Chapter 295: Exploring Yongwang's Mansion at Night (3)
In Li Lin's study, a tightly closed window suddenly opened a small crack.
The next moment, a black shadow came in as cleverly as a loach. It was Li Xin'an.
"Huh, I found it."
Li Xin'an patted off the dust on his body, picked up a candlestick beside him, and lit the candle.
Then the faint firelight began to examine the study.
"The Analects of Confucius, the Doctrine of the Mean, the Mencius, the Strategies of the Warring States... are nothing strange."
Li Xin'an searched on the bookshelf for a long time, but found nothing useful.
The only thing that interested him was the memorial contained in a small box at the bottom of the bookshelf.
"King Yong is keen on political affairs, so it's not surprising that there are notes in the study... These are all insignificant things written."
Li Xin'an gave up searching for bookshelf and restored everything to its original state, he began to search for the study room if there were any secret rooms and secret rooms.
But after searching for a long time, he only found a box with a lock. After Li Xin'an gritted his teeth and pulled the lock out, he found that the box was also empty.
"No, Li Lin must be inseparable from Li Xian's death and Xuanyuan's friend. There is no study room, is it in his bedroom?"
Just as Li Xin'an was thinking in her heart, another sound suddenly came from outside the study.
"Mr. Wu."
An old voice said, "I'll get the stuff."
"Does His Highness Yong's warrant?"
"No, here."
After a while, the soldier guarding the study room unlocked the study room:
"Mr. Wu, please."
Li Xinan flashed and hid behind the screen.
An old aide slowly walked into the study, walked straight to Li Lin's desk, lit the oil lamp, searched on it for a long time, and said to himself:
"Oh, the harvest of the Yongwang fiefdom this year is not good. He has not reduced the rent and taxes. The tenants started to make trouble and several people died."
"The death is not the most serious. I'm afraid that King Yong will not restrain himself again, but disaster will come."
The old aide was talking, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered something and said in surprise:
"Hey, this is..."
After saying this, the following is gone.
Li Xin'an hid behind the screen and heard strangely: "What did he find?"
He quietly poked his head out and saw the old staff stiffen there. Even the piece of paper in his hand was burned by the oil lamp and a burst of blue smoke came out, and he didn't pay any attention.
Looking at this scene, Li Xin'an couldn't help but become cautious, and he suddenly discovered something strange.
His eyes were firmly on the piece of paper held by the old staff.
"Ordinary paper will be burned in an instant when it encounters fire. Why is this paper ignited by an oil lamp and there is no spark? And this smoke... is wrong, there is a problem!"
Li Xin'an sniffed the following moments, and only felt a flash in front of him, and a sound rumbled in his mind. He knew that this was a means of illusion.
Western Regions Illusionist? Onmyoji?
Li Xin'an quickly covered his mouth and nose, threw out the flying needle in his hand, knocking off the slowly burning paper, and the blue smoke gradually dissipated.
He walked forward, and the old man's ending was as expected. His eyes were dull, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was dementia-like, which was obviously affected.
Li Xin'an possessed himself and picked up the paper, held it in front of his nose and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers.
"This is...the smell of Qianfucao."
Li Xin'an's face was solemn: "Thousand Tengcao only grows in Bashu, and is owned by the Magic Shadow Pavilion."
"Finally, the evidence was found!"
"It seems that it is not that King Yong and Xuanyuan Youpeng cooperated and colluded, but that Xuanyuan Youpeng used this method to control King Yong!"
"It won't be just that. There must be other Qiantoucao in the study."
Li Xin'an searched again. This time, he put all the papers
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I sniffed the Zi Du Xiao carefully and looked horrified.
"Half of the study room has traces of Qiantiao grass. If it weren't for the martial arts practitioner, they would definitely be deafed by poison when they came in."
Outside the study room, seeing that the old man had not come out for a long time, the guards were a little impatient and asked:
"Mr. Wu? Have you found it?"
"Mr. Wu?"
Li Xin'an glanced at the old man, looked at his face. He was not in danger of life, and he didn't care about him anymore. He took the paper with the poison of Qianjihu and turned out the window.
When the guards noticed something was wrong and rushed into the study, they only saw scattered classics and old staff members with stiff bodies.
...
Zhaowenguan.
Zhou Bian walked out of the door and stretched.
His injuries have been completely healed, and his health has not been so relaxed for a long time.
In the yard, An Qingxu was reading a book under the moonlight. When he saw Zhou Bian coming out, he smiled and said:
"The injuries are healed, congratulations."
Zhou Bian nodded, but felt a little anxious.
"So long has passed, why is there no movement on Li Xin'an? Could it be that he had something unexpected? You can't let An Qingxu go!"
"His family is going to rebel!"
An Qingxu stared at Zhou Bian with fun: "Are you worried?"
"Oh, no."
Zhou Bian sat next to An Qingxu: "What are you looking at?"
"The novel of the strange story, written by the students in Zhaowenguan, is really interesting. When my father ascended the throne in the future, I will definitely suggest that he set up a department in the court to write these things. Do you want to read it?"
"I'm not interested."
Zhou Bian looked around and said, "Where is Wu Xiang? Didn't he always follow you?"
"He is going out later, I'll let him prepare first." An Qingxu said, "Why have you cared about him so much recently? Are you not having a good relationship?"
"It's just boring, just find a topic." Zhou Bian said lightly.
"What is he going out for?"
"The news came from Xuanyuan Youpeng." An Qingxu said, "That guy actually hid in the Yongwang Mansion, just under Li Longji's nose, controlling Yongwang Li Lin. He really has his."
Zhou Bian was shocked and said to the ancient Jing Bubo: "So, what do he want to say?"
"A few days ago, Li Xian, the commander of Tiance Prefecture, died at his hands, and Xuanyuan Youpeng fulfilled his purpose of coming to Chang'an. He sent a message to ask when we would leave Chang'an and he might be able to go with us."
"Then when will we leave?"
An Qingxu shrugged: "When will Wuxiang go and kill Li Xin'an?"
"Are you just so persistent in Li Xin'an?" Zhou Bian was very puzzled.
"Ha, it's not Li Xin'an that I am obsessed with."
An Qingxu smiled suddenly: "What I am interested in is Wu Xiang's attitude."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Xiang came over.
An Qingxu smiled and said, "Xuanyuan Youpeng said he might be targeted by someone. Wuxiang, go find him, remember not to expose yourself first."
"I understand." Wu Xiang said lightly.
"If the other party comes, it is very likely that it is a first-class rank, and the number will not be small. Tiance Mansion is in Chang'an, and there are currently two first-class rank rank priests, not to mention the power in the dark. If you lose, just leave Xuanyuan Youpeng and run away."
An Qingxu raised his eyebrows: "By the way, you can kill Xuanyuan Youpeng to silence him when necessary."
"Of course, if you can."
Wu Xiang didn't say much and left with a sword.
Watching Wu Xiang's figure gradually disappear, An Qingxu pulled Zhou Bian and said mysteriously:
"Do you think Xueyi Tang and Li Xin'an missed such a lively thing as Li Xian's murder?"
Zhou Bian frowned and said, "What does it mean?"
An Qingxu smiled coldly:
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"I dare say that as long as Xuanyuan Youpeng is exposed in the Yongwang Mansion, the first person to come will definitely be Li Xin'an."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that we can't go. Otherwise, we will be able to see a good show of the master and servant fighting each other."
Zhou Bian's eyes moved slightly. If it was really as An Qingxu said, then what Li Xin'an faced was Xuanyuan Youpeng and Wu Xiang who joined forces.
This is a situation of certain death!
...
With a loud "collapse", the wall of Li Lin's yard was directly broken and turned into ruins.
Xuanyuan Youpeng slowly withdrew his hand, looked at the helpless people in the Tiance Mansion and smiled:
"Dear friends, where are you going? What are you trying to break into the Yong Palace at night?"
The Yongwang Li Lin, who was behind him, frowned and said, "I want to fight out, the princess and my son are still here."
Xuanyuan Youpeng nodded slightly: "Abide by the prince's orders."
"If you are heroes, please come with me. If you have anything to say, we will say it openly. If we can't reach an agreement, this place will be small and we will not be able to use our fists."
Lu Da and Tie Jingyao looked at each other, turned around and left at the same time.
Twelve people fled in dispersion.
Looking at this scene, Xuanyuan Youpeng couldn't help but laugh:
"The so-called Tiance Mansion is just a group of people who are greedy for life and fear death."
"I really can't figure out how Li Xian taught such a group of juniors."
Although he said too much, this provocation method did not work. Even the most impulsive Lu Da knew at this time that he would die if he went up, and it would be a waste of his life.
Xuanyuan Youpeng sighed: "Oh... I won't be fooled."
"I can't blame me anymore."
A ball of black mist appeared in his hands, and the internal force gushed into two black iron chains, piercing straight into Lu Da and Tie Jingyao's backs.
Seeing the danger behind him, Lu Da reacted first, turned around and slashed it out, but the black mist was divided into two, wrapping Lu Da inside.
Xuanyuan Youpeng suddenly appeared behind the restrained Lu Da, slapped out with a palm, and Lu Da spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew straight out.
"Senior Brother!" Tie Jingyao shouted at the top of his lungs.
Xuanyuan Youpeng Yinjiu said, "Don't worry, it's your turn next."
Tie Jingyao shook away the black fog, and a fan was slapped, dozens of flying needles shot straight into Xuanyuan Youpeng's face.
Xuanyuan Youpeng waved his hand, carried a flying needle, and fired the other disciples of the Tiance Mansion.
Screams rang one after another, except Tie Jingyao, the rest of the people fell under Xuanyuan Youpeng's hands.
Xuanyuan Youpeng's figure quickly expanded in Tie Jingyao's wide pupils. The next moment, a knee pressed firmly against Tie Jingyao's chest.
"Tiance Mansion, that's it."
Xuanyuan Youpeng held Tie Jingyao's head: "I thought you could have some skills, but it was not useful in the end. It's boring. I don't want to delay it."
Tie Jingyao's voice was low, but he was still firm: "Xuanyuan Youpeng, we already know that you have colluded with King Yong, you can't escape! The people from Tiance Mansion will chase you for the rest of their lives!"
Xuanyuan Youpeng smiled and said, "I can't ask for it."
King Yong Li Lin said anxiously: "Kill him quickly! Don't let the news spread, otherwise I will definitely die!"
"Affect the order."
Xuanyuan Youpeng was about to take action when a sharp sword energy suddenly flew out from the side. Seeing that something was wrong, Xuanyuan Youpeng had to retreat.
The sword energy exploded into a big pit on the ground. Looking at this scene, Xuanyuan Youpeng showed a playful expression on his face:
"Interesting, it's finally here."
He turned his head and looked at one side. Murong Bai was standing on the courtyard wall there.
"Haoran Sword Book... Are you, Murong Bai?"
"good."
Murong Bai jumped down and slowly walked towards Xuanyuan Youpeng.
These two were hailed as the future leader twenty years ago. At this moment, they finally met each other like fate.