Xuanxia

Chapter 402 Undercurrent
"Brother Yue, go to bed first. I'm going to go out and do something."

Late at night, after Fu Qingzhou and Yue Heng settled down in a nearby inn, Fu Qingzhou gave Yue Heng some instructions and left the inn.

He still has to do what he promised Gu Jinchen.

The capital city was very quiet late at night. Apart from the occasional sound of night watchmen in the distance and the footsteps of soldiers patrolling the streets, there was almost no sound.

Fu Qingzhou yawned and strolled on the street, his eyes scanning the shop signs one by one, looking for the three interlocking rings pattern of the Nebula Chamber of Commerce.

As he walked, his pace suddenly slowed down.

"Old man, do you feel it?"

He narrowed his eyes and asked in his mind: "There are many people lying in ambush ahead."

"You can feel it, but I can't?" The smoker laughed dryly, "But they don't seem to be coming for you."

"Um……"

Fu Qingzhou became alert, but did not stop and slowly walked closer.

These people gave him a very familiar feeling.

He is from Xiyu Pavilion.

Why would someone from Xiyu Pavilion be ambushing here? Could Wu Yan also be nearby?

It is indeed possible that he went to the capital to escape disaster, but why did he come here?
As he had to go to court today, Fu Qingzhou naturally did not bring any weapons. However, he was not panicked. Even if these guys were really mentally ill and wanted to deal with him because of Zhu Mei's matter, he was not afraid.

This is the capital city. If they can't beat him, can't he just run away? He is not afraid that these killers will dare to chase him on the street.

So he stretched lazily and stepped into the ambush of the killers.

In an instant, countless cold gazes were cast over him, and countless auras were locked onto him. It seemed that countless people might rush out from the shadows at any time.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou also noticed a shop in the center of the ambush circle.

It was a seemingly ordinary blacksmith shop with a three-ring pattern in the corner of the sign... It was a Nebula Chamber of Commerce business.

"Are these assassins from Xiyu Pavilion lying in ambush around the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce?"

He came to a conclusion in an instant: "Do they think Wu Yan will come to the Nebula Chamber of Commerce?"

Why is this? Could it be that Wu Yan would seek refuge with the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce?
Or……

"It seems that the killer Wu Yan is not rebelling entirely for women."

The Smoker said what Fu Qingzhou was thinking: "Hey, could it be that he got hold of some extremely important magic weapon or secret of Xiyu Pavilion?"

"That's a real possibility."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Who cares? What does it have to do with me?"

As he spoke, he had arrived at the door of the blacksmith shop and knocked.

The moment the door was knocked, the assassins lying in ambush around them all showed murderous intent, and even the temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.

Seeing their appearance, Fu Qingzhou's face turned cold.

He stopped knocking on the door, turned slowly, and scanned the shadows of the dark streets around him one by one.

None of the killers showed up, and it was impossible to tell where they were with the naked eye.

But Fu Qingzhou's gaze swept over their hiding places one by one.

"Don't go too far."

He said coldly: "I will do my job, and you guys do yours. If you continue to show me murderous intent, I will ensure that you will all be lying in the Mingjian Pavilion Prison in a few hours."

As he spoke, Fu Qingzhou shook his body slightly, revealing... the Mingjian Zhishi brand on his waist.

In an instant, the murderous aura of the surrounding killers all froze.

Then, like cautious octopus tentacles, they slowly, slowly retracted.

Fu Qingzhou sneered.

Li Jingzhe only said that he was not allowed to use the sign to bully others, but in this case, it should be no problem to use it to scare the killer.

The killers were finally scared away, and the door of the blacksmith shop slowly opened.

"Who?"

The person who opened the door was a burly, bearded man with sleepy eyes and an irritable look on his face.

Fu Qingzhou smiled, put the Mingjian Zhishi card on his waist back, and took out another card.

"This is my Nebula Order."

He showed the Nebula Order and said softly, "I have a letter that I need you to deliver for me... It needs to be urgent. It's urgent."

They must be in a hurry, otherwise if they were a little slower, the Lan family might have to deal with Gu Jinchen, and Yue Heng would also suffer. If Gu Jinchen was really killed by the Lan family, Fu Qingzhou would not feel sorry.

But Brother Yue is already unlucky enough... He beat the younger one and attracted the older one. This drama is really boring. Let's not play it anymore and settle the matter quickly.

"Oh... the White Guest."

The man still looked a little dissatisfied: "Why send a letter so late at night? Can't you wait until tomorrow?"

"I told you it's urgent." Fu Qingzhou tilted his head: "If you want to add money, just add money. Anyway, I want you to send the letter to me as quickly as possible."

……

Somewhere, in a large mansion.

The night was as dark as ink, and the deep house was looming under the moonlight.

Inside the courtyard, most of the houses have sunk into darkness, with only a few windows still emitting faint light. One can only vaguely make out the outline of the courtyard wall and the towering eaves. Beside the bluestone path, the occasional chirping of insects can be heard in the grass, adding to the silence of the night.

In the silent courtyard, a little maid was walking quickly.

She was wearing thin clothes, her eyes were sleepy, and there was a hint of anxiety on her face.

Soon, the little maid came to a study. Soft light shone through the crack of the door, as if the room was awake alone in the silent night.

She reached out and knocked gently on the door.

"Enter."

A graceful and calm voice came from the room.

The maid replied yes and opened the door.

In the study, warm yellow light shines on the exquisite furnishings, and the air is filled with the faint scent of ink and wood.

Sitting behind the small table was a woman, she was about forty years old, with a gentle face and a calm and composed look... Her clothes were simple but luxurious, and her every move revealed an unspoken majesty.

There were piles of papers around her, and she was holding a scroll in her hand, reading it carefully in the candlelight.

"what happened?"

Seeing the little maid enter the room, she put down the paper in her hand, raised her head and asked lightly.

"lady."

The maid walked over quickly and handed over a letter with both hands: "There is an urgent letter, sent by Xingyun Chamber of Commerce... I dare not delay."

"Ah."

The woman responded, reached out her hand to touch the letter, calmly opened it, and scanned the lines on the letter as her expression gradually became solemn.

After a while, she slowly put down the letter.

"Hongjun...is dead." She shook her head and said softly.

Hearing this, the little maid was shocked!
"Master Hongjun, dead, dead?!" she cried out in a lost voice.

"Well... it's a pity for that Qiyuan Pill." The woman sighed, "I thought he could survive this disaster, but now it seems that I still overestimated him... He can't even control his own servant, after all, he is still a useless person."

After saying that, she raised her hand and threw the letter out, which fell into the hands of the little maid.

The little maid took the letter, read it quickly, and her expression became very complicated.

"lady……"

She asked carefully: "So, what are you going to do?"

"This servant named Gu is quite interesting." The woman said leisurely, "He actually thought of reconciling the relationship between my Lan family and the Yuan family? He even thought of asking Fu Qingzhou to mediate..."

The maid frowned and said, "But Madam, there are still doubts about Master Hongjun's death. He had our Qiyuan Pill and you were behind him. It is impossible for him to commit suicide out of fear of crime. Gu Jinchen and Fu Qingzhou must have something to do with it!"

"Something's wrong, so what?"

The woman smiled slightly: "What our Lan family needs is talented people, not just protecting the useless people in the family. Otherwise, how can the family continue to this day?"

"Then?" The maid was startled. "Could it be that Madam, you are planning to let this matter go?"

"Ha ha……"

The woman still smiled, but her eyes sparkled: "Although they are smart, they didn't see one thing."

"This case involves the children of our Lan family. Shaozhong has been admitted to the Sword Academy, and there are also doubts about Hongjun's death. No matter how anxious the Four Judicial Departments are to make a decision, they will not make a decision without informing us."

"This...someone wants to take this opportunity to attack our family."

She looked solemn and said slowly, "Doesn't that servant named Gu want to reconcile the relationship between us and the Yuan family and fight for a future for himself? Then give him this opportunity and shift the attention of those people to him."

(End of this chapter)