Chapter 74

074 ashnari

Shen Qingru smiled at the brother assassin who was about to cry without tears: "I just forgot to ask. I can't always call you brother assassin. What's your name?"

Brother Assassin's mung bean eyes were full of tears, and several snot bubbles came out from his nostrils: "my name is... Fushun..."

"Then brother Fushun, when you are full, you should always tell me who ordered you to assassinate me?" Shen Qingru smiled kindly with the bowl of bacon in his hand.

Fushun shivered and kowtowed like a pound of garlic. He remembered that his words could not be exaggerated. He confessed in detail: "the villain Zhang Fushun, who lives in Xiaozhang village in the south of Beijing suburb, has an old mother who is 64 years old and has not yet got a wife. His family has 16 chickens, 14 sheep and four cows..."

Shen Qingru glanced at him coolly: "brother Fushun, if you don't talk about the point, brother Zidan's water is boiling again..."

Fushun raised his head and cried: "I don't know. I just heard that it was ordered by a noble man in the Palace this time. The price is ten times higher than usual, and each of us can share twelve gold. The noble man asked us to kill the eldest lady of the Shen family. The rest of the villains really don't know!"

Shen Qingru's face was expressionless: "I didn't know I was so valuable."

She had suspected that Qin bought murderers to kill people, but these people were well-trained and had rules for moving forward and backward. They didn't look like Qin did it, and Qin himself came to pray for the empress dowager, so she shouldn't lead the suspicion to herself, and this Fushun's words also proved her guess.

Someone else did it.

The murderer behind the scenes who wanted to kill her really came from a great source, but if it was really the noble man in the palace mentioned by Fushun, who was it?

Xiao Qiyu? Or imperial concubine Yang? Or

A person's figure suddenly appeared in her heart. She couldn't help but look a little sluggish, and a chill flashed through the bottom of her eyes.

Is that the man?

The foreign childe looked at her sudden change of face, and her eyes showed a trace of concern. Shen Qingru nodded at him gratefully: "the assassin really came for me, and it has nothing to do with Childe. As for the real murderer behind the scenes, Qingru will find out. This time, thank you for your help."

If it is as she thought, she is only afraid to be involved in a conspiracy and treacherous storm this time. If the real murderer behind the scenes is the person, I'm afraid she will inevitably have a face-to-face confrontation with this person. I'm afraid it's worse than fighting with Qin and Shen Muyun.

The foreign childe nodded. He has other important tasks on this trip and must succeed. He was perfectly distracted from other things.

Fushun's eyes slipped between the foreign childe and Shen Qingru. It seemed that Shen Qingru was the important person who decided his fate. He couldn't help but squeeze out some tears: "girl, spare me."

"Will you go back if you spare me?" Shen Qingru asked.

Fushun shook his head: "once our mission fails, we don't have to go back to life. However, I don't want to die. I want to take my mother with me."

Shen Qingru looked at him and nodded readily. "OK."

The water in the pot boiled again. Zi Dan quickly threw in a piece of fat, thin and shiny bacon, and his eyes were fixed on the pot. As soon as the bacon was cooked, he fished it up and ate it.

Fushun's two eyes stared at the pot without blinking. The Adam's Apple moved unconsciously and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When his life was at stake just now, I didn't think that the bacon I just wanted was really fat and thin. It melted at the entrance, which moved him.

If it's really his thigh meat, it's not sure if he will greedily cut one off his leg one day.

Zi Dan laughed at his appearance. Although their Hu people have a fierce temperament, their hospitality is unmatched by the people of the Central Plains. He readily tore a piece from the bacon and threw it to the salivating Fushun.

Anyway, his childe has eaten well. The little girl looks soft and weak, and she can't eat. Zi Dan doesn't mind sharing this big piece with Fushun.

Fushun chewed the bacon with mixed praise. The bacon was salty and delicious. Although Zi Dan didn't understand what he was talking about, he thought he was praising himself by looking at his expression, so he smiled more happily.

After a while, the two had met late. They were hooked up and looked like close brothers. Fushun's Tongzi Dan talked about the famous big meat bag of shifuji in the capital. The meat is multi skinned and delicious. The shrimp and wheat stuffing is fresh and sweet. There are also walnut cake in deyunxuan, cloud slice cake, barbecued pork in Liuzi Hutong, and braised hooves in Deqing building. Zi Dan was so fascinated that he wanted to try it himself immediately. His saliva dropped unconsciously. In the cough of the foreign childe, he just wiped off his saliva and smiled back at his childe.

Sure enough, the power of eating goods is infinite, and the stupidity of eating goods will be contagious.

The next day, the carriage of the foreign childe took Shen Qingru to a farmer's house at the foot of the mountain. As expected, the aster was here.

Seeing Shen Qingru, aster excitedly shouted "Miss", looked at her up and down, and asked her if she was hurt.

Shen Qingru shook her head and held aster in her arms, leaving tears. Fortunately, most of the injuries of Aster were skin injuries. The assassin plotted a plan with a stone on his forehead. Fortunately, he was saved by a passing alien childe.

Shen Qingru was extremely happy and afraid. If aster really suffered an accident, she was afraid that she would lose all her calmness. She rushed into the palace to find the man desperately.

Fortunately, they are all safe. She still has a chance to find out her enemies one by one and complete her revenge bit by bit.

Before leaving, Shen Qingru thanked the foreign childe again and again. The foreign childe stood with a negative hand and turned sideways, unwilling to accept Shen Qingru's etiquette.

"I have a feeling that we will see each other again." the foreign childe suddenly spit out a sentence, which surprised Shen Qingru slightly: "my name is ASHNA Mingrui."

ASHNA Mingrui?

The Wang surname of the Hu people seems to be ASHNA... Shen Qingru droops his eyes. Sure enough, the foreign childe is not an ordinary Hu person, but he obviously doesn't want people to know his whereabouts. I'm afraid there are other important things to avoid people's eyes and ears.

She'd better not ask.

Shen Qingru folded his lapel and prayed silently in his heart that ashnari's wishes would come true, and watched the master and servant get on the swaggering carriage and leave. In the future, if Mingrui said she was destined to see him again, she will try her best to repay him.

Fushun sent ASHNA Mingrui away like a god of plague, and couldn't help but breathe a long breath. Although he and Zi Dan were more or less sympathetic to each other, the foreign childe's high martial arts still made him tremble from beginning to end and try to avoid looking at the foreign childe. Now the victim finally left. Fushun was so excited that he wanted to go to Deqing building and order ten braised hooves to celebrate.

"Are you going back?" Shen Qingru glanced sideways at Fushun, who danced inexplicably. He felt that he didn't look like an assassin from head to foot. He didn't know how Fushun assassin organization developed him at the beginning.

"No... don't go back." Fushun replied readily, "they are all dead. I can't tell the boss when I go back alone. It's better to go back and pick up my mother and find a quiet place to live a good life."

Anyway, he has saved some savings as an assassin in the past two years, which is enough for their mother and son to live comfortably for a few years. Fushun is timid by nature. He didn't dare to kill any chicken from childhood to Dalian, just because he was occasionally seen by the assassin leader as having good strength. He pulled him into the group to teach martial arts. In a group of ruthless assassins, Fushun has always been an alternative and has been ridiculed as timid and cowardly.

However, he just felt that human life should not be so simply and roughly deprived. How good it is to be alive, to see the blue sky, to bask in the warm sun, to see the flowers and trees of nature, and to eat the braised hooves of Deqing building. He thinks it's so good to live. How can he have the heart to deprive others of the chance to live?

In recent years, he has had enough of the days when the blade licks blood. Now he has the opportunity to return to the field and garden. Fushun is naturally happy to do so.

Although the braised hooves in Deqing building are delicious, they can't be eaten after leaving the capital. Fushun was a little regretful and decided to go to Deqing building first and order very hooves to have a good time.

However, the small town in his hometown also has many delicious foods, such as sweet and glutinous lotus root powder osmanthus cake, fresh and delicious tender bean flowers, and the crispy and delicious radish pickled by Aunt Wu next door... Thinking of this, Fushun's regret has been reduced a lot. I can't help but think that the crispy radish of aunt Wu's family is delicious. I don't know how aunt Wu's little daughter is now?

In those days, the little girl still dragged her nose behind him to call her brother, just to deceive him into taking a bite of the sweet scented osmanthus lotus root in his hand. Now, the little girl should grow into a big girl.

He has surplus money in his hand. He takes his mother back to his hometown, eats sweet lotus root, tastes bean curd, and then flirts with the little girl of Wu's mother's family... If it goes well, he won't spend money on eating Wu's crisp radish in the future

Shen Qingru naturally didn't know that Fushun's thoughts had drifted so far in front of her. She couldn't help learning from ashnari and coughed gently a few times before she could call back Fushun in front of her.

Fushun was embarrassed to scratch his head and made a bow to Shen Qingru. If he could have such a good day, he would also like to thank Miss Shen.

"Be careful, Miss Shen." Fushun reminded Shen Qingru with a little worry: "listen to our boss, the man who bought and killed you is valuable and has a big background. You should take more precautions."

Shen Qingru nodded gently. She had roughly guessed who the man who bought her to kill her was. But now it's not time to settle accounts with this man. She should first take aster back to the prime minister's house and deal with Shen Muyun's affairs.

As for the murderer behind the scenes, they will meet again in the palace soon.