In front of Xing Zhu Bo, a sharp-eyed man stood: "The Minister has already instructed you to keep a close eye on Pei Tan for the next two days. It's best if he... doesn't leave the house."

  Xing Zhubu immediately nodded: "I understand. I will definitely follow the instructions of the Minister."

  He looked at the man again and asked nervously, "May I ask if the Minister has any plans?"

  The man's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, staring at Xing Zhu Bo: "This is not something you should be asking about."

  Xing Zhubu nodded repeatedly.

  Pei Tan has been in the Dali Temple for three days and shows no signs of leaving. It can be said that the Dali Temple is even more peaceful than usual, with no signs of any unusual changes.

  Even for many citizens of Chang'an, today is just an ordinary day. As soon as the morning market opens, many vendors have to get up early and busy themselves, pushing carts onto the streets which gradually become lively.

  No one noticed that on every seemingly ordinary street, there were already some unfamiliar faces wearing civilian clothes. They blended in with the real civilians, looking eerie and a bit cold.

  The Qian Niu Guard in the city had already received Wei Xiang's private order to be on guard, so at this time, the streets of Chang'an had already secretly fallen into the hands of the Qian Niu Guard. The only ones who didn't know were these ordinary people.

  The hawkers' cries on the streets gradually covered Chang'an.

  ——

  Although the Moon Watching Pavilion is not a large tavern, it is run by a husband and wife who are very generous to their guests. From time to time, they give away wine and other drinks, so the number of regular customers has been increasing day by day. As soon as the door opens every day, the prosperous atmosphere in the pavilion is comparable to that of the top taverns in Beijing.

  Today, there were already several waiting customers outside the door. As the sun rose higher, a customer exclaimed in surprise: "Why hasn't the boss opened the door yet today?"

  The boss and his wife of the Moon Viewing Pavilion have always been very diligent and punctual, and it's unprecedented that they wouldn't open on time like today.

  "It's strange, there's no movement inside." A curious customer said with his ear against the door crack.

  The general wine house is in business, even if it hasn't opened yet, the inside must be prepared, but now both inside and outside are quiet, which really makes people confused.

  It wasn't until much later that the waiting crowd couldn't help but want to disperse, when suddenly they heard the sound of horse whips behind them. Someone turned their head and saw a group of about twenty or thirty black-clad men riding horses, expressionlessly escorting a carriage, gradually approaching the direction of Wangyue Tower.

  At this time, the street was neither deserted nor deserted. There were already pedestrians and vendors appearing one after another. However, when they saw so many black-clad men suddenly appear, everyone's face turned pale unconsciously.

  Out of instinct, they naturally avoided each other.

  At this time, the guests at the entrance of Wangyue Building saw that the man in black was really walking towards them step by step. After a thud in their hearts, they all lowered their heads and quickly left the entrance as if nothing had happened.

  Just as they had just left, the black-clad people finally arrived.

  The horse-drawn carriage in the middle was tightly covered all around, and it was impossible to see inside, but apparently a big shot was sitting inside. Because of the twenty or thirty people around, no one dared to make a sound, and their footsteps were as quiet as if they didn't exist.

  Until one of the men in black near the carriage bowed his head and leaned over with his ear against the side of the carriage, as if he had heard something.

  He then nodded slightly and faintly uttered a "yes".

  Then the man quickly turned around from beside the carriage, step by step, swiftly and silently walked to the entrance of Wangyue Building.

  The several guests who were waiting at the door earlier also did not go far, out of curiosity or fear, they all stared with wide eyes and hid aside, looking at these people whose identity was unknown.

  The man in black stood expressionless in front of the tightly closed door of Wangyue Tower, raised his hand and patted the door.

  No one responded.

  The man in black seemed even colder, continuing to increase his strength, causing the door to shake violently.

  "Open the door!"

  At this time, those guests looked at each other in dismay and whispered: "Could it be... the boss has gotten himself into some kind of trouble?"

  Look at these black-clad people coming in a mighty rush, no wonder the boss closed the door, did he predict something in advance?

  The black-clad man who had been knocking on the door suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at the carriage: "Sir?"

  A cold snort came from inside the carriage.

  But the man in black at the door suddenly became like a commanding general, his face sank to the bottom, and after retreating one step, he stared coldly at the door in front of him, suddenly lifted his foot, and kicked it violently.

  Even the few guests who had been hiding and observing were shocked pale.

  Pffft!

  The two doors were kicked open with a loud crash, revealing two equally pale faces.

  Zi Yan'er and her husband Wen Lang.

  "Several... several... Today Japan Building is not open for business..." Wen Lang stared at them with wide eyes.

  Zi Yan'er clutched Wen Lang's arm tightly in her sleeve, stopping him from continuing to speak.

  The curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted, and inside a gloomy face stared at the couple.

  At this time all the men in black drew out their knives, but they were aimed at the other common people on the street.

  In an instant, everyone was in a state of panic and hastily lifted their feet to flee the street. Just a moment later, the entire street was empty with no one in sight.

  Zi'an'er stared at Zong Chuke in the carriage, a hint of blood color appearing deep in her eyes.

  Zong Chuke sat in the carriage, looking down at the wine shop with a condescending gaze. A black-clad servant knelt on the ground, and Zong Chuke stepped on his back to slowly get out of the carriage.

  A man in black clothes stepped forward coldly: "Sir wants wine."

  Is it just for drinking a mouthful of wine?

  At this time, Wen Lang looked at his wife Zi Cai'er with a nervous glance and opened his mouth: "L-ladies and gentlemen, please enter..."

  ——

  Wuzhou. In Zong Huo's detached palace.

  Since Kirio opened the prescription, all the dead warriors began to surround Shoko's room. Just like before, they protected him like an iron barrel, airtight and impenetrable.

  The leader of the dead warriors stood beside Zong Ho's bed and continued to say expressionlessly: "From today on, I will personally protect the young master, including the young master's food and drink and daily life. Please forgive me for this."

  Zong Ho looked at him coldly, this dead soldier leader was personally selected by Zong Chukui, like a machine dedicated to executing tasks, with no emotions or right and wrong, it was only people like this that Zong Chukui would completely trust.

  Is it possible for Zong Hua to not touch wine and women for three years?

  "This young master orders you to send a message back to Chang'an, asking my father to find the best doctors in the world for me. This young master doesn't want to spend day and night with this group of good-for-nothings." Zong Huo's teeth made a clicking sound, his ghost-like face still staring at the dead soldiers.

  In a hurry before departure, although Ji Langzhong was a famous doctor in Chang'an City, he was not considered the best in the world.

  His diagnosis results, Zong Ho would not believe them.

  He wants to hear the best doctor in the world diagnose him.

  Moreover, Zong Huo was previously hidden in the underground of the Shangshu Mansion, and every day Zong Chuke personally delivered food to him. He had only been hiding for a month and almost went crazy. How could he tolerate living a life without wine and women like a Buddhist monk who has renounced all worldly desires?

  The leader of the dead soldiers gazed at Zong Huo: "Subordinates will go immediately, but subordinates still need to tell the young master that even if the Shangshu lord finds a famous doctor, it will take time for the doctor to rush to Wuzhou and treat the young master again. Can the young master be sure that this period of time will allow subordinates to wait and guard without leaving, to ensure the young master's safety until the arrival of the famous doctor?"

  Zong Huo's hand was clenched in his quilt, his eyes were bloodshot like a poisonous snake spitting letters, "Get out and deliver the message."

  The leader of the dead soldiers stiffly turned around, left Zong Huo's room and walked into the courtyard. All the maids were trembling with fear, kneeling on the ground, their bodies shaking in dread of impending disaster.

  The leader of the dead warriors' gaze swept across each face: "From this moment on, as long as the young master is still awake, none of you are allowed to appear within the young master's line of sight."

  Out of sight, out of mind.

  Those maids lowered their heads, and overnight, they became invisible people in the mansion, becoming a beautiful poison.

  The letter sent by Zong Huo to find a famous doctor was immediately released, and a small maid squatting in the yard looked up and saw the whole process of the pigeon flying out of the yard.

  Due to the secrecy of Zong Huo's illness, the assassins used cryptic language among themselves when sending messages. Even if they were intercepted midway, they wouldn't worry about the secret being leaked. As a cunning and experienced court fox like Zong Chu Ke, he was protecting his own elderly-born only son. He knew he had committed too many sins and couldn't rely on the Buddha's protection, so he used even more extreme measures.

  Several of the Pei family's secret guards outside the city followed the man wearing a bamboo hat to a quiet street corner, where the man pushed open the door of a dilapidated house in front of him.

  A few people walked in, and the man with a bamboo hat closed the door behind them with his backhand.

  At this moment, he carefully and completely removed the bamboo hat from his face.

  Several dark guards who followed him looked cautious and asked, "Commander Pei, why have you come to Wuzhou?"

  The mysterious figure in a bamboo hat who intercepted the Pei family's secret guard on the street was actually County Magistrate Pei.

  "I am acting on the orders of Gongzi."

  This was just said on the street, but as for what exactly happened, the few people in the house were still completely baffled.

  "Master Pei's gaze swept over them: 'The young master ordered us to arrive in Wuzhou ahead of time and make arrangements. Now, these arrangements are almost complete.'"

  The military way emphasizes being the first to take action. After receiving Pei Tan's flying letter, they naturally rushed day and night to arrive in Wuzhou two days before Zong Huo and his men.

  It's a good thing, just now Pei County was able to stop those Pei family guards who were secretly following him on the street in time. If they had really followed Zong Huo to the mansion without knowing what was going on, that would have been jumping into the net.

  Those few dark guards heard that they were all Pei Tan's idea, and their hearts became even more cautious: "That young master... what exactly do you want us to execute the command?"

  Pei Tuo previously said that it was to follow Zong Huo without revealing his whereabouts, and after knowing where he went, they would discuss the long-term plan.

  What does it mean for Bae County to suddenly appear in Wuzhou now?