Chapter 77 Going to Shu

I rushed to the second level in one go and was in a great mood. Sleeping? Go to sleep, can you sleep at this age? Are you a little ambitious?

Unroll the paper, grind the pen, write a note overnight and hand it in. When we travel around the world, our main focus is to be able to do both literature and martial arts.

At the end of the next day, Zhao walked into the check-in room with the human skin mask and put it respectfully in front of Lu Wenyu.

Lu Wenyu first picked up the human skin mask and played with it with interest for a while before putting it down. He lamented that Zhao Ju was so skilled in his craftsmanship that it was no wonder he was able to escape several times. Then he picked up the booklet and read it briefly. His expression changed drastically, and he read it carefully again. Then he reluctantly put the booklet down and tapped the table with his fingers.

"Okay, as expected of a killer."

"I thought this was written in the book. You were watching when the young Marquis was killed. What was written is the same as the truth!"

But Zhao was feeling embarrassed if he wasn't watching from the side. Not only was I watching from the side, I even killed the young Marquis wearing a human skin mask. The murder weapon was still in space. How could it be unreal?

"Fifth Master praises me. Speaking from experience, the editing process is quite simple."

Zhao's expression remained unchanged, he drank tea and said calmly.

Lu Wenyu smiled and said, "There's no need to be modest. If you write well, you'll be good. I've been busy lately and worked hard. Take a good rest these days. You still have business, so you can't shirk it."

Zhao, who was drinking tea, had a meal on his hands, right? Have I really become a cow? Why do you come to me if you have anything? There is no one left in Jinyiwei?

Although I was thinking about how to refuse, I quickly replied, "I am willing to serve Fifth Master!"

Lu Wenyu didn't reveal Zhao Jiu's thoughts and just walked out with the book and the human skin mask. He smiled as if he was convinced, and he was like a vicious landlord who oppressed his subordinates.

It wasn't until Lu Wenyu walked away that Zhao Jiu put down his teacup, his face gloomy, business? It was nothing more than killing Wang Jiwei even though he knew it, what else could there be for official business! I thought I guessed wrong, but unexpectedly, I guessed right in a daze. Thinking of this, Zhao sighed helplessly. He couldn't help himself in the world, let alone under the eaves.

No longer thinking about it, he lay down on the table. Since you can't resist, just accept it. It's not like Lu Wenyu won't give you money. Eating and waiting to die is more important than these worries, as long as you can survive, it's a day!

Halfway through the application time, Zhao couldn't wait to pack up his things and leave first as a sign of respect. Carrying the food box and walking to the yard, I was speechless all the way. After thinking about it, I should relax more. I am so busy with trivial matters every day that I don't even have the intention to enjoy music. It is really a sin!

At half past Xu, Zhao went to Nuanxiang Pavilion with his hands behind his back, humming a ditty. After working hard for several days, he had to use music and dance to cure his inner boredom.

In front of the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion, a familiar little fat man was pacing, looking bitter and full of hatred. Who else could he be if he wasn't Li Yizhen?

"Brother, why don't you go in?"

Li Yizhen was stunned when she heard Zhao Jiu's voice. Then she turned her head in surprise and said eagerly, "Brother, I miss you so much. Oh, without me, I can't sleep well or eat enough. It's really It’s... lovesickness!”

Zhao couldn't help but distance himself. What's wrong with this fat boy? Why did he say so disgusting things? What does it mean to be lovesick? How should I answer this?

"Brother, just tell me what you have to say, why are you so polite?"

Maybe because she felt that she was too abrupt, Li Yizhen smiled awkwardly, "Brother, this...this poem, brother, I have racked my brains and come to Nuanxiang Pavilion every day, but I just can't do it. I guess it must be Without my brother to accompany me, I have no inspiration..."

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and thought it was a big deal. It turned out to be this kind of thing. It was not a trivial matter to Zhao, so he smiled and said, "Brother, don't blame me. I have been busy with too many official matters recently. Didn't I just have free time today?" Well, I can’t wait, brother!”

After hearing this, Li Yizhen didn't want to force anything. He eagerly pulled Zhao towards Nuanxiang Pavilion, shouting as he walked, "Mom, everything remains as usual, hurry up!"

The two walked through the lobby, talking and laughing as they headed upstairs. Entering the room, the singers and dancers were already in place. They sang and danced for a while. They each held two girls in their arms, drank wine, and sang songs. The atmosphere was pleasant.

After the pot of wine was finished, Li Yizhen quietly whispered into Zhao Jiu's ear, "Brother, make a poem and make another one. The wonderful words and sentences from last time are really memorable for a long time, and the meaning is still unfinished."

"Okay." Zhao immediately agreed. Xiao Huang's poems were not serious poems, just a few random sentences.

"Big brother, please listen carefully. My younger brother has little knowledge and needs to be corrected by me."

Li Yizhen hugged the girl and kept touching her, taking advantage of her openly and openly by drinking. Although he had a lewd smile on his face, he still pretended to be a scholar, raised his head, and kept saying yes.

Zhao drank a glass of wine and closed his eyes as if thinking. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Yes! Cardamom Fairy Erbalang, wrapped around his body and holding his hair in red waves. Begonia covets the place where it blooms, leaning against Chen Gui Dragon Palace."

"how?"

Reading the poem, Li Yizhen thought about it carefully and exclaimed, "It seems to be right in front of me! Hahaha."

Zhao just laughed along with him. Although it was yellow, it was interesting at least. It was bad to come and go on his own, it was simply insulting to the gentlemen!

The two of them laughed and laughed until the third bottle of wine was finished, then they each hugged the girl and went back to the room. They all have slightly red cheeks and look impatient.

The next day, in the bright sun, Zhao helped Li Yizhen out of Nuanxiang Pavilion. After putting Li Yizhen on the carriage, he walked towards Zhao Prison.

In the next few days, Zhao returned to his previous life, reporting on time and being the first to leave, and his main goal was to eat and wait for death. As for how the young marquis died, Zhao didn't care, anyway, it was unlikely to be linked to him.

After a few days of comfort, Zhao felt weak, lying or lying all day, a complete waste. Until this day when he returned to the yard and saw Lu Wenyu teasing Zhaocai in the pavilion.

Zhao's mood suddenly became bad, and he had no choice but to sit opposite Lu Wenyu, saying bitterly, "Fifth Master, what's this?"

Lu Wenyu didn't speak at the first time, but just stroked Zhaocai's back with a smile. After he had enough, he smiled and said, "I have to raise a dog at home, and it's not appropriate to always come to your yard to tease your dog."

Zhao smiled and didn't say anything, but wanted to see what this old guy was up to. He didn't believe it, and suddenly came here to talk about dogs.

"I almost forgot something important. You go to Shu and leave in two days." After that, Lu Wenyu took out a thousand taels of silver from his arms and continued, "One thousand taels, kill Wang Jiwei."

"Who are you talking about, Fifth Master? It can't be the Taoist priest Wang Jiwei from Qingcheng Mountain, right?"

"That's right." Lu Wenyu said in a low voice with certainty, crossing his fingers, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

"Can't kill him." Zhao said without thinking, without even looking at the silver on the table.

Lu Wenyu raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in confusion, "Why can't he kill him?"

"Not enough money, you have to add more! Two thousand taels at least."

Lu Wenyu was silent for a while, added a thousand taels of silver to the table, and smiled, "No need to add more, right?"

Zhao took the silver, confirmed it was correct, stuffed it into his arms, and instantly changed to a happy expression.

"Many bandits in Shu fled to Annan, disrupting the situation in Annan and aggravating the war in Shu."

"Originally, many prefects submitted reports on the situation in Shu, but none of them made it to the capital. His Majesty was furious and sent a lieutenant to Shu. You must ensure that he returns to the capital alive with the report." Lu Wenyu said.

"Lieutenant?" Zhao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"The only son of a marquis." Lu Wenyu explained, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"I understand."