This winter, I am really worried about living in the capital.

There is no marshal in the country, and the disasters are on the rise and fall. Through the condensed winter snow, you can smell a killing spirit. Moreover, there is no General Shu in the capital to protect you, so you always feel that something is going to happen.

The whispers were silent, and the emperor was really uneasy in the ban. He could never see the marshal in the court. Every day, he felt like he was sitting in the house where the beams were pulled, which was so worried.

As the end of the year approaches, bandits and thieves are emerging one after another. It is true that there is a wild black tiger like Xu Da who is conquering the big market, but this rough and treacherous one cannot cover the details.

So during this period, the black tiger had a particularly irritable temper. No matter where he poked his whole body, he was like a fire/medicine barrel, and was so scared that he was frightened from all directions.

Last night, a thief was killed in the mansion of Shangwen and a priceless ancient painting was lost. It is said that it was given by the late emperor.

"A little thief is a little bit big and he is also a bit elegant. If you don't have money, why should you steal the painting? His mother, the late emperor gave you as a erotic palace!" When Xu Da heard about this this morning, he exploded on the spot.

The auxiliary general next to him did not dare to show his energy, so he could only wait tremblingly for the black tiger to curse for the rest of his life.

The matter of investigating the case and collecting debts is not something Xu Da can do. At most, he can only beat him up with a certain degree when the little thief hit a comet and fell into the prison and fell back in his hands.

Xu Da's head exploded, and Situ Cheng also exploded the entire Ministry of Justice.

I thought I had finally gotten rid of the chaos in the Western Regions of Guixing. I could at least have a little steadily celebrate the New Year, but I didn’t expect that this year, I was afraid that some unsightly comets gathered together to hit the Emperor Star Emperor’s Statue, and they could not get rid of bad luck and rushed to the people and the people!

After one wave of ups and downs, it is impossible to summarize the chaos in Kyoto this year. This is simply a group of demons dancing and scattered.

In the past month or two, thefts in the capital have never stopped. Without exception, the stolen families are noble families. The most expensive pearls and jades are thrown away, and the most precious treasures are the most precious. Every piece of treasure is a big problem. In just one month, the Shangshu's desk has piled up like mountains. If he studied the methods of committing the crimes carefully, the degree of exquisiteness was all done by one person.

This person is very good at sneaking, without any trace of going in and out, without any trace of coming and going, and without any knowledge, he can walk away the precious things from the heavily guarded high-walled courtyard without knowing it.

Perhaps such a drip of water is really boring for the thriller in the world, so this person kindly left a note for the owner after each success - the sky is far away, the lonely dust is near, the moon is rare, and the stars are hard to pick, but when is the best time to be in the ban?

There were more than ten cases in the past and after, and just this sentence was said. The imperial guards were so scared that they were not possessed for more than a month. They didn't dare to blink their eyes every night, but they didn't see this bold thief coming to the palace to steal.

So everyone gradually relaxed again and thought this guy was bragging.

Then half a month ago, the palace was really stolen - the emperor's favorite celadon tea cup was touched, which scared the little emperor for several days and couldn't sleep.

Today, the case of Shang Wenhou came again. Situ Cheng was discouraged and vaguely felt that this year was not going well.

So he became indifferent.

"Sir, the evidence on the scene has been retrieved."

"oh."

"It's still a note."

"oh."

Although it has become accustomed to it, the minister still handed the note to Situ Cheng’s table in a scrupulous manner.

Originally, Lord Shangshu didn't intend to look at him, but he still couldn't help but glanced at him.

This glance made her look stunned.

Situ Cheng suddenly felt as if he was in a spirit, and pulled the note that he had originally been careless and tasted it.

"The sky is far away, the lonely dust is near, the moon is rare, and the stars are hard to pick. The best time is here, and the moon is brighter than the Mid-Autumn Festival." Situ Cheng thought it out.

"Unlike those previous notes."

Situ Cheng frowned slightly, put down the note, crossed his fingers, gently held his chin, and thought for a while.

Today, the first day of the moon is still there, and the new moon is the same as the middle of the month, so the thief wants to tell them that he is going to steal the palace in the middle of this month?

"grown ups?"

Situ Cheng came to his senses a little, but glanced at him, and stood up, "I'll go to the Prime Minister's Mansion, don't make any noise about this for the time being."

——

A thief caused a stir in the capital. Xu Da was alone in the market and had long stopped the front and left behind. At least three or five times a day, he rushed into the gate of the General's Mansion like a headless fly. After only a quarter of an hour, another gust of wind slipped away.

Even if you are in a state of emergency, you can seek medical treatment indiscriminately, but this is the death of a doctor who is terminally ill...

Now sitting in the general's mansion is Baili Yun, a big idle man with no fingers in his five fingers, who is stuck in the mansion, and he doesn't know anything after asking or not, and he doesn't have the time to pay attention to anything. He is like cultivating an immortal, and he is asking for a proof. If Xu Da hadn't been able to get out of his spare time recently, the general's mansion would have been demolished long ago.

It would be fine if Baili Yun was idle himself, but his two subordinates were almost lying on the couch, and the other was almost becoming a shrew who was scolding.

But he was content with his leisurely feeling. Today, he was zipping Shu Ling's urgent letter from the Western Regions, reading leisurely. If the paper was not really thin, his dull appearance could probably reflect a bit of seriousness in studying academic research.

But it can be seen that Shu Ling is really anxious.

And it seems that he forgot the explanation given to him before leaving - if someone is broken, don't put the marshal's heart into it, otherwise the marshal will not have the leisure to collect someone's body.

However, judging from the meaning of this letter, the Marshal's treasure is probably in danger...

"Bailiyun!" Gui Wu called Bailiyun calmly during this period.

Baili Yunlan's eyelids looked at his eyelids without any energy and found that the desk of Jun Han was placed very well, and he could easily see the situation of the entire room at a glance.

Gui Wu's face was as dark as the turbid clouds in the sky that had been woven for nearly half a month, and could almost twist out water.

"Did you do it?" Gui Wuyi came in and held his hands to ask for punishment. Even the dead pig Rubaili Yun couldn't help but be confused by his question.

"What?" Baili Yun covered his face with clouds, pretending to be really innocent.

Gui Wuyi lifted his robe and sat opposite the desk, "During this time, there was a thief in the capital with a dragon head but no tail - what are you thinking about?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Baili Yun fell back to his eyes and continued to read the urgent letter of help in a boring manner.

"It's not what you did?"

“Do I look idle?”

"..." Gui Wuyi's suffocation fire broke through his internal organs, but he didn't catch a single snail and spit out. "I see that man's boredom is really comparable to that of the head master."

"Didn't you just steal a few guys of a bit class? You still don't see your head and your tail - this kind of thing is equal to me?"

Gui Wu was really angry by Baili Yun, so Huo was very harmonious and said earnestly: "The situation in the capital is not good now, and the Pavilion Master is far away. You can calm down and don't cause any trouble."

Baili Yun put down the letter and swallowed it slowly for countless shots, saying, "That guy Shu Ling has encountered something in the West. There is not enough staff there. You send a letter to the pavilion and ask them to send more people to take Yi Chen back before he chases the boy."

Gui Wu's face turned pale when he said this, "Young Master is gone?"

Baili Yun took a sip of tea casually, pretended to be elegant, and then spoke back to his original form: "It's almost done. I've been missing for several days and I've been working even though I'm not dead. If I'm lucky, I might be still surviving."

"..." Gui Wugou drooped his head - he was wrong, so he shouldn't have taken half of the word that Baili Yun was spitting out of his mouth seriously!

Baili Yun put down the teacup, and a serious look appeared in Ze Qian's eyes, and he spoke seriously: "That little thief stole the treasures of about twenty households in the capital. These things are valuable and cannot be sold in ordinary places. The pawn shop with a plaque does not have the courage to do so."

"Sir Shangshu has already investigated such things, and those objects have not taken action."

"This person can easily find out so many government residences and their heirlooms, so he should have been in the capital for a long time."

"The Ministry of Justice of the Central Beijing Household Registration has already made a survey, and there are no clues, including this year's inn vendors."

"That's basically what it means is that this person is not in the market."

Gui Wu paused, "You mean, people in the court?"

"I guess."

"The people in the court have their own salary and high titles. Even if they lack money, they don't need to use this method, right?"

Baili Yun curled his lips lightly, "The only thing that can seduce sword envoy in this capital is not only fame, wealth and power. Have you forgotten that during this period, everyone is thinking about what's going on?"

Gui Wu thought for a while, "You mean, this matter is related to Guixing?"

Even in a similar time, this kind of thing seems to be a fight between eight poles.

"The marshal is gone, and the city is in chaos immediately - that guy is a tough guy after all. No one says he is dead and the coffin is not yet covered. He dares to make trouble at the foot of the emperor so blatantly. Is ordinary little guy not so courageous, right?"

No matter what, there must be a process for a situation to be confused. Although there is no marshal now, His Majesty is still there on the dragon throne, and the Prime Minister in the court is still safe, and there are no long-term troubles outside the Great Li. Everything is still on the right path, so how can it be suddenly in chaos?

"A crazy thief who claims to be brave and vain in trying to pick stars and win the moon only dares to harm the capital without the marshal's charge. What kind of challenge is this level?"

“…”

Who are you a marshal? Are you the one who dares to challenge anyone?

"Although this is a bit perpetuating, but..." He paused deliberately, and adjusted Gui Wu's full-body curiosity just right.

Then the topic suddenly changed: "In the letter, remember to let the pavilion open all the transmission arrays, the shorter the time, the better."

“…”

Before Gui Wu spoke and blew the blood, Baili Yun recovered the topic without any danger: "The note left by this little thief kept threatening that he would enter the palace siege, but after struggling for the past two months, he only touched a cup."

"That cup is something that Your Majesty can't let go!"

"How capable are you to be an emperor? It's just a little bit of a big name."

...How did this guy have this bad mouth for decades, but his neck is still so intact?

"This guy just wants to attract others' attention and relax. If it's a challenge and a passionate person, isn't this kind of style too gentle?"

Finally, there was a human saying that made Gui Wu realize it and suddenly realize it.

"If his actions were diverting their sight, what was their real purpose?"

"It's not easy to save people," Baili Yun admitted his timidity in a strong tone, took a sip of tea, and then continued: "Even if the culprit is in front of him, others may not be able to guess his true intentions, let alone we are just guessing for no reason."

“…Then the ones you just said…”

"It's also a well-founded guess."
To be continued...