Jiang Hu should not

The Ninth Round of Seven Pieces

Sandalwood Garden is only two or three miles away from the East Factory, just around the corner across the promenade and side hall.But it is far away from the mansions of those ministers, and it takes several hours to walk alone.

In the middle of the night, the huge imperial palace is like a giant glutton, scorning the entire Chang'an city.In these intricate pavilions, a well-known [no-sighted] dark guard bumped into another no-sighted assassin.So they met by mistake.

The assassin thought he was a fellow, so he took a big step back vigilantly, suppressed his voice and cursed at the front: "Who doesn't have eyes!" The dark guard retorted angrily: "Damn, you don't have eyes! Standing in the way of Lao Tzu, you still dare to take the lead!"

After the two stared angrily for a few seconds, they actually sat down with their legs crossed. At first they thought it was a mental duel between masters, but who knew...

"Hey, what are you doing in Sandalwood Garden in the middle of the night?!" First the hidden guard said bluntly.

"None of your business!" The assassin cursed domineeringly back, and made his attitude clear when he heard that he was not stealing business.

"Hey, you are quite courageous, are you here to assassinate? I can already see the dagger on your waist!"

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"If you're sensible, get out of here! Before you know who my master is!"

The assassin thought to himself that it was [well-intentioned] that your master was able to raise a bear like you, so he turned his head and patted his butt and got up and wanted to leave. The clingy bear guard also patted his butt and continued to call: "Hey, I haven't finished my question yet! Why are you running away!"

The assassin was too lazy to be as knowledgeable as a fool, and was about to jump on the beam, when the hidden guard jumped over and wrapped himself around the assassin's waist.

"You actually ignore me! Let me show you how my grandpa is doing."

The assassin thought that the kid was pretending to be stupid, maybe he really had two brushes, but the result... the dark guard slipped, and both of them fell to the ground, and the assassin used it as a human cushion for the first time. But Xiong Anwei was chirping and shouting in pain.

The assassin suddenly felt a little migraine. "Boy, there will be no future!" After speaking, taking advantage of the moment Xiong Anwei cried out in pain, he flew away with ease.The surrounding lanterns were lit, and soon there would be a large wave of guards running towards the place where the commotion occurred, with their swords and guns in hand.

Xiong Anwei clutched his butt, limped and tried his best to climb over the courtyard wall and escaped.He still didn't forget to curse and curse: "Remember me, you bastard!" After speaking, he twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed, observed a jade pendant in his hand, and went into a secret path.

When Xiong Anwei returned to the mansion, the lights were still on.Many brothers watched him enter the main room with worried and helpless faces.First of all, the eldest brother spoke, his brows were wrinkled like twists, and he cursed: "Lao Qi! You want to kill us! Why are you running out in the middle of the night?! Look, even the master I went out to find you, and I haven't come back yet!"

Xiong Anwei, the old seven, lowered his head and smiled flatteringly: "Hey brother, I'm going out to catch thieves."

"What thief are you catching?!" The elder brother was panting heavily, and nearly knocked over the table.

Seeing the elder brother's attitude, Lao Qi was frightened and retorted in a small voice: "That's right, that's the flower picker who was wanted not long ago..."

"Fart! Can catching thieves get you to Sandalwood Garden?!" The eldest brother's face was flushed with anger, like a monkey's butt.

Seeing that he was exposed, Lao Qi knelt down and shouted: "Brother, I was wrong! I will never dare again!"

"Hmph! Tell me honestly what you did at night!"

Sweat dripped from Lao Qi's head, and while he was hesitating, a voice came from afar from the main entrance.

"Old Mu, it's almost over." Lao Qi rushed over to hug his thigh as soon as he saw someone coming, "Master! Help me!" The second, third, fourth, and fifth around all knelt down.

"Okay, okay, get up. Qixi, don't rub your hands [it's not a dog]."

Jiang Zinan shook the hem of Qixi's [crumpled] clothes, opened the folding fan and shook it, then smiled and said, "This incident happened because of me, and I sent Qixi there on purpose, so don't blame him anymore."

The elder brother called Lao Mu was still in a cold sweat, and said nervously: "But master, you also know that Qixi's brain is not working well, and the brothers are afraid that something will happen to him..."

"Hahaha, don't worry, Qixi won't be hurt by what I told you." The smile in the corner of Jiang Zinan's eyes reassured Lao Mu a bit.

"By the way, Qixi, what have you gained from this trip?" Jiang Zinan turned to Lao Qi who was sitting upright like a child who did something wrong.

Lao Qi blinked his eyes and said: "The master really knows things like a god, the assassin is lurking on the roof of the Sandalwood Garden, if I didn't deliberately attract the attention of the guards, it is estimated that the young master De Jing will die long ago..."

Jiang Zinan folded his fan thoughtfully, stood up and said, "It seems that things are getting more and more interesting."

Old Mu interjected: "Master, who would want the life of Young Master De Jing?"

"Well, you'll know when the time comes." Jiang Zinan raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully, and left the Jiang Mansion in a happy mood.

As soon as Jiang Zinan left, Lao Mu couldn't help but question Lao Qi: "Qixi! When did you get so close to Master? Didn't I tell you to stay away from him? You don't know how dangerous he is!"

Qixi picked her nose without cutting it: "Brother, you are thinking too much. Dangerous? Why can't I feel it?"

Old Mu sighed depressed and continued, "It's over when you think it's dangerous."

Qixi smiled heartily and foolishly: "Hey brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Oh." Old Mu shook his head and went to sleep.

The second son, who is very literary, usually likes poetry and songs, so he patted the seventh younger brother on the shoulder: "Oh, children can't be taught."

The third child also patted the seventh on the shoulder as he walked over and said, "Oh, you can't carve rotten wood."

Then it was the fourth child's turn, and he echoed, "Oh, you can't build a wall with dung."

The fifth child stared at the seventh child without changing his face.

Sixth...huh?

"Big brother and sixth child are gone!" It was the second child who spoke.

"Oh, I guess I'm going to spend time and drink again, don't care about him."

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