Zoropause?

That's Zoroastrianism!

Yang Shouwen did not look at Ming Laosi, but just nodded slightly to indicate that he knew.

His eyes were locked in the steaming fireworks. At this moment, the illusion performance of the Seven Saints Swords on the shore became more and more bloody. Just as the man wearing a golden flower hat danced with white banners, the sword in his hand slashed and bloody flowers splashed, causing the onlookers to exclaim. However, the man who had stood up to speak had disappeared in the fireworks.

"Young Master Yang is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and even the Zoroastrian Cult knows it."

Ming Laosi still looked lazy and sat back with a smile, took a sip of wine in the wine pot, and watched the performance outside with great enthusiasm. The performance had reached its peak, and a series of screams rang out, and the Golden Flower Hat died with the other party.

clang!

The sound of gongs and drums rang again.

The fireworks gradually dissipated.

The gray-haired man appeared in sight again. He brought several people with him, bowing to thank him while charging the audience.

Under the flames, Yang Shouwen saw clearly the man's appearance.

That's right, it's him!

Although she looks a little younger and her eyebrows have changed a little, Yang Shouwen can make sure that this person is honest. The one who kills people in Pingji, the one who abandons January, the one who plays a puppet artist is honest!

After resisting the urge to rush out, Yang Shouwen slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Who are you?"

He turned his gaze to Ming Laosi and asked in a deep voice.

When the fourth son of Ming heard this, he immediately laughed.

"I heard that Yang Qingzhi is extremely talented and quick-witted. At this time, can't I guess who I am?"

"you……"

Yang Shouwen frowned, a little unhappy.

However, at this moment, a light of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

His surname is Ming?

The surname Ming is rare, and my father’s teacher is named Ming Chongyan. Could it be that these two Mings are the same Ming?

The vigilance in his eyes disappeared immediately.

He looked at Ming Laosi and said in a deep voice after a while: "Did my father ask you to help me?"

"It's not that your father asked me to help, although he sent a letter... The Ming family in Jiangning has served her since her uncle. It has been three generations so far. Although there is only one person in the Ming family who has served as an official, it is my uncle. But in fact, the Ming family has been secretly monitoring Jiangnan Dongdao for her. Therefore, this time, in addition to Ling Zun's face, it is my responsibility."

"and you……"

"My name is Mingxiu. Mingxiu's Ming, Mingxiu's Xiu."

The fourth son of Ming, it’s wrong. It should be Mingxiu’s self-introduction that made Yang Shouwen laugh.

"How do you know them?"

Yang Shouwen lowered his voice and glanced outside.

Mingxiu curled her mouth and said softly: "Long before Lingzun wrote, Shangguan Cairen had secretly sent us to find clues. The fearless Zen Master was alone and it was not easy to find. However, it was not difficult to find a group of tricks that could change their faces. At the beginning of the month, these people arrived in Suzhou and then came to Changzhou. The dialect with a Minzhou accent attracted my attention, so I began to pay attention to them."

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment and did not ask any further.

There is no doubt that Jiang Ning Mingshi was Wu Zetian in the other eye, specifically staring at Jiangnan Dongdao.

Mingxiu said: "These people look ordinary, but they are very careful. They don't look like a team of tricksters, but more like a group with strict organization. They basically live in Puhui Temple during the day, and go out to perform art at night, stay in simplicity. At the beginning, they didn't sell art here, but when I noticed the situation, they contacted them and invited them to juggle here. I didn't charge them for money, and they couldn't ask for it in the store. They could attract many customers for me and facilitate my monitoring; and they were happy to have a fixed place."

After Mingxiu finished speaking, she smiled with a smile.

"How, am I very smart?"

Yang Shouwen ignored him. Instead, he turned his head and looked out the window and stared at the tricksters.

To be honest, he is not very familiar with this trick team. Apart from the dead Zhao Yinian and Taohua, the only one who has an impression of it is Ji Huoshi. Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhouzhaozhuan finally met.

"You shot the arrow book?"

"hey-hey."

"You are so cool, just tell me, pretending to be a ghost, and even tricked me to the Taibo Temple.

By the way, how did Temple Zhu die?"

"Museum Zhu?" Mingxiu said: "He died naturally. I would not kill people to silence me for this little thing. Now that Buddhism and Taoism are prosperous, the past temples were incense. The Taibo Temple was secretly funded by my Ming family. The Temple Zhu was a local, but... a few days ago, I found out that he was dead, so I thought of finding you to the Taibo Temple, which is also more secret.

As for why not contact you directly?

Hehe, your team is in a mess, and there are all kinds of people. I don’t want to expose the relationship between Ming’s family and her.”

Mingxiu mentioned "her" repeatedly, which refers to Wu Zetian.

Yang Shouwen bit his lip, pondered for a moment and said softly: "You are worried..."

“It’s not worry, it’s the fact.

Do you think Pei Guangting is so good at meeting with her? Although Pei Xingjian's son, although his mother is her confidant, people are unpredictable. As for Gao Jian, there is Fang Ling on one side and Taiping on the other. Haha, I can't believe this person. There is also Li Sanlang. Do you think it is so good at meeting with her? He represents two surnames. Do you think those two surnames are really willing?

Also, I heard a few days ago that you were ambushed in Baishuitang, which means that your whereabouts have been exposed.

In this case, I will give me ten courage and I will not come forward to contact you. However, your vigilance is really bad. If I really want to kill you that night, you may have died. You must be more vigilant in the future."

Mingxiu's criticism left Yang Shouwen speechless.

He turned his head and looked at Mingxiu and said, "You shot me? Tell you, if Dayu wasn't tied up, you wouldn't have escaped that night."

After saying that, Yang Shouwen changed the subject without waiting for Mingxiu to fight back, "By the way, what have you found?"

Yang Shouwen could not refute Mingxiu's words.

Indeed, the personnel in this team are too complicated. They almost cover several major strengths in the court today.

Perhaps at the beginning, Wu Zetian hoped to balance this force and let everyone work together.

But in fact, everyone has little thoughts, even Yang Shouwen himself. In this case, not to mention working together, it is a blessing to not turn against each other. The reason why Yang Shouwen brought Yang Sixu and Pei Min to Changzhou alone was to avoid this situation. Pei Min was relatively simple and had no scheming; while Yang Sixu was born in Xiaoluantai, a person from Sigongtai, and a person from Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er, which made Yang Shouwen feel more at ease.

Seeing that Yang Shouwen changed the topic, Mingxiu stopped joking.

"I have already said that they borrowed Jupuhui Temple."

Yang Shouwen narrowed his eyes, looked at Mingxiu and said, "What do you mean..."

Just now, he told Mingxiu that he came to find a monk. Mingxiu replied that if you want to find a monk, you should go to the temple.

Mingxiu has repeatedly mentioned Puhui Temple. How could Yang Shouwen not know what he meant?

"Puhui Temple?"

"The abbot of Puhui Temple is named Shenhui, and it is said to be from Annan.

About three years ago, he came to Changzhou from Luoyang, almost at the same time as Wang Yuankai. At first he was just holding a order at Puhui Temple, but the next year, the original abbot of Puhui Temple suddenly died of illness. Shenhui received Su Wei's support from Su Wei and became the new abbot of Puhui Temple, and he stayed in Changzhou."

Puhui Temple, Su Wei?

Yang Shouwen keenly aware of the relationship between the two.

"Do you know that a few days ago, the beggar who died outside Puhui Temple?"

Mingxiu nodded, "How could I not know about this... It's just that behind Su Wei is the Su family in Wuxian! You should have heard of the background of the Su family. This kind of thing involves nobles, so it's really hard for me to investigate in-depth."

Yang Shouwen agreed deeply and nodded and stopped talking.

After a while, he suddenly said, "I want to go to Puhui Temple to have a look."

"This is easy, I can take you there tomorrow."

"No, I want to go tonight."

Mingxiu's eyes narrowed, she thought for a while, and stood up.

"The third hour of Hai. I will wait for you under the bridge, let's go there together."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Yang Shouwen ignored him and turned his eyes out the window, falling on Ji Laoshi and his group again.

Those tricksters are performing hard.

Yang Shouwen looked quietly for a while and suddenly showed a sarcastic smile. Then he stood up and left the inn lobby.

Changzhou, the night ban at the Xu hour.

However, due to the location of the fish market and the rivers are crisscrossing, the night ban is useless.

The trickster performed until almost the hour of the year before he finished work and boarded a boat and drove out of Changzhou County along the river.

After the trickster left, the fish market quickly calmed down.

The gate of the Eight Immortals Inn was closed, and only the two pissy wind lanterns were left floating in the wind.

The entire inn is pitch black.

When Yang Shouwen heard the snoring sounds from the next room, he got out of the window and jumped down from the guest room on the second floor. The inn is two floors, about five meters high from the ground. Yang Shouwen jumped down from the building and saw that there was no one around, so he hugged and leaned against the wall, trotted all the way, and soon arrived at the stone arch bridge between the two pavilions of the Eight Immortals Inn.
To be continued...