[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Let the righteous come to play~

On the trail in the wilderness, Miao Xuan was sitting bent over in front of the bullock cart, wearing a thick straw cloak in a simple way, shaking a somewhat worn rein in his hand, and the cow in front of the bullock cart was also an old cow .

The rain had stopped, and in the cold winter air, the drooping bamboo hat blocked his face.

The bullock cart pulled the heavy goods forward slowly. Miao Xuan turned a corner from the path and merged into the tide of people. Here, you can already see the old city wall not far away. Behind the city wall is the so-called Sanjiang City, the "No. [-] City in Kansai".

And the one located at the core of Sanjiang City was Houtian's Honmaru.

After crossing Deyu and most of Houtian's land, Miao Xuan finally arrived at his destination. The road was full of fleeing people, and only in front of this formerly powerful city could he see a little bit of fireworks. shadow.

Miao Xuan pulled on the bamboo hat, and couldn't help but sigh: "War really will destroy the whole society... This place is a bit like it."

However, this place is still a bit stronger than the city in front of Tsushima, which is probably because of the background.

【Indeed, the land of Izuha is really barren. 】The system recorded the relatively high city wall while nibbling on snacks, 【But Brother Miao, we ran out like this...is it really okay? 】

"You mean Yuguang Zhongzheng?" Miao Xuan smiled, "Well... children always grow up away from adults."

On the night of Fifteen Nights, Yu Guangzhong was dumbfounded when he heard Miao Xuan's speech. He knew that Longqiang was devoted to Asakawa, but he never expected that his first reaction after finally winning the first battle would be Ning Ning had a hard time.

——That Yuguang Ningning?Of course she is having a hard time!But what does that have to do with him? !

But this has a lot to do with Longqiang. Yu Guangzhong believed that in Longqiang's heart, he was definitely not as good as Yuguang Ningning at the beginning, but now...it's hard to say.

"No! I will pick up the princess of Yu Guang's family! You don't need to go!" Yu Guangzhong resisted strongly, "You stay with me!"

However, he couldn't influence the decision that Miao Xuan had already made. After Miao Xuan packed up his luggage and even decided on the route, Yuguang Zhongzheng reluctantly accepted the reality.

Miao Xuan wasn't sure which sentence moved this stubborn little bastard, maybe it was the sentence "Only children can't live without adults"?

So Miao Xuan took the gift from Yuguang Zhongzheng's friendship, and then embarked on a journey to save the princess.

As for the things presented by Yuguang Zhongzheng - he dug out all the mother's belongings that the attendants had treasured, and stuffed them into Miao Xuan's compartment.

Maybe others will think that these beautiful and luxurious clothes are just cumbersome, but in Miao Xuan's view, these things are very practical, not to mention that they can be disguised as commodities bought and sold by merchants, they are also tokens to win Yu Ningning's trust, and they can also be used as a whole Send it to Ningning.

And in the worst case - Miao Xuan is ready to mix women's clothes into other people's Honmaru.

The daimyo's wives and concubines are all out of doors. They are trapped in the luxurious backyard. Outsiders, especially men, are dangerous species that are highly guarded against.

But...women are always easier?

What did you say?

There are only zero and countless times for women's clothing.

Brother Miao, who has worn a small skirt twice, is fearless.

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After the heavy rain, the cold wind hangs on the muddy ground. It is not a pleasant thing to walk in such a place. However, the inspection efficiency of the place that can be regarded as the city gate is very limited, and only a few people are allowed in after a while.

Finally it was Miao Xuan's car, and Miao Xuan took out the voucher and the usual money from his sleeve.

The guards took it together, glanced at it and let it go easily.

Miao Xuan nodded to him, then pulled his own car and walked towards the city.

In the war-torn era, although merchants' vehicles and horses came and went were rare, they were not absent, but now that the war has ceased for a period of time, and seeing that the first month is approaching, the probability of letting them go has become a little higher.

Coupled with appropriate bribes and Miao Xuan's unusually decent appearance this time, it is not difficult to be put into the city.

Miao Xuan has carefully studied his current strength, and he found that he can control the subtle adjustments to his appearance, such as changing the blue eyes to the most common brown-black, softening the contours of the face and so on.

It's just that these are just disguises for ordinary people, and they won't work in front of people with a little spiritual power, such as Zen Master Zaixue and Zhongzheng Yuguang.

But this is enough, after all, the vast majority of human beings are ordinary people.

Miao Xuan pulled the car and found a temple in the city. Although there are hotels to choose from, temples are the first choice in terms of concealment and safety.

Of course, it is not easy for ordinary businessmen to stay in the temple, but Zen Master Zaixue gave him a letter before leaving for Miao Xuan.

The abbot of the monastery saw the letter and let Miao Xuan go without saying a word. Miao Xuan left the monastery after storing the goods. He was still wearing his bamboo hat, but this time his purpose was to seek information.

The first month is approaching, but the joy of the new year will not relax the tense situation. In just half a day, three cavalry troops roared past on the street.

It is said that there is a mission from the Iyo State in the southwest of Houtian, and the person who came was the daimyo wife of the Iyo State, for the purpose of marriage, so the old lady of the Houtian family simply held gatherings before January, inviting celebrities The female relatives of the samurai family are used to connect with each other.

This banquet was indeed a rare and lively event in the post-war Gota country. The wives of various families drove to the Hommaru of the Gota family on gorgeous frames.

Even the teahouses on the street are discussing this event.

"Iyo country is a sea country, and it is said that the people of Iyo country are all descendants of mermaids!" Someone boasted, "You have never seen the princess of Iyo country! Oh! I thought it was a celestial girl who descended to earth!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Someone immediately dismantled the stage mercilessly, "Madam Ji Jun is also something you can see? Those sons may not be able to see each other!"

"I've really seen it!" The man was still plausible, "I fed hay for the horses and chariots of the Iyo Kingdom, I saw it!"

Everyone laughed, obviously they didn't believe him.

Someone else asked, "I don't know how grand this banquet is——Sanlang, is your sister helping the cook in the mansion?"

The man named Sanlang replied immediately: "Of course! But the rules are strict. My younger sister is just a helper in the back kitchen, so she can't see anything."

"I don't know what kind of lady is hosting the banquet..."

"You've seen this before. Didn't the daimyo parade with his wife through the streets in January last year..."

"Is that the old lady?"

The "old lady" they referred to was the former daimyo's widow, who is now the mother of Gota Shinkato.

As for the new governor who just took office - he actually has a wife, but his wife is said to be seriously ill, and now she is lingering on the sick bed, unable to get up at all.

Someone asked: "Didn't our daimyo get married not long ago?"

He immediately got an answer: "It is said that the lady is not in good health and is seriously ill."

What does Miao Xuan not understand when he hears this?The new lady who is lingering on the sick bed is clearly Yuguang Ningning, and the marriage of the Zongwo tribe, the head of the Yiyu Kingdom...

Now this time point is a critical moment. Ji Jun from Changzong's department has arrived with his mother, and the Tian family urgently needs allies. What better guarantee than the position of Mrs. Daming?

What's more, Zhong Zhenggang beheaded Goda Daimyo.

Counting the death of Lord Deha before, now Yu Guang and Hou Tian really have a deep blood feud.

Who knows what happened to Ning Ning's illness?If he comes a few days later, will he never see Ning Ning and Ah Qing's little daughter again?

There is no time for Miao Xuan to choose a gentle way, no matter what, he must see the "lingering sick" Ning Ning in these few days!

Miao Xuan lowered his bamboo hat and silently blended in with the crowds on the street. At this time, the sky began to drip light rain again, and the early winter without snow was chilling to the bone.

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Expensive and extravagant incense permeated the entire carriage, and the strong smell made it almost impossible to breathe.

Lan Ji sat on her seat, holding on to the decoration on the hem with some anxiety.

Another banquet was over, and the boring poems, dances, music and praise made people drowsy, and the raindrops fell on the outer edge of the carriage window, and the sound of small and small ticks continued endlessly.

Lan Ji, the princess of our family in Changzong, Ji Jun, born from a concubine, was brought up by her aunt. Now she has reached the marriageable age, and she is escorted by her aunt to her future husband-in-law's house for marriage.

This sounds like the best arrangement. How glorious is it for a concubine's daughter to have the daimyo's wife personally escort her?

But Lan Ji was terrified.

Even with her wedding approaching, she still had disasters to come.

The rich and fragrant incense in the carriage makes people sick, and the aunt who sits opposite her with downcast eyes is frightening—Lan Ji has never felt this way, since the first lady married, she has never had a child of her own, she always She felt that the wife in the main room was gentle and kind. This was the first time she felt afraid.

right!Madam has been so weird these days, it's like...a different person.

In the past, she hated incense so much that she didn't even want to adjust thin incense. The person who has always only used flowers now incenses all utensils without restraint.And whether it is a room or a carriage, heavy curtains must be hung, and each floor is stacked with complementary aromatherapy.

This is indeed very elegant, but when did the madam like to perfume?

What's more, Madam's body seems to have changed. She was not in good health at first, but now she looks no different from ordinary people except for her pale complexion. Of course, this is not to say that Lan Ji does not want her aunt to recover, but—

Lan Ji has always known that his wife is beautiful, but she used to be fragile, weak, sad and sad, but now she has abandoned the light makeup she has always had, and has red lips and raised eyebrows every day, so bright and coquettish, even her tone of voice seems to be The hook that seduces people is like a demon flower that has been full of nutrients...

This is so weird!

Such a lady makes Lan Ji afraid.

The woman sitting opposite Lan Ji seemed to have noticed something, she slowly opened her eyes, her coquettish eyes were slightly raised, and her bright red lips opened and closed: "Lan Ji... my lovely eldest daughter, you seem very Uneasy, tell mother, why are you worried?"

Lan Ji's heart tightened, she lowered her head subconsciously, and said with an excuse: "Mother, my lord, I'm just nervous because of the upcoming marriage, which makes you worry."

Zhixin City smiled softly: "What's the point? All women have to go through this solemn thing, don't worry, mother will definitely find you a lover—"Dragon of Houtian", what do you think?"

Lan Ji clasped her hands tightly: "My lord...you mean Hou Tian's house governor? But, but he has a wife."

"Yuguang's family? It's just a lost dog." Zhixin City smiled, "The lady will die of illness, my eldest daughter, you will be the main wife."

Lan Ji lowered her head lower, and forced a smile: "Lan Ji...Lan Ji always listens to my mother."

Zhixin City spread out the juniper fan inch by inch, and she carefully looked at the girl sitting opposite, like a snake looking at a frog. After a long time, she closed the fan and reached out to touch the girl's delicate face: "Lanji, you It’s really cute—you must be obedient and listen to your mother in the future.”

Obviously it was her mother's hand, but the cold touch made Lan Ji tremble all over, she lowered her head: "Yes..."

How could it be so cold...just like...just like a dead person.

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In nine days it will be January.

But before January, the lively banquet would not stop.

Lan Ji allowed the maid to hold up the skirt, and boarded the luxury carriage that was empty. The rich incense made her very uncomfortable, and Lan Ji restrained the skirt very restrainedly.

Soon her aunt came, and the graceful and luxurious lady sat down gracefully in her seat. She gently opened the juniper fan and looked at the curtains around the carriage with interest.

"It's really rare..." Zhixin City suddenly laughed, "Surprise."

Lan Ji raised her head timidly: "Master?"

"It's nothing." Zhixinshi closed his fan with a "wow", and said with a smile, "Let's go, I can't wait for today's banquet—that's right! Walk slowly."

The carriage was on the road leisurely, the distance was not far, but due to the customs and faults of various nobles, the carriage still needed to walk slowly for a stick of incense, and now there was an order from his wife, so this time the journey would be extraordinarily long.

Being alone with his wife in a small space is simply torture to Lan Ji.

It seems to be snowing today. The first snow of winter is falling lightly, and it falls silently outside the carriage window. The thick curtain blocks the cold wind, and the thick aroma is wafting from the stove.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Lan Ji was dazed with her hair hanging down while counting the distance, but the lady sitting opposite her suddenly straightened up.

Zhixinshi smiled at the concubine: "Lan Ji, my good girl, don't scream."

Lan Ji was at a loss, but subconsciously covered her mouth.

And at this moment, as if to confirm Zhixin City's order, the heavy car curtain was lifted suddenly, and closed again in the blink of an eye, everything was as fast as a magic spell, before Lan Ji could react That's it!

Ranji:! ! !

There is no longer only the thick and thick incense in the carriage, a light and fresh breath broke into this small space, and the two noble women in complicated clothes no longer faced each other. A tall man bent over came out.

A man in light armor with an unexpectedly handsome face.

Looking at those blue eyes, Lan Ji fell into shock and confusion, but at this moment, she heard her aunt laughing softly—it was a pleasant laughter, not the usual Her fake smile.

"This righteous man, it's rude to come here without warning." The coquettish and mature beauty spread out her cypress fan again, covering half of her face, "I'm so terrified."

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