Sir, I can do it!

At night, Changsun Ke suddenly had a fever, and Wei Zhao fed him medicine to stabilize his condition.Seeing him falling asleep again, he had time to take a nap.

When the sky was about to dawn, Zhan Yi came to report: "Third son, the emperor has approved the issuance of the sea arrest document, and the villain will go back to Nanfu to arrange people."

"No. You just post the documents, and send people to keep an eye on the posthouse and Wanyanzhen. They move, we move. If you catch the documents, they must be more anxious than us to find Wanyanhong. The swordsman Futu beside him He is a powerful character, and you are not his opponents. Just wait for the two parties to move, and you will wait for the opportunity to act."

"The villain understands. It's just that Wanyanhong is cunning. At this time, he must be extremely cautious and will not reveal his whereabouts. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the two parties to find him. Wanyanzhen will enter Shengjing within three days. At that time, Wan Yanhong could not be found, and I am afraid that he would fall into a passive position."

Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes: "You are only in charge of these two places, and I will make arrangements for the rest."

Zhan Yi cupped his hands towards him: "Third Young Master, don't be careful, if you don't have other orders, the villain will leave."

When Wei Zhao returned to the room, Chang Sun Ke was still asleep, but his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if he had some unpleasant dream.

He gently smoothed his brows for him, and said in a low voice: "I said at that time that I should take good care of you, take care of you, and let you eat well and live well. I didn't expect that the one who makes you seriously injured now is also Me. But don't worry, young master, I am not easy to bully, I will not let any of those people go, and I will always take revenge for you."

I don't know if Changsun Ke listened to it, his frown gradually relaxed, his breathing gradually became steady, and his hand holding Wei Zhao slowly relaxed.Wei Zhao tucked up the quilt for him, and softly called Huo Baoer to come in.

"Bao'er, take good care of your eldest grandson, he has a deep wound, don't let him move around. I have something to go out, if he wakes up halfway, you just tell him that I went to Xishui Street."

Huo Bao'er exclaimed in a low voice: "Young master, it's too dangerous outside, if you have anything to do, ask Bao'er to do it."

"No, I have to go in person. Don't worry, those people are busy with themselves and don't have time to stare at this young master."

"Oh, master..."

"Okay, Bao'er, go find one of your clothes and give me one of your clothes. I'll go out in disguise, so no one will recognize me."

Huo Bao'er grumbled reluctantly: "The young master is disobedient."

The city of Shengjing before dawn was shrouded in thick darkness, quiet and gloomy.The wind swirls in the alley, rustling the leaves, and the fallen leaves are swept up by the wind and carried forward.The wind and lanterns swayed, and the shadows of the whirling trees moved, and the shadows were bright or dark.

The air was humid and hot, and Wei Zhao broke out in a thin sweat, until the coldness hit his cheeks at a few o'clock, he looked up at the low and dark sky.

It's raining.

The rain came quickly and urgently. Under the strong wind, huge raindrops slapped randomly. The wind lantern was destroyed and shook violently.

The alley was suddenly filled with deathly darkness.

Wei Zhao stood still, not daring to move until he got used to the darkness.The heavy rain poured down, and the thin spring shirt was instantly pierced.When the wind blew, he shivered violently.

He closed his eyes, and the scene of walking in the alley with Chang Sun Ke that day appeared in his mind.

"...Only the strong can make the rules, and the weak can only be slaughtered." The wind lamp was like beans, and he walked in front with the lamp, and Wei Zhao could see the faint light.

In that light, there are the dry but gentle hands of the grandmother, the graying temples of the father, the calm eyes of the elder brother, the loneliness of the elder sister trapped in the deep palace, the innocent smile of the younger nephew, and the eyes of the elder Sun Ke. Only for my gentle eyes...

Darkness is the beast, and the wind is his roar.It opened its mouth wide open, constantly eroding and devouring.Those lights dimmed a little bit.

"...I want to protect my family, and I want to become stronger!" The oath I made at that time is still lingering in my ears, but the road under my feet is being encroached by darkness.

He can't be a weak person, only by defeating the darkness can he defeat himself.

The wind lamp in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, and the water splashed off the hem of his clothes.

Wei Zhao slowly opened his eyes, the darkness was still deep, but the light in his heart was getting brighter and brighter.

He suddenly understood that he could walk through the darkness with a lamp, so the darkness was not terrible.What is really terrible is losing the light in my heart.

Several rhythmic knocks on the door sounded on the rainy night, and Meng San was surprised when he saw the person coming.

"It turned out to be the third son, why didn't you bring up the lamp? The villain should be the boss." Meng San hurriedly held an umbrella for him: "The rain will fall as soon as it is said. The third son is soaked through, so go inside first and change your body." clothes."

"Brother Meng, don't bother, I have something to talk about."

"Boss has ordered that if the third son has something to do, Yan Xingtang must not be negligent and perfunctory."

"Yan Xingtang is good at tracking. The last time he found the blood knife Buddha was the credit of Yan Xingtang. Xiao Xishan ran away from the Buddha before, and now he is here to trouble Brother Meng again. He must find the trace of the Buddha. I want the young man protected by the Buddha."

"Third Young Master, don't worry, I will arrange it immediately. It's just that their identities are exposed now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to find traces in a short time."

Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Keep an eye on the Han family."

"The little man understands."

After Wei Zhao finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Third Young Master, hold an umbrella..."

"Thank you, no need."

Meng San: "...the person is still the same person, why does the aura suddenly change like a person. Could it be that their boss is on the body of Mr. Wei?"

At dawn, the rain eased slightly.There are already some pedestrians scattered in the city.Wei Zhao walked on the street in the rain, secretly hating himself for being careless.He changed Huo Bao'er's clothes but forgot to ask him for money. Fortunately, Huo Bao'er has the habit of hiding things, but he hid some money in the skirt, which was only enough for him to rent a car once.

Now that he came back from Xishui Street, he was in such a distressed state again, and the pedestrians around wanted to avoid him, let alone rent a car on credit.I sprained my ankle before, but now I have walked so many ways, and the injury recurred, which is even more painful.He looked around and found a corner to sit down and rest.

"It's really strange for a rich young master to treat me like this."

He was lowering his head and kneading his ankle when he heard a crisp sound, and a piece of broken silver rolled to his feet. He looked up and saw a small head protruding from a passing carriage. The child waved to him: "Thank you!" your!"

Wei Zhao: "...Hey! Who do you look down on!"

While talking, another carriage stopped in front of him: "Azhao?"

Wei Zhao turned his head and saw that it was Lu Chengyi.

"It's really you, Ah Zhao, why are you dressed like this? Get in the car!"

With the help of the coachman, Wei Zhao climbed into the carriage: "Don't mention it, my father has been watching him closely for the past two days. He changed clothes with Huo Bao'er and ran out to play secretly last night. Who knows that it rained suddenly, and he didn't bring any money with him? What a bad luck!"

"I went to the Hou's mansion the day before yesterday to look for you. The Hou said that you were sick and couldn't see guests. I was still worried." He looked at Wei Zhao: "The Hou always loves you and never keeps you, why did you suddenly become strict? ?”

Wei Zhao squeezed the wet water on his body: "It's not about Beiyan envoys going to Beijing, my father is afraid that I will cause trouble, so he won't let me go out."

"Oh... by the way, Brother Wei Xuan led troops to search for a white-clothed scholar that night in Qingshui Street, but he was the key witness in the Meiyuan case?"

"Exactly."

Lu Chengyi suddenly said: "I'm afraid you didn't go out to play last night, you went to investigate the case."

Wei Zhao chuckled: "Cheng Yi still understands me. Oh, you go out early in the morning?"

Lu Chengyi sighed: "You also know that my uncle's cousin, Lu Chengqian, entered Beijing not long ago. I didn't play with him very much, and we only met a few times at family dinners. I suddenly got a letter last night, saying yes My cousin was murdered, my father told me to go to Bieyuan first to have a look."

"Oh..." Wei Zhao said: "I told you to introduce my cousin to us earlier, but it's a pity, I haven't met before..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't see me." Lu Chengyi said in a low voice: "It is said that gentlemen don't talk about right and wrong behind their backs, but my cousin..." It seemed a little hard to say, Lu Chengyi's face turned red: "Anyway, you can't ask my cousin to see you." You, or you will cause trouble."

Wei Zhao rolled his eyes and said, "If you say that, there is still a layer of misunderstanding."

Chen Jinghuai has reported the matter of Xiaoxishan to Beifu, Si Jing returned to the other garden, Mrs. Lu must know her identity, and Mr. Lu probably knows the cause and effect.But as long as they refused to admit it to death, they would not dare to say that matter openly based on the one-sided words of a young servant.On the contrary, Brother Xiao Xishan needs to explain to Tong Chengyi, so as to avoid any misunderstanding in the middle.

After hearing this, Lu Chengyi fell into deep thought: "It turns out that Azhao went through such hardships that day, and the people from Beiyan dared to commit murder in Shengjing City." After speaking, he glared at Wei Zhao: "You sneaked out as soon as you escaped danger. too big!"

"I'm fine now. Cheng Yi, if you want to leave the city, put me in front, so as not to delay your business."

"It's not too late to go out of the city. How can I tell you to go back when your foot is hurt like this. Don't worry, those who clean up will clean up themselves. It wasn't Brother Wei Xuan who did it, and the government will definitely give Brother Wei Xuan a shot." Innocent. Although Chen Shaojian is a bit rigid, he is an upright person, and this case can't be wrong in his hands."

"Then I will accept your good words, I have to go back to the mansion as soon as possible, and I can't let my father see me like this."

At the gate of Zhen Guohou's mansion, Mrs. Jiang hesitated to move forward with her basket down.

The concierge looked at her for a while, thinking that she didn't dare to go forward, so he shouted at her: "Then woman, do you want to find someone from the Marquis's mansion?"

Mrs. Jiang quickly replied: "Yes, yes." She stepped forward and handed a pack of candied fruit to the concierge: "I made it at home, my little brother accepts it with a smile."

"Thank you very much. Who do you want to talk to in the house? I'll send a message for you."

"I'm looking for the third son of your mansion."

"Oh, what a coincidence, the third young master is ill, so we don't see any visitors."

"Ill? Is it serious?"

"I'm not sure about this, you might as well come back another day."

Wei Zhao got out of the car and limped towards the gate of the house. He ran into Mrs. Jiang and shouted, "Good morning, Aunt Jiang!"

Jiang Shi was very surprised: "Isn't the third son sick, why does he look like this..."

"Well, it's nothing, my aunt came to see me because of Dong Yu's matter?"

"Exactly, if it's really troublesome..."

"No trouble, no trouble. If my aunt doesn't come, I'll tell my aunt. Let's go to the house."

Wei Zhao took only two steps, when suddenly he heard Lu Chengyi yelling behind him: "Azhao, your money is in the cart."

Wei Zhao replied without turning his head: "Grandpa rewarded it!"

Lu Chengyi poked his head out of the car window, raised his hand and threw the money over: "Fuck you!"

The silver happened to fall into Jiang's basket, and Wei Zhao laughed at him, "Chengyi missed nine out of ten throws, but he was pretty good at throwing silver. Next time, let's not play throwing pots, let's throw silver instead!"

"Well, Wei Zhao, I kindly send you back home, and you're still laughing at me!"

Wei Zhao chuckled, and said to Mrs. Jiang: "This money was rewarded by a little ghost, and it ended up in Aunt Jiang's basket. I must have known that my young master is greedy for candied fruit. I want to ask Aunt Jiang to buy it."

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly said: "This candied fruit was originally intended to be given to the third son. How can you ask for money? The third son should take it back."

"Hey, Auntie, don't shirk with me, this money is destined for Auntie."

The porter saw the woman came back with a sloppy beggar by her side, and hurriedly said: "Didn't it say that my third young master is sick and told you to come back another day..."

Wei Zhao lifted his half-dry hair that was already in a lock and raised his head towards the porter: "Look who I am!"