Volume 11 Seven Weapons: The Farewell Hook Chapter 307 Three People
Pale face, snow-white clothes, and indifferent eyes.
Di Qinglin came as expected.
It turns out that Zhao Zheng's reliance lies here.
Although he was standing outside the door and watching from a distance, Su Weiyun still saw him at a glance.
He is really a person that people cannot ignore.
"It turned out to be the young marquis!"
As Su Weiyun and Di Qinglin made eye contact, the constables standing at the door made way and saluted to greet Di Qinglin outside.
"Meet the young marquis!"
Di Qinglin said coldly: "No need to be polite."
Su Weiyun held the sword with his left hand, walked out of the door step by step, and asked, "Young Marquis Di has come from afar, is he also here to capture the criminal?"
The detectives did not attack Su Weiyun. This was naturally the intention of the head constable Yang Zheng, but they were also out of fear.
Those who frightened "Quick Knife" Fang Chengdu so much that he dared not use his knife, even if they did, it would only cause a few more innocent souls.
Di Qinglin asked, "Oh? Is there a prisoner here?"
Su Weiyun said, "Captain Zhao just accused me of stealing 1.8 million taels of silver. This is a crime that I cannot justify even if I die. Am I not considered a criminal?"
Di Qinglin said calmly: "Since he said so, why didn't he arrest you?"
Su Weiyun laughed and said, "He said a few words to us and then fell asleep. I guess he went to ask Duke Zhou how to find the silver for the darts."
Di Qinglin said: "Asking Zhou Gong for advice is also a way to handle cases. Dreams themselves can tell people many overlooked details."
Su Weiyun said: "Does the young marquis also think this method is good? Then please sleep here too."
Di Qinglin really yawned and said, "I am indeed a little sleepy. I should go back to sleep."
Su Weiyun said, "Young Marquis, you want to leave? Why don't you capture me and take me with you?"
Di Qinglin said, "I don't know what crime you have committed. Even if I knew, it is not my job to arrest criminals. Why should I interfere?"
After he said this, he slowly walked away, leaving behind a group of staring constables and a desperate Fang Cheng.
Su Weiyun smiled from afar and said, "Young Marquis, since you are not sure of defeating me this time, you can still make a move next time without losing the chance!"
Di Qinglin paused for a moment, but did not stop. He went downstairs and got into a large carriage decorated with jewels. The coachman shouted and the carriage drove away quickly.
The rain was falling hazily , and the passing carriages splashed up mud and water.
The carriages and horses hurried by and disappeared from the street in a blink of an eye.
As soon as Di Qinglin left, Su Weiyun also left.
He already understood that this was probably a trap set up by Di Qinglin specifically for him, wanting to test his swordsmanship with the men from the Six Gates.
Unfortunately, Zhao Zheng and Wang Zhenfei were both unconscious and could not help him anymore.
It was completely dark and there were no lights on the streets.
The small town seemed to have suddenly fallen into a silent gloom.
When Di Qinglin left, no one dared to stop him.
When Su Weiyun left, no one dared to stop her.
…
Marquis' Mansion.
Sisi lay on the bed, her face flushed red, and she felt exhausted all over.
This time, Di Qinglin was much more forceful towards her than ever before.
Di Qinglin remained silent and indifferent. He was always like this after every session.
Sisi snuggled up to him and asked, "Did you go to see that person named Su Weiyun again?"
Di Qinglin glanced at her.
Sisi knew that she guessed right.
She added: "You didn't kill him?"
Di Qinglin said: "There is no need for me to do anything, he will already be wanted by the Six Gates."
Sisi asked, "What crime did he commit?"
Di Qinglin said: "He robbed the imperial court of 1.8 million taels of official silver used for disaster relief."
Sisi sighed, "This is a lot of sins. But I seem to have heard that 900 dan of rice were newly transported into the mansion?"
Di Qinglin frowned and asked, "How did you know?"
Sisi smiled and said, "Women always have different observation skills. I also guess that the rice must not be real rice. I have never seen anyone carry grain like they are carrying silver."
Di Qinglin suddenly smiled at her gently and praised her: "You are so smart. That is silver."
Sisi asked, "That shouldn't be 1.8 million taels of silver, right?"
Di Qinglin laughed again: "You guessed it right again, you are really my little cutie!"
"Hehehe." Sisi laughed happily.
She finally knew Di Qinglin's real big secret.
Di Qinglin really couldn't leave her behind anymore.
Di Qinglin gently stroked her hair.
From her hair to her cheeks, from her cheeks to her mouth, and finally from her mouth to her swan-like white and tender neck.
Sisi closed her eyes in ecstasy.
However, Di Qinglin's hand did not continue to caress her as she expected, but stayed on her neck.
Then apply force slowly, and then apply force again.
Sisi suddenly felt a little breathless.
She opened her eyes in panic and saw a hideous, horrible, indescribable face.
Di Qinglin's usual handsomeness and charm were completely gone, leaving only a pair of evil claws!
"you……"
She found that no sound came out of her mouth.
Many women always want to find out men’s secrets, thinking that after knowing his secrets, they can control him.
However, they don’t know that in a relationship, men hate being controlled by women the most, and women who want to control men often pay a heavy price.
Sisi has already paid her price.
…
The rain is still falling.
Yang Zheng came to a brothel.
He didn't come here for prostitution; he was always very strict with himself.
He came to meet a woman he had loved since his youth—Lv Suwen.
Lu Suwen is no longer a girl and no longer receives customers. She is the eldest sister, the eldest sister in the brothel.
She has always been very kind to her sisters, and they are willing to respect her. She has been worried about one thing recently - her most beautiful sister, Sisi, has left with Di Qinglin, the "most romantic marquis".
She knew that Di Qinglin must just want to play with Sisi, and Sisi always naively thought that she could tie Di Qinglin down.
Having been in the world for many years, she understood clearly that if a woman had such thoughts, it would be very dangerous.
"You seem to be worried?"
"You seem to be worried too?"
Both of them noticed that the other seemed to be in a bad mood.
Lu Suwen said, "Sisi has been gone for a long time with Young Marquis Di and has not returned yet."
Yang Zheng asked: "Are you worried about her?"
Lu Suwen said, "Well, Young Marquis Di is not a good man to be entrusted with for life, and Sisi thinks she is a little smart."
Yang Zheng sighed and said, "I saw him today."
Lu Suwen's expression changed, and he asked, "Have you seen Sisi?"
Yang Zheng said: "No."
There was even more melancholy between Lu Suwen's brows. He sighed deeply but said no more.
After a long silence.
Yang Zhengcai said: "There is another big case recently."
Lu Suwen moved her lips. Of course, she wanted to ask what the case was, how many people were involved, and whether Yang Zheng would be in danger.
But she didn't ask anything, just said: "Go ahead."
Yang Zheng looked at her carefully and said gently, "I will definitely come back."
Lu Suwen's heart trembled again.
She knew that what Yang Zheng meant by saying this was that he was not sure he could come back.
…
God's will is as sharp as a knife.
Under the vast sky, the dusk was deeply oppressive and the rain was gradually subsiding.
An old man was sitting at the door, sharpening a knife.
He was a famous knife sharpener in the neighborhood. He was very careful in sharpening swords and knives. Many rusty swords and knives immediately changed their appearance and looked like new once they passed through his hands.
He was sharpening the knife in the rain, and every time he pushed the knife, countless small raindrops would splash.
He hid under the eaves, and didn't care at all when the wind blew tiny raindrops in.
A heroic young man with a sword nearby asked, "Master, why do you sharpen your sword when it's raining? Wouldn't that be counterproductive?"
The old man said: "The murderous aura in the city is getting stronger and stronger. A good sword can only be formed by relying on this murderous aura."
The boy nodded thoughtfully.
A voice came from the side: "Great, I didn't expect that there are masters living in seclusion in this small town!"
The old man suddenly raised his head, his cloudy eyes suddenly became bright, and he slowly sighed: "A useless person, not worth mentioning."
Before he could ask who the person was, the young man stared at the swordsman in the rain and shouted, "Brother Su? It's you, Brother Su!"
Su Weiyun was slightly stunned and looked at the young man. He never expected that the young man was Gao Jianfei, whom he had not seen for a long time!
Gao Jianfei was surprised and said, "Brother Su, why are you here? It's raining outside, come here quickly!"
Su Weiyun walked under the eaves and watched the old man sharpening the knife. Outside the eaves, the wind and rain were blowing.
"This is my uncle , this is Brother Su Weiyun, uncle, I mentioned him to you."
Gao Jianfei gave an introduction.
And Su Weiyun also understood the identity of this old man.
Gao Jianfei is the son of Xiao Leixue, and Xiao Leixue's father is Master Xiao, a famous sword master.
Master Xiao has three disciples. The eldest disciple learned his sword-fighting skills and traveled all over the world, looking for sharp weapons.
Master Xiao's second disciple Shao Kongzi learned his sword-making skills and later became a great sword-making master. It is said that Mr. Lan also asked him to forge a sword, but it was ultimately unsuccessful.
Master Xiao's third disciple is Gao Jianfei's master, who is also a top swordsman. However, he is indifferent to fame and fortune, and he retired to the mountains early and never came out again.
Shao Kongzi is dead, and Gao Jianfei said that the old man in front of him is his uncle, so he is obviously the eldest disciple of Master Xiao who travels around the world and judges the fortunes of swordsmen.
Su Weiyun said: "So you are Master Xiao's disciple, what is your title?"
The old man said, "I am a useless person, not very famous."
Su Weiyun asked, "I heard that you are proficient in sword-appraising and sword-sharpening techniques?"
The old man said, “I know a thing or two.”
Su Weiyun slowly untied the Xiaoxiang sword from his waist, handed it to the old man solemnly, and said, "Venerable, can you sharpen this sword for me?"
The old man suddenly said: "This sword does not need to be sharpened."
Su Weiyun asked: "Why is that?"
The old man said, "Since you have no killing intent, why do you need to draw your sword?"
Su Weiyun said: "I have no intention of killing, but if someone wants to kill me, I have to be on guard!"
Gao Jianfei rushed to ask: "Who wants to kill you?"
Su Weiyun smiled but did not answer.
At this time, the old man had put down the machete in his hand, took the green Xiaoxiang sword, and placed it in front of him to examine it carefully.
"This sword is..."
The old man only said three words and suddenly closed his eyes and began to think.
