Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 59 Zhao Wumian

In another branch of Canghua Tower in Taiyuan, Empress Canghua was standing on the building, with her hands behind her back, looking indifferently at the city gate... With her angle and vision, she could see clearly everything that happened on Luoxia Street.

Seeing Liu Yuezhi walking into the city covered in blood and seriously injured, she raised her eyebrows slightly... Didn't she see the thousand-mile horse? Was the horse really stolen?
At this moment, Qi He came hurriedly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Lady Canghua raised her hand slightly, "Do you know his information now?"

"Yes, we sent a girl to get close to Tian Wenjing. He especially likes older, mature women. After a while, he indulged in the gentleness of the gentle women and told the truth..." Qi He took a deep breath and said:

"During the party at Yehua Tower, Jiang Bai left in a hurry, and then the Ranger took a letter from a Snow Owl that appeared out of nowhere and left as well. Many people on the street saw him flying up in a hurry. Based on the direction, we investigated for a whole day yesterday and found traces of a fight on Shisong Street. We checked the title deed and found that the owner was Yan Jiu, and then, and then..."

Qi He stammered for a moment before she said in disbelief, "We found Jiang Bai's body."

Lady Canghua suddenly turned her head to look at Qihe, then narrowed her eyes and asked, "What's his name?"

"Zhao Wumian."

"Which sect?"

"I don't know. He said it was the Fengling Yueying Sect, but there is no such sect in the world. I guess he just said it casually."

Empress Canghua was silent for a while, then looked back at the miserable scene on Luoxia Street, remained silent for a long time again, and then she burst out laughing, unable to control herself, and her body shook.

"Yan Jiu was defeated in Hequ in order to capture Luo Chaoyan. The person who defeated him is unknown and only knew how to use the Yuehua Sword. However, Yan Jiu's stomach was pierced with a hole, which is not something that a narrow sword can do..."

Lady Canghua murmured in a low voice, "Yan Jiu has a Snow Owl. He used the Snow Owl to help me find someone, so I gave him a Canghua Order. I have seen that Snow Owl. It is fat and plump, but very spiritual. It is also a rare treasure..."

Qihe tilted his head, blinked, and looked confused.

"Zhao Wumian robbed Prince Jin of his jade pendant, killed Prince Jin's men, and now wants to rob Prince Jin of his horse. What kind of deep hatred is this?" Lady Canghua whispered to herself, and then she stopped laughing after a while. She was silent for a long time, and then she looked at Qi He, very seriously, and said:
"This matter cannot be concealed, and Liu Yuezhi has suffered a great loss, so he will definitely come to us for an explanation. He is a smart man, and he can certainly think of what I can think of. What the King of Jin fears most right now is that the world will know that he wants to kill the legitimate princess and become the emperor..." Lady Canghua hesitated for a moment, and then continued:
"Zhao Wumian is also afraid that his true identity will be known, so we took the initiative to spread the news that he stole the three thousand-mile horses from the King of Jin and publicized it widely. But remember, we must prove that he is a traitor who defected from our Huanzhen Pavilion to deceive people... and this kind of deception is something that King Jin, Zhao Wumian, and I are all happy to see."

"Ah? Why?" Qi He looked puzzled. She began to not understand what the Empress was saying.

"He is most likely the mysterious man who escorted the princess, and he doesn't want anyone to know his identity. The King of Jin also doesn't want anyone to know that the princess is his enemy. I need Zhao Wumian to help me eliminate Benwotang, and I also need..."

Lady Canghua paused, then said to herself: "The time has come to pay our tribute. The headmaster of Wugong Mountain saved Emperor Jingzheng's life and then became the state religion. So why can't my Canghua Tower do the same...

... Zhao Wumian, oh Zhao Wumian, I thought you were just a precious jade of mine, but I never thought that you were actually my 'imperial seal'... Your misfortune diversion is now as much a blessing as the dew from heaven to me..."

Although Zhao Wumian stole the horse from Prince Jin, it would be best if he did not reveal his identity as the 'Dragon Protector'. Otherwise, there would be more people chasing him than just Prince Jin and the bounty hunter.

In order to inherit the throne legitimately, the King of Jin did not want anyone to know that Luo Chaoyan had broken off relations with him. As long as it was proven that Zhao Wumian was a traitor to Huanzhen Pavilion, the robbery of the thousand-mile horse would only be a face-saving issue of "a man from the underworld provoking the king of the vassal state" rather than a political issue.

Lady Canghua's move helped Prince Jin and Zhao Wumian as well. Her approach was very flexible. On the one hand, she could help Prince Jin capture Zhao Wumian, and on the other hand, she could pretend to be friendly and secretly contact Zhao Wumian to show her goodwill.

However, after seeing Zhao Wumian's courage in snatching the horse in public, Empress Canghua actually leaned more towards the "Empress Faction" in her heart. But it was too early to discuss whether she should gamble the fate of Canghua Tower on Zhao Wumian. After all, Empress Canghua had never had any contact with Zhao Wumian.

That's why Lady Canghua followed Zhao Wumian's previous attempt to divert the blame and confirmed Zhao Wumian's identity as a traitor to Huanzhen Pavilion. This was completely in the interests of Zhao Wumian, Prince Jin, and Lady Canghua. It was the so-called killing three birds with one stone.

The dusk passed quickly and night fell in the blink of an eye.

Wujiu Temple was brightly lit and bustling with people, countless of whom came to burn incense and worship Buddha. The tragedy in Luoxia Street had no impact on this place at all, and one could only learn a little from the conversations of passers-by.

A luxurious carriage parked at the corner of the street attracted the attention of passers-by, but no one paid too much attention to it.

Luo Xiangzhu sat in the carriage, holding a small heater in her arms, with a worried look on her face, and from time to time she would lift the curtain to take a look outside... She waited from dusk till nightfall, but she didn't see Mu Lier bringing Zhao Wumian back. Seeing that it was already nightfall, she could only sigh lightly, put on a pure white fox fur cloak, wrapped herself tightly, and then holding the small heater in one hand, she got off the carriage with the help of her personal female guard.

In the light snow, a beautiful woman with delicate face and gentle temperament walked slowly towards Wujiu Temple. Passersby on the road looked at her, with amazement in their eyes.

There were many people queuing up to burn incense. Luo Xiangzhu did not seek special treatment because she was the daughter of a vassal king. She lined up slowly. When it was her turn, she took out the note she had prepared in advance and asked her personal female guard to pass it to the host next to her.

The host was an old monk. When he saw the content, his expression changed slightly, and then he asked the young monk next to him to lead the way for Luo Xiangzhu.

After a while, the young monk brought Luo Xiangzhu to a remote corner, bowed, and left.

And here there was a nun with delicate face but young, only twelve or thirteen years old, waiting with hair.

There was a big locust tree next to her, and two black horses were tied to the tree, eating grass.

The little nun stood with her hands behind her back, kicking the stones on the roadside out of boredom.

Seeing Luo Xiangzhu, her eyes lit up slightly. She trotted over and gave a half-hand salute, then asked curiously, "Are you Wang Changzhi?"

Luo Xiangzhu looked a little strange and nodded slightly.

"This is what my senior sister asked me to give to you~" the little nun took out a letter from her bosom and said crisply.

It was winter, and the little nun had obviously been waiting here for a long time, with her fingertips frozen red.

Luo Xiangzhu handed her the small heater and smiled softly before taking the letter. The little nun was slightly startled, then she hugged the heater and smiled.

Luo Xiangzhu felt a little depressed when she didn't see the porcelain bottle that looked like the 'antidote'. After she opened the envelope, she found a 'pill' inside.

She was stunned for a moment, holding the "pill" in her hand, and nervously spread out the letter, only to see what was written on it:
[Deep winter snowflakes, biting cold wind, the night of Wujiu Temple, and the frightened Miss Luo, good evening. ]

Luo Xiangzhu chuckled, and her nervous mood suddenly disappeared with these words, but she saw Zhao Wumian continue to write:

[I lied to you about the poison. What I fed you that day were just candy beans I picked up from the snack plate at the restaurant.]

Luo Xiangzhu blinked her eyes, and then her cheeks puffed up. He actually lied to her? Zhao Wumian had lied to her twice. She was completely taken advantage of!
[I put another candy bean in the envelope. It was from another restaurant... The snacks here are healthy, but to be honest, they don't taste that good. But in case you open the envelope and see that there is no antidote and feel hopeless, I still put a candy bean in it. You can eat it if you want, or throw it away if you want.]

Luo Xiangzhu thought that Zhao Wumian was quite attentive and continued reading.

[When I wrote this letter, I was still alive, but when you receive this letter, I may have been beheaded. ]

Luo Xiangzhu raised her hand to tuck the hair around her ears, and stretched out the paper with her fingers.

[Although you must be disgusted with me after this incident, to be honest, you helped me a lot, and if you look deeper, there is actually a little bit of relationship between us... so I am very grateful to you.]

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned. Relationship? What is my relationship with you?
I wanted to hear Zhao Wumian’s explanation, but the letter ended here... very briefly.

Luo Xiangzhu was somewhat disappointed, but she was thinking, she felt that Zhao Wumian should not be a vicious and mentally abnormal criminal, so why would he be an enemy of his sixth uncle?

Is he still alive?
So what is the relationship between the two?

Who is he?
Although Luo Xiangzhu got the 'antidote', he was still full of sorrow and felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart.

She didn't understand what this feeling was, so she could only leave Wujiu Temple with a lot of thoughts in her mind. When she stepped into the carriage with the help of the female guard, she heard a pair of idle men passing by chatting:
"The prince's horse was originally pulled out for a few laps for the Heroes' Gathering to show off, but I didn't expect it to be snatched away in front of everyone!"

"In full view?"

"Of course, it was on Luoxia Street. Many people saw it at the time. If you go there now, you can still see the bloodstains and broken walls that have not been cleaned up."

"That's impossible... Where are the masters in the palace?"

"Oh, not to mention the masters of the palace, even Gui Kui was reportedly seriously injured and covered in blood. I heard that he was almost cut in half by that man on the spot."

"Hiss~ This boy is so terrifying! What sect or school does he belong to? He dares to provoke the prince, is he going to die?"

"He came here specifically for the prince. He was the one who caused so much commotion in Wujiang Hall a few days ago!"

"The one who robbed Bibo?"

"Yes, I heard that he was a traitor to Huanzhen Pavilion. Both Queen Canghua and the prince have offered a reward for him."

"really?"

"Hey, I guarantee you that within a month, this boy's name will spread all over the country. Storytellers now no longer talk about Guan Yunshu from Xiao Xitian, but about him instead. I also heard a few words. It was said that after defeating Gui Kui, this boy also chanted a little poem, the so-called 'Five-colored horses, furs worth thousands of gold, call my son to go out and exchange them for good wine~'. I heard that he chanted this line because he knew Gui Kui and drank a glass of wine with him. Wow, there are a lot of things to dig deep into this."

"He has a sense of martial arts right away, and he is quite literary. Could he be a descendant of an aristocratic family? What's his name?"

"Zhao Wumian."

Luo Xiangzhu paused as she stepped onto the carriage.

The female guard tilted her face and asked, "Miss?"

After listening to the footsteps and chatter of the two idlers gradually fading away, Luo Xiangzhu shook his head gently and stepped into the warm carriage.

The female guard lifted the curtain and asked, "Are you going back to the palace?"

Luo Xiangzhu nodded slightly. Her mood was no longer as sad as when she just left the temple, but she still didn't know what words to use to describe her mood.

Happy? Sad? Confused? Regretful? None of them. She couldn't tell.

She opened the curtains and glanced outside the carriage, only to find that although the streets were covered with snow, the heavy snow that had been falling for several days had stopped at some point.

The moon has risen at this moment.

Luo Xiangzhu looked at the full moon hanging in the sky in silence for a long time, then retracted his gaze and took out the letter from his arms. He stared at it for a while, then took out the pen he carried with him and wrote at the end of the letter, where he would sign his name:
【Zhao Wumian】

Volume One, Night Snow Chapter, End.

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