There was no sound of sharp arrows that should have roared, nor did there be an ambush and assassination that should have been "little one fights with all its strength" that should have appeared, and one blow will kill. Similarly, whether it is Jia Sidao or Mo Ye, some people would choose such a strange place and choose such an opportunity to take action.

If I did not take Mo Ye into the alley today but still walked on the road? Then, what should the assassin do? Or stop doing it when he assassin is doing it? Such an idea flashed through Jia Sidao's mind.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to suddenly stagnate, and only the cold light was unmoved and firmly rushed towards Jia Sidao's face.

Mo Ye, who was disturbed by Jia Sidao's sudden pull, seemed to express his dissatisfaction, and directly pressed Jia Sidao's head that was poked out, then moved his left foot a slant, and brushed the cold light with a strong wind in the sleeve of his right robe.

"Puff!" A light sound was followed by a sound of gold and iron clashing. A clanging sound had already added a deep hole in the walls of the alley. The cold light penetrated into the wall, and the feathers exposed were still trembling freely.

A light ejaculation came from the shadow in front of the alley. Then, as the figure swayed, a masked man in black turned over and flirted with agility and disappeared in an instant. He left without a hit, but the assassin did not stop at all.

Holding Mo Ye who wanted to chase after him, Jia Sidao shook his head, and at the same time, Jia Sidao calmly took back his right hand that was stretching into his waist and abdomen.

If Mo Ye hadn't had good martial arts skills, he would probably have fallen here today. Of course, if it weren't for Mo Ye, Jia Sidao wouldn't have been in a sedan chair and went into the alley.

No matter where he came from today, Mo Ye saved his life.

At this moment, the assassin had already escaped, and Mo Ye chased after him, but whether he was chasing him or not was still a matter of whether he was chasing him or not. But if the assassin was not alone, but someone was hiding in the dark, then if Mo Ye chased him, it would be just as they wanted. With that thing, it would not be certain who would die, but if the assassin did not come out and hid in the dark, he would have to die again.

Although luring the tiger away from the mountain is an old-fashioned drama, such an old-fashioned drama is very effective in many cases. Jia Sidao didn't want to escape from the tiger's mouth just now, and Mo Ye walked into the wolf's den again.

Mo Ye looked at Jia Sidao in confusion, no longer insisted, then lowered his head and looked at the sleeves of the robe used to brush arrows with his right hand. A long large hole was in his eyes at the sleeves of the brocade robe. Then he looked at the sleeves that were deeply penetrated into the wall and only had a small tail exposed, Jia Sidao frowned slightly.

This hidden arrow, much smaller than a crossbow, is extremely powerful.

"There is poisonous on the arrow!"

Mo Ye squatted down and looked at the sleeve arrow with a short butt that was about a short time, and said softly with a tight face.

With the power of this small arrow, it was obvious that someone wanted Jia Sidao's life directly.

"There are thorns..."

"Shut up!"

Just as he came to his senses, Jia Quan'er, who had just started to shout with a harsh voice, was interrupted by Jia Sidao's scolding. The breath that had been transported for a long time was blocked directly in his throat, rolling his eyes and almost didn't breathe.

"Can you take it down?"

Squat down and poked the sleeve arrow with a short dead tree. Jia Sidao glanced at Mo Ye with a serious face.

“It’s hard!”

"Don't be so nervous."

"Someone wants to kill you!" Mo Ye's voice raised slightly, looking at Jia Sidao.

"I know. Jia Quan'er, go to Lin'an Mansion and Ming Qiangnian to bring some people here." Jia Sidao smiled and patted Mo Ye's shoulder, threw down the dead wood in his hand and stood up and said to Jia Quan'er.

Qiangnian was a yamen runner in Lin'an Prefecture that Jia Sidao met when he arrested Sun Kui and others before. After investigation, he was also one of the few yamen runners in Lin'an Prefecture that he could trust.

"Yes, young master!"

"Remember, keep your mouth under control. If you talk nonsense, go back and see if I won't let someone tear you."

Jia Quaner couldn't help but tremble and trotted away.

"Then why are you not worried at all?"

After listening to the conversation between the master and servant silently, Mo Ye got up and turned his head to look around and said softly.

"I'm nervous, I'm scared, I'm worried, will those who want me to die not kill me?" Jia Sidao spread his hands.

"…what, what do you want to do?"

"What should I do? The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil. Then... before they kill me, just dig them out... and kill them all." Jia Sidao looked at Mo Ye and said with a smile.

The smile was extremely cold.

In fact, he was not angry at the fact that someone sent assassins to kill him, and he was even a little happy. Why? Because this shows that if those hiding in the dark are already exhausted.

If those people were even a little sure of being able to deal with him through other methods, then they would definitely not choose such an extreme method. After all, Jia Sidao was no longer an ordinary Jinshi who was knocked into the water by Nalan Yu on West Lake before and almost drowned.

From the third rank to the third rank, he is not very high, but he can definitely be considered one of the important officials of the Song Dynasty. What's more, he is not just an important official. As the younger brother of Concubine Jia, he has just perfectly solved more than one million refugees outside Lin'an City. All kinds of things are added together. If he is really assassinated, the shock to the Song Dynasty will definitely be far greater than that of Meng Gong's assassination case.

With Concubine Jia urging him and Zhao Yun staring at him, the court will definitely not give up. In this case, if a little flaw appears, I may pull out the radish and bring out the mud. Maybe in the end, those people will be brought in by themselves.

Anyone with a little bit of intelligence will not choose such a thankless thing.

Therefore, the only explanation is that those people saw that they could no longer restrain themselves in the court, so they had to choose the most extreme and unfavorable way to make a desperate attempt, intending to solve the problem once and for all.

Jia Sidao's domineering words made Mo Ye look sideways involuntarily. However, this sideways did not last long. Jia Sidao's next words made his domineering image in Mo Ye's eyes collapse.

"By the way, you hide it every day. Is it embarrassing to show off in front of me because you don't have the time to do it? Look, just blocking a sleeve arrow the size of a palm, your sleeve is broken... Don't glar at me, I'm telling the truth..."

"But I saved your life."

Mo Ye stared at Jia Sidao and emphasized loudly.

"...Okay, thank you." Jia Sidao stopped and then hugged Mo Ye's shoulder, "I said, you saved my life, but what does this have to do with your bad martial arts?"

“…”

Mo Ye silently pulled away Jia Sidao's arm on his shoulder, squatted down and looked quietly at the half-sleeve arrow. He suddenly regretted why he didn't let the sleeve arrow penetrate directly into his mouth.

In the alley, it suddenly became quiet.

"You have to be careful."

"Don't worry."

After a while, the silent two people said in unison.

Looking at each other, Jia Sidao and Mo Ye laughed at the same time.

Mo Ye knew that Jia Sidao's seemingly sarcastic words were actually not wanting him to worry too much; but Jia Sidao obviously knew that Mo Ye was very worried, so he ridiculed him for his lack of martial arts skills.

When the feeling of the grace was deep, the chaotic footsteps came, but Jia Quan'er had already returned.

Qiang Nian is a cheaper person in the street patrol.

Seeing the faint blue sleeve arrow that was deeply engulfed into the wall, Qiang Nian's face changed involuntarily. Before, Qiang Nian had seen the long hole in the sleeve of the robe that Mo Ye thoughtfully concealed.

Does anyone want to assassinate this envoy of Dali?

Qiangnian instantly outlined such a result. He naturally knew Mo Ye.

Seeing that Jia Sidao had no explanation, Qiang Nian naturally knew that some things should not be asked about, but Qiang Nian was still extremely excited to be called by the Lord of the Mansion in such a matter.

If he knew that the real target of the sleeve arrow was Jia Sidao but not Mo Ye at all, he would never have been so calm and holding the knife and sticking out his butt to dig the wall.

With the wrapped blue sleeve arrow, Jia Sidao asked Jia Quan'er to give Qiang Nian the silver ingots, and then followed Mo Ye and headed straight to the military weapon surveillance.

When they arrived at the Military Arts Supervisor, Sun Wei, Yang Shuo and others were extremely happy to see Jia Sidao. These days, although Jia Sidao did not come to the Military Arts Supervisor every day as before, they gave them a lot of work. They also got a lot of benefits, especially when the price of grain in Lin'an City was more expensive than that in heaven, Jia Sidao even ordered people to give them ten stones of grain to their old craftsmen. Although it was not much, the money given by Jia Sidao was enough for the whole family to pay. These people were naturally very grateful to Jia Sidao.

He threw the blue sleeve arrow to Sun Wei, Yang Shuo, and Jia Sidao's advice and left in a hurry. He did not tell Sun Wei and others the origin of the sleeve arrow, but asked Sun Wei and others to help check the components of the sleeve arrow and where it could be produced.

The production of iron tools in the Song Dynasty had strict regulations, and the iron materials produced in various places also had their own characteristics. Therefore, Jia Sidao was not worried that he would not be able to find the source.

Although I thought that the assassin dared to use this, I would definitely not worry about finding it from the sleeve arrow, but it was finally a clue, right?

In fact, there is a better place for this sleeve arrow, that is, the Detective and Inspectorate. Although Jia Sidao has many dissatisfaction with the Detective and Inspectorate, he is still the only spy agency in the Song Dynasty today. Isn’t it? If you hand over the sleeve arrow to them, it would be much more efficient than handing over to the military weapon surveillance.

However, although Jia Sidao is the nominal commander of the Detective and Insighting Department, in fact, he has been busy with disaster relief and is also paying attention to the Detective and Insighting Department, but he is still in the Detective and Insighting Department without a trustworthy person. In addition to Prince Rong Zhao and the guest minister Yuan Jing in Rui's mansion, there are only Zhao Yun's people left.

If the sleeve arrows were handed over to the Detective Office, he would have to tell the origin of the sleeve arrows, so he would naturally not say it, but it would arouse the curiosity of Yuan Jing and others. If this news reached Zhao Yun's ears, it would not be fun.

So, after thinking about it, Jia Sidao still brought the sleeve arrow to the military weapon surveillance. Although Sun Wei and others had to analyze it slowly, the benefit of keeping it secret is enough.

Leaving a sleeve arrow, Jia Sidao led Mo Ye to walk around the military weapon surveillance casually, and then left. Now the military weapon surveillance has long stopped casting weapons, so taking Mo Ye to the military weapon surveillance is not considered an offense.

...

He had just returned to the Jia Mansion and hadn't changed his clothes yet, Jia Quan'er came in and reported that Yu Tianxi was visiting. He followed Jia Sidao.

"Please hurry up! Forget it, I'll go and greet it myself."

Before he could think about why Yu Tianxi came to the door directly, Jia Sidao hurriedly put on his clothes and greeted him.

Logically, even if Jia Sidao and Yu Tianxi are only one level apart, it will not be Yu Tianxi's turn to come to visit him directly. If something really happens, Yu Tianxi just needs to come to the door and ask for it.

But today Yu Tianxi came to the door in person, which revealed an unusual meaning. Even though Jia Sidao and Yu Tianxi had a deep friendship because of Yu Ci and other reasons, it was obviously not yet to this point.

After entering the lobby, Jia Sidao retreated at Yu Tianxi's instructions.

"Shi Xian knows that I just came out of Your Majesty." Yu Tianxi seemed extremely tired and leaned against the Grand Master's chair and squinted his eyes.

"But something happened? Mr. Yu!" Jia Sidao's heart skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty ordered me to do another ten million yuan of sons, and I would like to buy food."

"Buy grain? Where will your Majesty buy grain?" Jia Sidao's expression changed.

Yu Tianxi opened his eyes and looked at Jia Sidao slowly stretched out three fingers and said, "Wen family, Qian family, are willing to sell three million stones of grain to the court in a while. Your Majesty has already agreed. Moreover, Your Majesty has also exempted Wen, Qian and other five families, and land taxes for three years and will be given a banquet in the palace in the future. Oh, by the way, Zheng Mingxuan is also among the banquets."

"This matter must not be done!" Jia Sidao suddenly stood up.

Yu Tianxi waved his hand a little tired, signaling Jia Sidao to sit down.

He knew Jia Sidao's plan best. After all, as the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Revenue, he could say that he had the final say in the Song Dynasty. Although the money bag was actually empty, it could not be empty anymore.

If Jia Sidao wanted to deal with Wen Qian and others who had stockpiled grains at low prices and sold at high prices, he naturally had to obtain Yu Tianxi's support first. Of course, he could also directly search the houses on false charges. He had thought about it. After all, this is the fastest way.

But how could he do something that Zhao Yun didn't do? He believed that if he could, Zhao Yun would never be lenient. After all, for the sake of food and money, Zhao Yun could promise him to give Zheng Mingxuan the right to franchise salt and iron, and even reset the authority of the General Administration of Maritime Affairs just for the millions of taels of silver that Jia Sidao promised to pay every year. How could he be willing to watch Wen Qian and other families make a fortune in the national crisis?
To be continued...