In an instant, a hand suddenly appeared on the wall.

The hand suddenly pulled He Zi, who was leaning against the wall!

The second door slammed into the wall, and Xiao Zuo rushed in.

At the same time, the wall flips silently and closes.

"..." On the other side of the wall, He Zi put his back against the wall, looking at the old servant in front of him in shock.

This wall is obviously unsurpassed from Lao Kong's house!

Also, what is his hometown, who is lazy and tricky when he is in trouble?

Xiao Jue's roar came from next door. The old servant smiled at the shocked gaze at the two of them and signaled them to follow him.

In He Zi's study, the old servant looked up and down at the paintings hanging on the walls and said, "So that's how it looks."

While admiring the painting, grab a handful of it on the left and grab a handful of it on the right.

The two big guys stared at the old servant's waist and his skin became smooth. In addition to his silver hair, he had become a young man.

But it wasn't over yet, the young man continued to wipe it for a while, and this time he became a young woman.

The silver-haired girl has a pair of slightly raised eyes, with a bright curve, which can be called a fascinating look when looking at people.

But her expression was free and casual, pointing at the two big bosses and said, "You can't stay here for a long time, the pursuers will react soon. Wherever you want to go, I'll send you there."

He Zi and Kong Wanliang's eyes met, and He Zi said, "I want to inform my colleagues and avoid the arrest tonight."

Confucius said, "I want to organize students from the Imperial College to stop the Xiao family. As long as Xiao Liheng still wants to take power in Shengdu, he cannot offend the literati of Shengdu!"

"This is a troublesome... why do I give two old men alone... I have it!" The girl suddenly clapped her hands and rushed to the snow outside. After a moment, she took two baskets and a shoulder pole, and put them on her shoulders. One on one side of the basket, and reached out to the two big men with a graceful hand and smiled, "Please enter the basket."

Two big guys: "…"

This posture is too beautiful, we dare not see it.

A moment later, the silver-haired girl carried a shoulder pole, with a sacrificial wine basket on the left and a sacrificial tutor on the right, and swept into the wind and snow of Shengdu.

She walked very fast and was thin and walked in the wind, not afraid of the cold at all, and felt very happy.

Recently, she sent Kong Wanliang to the bell tower of the Imperial College. The old master stood at the top of the bell tower and rang the bell in the middle of the night. The bell rang through the vast wind and snow, and arrived in the deep sorrow of the three thousand disciples of the Imperial College.

The Imperial College was lit up, and countless figures in black-clad Confucian clothes flocked into the square.

In the other direction, the silver-haired girl walked through the roof with He Zi on her back. This area was the residence of the important officials. He Zi squinted the wind and snow, looked down from a high place, and said, "We don't need to notify anyone who has any movement in the mansion."

It was late at night and the weather was bad. Unless you were about to do something bad, you should sleep in the mansion.

After passing the Chief Minister Rong Mansion, the front and back yards were quiet, but the most remote place in the ancestral temple was brightly lit and people kept flashing quietly.

He Zi sighed on the girl's back, "A real man will inevitably be unfair to his wife and sons."

The girl chuckled.

Then he passed by the residences of Grand Secretary Chang, Grand Secretary Xie, Duke Duke Cheng Guo... and other Grand Secretary and Lord, without any movement.

The girl, as He Zi told, broke into the main yard, broke a ice awl under the eaves, wrote "Xiao's family escaped from prison, hid quickly", and shot into the inner room of the house.

Just startle people.

They are all wealthy families, and every family has guards. As long as they are prepared, they will not be taken advantage of.

The movement behind him was blown up all the way, and He Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better than expected.

The Lord did not participate, and most of the Grand Secretary were very at ease.

In the past month, the Xiao family was hit by the court with ambushing from thunder and heavy rain, and there was no power to fight back. Tie Ci was well prepared, so that among the important officials, there was no one who came out to protect him.

The Xiao family was probably disappointed and chose to collude with each other, without trying to connect with the court officials.

However, after passing by the Li Grand Secretary’s Mansion, there was a little interesting movement.

Li Shen was dressed neatly, followed by many guards, looking like he was about to travel.

But someone at the stairs knelt in the snow for a long time and stopped him.

The wind was so angry that the lights swayed, illuminating the man's shoulders covered with snow, and I don't know how long he had been kneeling.

He Zi stood on the roof and heard Li Shen, who was usually taciturn, roared in anger: "Li Yuncheng, why are you crazy in the middle of the night?"

Li Yuncheng knelt down the steps, holding a pile of books, and said, "Father, my son just wants to invite you to read."

Li Shen stared at him.

"You're crazy!"

"Please look at the historical books of the previous dynasty, and see what the consequences of those who have committed rebellion, rebellion, rebellion, and persecution throughout the ages."

Li Shen's shoulders suddenly stiffened.

"Look at how many old and young people are wailing among old papers, how many traitors cover their faces in history, how many tribes with their thorns are scattered in the wind and smoke, and how many families are scattered in the court."

"Look at this glory is like dew and lightning, and gains and losses are only in one heart."

"Look at these homes where the bells and tripods are eating, the towers are rising and the building collapses; see how many people climbed the sky one after another and fell into the abyss one after another."

"Father. It's also cold tonight, so it's time to read the yellow scrolls in history."

Li Yuncheng held the pile of tall books that had been rolled upside down, and his head was hit hard on the snow.

Li Shen stood in a daze under the corridor.

A middle-aged woman walked out in tears and knelt beside Li Yuncheng. Li Yuncheng supported her and said, "Mother."

The woman held his hand, looked at Li Shen, and said, "Master, I don't know anything. I just want to ask you to see your son."

Long-lasting silence.

The Grand Secretary of the Dongge stands on the corridor, and the Li family and his son kneel under the corridor.

a long time.

Li Shen's shoulders collapsed and he turned around silently.

The Li family and his son stood up together.

The lights of the Li Mansion gradually went out.

He Zi stood on the roof, watched the whole process, and was silent for a while.

Li Shen seemed to be at the last place in the Grand Secretary and had not been in the cabinet for a long time, but in fact he was the person with the most extensive friendship besides Xiao Liheng.

He started as a minor official and has been operating the Shengdu for decades, and has made steady progress.

Both in the cabinet and in the court have great influence.

He was promoted by Xiao Liheng and was also the Grand Secretary who was most favored by Xiao's family.

When this is extraordinary, if they can't come forward or are controlled, Li Shen has the ability to control the cabinet and even the court officials.

But tonight, when no one knows, the young man kneels down and he may quietly rewrite the history books.

Time is the same as fate.

After a long time, He Zi sighed: "A real man is lucky to be a virtuous wife and a virtuous son."

...

On the way to the Sixth Ministry of Shangshu's house, He Zi leaned on the girl's shoulder and asked, "I haven't asked the girl for her name yet."

The girl's clear and bright face showed a sly smile and said, "Parent Lord."

He Zi: "..."

What's the name of this sick?

However, this surname made him feel moved and he asked tentatively: "I have never known each other forever. How could a girl pretend to be an old servant and behave in my mansion? Why would she be willing to help me like this tonight?"

"I'm here to kill you."

He Zi: "..."

He coughed for a long time after a breath of cold air.

"I was very angry at first, thinking you were a coward, an idiot, and disabled. Your wife was wronged and killed by someone and passed on false words, so you really believed it and gave up. No matter how much you care about it, you didn't even get close to the grave. In the end, you have to rely on an outsider to clear her injustice... Are you worthy of her?"

He Zi was silent.

"I think you are either a coward or unfaithful to your wife. So I plan to come and see it myself. I feel uncomfortable and I will kill you with one knife."

He Zi said slowly: "Then why not kill?"

This time the girl was silent.

Because she pretended to be injured and fell on the side of the road, her body was covered in dirty and smelly, and everyone was walking with her nose covered, and only he reached out to help.

Because his eyes were bleak and his heart was ashamed, he still smiled at her, sent her to see the wound and boiled medicine for her himself.

Because his family is barely covered with walls, a small courtyard and a shabby room, no one to serve, no wife or children.

Because he couldn't sleep for a long time, he got up in the middle of the night and painted in the study countless times.
To be continued...