Fengsha told Tongguan the details of the assassination, but in fact he only wanted to explain one thing: he had to be responsible for Tongguan's life. It also implies that Tongguan: Your life is under threat.

In other words, the two were tied together to a certain extent.

The wind and sand pushed the swing a little higher and said softly: "Everything I said is true and can stand the verification. Of course, I also know that there is no absolute trust in your business, but fortunately this is enough to make you trust me for a while."

Tongguan was silent for a moment and said, "I still want to know who you are. You must be loyal to you, but I don't know if you are loyal to the Southern Tang Dynasty or the Khitan."

Fengsha shook his head and said, "Tongguan is no longer the secret spy leader of the Guards. Which party I am loyal to, does it mean to you?"

"It's meaningless to Tongguan, but it's meaningful to Princess Jin. In addition, you don't need to remind me, I know that I need to rely on your breath to survive now. I'm even more curious, what are you trying to do if you help me like this?"

Fengsha smiled and said, "I am now and I have something to ask for you in the future. So, you don't have to care about who I am. At least in the near future, I am worthy of your trust."

Tongguan turned his face and looked at Fengsha, Yanran said, "Aren't you afraid that I will destroy the bridge after crossing the river? To tell you the truth, I turned against you."

"I am a businessman and willing to take some risks and seek greater benefits."

Tongguan slanted his beautiful pair of phoenix eyes and glanced at him, "Isn't Ling Fengling Shiyu a man in the martial arts world? He changed careers so quickly? I don't like men who are half-hearted."

Fengsha laughed and said, "Can I understand that Miss Tongguan suggested that she had such a slight like Ling Feng?" He deliberately blurred the fact that Tongguan had a son-in-law in his name, and the teasing meaning was very strong.

Tongguan lowered his eyes and said, "You said so much, but it's nothing more than showing me that you are worthy of my trust. I want to ask, why do you have to gain my trust? What do you want to use my trust to do?"

"There is a proverb in the biography of the Grand Historian: A son of a thousand gold will not die in the market. Therefore, it is said: The world is bustling with people, all for profit; the world is bustling with people, all for profit. The princess of Jin is the son of a thousand gold, and I am bustling with people."

Fengsha smiled and said, "In short, strange goods are accustomed to living."

There are several princesses he has used to. In addition to Wu Congling and Li Xuanyin, one is too stubborn and the other is his sister-in-law. He really has no choice but to have Yunxu, Xiao Yan and Ma Yuyan all brought him generous rewards.

This princess of Jin is his next target.

Tongguan suddenly stretched out his feet and stopped the swing, turned his head and stared at the wind and sand, raised his jade palm and said, "You are such a good lobbyist. Well, let's talk about business, each of us, each of us makes profits, and we have come and go, and we are talking about profits but not affection."

Fengsha smiled and faced him with him. The touch felt weak and boneless, but unfortunately it was a little cool.

The two of them pushed each other and were silent, playing for a while with different thoughts.

He suddenly approached and said to Fengsha: "An old woman brought a note to ask for a meeting and said she would help others with a message."

Of course, she would not help others to report it casually, because the note reads: The first moon rises from the clouds, and the long rainbow drinks from the stream.

Fengsha took the note, started studying, took a look and then stopped it, looked up at the red tube.

Tongguan turned around as if nothing had happened and swayed his feet there, as if he had never peeked at it.

Feng Hu laughed hoarsely, and opened the note again and reached in front of her.

"It seems that an old friend who didn't recognize me came to recognize me again. Do you think I'll see you or not?"

Tongguan seemed to be indifferent: "This is your territory, so you have the final say."

Fengsha thought for a while and ordered: "Please come in."

He left vividly and came with an old woman after a while.

The wind and sand looked at the Tongguan, and the Tongguan squinted his eyes and looked at the old woman intently.

The old woman was trembling with fear, looking scared.

The defense in the courtyard is definitely a tough battle. If you want to meet the wind and sand, you will inevitably have strict inspections, which can easily scare people.

The old woman obviously had never seen any world before, and was almost frightened. She knelt down from a distance, kowtowed and shouted to spare her life, and would never dare to do anything like that next time.

Fengsha said a few words without any use, so he had to wink at the sound of the sound.

After passing by and comforting for a few words of silence, the old woman told the matter tremblingly.

It turned out that a woman gave her some money and a note and asked her to come to Fengyi Inn to find someone named Ling Shao to help him with a sentence, just eight words: be proud of your hand and open the net.

Fengsha asked a few more questions.

However, the old woman's eyes were dizzy. Apart from knowing that the woman's accent seemed a little beautiful, had a fragrant body, and was wearing dark clothes, she didn't know anything else.

After the old woman stepped down, Tongguan jumped off the swing and said casually: "Didn't you say you're treating me to lunch? You're really hungry."

Fengsha nodded and ordered Huisheng: "Just put it in the garden!"

Meng Fan's whip was not in vain, and Zhao Chongguang's eldest son did not take Nongzhu away from him.

This is also the only clue that the wind and sand are tracing the mastermind behind the scenes.

There were three clues, but the man who pointed to the archer's head and covered his face with a big tail, and he had long disappeared.

The people who issued the rewards for the Jianghu have died on the streets of Minzhen.

It's like the tail of a gecko, it's broken and cannot be traced.

At present, only beads are left.

After the old woman sent the note, the mastermind behind it was about to come out.

It's just Zhao Hongyin's suspected to be Chuyun's mouth.

The vivid movements were very quick and the table was quickly set up.

This time, it is the Pure Fox Sisters who are in charge of the chef.

The two girls are from the Dragon Tail School, and are good at cooking, health preservation, and Jiu Jitsu.

The two sisters are from Shu and make Sichuan food.

I have used a lot of pepper and Shu ginger, but I haven't tasted it yet, and it smells good.

The heavy smell fills the garden, competing for beauty with the fragrance of flowers.

The main dish is blush sheep, drowned it with wine and cut it as thin as paper.

The main food is lotus powder and sweet potato chips fried with it. It is fragrant and crispy, thin and transparent, and looks like the bright moon.

It matches the color of the red sheep slices, just like the evening sun sets westward and the bright moon rises at the beginning.

Fengsha took a few sips quietly and couldn't help but think of Chuyun.

This note, the oral message passed by, clearly hoped that he would put the beads.

It directly proves that Nongzhu is a female spy from the Southern Tang Dynasty, and indirectly proves that the Southern Tang Dynasty's spy has many phantoms in Songzhou.

Of course, Nongzhu may have nothing to do with Nan Tang.

For Zhao Hongyin, he didn't have to care who Nongzhu was, or even whether he was rescued or not. As long as he acted as a rescue gesture and tried to let Tongguan know that Tongguan would definitely believe that he was loyal to Nantang.

No matter whether he lets go or not, he will not change Tongguan's view. Even if he kills the beads with his own hands, people will think that this is a bitter plan. No matter what he does, it is called "despairing" in others' eyes.

This was clearly an act of creating estrangement. It was intended to prevent him from leaning towards Northern Zhou, but he was really good at it.

More importantly: What role does the Nan Tang Secret spies play in the Buddhist secret talks and what kind of intersections do they have with the parties involved?

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Chapter completed!