Chapter 19 Poisoning

Shi Cundao introduced the passage of the sect, and everyone fell into a short silence. The matter was very simple. It is the story of a talented migrant worker who was suppressed by the second generation of officials in the civil service examination. Wei Wuji was indeed a little miserable. His career and love were double hit, but his subsequent actions also proved that this person's character was problematic, and I don't think he was unfairly treated. The final result was decided by the old emperor, which showed that he was in favor of Shi Cundao. To put it bluntly, he was a family business. You know what kind of person to use, not to mention Shi Cundao is also very good. Even if they finally choose deaf, mute and crispempt, it has nothing to do with others. You can only say that the old emperor is heavy. Wei, I can't say that he is unfair.

Shi Fei broke the silence and said, "Father, what should we do next?"

Shi Chi said, "What else can we do? If you come, you will be safe. If your father and grandfather can defeat Wei Wuji once, we may not be able to do it."

Shi Cundao said, "You can't say that. In those years, your grandfather and I were two masters in the middle of the swordsmen, and Wei Wuji were only invincible. This man's talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life!"

Jiachi said, "Isn't my father the late swordsman now? Where are you afraid of him?"

Shi Cundao said in a low voice, "According to reliable news, Wei Wuji has been promoted to swordsman."

"What?" Shi Chi almost exclaimed, "Is it credible?"

Shi Cundao smiled bitterly and said, "Over the years, he has been thinking about me, and I haven't forgotten him. At the beginning, he was unable to gain a foothold in the Honglie Empire. After the defeat of Shifu, he fled to Blackgis overnight. For so many years, I have used the emperor's eyes under The only thing the marshal can do in the future is to use his power for personal gain..."

Shi Chi said, "Has Wei Wuji really been promoted to Kensei?"

Shi Cun said, "It's not just that. He dares to brazenly press the blood fingerprints on my door. There is no fear, and there are many people behind him to help him." Do you know who these are?"

"Who is it?"

Shi Cundao suddenly changed the topic and said, "Have you ever heard of the tricolor stone?"

Without waiting for others to speak, I blurted out, "Isn't that a killer organization?" I'm afraid it's me who deals with the tricolor stone the most among the people present...

Shi Chi naturally won't be so ignorant that he didn't even know the two most notorious killer organizations on the continent. He said, "I heard that there are many masters in this organization, which is divided into three sub-tan of red, yellow and blue, of which the red altar is specially responsible for assassination." He asked Shi Cun doubtfully, "Does Wei Wuji have anything to do with the tricolor stone?"

Shi Cundao said word by word, "The three-color stone was founded by Wei Wuji!"

Shi Chi was even more shocked: "Did Wei Wuji create the tricolor stone just to avenge his father?"

Shi Cun said, "That's probably the case. Wei Wuji knows that it's not easy to kill me." So he recruited a group of outlaws. Unexpectedly, he inadvertently became a three-color stone that everyone on the mainland talked about."

Shi Dong saw that the atmosphere was a little depressed and shouted, "Father, it's not the child's arrogance. I think the three-color stone is mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people. In fact, it's just a group of mysterious bandits. The child only needs 5,000 soldiers and horses to flatten their nest."

Shi Cun said, "The tricolor stone is really not to worry about, but Wei Wu is extremely vicious and cunning, and his martial arts skills are high. If he doesn't have a chance of winning this time, he will never be exposed in advance. You must not be careless."

Shi Dong saw that his father was worried about Wei Wuji's identity as a swordsman, and said, "The swordsman may not be invincible in the world. His father is already in the late stage of a swordsman. In addition to our three brothers and Diyang, the five swordsmen may not lose to him."

I was busy: "Add me six"

Shi Cundao was surprised and said, "Goro has also been promoted to the swordsman?"

I said, "Not yet, but anytime."

Shi Diyang took the pamphlet I gave him in the morning and said to Shi Cun, "This is the cultivation method written by the fifth brother. It's really going to break through the swordsman soon."

Shi Cundao looked at it carefully with both hands. His expression changed from joy to shock, and then to shock. Finally, he slapped the table heavily and said loudly, "God lives up to my historian. There is a genius like Goro!"

I laughed and said, "Grandpa, I'm flattered."

Shi Cundao returned the book to Stitchian. After receiving this excitement, the old man suddenly became proud and held his fist: "I have brought 1,000 elite soldiers from the camp to supplement the guard. You should be more careful when you go back. Now that this old man of more than 40 years has been found, "Let's fight with him!"

The old and young historian stood up together and said, "Yes!" Stitchang and other young people have not experienced any battle, and this encounter with the enemy can't help but be excited in the novelty and nervousness.

On the way back to the small courtyard, I saw that Shifu had been filled with heavily armed soldiers patrolling everywhere in twos and threes.

When I went back, the green calyx was standing at the door of the courtyard and looking out. He couldn't help asking me, "What's going on outside?"

I pulled her back into the room and said, "Grandpa's revenge is coming. Don't stay at home during this period."

Green calyx said, "Has the man finally come?"

I accidentally said, "Do you know that too?"

Green calyx said, "I grew up in the palace. Naturally, I know that every time there is a major festival, the old man has to strengthen his defense. Didn't the young master come to see you specially some time ago?"

I remember that time because I poked a hole in the sky with sword spirit, and Stitchian led people to patrol in a fuss. Now that for so many years, the Shifu has been shrouded in the shadow of Wei Wuji. To put it unpleasantly, it is like a frightened bird. This time, his appearance may not be a

After dinner, I have been staring at the wall. I'm waiting for Su Jing.

When I met an opponent at the level of Kensei, I was a little uncertain. Not to mention my convulsive sword spirit, I was not sure about the moves alone. The skills of the Sword God can help me win over the level and beat Stiwey, but Wei Wuji is a master who has been immersed in this all his life. If it People can't beat it.

But when you need someone, this person is often not with you. I looked at the wall for a long time, and Su Jing didn't mean to appear at all. The green calyx whispered, "What are you looking at?"

I came to my senses and said, "Oh, nothing. Let me ask you, are you afraid?"

The green calyx smiled and said, "What am I afraid of? Besides, the old man is the grand marshal. "Can anyone in the world really rush into the marshal's mansion to kill people?"

I hummed and said, "What have you seen?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, the handsome mansion is a copper wall and an iron wall. But after experiencing an assassination boat, I understand that the high-walled iron guard is simply a floating cloud in the eyes of a swordsman. The terrain of the palace is complex, which is very conducive to killers hiding. Unlike the assassination of my mother last time, we are The assassin.

After nightfall, the whole house was three steps, one guard, five steps and one sentry, and more overlapping. The sergeants patrolled, and the command echoed each other, and the palace was almost turned into a temporary barracks.

The green calyx said that he was not afraid, and his heart was also hairy. He took the bedding from the side room and laid the floor in the room where I slept. Finally, he barely spent the night. The next morning, the green calyx went to the dining room to bring me breakfast. The restaurant has always been a unified ration system for meals. In addition to special greetings for guests to eat or opening a small stove for the patient, three meals a day are taken from the dining room. Naturally, the treatment of meals varies according to different identities, so the people in each room At the door of the house, the flow is endless.

Today's breakfast is fried fruit kelp soup." There is also a small bowl of three fresh noodles, a few dishes of fresh vinegar and spicy pickles, and a piece of sesame cake. Shi Cundao obviously knows the importance of breakfast, which can be said to be very rich. After a night of digestion, my stomach was empty. I picked up the oil After kicking his foot away, Stitchang ran in and shouted, "Fifth brother, don't eat!"

I wondered, "What's wrong? Brother, if you haven't used it, let's do it together.

Stiyang came over and hit all the breakfast in front of me on the ground." He said loudly, "There is poison in the meal!"

I was shocked and said, "How did you know?"

Stiyang said with a gloomy face, "Several servants have eaten today's breakfast and were drugged."

"How did you get poisoned?"

Stiang clenched his fist and said, "This is the insidious place of the other party. I don't know whether the poison is in the water or in the face. Some people have nothing to eat." Some people foamed immediately after eating."

"This..." I looked at the dazzling breakfast on the ground and had to swallow the throat: "Forget it" I won't eat it either."

At this time, there were bodyguards knocking on the gongs and issuing warnings everywhere, asking everyone to gather the breakfast they received in the yard to destroy it. It was a matter of personal safety. People dare not believe it, so they had to come outside in groups to wait for the next instructions.

Stitch said to me, "Go patrol with your eldest brother. It's time for you to do something for the family."

I nodded and followed Stitchiant to the previous drill ground. I saw that people were pouring fresh food on the ground like mountains. Originally, it was an empty stomach in the morning, and I saw that the fried golden oil fruit could not be eaten, but no one dared to bet on their lives. I couldn't help but look sad.

Stiyang, with his back on his back, calmed his face and saw that all the mornings had been cleaned up. Then he asked his subordinates, "How many people are poisonous in total?"

The man said, "Go back to the young master, say something, and if there is another old mother, she will die."

Stiyang said with a pale face, "Go and find Lao Huang for me!"

Lao Huang is the head chef of the Shifu, that is, the director of the dining room. Up to now, he has been able to fight with the general manager of the Shifu. Naturally, he doesn't need to do anything in person. It's like he transferred from the front line to the administration. At this moment, he ran with sweat and k He pounded the garlic and said, "Young master, today's matter has nothing to do with me."

Stitch said angrily, "Get up and speak.

Lao Huang twisted his fat figure and got up from the ground, stood aside with his hands down, and repeatedly excused himself. Stiyang said impatiently, "Didn't you find anything unusual when cooking today?"

Lao Huang thought for a moment and said, "No."

"There are no suspicious people in the kitchen?"

Lao Huang said, "No."

"Are you sure?"

Lao Huang laughed and said, "I can't guarantee anything else, but there are so many people in the dining room who have been dealing with the little one for more than ten years. I won't admit my mistake."

Stitch can't ask why and said, "Why is someone poisoned?"

As soon as Lao Huang heard this, he quickly knelt down again and said sadly, "I really don't know this little one."

I walked out from behind Stitch and reminded him, "There is no expiration or other problem with the oil and noodles used this morning, right?"

Lao Huang said aggrievedly, "Look at what the fifth young master said, we have our own oil refinery in our house, which uses high-quality soybean oil. In front of the rice is the new rice noodles that have just been harvested this year."

I muttered, "It is neither gutter oil nor genetically modified. It seems that it can only be Wei Wuji who mixed the additives for us..."