After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The boat followed the Xinguan River into Tongji Canal, and then went north to Luoyang through Tongji Canal. Compared with the scene of pink willows and green willows and lotus leaves touching the sky, the Jianghuai River in early spring has a different flavor.

There was nothing to do on either side, and Pei Jiaoran was too lazy to stay at the bow. During the spring floods, I only went out to catch a few fish and feed everyone. The ship arrived in Luoyang three days later.

Spring has arrived in the South, but snow scenes can still be seen in the North. In addition, the waterway from Luoyang to Chang'an is already in the dry season. It was difficult for the boat to move, so we had to abandon the boat and take a car instead.

Therefore, Luoyang's ferries and post roads are very busy.

Not intending to alarm too many people, Pei Jiaoran politely declined Luoyang Mu's invitation to host a banquet and stayed directly in the post house.

After dinner, Pei Jiaoran invited Zhou Mancao and Bi Fei to stay and talk.

"Have you noticed?" Pei Jiaoran asked with a smile.

"Yes. When we got off the boat, I felt someone following us all the way." Zhou Mancao looked around and lowered his voice, "Can you guess who it is?"

"Except those from Chang'an, who else doesn't want me to go back?" Pei Jiaoran curled his lips, "It seems like there will be a lot of excitement in the posthouse tonight."

After telling them his plan, Pei Jiaoran ordered Bi Fei to ask the postman for hot water for washing. After a long journey, the group was extremely tired, and there was no fun in the inn, so everyone went to bed early.

After reading a book under the lamp for a while, Pei Jiaoran yawned. Feeling a little sleepy, I walked to the window and suddenly closed the window. Turn off the lights and enter the account.

It was quiet in the house, only more leaks could be heard.

Around the second watch, a soft sound suddenly came from the window frame. Someone came in from the window, and I saw that person tiptoeing to the bedside, raising the bright knife in his hand, and stabbing into the bed. However, as soon as he stabbed him, someone threw a rope across his neck from behind.

The assassin noticed someone beside him and stabbed the dagger into the couch with all his strength. But the next moment, there was a sharp sword shining with cold light on his neck.

"After stabbing for so long, you still haven't found any problems?" A cold voice came from beside him, and even the sword on his neck was inserted a few points.

The assassin followed the sound. I saw a pair of mocking eyes looking at him, with a sneer on his lips.

He saw the assassin looking at him blankly. Pei Jiaoran squeaked coldly, "No doubt, I am Pei Jiaoran. As for the thing on the bed...it's just a quilt. Why did Zhang Rang send a fool like you here?"

As she expected, the assassin heard the word Zhang Rang. The pupils shrank violently and the throat rolled. Sensing his strange behavior, Pei Jiaoran took the first step and slapped his throat with the hilt of his sword, then struck his jaw hard in the blink of an eye. He was forced to spit out what was in his mouth.

"It turns out that these assassins really know how to hide poison in their mouths and commit suicide." Bi Fei said with excitement.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran glanced at Wu Wan, which rolled to the ground, and raised his foot to crush it into pieces.

Although the assassin has some skills, his skills are mediocre. It may be possible to deal with ordinary civil servants, but facing a versatile civil and military talent like Pei Jiaoran, he can only be defeated by the sword pointed at him.

After tying up the assassin himself, Pei Jiaoran signaled Zhou Mancao to go out and call the postman.

"Come here! Where have everyone gone! There are bold and crazy people who dare to plot evil in the post house and attempt to assassinate important officials of the imperial court. Are you just sitting back and watching!"

Zhou Mancao's shout almost woke up everyone in the post house. The lights in the room came on one after another.

The postman on night duty stumbled over. Panting heavily, he stammered: "Pei... Mr. Pei... is she okay?"

He vaguely remembered that the fierce-looking girl in front of him was Mr. Pei's maid.

As soon as the postman finished speaking, Yicheng, who learned the news, also rushed over and looked nervously at the closed door.

Glancing at the Yi Cheng from the corner of her eye, Zhou Mancao remembered Pei Jiaoran's instructions and shouted: "I almost died! What are everyone doing in your post house?" She put on an aggressive posture, "Why don't you send people to Luoyang quickly? Mu Na, let him take a good look at how Luoyang Posthouse is guarded! Someone actually dares to assassinate in Dongdu!"

She showed an attitude of never giving up, which shocked the Yi Cheng.

It's not like the post house has never received high-ranking officials, but this was the first time he was assassinated.

"Farewell, ma'am, please calm down." The night clerk under him had neglected his duty, and the Yi Cheng, who was afraid of being held jointly and severally responsible, quickly stopped him and said, "It's already late at night, so why disturb the state pastor? It's better to interrogate him first as a villain. This thief, wait until tomorrow to report to Zhou Mu? Then he will be able to explain it."

Hearing this, Zhou Mancao sneered, "That's ridiculous. The dignified and dignified minister of Zhongshu was assassinated in the post house, so we won't report it tonight. Do we have to wait until tomorrow? What if this thief still has a party in the city, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Xianggong Pei. You are responsible for this. Can you afford it?"

Pei Jiaoran, who was by the door, listened to Zhou Mancao's voice and laughed secretly. She couldn't tell whether Luoyang Mu knew about this, but if she didn't report it tonight, the other party would have a chance to fight back tomorrow. She wanted to make a big deal out of this.

There was discussion at the door. Pei Jiaoran leaned against the door with his arms folded and listened quietly.

She could tell what Yi Cheng was thinking. As long as this incident successfully diverts attention, there will be less accountability for him.

Kneeling his forearm, Pei Jiaoran said calmly: "If you are afraid that Zhou Mu will blame you, don't worry, I will explain this matter for you. You will not be held responsible."

Her voice sounded weak.

The Yi Cheng outside the door listened and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Pei. I will send someone to report to the state pastor and ask him to send someone to deal with it."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded, "Then it will be hard work."

Before Yi Cheng left, he sent someone to tie up the assassin to prevent him from colluding with his accomplices again.

"Mr. Pei, are you okay?" an official from the Du Shui Supervisor asked outside.

"It's okay. I've been bothering you all so late at night, so go and have a rest." Pei Jiaoran spoke softly.

Luoyang Mu arrived in a hurry at the post house half an hour later. Send someone to guard the assassin first, while you go to see Pei Jiaoran.

Luoyang Mu was from the second rank, but Pei Jiaoran was from the third rank and had the title of Prime Minister, Zhongshu Shilang, so the two of them were a little polite. Everyone took their seats.

"If you'd like, Yang Zhoumu will come here at this time. I think it's better to do the trial in the post house. This matter won't disturb too many people." Pei Jiaoran smiled warmly on his face and his tone was gentle, "What do Zhou Mu think?"

Yang Zhoumu frowned slightly after listening to Pei Jiaoran's words. He had always only heard of this Prime Minister Pei but not seen her in person, and now this was the first time he saw her.

After thinking for a while, Yangzhou Mu said: "Everything depends on Mr. Pei's orders."

He could see that the other party didn't want to make this matter a big deal. But I want to go to another level. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have chosen a place like Yiguan.

Being interrogated here means that whatever the assassin says will be reported to Chang'an.

And this is her purpose.