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The candle flame burned calmly, not moving at all, as if it had stopped.

Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes and wrote down the information. The entire contents of the proposal by the bodyguard of the Mansion of the Trojan Horse were handed to Zhao Qingyan by Han Sanhe. These wild grasses were transformed into lines of neat and clean handwriting in Zhao Qingyan's hands.

Under the light of the candlelight, her pale face was as exquisite and cold as jade. When he was alone, he was cold and distant. However, this coldness had always been perfectly concealed in front of others.

"Young Master." The sound of knocking was very clear in the night. The girl's soft and clean voice echoed as she quietly waited outside the door.

Zhao Qingyan was startled. She raised her head, and the coldness on her face quickly melted. Her figure also became a bit gentler. "Come in."

Jin'er pushed open the door and walked in, placing the soup cup on the table, "Young Master still isn't going to rest?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "I can't sleep. I might as well organize the files and wait for Hao Yun to come back."

Jin'er's gaze fell on the candlestick, and she smiled helplessly, "Young Master, the entire table is covered with paper, aren't you afraid that the candles will be poured out?"

Zhao Qingyan followed her gaze and landed on the candle flame. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Such a beautiful flame, how unfortunate for it to be hidden."

Jin'er turned around and covered the study door with her hands. She moved a stool across the table and sat down. "Would you mind if I sat here for a while, young master?"

Seeing that she had already sat down and asked, Zhao Qingyan could not help but laugh. "Of course I don't mind, but... It's late in the night, aren't you tired? "

Jin'er continued, "It's one thing for young master to not be able to sleep so late, but if the wangfei finds out that young master doesn't have a single servant by his side, wouldn't we be scolded again?"

"It's already so late, they all rested." Zhao Qingyan casually answered as he moved the items away from his hands.

Jin'er added, "Master has always loved peace and quiet. It's getting more and more lonely these days."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and did not answer. She picked up the cup of soup and tasted it. Her eyes revealed a hint of surprise, "What kind of soup is this?"

"Prince Ginseng Chicken Soup." Jin'er saw that he seemed to like drinking, so she quietly let out a sigh, "I just learned it in the kitchen a few days ago. I said it to warm my body and calm my mind, young master should be able to drink it, right?"

Zhao Qingyan took another sip. After carefully tasting it, he nodded with a smile, "The taste is not bad."

Jin'er deliberately revealed a doubtful expression. "Is it really that good?" Can the soup that I make enter the young master's eyes? "

Zhao Qingyan passed the bowl of soup to her and said, "Here, have a taste."

Jin'er hesitated for a moment, but still took it. She took a small sip and blinked, looking at the young master: "It seems, not bad?"

Zhao Qingyan turned the pen in his hand upside down and used the pen to lightly tap her head. "Not bad. It's very delicious."

Jin'er couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, yes, it's very delicious." "I'm just afraid that Young Master's cooking skills are too good, and that I won't be able to get the soup I just learned."

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "Don't say that this soup is good to begin with. Even if it tastes so bad, it would still taste delicious if you stewed it and sent it over with snow at such a late hour."

Jin'er corrected him. "The snow stopped tonight."

Zhao Qingyan looked towards the window, but other than the night sky, he could not see anything. He smiled and said, "That is the hot soup that was delivered by Treading Snow."

Jin'er followed his gaze and looked outside the window, "Big brother Ran should be back soon, right?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at her and smiled, "It should be soon."

"Young Master, why haven't you rested yet?" Ran Hao gently pushed the door open, shook off the snow on his shoulder and walked into the study.

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "What do you think? Is it done? "

Ran Hao nodded his head: "Done, ten thousand taels."

"Ten thousand?" "But I really do dare to take it." Zhao Qingyan clicked her tongue and looked at him with a smile. "You really dare to give it to me."

Ran Hao said, "Young Master has instructed us, as long as they are willing to give us a way in, we can also give them money."

Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes. "It's good that it's done. They won't be able to get the money anyway."

Ran Hao saw that he had something on his mind and asked with concern, "Young Master, what are you thinking about?"

"Hmm?" Zhao Qingyan raised her head in surprise, then quickly averted her gaze. "It's nothing. I'm just a little tired."

Ran Hao glanced at Jin'er, who stood up and said, "Then I'll go to my room and prepare some things for Young Master."

Zhao Qingyan nodded slightly, "Leave the soup here. I'll have Hao bring the empty cup back to the kitchen after I finish drinking it."

Jin'er responded and left.

"What is it?" "Go ahead." Zhao Qingyan slowly moved. She picked up the pen and paper on the table and spoke in a faint voice.

Ran Hao said: "Today, I saw that jailer in the Wind Cloud Pavilion directly. Young master, do you think …"

Zhao Qingyan washed the ink clean with water and dipped it in the paper before putting the brush back into its holder. "Is he the only one?"

Ran Hao nodded his head: "Young master has specially arranged for Feng Yunxuan to let him stay in the pavilion all by himself. I have already asked Xuan Master, she said that every time that jailer came, he would always be by himself. Other than him, no one else should know about the exchange between Feng Yunxuan and him. "

Zhao Qingyan laughed softly, "That's right. After all, if others were to hear about this kind of deal, they would lose their heads. A small prison guard shouldn't have the courage to speak carelessly. "

Ran Hao passed a piece of paper to Feng Yunxuan and said, "This is the record of his transaction with Feng Yunxuan, and some information about him."

Zhao Qingyan took it over and read it. With a slight smirk, he said, "Little unknown man, look carefully." Give the paper back to him.

Ran Hao took it, lowered his body and placed it in the charcoal brazier, then started burning: "This kind of people can't take the punishment."

"Then let's find a chance to kill him." Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes as he organized the papers in his hands.

Ran Hao pondered for a moment. "There are no convenient people in the Board of Justice. Do we need to do anything to the food we send?"

Zhao Qingyan pushed the neat stack of papers to the side and got up. He turned around and looked at her, "I want the results. Don't ask me what the process is."

Ran Hao lowered his head and said: "Yes, I will do it well."

Zhao Qingyan looked at him for a moment before shifting his gaze away. "Although you didn't ask him about this matter, you were still distracted by it in the end."

"I …"

After just saying one word, Zhao Qingyan grabbed his arm, stopping him from kneeling down. "I just said a few days ago, don't kneel down and beg for forgiveness."

Ran Hao was startled, "But I …"

Zhao Qingyan let go of her hand. "You don't have so many sins to ask of me."

Ran Hao's expression changed slightly. After a long silence, he softly replied: "Yes, I will remember it."

"Your master will confuse your mind, and you will confuse my mind." Zhao Qingyan took the cloak from one side and draped it over his shoulders before heading out. "Stay behind and clean up the study room."

Ran Hao was stunned once again. When he came back to his senses, the door that was opened temporarily had closed tight again. The candle flame in the study room flickered a few times, then the silence returned.

— —

"The horse is heading this way!" Behind him, the intermittent sounds of shouting mixed with the whistling of the wind were constantly approaching.

Jiang Wuyan looked at the snow on the ground, then looked around at the surrounding mountains, saying in a deep voice, "This is not the way out."

"I know." Gongzi tightened his grip on the reins, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you dare to jump your horses?"

Jiang Wuyan didn't answer and instead looked at Yu Ren. Everyone exchanged glances and one of them said, "No problem. How do we jump?"

"In a moment, both of you will slow down and ride together. When I say 'jump', all of you will jump as far as you can from both sides, and then quickly roll inside. There's a ravine about half the height of a man on either side of you, so you can bury yourself in the snow without anyone noticing. I will carry on with my horse, and come back to you when I have lost my men. "

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Will these horses follow you?"

"The horses I brought were specially trained by the young master, they can understand my commands," said Gongzi.

Jiang Wuyan frowned slightly, "What about the rest of the horses?"

"Release them and use your method to make them follow me out of this place." Gong Qing's answer was quick and decisive, but after that, he teased Jiang Wuyan in a leisurely manner, "The main reason is because I can't bear to leave my own horse here. I can take extra care of it for you."

Jiang Wuyan smiled coldly, "No need, you should take care of yourself first – do you need me to go with you?"

"If you are caught, will you be able to escape?"

Jiang Wuyan said lightly: "I changed into white clothes left and right, which is easier to hide than your grey clothes." If we are caught up, you should be the first to die. "

Gong Du curled his lips, "You'd better pray that I come back to you all alive. If we are caught up, it will save one more person from dying. "

Jiang Wuyan said, "Then I wish you a safe return." He took off the quiver from the horse's back and hugged it, waving at the people behind him. Everyone understood and moved to the sides, slowing down their speed by a bit.

"Jump!" A huge cedar tree on top of the cliff entered their line of sight. With a shout from Gongzi, everyone immediately jumped off their horses and rolled into the pile of snow.

Gongzi listened intently to the sounds behind him, making sure that everyone had dismounted. He placed his finger in his mouth and whistled. At the sound of the order, the dispersed horse quickly approached Gongzi from behind. Gongtian didn't say anything else. He tightened his grip on the reins, and accelerated his already exhausted mount, dashing towards the depths of the mountain.

"Over there! "Quickly chase!" The pursuers behind him only had a few black dots left. If they closed the distance by a few dozen steps, they would be discovered immediately.

Gongxu took out a few Dysprosium arrows from his sleeve, squinting his eyes as he tried to distinguish the direction in the snow.

"Fire!"

"Swish!"

The troops behind him had just issued an order when they heard the sound of an arrow.

After a short pause, he heard three more rushing wind sounds. The horses in front of him split into four groups and started to run in four different directions.

"Dysprosium Arrow!"

"Chase first!"

"Arrows!" Shoot! "

"Chase separately!"

A smile appeared on the lips of the lone rider, and he took out a few throwing knives from his pocket and threw them at Ye Xiwen, then spurred his horse to a gallop.

The twenty-one horses that the green-clothed young master asked him to bring out, and each of them was a precious and rare Ferghana Horse. Since the foals were only a few months old until they were three or four years old, the Valley of the Underworld had spent a lot of resources. A Dysprosium Arrow commanded five horses, and Gonggong's orders were to follow the direction of the arrow, freely fleeing. As for the remaining horses, Gongxu didn't care about their lives. As long as he brought them out of the hiding place of Jiang Wuyan's group, they wouldn't have to care about their lives.

The horses that Gongzi had brought with him had rested for a long time and were led out at their best. The pursuers pursued them for nearly four hours. No matter how good a horse was, it was still more tiring than their own.

Even if they could, they wouldn't go to the extent of harming a horse without a master, let alone catching up to it.

Now that he had hidden himself, and the horse had been released, the rest …

Gong Ni licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, "Then let's start killing people."

"Sou — —" Unknowingly, the long whip that he had taken from his waist had been twisted backwards. Gong Sou took his foot out of the stirrup, lightly pressed his left hand on the horse's back, and flipped over.

The silver whip brought with it a fishy smell that could only be smelt in front of their eyes. It brushed past the three horses' necks and lashed at the snow on the side.

The grey-clothed youth landed gracefully on the ground. He raised his left hand and a bunch of silver needles flew into the air.

"You!" Just as the leader of the men shouted in anger, the horse beneath him suddenly twitched, spurted blood from its neck and fell straight to the ground.

"I what?" Gong Tianxiong crooked his head and laughed, he was in no hurry to make a move, "Those who kill will keep their lives, those who kill will not leave their names behind."

"You!" The person that fell from the horse quickly stood up. As soon as he shouted, two more horses fell behind him. The people on the horse also fell to the ground without a sound, not being able to get up.

The only sound was the dull thud of a heavy object hitting the snow. There were horses, there were people, there were people who fell down with them, and there were also people who died while hanging on horses.

The drunk man wrapped his arm around the whip. "I don't have the poison that can seal one's throat when it comes to blood," Gong Sou caressed the whip with his finger. It was only when the horses dispersed that I laid the poison mist there. The poison of needles and whips cannot kill people, nor can it kill horses. "

Within a short period of time, only one person remained out of the eight who had arrived. The remaining guard quickly regained his composure as he slowly moved his finger to his waist and grasped the hilt of his saber. "The Light Wind Palace has always been famous for their Gentleman Qing Feng. When did they have the ability to indiscriminately poison others?"

Gongzi chuckled: "If we were to be caught by you, wouldn't we have no chance of survival? Either you die, or I die. In this situation, if I do not take the opportunity to kill all of you, I will be considered a fool and not a gentleman. "

The guard frowned, "Killing and robbing a prisoner, without regard for the laws of the country, you should act accordingly."

Gong Tianxiong played with the whip in his hand: "National law? The law of the land is your law, not mine. We only know that they would rather die together than live in secret. "

"..." "You!"

Gong Tianxiong shrugged, "Vicious rule, wanton killing, why would a country fall? Because they had been disgraced. Peace in the golden age, the common aspiration of the world. It was a world in which people were wiped out and the world was massacred. With a flip of his hand, the world became peaceful without any difficulties. "If you cover your hands, there will definitely be people who will not want to let the common people suffer. They will rise up to punish the tyrant."

The guard's expression changed, "Do you know what you're saying? Such rebellious words! "You, you …"

"No matter who your master is, go back and give your master a call. The world was not the world of one or two people. Water can carry boats, but it can also overturn boats. If he asks for peace in this world to last forever, we are willing to see the Song Dynasty for a hundred years without declining, and our children and grandchildren will no longer have to suffer the pain of bereavement and hatred. If he wants war to break out again, we will not allow it to happen. We will not allow it to happen again. We will not forget our hatred once one of us is alive. If he is unable to kill our entire clan, then don't think that his mountains and rivers will be eternal! "

As he finished speaking, his tone had changed from calm to passionate, each word sonorous and sonorous.

The guard's face was full of shock, he didn't understand what Ye Zichen meant at all.

"Oh, that's right. Remember to add this sentence." Gong Tianxiong suddenly thought of something, and the corner of his mouth rose, "The Zhao Family has descendants, and we have unending descendants. However, we are the prey. "

"You …"

Gong Du curled his lips, his face was filled with impatience. "Stop with your nonsense. Either hurry up and get lost, or die." He emphasized the last word, then bellowed: "Scram!"

The guard instinctively took a few steps back. When he saw the murderous look on the guard's face, he hurriedly led his horse and rode away.