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"If you're asking me—"

Ji Wuyue paused in the middle of her words, her eyes briefly met Ling Qi's in mid-air, and the two of them turned their heads and glanced outside the courtyard at the same time.

The corners of Ji Wuyue's lips curved slightly, her smile was light and cold.His hand resting on the table suddenly turned over, and lightly patted the stone table——

Except for the two teacups in front of him and Ling Qi, all the teapots and porcelain cups on the table flew away from the desk in an instant, suspended in mid-air.He stretched out his hand and drew a random arc, waved his palm vertically, and several blue and white glazed arrows flew towards Meilin outside the courtyard like a rain of meteors.

Ji Wuyue lowered her head again to pick up her teacup, only to realize that the water in the cup had already been completely cooled.He felt helpless at once, and turned his gaze to the teapot that had flown away by Zhang Yuan. He stretched out his arms and made a grabbing motion with his fingers in the air.The teapot, which seemed to have crossed the wall, was pulled back by an invisible internal force, and flew back into Dong Jun's hand in an instant.

Warm water poured out from the pot he was holding on to, refilling the teacup. Ji Wuyue put the teapot back on the stone table, held the cup and tilted her head slightly, motioning for Ling Qi to please.

The flowing movements only happened with a few snaps of his fingers, Ling Qi looked at his teacup quietly placed on the stone table, and felt a slight chill in his heart.

It is not difficult to use the cup as an arrow against top players.

Retrieving things from a distance is not difficult for a master warrior.

The difficulty was that the cup of tea in front of Ling Qi that he had never drunk, from the beginning to the end, the water surface in the cup remained motionless, without even the slightest ripple.

Completely still, always still.

Ji Wuyue slapped the table, waved her palm, grabbed the pot until she finally put the teapot back on the stone table. All these actions with internal force seemed to have nothing to do with the cup of tea in Ling Qi's hand. The water in the porcelain cup never fluctuated even the slightest .

The three-foot-square stone table seemed to be completely divided into two worlds under Lishan Dongjun's hands, and his own and Ling Qi's two teacups were quietly isolated.The movement and stillness of everything on the tea table are controlled by his white, jade-like, gentle and slender hand, everything can be retracted freely, according to his will.

There was a faint muffled sound of people falling to the ground outside the courtyard, no accidents should be spies sent by other dignitaries from other aristocratic families in the inn.The two people sitting at the table looked as usual, and no one cared.

This seemed to be just an inconspicuous episode in the conversation. Ji Wuyue took a sip of tea and continued what she said just now: "If Commander Ling wants to ask me, then three months ago, I was not in the imperial capital."

——This is a reasonable answer Lishan Dongjun can give, and it is also the boundary of the emperor's shadow guard.

Ling Qi wasn't surprised by his words, but he lowered his eyes and still didn't make a statement.

Ji Wuyue didn't care too much, and said lightly, "According to the letter Chu Heng sent to his master, Commander Ling came to me for something, because three months ago, on August [-]th, an unexpected visitor came to Dichun Terrace? "

"But Commander Ling," Ji Wuyue said in a cold voice, "I have to say something, not to mention the imperial capital, I have never even set foot in Zhongzhou in the past ten years. It was the wrong person to ask."

Ling Qi's expression didn't move. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at the calm Lishan Dongjun, and said calmly: "Since Dongjun has shown sincerity, then I will say something more."

"For the good of Mount Li, I hope Dichun Terrace has nothing to do with Dong Jun, because this matter is about Jiang Jincheng."

Ji Wuyue's hand holding the cup suddenly paused.

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Zhongzhou, An Fan.

As the junction of the two prefectures of China and Wanzhou, Anfan City lives up to its name. It is stable, prosperous and connected in all directions. Tourists and businessmen traveling between the two prefectures, young talents who study abroad, and martial arts practitioners who have experienced abroad all love to rest here. Rest your feet, there are many people coming and going in the city and outside the city every day.

But because of this, once the imperial capital was under martial law, temporary passes were set up in the four circles of Zhongzhou, and inspections of past travel began. Turning around, I'm afraid that someone with bad intentions will sneak into Zhongzhou from Anfan.

At sunset, the crowds at the gate of Anfan City gradually thinned out. Qin Fang had been running around for a day, and was about to take a tea break when he returned to the mansion. Unexpectedly, before his ass touched the chair, the city gate guard suddenly rode his horse and rushed. Hurry to report——

Jiang Jincheng's guard of honor has arrived.

Qin Fang was stunned, and remained silent for a long time. After the guard repeated it again, he realized that he was immediately dressed in official uniforms, and according to the etiquette, he hurriedly led all the officials of Anfan City to make relatives twenty miles away from the city gate. welcome.

Qin Fang was originally a cautious character. He came from a poor family and had no background.He has been an official for decades, but now he is a magistrate of a city, relying on being peaceful and not wading in the muddy water.

King Jing's Shiyi Jiang Jincheng is facing the Lanjiang River. He thought that King Jing would take a more convenient waterway to get to the imperial capital, and he wished that this super prince would not go by land.As a result, he came to whatever he was afraid of, and the guard of honor for the king happened to enter Zhongzhou via Anfan.

Although the overall situation in Kyushu is now preliminarily determined, the Empress Dowager Zhong returned to the emperor and retreated to the Palace of Mercy and Concentration to worship the Buddha to support her life, but since the two palaces have already killed their sons and hated the blood feud of the Yi people, how could the Empress Dowager Zhong be willing to do so.She has held the power of the emperor for many years, and her mother's Yanxi Zhong family is one of the sixteen surnames of the founding of the country. The forces under her are intricate and spread all over Kyushu. It cannot be wiped out in a year or a half.

Now King Qi is gone, but under the empress dowager's knees there is still Prince Jing, who was proclaimed personally by the former emperor. He is a serious son of the former emperor. His status is sensitive but precious. Unless it is for rebellion, the emperor can't touch him easily.

Anyone who has read history knows that rebellion is a matter of rebellion. If it is defeated, it is called rebellion. If it succeeds, it is to obey the will of heaven and accept the order of heaven.Whether King Jing Lingyi has the heart of his elder brother King Qi, no one can say just by looking at the current situation.

Qin Fang thought about it all the way secretly, the more he thought about it, the bigger his head became, and he felt like he was facing a big enemy. Taking advantage of waiting, he hurriedly invited Gu Zheng, Marquis of Shuo'an, who was dispatching troops near An Fan.

King Jing put on the ceremonial guard of [-]% of the prince's trip, and it didn't take long to reach the city gate [-] miles away. Qin Fang led the dignified officials under his hands to meet him in a hurry, and knelt down to a Baogaihua car at the forefront of the convoy. salute.

The window of the carriage was opened from the inside, and half of the curtain was raised, and a rambling tone came from above: "Master Qin, get up, there is no need to be polite."

Taking advantage of the gap between getting up, Qin Fang quietly raised his head and glanced, and saw Prince Jing Ling Yi leaning against the window, with raised eyebrows, smiling eyes, disheveled clothes, seemed to be hugging someone in his arms, vaguely discernible, Presumably she should be a concubine of King Jing's Mansion.

Qin Fang didn't dare to look at it too much, thanked him respectfully, and asked King Jing to go to the other garden in the city to rest for a while.

King Jing didn't respond, he just put down the curtain of the carriage, and after a while, Ling Yi walked out of the carriage with a hand stove in his arms.It was only then that Qin Fang noticed that his mouth was stained with an abrupt blush, which obviously did not belong to him, it should be the concubine-colored rouge on the vermilion lips of the woman in the car.

Ling Yi gathered the messy clothes on his body, raised his eyes halfway, and said to Qin Fang with a half-smile, "Master Qin, the Empress Dowager's Grand Ceremony is coming up, I heard that the carriages and horses that set foot in Zhongzhou have to be checked first before they can go." Let it go, I don't want to violate the rules, Master Qin should ask someone to investigate."

As soon as his words fell, the palace servants immediately set up the canopy and set up a banquet on the spot.Regardless of the cold and windy winter evening, King Jing sat down on a chair with his hand stove Shi Shiran in his arms, and made a "please" gesture to Qin Fang, as if actively cooperating and speaking well.

Qin Fang looked at the prince's guard of honor, which stretched for several miles, and suddenly complained in his heart.

There are obviously female relatives in the BMW incense car. The concubines and concubines in the prince's mansion who can follow King Jing to Beijing are all of good looks and grades. The girls were carefully selected by the middle school, and even got on the imperial jade certificate, so how could he let someone from a humble family prefect check it out.What's more, it's freezing cold in the winter months, King Jing is waiting outside the car, if he gets sick from the wind and cold, how can he, a magistrate, afford it?

But the relationship between the two palaces in the imperial capital is so sensitive that if they let it go directly, if there is something tricky in Jingwang's motorcade, and something happens casually in the future, he will not be able to explain it after the investigation.

Qin Fang was in a dilemma, one head was two big, a few drops of cold sweat were still hanging on his forehead.He only hoped that Gu Zheng, Marquis of Shuo'an, who was dispatching troops near Anfan recently, would be able to bring someone over as soon as possible.

Respecting the prince's face, only those from the Gu family in the north dare not buy it.Back then, because of the death of Gu Chongshan, Governor of Shuozhou, Gu's family in Snow City had long been torn apart with Empress Dowager Zhong and others.No one is more suitable to deal with King Jing than Shuo Anhou who is so rigid that he "can't understand human speech".

Qin Fang dawdled for time, while sending people to walk along the winding several miles of the prince's motorcade to make a show, while talking to King Jing with a smile, he only hoped that Marquis Shuo'an would come over soon.

However, half an hour passed slowly, seeing that the setting sun had already sunk into the sky, and the cold wind was picking up at night, but there was still no figure of Marquis Shuo'an.

King Jing's hand stove was changed twice, and it was going to be completely dark. Qin Fang knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he got up and greeted the car and drove into the city.

Surprised on King Jing's face, he half-falsely said: "We won't investigate it? Isn't it good?"

Qin Fang was bitter in his heart, and he replied bravely: "The prince is joking, you are going to Beijing to celebrate the birthday of His Highness the Queen Mother, so there is nothing to investigate."

"Okay." King Jing waved his hand, looking easy to talk, stood up, took the stove and stepped on the car stool, walked two steps and seemed worried, turned around and said to Qin Fang with a smile: " Master Qin really doesn't want to investigate?"

When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were hooked, and he had a kind taste.If it weren't for the indifference and arrogance engraved in the blood of the Tian family, Qin Fang might really have thought that the Prince Jing in front of him was just a young and fun-loving offspring.Ling Yi's face looks a bit like the late Emperor's at first glance, the outline is cold and sharp, his eyes are long and narrow, like a pool of cold pools, even when he smiles, he seems to be condescending, and it is impossible to see what is going on in his heart .

Qin Fang looked at his nose, nose and heart, bowed his hands again, and said with a smile: "My lord has beaten the evil minister, and no one can check you, lord. It's getting late, please go to the other garden in the city to rest for a while."

King Jing said "En", with a smile of unknown meaning on his face, looking down at Qin Fang who was bent over to maintain the salute posture, and after a few breaths, he lowered his head and stepped into the car.

The moment the door closed, the smile on King Jing's face suddenly faded, he glanced at the foreign man leaning against the wall of the carriage holding his breath, and twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Another voice came from inside the car, soft and soft, rippling with charm, it was from Princess Jing Zhong Yiyun——

"My lord has worked hard, my master, she is here."

The car of King Jing's Mansion drove slowly into Anfan City in the afterglow of the setting sun. Qin Fang looked at the wide open city gate in the distance, and his eyelids jumped twice.

Before stepping into the carriage of the Qin family, he summoned guards, "Is Marquis Shuo'an here?"

The guard still shook his head.Qin Fang grabbed the official robe on his body, wiped the sweat from his brow, gritted his teeth and got into the car, and followed the Jing Dynasty to open Anfan City.

At that time, Gu Zheng, Marquis of Shuo'an, who Qin Fang had been waiting for for a long time, was at the southwestern pass of Zhongzhou, [-] miles away from Anfan City, personally inspecting a special convoy—the foreign mission from Nanxi to Dayin.

The list of missions has been sent to Gu Zheng a few days ago. Marquis Shuoan is rigid and cold, no matter men, women, young or old, as long as they are human, please get out of the car and check the documents one by one.

Walking to the last carriage in the queue, Gu Zheng looked down at the list of missions, and now there was only one person who hadn't shown up.Gu Zheng fastened his saber, raised his breath slightly, and tapped on the car wall with his fingers.

The next moment, the car door opened, and a woman came down calmly from the inside. She spoke Dayin mandarin with a perfect accent, elegant and dignified, and her voice could not hear the slightest foreign accent——

"Nan Xi, Jing Xueli."

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