I am fish

The carriage swayed on the road and drove towards the Wei residence.Lingbi looked at Zhen Wenjun beside her, the pharmacy was destroyed, all her painstaking efforts were in vain, she should be exhausted physically and mentally.But this little lady still looked normal, and even hummed a Pingcang folk song, which made her quite puzzled.

Is it forced to be indifferent or have other plans in the future?Lingbi thinks the former is more likely.The girl from her family is indifferent because she is [-]% sure in her heart, it is a big joke that this damn child dares to wear Meng's clothes.

At this point in his thoughts, the smile on his face during the conversation was inevitably mixed with a hint of sneering, and even the dimples were full of sarcasm.Zhen Wenjun was naturally aware of Lingbi's thoughts, and he agreed without pointing out.

It seems that Lingbi has not noticed her mistake until now.

She definitely understands that many secret operations use "word verification" to convey information, but there are more methods besides this.

In the first month when Zhen Wenjun went to the old gallery courtyard, Jiang Daochang took her to read "Six Secret Teachings" carefully, knowing that "opening and closing human feelings, observing the enemy's intentions, and thinking of them as spies".At the beginning, the Four Gentlemen of the Warring States Period cultivated assassins and scouts by means of raising scholars and accepting disciples, and set up their own eyeliner in various countries to spy on the enemy's intelligence.The method of character verification is simple, and as long as the agreed rules are not disclosed to the outside world, it is difficult for the enemy to guess what secrets are hidden between the ordinary dozen or so characters.But this method also has disadvantages, that is, it is too blatant.

Lingbi followed her closely, and her every move was under Lingbi's watchful eyes. Writing with a pen was the most suspicious behavior. Lingbi would definitely destroy the prescription she wrote, thinking that the news would definitely be blocked. broken.

Lingbi's reaction was within Zhen Wenjun's expectation.

So the prescription is just a blindfold, and there is no news on the prescription.Because what she agreed with the Xie family was not a calligraphy test at all, but a yin talisman.

The so-called Yinfu is more subtle than the word test.Character experience needs words to convey information, and characters represent "messages", which are very sensitive and easy to be noticed.But Yin Talisman can be any object, and sticks of different lengths without any symbols can represent different meanings.When used on the battlefield, it has different meanings corresponding to retreat, hold on, reinforce, add food and grass, and add luggage.

That pharmacy is indeed where the hidden stake is, but the hidden stake is not a store but a person.Not the clerk in the store, but the completely inconspicuous servant doing chores and sweeping the floor.

What she agreed with Qingliu through Ajiao's mouth was not the handwriting written on the bamboo slips, but the silver used to buy the medicine as a "Yin Talisman".

She knows the price of medicinal materials in the market, and knows how much money it costs to prescribe what kind of medicine.If one or two prescriptions were prescribed to indicate the failure of the mission, she could not get close to Wei Tingxu. Of course, if it failed, basically there is no need to use Yin Talisman to contact her. The possible circumstances are taken into account; two or two means the mission was successful, she is close, and she can do it immediately and needs support; three or two means success, but the assassination will take time.

What was left this time was exactly three or two.

The servant who swept the floor kept his head down when they entered the house, and he had six brown patches on his body, which proved that he was the contact stump.Of course Zhen Wenjun didn't look straight at him, because there was no reason to look straight at him, and he wanted to minimize his presence.

The servant didn't even look up at all, and didn't look at how much money Zhen Wenjun gave. This is not what he should do.Zhen Wenjun also knew that he would not look up in order not to reveal his identity, so when putting down the silver, Zhen Wenjun held the three pieces of silver in his hand, and put them down one by one with his fingers.

Boom, boom, boom.

One, two, three two.

The servant packed up the cleaning tools and hurried to the backyard. Zhen Wenjun knew he was gone.He might go out over the wall without a sound, drive out of the city quickly in the carriage that he had prepared long ago, join Xie Taihang or Yunmeng and the others, and pass the news to Qingliu.By the time Zhen Wenjun and Lingbi left and the hidden guards of the Wei family came in to destroy everything, it was too late.

It's just that Zhen Wenjun felt guilty for implicating an innocent family in a pharmacy, and decided to find an opportunity to pay homage at his graveyard another day.

She believed that Qingliu would get her news within two days, but now she had another trouble, she didn't know how Qingliu would pass the news back.If the gang of thieves dared to threaten her grandmother to act quickly, she would make the thieves suffer the consequences of their own mistakes—she already had a plan in mind.It's just that there are still some aspects of this strategy that she didn't understand, and she still needs to think carefully.

Adaptively changed the Yin Talisman from real objects to voices, and three days later after the news spread, Zhen Wenjun couldn't wait in the Wei residence.She reckoned that the idiots like Qingliu might not even be able to find Wei Zhai anywhere, not to mention their ability to pass the news to Wei Zhai. If they sat here and waited for them to come, they might not be able to wait.

She had to go out for a walk, and the news would definitely appear again in a noisy place like the market.

Every day when I walk to the soles of my feet, my waist and legs are sore and my legs are sore and my eyes are going to go blind, but I can't find a possible signal.Lingbi was exhausted enough, and Zhen Wenjun himself was having a hard time.He had no choice but to use Wei Tingxu as a shield, buying medicine for her and shoes, accessories, walking shoes, shopping, shopping, and buying almost everything that Wei Tingxu could use in a few days.

Of course Zhen Wenjun didn't have so much money, all he spent was Lingbi's money.The money that Lingbi saved from years of hard work was almost squandered by her in just a few days. The girl said that she should do her best to serve Zhen Wenjun, and the Wei family could afford it.It's just that this little girl is very cunning, she always just says to borrow money from her but never asks the girl for money.Seeing the savings being spent like water with pain, Lingbi gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

In the market and in the shop, Zhen Wenjun tried his best to search for new faces or to find secrets for contacting Xie's family.When I was tired from walking, I sat at a food stall and ordered a bowl of soup to fill my stomach.

The stall owner warmly entertained her, brought the soup and stood aside with a sad face.

When Zhen Wenjun was eating, he didn't like people watching, especially with a dejected face, which affected the enjoyment of eating, so he asked the stall owner if there was something bothering him.

The stall owner said that he was not a local. He fled to Taojun City a few months ago and had some spare money and skills, so he set up a food stall and started a small business for a living.It's just that the business has been bad for some reason. Seeing that the stall can't make ends meet, and the thieves in the hometown are rampant, they can't go back. I'm afraid they will have to sell their children and daughters.Speaking of sad, the stall owner wiped his tears with his sleeve and cried.

Seeing his gray temples, Zhen Wenjun asked with an accent: "Are you from Anfeng, Suichuan?

The stall owner let out a "hey" and said, "Exactly, how does the little lady know?"

Zhen Wenjun smiled, and said under Lingbi's gaze: "I used to wander around selling medicine with my father, and lived in Anfeng for a period of time, so I can recognize your accent." In fact, Xie Taihang had a concubine She is from Anfeng, and Anfeng people speak with a strong accent. The eighth aunt has not changed her local accent for many years since she came to Xie's mansion, and she also misplaced the accents of many people in the mansion. Don't go to this eighth aunt's yard.This eighth aunt is a good cook, and she also made soup from this stall for Ah Xun, and Ah Xun gave it to Ah Lai if she couldn't get used to it.Therefore, not only the accent, but also this bowl of soup is enough to verify the hometown of the stall owner.

"This soup is actually not bad, but it's too spicy and spicy. In Anfeng, it's rainy and cold all the year round. Eating spicy food can get rid of dampness, so the local people are addicted to spicy food. But Taojun City is located in the south of Dongchun, where it's warm and humid. The common people prefer sweet taste. Soups that are spicy and spicy are naturally not sold here.”

The stall owner lamented: "I didn't expect this. This bowl of fresh and spicy soup is sold very well in our Anfeng. The neighbors in the street must order a bowl first when they go out in the morning. Who knows that no one cares about it in Taojun City. Then what should I do? Is that good? The old servant knows nothing but fresh and spicy soup. Age can’t even sell strength.”

"It's not impossible."

The stall owner hurriedly said: "I ask the little lady for a wonderful recipe!"

"Xian spicy soup has a good name. It tastes rich, spicy and very refreshing. It's just that the layer of red oil is too thick for the people of Taojun City. You can subtract [-]% of the spicy oil on the soup, and prepare a few small cups. Put a little in a cup and invite passers-by to try it, and business will come naturally.”

The stall owner was skeptical: "Just let people try it?"

Zhen Wenjun said: "Just try it. If it doesn't work, I'll buy all the soup in your stall today and give you a big silver collar, how about it?"

Ling Bi hurriedly covered her purse tightly.

Anyway, the business has been deserted for so many days, the stall owner has no choice but to give it a try.Taking the small cup to the street, some passers-by were curious to try it. After trying it, more than [-] bowls were sold in a row, and the food stalls were also full.Those who have tasted the soup praised it as delicious, and felt sorry for not discovering this fairy soup earlier.

The stall owner wanted to thank him after he was busy, but he could no longer see Zhen Wenjun.

Leaving the food stall, Lingbi couldn't help being curious and asked Zhen Wenjun:

"How does the lady know that after the guests try it, it will definitely be sold?

Zhen Wenjun put it bluntly: "There are night hibiscus seeds in the spicy soup.""

"Ye Hibiscus Nucleus? Isn't it a poison? It's strange that the little lady didn't even take a bite just now."

"Yes, when my father and I bought medicine in Anfeng, we knew that Hibiscus hibiscus was just an ordinary spice there, but they didn't know that it was slightly poisonous and could make people addicted. Hibiscus kernels added to the vegetable soup have a strong umami taste. , people want to eat it again after tasting it, and they can’t stop. Due to the layer of red oil, the people of Taojun City who don’t like spicy food will never look at the fresh spicy soup, let alone try it, so it has been unable to sell. As long as the The reduction of chili oil seems to have a refreshing taste, so people have the possibility to try it. Once someone eats it, they will be addicted, and the bowls continue to flow, and the business will naturally flow from word of mouth.”

"I see. The little lady is really knowledgeable and intelligent."

Zhen Wenjun said sincerely: "I dare not do it."

Turn from the main road to the small road, and then set foot on the main road.Zhen Wenjun has been thinking about how Qingliu Yidang will contact her.No matter what the method is, contact is bound to be required, and it will arouse Lingbi's suspicion.In fact, it doesn't matter whether Lingbi is suspicious or not, anyway, Wei Tingxu is on guard against her that makes Lingbi follow around.The distrust of Zhen Wenjun is already written on the surface, but as long as Lingbi doesn't catch the real handle, it will be fine.

Extremely distrusting Qingliu's party's ability to adapt to changes, Zhen Wenjun has always been worried, fearing that they would show their feet when they delivered the news, and it would be embarrassing to be caught by Lingbi.It is even more likely that the news will not be transmitted because there is no opportunity. If some important information and plans are delayed because of this, who to reason with?

Just when she was extremely distressed, she suddenly heard two people arguing on the street.She didn't pay too much attention at first, but when she heard a sentence, her expression froze, and she immediately understood that it was Qingliu's detective passing a secret message to her.

One of the two men was leading the horse and the other was holding a stick in his hand. The man with the stick was followed by three pawns who stopped the man with the horse aggressively and poked him in the face with the stick.

"You said, you broke my slave's three fingers, how should I compensate you?"

Zhen Wenjun is very sensitive to "three fingers". When he heard this word, he immediately thought of his mother, and his ears immediately became sharp.

The man leading the horse said: "Don't you just want to buy my horse? Why don't you lend me my horse? This horse is strong and brave, and it is definitely a good horse!"

The brave and good horse is called "Xiao", and Xiao is her mother's surname.That's right, these two people must be Qingliu people, and what they said was regarded as a code word.

"However, my horse is really precious. Ten domestic servants will die. Not to mention three fingers, I can only lend you one year. Remember." The man holding the horse raised a finger and repeated, "One year period."

Zhen Wenjun's footsteps did not stop, she just walked away as if she hadn't noticed anything, but the words of the man leading the horse were deeply engraved in her heart.

The prey is close, but it will take time.

I only lend you for one year, remember, one year.

Right on.What Qingliu meant was to ask her to remember the pain of Xiao's severed finger, and to give her a year to kill Wei Tingxu.

One year.

Although one year is too short, so short that she may not be able to gain Wei Tingxu's trust, but after all, she is in contact with Qingliu, and her mother's life should be safe for the time being.

With the time to relax, she can think of a way, but things still have variables.

Zhen Wenjun finally got a good night's sleep that night, she needed to recharge her energy and think of more ways to fight Wei Tingxu and Qingliu.

In one year, just over 300 days, she had to try her best to get rid of Wei Tingxu's suspicion and become an irreplaceable and available person by her side.

And she should have successfully planted the seeds.