There is a huge courtyard surrounded by high walls in the northwest corner of the Imperial Palace in Yujing City.

It is a little far from the palace halls, and the architectural styles of the buildings in the courtyard are completely different from those of the palace halls.

The high wall is black.

Dozens of small buildings in the high walls are all black.

Except for the one in the corner, the rest are two-story buildings.

The one in the corner has eight floors.

It is actually a tower, but there is no tower in its name.

It is also pitch black all over, so it is called a black building.

This place is quieter than any place in the palace, and even the cicadas are almost inaudible here.

This is the headquarters of Ningguo Imperial City Department.

Black Building is the heart of this headquarters!

And Changsun Jinghong is the owner of this place.

He doesn't like summer, and he doesn't like the cicadas in summer, so every time summer comes, the first thing the officials and spies in the Imperial City Department have to do is to catch the cicadas in the forest.

Over time, there will be no cicadas here.

Then it became as quiet as it is now.

Prince Ning Zhiyi got off the carriage outside the yard. Without a guard, he walked into the yard under the leadership of the Imperial City Si Zhike and walked towards the black building.

It was very hot outside the yard, but after walking into the yard, he felt it was chilly here.

There are reasons for the big-leaf banyan that covers the sky and the sun, and there are also reasons for the gloomy everywhere here.

There are moss on the trunks, and the walls of those small wooden buildings are also full of moss.

It is said that during the previous dynasty, this place was actually a execution ground.

After Ningguo was founded, in order to suppress the yin energy here, he built that black building, but he did not expect that three hundred years later, it was even more gloomy than the execution ground.

No official likes it.

Even most officials in the court have never been here and never want to come here for the rest of their lives.

What the Imperial City Department does is not a good thing for these officials.

If you are targeted by the Imperial City Department... you will walk in front of the Gate of Hell.

Therefore, this place is also privately called the Hall of Hell by those officials.

As for the King of Hell, of course it is Changsun Jinghong, the Lord of the Imperial City Sitiju!

Ning Zhiyi climbed up to the eighth floor panting.

However, what he saw was a girl in red dress sitting in front of the window.

"Hongyi, where is Mr. Changsun?"

She was wearing a red dress, and her name was Hongyi. She was Changsun Jinghong's granddaughter... Changsun Hongyi!

Changsun Hongyi stood up and bowed, "Your Highness, Grandpa is enjoying the cool under the crooked tree downstairs."

"..." Ning Zhiyi was in a bad mood.

It's really tiring to climb this building!

But even if he was the prince, he would not dare to call Changsun Jinghong up.

So, he swallowed and took a few more breaths, "I'll go find him now."

"Is there something urgent?"

"...I'm not in a hurry, I just want to hear my husband's opinion for some trivial matters."

Changsun Hongyi blinked his beautiful eyes, "Oh, then I'll take you down."

Ning Zhiyi went downstairs with difficulty again, turned to look at the eight-story building, thinking why it was built so high?

The two of them came to the crooked tree in the corner.

There is a square table under the tree and four stone stools.

Changsun Jinghong did not sit on the stone stool, but lay on a rocking chair under the tree.

He was shaking a tattered palm fan in one hand and a cup of tea in the other hand. The rocking chair shook, and he squinted his eyes and hummed a song in his mouth:

The flowers and willows are real,

Everything is charming,

Delicate and tender, stop and everyone...

His voice was so ugly that it even ran out of tune, but every ravine on his old face was filled with the word "enjoy".

Changsun Hongyi and Prince Ning Zhiyi stood beside him. After he finished singing the song, he opened his eyes, glanced at Ning Zhiyi, and sat up.

"Your Highness, you are fat again!"

"..." Ning Zhiyi felt a little hurt in his chest.

He bowed respectfully, "Sir, you have lost weight again!"

"It's hard to buy weight when you're old, so it's better to be thinner. Please sit down! Go and get the pot of herbal tea in the well."

"Okay, grandpa."

Changsun Hongyi turned around and left. Changsun Jinghong was still sitting on the rocking chair. He looked at Ning Zhiyi again, "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's not my business."

“…Who is that?”

"Li Chen'an!"

Changsun frowned slightly between his eyebrows, "Is it Li Chen'an who made the song "Tian Jingsha"? His Highness was hit by this kid?"

Ning Zhiyi nodded and shook his head:

"If I want to say, I am very impressed by what this kid said at the South Gate. But in this situation... if I win him over, I will harm him."

"There are two main things to come to find Mr. today."

At this time, Changsun Hongyi came over with a jar of herbal tea. She poured a bowl for Ning Zhiyi, sat aside, and then heard Ning Zhiyi say again:

"First, the father had not returned to the palace, but he issued an imperial edict to Li Chenan, who was to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Conference on August 15th... The Four Emperors said this matter was probably not that simple, and it was probably the idea behind Concubine Ji."

"The Fourth Emperor Sister seems to be a little interested in that kid, and I don't want him to die at the hands of Concubine Ji, so I would like to ask his grandfather to help him find a way out for him in front of him when his grandfather and you were friends.

Changsun Jinghong did not answer, but Changsun Hongyi asked curiously: "Are you saying that Concubine Ji is trying to harm Li Chen'an?"

"Is he a small person from Guangling City worthy of Concubine Ji's actions?"

Ning Zhiyi pondered for a moment: "This is also a guess. To be honest, he is indeed not worthy of Concubine Ji's attack, but... the second emperor's brother is very fond of Zhongli Ruoshui, but Zhongli Ruoshui likes Li Chen'an."

"Oh, I'm also very curious to talk about it. How could Zhongli Ruoshui hit him?"

Ning Zhiyi didn't know either, so he couldn't answer.

Changsun Jinghong took a sip of tea, "What is the second thing?"

"The second thing is to ask the past of Mr.

"Do you know about Wen Zhuoyu?"

Changsun Jinghong raised his eyes to Ning Zhiyi and pondered for a moment: "I know."

"Then... do you know I should have a brother?"

"Dead."

Ning Zhiyi was stunned, "Is he really dead?"

"I haven't seen each other for twenty years. Imperial City Department, Yulong Club, and Lijingsi have been looking for it for twenty years. It's not an exaggeration to say that I have plowed our Ningguo all over, but there is no news. Just think he is dead."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in black came hurriedly.

He stood in front of Changsun Jinghong and bowed: "Sir, I just got the news."

"What news?"

"Li Jingsi is searching for the whole city clinic!"

Changsun was panicked and stunned, "Why?"

"What happened to Huaxi Villa, Luo Yueban took four killers to Huaxi Villa to kill Li Chen'an... This is the fourth wife of Mrs. Fan of Dingguo Marquis's Mansion, that is, Zhongli Ruoshui's mother invited Eunuch Xiao to do... the old eunuch in Concubine Ji's palace."

Changsun Jinghong was suddenly shocked, "Li Chenan was seriously injured?"

"No, Luo Yueban and his four subordinates all died and were killed by a young man named Amu... Mushandao's disciple."

"Li Chen'an carried Amu to seek medical treatment. Zhongli Ruoshui didn't know which clinic Li Chen'an went to. His Highness the Fourth Princess gave Li Jingsi the order."

Changsun Jinghong stroked his long beard, "I understand..."

His old eyes slowly narrowed, and a sharp edge emerged from his eyes:

"Red clothes, you bring a hundred black cavalry. At midnight, I will go to the palace hall, Kaiyuan Pavilion, Chenxiang Tower, and Jubao Pavilion... all of them will be burned for me!"

"Everyone inside... Kill it!"

Changsun Hongyi was shocked because these places were all the industries of Prime Minister Ji and the industries of Concubine Ji!

Prince Ning Zhiyi was also shocked. He thought about Changsun Jinghong. Then he saw Changsun Jinghong take a deep breath and said:

"The Imperial City Department has been so low-key these years that many people have forgotten it."

"It's time to show your face, otherwise... if this tiger doesn't show its power, it's really a sick cat!"
Chapter completed!