On this day,

It rained heavily.

There was a storm outside the door.

Inside the door, a lantern floated in the night rain, and a little finger-length flame was lit on the counter. It was dim and dim, swaying in the night wind that slipped in.

There was a man leaning against the lamp, his hair was pulled up in a plain robe, and a slender ebony hairpin was precariously pinned to his careless bun. It was inserted diagonally in the black hair, and there was a faint light.

This man has a tall and tall figure, but I don't know if he is wearing thin clothes. At this moment, he looks a little thin. His sleeves are rolled up, and a pair of fair arms are exposed. They are surprisingly white, as white as ice, with a kind of

There is a strange sense of transparency. Under the light, it seems that the tiny veins in the skin and flesh can be seen clearly, like blood vessels and tendons.

This doesn't look like a man in the desert.

He had his head lowered, with a suona on his waist, as if he was busy with something. His long and full fingers were gently flipping through a stack of reward orders issued by the court. If it weren't for the calluses on the knuckles of his palms, he might not have been able to pick up these jade hands.

If he comes out, countless women in the world will be overshadowed.

With a slight movement of his palm, a string of silver bells on his wrist jingled, adding a bit of life to this deserted place.

The rain outside is not heavy, you can even hear the rain falling under the eaves, but the strong one is the wind.

As if the light was a little dim, the man picked the wick in the lamp. The flame, which was only as long as his little finger, immediately grew an inch thicker, making the room brighter again.

He suddenly raised his head.

As soon as he raised his head, the light that had just turned on seemed to be dim again, dim and dull.

A face with clear outlines and fair complexion also lifted up.

For a moment, the room really seemed dark, as if all the light had been sucked out.

This is a young man, a young man with a cold feeling all over his body. Even though he is in this windy and sandy desert, when he sees his face, in an instant, all the dust and dust seem to have disappeared, and it is clean.

, bright eyes and white teeth, so clean that they seem not to be touched by any mundane world.

His eyes were very hazy, as if they were covered with a layer of mist. The ends of his eyes were somewhat long and narrow and curved upturned. The head of his eyes tilted down. There were a few strands of hair scattered in front of his smooth and white forehead, half-covered and half-covered by two slender hairs.

And the tough black eyebrows, and the red mole under the corner of the eye.

He has a pair of thin lips, as thin as two swords. This is where the coldness comes from. When he purses his lips, he can bring out murderous intent.

Fortunately, he could laugh, and he smiled so freely that there was a sense of carefree life between his brows, and even his enchanting eyes became clearer.

Isn't that how life should be? It's up to you to decide how you live, how you live, how you die, and enjoy yourself to the fullest. Wouldn't it be fun?

He is very beautiful. The word "beautiful" may not be very suitable to describe a man, but that is the fact. In the past ten years, his life has been breathtaking. Now this face is getting more and more beautiful, almost beautiful.

Demons and evil spirits are difficult to express with pen and ink, and they are transformed into humans and gods.

He is Su Qing, Su Qing three years later.

And the reason why he raised his head was because he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside.

With his eyelids trembling, Su Qing put down the reward order, stood up slowly, and collected the remaining wine and ungnawed bones left by the guests.

Half finished.

There was a beating outside the store.

"Bang bang bang~"

Since Cao Shaoqing disappeared inexplicably, the prosperity of Dongchang has been temporarily suspended. Many new faces have come to this desert, walking and coming, coming and going. He can't even remember how many corpses he collected behind the inn.

Life is like a drama. I never thought that one day, he would be involved in collecting corpses.

"Open the door for you!"

The people outside were impatient with waiting and simply started shouting.

Su Qing pulled the door latch, and the wooden door was pushed open with a crash. A panicked young man stumbled in. It seemed that he was going to hit Su Qing if he didn't open the door.

The man was wearing a plain white gown, sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, carrying a bag on his back, a cloth cap and a scarf on his head, and a camel behind him. He looked like a failed scholar, flustered and a little dazed.

"I said Feng Li Dao, you only have so much ability, you dare to wander in this desert at night, and you are not afraid of feeding the wolf cubs!" Su Qing wiped his hands and joked with interest.

Probably not long after the Longmen Inn reopened, almost half a year later, this kid came to the desert alone. He was about to die of thirst on the roadside. Su Qing picked him up and revived him. He just said he was here to find him.

His father asked him if he had seen a middle-aged man with a short beard and dark complexion who had news about the transaction. He looked like a teacher.

Su Qing said she had never seen it.

As a result, this kid just hung out in the desert and didn't stay in the inn. While reselling information to make a living, he was looking for his father. Time passed quickly, and he became familiar with Su Qing.

Fengli Dao led the camel to the backyard, folded his hands, huddled up, took out a handful of peanuts from nowhere in his hand, leaned against the wall and ate them slowly, and then sarcastically said: "Me? You should take care of yourself."

Go ahead yourself, for a man so handsome, be careful not to be noticed!"

Although his martial arts skills are not very good, he doesn't suffer from his reputation.

"I've advised you so many times to find a few guys. It's not good to be alone in this industry. Everyone wants to take a bite. You don't have to worry about it.

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Su Qing sat back behind the counter again and thought about it. It was indeed the case. He was not afraid of things, but he found it annoying to have too many things. Moreover, as the days went by, the inn became very leisurely. "Well, you know, some people

I can’t believe it, it’s troublesome to believe the wrong person!”

Fengli Dao suddenly came over, spittle flying everywhere.

"You told me earlier, I only know a few of them who are quite reliable. I'll take care of this for you!"

Su Qing raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"Did someone commit another crime and want to come to this desert to escape? How many taels of silver did you receive?"

Fengli Dao chuckled, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about if his thoughts were exposed. In his line of work, the first and most important thing is to be shameless.

"Five people, each with three hundred taels, were killed because they were forced to die by the local squire!"

"You do know how to do business. How about the thing I asked you to inquire about?"

Su Qing took off the sword in the corner, took out a white handkerchief, and slowly wiped it.

"There is no news. I have asked all my friends on the road within a radius of dozens of miles, and no one knows what Jin Xiangyu is. Could it be that they are already dead?" Fengli Dao suddenly stopped saying,

Then he quickly changed the topic. "Maybe he changed his name."

"Is there anything new happening in the world recently?"

Su Qing was unmoved, sitting in front of the firelight, wiping the gallbladder complicatedly over and over again, making it look like a gleaming jade color.

Fengli Dao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, I heard that there have been a few masters in the world recently who specialize in secretly assassinating the admiral of the East Factory. They are very powerful. His name is Zhao Huaian. They also established a West Factory. I didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty would be destroyed by a group of eunuchs.

The control is really ridiculous!"

"Zhao Huaian?" Seeing how attentive he was, Su Qing smiled and said, "Okay, besides those five people, do you have anything else to ask me for?"

"Hey, I can't hide anything from you. Those five people are on the wanted list, and everyone on the road wants to collect the reward. I want to ask you to help protect them. At the most, I will give you 20% of the silver. I will leave tomorrow. I will help

Look at the store."

Fengli Dao got closer, as if he wanted to see if the face in front of him was real.

Su Qing raised her eyebrows, half smiling.

"Forget it, keep the 20% of the silver for yourself. As for those five people, you are the guarantor. If they can't do it, I will cut off your slippery tongue first and then kill them!"

He looked at the sword and said softly:

"Besides, if there is really no news, forget it!"

Feng Li Dao agreed.

"I said, why do you stay here alone and don't want to go anywhere? You are waiting for someone!"

Su Qing's eyes were dazed, she wiped her sword and said calmly: "I won't wait for anyone, I won't wait for anyone!"

Fengli Dao curled his lips.

"Then it's settled. Let's go out for a walk tomorrow. I'm afraid something will happen to you just sitting here alone, without anyone to talk to!"

Su Qing put away her sword.

"Okay, let's have a rest and we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

…

Since Cao Shaoqing's bones were buried in the desert, the rise of Dongchang has slowed down, but it has not stopped. Now, two major forces, Dongchang and Xichang, have been established. Dongchang, whose real name is Dongjishichang, has personnel stationed in all major yamen of the imperial court.

, and is also responsible for the powers and responsibilities of detectives and investigations. Among them, Cao Shaoqing, for example, has the power of life and death for hundreds of officials.

The West Factory is the West Police Factory, and it is also a secret agent in the imperial court. It spreads a wide range of detective nets all over the country, weaves up crimes, and is often imprisoned. All officials inside and outside the capital are frightened after hearing the news. When it comes to the reputation of the Dongchang, they are like tigers and wolves.

On the other hand, Yu Huatian, the governor of Xichang's palm seal, was a confidant of Concubine Wan Gui. In less than half a year, he had reached a high position of power and received all kinds of favors.
Chapter completed!