Inscription of Different Cases

It was a seemingly peaceful night, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, as if it were just a lonely lantern.The place of the dinner was in the Prince Xian's mansion, and there were quite a lot of guests. Han Lang saw many ministers from the court and China that he was familiar with, as well as the friends they brought with them.There were more than a dozen people just at the door to greet Han Lang, some young officials saw Han Lang, and naturally came up to compliment him, Han Lang responded quickly one by one, and then went to the banquet hall under the guidance of the servants.

Naturally, the banquet hall was gorgeously decorated, brightly lit, and full of people's voices inside. People in rich clothes gathered together in twos and threes, chatting about irrelevant topics.Han Lang didn't deliberately dress up, he only wore a clean cloth shirt, and He Yijiu did the same. The two of them looked extremely shabby among the crowd.He even saw someone pointing at him in the corner, and he seemed to be smiling faintly, so he cursed secretly in his heart, and pulled He Yijiu into the table quickly.

He Yijiu leaned over to comfort him: "Isn't it just like this when people climb high? Some people lift them up and others step on them."

Han Lang took a sip of tea and muttered, "This is only the sixth grade, how high is it?"

As soon as the words were finished, the virtuous king had come out of the inner room, and everyone on the field immediately stood up and saluted.After another round of courtesies, he raised his wine glass and said cordially to Han Lang: "Congratulations to Mr. Han for his promotion."

Han Lang hurriedly thanked him. At the beginning of King Xian, the surrounding guests also responded one after another, throwing all kinds of congratulatory words at Han Lang.Han Lang felt that he was about to be submerged, and suddenly felt like drowning out of breath.Looking around, many people were of higher rank than himself, and many were elders. He felt that the scenes and words in his stomach were not enough. After a hasty response, he wanted to flee back to his seat immediately.

However, King Xian did not let him go, and said with a smile: "The banquet preparations are simple, I hope Mr. Han will forgive me."

Han Lang wailed in his heart: Stop praising me, I know you all have no good intentions.However, before he could think of a word to respond to King Xian, King Xian invited him to a seat next to him and offered three toasts to him, so he didn't intend to let him go.

Han Lang could only wink at He Yijiu who was off the court frequently, but the other party could only cast helpless glances.After the feast, delicacies were presented on the table one after another, and the sound of music flowed out like flowing water, singing and dancing, so happy.This banquet was not as simple as the Xian King said, it could even be said to be grand, but Han Lang only felt his heart trembling. Not only did he not know what to do next, but he was stared at by the Xian King all the time, unable to get rid of it. leave.

Zhao Wang said that he was asked to spy on information, but in this social arena, at most he can only guarantee that he will not make a fool of himself, and he wants to deal with people skillfully, that is simply a dream.

Not long after, the Xian Wang got up and took Han Lang to toast, and greeted him affectionately to know every guest. "This is Mr. Song, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites. He must have met Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han has been appreciated by the Holy One at a young age, and he will definitely make great achievements in the future!"

"This is Master Huang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials."

"Young Master Han, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Then came the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, the general political envoy, and Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of War, all of whom were prominent figures in the court.As time passed, Han Lang felt more and more clearly that something was wrong with this banquet.If he was just celebrating his success as a sixth-rank official, then there was really no need to mobilize so many important officials in the court.If he is a disciple of the Xian Wang, or a sworn brother, then it is justified, but he has nothing to do with the Xian Wang, and can even be regarded as an enemy. It is too inexplicable to flatter himself like this.

He couldn't help but think that King Xian probably had other plans for summoning so many officials.

Looking back at the arena, He Yijiu was sitting in the seat they had originally selected, not talking much.Seeing him unfamiliar, people around him would occasionally say a few polite words, and he replied very casually.Gradually, no one sat with him, and everyone moved to more lively seats. Liu He Yijiu poured himself a drink in place, as if enjoying himself.

However, within a moment of toasting, when Han Lang looked over again, his sight was blocked by the maid serving the dishes, and He Yijiu disappeared.Others might be surprised, but Han Lang felt a little lucky.He knew that He Yijiu had found an opportunity to sneak out, and the next step was up to him.

That's what they discussed originally. Anyway, the guests at the venue should not be familiar with He Yijiu, so he tried to keep a low profile and sneaked out of the venue in advance to look for the evidence that King Zhao asked them to find.After one person goes out, the other will find an opportunity to follow.However, just as Han Lang turned around, he met King Zhao's smiling face, knowing that it would be difficult for him to go out.

This wily fox.He cursed secretly.Still with such a fake smile on his face, it's annoying.

He returned to his seat angrily, took aim at the roast duck in front of him, tore it into pieces with chopsticks, and stuffed it viciously into his mouth.King Xian continued to look at him and laughed, which made his hair stand on end. He simply lowered his head and covered his face with the cup, straightened his neck, and drank the wine.

"Young master Han is really good at drinking." Xian Wang said with a smile.

"Where."

Zhao Wang said he would create chaos to rescue them, why didn't he come?Han Lang thought secretly.Coincidentally, it was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao would be here, and he was courteous with King Xian, when suddenly no one came in outside, he whispered a few words to King Xian.Seeing King Xian's complexion turned serious, he waved his hand and said, "I'll take a look."

Immediately, a guest noticed something was wrong, and opened his mouth to ask: "Your Highness, what happened?"

"It's okay, someone is making trouble outside."

After that, he got up and went out.

When King Xian was not there, Han Lang immediately got up and fled.As soon as he walked out of the banquet hall, he immediately felt a cool breeze blowing against his face.The courtyard under the moon was peaceful, and the shadows of the trees floated with the wind, making a slight rustling sound.There were still servants walking in the distance, Han Lang leaned over behind the tree and quickly recited an illusion spell.

In the darkness of night, the mansion of Prince Xian is like a labyrinth with no end in sight.Han Lang hadn't taken a few steps when he suddenly saw a black figure standing in front of him. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a temporary platform.

What's this?he thought suspiciously.Walking around the table, he didn't see any tricks.The table was about ten feet high, and it was entirely made of wooden slats, and it was so dark that it was hard to see what was there.

Not far away, he saw the same weird picture again, it was still a lonely platform, and there were no buildings around it that echoed it.Along the way, he saw at least five places, and the night was dark, and there might be more that he couldn't see.The Prince Xian's Mansion is indeed not small in size. Although there is a spacious courtyard in the middle, it is still a very strange thing to set up so many tables in the courtyard.

Could it be that Prince Xian's mansion needs to be renovated?

After walking like this for a while, he found the mark left by He Yijiu and chased it all the way.Before he could find someone, he was tapped lightly on the shoulder.

The familiar aura is behind him, and Han Lang knows who it is without asking: "You hide it very secretly."

"Your spells are not bad either."

Han Lang didn't have time to find out how He Yijiu saw through his Illusory Body Curse, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Did you find it?"

"Come with me."

He Yijiu took Han Lang to a stop near a small building, pointed his mouth inside, and said in a low voice, "I've looked everywhere, and this place is the most similar."

Zhao Wang has investigated several times, and all kinds of clues indicate that Xian Wang put the evidence in a strictly guarded study.Judging from the drawings provided by King Zhao, what they were looking for should be the one in front of them.But the two didn't see the so-called strict guards. There were only a few ordinary guards outside this room, which looked no different from other places.

"Could it be a different place?" He Yijiu muttered.

Han Lang thought of other questions: "Have you seen those wooden platforms?"

"I saw it, I don't know what it is for, it's very weird."

"Yeah, what the hell does that mean?"

"Think about it later, let's take a look inside."

However, in the courtyard in front of us, there are more than ten lanterns lined up under the eaves, swaying with the wind, exuding bright colors.Lanterns illuminate the garden so brightly that it is difficult to find a blind spot.Under such a bright light, no matter how powerful Han Lang's Illusion Curse was, it was impossible for them to slip past the guards directly.The two were in trouble for a while, but it was He Yijiu who came up with a plan later, he slipped behind the house, found a hidden corner, directly used his internal strength, and slammed into the air.Suddenly the wind shook the trees, and the fallen leaves scattered all over the ground like a gust of wind. A row of lanterns shook violently, and several of them went out in an instant.

"What the hell weather?" Someone among the guards cursed.They went to re-light the lanterns, Han Lang took the opportunity to sneak past them behind them, and went straight into the door.At the same time, He Yijiu also came in through the window.The two exchanged a glance, each turned around and searched lightly.

The lanterns outside the house were lit again, which provided them with a little convenience.There were a lot of accounting documents piled up in the study, and the two each grabbed a circle and hid in a hidden place to look through it, and carefully put it back in its original place after finishing it.After going through this cycle for a while, everything was searched, but the evidence they were looking for was still missing.He Yijiu felt that the truly precious things would not just be left outside, there must be a dark room in this house.

Where will it be?

The two of them could only rummage around like headless chickens, even breathing as little as possible.I don't know if it's their luck, the outside is peaceful, and no one has noticed any changes in the house.At this time, it is said that they have left the banquet for a quarter of an hour, and it may not be good to delay it any longer.Han Lang complained in his heart, and even thought of giving up.At this moment, He Yijiu suddenly reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes, motioning him to go to his side.

"Found it." The other party only said with lips.

Under the cabinet in front of him, there was an imperceptible secret door.He Yijiu stretched out his hand, and before he could catch his breath, he pried open the lock and pulled out a stack of documents from inside.The two glanced at the light outside, and the words "Baochangba" were vividly remembered.

"Yes, that's it."

The two hurriedly pulled out the remaining paper, Han Lang looked at it a few more times in a hurry, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.The account shows that the private salt was exchanged for Bingjia, and the inscription was He Di's.There is no such surname in the Central Plains, only Xirong has it.To this day, the whereabouts of those private salt and money may have been clearly revealed.

No one would hoard armor for no reason, let alone contact foreign enemies easily, unless--

The virtuous king wants to rebel.

Han Lang was covered in cold sweat, and even the hand holding the account began to tremble, soaking the paper. "Calm down," He Yijiu said close to his ear, "Let's find a way to inform King Zhao first."

They got up in a hurry, collected the accounts, and planned to find an opportunity to escape.However, it was too quiet outside, so quiet that people could not be sure about it, and even suspected that they came here as a trap, even if they had evidence in their hands, they would not be able to fly.

At this moment, Han Lang's heart seemed to flicker suddenly, followed by a thunderclap.Something is wrong, something is wrong.All of this was too easy, too easy, the two of them couldn't easily get the evidence that King Zhao couldn't find.unless...unless--

His heart was beating like a drum, he hurriedly pushed He Yijiu away, and looked directly through the crack of the window.There are still guards standing outside, they are as motionless as wooden carvings, and they seem to never want to take a look into this room.Seeing this, Han Lang trembled all over, staring blankly at the doorknob in front of him, not daring to take a step.It seemed that a catty of gunpowder was buried in that place, and as soon as people walked out, there would be a bang, and they would be blown up to ashes.

"A-Lang?" He Yijiu looked at him suspiciously.

"There is fraud," Han Lang turned his head stiffly, "There must be fraud, we are finished."

"Don't talk about being discouraged," He Yijiu quickly thought of something with him, but tried his best to enlighten him, "Just give it a go, with our abilities, ordinary people can't stop us at all."

After speaking, he pulled open the door latch. Sure enough, the guards were just staring into the distance, completely ignoring the sound coming from this side.The two stepped out, and got a mysterious sight from them.

The lights hit.

In the courtyard not far away, those swaying flowers and trees weave into a huge black net, and countless lights flow out from the gaps.There are figures behind, the leader is the servant with the lantern, and then the Xian Wang, he smiled slowly when he saw the two of them: "Where are you going, let's find it easily."

Behind him, all the guests were present, all looking to this side with curious eyes.One of them asked: "Oh, what is your Highness asking us to come to this courtyard?"

"I want to treat you all to a good show."

He Yijiu immediately took a step forward, and wanted to scold back, but was dragged back to his original position by Han Lang. "What's your Highness's meaning?" Han Lang asked, "If it's to find someone, it's too much to go to war with, isn't it?"

King Xian smiled and said nothing, waved his hands, and saw a group of heavily armed guards protecting himself and many guests behind him.The crowd was talking a lot, and the officials looked nervously at each other, and at the same time they looked at the two people who were guarded by layers of guard.Han Lang and He Yijiu were surrounded by countless weapons and spears, they didn't move at all, they could only feel the cold sweat slowly slipping down from their foreheads.

Is this a fight to the death with them?

The two looked at each other, and their hands were tightly clenched, both soaked in a layer of sweat.

The scene was deadlocked like this, and no one took any action.Just at this time, the night wind blows, the clouds and mist in the sky are blown away, and the moonlight shines on the earth again.Several tall wooden platforms emerged in the moonlight, and huge shadows stretched across the ground like the teeth of giant beasts, pointing directly at the ground where the two stood.Han Lang suddenly realized that he and He Yijiu were right in the middle of those strange wooden platforms.

Suddenly, a man walked out from the crowd, with white beard and hair, and steady steps, but once his face was revealed, the expressions of Han Lang and He Yijiu changed dramatically.

It's Master Han.