After the prince returned to the court, the situation in Xinjing changed a little.

Regarding Li Xianyuan, there were a few more gossips among the officials in Xinjing. The court was leaking everywhere and nothing could be covered. Li Xianyuan was neglected when he went to court yesterday, and in the afternoon of the day, he blew all over Xinjing with the east wind that dispersed.

As for changes and gossip, Li Xianyuan was unwilling to care about it. Now he is like an old retired man who is idle at home, locking himself in a rich family all day long, just like having fun of birds and growing flowers, and finding three or four young concubines to enjoy his old age.

The comfort did not last long. On the third day after retreating from court, someone from the palace invited Li Xianyuan to attend the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month - whether to go or not.

That's what the eunuch who passed the message said.

Li Xianyuan was a sixth-rank marquis, so he was naturally incomparable to the scholar who had not yet become an official.

It would be better if you don’t go. Li Xianyuan was already disgusted with copying poems. If there was no need, he would never do this to show off.

Besides, let alone fifteen, it is nearly a month before the first day of the New Year, so it is still a little too early to talk about these things.

He personally sent the eunuch out of the house and watched him leave. He saw a man in the mansion walking in a hurry.

"What's wrong? You're so in a hurry." Butler Wen asked.

"Butler, Master." The servant bowed first and then said respectfully: "You don't know yet. The head of the King's Mansion in Jieshou was hanging in the garden, and the people from Xinjing Mansion were checking it. When the young man came back, he heard that the deceased died strangely, afraid... afraid... "

The servant stumbling for a long time and dared not continue.

"I'm afraid what?" asked Mr. Wen.

"I'm afraid there's something evil."

"Nonsense!" Butler Wen sternly said: "The emperor's grace is vast and righteous in the new capital. What evil spirits dare to do something here? I'm afraid there are evil people pretending to be a ghost."

"I don't know this little one."

Waving his hand to ask his servant to retreat, Mr. Wen explained to Li Xianyuan: "The Wang family is a merchant, and I am afraid that he will offend anyone when he is away all year round. But just in case, you'd better hire some guards and guards."

"Just make arrangements for this matter." Li Xianyuan ignored it. Speaking of which, he had never heard of all the matters in the mansion. After living there for half a month, he could not even count the few people in the mansion.

Manager Wen also understood Li Xianyuan's nature, so he stopped mentioning it after answering it.

The second day.

Li Xianyuan was awakened by a noise.

After not stopping for a long time, Li Xianyuan sat up, put on his robe and opened the door.

The horse's hooves and the noisy entered the bedroom with the chill. Li Xianyuan exhaled out the turbid air and looked at the maid in the courtyard.

"What's wrong outside?"

How many people look at me and I look at you, but no one makes a statement.

Li Xianyuan clenched his fists and coughed a few times, holding on to the door frame: "If you have something to do, just say it."

Then a maid said tremblingly: "Die...I'm dead..."

Li Xianyuan frowned, and her already bloodless cheeks made her look even more sick.

Seeing that he seemed to have a misunderstanding, the maid hurriedly said, "It's not from our house, it's from outside."

Knowing that he couldn't tell in a word, Li Xianyuan returned to the house. After a while, he came out and put on his clothes. Like ink long hair, he simply tied it into a ponytail and put it behind his head.

As he came to the reception hall, Mr. Wen had been waiting for a long time. After Li Xianyuan took his seat, Mr. Wen said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hu and his wife were found dead at the rockery in their backyard at Mao hour this morning."

Li Xianyuan looked out the door, and the shouts floated from afar through the front yard.

"It's a little more disturbing."

Manager Wen smiled bitterly: "The yamen runners came earlier, but later they were changed to the city gate lieutenant. At this time, the prefect of Xinjing and the imperial guards were busy outside."

Li Xianyuan was puzzled: "Is Mr. Hu involved in marriage with the palace?"

"It's because I don't get involved."

"Who is there any friendship with the old prince?"

"I haven't heard of it."

Li Xianyuan Ye was too lazy to guess anymore, so he hit the table and rubbed his forehead lightly: "Even the prefect and the imperial guards are moving, there is always a source."

The third rank of the New Beijing Prefecture Chief, the heads of the first three rows when he went to court. He, a marquis, listened to his mighty power, and could only stand next to the door frame when he went to court.

How could such an existence be a trivial matter?

"Do you remember yesterday that a servant said that the merchant named Wang, who was in the front of the street, was hung in the garden?" Mr. Wen stopped keeping a secret and revealed everything he knew: "Hu Yuanwai's Mansion is adjacent to the merchant named Wang, both of which were hung in the garden, and his death was paradoxical."

The increasingly weak body made Li Xianyuan unable to think too much. Simple reasoning is still OK. After a brief thought, he whispered: "The government is worried that the thief will attack the third company? Or will the third company do the same?"

"The master is smart, that's exactly how he is." "As the end of the year approaches, such a thing has happened that has caused the people to panic. If it is handled improperly, the prefect will inevitably be held accountable. Do you want to inform King Cheng and send a group of guards to come?"

"Didn't you say yesterday?"

Manager Wen smiled bitterly: "I said it, but I just mentioned it casually. The clinker was so big."

"This matter will be handled by Uncle Wen." Li Xianyuan felt sleepy and stopped caring about the matter. She covered her mouth and stood up with a light cough.

Manager Wen was a little worried and asked: "I will go to Prince Cheng's Mansion and ask the imperial doctor to take a look."

Li Xianyuan waved his hand without looking back: "The doctors in the mortal world cannot cure it. No need to spend that effort."

His figure crossed the threshold and disappeared behind the door.

After that, Li Xianyuan didn't take a step forward in the bedroom. The maid who came to deliver food in the evening, that is, the graceful man, saw that the delivery came from the table at noon, did not move. He was worried and went to the housekeeper Wen: "The master was fine a few days ago..."

"Maybe it was snowing recently, and the wind and cold were stained."

The maid bit her thin lips: "Will that servant tell her master..."

Manager Wen scolded: "Do you think things are not messy enough? You know the princess's temperament. If she wants to let her know, she will make a big fuss about Xinjing."

Mr. Wen repeatedly told me that the unwilling maid left. Sitting in the bedroom, Mr. Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly. Li Xianyuan, the boss, really didn't care about anything.

...

It's dark in the night.

The mansion was in silence. Although there was no curfew in Xinjing, most of the lively places were fireworks alleys and willows. At this time, most of the families had already rested.

The gloomy sky was still dark under the snowy scenery, which made it less dark in the middle of the night.

On the bed, Li Xianyuan tossed and turned, feeling a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

Scream-

The door opened a gap, and Li Xianyuan stepped out sideways, let out a cold breath, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the air where he dared to be uneasy, and saw a layer of black fog filling the night, hazy under the night.

Suddenly a strange sound came out: "I didn't expect there was a boy like this here, it's worth it..."

Li Xianyuan looked indifferent, and was not interested in waiting for it to finish speaking. He raised his fingers and waved his eyes into the air from afar.

A ray of water-like rainbow light suddenly shot out from the bedroom. The black fog was divided into three parts and penetrated directly.

The latter screamed and the sound disappeared.

Three rainbow lights circled around in the air and then went back to the room.

Li Xianyuan whispered in front of the door: "Can it be that the demon is really causing trouble..."

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Chapter completed!