Chapter 8, Eccentricities of the Jianghu

Wu Zichu nodded repeatedly: "Your Highness is correct"

In this search, she remained in the water until the sun had set in the west. She had almost turned over the entire lotus pond before she found a small package half-buried in the mud, located more than three zhang away from the small building. The issue lay with the rope that Miss Bai had unnecessarily tied; the fish could not gnaw through the oilcloth, but they had pulled the package several zhang away by tugging on the rope. The oilcloth was originally dark in color and was partially obscured by the mud. Had it not been for her slow, inch-by-inch search at the bottom of the pond, it would have been nearly impossible to find.

I have long said that I do not want to take on this troublesome task. Ning Jin continued to complain, I initially thought that at most I would just be a little greedy and try to win some people over, as long as it didn't get too out of hand. But I never expected him to be so bold. Had I known this, I should have outright refused when my royal brother first mentioned it.

Even Master Gongsun's senior brother cannot cure you!" Mo Yan scratched her ear and said earnestly, "... then we should hurry up even more!

She tightly grasped Zhan Zhao's hand, carrying him on her back, and stood up unsteadily. A flurry of golden stars danced before her eyes as she forced herself to take a deep breath and moved forward. At this moment, it was not like being buoyed by water; in addition, she had not slept for two days and two nights, and had spent nearly four hours in the water, leaving her utterly exhausted. She felt as if Zhan Zhao's body weighed a thousand pounds on her back, making it nearly impossible for her to take a single step.

Last time, time was tight, and they could not investigate in detail, so they had no choice but to return overnight. Since it was Bai Yingyu who burned the study, it is highly likely that the real account books have also been hidden by her

Zhan Zhao nodded in agreement, yet his body remained completely still

"What is it?" Mo Yan frowned, "Your elder brother says he is very ill. If something were to happen to him, who would my senior sister marry? Naturally, the sooner the marriage, the better."

Mo Yan couldn't help but sneer: "Your father really trusts him."

Take care, brother-in-law!" She playfully smiled at Nangong Ruoxu, "When there is a wedding banquet, you must think of me.

Seeing her hesitate for half a day without saying anything further, Mo Yan was almost driven to jump up in frustration

Mo Yan, seeing this, hurriedly and kindly patted his back, but Zhan Zhao quickly and tactfully avoided it. He rarely lost his composure like this and truly did not expect that this girl would speak so openly about matters concerning husband and wife.

First, let's see if it is indeed the case. Mo Yan climbed ashore tremblingly, her eyes fixed solely on the small package

What transfer? Her eyes lit up suddenly, and she couldn't even bother to eat. "Are you saying that maybe he will help my senior brother?"

I have another place to go

Thank you, Lord Zhan. Xue Zhang, who lives in this humble abode, is Senior Brother Xiang of Master Gong Sun. Over the past decade, I have burdened him greatly, and I truly do not wish to burden others any further.

Two people entered the room. Bai Yingyu saw Mo Yan in a disheveled state and quickly called a maid to take her to freshen up. Poor Mo Yan didn't even have time to eat a bite of food and was immediately escorted out by the maid.

Mo Yanfei quickly glanced and knew it was a skin injury, ignoring her, still urgently asked Zhao Zhan, "How do you deal with it..."

Miss Bai's slender jade hand lightly pointed outside the window...

Although it is known that this junior sister has always been outspoken, Ning Wangshu still feels embarrassed. He stopped her and said, "Xiaoqi, what are you calling yourself... what brother-in-law, that's also a mixed-up name!"

Offering tea, dismissing the maidservant, she sat opposite them.

Zhan Zhao gave a gentle smile and did not offer much explanation.

It's enough as long as it doesn't cause any trouble. Otherwise, with his identity, it could really be a hassle.

Go on, go on

"Xiao Qi!" Ning Wangshu scolded her sharply, this girl has become increasingly unrestrained in her speech

If she could willingly give us the things, wouldn't that be even better. Zhan Zhao turned to look at her and asked softly, "Is your face still hurting?"

My master used to always praise us like this before," she reminisced endlessly, "deceiving me into practicing hard, for two years and another two years..."

Just as they arrived at the entrance of the Bai residence, Mo Yan suddenly remembered something and stopped Zhan Zhao, saying: "Wait a moment."

She nodded impatiently and ascended the stairs with a cat-like grace.

Ning Jin fell silent upon hearing this, lightly tapping his fingers on the table a few times, before淡淡地笑道: "Bai Baozhen certainly has quite an appetite"

Zhan Zhao patiently waited for her

She paused for a moment, seeing that Zhan Zhao was holding the tea bowl, yet remained silent

You threw it into the pool

After a long while, Bai Yingyu softly said: "My father did indeed give me some instructions before he passed away"

The three arrows coming from different directions can only indicate that the Three Soul Pursuers have arrived. What Mo Yan said about being unable to escape actually means that it is likely impossible to avoid death

What they hold in their hands are fake account books; the real account books should still be within the Bai residence

The latter smiled at her sincerely, and with a few quick taps of his fingers, he had unlocked the acupoints.

Even though he was tightly wrapped in the quilt by Bai Yingyu, Zhan Zhao still turned his face away and quietly instructed Mo Yan.

Behind her, Zhan Zhao followed slowly, the gloom in his heart gradually dissipating: not everything can go as one wishes, but one should strive to have a clear conscience

After finishing the noodle soup and settling the bill, the two of them headed towards the Bai residence

Zhan Zhao untied the bundle behind him, placed it on the table, and spread it open, revealing a thick ledger quietly lying within.

So many fish, all so plump, I fear they might have been completely consumed

Zhan Zhao fell silent for a moment: "This young master Nangong is afflicted with a serious illness; are you not worried about your senior sister marrying him?"

Upon hearing this, the fear in Bai Yingyu's eyes intensified greatly. She desperately tried to struggle, but to no avail, she could not move even a fraction. Her cherry lips opened and closed, as if she wanted to say something.

Miss Bai cried out in pain, covering her arm, and almost immediately fainted on the spot

"I am just hungry," Mo Yan said honestly

Although the night was already half over, Zhan Zhao respectfully knocked on the mountain gate according to protocol, requesting the young monk to convey his message

The water was gentle yet icy, inexorably submerging his limbs and mouth.

"You still pick it up, you still pick it up... what are you picking up this broken thing for!" Ning Jin said angrily

"Unlock her mute orifice," said Zhang Zhao

Zhan Zhao rose to put away the account book, rewrapping it, and said: "Thank you. Regarding today's matter, I kindly ask Brother Nangong not to mention it to others. I, Zhan, express my gratitude in advance"

She shook her head

What happened next?" Zhang Zhao smiled

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, bid her farewell, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the night.

Mo Yan anxiously fiddled with her hair, as she was truly very hungry and could not wait for her hair to dry completely. In the short time since she had just sat down, she had already eaten several pieces of snacks from the small table.

That person who was seriously injured.

Bai Yingyu immediately forgot to cry. In fact, even though Mo Yan was dressed in male clothing, she could not hide her feminine grace, and her voice was clear and melodious, making it not difficult to distinguish her. It was just that this young lady had always stayed indoors and had never seen a woman dressed as a man like this.

With no way out, Zhang Zhao, in utter helplessness, tapped his right foot on a rock, his body flying out at an angle, and before the arrow could reach him, he fell into the pond

Previously, he had incapacitated one of the Soul Chasers by severing its hand. Although the injured party's attack power was significantly reduced, the other two, seeing their brother wounded, were filled with rage and launched a fierce assault, leaving him no opportunity to catch his breath. Zhan Zhao leaned against a large rock, fighting with great effort, relying entirely on Juque to guard him in front.

His body slowly sank to the bottom of the pool, and he tried to grasp something, but it was in vain. Whether it was due to excessive blood loss or the icy coldness of the water, he felt his limbs gradually becoming numb and losing sensation

Mo Yan looked at the large wet patch on the front of her dress and said helplessly, "Please stop crying. If you keep crying, I will have to change you into another set."

Upon mentioning Mo Yan, Zhang Zhao could not help but smile: "She has other matters to attend to and cannot come. Does Your Highness have any instructions for her?"

What do you think I'm thinking about? "Zhan Zhao looked at her.

Upon arriving at the Nangong family estate, Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan waited briefly in the side hall before Chief Steward Zou led them into the small flower hall inside. When the two entered, a table with food and wine had already been prepared, and the eldest son of the Nangong family, Nangong Ruoxu, was seated inside waiting for them

Then why do you...?

No way, Mo Yan raised his head helplessly and said, "This constable is a physically demanding job, I just found out. By the way... Brother-in-law, when do you plan to propose?"

Mo Yan was proud.

At this point, Bai Yingyu's face showed a look of difficulty.

It's not just this number, it's just a figure on the books, when you add layers of exploitation, at least this number. Nangong Ruoxu spread out five fingers, "It's the amount taken from us wealthy households every year, amounting to hundreds of thousands."

Zhan Zhao gritted her teeth tightly, and the sword circle guarding her body suddenly expanded. Ignoring the piercing pain in her left leg, she exerted all her strength and leaped upwards.

Mo Yan took the silk skirt hanging on the screen next to him, lifted her quilt, helped her sit up, and was about to dress her. At this time, Bai Yingyu was only wearing a quilted garment...

Later, my second older brother scolded me and said I was stupid, claiming that I was nothing more than a donkey being led by a carrot.

Pa!

"Drag you down? You're not even seriously ill, why would you say that?" Mo Yanqi said.

... ...

Bai Yingyu originally thought it was too short, but after looking at Mo Yan, she could only nod.

It is merely a matter of picking a few pine needles, Zhang Zhao comforted himself in his heart, and then realized: she probably recognized that she had been to Hanshan Temple because she saw the pine needles.

Mo Yan looked around anxiously and scrutinized himself. He asked curiously, "Don't I look like it?"

After the fight, the injury on his left leg became more severe. He originally wanted to use his light skills to shake off the pursuer, but as soon as he exerted a little force, he felt so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. Not to mention light skills, even taking a few more steps was extremely difficult for him at this moment.

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly and raised his hand to knock on the door

So, what do you suggest?" Mo Yan raised his eyes.

"You take the account book, and we will go our separate ways!" Mo Yan thought that with Zhan Zhao's lightness skill, if they separated, she could divert one of the Soul Chasers, and he should have a chance to escape, as long as he could take the account book out, her senior brother would be saved. All she could think about was the account book; as for her own life and death and that of Bai Yingyu, she did not consider them at all.

All three of them have arrived, and it is simply impossible to get out

Zhan Zhao smiled, and the other side of her face began to inexplicably flush

It's not too late to stop now. "Zhan Zhao, who had been standing silently on the side, suddenly interrupted him and spoke.

The giant barrier blocked several arrows, yet the few that sealed the path were beyond imagination

However, after only half an hour, Nangong Ruoxu had roughly finished reviewing two account books and said to the waiting Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan beside him

"The wind will rise tomorrow," Mo Yan murmured to herself

Ning Jin was at a loss for what to do, and after glancing at Zhan Zhao, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you trying to defy the royal decree?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhao staring at her, and, touching her face, said with annoyance. Just now, she had looked into the bronze mirror, and the several blood marks on her face had become even more conspicuous after her bath

Is she a ... ... girl

She did not understand why she was still foolishly striving to swim back, even when she was nearly exhausted

A gentle breeze blows, the fragrance of lotus fills the air, the water glimmers, and fish frolic in between, what a picturesque autumn lotus pond scene—Mo Yan leans on the windowsill, wanting to cry but finding no tears.

How ... ...

At this moment, Zhang Zhao had just set down his teacup and said in a deep voice, "May I have the honor to observe?"

Inside the embroidered curtain, one can see the maidservant sleeping on the couch by the bed, her breathing slightly heavy, already in a deep slumber. The layers of the gauze curtain hang low, obscuring the view of Bai Yingyu within.

"Do you think his physique is suitable for long-term planning?" Mo Yan asked him incredulously.

After last night, Bai Yingyu clearly did not want her family to know, so she directly invited the two of them into the small building

Your esteemed father is merely a pawn used by others, and his death is nothing more than an act of sacrificing a piece to protect the king by those above him. " Zhang Zhao's tone shifted, softening somewhat, "Lord Bao is well aware that your father was forced into this situation. If the young lady truly understands the greater good, she should assist us in uncovering the true culprit.

The gazes of the two individuals swept across, almost causing Bai Yingyu to shudder.

Mo Yan said we also know this is a false account, if it were the true accounts of the previous year, how could they still be left for us to steal? However, can you tell how false this account really is?

Although the shoes are not particularly dirty, they have inevitably been on the ground, and a young lady like Bai Yingyu would certainly not be willing to have them put in her mouth. Zhan remained silent, clearly acquiescing, so she could only glare angrily at Mo Yan.

Meanwhile, Bai Yingyu's tears fell straight down like broken beads, with a growing momentum of intensification.

As the second person pursued relentlessly, drawing his bow and preparing to shoot into the water, he suddenly heard the sound of a hidden weapon slicing through the air from behind and hurriedly dodged to the side. It turned out to be Wu Zichu arriving on the scene, who, seeing that Zhan Zhao had fallen into the water and the situation was critical, picked up two small stones to help him out of the predicament

Still wrapped in oilcloth!?" Mo Yan turned his head and stared at her with wide eyes.

Bai Yingyu was still lying in the quilt, her eyes wide open, unable to move, and futilely trying to speak without making a sound. It seemed that Mo Yan had also sealed Miss Bai's mute acupoint.

Unexpectedly, the curtain was drawn, reflecting the moonlight outside the window, shining directly into Bai Yingyu's eyes, staring at Mo Yan in amazement.

Blood splattered on the black feathers, and the arrow was almost piercing through the bone

Mo Yan was about to jump over the big stone by the edge of the pond with her. As long as they reached the other side of the stone, the stone would serve as a natural barrier, making it less likely for arrows to hit them.

"Your brows are furrowed like an iron lump, it's obvious at a glance." She lowered her head to look for pebbles, suddenly exerted force with her foot, and laughed, "Look at the hidden weapon!"

After half a stick of incense had passed, Mo Yan resigned herself and plunged headfirst into the water

Why are you back again? He wanted to ask, but couldn't make a sound.

"Please take another look at the silk matter," said Zhang Zhao in a deep voice

She paused for a moment, turned around and walked away. After a few steps, she turned back and asked, "Where are you going?"

His Royal Highness, the Prince of Ning, cares for the state and will naturally prioritize the well-being of the common people. This is what Zhan Zhao has to say. Zhan Zhao's expression is gentle

How do I get there

He tightened his grip on the sword, hooked his right foot over a chair beside him, and kicked it into the air. The chair smashed through the window on the east side and had not yet hit the ground when three arrows followed closely behind, piercing into it.

My father said that if the Kaifeng Prefecture were to take him into custody, I should seek out Lord Zhang, the Minister of the Three Departments in the capital, and that even if it ultimately resulted in confiscation of property and exile, Lord Zhang would do his utmost to ensure my safety. Remembering her father's words, she could not help but feel a deep sorrow.

Zhan Zhao was furious that she could even suspect Lord Bao, for how could Lord Bao engage in such despicable acts of assassination

Listening to him say this, Ningjin's expression was like he had eaten a fly, and he said angrily, "Zi Chu, are you deliberately trying to disgust me?"

As everyone took their seats, the bowls and chopsticks clashed, and after exchanging a few words about the local customs and culture from Kaifeng, the conversation remained superficial and exceedingly polite. Zhang Zhao, by nature reserved and composed, was not one to engage in idle chatter; Mo Yan, however, was focused solely on her rice, while others had barely finished their first bowl, she had already served herself a second, hardly taking a few bites of the dishes.

The arrow is seven inches long, weighs seven qian, with a cold iron blade and black feathers as the tail, it is the Soul-chasing Arrow. Mo Yan exerted force to pull out one of them, frowned and said, "Could it be the Soul-chasing Three Messengers, the notorious assassins in the martial arts world? I heard that the three brothers demand a very high price, and the Zhang family is indeed willing to spare no expense."

This is the ledger that Zhan Mou took from the Bai residence

Zhan Zhao's figure swayed slightly, seizing the opportunity while the Soul Chaser from the east was retrieving the arrow. He did not bother to defend himself with his sword; like a ghost, he moved with incredible speed, aiming directly at the person with his massive sword, executing several lethal moves in succession.

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, remaining silent, and continued to eat his meal with vegetables.

Of course. "Zhang Zhao raised his eyes to look at her, 'Miss, when do you plan to set off for the capital to escort the coffin?'"

Indeed! Mo Yan could not help but feel delighted

"Infiltrating at midnight is also a matter of great helplessness," said Zhang Zhao quietly. "Moreover, I have never intended to humiliate the young lady from beginning to end."

Fortunately, Mo Yan did not pay any attention; upon hearing the words 'good-looking,' he did not take it to heart. Instead, Bai Yingyu glanced at Zhan Zhao a few more times.

Zhan Zhao, however, still maintained a nonchalant demeanor and asked lightly, "May I ask what this is?"

Ning Wangshu reached out to smooth a stray lock of hair for her: "Be careful."

After a long while, she finally raised her head and said: "Although Lord Zhan's words are reasonable, they are ultimately one-sided. Forgive me for my ignorance, as I am unable to make a decision at this moment"

The two individuals turned their gaze towards Bai Yingyu, whose anger was gradually intensifying.

"Where to throw it?" Mo Yan squeezed out the words from between her teeth

What you said, upon careful consideration, actually makes some sense

After sitting for a while without saying a word, both of them remained silent. Zhan Zhao was never a talkative person, and with something on his mind, he even skipped the usual pleasantries. Bai Yingyu, who had always lived a secluded life in the women's quarters, felt a bit anxious at the thought of traveling with them tomorrow.

Mo Yan was overjoyed, finally able to set down the heavy burden on her heart. However, unexpectedly, she was unable to sleep through the night. Coupled with having been underwater for too long, she finally relaxed and felt a darkness envelop her vision, her body swaying unsteadily. She hurriedly leaned against the willow tree by the pond to steady her mind.

"That so-called Prince Ning, haven't you had enough of his temper? Why bother to..." She shook her head in confusion

Oh?

There may be a turning point.

South Palace Ruoxu didn't understand: "What should I grasp?"

When Mo Yan jumped down from the rock, he also hurriedly glanced in the direction of Zhan Zhao, wondering how he would deal with the three envoys alone.

She was only thinking about one thing in her mind --.

No," she hesitated and said, "It is not that I do not trust Lord Zhan, it is just, just...

Ning Jin raised his eyes and feigned nonchalance, saying: "Zhan Zhao, do you think you can intimidate this king?"

The bead curtain remains still, and it seems as if even the wind inside the room is frozen

Moyan's mind was only thinking about his senior brother's case, and he didn't care about other things such as purging the officialdom and observing the people. Zhan Zhao naturally knew, but could only sigh and hope that she would gradually understand in the future.

Zhan Zhao's sleeves were almost torn off by her. Seeing that the plan couldn't be carried out, he had no choice but to say, "Perhaps your senior sister feels shy, after all, in front of so many people..."

Zhan Zhao turned around and said urgently: "Quickly take Miss Bai away."

Mo Yan remained silent, took a deep breath, and once again submerged into the water.

Mo Yan shouted at him, and before Zhan Zhao could react, he was already pulled back into the water by her

Zhan Zhao turned around and walked in front of Bai Yingyu, his eyes showing no trace of remorse

Zhan Zhao was taken aback by her question: "No, it looks good." After saying this, he realized it was inappropriate; to say the bloodstain looked good would be unreasonable, while to say she looked good might seem a bit frivolous.

Zhan Zhao nodded: "I will go downstairs." There are too many items in the daughter's home upstairs; it would be inappropriate for him to rummage through the bedding and clothes at his daughter's place.

Mo Yan was also taken aback; the night was already deep, and she did not expect that she had not yet fallen asleep

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly, not asking her how she came to know, thinking that there must be some flaw in himself that allowed her to see through it

It has been reported by a local merchant that the amount of silver falsely declared in this account has exceeded 1 million

Zhan Zhao took the small package, disregarding etiquette, and immediately grabbed her hand, only to feel that her hand was icy cold. Looking at her pale face and purple lips, it was evident that she was severely frozen. Previously, he had called her up to rest several times, but Mo Yan, anxious in her heart, insisted on not coming up.

A small weaving house, having greedily embezzled silver, has become so astonishing; this was something that Zhan Zhao had not anticipated before. He instinctively tightened his grip on the giant sword in his hand. No matter what, he had to take a gamble: although he had not spent much time with Ning Jin, he knew him to be a person of character. At this moment, he could only hope that Ning Jin would consider the well-being of the people and no longer harbor intentions of shielding anyone.

Sister, we will take the lead. Mo Yan said to Ning Wangshu, We still need to return the account books while it is still night.

"Who is getting married?" The second young master of the Nangong family, Nangong Liping, appeared at the entrance of the flower hall, astonished. He had just returned and heard from Steward Zou that his elder brother was receiving guests in the flower hall. Concerned about his brother's health, he did not expect to hear discussions of marriage and wedding night as soon as he arrived at the door, which startled him.

Silk ... ... Just the report for Lingyan silk alone has at least inflated the figures by several tens of thousands taels of silver, and there is no need to mention the others. Nangong Ruoxu casually flipped through the documents and couldn't help but shake his head, saying, "Lord Fan is truly insatiable; this is really excessive, excessive ... ... "

Mo Yan still used a small silver hairpin to pry open the window, and the two of them leaped in. Zhan Zhao first struck the sleeping acupoints of two maidservants, then gestured to Mo Yan, indicating that she should go upstairs without harming anyone

He took the steaming noodle soup and gently blew on it

Whether he is considerate or not is a matter for later discussion

Bai Yingyu was delighted upon hearing this: "Thank you, Lord Zhan."

Zhan Zhao stood helplessly in place, slightly lowering his head

"Why did the young lady throw it?" asked Zhang Zhao.

Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, then saw that Nangong Ruoxu had already left the table to look for his senior sister, and only then did she understand his meaning. Unable to help but feel annoyed, she asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

My acupoint! Bai Yingyu shouted from behind them

"Why don't you have a bowl of noodle soup?" Mo Yan swallowed the wonton in her mouth, feeling somewhat troubled, "If you keep staring at me like that, I won't be able to eat."

Zhan Zhao left the Bai residence and hurried along the way, heading straight for Hanshan Temple

This is nature

Fortunately, after a short while, the water flow increased, and a faint light could be seen ahead

Zhan Zhao was also delighted upon hearing this

Nangong Liping stretched his neck to look out the door, yet he did not dare to follow and take a closer look. After hesitating for a while in place, he still felt uneasy and quickly left the flower hall, heading towards the garden

The two walked into the small building, and Zhang Zhao smiled: "You had quite a bit to eat at noon"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan said nothing further and jumped back into the water

Lower your head a bit more

Mo Yan skipped forward with his hands behind his back, and a voice floated over: "Later on, I became much lazier... In fact, thinking back now, I feel that having a radish is better than not having one at all"

"Your elder brother and my senior sister! Do you disagree?" Mo Yan raised an eyebrow at him

How can you be certain that the person who killed your father is the one who incited him to commit the crime of greed

As soon as these words were spoken, Ning Wangshu and Nangong Ruoxu were left stunned, as if turned to stone. Even Zhan Zhao was nearly choked by a mouthful of soup, quickly turning away and coughing several times.

Why did the young lady still want to burn the study?

"Why am I talking nonsense..." Mo Yan suddenly saw Ning Wangshu's expression, abruptly fell silent, and anxiously said, "Sister, I won't say anything more! I was wrong, just hit me or scold me..."

In the flower hall of the Nangong family, the dishes have been cleared after the meal, and fragrant tea has been served to each person.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his hand tightly and pulled him upstream

"Miss Mo, please take a seat." Nangong Ruoxu felt slightly embarrassed and could only say, "I heard that the two of you are having difficulties with the account books; you might as well let me take a look at them."

Since we have been together, I have rarely seen her like this. Zhang Zhao could not help but feel a softness in his heart and was unable to refrain from comforting her with a few words, saying: "What you say does have some truth, but marriage is a significant matter in life, and they probably do not wish to make such a hasty decision."

Swim against the current, the water flows rapidly, she desperately swims back...

To be frank, Lord Bao's thorough investigation into the corruption in Jiangnan indeed makes it difficult for your father to escape his guilt, but the blame does not rest solely on him. Your father's death conveniently allows others to shift all responsibility onto him. "Zhan Zhao emphasized, "Are you really going to watch as the true culprit not only evades justice but also shifts all his crimes onto your father?"

Zhan Zhao did not respond

A sudden tightness gripped her heart

"Why are you crying? I am the one who should be crying after you have beaten me like this!" Mo Yan frowned as she looked at her, her hands busy draping a dress over her.

What time is it now?" Ning Jing tilted his head and asked Wu Zichu

Your Highness, please rest early. Zhan Zhao bids farewell

Watching Zhang Zhao leave, Ning Jin helplessly muttered, "Only now do you think of telling me to rest early, where were you earlier!"

Mo Yan's eyes were fixed intently on the lotus cake

It was just past the hour of the Dog.

Zhan Zhao, upon hearing this, slightly pursed his lips and remained silent

Zichu, you say! Ningjin spoke nonsensically, "What do you think we should do?"

"In that case, does Lord Zhang have any leverage in your father's hands?" asked Zhang Zhao

"What is the rush? Let's eat first and then see later," she said with a frown. "Everyone is hungry too"

Is it ready?" asked Zhang Zhao

Zhan Zhao found it both amusing and perplexing: "I, Zhan, feel unworthy of such praise."

Zhan Zhao leaned back in his chair, flipping through two thin account books in his hands. The paper was as thin as a cicada's wing; one was a ledger of transactions, while the other was a private account of offerings to officials at various levels. Most of the names listed were shockingly familiar. After turning just a few pages, he closed the account books, as the complexity of the relationships exceeded his expectations, and he could no longer bear to look further.

At this moment, the light in the small building flickered and went out

These two books are both false accounts from previous years

After emerging from the underground waterway, Mo Yan found a secluded spot and dragged Zhan Zhao ashore. The moonlight was cold and clear, making his face appear even more pale. The black feathered arrow was firmly embedded in his leg bone, and blood continued to seep out.

Mo Yan was taken aback by his gaze, and the half of her face that had been struck felt as if it were on fire

Zhan Zhao pressed his lips together in silence, knowing that Ning Jin was frustrated with no outlet for his anger, which suited him just fine. He was only afraid that Ning Jin would not get angry; he was not afraid of Ning Jin's anger, even if that anger were directed at him.

When this matter was mentioned, Bai Yingyu's tone trembled slightly: "Naturally, the sooner the better... these matters at home..." On one hand, she felt sorrowful thinking about her father's remains not yet being buried, and on the other hand, there was no one at home who could accompany her to the capital. Moreover, she had never traveled far before, and this time she had no choice but to set off alone.

Is it? She lay on the shore, gasping for breath, half of her body still in the water. If it is not, I will search again.

Just after leaving the Bai residence, Mo Yan stopped in her tracks and complained, "Why wait until tomorrow afternoon? Since she has already discovered everything, why not turn everything upside down and find the items right now?"

Mo Yan, who was nearby, listened with impatience and said angrily: "Isn't this obvious? If he wasn't afraid that your father would drag him into it, why would he kill your father to silence him"

Of course not," Nangong Liping hurriedly said, "it's just, it's just...

Zhan Zhao, upon seeing the awkward situation of the two, instinctively let out a sigh.

Zhan Zhao fixed his gaze on Mo Yan, who was still dressed in men's clothing, and could only explain: "Miss Mo is also a young lady, so there should be nothing inappropriate about it"

Naturally concerned

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yan casually picked up a chicken wing, puzzled.

Mo Yan tilted her head and smiled, saying: "Sister, are you feeling sorry for me, or are you feeling sorry for him"

Sister!" Mo Yan exclaimed anxiously, eager to chase after, but was pulled back by someone grabbing her arm. Turning her head, she saw it was indeed Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan both exclaimed in surprise, feeling a wave of disappointment. If it had been anywhere else, it would have been fine, but it was thrown into the water. That ledger is likely already soaked and ruined, and even if it were retrieved, it would be of no use.

The study has already burned down, even if the account books need to be returned, where can they be placed?" As soon as she left the Nangong family, Mo Yan asked, "Moreover, these are old accounts from years ago; even if the new weaver is to take over, they probably won't investigate these old accounts, right?

After about a cup of tea's worth of time, Wu Zichu came out to welcome him in

Seeing that Nan Gongruo's movements were rather difficult, although Zhan Zhao felt somewhat surprised, he did not show it on his face and still cupped his hands in greeting

Mo Yan was still hesitating when she suddenly caught sight of the embroidered shoe on the ground. She smirked mischievously, picked up one shoe, and said to Bai Yingyu: "I will now unlock your acupoints. If you scream, I will have no choice but to stuff this shoe into your mouth. Have you thought this through?"

The two waited for nearly an hour until the people in the building fell into a deep sleep

Ah ... ... help! Ah ... ... Bai Yingyu is still thrashing in the water

I am Zhan Zhao from the Kaifeng Prefecture, and I apologize for the intrusion. I hope Young Master Nangong can forgive me

Miss Bai definitely nodded her head

Mo Yan saw that he did not respond, kicked a few small stones on the road to play with, and after a long while said: "Stop thinking about it. I have said long ago that most officials only think about how to exploit the people's resources, without caring about the lives and deaths of the common people. You have known this for a long time, so why must you suffer yourself?"

I know you have long been dissatisfied with this troublesome task. Ning Jin glared at him, wanting very much to get off the couch and kick him a few times to vent his frustration. However, thinking of how unseemly it would be to be barefoot, he instead sighed on the couch, saying, "I have long told the Emperor Brother that there is no need to protect him so much. The Emperor Brother just wouldn't listen, saying that it was merely because he had not seen much of the world, that he was momentarily confused, and that it was not a great mistake. ... Just the Weaving Bureau alone costs nearly five hundred thousand taels, not to mention all the other expenses. With this amount of silver, we could conquer ten Liao states."

Zhan Zhao ignored her

I do not dare to presume

Mo Yan gritted her teeth and forcefully pulled up the precariously swaying Bai Yingyu. Since she was a witness, they had to take her out no matter what.

Alright! Look ... ...

Zhan Zhao did not press further, saying: "In these years, the amount of silver embezzled by the Weaving Bureau exceeds one million each year. If there is no one directing your father from behind, how could such a small Weaving Bureau have such audacity?"

The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally, Ning Jin let out a long sigh, conceding defeat, and forced a smile as he said, "Alright, I know you, Zhan Zhao, would not make light of such matters."

Did you go to Hanshan Temple again last night? Mo Yan almost buried half of her face in the bowl, revealing only a pair of eyes looking at him

Only Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan remained in the dining hall, facing a table full of dishes.

Mo Yan naturally assumed that he should jump into the water immediately

To get back to the point. Yan Guizheng observed that Bai Yingyu had calmed down considerably, and thus spoke in a deep voice, "Miss, have you ever considered bringing the true culprit who killed your father to justice"

Bai Yingyu, though unable to speak, is after all a young lady who has grown up in a brocade chamber, and does not know how to conceal her feelings, immediately displaying a look of surprise on her face

Three people were engaged in a fierce battle when Mo Yan suddenly leaped out of the water, standing by the pool with droplets glistening on her body. She focused her gaze, her eyes filled with confusion: how could the people have changed, could it be that she was seeing things?

Nangong Ruo, with a heart full of sorrow, still smiled and said: "It is of no concern, I have always been like this with my illness. As for how much time I have left, I can only leave it to fate."

It is quite a coincidence that Wu Zichu was originally sent by Jin of Fengning to the inn to look for Zhan Zhao. Upon finding him absent, he surmised that Zhan must have gone to the Bai residence, and thus proceeded there. However, upon arriving at the Bai residence, he found it in chaos, with servants and maids fleeing in panic, shouting that robbers had invaded the house, committing murder and arson without restraint, and that they needed to hurry to report to the authorities. As a result, he could not find anyone to guide him, so he had no choice but to head towards the source of the firelight alone. By the time he arrived, he was unfortunately a step too late, just in time to see Zhan Zhao injured and falling into the water.

Unexpectedly, before reaching the top of the stone, Bai Yingyu's hand accidentally slipped away. With a cry of despair, she fell into the water.

Suddenly, the hissing sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the air was heard

Zhan Zhao certainly understands her meaning; the Soul Chaser is well-known in the assassin world. Now that the three of them have gathered, it is evident that they are determined to secure the lives of those inside the house.

"Hmph! Waiting for me here," Ning Jin sneered, "Zi Chu, take a look, last time I said he didn't talk much. It seems that this person who doesn't talk much, when he does speak, each sentence can be deadly."

Exhibit certain farewell

What should we do if we do not comply? If the authorities wish to make things difficult for you, there are countless pretexts and tricks they can employ. Are we really going to rebel against them?" Nangong Ruoxu said with a bitter smile, "That would truly be the people driven to revolt by the government, but unfortunately, how many would actually believe it?

The Soul Chaser reacted swiftly, immediately shooting arrows that struck several of his vital points and sealed off his escape route

Mo Yan was still standing there in a daze, and after a while, she realized that what Zhan Zhao said was equivalent to saying nothing. She glared in the direction where he had disappeared into the darkness with great annoyance, then shook her head, trying to rid her mind of the image of Zhan Zhao's smile.

The incense lit upstairs was somewhat too strong for Mo Yan's sensitive nose, making her feel a tickling sensation that made her want to sneeze.

A small pebble was kicked by her and shot straight towards the left shoulder of Zhan Zhao

He stopped and gazed at Bai Yingyu, who wore a look of uncertainty yet continued to ponder.

He was taken aback by her question and replied casually, "Well... that naturally requires careful consideration."

It was merely a slight shift of his body, and a pebble flew past his ear

Mo Yan followed the instructions and untied the bundle, taking out the account book, but was pressed down by Ning Wangshu

Bai Yingyu indeed did not scream, staring at Zhan Zhao, her face still marked with tears: "If you two have come to investigate the case, why visit at such a late hour, and... and humiliate me like this! You are undeserving of your reputation as chivalrous heroes, yet you behave like such petty scoundrels!"

Of course

Mo Yan checked Bai Yingyu's breath and found that she was still alive, estimating that she would not be in serious danger for the time being. He then placed her in the shadow of the bridge arch and jumped back into the water, swimming back the way he came

Zhan Zhao stood quietly, his gaze calm and serene, like still water.

It is presumed that you are aware, Miss, that your father met an untimely death. I, Zhan, have come to ascertain the true culprit. " He paused, " Did you burn the study, Miss, in order to allow your father to die in vain? "

The two were not surprised, as this was already within their expectations

Zhan Zhao did not dare. Zhan Zhao only hoped that His Highness could think more about the common people. Zhan Zhao lowered his eyes respectfully and said, "I believe the Emperor will surely empathize with Your Highness's difficulties"

Her eyes widened, and tears suddenly welled up.

Zhan Zhao turned his head, and for a moment, the two exchanged glances, without any unnecessary words

What happened?" Zhang Zhao said in a lowered voice

Zhan Zhao quickly opened the package, revealing two thin booklets inside. Upon flipping them open, a series of numbers stood out prominently: On the ninth day of the twelfth month in the first year of the Huangyou era, five hundred ninety-six bolts of tribute silk, totaling forty-seven thousand seven hundred sixty taels of silver

... ...

"How could you let him..." she said, tears streaming down her face, "the humiliation you have inflicted upon me is worse than death."

Mo Yan smiled broadly, and her gaze towards Bai Yingyu suddenly became much more affectionate: "This method is not something that an ordinary person could come up with; Miss Bai is indeed exceptionally intelligent."

The agility has slowed down significantly due to injury; under normal circumstances, avoiding these few arrows would not be difficult, but at this moment, it is as challenging as climbing to the heavens

Bai Yingyu found it quite strenuous to follow Mo Yan. After all, she was a young lady from a wealthy family. Not to mention fleeing for her life, even on ordinary days, when she went to the temple to pray, she would need to rest for half a day upon returning. Now, being forcibly dragged by Mo Yan, she felt as if her entire arm was about to be torn off.

Wu Zichu accompanied with a smile, his face bearing a tolerant expression that resembled how one might treat a spoiled child. He understood that Ning Jin had always had this temperament, needing someone to vent his frustrations on; once he had lost his temper, everything would be fine.

Zhan Zhao shook his head; he truly envied Mo Yan's good appetite

Mo Yan skillfully found the iron fence at the water outlet. The fence had been there for some years, covered in rust spots. She drew the silver sword from her waist and struck it lightly, causing the iron fence to fall with a sound. She then followed the flow of water down with Bai Yingyu.

The ledger was quite heavy, and with a loud "bang," the door was jolted.

I walked from the west," she said

I do not know," he said lightly, "but I think at least he will no longer hinder us

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Ning Jin hurriedly said, "What could I possibly want from her! I would be more than happy if she didn't come... I'm just puzzled, how can you tolerate such a scatterbrained girl?"

He had no choice but to lower it again

After waiting for about the time it takes to have a meal, Mo Yan finally returned after finishing her grooming, dressed in a maid's outfit, with her hair damp and cascading down her back

Do you also submit silver to the Weaving Bureau every year?" Mo Yan asked

Seeing that Zhang Zhao was not in a hurry, Mo Yan leisurely sipped her tea, as she did not mind waiting a little longer after having waited since last night

What angered Mo Yan was that she could be so foolish; how could Bao Zheng possibly be so naive as to sever the clues to the investigation with his own hands, only to then painstakingly devise ways to retrieve them again

Hold your breath

In the moment the door closed, three sharp arrows pierced through the door panel and lodged themselves in the tea table and chairs, their fletchings still gently quivering, indicating that the archer possessed profound internal strength

Mo Yan said irritably: "You try going into the water and see if you feel hungry."

That person, who is still uncertain about life and death, is uniquely associated with the Three Soul Chasers.

Zhan Zhao's expression remained unchanged: "Fake accounts may not be without merit; tonight, Zhan has learned a great deal from this fake account."

"I only need to lightly tap it, and it will be resolved in half an hour." Mo Yan couldn't even be bothered to respond.

Mo Yan bit her lip, knowing that this injury was beyond her ability to handle. The best course of action at the moment was to carry him to the medical clinic and have a doctor attend to him

Ning Wangshu casually tapped her on the head, pressing her down onto the table: "Just eat honestly, yet you still can't keep your mouth shut."

Boss, please serve another bowl of noodle soup

What should we do if she calls?

The koi raised in the Bai Mansion's pond are truly plump, the fish in this corrupt official's home are unlike those elsewhere... she couldn't help but exclaim

Before Mo Yan could react, Zhang Zhao had already leaped out and swiftly kicked the door.

"Don't move, don't move, I need to help you get the pine needles out of your hair." She pressed one hand on his shoulder to keep him still, while the other hand was sifting through his hair.

It seems to be several account books, but unfortunately, I cannot understand them, Bai Yingyu stated truthfully

The account book is on her, Bai Yingyu is right beside her, and there is evidence to save Senior Brother.

Nangong Ruoxu was drinking fish soup when he paused upon hearing the words, unsure of how to respond. Ning Wangshu also remained silent, merely focusing intently on the food in his bowl

This small lotus pond, with remnants of lotus leaves blocking the light above, has lotus stems crisscrossing in the middle, and layers of silt below, is much more difficult to navigate than Taihu Lake, despite the absence of strong winds and waves. Mo Yan initially began to feel around in the silt directly beneath the corresponding window position, and after a long time of searching, he still did not find anything

Why, I call him brother-in-law, don't you like it? Mo Yan saw that both of them had a slightly flushed face, feeling very happy in his heart. He hid behind the table, patted his shoulder and laughed, saying, "Or... don't you like it?"

Mo Yan nodded in agreement, but upon meeting the restraining gaze of Zhang Zhao, she had no choice but to close her mouth

What kind of illness does the young master have? Seeing that Nangong Ruoxu's appearance is haggard and sickly, and hearing him say this, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but be moved and said, "Master Gong Sun, an expert in medicine in Kaifeng Prefecture, if the young master is willing, I can introduce him to you."

The opportunity was fleeting, and Mo Yan did not dare to delay for a moment. She immediately leaped out of the west window with Bai Yingyu and rushed forward.

What exactly is it

Upon entering the Bai residence, Zhan Zhao changed to a cold and indifferent expression. Bai Yingyu remained silent, and he continued to sit there with a blank face, making it impossible for others to discern his emotions.

It was indeed a time for a good sleep, and Ning Jin irritably scratched his head, glancing sideways at Zhan Zhao: "You really know how to pick your moments. What on earth is so urgent that you have to wake me up in the middle of the night?"

Wu Zichu's martial arts were not on par with Zhang Zhao's. Although he was not injured, fighting against two opponents alone left him with only the strength to defend. Countless ideas raced through his mind on how to save Zhang Zhao, but he was pressed by the two opponents and found himself unable to free his hands at all

I cannot swim

Bai Yingyu lightly bites her lip and whispers, "That day when you said you were coming to look for something, I was afraid of being discovered by you, so..."

At a glance, the striking bright red on the blue shirt instantly pierced the eyes.

The corruption in Jiangnan is deeply entangled, which was something Lord Bao had anticipated in advance. Zhan Zhao is well aware that the greatest obstacle at present is not the account books, but rather Ning Jin, who has come at the behest of the Emperor.

The arrows danced through the air, their light flashing like lightning. The room was in complete disarray, with even the candle flames having fallen to the ground. The tongues of fire licked at the curtains, spreading upwards, while the flames cast distorted and mournful shadows of everyone present.

Bai Yingyu saw her appearance and said, "Why don't I have the kitchen send some more over?"

Perhaps so. Bai Yingyu frowned and said, "My father once entrusted me with a package, instructing me to keep it safe."

After struggling to move more than two zhang, Mo Yan swayed her body and fell to the ground along with Zhan Zhao.

It is beyond doubt that the Emperor wishes to conceal this matter for the sake of his own reputation. However, if this leads to the inability to thoroughly investigate the corruption cases in Jiangnan for the Emperor's personal interests, not to mention the complete waste of Lord Bao's previous efforts, how can one justify this to the people of the world

Perhaps it was due to her recent bath, but as Zhang Zhao carefully observed her complexion, he noticed it had returned to a healthy flush, which put his mind at ease. Earlier, seeing her pale appearance had filled him with deep remorse; if only he had known how to swim, she would not have had to endure such hardship.

Ning Jin was at a loss for what to do, unsure of what to say. With a belly full of anger that had no outlet, he casually picked up the account book on the table, flipped through it, and simply threw it out the door.

These two books should be genuine

That person

Not to mention other matters, just considering the silk, it is stated that one should collect one jin, one liang, and two qian, with an annual collection of five hundred thousand liang. However, to my knowledge, last year's silk prices were quite low, with even the finest mulberry silk only fetching about eight qian in the market, and the price at which the government collects silk would be even lower. Furthermore, several major silk merchants in Suzhou have some connections with my family. My younger brother, in his dealings with them, has heard that the silk collected by the weaving bureau is approximately around one hundred and fifty thousand liang. He smiled slightly, "Just this item alone is enough to know."

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, his smile tinged with a hint of bitterness. Reflecting on himself, was he not just like her, wholeheartedly wishing to protect a piece of clear sky, yet finding it so difficult and seemingly out of reach

"Does it hurt a lot?" he asked again

Let's discuss it after you arrive, there is no need to rush at this moment

By the way, Ning Jin called out to him, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown on his face, "Why didn't that girl come with you tonight? Could it be that she went to the water again to watch the moon?"

Hearing the scream, Zhang Zhao looked over anxiously and saw Mo Yan also leap into the water, which eased his mind slightly. Suddenly, a thought struck him; since the pond was fed by the flowing water from Taihu Lake, there must be a waterway connecting them. If Mo Yan could escape with Bai Yingyu through the waterway, it would be ideal. However, Miss Bai likely did not know how to swim, making it a difficult task.

Mo Yan calculated by tapping his fingers and sneered, "It turns out that Mr. Fan from the Weaving Bureau is truly a 'man of integrity', no wonder the world is so peaceful."

Although he understood that this action was inappropriate, especially in front of the Bai residence, knowing that Mo Yan had a heart as clear as a bright moon, he ultimately could not bear to reject her goodwill

Mo Yan swam to her side, covered her mouth and nose, and took her into the water. Zhang Zhao was already injured, and if he were to be distracted to protect them again, there would be a risk to his life. Since they were already in the water, regardless of whether Bai Yingyu was a good swimmer or not, Mo Yan decided to escape from the bottom of the water.

Furthermore, the two envoys saw their brother under attack, their hands did not stop, and their arrows were fired in rapid succession, chasing after the enemy like shooting stars...

Wait until you reach the exit, do not look around, they have already arrived at the river inside the city of Suzhou, at this time, it is quiet and deserted, with no one around, and there is a small bridge ahead.

Zhan Zhao requested an audience with the Prince Ning.

Mo Yan reasoned naturally: "But people are always going to die! Even if one cannot live for long, each additional day is a day to be joyful. Look..." She tapped the chestnut chicken on the table with her chopsticks, gently guiding the conversation, "It's just like this chicken; just because it will eventually spoil, would you not eat it? Naturally, it is best to seize the moment and enjoy it while it is hot."

I'll lead them away, you take Miss Bai and go! Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice, while handing the account book from his bosom to Mo Yan.

The three soul chasers have gathered, forming a strong and united front, watching out for and assisting each other, making it almost impossible for anyone to break through. Zhang Zhao was not originally a ruthless person, but with the formidable enemy at hand, if they don't quickly eliminate one of them, not to mention Mo Yan and the others won't be able to escape, they might all end up dead here.

There are two maidservants downstairs, and one more accompanying Bai Yingyu upstairs. Mo Yan had just noticed the flickering candlelight and shadows; the two maidservants were resting in a side room downstairs, while one maidservant was attending to Bai Yingyu as she slept in the small building above.

The underground waterway was pitch black, and nothing could be heard except the sound of flowing water. Occasionally, something slippery would brush past her, but she didn't know if it was a water rat or a water snake. She was completely preoccupied. Bai Yingyu beside her was both shocked and afraid, and had already fainted, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Farewell

The renowned Southern Hero is famous throughout the world; it is indeed a great fortune to meet today. Nangong Ruoxu returned the greeting and said with a faint smile

Ning Wangshu felt that it was inappropriate for her to remain silent, and quickly said: "My junior sister is young and speaks without thinking; please do not take her words seriously, Second Young Master"

This injury is more severe than he had anticipated

Ning Jin casually waved his hand, tilted his head and pondered for a long while, then sighed, "Enough, enough... This king has a clear understanding in his heart, you may leave. This account book will remain here; it is not genuine anyway, so it is of no use to you. Let this king examine it closely."

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, knowing that Bai Yingyu lived in seclusion in the embroidery pavilion and had only a superficial understanding of matters in the officialdom. He explained: "Your father is a third-rank official. Even if Lord Bao wanted to bring your father to justice, he would still need to conduct a formal trial; how could he secretly kill him? In other words, if your father is guilty of corruption with solid evidence, according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, he could be sentenced to death. If Lord Bao wanted your father's life, why would he go through all this trouble?"

Mo Yan was not disappointed; instead, she contentedly continued to eat her second bowl of noodles

"Why is she crying?" Mo Yan was puzzled, "Since they both like each other, isn't it good to get married?" In her view, this matter was as simple and clear as drinking water when thirsty or eating when hungry

He still ordered a bowl, considering it as company

"It was just..." Bai Yingyu observed the expressions of the two, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It was just thrown away by me."

Is it not a problem? Clearly aware that it is merely a superficial injury, Zhang Zhao still inquired.

Zhan understood and hoped that the young lady would think it over carefully. Zhan Zhao spoke calmly, saying, "I will come again tomorrow afternoon."

Upon hearing these words, both Zhang Zhao and Mo Yan were filled with anger

"Can't find it?" Zhang Zhao frowned, "This pond draws its water from Taihu Lake; it may have been shifted by the water. You should take a look around again."

Mo Yan said irritably: "She didn't sleep at all... She looks like a delicate young lady, and it's one thing for her nails to be long, but how can her grip be so strong?" She lowered her hand, revealing several distinct blood marks on the half of her face that had been covered, with fingerprints faintly visible, clearly indicating that she had been hit quite hard

Due to the exertion, blood was continuously gushing from the injury on the left leg, almost soaking half of the leg

Recently, at the same roadside noodle stall, Mo Yan and Zhan Zhao sat facing each other. The former had noticeably dark circles under her eyes and was eating the noodles voraciously, seemingly intending to make up for the sleep she had missed with a hearty meal.

The purpose of this visit has been achieved, and Zhang Zhao nodded slightly, made a brief gesture of respect, and was about to exit

Is this really the place?" She surfaced and asked Bai Yingyu at the window

Before the sword was even drawn, a piercing pain shot through his left leg, and he knew without looking down that he had been struck by an arrow. This was a deliberate feint on his part, enduring the injury to incapacitate one of the three commanders.

Her eyes are as black as pitch, and as bright as the stars

Zhan Zhao floated and sank in the water, his consciousness gradually fading away. Apart from the sound of the water, all other sounds seemed to be a thousand miles away. In a daze, he watched the lotus stems swaying beside him, and the starry reflections on the water's surface were unexpectedly beautiful. ... So this is what it means for life to be like a dream, he thought blankly.

"Is everything alright?" Zhang Zhao hurriedly reached out to support her arm, asking with concern

Ning Jin exchanged a glance with Wu Zichu: "I have known for a long time that if it were true, how could you have brought it here."

Zhan Zhao gently shook his head, signaling her not to act recklessly

Bai Yingyu pressed her lips tightly together and did not respond

Bai Yingyu leaned over to look beside her and said softly, "It's still wrapped in oilcloth outside; can the fish manage to nibble on it?"

Blood, warm and mild, with a strong smell of blood.

Is it very unattractive

Mo Yan followed the example, first pressing the sleeping acupoint of that girl, then lifting the curtain to prepare to press the sleeping acupoint of Bai Yingyu

It was still the same waterway as before, but Zhang Zhao was a few pounds heavier than Bai Yingyu, and Mo Yan found it even more strenuous. Zhang Zhao was ultimately severely injured and had lost a lot of blood; although he tried hard to hold his breath, it wasn't long before he fainted.

Seeing that Nan Gongruo's complexion was much better than that day on the boat, Mo Yan did not offer any formalities and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law! If you are thinking of my senior sister, just go find her. Why starve yourself? If you get sick from hunger, won't my senior sister be heartbroken?"

Please help her put on her clothes

Wu Zichu continued to echo: "Your Highness speaks correctly"

Indeed quite foolish

Your Highness, please see clearly

She opened her hand to show him. In the palm of her hand lay five or six dark green pine needles. Shaking her head, she sighed and said, "Even someone as clean as you didn't notice. It seems like you're too tired. I thought you had secretly gone to sleep."

He had another layer of contemplation in his heart; the words Bai Baozhen spoke to Bai Yingyu before leaving were of utmost importance. If she could be brought to the court to testify, would it not be even better? However, this implication could only be clearly stated upon arriving in the capital; mentioning it at this moment would likely only make her more unsettled.

Miss, do you not trust Mr. Zhan?

They are waiting for the lights in the small building to go out

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly: "Lord Bao has been investigating since the beginning of the year. With all due respect, your actions are too ostentatious. Take the matter of Miss and the marriage alliance with the Sima family, the betrothal gift your lordship sent is a third-rank official, which is beyond reach even after ten years of abstinence."

Wu Zichu was overjoyed to see her and did not have time to inquire how she had appeared in the pool. He hurriedly exclaimed, "Zhan Zhao is in the water, quickly go save him"

Zhan Zhao quietly watched Nangong Ruoxu flipping through the account book, while Mo Yan slowly sipped her tea

"Zhan will return to Beijing immediately tomorrow, Miss, you might as well accompany me." Such an important witness, Zhan Zhao naturally must ensure her safety

The two looked at each other, and Mo Yan burst into laughter

He glanced at the nearly empty bowl of noodles in front of her, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his lips

Unable to eat

He always faced the window, with his back to them

Rest assured, Lord Zhang." Nangong Ruoxu also stood up and said

Um. Bai Yingyu felt a bit nervous under the gaze of the two of them, "I had originally tied a thin rope to it, intending to pull it up after you left. I didn't expect that after just one night, the rope was bitten off by the fish"

"Tomorrow afternoon, it shouldn't be so troublesome," Mo Yan clearly felt that the time he provided was too long, interjecting, "I can sit here and wait until Miss Bai understands."

In the blink of an eye, each of the two maidservants had been struck by an arrow in the back, falling headfirst to the ground, unable to utter a sound before their breath ceased.

Seeing them fall into the water, both Soul Chasers wanted to pursue them to the edge of the pool, but were firmly blocked by Zhan Zhao, unable to move. Although Zhan Zhao's leg was severely injured, his swordsmanship was sharp and showed no signs of slowing down, making it impossible for them to gain the upper hand against him for the time being. The Soul Chasers hurriedly shot a few arrows into the pool, but Zhan Zhao managed to throw them off target, not injuring anyone at the bottom of the pool.

Zhan Zhao nodded

Three people faced each other, and in the exchange of glances, all remained silent.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

That's good.

Wu Zichu stood by with a smile, he couldn't possibly throw the just picked up account book back.

Bai Yingyu was stunned for a moment and then said, "What evidence do you have to accuse my father of embezzlement?"

Quickly take her away!

On the other side, Mo was pulling Bai Yingyu while running wildly.

To the west, the Soul Chaser caught a glimpse and immediately changed direction. He drew his bow and arrow, but unexpectedly a Soul Chasing Arrow came straight towards him, forcing him to use his bow horizontally to block it.

Ning Jin stared at him and asked with a sidelong glance, "Are you not uncomfortable keeping this sentence to yourself until now?"

This time Mo Yan can't bear it anymore. He jumps up and points at her, saying, "You, you..." Before he finishes speaking, Zhan Zhao next to him presses him back onto the chair.

After giving the order, two maids appeared at the door, each carrying a tray. The freshly cooked and steaming hot lotus seed cake was still emitting a fragrant aroma...

Wu Zichu cautiously tiptoed over, picked up the account book, glanced at Ning Jin's expression, and dared not put it back on the table, so he had to hold it in his hand.

Zhan Zhao smiled

In the side room, Ning Jin lazily leaned against the couch, wearing an outer robe, and sleepily looked at Zhan Zhao, who had clear and bright eyes in front of him. Helplessly, he thought: a cat is just a cat, it doesn't need to sleep at night.

Zhan Zhao did not know that she had actually foolishly swum back. When he saw that Mo Yan and the others had not surfaced, he guessed that they had already escaped from the bottom of the water, and he felt somewhat relieved.

Upon hearing that there was no limit to the greed, Bai Yingyu's eyes revealed a look of astonishment, and she remained silent.

Mo Yan lowered his head in frustration and said softly, "I knew it was my fault."

Adding the silver taels given by the merchants every year, plus the layers of exploitation, a weaving workshop would exploit nearly five million taels in a year." Zhan Zhao stared at him and continued slowly.

Zhan Zhao slightly bowed, then turned and left with Mo Yan.

Glancing casually, Ning Jin's eyes showed no surprise at all: "Is it fake?"

Zhan Zhao looked up, and there was a hazy halo around the edge of the moon. The moon was surrounded by a gentle breeze, and it seemed that it was going to be windy.

Mo Yanshang hesitated, while nine arrows were shot from three directions. Although she had already pulled Bai Yingyu down to the ground, one arrow still grazed past Bai Yingyu's arm, instantly staining her thin shirt with blood.

Exhibition Zhaomai, disturbing Your Highness's rest.

Thank you very much," said Mo Yan in a hurry.

Zhan Zhao interrupted her words with a stern voice, and swung his sword to block the arrows coming through the window for them: "She is a crucial witness against Zhang Yaozuo, she must not die!"

A loud, crisp sound, particularly clear in the quiet night. Zhǎo's heart skipped a beat, hurried upstairs, and saw Mò Yán angrily covering his face, glaring at the person on the bed.

Watching Zhan Zhao carefully wrap the account book and place it in his bosom, Bai Yingyu felt anxious in her heart: "Is Master Zhan going to hand this item over to Lord Bao of Kaifeng Prefecture?"

This arrow was precisely the one that Zhan Zhao caught amidst the chaos of battle and then threw out again, while the giant sword turned and struck the right shoulder of the Soul Chaser, penetrating three inches and rendering that person's right hand, which was used for archery, useless

The little child has quite good skills; in another two years, he will be a remarkable talent in the martial arts world. Mo Yan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder with a mature demeanor.

Mo Yan urgently asked, at the moment she spoke, several arrows simultaneously shot in from both windows, and she hurriedly pulled Bai Yingyu down to take cover.

"Get married!" She looked at him strangely, "Since you feel that your time is limited, why not hurry up and get married! In my opinion, all the tedious customs of matchmaking and proposal should be completely disregarded; it is best to get married immediately and consummate the marriage right away!"

Zhan Zhao's brows furrowed even tighter: "It seems that over the course of this year, the Weaving Bureau has extorted as much as over one million taels in the Suzhou area."

Then, she turned to look at Zhan Zhao and said cheerfully, "As long as you dive down and bring it up, that's all that matters"

Your Highness ... ... Wu Zichu naturally could not make the decision for him and could only continue to smile apologetically

After finishing half a bowl of noodles, I finally felt my body warm up. Mo Yan then said: "It seems that Miss Bai is scared silly by you. She hasn't left the small building all day. Besides sitting in front of the embroidery frame in a daze, she has just been leaning on the corridor feeding the fish... Boss, another bowl of wonton noodles, please! — Are you really not going to eat?"

... ... Oh.

Bai Yingyu lightly bites her cherry lips, hesitatingly says: "Just now, Zhan Daren said that Bao Daren had started to suspect my father before his death last year, so it's possible that Bao Daren was responsible for my father's death."

In the stillness of the night, Zhan Zhao quietly stood in the shadows of the large rocks of the Bai residence's artificial mountain, while Mo Yan leaned half against the stone, listlessly gazing at the moon above.

Two tears were sliding down Ning Wangshu's cheeks, which she hastily wiped away. She didn't even know what was wrong with her. She simply stood up and left.

Ning Wangshu teased his junior sister a few times about her eating, and couldn't help but exclaim: "How come you eat even more than when you are at home?"

If this continues, he will eventually perish under the arrows due to exhaustion

Zhan Zhao gestured to Mo Yan, who had no choice but to follow him downstairs

"I have also considered proposing, but I am afraid of burdening her..." After a long pause, Nangong Ruoxu finally spoke softly.

Do not return tonight; just keep an eye on the Bai residence. He continued, We must be on guard against Miss Bai. In case she has not thought things through, wants to move her belongings, or intends to run away from home, we will be able to know.

Listening to his words, Bai Yingyu lowered her head in contemplation: Zhan Zhao's analysis was both reasonable and logical, leaving her no choice but to believe it. However, she still remembered the admonition given to her by Bai Baozhen before he left

With a loud splash, water splattered everywhere, and a rush of cool air filled his lungs. He clearly saw the person who had grabbed him—Mo Yan!

Zhan Zhao remained silent, lost in deep thought: just now, in the Nangong family, he heard Nangong Ruoxu casually reveal the tricks hidden in the account books, stating that the Weaving Bureau extorts at least five million taels every year. Such a staggering amount is truly outrageous... and this is merely a small Weaving Bureau.

As Zhan Zhao was speaking, before she finished her words, she saw her tiptoeing, tilting her head, and reaching out her hand to touch his head. He instinctively wanted to dodge...

Mo Yan waved his hand, indicating that there was nothing wrong: "It's just a little painful, nothing else."

Okay. Mo Yan kindly gathered the hair that had fallen down for Bai Yingyu, but this action only earned her even more hateful glares.