The thin man's face was as pale as paper. △Yang Ji was right. He came here to monitor Yang Ji. It was indeed a private action. It had nothing to do with the prince's intention.
"I don't understand what you are talking about. Stop talking nonsense."
The thin man said. His eyes drifted around, trying to shout to attract attention, but he was too afraid to move rashly.
"Humph, you won't understand if I don't give you some pain."
Yang Ji snorted coldly, and the five fingers of his right hand turned red, like a soldering iron. A strange suction force came from Yang Ji's palm, and the blood in the thin man's body immediately burst out of his body uncontrollably and flowed into Yang Ji's body.
"Evil...evil, evil power..."
The thin man's face was full of panic. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to take back his blood, but he couldn't control it.
The whole person is like a puppet, controlled by others.
"You should know what will happen if your inner strength is absorbed by the Ah Bi Xie Gong, right? Tell me, who sent you here?"
Yang Ji said harshly.
Yang Ji's Xiao'a Nose Skill was learned from Fang Bai, and this inferior version has no effect on swallowing up other people's internal energy.
Yang Ji also fought against the evil prince for many consecutive times before he figured out a little bit of the secret of Xiao Ah Bi Gong from him. When absorbing internal energy, he could only absorb a little, and it was of no great use at all.
However, it was more than enough to scare the thin man.
"Yes...yes, it was Yang Long and Yang Bao who sent me here."
Big beads of sweat rolled down the skinny man's forehead, and his eyes were full of fear. He was more or less experienced in doing things in the palace.
None of the people whose inner strength was absorbed by Ah Bi Kung had more than one, and all of them became mummies. At that time, I am afraid that no one in the palace would recognize him.
He never expected that the young man he was following would actually perform such evil deeds.
A person who knows Abi Xie Gong must not use common sense to deduce. Now he begins to believe that Yang Ji may really kill him and silence him.
"It's really them..."
Hearing the thin man's words, Yang Ji showed no surprise, as if he had already expected this. Yang Hu and Yang Bao were disciples of the Yang family, and they were also loyal to Yang Xuanlan.
They pay attention to themselves, which means that people of Yang Xuanlan's lineage pay attention to themselves.
Taiyuanzhou is Yang Xuanlan's territory, and his power is not greater than that of the counties. It would be strange if he didn't know anything about it and didn't take any action when he arrived here.
Yang Ji had long expected such a scene, so he was not surprised.
"Didn't you say that Yang Xuanlan went to Huangjitian? Why didn't Yang Long and Yang Bao go?"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice, slightly loosening his wrist.
The thin man moved his neck vigorously, as if he felt better. But soon, the thin man was startled. He looked like he had seen a ghost:
"how do you know?"
Yang Jixian had only been here two days, and he had been guarding him for two days. He didn't see where he went at all. But he didn't leave home, and he actually knew such a secret thing as the prince consort entering Huangjitian.
I'm afraid some people who have lived in Zhou Mansion for many years may not know about this kind of thing. Yang Ji, a new stranger here, actually already knows about it.
"Hey, I know a lot more."
Yang Ji sneered.
These people obviously don't know the identity of Ouyang Zushi. There are many people in the family, and not everyone will be noticed. Especially Ouyang Zushi, who is not in power.
"You haven't answered me yet?" Yang Jidao.
The thin man saw that Yang Ji seemed to be using the Ah Bi Xie Gong again, his face turned pale and he said anxiously:
"I said. I said... Huangjitian is too dangerous. Not everyone can go there. Yang Long and Yang Bao are not qualified enough to follow the Prince Consort."
"What do you mean? It was entirely their decision to send you to follow them without permission?"
Yang Ji's eyes turned cold, and he immediately felt the problem keenly. In order to know
"This, I don't know."
The thin man lowered his head and said, "The Prince Consort has great trust in these two adults, and I am only following orders."
Yang Ji took a deep look at him and knew that it was impossible for him to lie about this kind of thing.
"Hmph. Since they deceived the superiors and made the decision without authorization, they must avoid the palace. Tell me, you follow me every day, where can I report to them?"
Yang Ji said with a clear understanding.
The thin man looked at Yang Ji with fear and fear in his eyes. God knows how this kid knew that the place where he met Yang Long and Yang Bao was not in the palace.
When things got to this point, there was no use denying or denying. The thin man happily named a place on the street.
Yang Ji made some insinuations and asked a few questions to confirm that he was not lying to him. He also basically confirmed that this matter was entirely Yang Long's and Yang Bao's own idea and had nothing to do with anyone else.
"boom!"
Yang Ji threw the palm of his hand, and with a bang, he threw the thin man on the smooth purple floor of the room, sealing his blood at the same time.
"Since you are also following orders, I won't kill you yet. However, it is impossible to just let you go. So, just stay here for one night."
As he spoke, Yang Ji pointed his finger, and a beam of blood energy shot out, knocking the thin man unconscious.
After closing the window, Yang Ji strolled to the table, picked up the handwritten "Secret Book of Noble Honors of the Taiyuanzhou Family" given by Ouyang Zishi, and continued to read.
This manual sent by Ouyang Zishi records many forces in Taiyuan Continent, the content is very detailed, and it is used to guide the disciples of aristocratic families.
Although it is hand-copied, it is extremely precious and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.
For people like Yang Ji who have just arrived in Zhoufu and are very unfamiliar with everything, this kind of manual is very useful. It is equivalent to an introductory guide.
Yang Ji has been watching for a whole night, and basically has a certain understanding of the various large and small forces in Zhoufu. Although he is not familiar with it, when he meets a person, as long as he has some background, he will basically know it.
It can also determine the identity and origin of the other party.
Time passed slowly, and the thin man curled up and remained motionless.
Yang Ji held the "Secret Book" until dawn.
When the east turned white and it was almost time, Yang Ji smiled slightly, put down the "Secret Book", put his hands behind his back and walked out of the room.
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Two strange guests came to Fuyue Building recently, and they reserved a seat with a railing on the east side facing the street. The two of them didn't want any of the buns or snacks from Fuyue Building. They just had a pot of tea, and they ate from morning until midnight.
Just leave. Never get any further or say another word.
Fuyue Building makes money by selling steamed buns and snacks. How much money can you make from a pot of tea? Moreover, Fuyue Building has always had a prosperous business and there is no shortage of customers.
What the two of them did really affected the business.
Fortunately, although they didn't order much, they gave a lot of gifts each time. Every time they left, there was a sufficient amount of gold on the table.
Everyone in Fuyue Tower just turned a blind eye.
"What's going on? It's already this time, why hasn't anyone arrived yet?"
In the private room, a slightly taller figure on the left said, tapping his finger on the table. Something felt wrong.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute. When has Lao Gao ever disappointed us? Just wait a minute."
The man on the right said.
Both of them were dressed in black and blue cloth, with bamboo hats slanting over their heads to cover their faces. Although it was a bit strange, this was the standard attire of merchants in Zhoufu.
In Zhoufu, the population is dense. At five o'clock in the morning, it is not yet bright. Some people are already selling breakfast and goods in advance. Taking advantage of the crowd, after selling out, go to a lower-level restaurant or teahouse nearby and order some.
Put out the steamed buns, a plate of salted radish, a few fried dough sticks, and a new pot of tea. This morning will be perfect.
There are a lot of such vendors in Zhoufu.
However, these two people were clean and smellless, so they were obviously not serious traders.
"But Lao Gao is always punctual in his work. Usually at this time, he should have arrived. Yang Long, do you think something happened? Did that guy Yang Ji notice it?"
The man on the left raised his head. A face full of resentment was revealed under the bamboo hat. It was Yang Bao of the Yang family. But compared with before, Yang Bao now seemed to have been reborn. There was a huge difference in strength.
It doesn't take half a day to become strong.
"probably not."
Yang Long frowned, and bursts of wisdom flashed in his eyes:
"There are so many people in Zhou Mansion. Yang Jichu just arrived, so he might not be able to tell them apart. Moreover, if he really found out, he should have taken action on the first day. He couldn't wait until now!"
"I hope it's what you said."
Yang Bao paused and said harshly:
"It is said that Yang Ji has become the top martial arts scholar in Langya County. Yang Long, do you think it is true? How could this kid become so powerful in just a few years?"
Yang Bao's face was filled with disbelief and deep hatred. The waste who was once like an ant and had no sense of existence in the family has now become so powerful. Yang Bao's first feeling was that he didn't believe it.
If the eldest son hadn't explicitly prohibited them from approaching Yang Ji before he left, Yang Bao would have been tempted to give it a try. In his heart, he would never believe it.
"In the past few years, like you, I have been practicing hard in seclusion on Shangyang Mountain according to the request of the young master. How do I know about things so far away in Zhoufu?"
Yang Long glanced at Yang Bao and said calmly:
"However, it is not easy for the eldest son to have what he has today. We who have followed him all the way here should know how much effort and price he has paid for today. The Yang family is just a small family in Jin'an City, and they want to give birth to a royal family.
I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Fu Ma for hundreds of years. The eldest son's current achievements have far exceeded those of our ancestors of the Yang family."
"As long as nothing unexpected happens, the eldest son will definitely have a bright future. No matter what, the glory that the Yang family has finally won cannot be destroyed by that boy Yang Ji."
When Yang Long talked about it later, a frightening cold light appeared in his eyes:
"The eldest son is not in Zhoufu now, and the prince-in-law has a lot of worries about his identity, so he can't act recklessly. We people can't be of much help, so we must find a way to help him deal with Yang Ji's future troubles."
"Well, don't worry. Whether it's overt or covert, poisoning or otherwise, as long as we can do it, we won't be stingy about it."
Yang Bao nodded. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels are better and updated faster!