu Zhengdao dared to say it casually.

Hearing this, Du He said a little speechlessly: "Hou Junji is also a dignified Minister of the Ministry of War, His Majesty's capable general, if he really kills him, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles, just give him a warning."

Zhang Jian suddenly guessed and said: "Master, do you think our enemy is Master Hou? He is the minister of the Ministry of War, and he is also the favorite of His Majesty. He sent someone to poison your mount, buy the forbidden army, and bribe Gwanghwamun." Everything is possible in the Defender Guantong Building, and now he has come to our Dream Group to see it and he has no good intentions."

Du He pondered: "It's not impossible. Let's let him work hard for us. It's a fox. Sooner or later, it will show its tail."

Du He waved his hand, turned and went back to his room to sleep.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning.

Hou Junji was still asleep when he heard the sound of Dang Dang Dang outside.

He rubbed his eyes, put on his clothes and got up, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is this fantasy group earlier than the morning court?"

Pushing open the door, he saw Du He and others were already waiting at the door.

"Du He, you are fully dressed, are you going out?" Hou Junji looked at Du He and asked curiously.

Du He nodded: "Master Hou, don't forget that you are now a member of the Dream Group. You are here to work for me, not to enjoy life. Now, leave immediately."

When Hou Junji heard this, he cheered up immediately, and followed Du He's men to Chang'an City before they even had time to eat breakfast.

Not long after, Du He brought his troops to the vicinity of Yonghefang.

From a distance, a large number of servants of the Chang'an County Government were seen present, encircling Yonghe Square.

Seeing Du He and the others, Chang'an County Magistrate Xu Zhiyuan ran over.

"Oh, Uncle Huyi County, you've come. The other five squares are all emptied now, but there are four or five households in this Yonghe Square, and they won't move out no matter what. Each household has to pay 30 yuan in compensation before they can move out, and the officials are powerless these days, please let the Huyi County Bo express it clearly." Xu Zhiyuan said sweating profusely.

Du He stepped forward and said: "Master Xu has worked hard. If this is the case, I won't bother your people. Let the brothers withdraw, and leave the next thing to me. I have already established the dream group The demolition team, this one is the captain of our demolition team."

With that said, Du He pulled Hou Junji out.

Xu Zhiyuan was taken aback. Hearing the words of the demolition brigade for the first time, he was a little curious.