Chapter 118 Do you doubt me
Zhou Zhao shook his head, "He is Su Changying."
Zhou Zhao suddenly had the illusion of a boomerang piercing his face.
Just now, she was still muttering that Xu Yun was overconfident and overconfident. Now it seems that this is the kind of person their sect has chosen since they started recruiting disciples.
Min Zangzhi looked at Zhou Zhao and was silent for a moment, then said, "He has been away for four years, and his hands have been stained with the blood of many people, and he has no idea what he has gone through. You and I are not only colleagues, I think we are also friends, so just now Tell you this.”
"If you want to go far in the officialdom, you can't have any hindrances around you. If... I mean if... he makes any mistakes, then you who bring him back to Chang'an will have to stop here. .”
"Zhou Zhao, how much did you pay to become Master Xiao Zhou? You only have this chance."
Su Changying was also the hero of the Great Breakthrough of Tianying City. After Zhao Yizhou returned to Chang'an, he wanted to reach the sky in one step.
But the award that should be given to Zhou Zhao has not been received yet. She is just a sesame mung bean official in Tingwei Temple.
For her, the smooth path of others is a ladder full of thorns with no end in sight.
Min Zangzhi glanced at Su Changying. He stood there like a sharp sword unsheathed. He had only joined the Northern Army for just one day, but he had already won the hearts of the people, which showed that he was an extraordinary person.
Can't see through, cruel wrist...
No matter how you look at it, Su Changying looks like the outlaw that Tingwei Temple wants to catch.
"You also listened to Sun Hanchang's confession before. If Sun Yiyang died in the fire, then who was the person he saw on the awning boat? It can't be a ghost!
And Sun Hanchang said that the figure of the man in black is almost the same as Su Changying... Could it be that he is the man in black, disguised as Sun Yiyang? ”
Min Zangzhi said, looking at Zhou Zhao seriously, "Zhou Zhao, be careful."
Zhou Zhao looked at the unreliable guy in front of him and smiled, "Thank you, Min Zangzhi."
She had no way of saying that she had that magical bamboo slip that would suddenly appear with a letter announcing her death to her wife.
No matter how powerful Su Changying becomes and how ruthless his methods are, he is still the Su Changying who would cry and write a memorial to her at the same time.
Even if she forgets herself, she will never forget her Su Changying.
Of course, she knew that Su Changying had many secrets, and he also hid many things from her. Zhou Zhao's words, "Don't believe me," kept popping up in her ears.
She trusts him, but she won't trust him blindly.
How far she can go does not depend on destroying the "in case", but on how strong she is.
Min Zangzhi nodded and cleared his throat, "Ahem, since we are all friends, you have to say a nice word for me in front of Chu You in the future!"
Zhou Zhao's smile froze on his face.
She felt that she suddenly understood Chang Zuoping. Min Zangzhi had really brought Tingwei Temple to shame.
Min Zangzhi saw through her thoughts at a glance, and rolled his eyes at Zhou Zhao with contempt, "Are you laughing at me in your head? How can you be any better? It's just a poor person who is tossing and turning for the sake of his sweetheart..."
Zhou Zhao immediately rolled his eyes back fiercely.
She waved her hand at Min Zangzhi and turned away without hesitation.
Rather than having a sweetheart, it is more important to recharge your batteries and wait until dawn to find out.
Zhou Zhao thought and walked towards Su Changying, "Let's go, this is the end of the night."
Su Changying looked at Zhou Zhao's cheek. Her face was red and obviously still generating heat. He handed a bamboo tube in his hand to Zhou Zhao and said, "The hot soup prepared by the Northern Army camp for the night watchman, you Drink it while it's hot..."
Seeing Zhou Zhao reaching out to take it, Su Changying hesitated for a moment and then retracted the bamboo tube.
"The man in black knows the art of disguise, or there is such a person under his command, and his stature is about the same as mine. Mr. Xiao Zhou has not doubted me?"
Zhou Zhao blinked at Su Changying, took the bamboo tube over, and pulled out the stopper with a bang, "I was suspicious! So Su Changying, I ordered you to test the poison on me first!" Su Changying was startled, but Seeing that Zhou Zhao had already handed the hot soup to his mouth.
He grabbed the bamboo tube and was about to take a sip, but Zhou Zhao flicked his hand and took the bamboo tube back. Gulu took a sip, and then exclaimed, "Hot, hot, hot!"
Su Changying was stunned on the spot. Seeing her like this, she took the bamboo tube and shook it gently in her hand.
"Mr. Xiao Zhou has grown older. I'll make you feel cold..."
After Su Changying said the first half of the sentence, he heard Zhou Zhao and him say in unison: "I'll give you a shake..."
Zhou Zhao said and laughed out loud, "General Xiao Su, you are really too old. You can only say this for so many years. When I was young, I loved drinking Bazhen soup. I would be in a hurry every time it came out of the pot. It burned my tongue every time I entered my mouth. Later, you told me that I must wait until it cools down before serving it.”
"The Bazhen soup can be kept cold and iced, but the salty soup cannot, so you just shake it like this! Because I won't let you blow it, for fear that you will spit in it!"
Su Changying looked at her hand that had begun to shake for no apparent reason, and her eyes couldn't help but be filled with a smile.
He shook it for a while, then picked it up and took a sip, then handed it to Zhou Zhao, "Why didn't Mr. Zhou let me test the poison? Now I'm no longer a suspect?"
Zhou Zhao took a few mouthfuls of Gulu, and it was not so hot this time.
"I think if it were you, why would you need to come into contact with others and leave behind such a clue as the man in black? It is not easy to make this place without buildings."
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Zhou Zhao said, pretending to touch his beard and pretending to be a Taoist fortune teller raising flags, "This old Taoist temple is a place of six specialties. It will harm the six relatives and cut off wealth..."
If Sun Yiyang wants to be a celebrity, how can he live in such a unique place? Which friend would dare to visit him? I changed houses overnight.
Du Ziteng wants to open a wine shop and build the tallest building in Chang'an City. What he wants is money... Will he spend money to buy such a place where there is no money left?
Once such rumors come out, who would come here?
The creed engraved in the bones of Daqi people: I would rather believe that something exists than something that doesn’t exist.
"You can conquer a city without defeating the enemy, so what does General Su think?"
The corners of Su Changying's mouth raised, "Great kindness. It seems that in the eyes of Mr. Xiao Zhou, I still have some brains. I am really honored."
Zhou Zhao looked at the side faces of the people around him and raised the corners of his mouth.
Su Changying is really much easier to coax than that thief Xu Yun.
"However, although I don't think the man in black is you. But if that man's disguise technique comes from the same source as yours, then it might be an opportunity to track down the murderer."
Zhou Zhao said seriously.
Su Changying's fingers trembled slightly, "Yes."
After seeing Zhou Zhao climb over the wall and return to his courtyard, Su Changying turned around and left.
He did not return to Luhou Mansion, but headed towards the Northern Army's barracks.
When the rooster crows and the first ray of sunlight in the east lights up, Zhou Zhao once again sees Su Changying on the ruins of the Star-Zhaing Tower.
She swung the two pancakes and threw them towards Su Changying, "I made them early on the first day of the new year. You may like them if you try them."
As she spoke, she patted the cake crumbs on her hands, looked at the two bamboo poles left last night, and repeated her old trick to set the poles up again.
The morning breeze blew Zhou Zhao's hairband flying, making people instantly clear-headed and relaxed.
Zhou Zhao looked around. Standing here, he could vaguely see the tiles on the roof of Tingwei Temple, the city wall not far away, the sparkling East River and the colorful mountain forest opposite.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhao's gaze stopped.