In the middle of the night, the door was opened by Room B next door. Someone gently stepped out of the door on the wooden floor in the corridor and went downstairs.

Xiaoman was awakened while sitting on the small chair. She opened her eyes in a daze, but saw the dark cloud lying next to Zhang Xia's pillow and fell asleep with her hands in her arms.

Xiaoman was angry. No matter how she pleased Wuyun along the way, Wuyun refused to approach her heartlessly. Now she was willing to sleep next to Miss Zhang Er, which was so heartless.

She looked up.

Chen Ji was still standing in the same place and staring out the window, holding the whale knife in his arms, and his waist and back were straightened.

Xiaoman thought to himself, if the young master put on the silver armor and white cloak of the Yulin Army and the white pheasant tail on his helmet, he would definitely look more majestic than those Yulin Army, right?

But is this still the concubine son of the Chen family whom he remembered, who was scolded by Liang and Wang Gui, and then bowed his head and did not dare to speak?

Xiaoman's eyes turned around, stood up quietly, and carried the hem of his clothes to Chen Ji and spoke in a test: "Young Master..."

Chen Ji suddenly interrupted: "Xiaoman, thank you."

Xiaoman's eyes widened: Well?! Why did the young master suddenly say thank you? Could it be that he had driven Taotie to vent his anger before, and the young master found out?

When did the young master know? Did he see him when he made seals? Or did he eat too much and arouse suspicion?

Chen Ji said calmly without turning his head, "Along the way, you don't complain about hardship or fatigue. No matter who you face, no matter what your identity is, you will stand in front of me to protect me. Thank you."

Xiaoman felt a huge rock fell to the ground and suddenly felt relieved. It turned out that this was what the young master meant.

She said, "Young Master, don't be polite. I am your maid. I should do this..."

Chen Ji said again: "Xiaoman, don't worry about your identity."

Xiaoman felt panicked.

identity?

Does the young master know his identity in the "lantern"? Was he heard his conversation with Su Zhou? Or did he accidentally talk to him in a sleep?

Chen Ji comforted her warmly: "When I arrive in the capital, I will ask my wife to get your body contract back. At that time, you want to leave or stay, it depends on your own intention. If you want to leave, I will give you a dowry. If you want to stay, I will give you a monthly silver."

Xiaoman's mood seemed to be ups and downs between the clouds and the earth, and his heart was pounding.

But when she heard that she could get her body contract back, she still couldn't help but feel joy: "Young master must keep your word. You said you should return it to me. Don't regret it."

Chen Ji nodded and whispered: "Go back and rest, I'll continue to stare."

"oh."

Xiaoman returned to the small chair in a daze, and waited until his butt was next to the chair before he remembered that he was going to test the young master?!

She looked at Chen Ji's figure suspiciously, and the more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became!

Oh! When did the young master become so cunning?... He must have been led by Zhang Zheng!

Thinking of this, she secretly stretched out her legs and kicked Zhang Zheng who was asleep not far away, but Zhang Zheng didn't even open his eyes, and just turned over and continued to fall asleep.

Xiaoman muttered: "I slept so hard that I didn't know if I was killed!"

At this time, Chen Ji's eyes stared at the stable through the crack in the window. He wanted to see if the fat man who had entered the stable would come out, but after waiting for more than an hour, he still couldn't see the other person.

Did you quietly leave the secret passage of Guyuan Military Town and beneath this stable? Where did the next guest go out in the middle of the night? Should he also leave Guyuan City?

But Chen Ji waited until dawn and never saw anyone entering and leaving the stable again. It was not until the crow of roosters that a man from the inn went to feed the horses with the grass.

He looked at him again and saw that the torches and braziers on the city walls in the distance had been extinguished.

Fortunately, Jing Chaotiance's army did not come.

Chen Ji thought for a moment, handed the whale knife to Xiaoman, turned around and walked out the door: "Guard the house."

Xiaoman sat on the chair, turned around and looked at Chen Ji's back. When the door closed again, she quietly untied the cloth strip on the whale knife and pulled out a foot of the blade.

The blade was so bright that it could be seen. Xiaoman could clearly see her face on the blade. She had never seen such a good knife before, even with her aunt.

Xiaoman thought for a moment, stroked his hair at the blade, and then put the knife into the sheath as if nothing had happened.

Chen Ji walked down the stairs lightly. In the main hall on the first floor of the inn, three servants were placing the tables and chairs.

When the guys saw him coming down, they stopped their work and bowed, "Your guest is lucky."

Chen Ji nodded and walked to the backyard on his own. The shopkeeper winked at Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu limped behind Chen Ji.

"Customer, do you have any instructions?" Xiao Wu asked with a smile.

Chen Ji smiled and said, "I'll go comb the horse's hair."

Xiaowu hurriedly said, "Celebrity, should you do this kind of dirty and tiring work? The stables are pickled and tastes very big."

Chen Ji explained: "My horse has a bad temper and no one else can let others touch it."

As he said that, he went straight to the stable and stretched out his hand. Zaozao came forward and urged his palm with his head.

Xiao Wu praised: "The horse of the guest is really magical. Even the war horses sold from the north are not as strong as that."

Chen Ji opened the stable and took out the dates: "I'm going to get two kilograms of fried soybeans, mix two more eggs, and hang them on the account of my Tianzi Room A."

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "Okay!"

Chen Ji listened to the sound of footsteps behind him and immediately looked at the stable with his afterglow.

In the stable, more than twenty horses were tied to horse stakes, and thick straw was covered with straw. Perhaps the secret passage was hidden under a piece of straw.

At this time, Chen Ji suddenly saw a corrugated gauze hat in the corner of the stable, which was trampled on by the horse's hooves and changed shape.

Why is there a corrugated black hat scattered here? Is it the fat man from last night?

The fat man did wear a corrugated hat, but late last night, the style of this hat was similar, and Chen Ji was not sure if this was the fat man's one.

Chen Ji took a wooden comb to get rid of the floating hair of jujube, waiting for Xiao Wu to come back with the soybeans. But it was not Xiao Wu who came back, but the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper brought the wooden basin to Zaozao, but Zaozao was unmoved.

Chen Ji smiled and said, "I'll do it."

He took the wooden basin and handed it to Zaozao. Zaozao sniffed and swallowed it voraciously.

The shopkeeper was amazed: "The guest officer is really spiritual. Xiao Wu just told me that others can't touch your horse, and I don't believe it."

As he spoke, he swept his eyes to the stables, and saw the black hat, and immediately frowned.

The shopkeeper moved a few steps, blocked between Chen Ji and the black hat, and asked with a smile: "Where did the guest officer come from?"

Chen Ji answered the question irrelevantly: "Shopkeeper, how did that guy just now be limp?"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly: "No need to hide it from you. We were all border troops before. Xiao Wu was at the foot of Qu Wu Mountain and was shot through his ankle by Jing Chaotiance's sharpshooter through more than a hundred steps."

Chen Ji suddenly asked, "Don't I have a firearm in Ning Chao? But I passed by the South City Gate last night, but I didn't see the border army holding the firearm."

The shopkeeper smiled: "The firearms are only equipped with the three major camps, and they will not be used by our Guyuan Dusifu."

Chen Ji asked in confusion: "Why aren't it all used to fight against the thief of Jing Chao?"

The shopkeeper said slowly: "The court can't believe us, I'm afraid we will sell the firearms to the north in private... The guest official is so concerned about the affairs of the border army, I'm afraid it's not a spy detective in Jing Chao?"

Chen Ji said carelessly: "Shopkeeper, I'm looking for a spy detective in Jing Chao. Do you believe it?"

The shopkeeper looked at Chen Ji up and down: "It's not like you, you're the top scholar who wants to go to Beijing for the imperial examination."

"The shopkeeper is really good at saying beautiful words," Chen Ji suddenly turned to look at the shopkeeper: "I'll ask, if I want to buy some news, I don't know where to go?"

The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "The guest has come to the right place. If you come to the main hall again during the Chen hour, you will find what you want."

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Chen time.

Chen Ji led Zhang Zheng, Zhang Xia and Xiaoman downstairs, planning to have some breakfast in Longmen Inn.

But when they walked down the stairs, they were stunned. The inn, which was empty last night, is now almost full of guests.

When Chen Ji came down from the building, the guests in the hall looked at each other, and then turned around as if nothing had happened, eating the side dishes in front of him.

These guests were wearing swords, swords, sitting alone, and seven or eight people crowded on the same Eight Immortals table to eat melon seeds.

There is only an empty table in the middle of the entire main hall.

Zhang Xia hesitated and said, "How could it be so lively?"

Zhang Zheng whispered: "How strange is Guyuan people? You drink early in the morning?"

Chen Ji glanced away, but saw wine jars on the table, but the jars were covered with red cloth and mud seals, and they did not move.

Zhang Xia recalled: "I once heard that there was a custom of eating morning wine in Sichuan. Even the rich and wealthy man would go to the street to order a small pot of braised beef, fat intestines, and eat it with strong wine. But I never heard of this custom in Guyuan."

Chen Ji walked to the empty table and was about to sit down, but was stopped by Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu smiled and said, "Customer, you can't sit at this table."

Chen Ji thought to himself: "Are there any rules here?"

Xiao Liu hurriedly explained: "It's not a rule, but this table is reserved specifically for my Longmen Inn owner. If the boss doesn't come, no one can sit."

Chen Ji asked calmly: "Who is the boss?"

Xiaoliu smiled and said, "It is inconvenient to inform her boss of her identity. If you are destined to be, you will see it yourself."
To be continued...