When Lin Zhennan heard the sound of fighting outside gradually subsided, he put on a piece of clothing and carefully walked out of the room. He walked to Fang Kun's yard and saw that both Li Jie and Li Jie were safe. He finally felt relieved and saw someone lying on the ground.
Lin Zhennan, the man in black, spoke.
"Pingzhi, do you want to inform the Yamen?"
Li Jie shook his head: "This man is a dead soldier. Even if he reports it to the police, nothing will be found. Father, you don't have to worry about it. I have my own plan. In a few days, no one will break in."
After saying that, he turned to Fang Kun and said, "I'm going to have to work hard on you these days, so be more careful."
Fang Kun nodded expressionlessly. He would have done it even if Li Jie didn't say it. If neither of them were here tonight, the consequences would be disastrous.
Zhu Bin kept pacing back and forth in the private room. The delay in seeing Hu San return made him a little irritated.
Sun Yingjue whispered: "Xing Wu, there has been no news for so long. Is there something unexpected?"
"Let's wait and see. Maybe we were delayed on the way?"
Zhu Bin didn't believe this when he said it, he just comforted himself. Hu San had always been safe in doing things and there was no news for so long. There was only one possibility. Hu San was probably no longer alive.
With the hope of contingency, Zhu Bang waited for another hour but still received no news. He knew that waiting any longer would be in vain. Sun Yingjue saw Zhu Bang walking towards the door with a gloomy face, and couldn't help asking: "Xing Wu,
Aren’t you going to wait?”
Zhu Xi has only trained a master like Hu San in these years. He is the trump card in Zhu Xi's hand. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Unexpectedly, Hu San was defeated in the Lin Mansion. He is not worried about exposing himself.
Hu San's character would never betray him. Zhu Xi hated Li Jie even more at this moment, and walked out of the private room without answering Sun Yingjue's questions.
When Sun Yingjue saw this, he knew that the people he sent must have missed it, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart. If the other party found out any clues, it would be in trouble. Now that Li Jie's holy family was prosperous, if the emperor knew about it, he would not have the same family background as Zhu Bin.
On the way back, Sun Yingjue had been worried and stayed up all night. Early the next morning, he sent his confidants to investigate what happened last night. Mrs. Hou saw that her son had obviously stayed up all night with dark circles under his eyes, thinking that Sun Yingjue had gone out to hang out again last night.
"Going out to fool around again? How many times have I told you, why don't you listen?"
Sun Yingjue helplessly replied: "Mom, my child really has something to do, and he is not out to have fun."
When Mrs. Hou saw this, she left with a sigh. As she walked, she sighed: "You can't help your mother when you are older."
It was not until Zhu Xi sent someone to inform Sun Yingjue that he learned that there was indeed the sound of fighting in the Lin Mansion last night, but the Lin Mansion did not announce the matter. Sun Yingjue felt relieved a little, and he couldn't help but feel sleepy and went back to his room to fall asleep.
It was already afternoon when he got up. The people who had been sent to find out the news had been waiting outside his door. The news they heard was the same as what Zhu Bang sent. Most of the worries in his heart were reduced, but there was still a trace of worry in his heart.
Doubts remain.
A few days passed, and what happened that night did not cause the slightest ripple in Beijing. At this point, Sun Yingjue's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
However, another piece of news caught his attention. Recently, three censors, Sun Zhi, He Feiyu, and Lu Yuanwei, were imprisoned one after another, which triggered heated discussions throughout the court.
In the Tianxiang Pavilion, Sun Yingjue said with a scared look on his face: "By practicing martial arts, wouldn't the Holy One be too protective of Lin Pingzhi? It's just a few indifferent letters of impeachment. Is it necessary to go into such a big fight?"
Zhu Bin consulted his elder brother Zhu Hui as soon as he learned the news, and said his elder brother's analysis: "This is just a superficial appearance. The real meaning of the Holy Spirit is to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, in order to show the determination of restructuring. See
The Lord is determined to implement the salt-drying method, and of course this move is not without the intention of protecting it."
Sun Yingjue was thoughtful, silent for a while and said: "Then what do you plan to do?"
Zhu Xi picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip and said slowly: "I just learned the news the day before yesterday that Xie Qian, a lecturer at the Hanlin Academy, was assigned to Fujian to specialize in salt courses. This is a close minister who has been with His Majesty in the early years. Wait a minute.
Let’s see Prince Ning’s reaction.”
Then the conversation changed and he snorted coldly: "But I will never let Lin Pingzhi go easily!"
"Xing Wu, why don't we stop arguing with him? There are obviously experts in the opponent's house, and even when we send people, they are like meat buns and beating dogs, and they will never come back."
The corner of Zhu Yan's mouth twitched and he said in a conspiratorial manner: "If the hard one doesn't work, then I'll use the soft one. I have my own plan in mind."
Ding Mian rushed to the capital after a long journey. As soon as he entered the city, he went to East Street and left a secret note on a locust tree. At night, someone took him to a separate courtyard.
The butler let Ding Mian kneel on the ground without saying a word. Ding Mian lowered his head and looked sad and angry. As the saying goes, the doorkeeper of the prime minister's house can be compared to a seventh-rank official, let alone the close confidant of Liu Ji. Ding Mian
I dared to be angry but dared not speak out. I just felt that it was too humiliating. I secretly vowed in my heart that I should never go to Beijing for errands in the future.
After about a moment of burning incense, the housekeeper said, "Get up and tell us about your investigation."
Ding Mian stood up slowly after hearing the words, his expression changed into a paralyzed face in the process, and then reported the investigation situation one by one. After listening, the housekeeper said coldly: "It took you so long to find out such a little information? Lin Ping's clan
How is the situation in the family? How much does the family earn? Does he have any grudges with others in his daily life? Does he know martial arts? Is he good at it? "
A series of questions directly left Ding Mian speechless. Some of these questions they had indeed not considered, and some could not be found. When they didn't know how to answer, the housekeeper sighed.
"That's all, you warriors are all one-minded. I'll give you a task. If you can't handle it well, don't come to see me again."
Ding Mian was quite angry when he heard that the other party belittled the warriors, but due to the other party's status, he still bowed and replied: "Sir, I don't know what the matter is?"
"There were sounds of fighting in the Lin Mansion a few nights ago. Go and find out what happened. If it doesn't work, just kidnap a servant and ask. As for what to do after asking, you don't need me to teach you, right?"
Ding Mian secretly complained when he heard this. He would be smart if you asked him to kill people, but he was really not good at this kind of thing, so he made sure to use the simplest and crudest means to investigate.
The next day, Ding Mian followed the address given by the housekeeper and arrived in front of Li Jie's house. He walked around all day but couldn't find a suitable opportunity. Most of the people in the house went out during the day, and the roads they took were all highways, so there was no chance at all.
Take action.
When Li Jie came back from work and walked to the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He had a vague feeling of being spied on. With his martial arts, it was definitely not an illusion. However, on the surface, he still walked into the house calmly, and then called Fang Kun.
.
"You have to pay more attention in the past few days. I just felt someone peeping secretly at the door. I didn't take action in order not to alert the snake. You should pay more attention and see if you can follow the clues to find out the person behind the scenes."