MM Racing Chapter 454: Shangyuan Chapter (2)
Chapter 454: Shangyuan Chapter (2)
After Shangguan Qian returned to her yard, she pushed open the door and everything went dark before her eyes. The man was sitting at her tea table again, holding her most beloved set of tea set in his hand.
"I didn't know Master Jiao had arrived. It was because Qian Qian failed to welcome him from afar!"
Shangguan Qian suppressed the anger in her heart and bowed to Gong Shangjiao, then slowly walked to the tea table, sat opposite Gong Shangjiao, and wanted to take the teacup from Gong Shangjiao's hand.
"What did you talk about with Yun Weishan today?"
Gong Shangjiao retracted his hand and dodged Shangguan Qian's hand that was reaching out to him.
Shangguan Qian was stunned by Gong Shangjiao's action, "Sister Yun, why else could you come here? You just came to inquire about Jiaogong's affairs."
Gong Shangjiao played with the teacup in his hand and glanced up at Shangguan Qian casually, "Oh~ So, did Qianqian say anything to her?"
Shangguan Qian had to admit that Gong Shangjiao was beautiful. It was hard not to be addicted to the way he raised his eyebrows so nonchalantly and spoke in a tone that was kind of magnetic and doting.
"Qianqian dared not say anything more to Miss Yun. It was just some insignificant things. Young Master Yu was not close to her. He usually stayed in his own room. Occasionally, Madam Wu Ji invited him to taste tea and appreciate flowers."
Shangguan Qian had already given up on rescuing her teacup from Gong Shangjiao's hands, but she couldn't show it, so she could only helplessly pour herself a cup of hot tea.
"However, Miss Yun did mention the Lantern Festival to Qianqian today. It seemed that she wanted Master Yu to take her out of the palace to participate in the Lantern Festival in the Old Dust Valley."
Shangguan Qian is a smart person. He knows what to choose: either work for Wufeng and disrupt the palace, and then be cut into pieces and poisoned when people find out; or become Wufeng's spy for Gong Shangjiao, and finally retire and live in seclusion in the mountains.
"Gong Ziyu is not a fool. Yun Weishan is too eager for quick success and may arouse Gong Ziyu's suspicion." Although Gong Shangjiao is not optimistic about Gong Ziyu, he is a blood relative of the palace after all. After these lessons, Gong Ziyu does have some sense of responsibility.
At least Gong Shangjiao will not bully Gong Ziyu openly or secretly now, but he still dislikes her.
"Master Yu will become suspicious because Miss Yun is too anxious. If someone covers for her, Master Yu's soft heart will probably automatically come up with an excuse for Miss Yun." Shangguan Qian knew before arriving at the palace gate that there was more than one assassin named Wuming in the palace gate.
"Are you talking about Madam Wu Ji?" Gong Shangjiao didn't know much about Madam Wu Ji, who was the maid of the late Madam Lan in Yu Palace. He only knew that this woman was suddenly brought in from outside the palace gate by Lao Zhiren.
However, this woman's family background was not investigated at all. Gong Shangjiao only knew that she liked orchids like Madam Lan and was very caring for Gong Ziyu. When Yuan Zheng was a child, he didn't want to pay attention to Gong Ziyu giving him some stomach cleansing medicine. This woman stepped over the knife and told the elders, and the little Yuan Zheng was almost beaten.
"It seems that you are very clear about Madam Wu Ji's identity!" Gong Shangjiao gently put down the cup, "She can't be Wuming who is hiding in the palace gate."
Gong Shangjiao used an affirmative tone instead of a question, and it was at this moment that Shangguan Qian finally pushed away a corner of the thick fog around Gong Shangjiao.
"Mr. Jiao, there is an idiom 'asking despite knowing the answer'." Shangguan Qian would not fool around with Gong Shangjiao. After all, he already knew it. No matter how much she explained, she was not clear about it. In the end, she would be the only one who would suffer.
"Hasn't her name already been told to us? Ming Wu Ji, Ji Wuming. Besides her, there may be other assassins without a sharp edge in the palace!"
Shangguan Qian had to admit that Gong Shangjiao was sharp-sighted. "Just as Master Jiao said, there are indeed many assassins in the palace besides Madam Wu Ji, but the number of those I know is really limited, and I can't help Master Jiao too much."
Gong Shangjiao just smiled lightly, "I'm afraid Yugong is almost becoming a Wufeng stronghold! But this is also good, it will be more conducive to you to fish in troubled waters, right?"
Shangguan Qian also smiled faintly, "Master Jiao is right. Only when the pond water is muddy can you touch the fish, and they are big fish."
When Gong Shangjiao stood up and prepared to leave, he turned his head to look at Shangguan Qian who had quietly taken back the cup, "In a few days, during the Lantern Festival, I will lead the expedition out of the palace to participate. You should come with me! By the way, tell your bald crow boss the news you got in the palace."
Shangguan Qian was stunned when she heard Gong Shangjiao say the bald crow boss, not realizing who he was talking about.
……
Old Dust Valley, Wanhua Tower
"Ah Qiu! Ah Qiu!"
A man with a crew cut who was sitting by the window on the rooftop of Wanhua Tower suddenly sneezed several times without any warning.
"Be careful! After all, you are right under the eyes of the palace. You are so exposed out there. Aren't you afraid that Gong Shangjiao will come over with a knife and chop off your crow's head?"
Sitting next to the tea table was a woman wearing a long gown embroidered with purple butterflies and a gold and jeweled silk necklace. Her hair was tied up into a bun with several hollow carved crystal hairpins.
"What are you afraid of? The worst that can happen is that I can just fight with him! If I win, I'll become famous in one battle, right? If I lose, I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!" The man with a crew cut waved his hand indifferently, reached out to grab the teacup beside him and drank it all in one gulp.
"Win? With your mediocre kung fu, you expect to win against Mr. Gong Er, who is famous in the martial arts world?" The woman glanced at the man with disdain.
A man in a straw raincoat stood in a shadowy spot in the room. "Ten years ago, he could only watch his brother and mother die in my hands. Ten years later, he could only watch his loved ones die in my hands."
The woman also gave him a disdainful look, "Han Yike, do you think he hasn't made any progress in the past ten years? Don't forget, he has Gong Yuanzheng by his side, who none of us have accurate information about."
Han Yike snorted disdainfully, "A brat who is still wet behind the ears? What use can he be?"
“But according to the information I got from Gong Ziyu, Gong Yuanzheng is far more than just a poison user as he appears to be. There are a large number of experts hidden in his palace, and those people only obey Gong Yuanzheng.
Combined with the information from our people in the palace, each of the secret guards lurking around Gong Yuanzheng is protected by experts who are no less skilled than Gong Shangjiao.
The sudden appearance of the people from the Demon Collection Bureau in Tiandu City some time ago and the truckloads of boxes have already shown that the people behind Gong Yuanzheng are the Demon Collection Bureau.
If you really kill Gong Yuanzheng, you will not only have to deal with the insane Gong Shangjiao, but also the imperial court's killing order!"
Han Yike sat directly opposite the woman, grabbed a cup of cold tea and drank it down angrily, "So what do you think we should do? Is the leader still waiting for us to break through the palace gate?"
The woman just shrugged her shoulders. "What else can we do? Just leave it alone! Answer the chief truthfully. The palace gate is backed by government officials. If we make too much noise, we might alert the government officials, and then the gains will outweigh the losses."
Han Yike pounded the table with his fist in frustration, "Are we going to go back like this in disgrace? Situ Hong, don't you usually have a lot of plans? Why can't you even fart at this moment?"
Situ Hong glanced at Han Yike with a stern look in his eyes, "If you want to die, I won't stop you! The people from the Ji Yao Division are still staying in this Old Dust Valley!"
The man in cold clothes pushed the door open and left, cursing. The man with a crew cut who had been sitting by the bed also left Situ Hong's room with him.
Situ Hong motioned to the man who had been sitting in another corner to close the door. "I have done what you asked. Now we can talk about our deal!"
The air opposite Situ Hong was like a lake with a stone thrown into it, rippling in circles. "Miss Situ is really a smart person, but sometimes being too smart is not necessarily a good thing, right?"
"You two gentlemen are joking. Zi Yi is just a weak woman who has fallen into the dust. She relies on the eyesight she has trained in the entertainment circles to deal with her patrons and barely keeps herself safe. How can she deserve the word 'smart' from you gentlemen?" Situ Hong did not mention her real name, but instead said her nickname in Wanhua Tower.
"Miss Purple, when this is all over, you will get what you want."
The people who came slowly walked out of the shadows. They were Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling who were far away in the suburbs of Tiandu City.
Zhang Qiling took the bottle from Hua Yu and threw it right in the middle of the table in front of Situ Hong. "I am quite satisfied with our cooperation this time. This is a reward for you! I hope your next actions will make me more and more satisfied!"
After Hua Yu finished speaking, she took Zhang Qiling's hand and disappeared into the room.
The back of Situ Hong's neck had already been soaked with sweat. She stretched out her trembling hand painted with red nail polish from under the table, tremblingly poured out a pill from the jade bottle and swallowed it.
"It's really a good thing! Si'er, you are my most valued subordinate. You should know what to say and what not to say!" Situ Hong suddenly appeared in front of the man, and her white and tender hands rested on the man's chest.
"You are just too soft-hearted! That's why the two assassins you trained failed!"
Situ Hong suddenly used her five fingers to pierce through the man's clothes at the chest, piercing directly into his flesh. The man turned pale in pain from the fierce blow, but he didn't dare to move at all, "It's my fault!"
Situ Hong's expression suddenly changed again, "Okay Si'er, I was just joking, go down! Take good care of your injuries and prepare for the Lantern Festival in a few days!"
Situ Hong patted his bleeding chest and watched the man leave with a smile.