me and my vest

Light rain.

The raindrops hit the red palace wall, flowed down the eaves, and then fell on the bluestone road.

The drainage system of the Forbidden City is naturally very good. The rainwater converges in the ditches, leaving only a thin layer of water curtain on the road. If you walk on it, you probably won't get your shoes wet.

It's a pity that this kind of rain can only drench outside the house and cannot enter the house, so the original housekeeper of Baiyun City, of course, he is now the housekeeper of the entire imperial city, and he has to continue to wipe the blood on the ground with a cloth and bucket.

A group of assassins just died here last night.

"I seem to be mopping the floor all the time," said the butler.

The black-clothed swordsman sitting on the steps holding his sword was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that the old man was talking to him, he nodded hesitantly.

Seeing his reaction, the butler smiled even more happily, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and put it in the swordsman's hand.

Like rewarding a silly kid who is finally socializing properly.

Shi Lu couldn't help but wondered again if his character design was too good, a bit too much.

It's already autumn, a yellow leaf falls with the wind, quietly falls into the water and casts a small shadow.

The trees on both sides of the road also swished, as if responding to the autumn rain.

A person gradually walked out of the doorway at the palace wall. He was still wearing white clothes and holding an umbrella in this taboo white palace, walking at a leisurely pace.

It has been more than a year since Ye Gucheng made an appointment to fight Ximen Chuuxue.

In other words, it has been a year since the Ye family returned to the country.

Although white is a taboo, but if the emperor wants to wear it like this, can you still stop it?

What's more, this one was a well-known swordsman before he ascended the throne.

"You came."

Ye Gucheng put away the umbrella and gently stood it in the corner of the wall.

A cloud of dark water gradually appeared on the ground.

"Ah."

Ye Gucheng didn't ask why Shi Lu came, and Shi Lu didn't intend to say either.

Come whenever you want.

Although one person became the Ninth Five-Year Lord, their relationship has not changed in any way. The black-clothed swordsman has become the only one who can enter and leave the Forbidden City at will. He was also seen standing behind the new emperor at the court meeting. An annotated handwriting that did not belong to the emperor was found.

"Stay?" Ye Gucheng's indifferent expression finally changed, it was a very gentle attitude, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Must rest tomorrow."

"Okay." Shi Lu stood up from the steps, holding the sword and followed him into the hall.

"Are you free recently?" Ye Gucheng fetched water for him to make tea, and the court ladies and eunuchs around him seemed to have long been accustomed to the emperor's habit of entertaining his confidants in person, pretending to be stone statues.

"Yes." The swordsman in black took the cup, "Lu Xiaofeng has been very quiet lately."

Ye Gucheng smiled.

"Maybe it's not that he's quiet."

It's just that no one dared to provoke Lu Xiaofeng.

He already has strong strength, and he can move to Heguiding as a reinforcement at any time, and now he has a huge backer, no matter whether he needs it or not, no matter where he goes, the local court is willing to help him busy.

There are really few people who can't think about it.

The butler had already wiped the floor, washed his hands and brought a plate of delicate pastries to the two of them.

Although no one will eat it, he still has to bring it up. He is already learning how to become a qualified steward.

The light rain outside the window was pattering, and the subtle voice was clear and rhythmic. A few mahogany palace lanterns hung under the eaves, casting dim light through the paper window, casting shadows on the white pieces on the chessboard.

"Gong Jiu." The black-clothed swordsman said suddenly, he put down Hei Zi in his hand, "Do you want to kill?"

Ye Gucheng shook his head.

He has almost dealt with the members of the royal family, only King Taiping has not moved.

"Do you remember Huo Xiu?"

"remember."

"All his property has gone to Gong Jiu." Ye Gucheng said, "Huo Tianqing was also killed by him."

Shilu listened quietly.

"The nameless island overseas, and his troublesome identity. I will solve it after I am fully prepared."

"Okay, if you go, remember to call me."

"If you meet Gong Jiu, you must not get entangled with him."

"why?"

Ye Gucheng sighed, he really didn't know how to explain Gong Jiu's nausea to his confidant, it was really embarrassing for him to tell him to lie, but fortunately he could tell some truth to get over it, "Because he is sick, I hope you stay away from him .”

The swordsman in black nodded in agreement.

Ye Gucheng knew that he still didn't understand, but as long as he agreed, he also made up his mind again that he must not let Gong Jiu stain He Guiting's eyes.

Suddenly there was the sound of a bird flapping its wings.

The two looked back, and a swallow stopped by the window.

Where do swallows come from in late autumn in the capital?

The butler grabbed the swallow as soon as he stretched out his hand. He was very cautious and loyal. Although he usually looked easy-going, that was only for two people—one was his city lord, and the other was He Guiting.

Now his eyes were sharp and his movements were swift, and he actually used the 72-way grappling hand to catch the bird.

The bird is just an ordinary bird. Of course it was caught by the housekeeper. Its special place is just a note tied to its leg.

On the paper is written [Lu Xiaoji Songhuajiang Lahasu]

The butler read it to the two of them.

"Lu Xiaoji? Could it be Lu Xiaofeng?"

"Yes."

"Who sent it to you? How does he know where Lu Xiaofeng is?"

"It should be Sikong Zhaixing." The swordsman in black took the note, "He promised me to owe Lu Xiaofeng a favor."

Probably only Sikong Zaixing would use such a strange bird to replace the carrier pigeon, and it is not easy to raise a swallow in autumn.

This is tipping off.

"Songhua River." Ye Gucheng pondered for a while, "Winter is about to enter there, and it is said that dripping water can turn into ice, which is much colder than the capital city."

"He always likes to go to places that can make people uncomfortable." Shi Li sighed, picked up the sword on the table, "I'm leaving."

"Okay." Ye Gucheng also stood up, "I'll bring you something later."

The butler will also agree and go to help pack the luggage.

What's in the palace?Isn't it all the emperor's things?Could there be something else?

So the housekeeper prepared a large bag of clothes and a large pile of supplies for the black-clothed swordsman, even if they were not bright yellow, they were embroidered with dragon patterns in the dark.

These are all Ye Gucheng's things, and of course Ye Gucheng has no objection.

He also ordered the housekeeper to put in tens of thousands of taels of silver bills.

What violates the ancestral system, what ordinary people can't use royal things, do these two people care?

Lu Xiaofeng once told Hua Manlou that he suspected that Ye Gucheng would even lend Yuxi to He Guiting to smash walnuts.

Of course, this is just an assumption, their internal strength can easily crush walnuts.

Of course, this is another assumption, how could two extremely powerful swordsmen pinch walnuts.

The gates of the Forbidden City were opened all the way, allowing the swordsman in black to ride out on horseback, as if he was in some kind of mountain, not a majestic imperial city.

Wei Ziyun was not executed by the new emperor, he was just demoted and served as a guard at the Meridian Gate.

Now, looking at the back of the swordsman going away, he could only sigh, cursing Lu Xiaofeng's bad luck again in his heart.

Has this man always been so lucky?

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Of course Lu Xiaofeng was not always so lucky.

He was about to die.

Last month he met Fang Yuxiang at Bluebeard's Silver Hook Casino, she was really a very cold beauty, Lu Xiaofeng was of course fooled, Fang Yuxiang told him to follow, and he followed.

Who knew that they would put a huge black pot on Lu Xiaofeng's head. They said that Lu Xiaofeng killed Yu Tianbao, the son of Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult.

Of course Lu Xiaofeng didn't, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

The three guardian elders of the Devil's Cult wanted to take back the Raksha card that Yu Tianbao was carrying, but Yu Tianbao had already given the Raksha card to Bluebeard as gambling money.

Bluebeard could have ended the matter as long as he returned it to the three elders, but his first four wives stole the Raksha card together.

So Blue Beard asked his current wife, Fang Yuxiang, to seduce Lu Xiaofeng and push this trouble to him, so that Lu Xiaofeng could go to Lahasu on the Songhua River to get the Raksha card.

Both Yu Luocha and Yu Tianbao are dead, and the person who gets the Raksha card can command the entire Western Demon Cult. How annoying and troublesome is this thing?

How unlucky do you think this is?

Worse things are yet to come.

Now Lu Xiaofeng has no clothes to wear and can only lie on a bed wrapped in a quilt, but he is not the only one in the room.

There is also a Jiangnan businessman named Jia Leshan, a beautiful woman named Chuchu and his three subordinates.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "No matter what you are going to do, can you return the clothes to me first?"

"No." Jia Leshan said grimly, "If you go back now, I can give you a set of fine satin clothes, a box of gold, and a few women."

"what do you want?"

"I want the Raksha card!"

"Then you can go find it yourself, what does it have to do with me?" Lu Xiaofeng sighed.

"Do you know who stole the Raksha card?"

"I know, it's Blue Beard's four wives!" Lu Xiaofeng wanted to laugh a bit, it's still a bit difficult for a man to be betrayed by four wives together, "I heard that they are called Li Xia, Leng Hong'er, Tang Keqing and Chen Jingjing .”

"That's right." Jia Leshan nodded, "Blue Beard's eldest wife, Li Xia, is the mastermind. I have made an appointment with her to buy Rakshasa cards with gold."

"I understand." Lu Xiaofeng said, "You are afraid that if I meet Li Xia first, she won't sell it to you anymore."

"I know you are good at dealing with women." Jia Leshan asked, "So there are only two ways."

"One is that you die, and the other is that you go!"

"I also know that your Excellency has friends all over the rivers and lakes, and some time ago, you even had the imperial court as your backer."

"so?"

"So I don't really want to kill you." Jia Leshan said, "I don't want to know how fast He Guiting's sword is!"

"His sword is indeed fast."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed, someone praised him, shouldn't he be happy?He now felt that it was nothing to be trapped under the blanket without clothes, and he even felt that Jia Leshan was not so annoying.

At least he has a good eye.

"You have to know one more thing." Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand from under the quilt and raised a finger, "This thing is very important."

"What's the matter?" Jia Leshan asked.

"The three guardian elders of the Western Devil's Cult also followed me."

"You mean the three friends of Suihan?" Jia Leshan's expression changed.

"That's right." Lu Xiaofeng said, "They have followed me all the way, and they want to get back the Raksha card more than anyone else."

"They're here?"

"right here."

Jia Leshan turned around and left, Chuchu and the three subordinates hurriedly followed.

He doesn't want to die yet, especially he doesn't want to die in the hands of the Demon Cult. They are always terrible when they kill people, because they want you to die and want you to live a little longer so that they can torture you well.

Jia Leshan doesn't seem to want to buy Luosha brand anymore.

Lu Xiaofeng also heaved a sigh of relief, he planned to get out of the quilt and find some clothes to put on himself.

He's not easily shy, but he has to wear something.

This opportunity is difficult to grasp, because another person has entered.

This person was dressed like a waiter in an inn, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he also revealed a kind of thief spirit - the shrewdness of a thief.

Of course he is Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing sat on the table, crossed his legs, this time he didn't intend to pretend that he didn't know Lu Xiaofeng, he exposed himself very generously, "Lu Xiaoji, why don't you come out?"

"If you are willing to give me a piece of clothing, I can come out. After I come out, I am willing to treat you to eat three roast chickens!"

"I don't want to." Sikong Zhaixing smiled, "How can roast chicken be as interesting as you, a little chicken in the quilt?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to talk to him, he really wanted to get out of the quilt.

"Do you want to know why I am here? Why did I come to you?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't talk, how could the chicken in the quilt talk?How do you deserve to talk to the number one thief in the world?

He is already angry.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't seem to notice that Lu Xiaofeng was angry at all, "Because that Jia Leshan who just left, originally planned to ask me to pretend to be him to scam you."

"I didn't agree, because I still owe you a favor."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help it anymore, "When will you owe me a favor?"

"Do you remember the ribbon He Guiting gave me?"

"remember."

"I said at the time that I was willing to owe you a favor, and he gave it to me."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, very smugly, so arrogantly that Sikong Zhaoxing wanted to kick him.

"I have such a good friend, and you can't envy me."

"Just rejecting Jia Leshan is not considered a favor." Sikong Zhaixing gritted his teeth and said, "Although I am a thief, I am still very moral!"

"Yes."

"So I have sent a letter to He Guiting in the capital! I told him that you are going to Lahasu by the Songhua River."

"You told He Gui to stop?" Lu Xiaofeng almost jumped up wrapped in the blanket, he was like a big caterpillar now.

"Yes."

"When?"

Sikong Zhaoxing didn't answer the question directly, "You know that He Guiting will come as soon as he receives the news."

"Correct."

"So if you leave now, you can meet him by the Songhua River."

The further north he went, the colder it became. Most of Lu Xiaofeng's friends were in Jiangnan and the Central Plains. The further north he went, the fewer friends he met, and the colder his heart became.

Everyone here wanted to plot against him, although Lu Xiaofeng didn't care, and he had encountered more dangerous and tormenting situations than this, but he still felt very sad.

He felt a little lonely, a little lonely, and he wanted to talk to someone.

Now he is not sad at all, he just wants to see He Guiting as soon as possible, what kind of messy things, and what kind of Rakshasa card that can command the congregation, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't want to bother, and doesn't care They are treated as one.

He has completely regarded this thrilling and terrifying mission as a trip, a trip to the Songhua River!

Lu Xiaofeng got out of bed under the quilt, he didn't care if Sikong Zhaoxing would find it strange, he was going to find a piece of clothing and then a horse.

He has already made up his mind, he wants to invite He Gui to stop eating sauerkraut, white meat and blood sausage hot pot!

If you want to eat that kind of steaming food, it's better to eat it by the river, and they can watch the snow together!

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