Chapter 90 You're the One to Die
"If you lose the wine, I'll pay with your lives."
The man leaned back in his chair like a second-generation rich kid, his thin lips moved away from his pipe and he slowly exhaled a puff of thick smoke. He had a handsome face but a weary expression. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the three hazy figures reflected on the screen.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, spare us!" The three knelt on the ground, kowtowed over and over again, "We, your subordinates, really don't know where this sudden change came from!"
"Noisy."
As the man's voice fell, the confidant standing beside him suddenly shook and disappeared.
When he came back, the tip of the knife was stained with blood, and the three figures outside had already fallen.
"Mochou, go check. How could three carriages and a group of people disappear out of thin air?" The man's face was hidden in the smoke, and his eyes were dim and unclear.
"yes."
The man raised his eyelids and sat up slightly, exuding a sinister aura. "Mo Wei, is there any news from Dingbei?"
Mo Wei wiped the blood off the knife and lowered his head, not daring to look the man in the eye. "Your Highness, Prince Ruyang rarely goes out and hides in the palace. The informant cannot penetrate deeply, but Dou Mingwei is still in Dingbei. As long as he is here, his master can't escape."
"No." The man opened his eyes, his fingertips stroking the pure gold pipe, his eyes dark. "If I remember correctly, Yan Ci should be twenty this year, right? The informant has been lying in ambush for so many years, and the information he passed on is exactly the same. Don't you think there's something fishy going on?"
Mo Wei frowned and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, are you saying... that the informant has rebelled?"
"Get rid of that informant." The man's eyebrows were lowered, and it was hard to tell what he was feeling. "Send a team of Xuanying Guards over there. There's no need to keep Dou Mingwei, who's in the way. Let's do it cleanly and put the blame on the people around Yan Ci."
"Also, send someone to those three families to deliver my message. They'll meet at the southeast fishing port and ask them to bring enough silver."
"yes."
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Ganping Gaojia
"Zhiyun, run slower, Grandpa can hardly catch up with you——"
"Grandpa!" Su Zhijun stamped her feet in anger, pouting at the changed-looking Du Heng behind her. "You should at least act like a decent person. You can't chase me while looking at the Gao family!"
"Oh, I forgot. I was too busy keeping an eye on them." Du Heng slapped his forehead, looking annoyed. "Your mother is such a fool. Why did she choose us two? I've lived for over sixty years and never even been a spy for anyone!"
"My mother sells pies on the street in front of the Lu family's house. She's no less successful than us." The little girl muttered, rubbing her shriveled belly. "Grandpa, let's eat something first. I'm really hungry."
"Okay, let's listen to our little ancestor. There's a wonton stand not far away." Du Heng took her hand and pulled her to the wonton stand. "Give me two big bowls of wontons, with more soup."
The hot wontons were served. Su Zhijun blew on them in small sips, but kept glancing in the direction of the Gao family.
This is the first time her mother has assigned her a task, and she must not mess it up!
Hard work pays off. After Du Heng finished a whole bowl of wontons neatly, a figure sneaked into the corner gate of Gao's house.
"Master! I saw him." Su Zhijun's face was full of excitement. She grabbed his sleeve and shook it. "He went in through the small door. I saw him clearly. He was about the same height as the vendor. He had a black mole on the tip of his nose the size of a fingernail. He was lame."
Being young, one’s eyesight is very sharp. The little girl saw clearly the person whom Du Heng couldn’t see even with his eyes wide open.
In a short while, the man sneaked out of Gao's house again, looking around.
When he looked over, he saw that the grandfather and grandson were in perfect tacit understanding. They picked up the bowl in front of them together, buried their faces in the bowl, and gulped down the soup.
The man didn't suspect anything and immediately ran away.
"Master, you stay here and keep an eye on the Gao family. I'll follow him!"
After saying that, Su Zhijun jumped off the bench and was about to chase after him.
"Wait!" Du Heng quickly grabbed her, his face uglier than a dead fly. "You're only a little taller than this stool. Who are you chasing? Stay here quietly."
"No, I must do my mother's bidding perfectly." Su Zhijun twisted her body, nimbly dodging his hand and running in the direction the man had left. "Don't worry, I'll be home before dark!"
"Cuicui!" Frightened, Du Heng called out her nickname and wanted to follow her. However, no one was watching the Gao family, and he wasn't as nimble as the little girl. In the blink of an eye, the little girl disappeared. He slapped his thigh in anger, "What a sin! This child is getting harder to control as she grows older!"
The man went to Zuixianlou first and stayed inside for half an hour. He picked his teeth and rubbed his stomach, then walked out lazily. After taking a few steps, he seemed to realize something was wrong and suddenly looked back.
The little girl squatted behind the stone Qilin in Zuixian Tower and avoided his sight.
Along the way, the man always felt that someone was following him, but every time he looked back, there were endless pedestrians behind him and no one had the time to stare at him.
Su Zhijun was only a few dozen meters away from the man. Fortunately, she was petite and had quick reactions, so she always managed to dodge before he turned around, thus avoiding exposing herself.
The man rolled his eyes and came up with a plan. He walked around the market a few times, finally walked into a dark alley and disappeared around the corner.
"Why is the person gone?" Su Zhijun hesitated and walked forward, but was suddenly blocked by the man at the corner.
"A girl?" The man looked her up and down. Seeing that she was a girl, he really lowered his guard. "You followed me all the way. What do you want to do?"
Su Zhijun leaned her small body against the wall, looking at him warily. No matter what he asked, she remained silent.
"Are you a mute?" The man lost his patience and pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve. He leaned forward, a vicious look in his eyes. "I don't have time to mess with you, little girl, you're so bold! I'll send you to hell right now!"
"You're the one who deserves to die."
Su Zhijun suddenly spoke, leaving the man stunned.
Taking advantage of his stunned moment, the little girl covered her mouth and nose with one hand, took out a handful of powder from her trouser pocket with the other hand, and sprinkled it on the man's face, and a lot of it flew into his mouth and nose.
"Ah——" The man covered his face and wailed, stepping back repeatedly. He twisted his foot and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.
"Let me show you the poison powder made by my grandfather! Load it!" Su Zhijun waited until the man in front of him died, kicked him twice, and made sure he was dead before squatting down and feeling around on his body. He found a token on his waistband, then quickly put it in his pocket and ran in the direction he came from.
It was just a small person, and no one noticed him as he entered and exited the dark alley.
At the Gao family's house, Du Heng turned himself over and over, muttering quietly, "Where's my poison powder? Did it fall on the road?"
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