Moonlight and starlight.

Quiet streets.

When Xia Hua was extremely shocked by the words blurted out by the senior named Li Xiaofeng, an old man wearing a uniform came out of Wan Ke Lai's restaurant.

The old man held a lamp in his left hand and a pot of wine in his right hand.

He came to the front garden.

He stood in the front garden for a moment, looked around, and then walked in a certain direction with the lamp in hand.

He walked to a flower bed and stretched out the lantern in his hand. He saw a few petals and leaves falling on the ground.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He walked into the flower garden, bent down, and picked up a throwing knife under a cluster of flowers——

Li Chenan threw two throwing knives.

A handful is in Xia Hua's hand.

The other one is now in the old man's hand.

He walked out of the flower garden and sat on the stone outside the flower garden.

He put down the wine jar in his right hand and took out a throwing knife from his sleeve pocket.

Like Xia Hua, he overlapped the two throwing knives. After a moment of surprise, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He carefully put the two flying knives into his sleeve pockets, picked up the wine jar, and walked out of Wan Ke Lai as if nothing had happened, and walked into the deep alley.

He headed east of the city.

But it is not the small fishing family on the small pier.

It is a large but very strict mansion located in the east of the city.

This big house is extremely famous in Zhaohua City.

It’s called Guiyuan!

There are four square courtyards in Guiyuan.

But in the middle of Guiyuan, there is a nine-story tower!

It also has a nice name.

It's called Lita!

Leaving away.

It is said that there are many wild geese in the big wild goose lake in Guiyuan. Every winter, they fly south in groups.

It is said that the owner who returned to the garden liked the wild geese very much and would be sad and cry when they flew away, so he built this tower to climb high and look up, waving goodbye when the wild geese flew away.

It’s for separation!

We are looking forward to our reunion next year.

No one knows who the owner of this garden is.

Because even if the vermilion gate to the garden opens occasionally, what comes out of the gate are airtight and pitch-black carriages.

Even the driver of the carriage is wearing a silver mask.

Judging from the appearance, all the charioteers in Guiyuan are powerful, extremely skilled in driving the chariots, and they all carry weapons. I think they are all masters in the world, or strong men in the military.

The owner of this return garden is probably a refined scholar, and he must be an extremely wealthy owner!

The elegant scholar is guessing, but the rich man is definitely not guessing.

Because in the Kingdom of Wu, there is more than just one place to return to the garden!

There is another one in Toasahi Castle in Kyoto!

It is five times larger than Guiyuan in Zhaohua City!

Dongxu City, where every inch of land is precious, has such a huge estate, and its wealth is simply unimaginable.

I heard that there is also such a nine-story tower in Guiyuan of Dongxu City, and it is still called Li Tower.

But the separation tower was not built because of the departure of the wild geese. As for the separation, few people know the explanation.

This old man has a lamp in his left hand and a pot of wine in his right hand. It seems that he has been drunk since Wan Ke came, so his steps are a little frivolous.

He seemed to be walking a little unsteadily, as if he might fall down at any time.

But he didn't fall down.

He walked to a remote alley and stopped when passing an octagonal pavilion.

He walked into the octagonal pavilion and placed the lantern and wine jar on the stone table.

He walked to the back of the pavilion.

Behind is a large yellow oak tree.

He looked left and right, and there was no one around. He stood under the tree and unbuttoned his trousers.

He was so comfortable that he peed half of it!

He suddenly turned his head.

Stop urinating.

There is a person in the octagonal pavilion.

This man had just opened the mud seal of the wine jar and was pouring wine at the moment.

The sound of pouring wine induces urination.

He suddenly smiled, withdrew his gaze and continued.

After a while, he walked back to the Octagonal Pavilion very comfortably and sat opposite the old man in the pavilion.

"Mr. Ding Da, why are you here when you are not fishing in Huaishan County?"

That old man turned out to be Mr. Ding Da!

Mr. Ding Da raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly, "I've caught almost all the fish in Huaishan County, and next I want to go fishing in Dayan Lake."

The old man waved his hand: "The owner who returned to the garden is not at home, and without the owner's permission, you cannot catch the fish in Dayan Lake no matter what."

Mr. Ding Da didn’t take it seriously.

He poured two glasses of wine, handed one over, looked up at the old man opposite, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tu Er, how have you been these past few years?"

Mr. Big, Mr. Second...the two of them must have been very familiar with each other, otherwise they wouldn't be so casual at this moment.

Mr. Tu Er picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He sighed and said two words:

"not good!"

Mr. Ding Da was startled, "Thinking of your homeland?"

"Think nonsense!"

Mr. Tu Er placed the wine glass in front of Mr. Ding Da, "What is there to think about in Po Ningguo? The master is in a bad mood, and my butler... life is not as easy as before!"

Mr. Ding Da raised his eyes:

"Do you know everything about Ningguo?"

Mr. Tu Er stared:

"I'm not deaf, how could I not know! Even if those brats from the Imperial City Division no longer give me information, let me tell you, the master's information... I'm afraid it will come faster than that from the Imperial City Division!"

"That bastard Changsun Jinghong died outside Huaishan County. What did he say to you when he died?"

Mr. Ding also drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp, and then poured two more glasses of wine.

"I said some things and guessed some things."

"He guessed something wrong."

"What's the matter?"

"His guess about Xi Wei was wrong, and his judgment about Concubine Li was also wrong."

Mr. Tu Er frowned slightly, "Then is Xiao Wu the son of Queen Lu?"

Mr. Ding Da pondered for three breaths and nodded: "Yes."

"How to be sure?"

"Mrs. Fan herself."

"The old woman... was a very wealthy person when she was young. Otherwise, she would not have married Zhongli Po. Her words... I still said what I said in the Imperial City Division, so I can't believe it!"

Mr. Ding Da looked at Mr. Tu Er, "I'm not here to ask you these questions."

"Last year, eldest grandson Jinghong came to Huaishan County and told me something. He said that Queen Lu's personal maid was named Siqin. On the night of Queen Lu's death, she escaped disguised as Li Chunfu's book boy and married
To be continued...