Li Chenan led a mighty black-clad team carrying a coffin through the streets of Kyoto, which attracted everyone's attention.

The dark clothes are the symbol of the Imperial City Division.

The little ghost who rarely appeared in front of the people in the Palace of Hell was walking openly and honestly under the autumn sunshine.

This of course makes these people very afraid.

But after hearing that the young man in black walking at the front was Mr. Xiao Li, they seemed to be less afraid anymore——

Master Xiao Li is a poet!

Of course immortals and ghosts are different.

Immortals are good people and ghosts are bad people.

Now Mr. Xiao Li has also gone to the Palace of Hell and has become a deputy. This is to use immortals to conquer ghosts. He will definitely drive away the ghost energy in the Palace of Hell.

What's more, he is still the eldest son of the emperor, and he has a true dragon's energy and blood in his body. How can those ghosts and monsters get close to him!

As a result, the people became more courageous, and there were gradually more people on both sides of the street.

While they were guessing who was in the dark coffin, they were watching Mr. Li gradually approaching——

This man is famous all over Kyoto.

But very few people have actually seen this man.

What's more, news that everyone couldn't believe came from Changyue Alley just now, saying that this man sent people to chop down the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and also used fireworks to blow up the Prime Minister's Mansion!

This is exciting news.

Because looking at the world, I am afraid that only this man can do such earth-shattering things.

As a result, tens of thousands of people walked along the ten-mile long street to see each other off.

The one they sent away was the unknown old man, but what they welcomed was their vision for the future of the eldest son of the emperor!

Dare to be the first in the world, so you can become a leader.

They hope that the fireworks will be set off more often in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they also hope that the young, promising, courageous and knowledgeable eldest son of the emperor can become the ray of light in this dark night!

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At noon, another tomb was added halfway up Shuiyun Mountain.

A monument was also erected in front of the grave.

On this monument is a sentence written by Changsun Jinghong:

"It's a blessing to have a burial place!"

Except for Wang Zhengjinzhong and Changsun Jinghong, they ordered the others to kneel down and bow before leaving.

The place suddenly became quiet again. Changsun Jinghong sat down in front of the grave, looking at the mountain stream shrouded in clouds and mist. Under the clouds and mist was the gathering field, which was vaguely visible at the moment.

"After I die, I will be buried here."

"Don't leave a word on my tombstone."

"But remember to put two jars of paintings in my coffin."

Li Chenan also sat next to Changsun Jinghong, turned around and glanced at him, "You must always be energetic. You can live to be a hundred years old. Drink enough Huapingchun while you are alive."

"I have sent someone to deliver Huapingchun. They should arrive in Kyoto soon. They will be delivered continuously in the future."

Changsun Jinghong also turned around and glanced at Li Chenan: "A hundred years old...that's an old monster! Why not build a wine shop here?"

Li Chenan pondered for a moment, "It's not very peaceful here."

Changsun Jinghong did not deny this.

"How did you feel after passing Xuanwu Camp?"

"very good!"

"Both the fighting techniques and fighting discipline are very good, but... the young men who were supposed to be sunshine have turned into cold machines one by one. This is not good."

Changsun Jinghong smiled slightly, "I think this is the best!"

"They are a knife in your hand!"

"The knife doesn't need to be thinking, it just needs to be sharp enough!"

"After all, you have more of a scholarly temperament, and it's not good to have compassion, because the current Ning country is cold and dark."

"Your little warmth will only be swallowed up by this cold darkness. Instead of doing this, it is better to make yourself colder."

"I won't say much more about this. If you do it slowly, you will naturally have a deep understanding. Talk about how you plan to find out the spies within the Imperial City Division, and then talk about how to destroy the water bandits in Shuangjiao Lake.

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Li Chenan thought for a while, "After all, we are in the south. The water in Shuangjiao Lake will not freeze even in winter, so we still have to rely on the power of the navy."

"I have sent a letter to Zhongli Qiuyang. Although he has not been in Guangling Navy for a long time, the Dingguo Marquis Mansion has invested a lot of human and financial resources in Guangling Navy."

"I think the current Guangling Navy has undergone some changes."

Changsun Jinghong was startled: "Let the Guangling Navy go to fight the water bandits in Shuangjiao Lake head-on? Can the Dingguo Marquis Mansion bear this loss?"

Li Chenan shook his head, "Shuangjiao Lake is not the main battlefield of this battle."

"Where is it?"

"Shuangjiao Mountain!"

After a pause, Li Chenan said again: "That's one hundred thousand shi of food, and the carriage will have to travel for several miles."

"I don't know the road from Shuangjiao Mountain to Shuangjiao Lake, but I guess it's a mountain road."

"The mountain road is difficult to travel. Even if there are ten thousand or eight thousand water bandits in Shuangjiao Lake, they can move back and forth for several months!"

"So, that batch of tax grains is not in Shuangjiao Lake, but somewhere in Shuangjiao Mountain... It's not in the deep mountains, it should be not far from Shilipo... I'm afraid there are bandits there.

A dug cellar may also have a natural cave!"

Wang Zheng Jinzhong was suddenly startled, but Changsun Jinghong showed a smile.

Because there was nothing wrong with Li Chenan's analysis, he had even sent spies from three agencies to search near Shilipo.

This clue is not difficult to find at all.

The food piled up as high as a mountain is a huge goal.

There are so many bandits involved in robbing food, and there is no way they can do it without leaving traces.

"I think this is a deliberate set up!"

Li Chenan picked up a dead branch and drew a circle on the ground.

"If I were Ji Tai, I would use this batch of tax food as bait."

"This batch of tax food is not too important to Ji Tai. What is important is to use this huge bait to catch matching fish!"

Li Chenan raised his eyes to Changsun Jinghong.

"The Imperial City Division destroyed the Fish and Dragon Society, and the Imperial City Division is not under Ji Tai's control, so if I were Ji Tai, I would be here..."

Li Chenan clicked on the circle, "The food is here, waiting for you to enter the urn and destroy the Imperial City Division in one fell swoop. What do you think?"

"There is his spy in the courtyard, he can know when the Imperial City Secretary will bite this bait!"

Changsun Jinghong did not answer.

Li Chenan added:

"To eliminate the main force of the Imperial City Division, Ji Tai will definitely use the army... I have learned a little bit about Ji Tai's forces these days. I think that if he wants to eliminate the main problem of the Imperial City Division, the one he is most likely to use is his eldest son Ji Tai.

Secure the troops stationed in Tai'an City."

Changsun Jinghong then asked: "So, do you plan to use the Shenwu Army in the hands of the Marquis of Dingguo to ambush here and use the spy to pull off a trick?"

"We must use it, but the Shenwu Army of Dingguohou Mansion will not go there!"

Li Chenan threw away the branch in his hand and looked at the gathering field after the clouds dispersed.

"What I want is... to make the tiger leave the mountain!!"

Changsun Jinghong was suddenly startled and pondered for a long time, roughly guessing Li Chenan's intention.

"The emperor's side is not easy to explain."

"Isn't he going back to Changle Palace? Why do you need to explain?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will settle the score later?"

Li Chenan grinned. He looked at Sun Jinghong and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Am I not the eldest son of the emperor?"

Changsun Jinghong choked, hesitated for a long time and asked: "What if you are not?"

"Then am I yes or no?"

Changsun Jinghong suddenly turned his head and looked into the depths of the clouds and mist of Shuiyun Mountain.

He remembered the words on the note left by Wei San:

Everything in the world is like a chess piece, destined by heaven. If you find the root, you can travel in the clouds and mountains!

He withdrew his gaze, looked at Li Chenan, and said:

"At least for now."

Li Chenan squinted his eyes and looked at Yunji Bieye again, "That's enough!"

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Chapter completed!