In the early morning, Yang Xuan woke up and thought about what he had talked to Suzaku for a long time last night.
No, it was he who spoke and Suzaku listened.
"Suzaku."
"I am here."
Yang Xuan picked up the Suzaku beside his pillow and felt like he was holding the whole world in his hands.
Morning reading has begun.
Yang Xuan sat behind the desk and kept writing with his pen. Beside him, the green light of the scroll flashed, and knowledge that did not belong to this world was continuously output.
And this has been going on for years.
Wash yourself and practice immediately.
He stood in the bedroom, closed his eyes, and looked back at himself.
Taking a breath, the breath of heaven and earth entered the body from every pore, and then flowed in the meridians, turning into inner breath. The inner breath slowly nourished every inch of his skin and every muscle, nourishing his already vigorous vitality.
spirit.
"call!"
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and frowned: "Every time you practice, the inner breath will become stronger, but when will it become more powerful?"
The power given to him by Chang'an City has not dissipated yet. He Huan of the He family... Thinking of the excitement outside last night, Yang Xuan felt a little more stressed.
After going out and saying hello to Mr. Xie opposite, Yang Xuan walked out of Chen Qu in the morning light.
There were a lot of people at the square gate, and they looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Our great talent from Yongningfang is going to study."
The shopkeepers joked.
Yang Xuan pretended to be surprised, "Where is this great talent? By the way, why is this?"
One of the workers said: "You don't know yet? The county magistrate personally inspected last night and said there was a murderer. We were arrested late at night, ah..."
The soldier yawned.
County magistrate?
Zhang Qiyuan, the magistrate of Wannian County, is a good magistrate who is often talked about by the villagers.
Outside, Zhao Sanfu is eating Hu pancakes...
When Yang Xuan passed by, Zhao Sanfu swallowed the Hu cake and whispered: "Don't write letters back to Yuanzhou if you have nothing to do recently."
"Why?" Yang Xuan thought that it would be very satisfying if Yang Ding and his wife received his letter and learned that he actually had property in Chang'an.
Zhao Sanfu looked around, "Yesterday, Wang Jianmen sent people to Southern Zhou to force Nan Zhou Lovers to take action and drive Yang Lue back to the Tang Dynasty. If Southern Zhou Lovers could capture or kill Yang Lue, one more person would be sold every year.
Thousands of stones of refined salt are given to Southern Zhou... From today on, letters between Chang'an and Southern Zhou, and letters between Chang'an and Yuanzhou will be strictly investigated... No matter whether it is justified or not, if anything suspicious is found, they will be taken down."
The original name of the Lovers' Division of the Southern Zhou Dynasty was the Qinrensi, which meant that even if a relative committed a crime, he had to endure the kindness of others and take down the crime. Later, because of the homophonic pronunciation, it was called the Lovers' Division. It was the headquarters of the secret spies of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
Yang Xuan asked: "Why don't you send experts to capture him?"
Zhao Sanfu sighed; "Yang Lue is cunning and has advanced cultivation. It is impossible for the Southern Zhou Dynasty to allow a large number of masters from Jingtai to enter, so unless Yang Lue appears on his own initiative... But he has been discovered twice in more than ten years. This time he escaped from afar, Jingtai's
It is judged that he will probably not come back. Therefore, Wang Jianmen is very angry. Please be careful and don't write letters."
Zhao Sanfu hurriedly mounted his horse.
Yang Xuan's heart tightened and he asked, "How about we be able to capture the traitor this year?"
Zhao Sanfu smiled and said, "Nan Zhou is not a fool. He will do whatever the mirror says. Nan Zhou is mostly made of rock salt, which is bitter and unpalatable, so Wang Jianmen used refined salt as bait. But Nan Zhou's appetite will not be small. You come and I go.
, it won’t be finalized in two or three years.”
It takes a long time to go from Chang'an to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the same goes from the Southern Zhou Dynasty to Chang'an. The envoys from both sides continued to negotiate, and finally it was agreed upon for at least two years.
Then we had to track down Yang Lue's traces, which took almost three years.
Moreover, Jingtai even wanted to check the letters between Chang'an and Yuanzhou. It can be seen that the fruitless pursuit for more than ten years has angered Wang Shou, and for the first time, he threw out a thousand stones of salt in exchange for Yang Lue's head.
Three years!
Yang Lue, an old thief, was so slippery that he couldn't catch him, right? The worst he could do was go into the mountains and hide. There were natives in the Southern Zhou Dynasty who lived in the mountains all year round, and no one cared about them at all.
But as the camera goes deeper, will we discover the relationship between him and Yang Lue?
A strong sense of crisis made Yang Xuan feel a little dazed.
Within three years, he must find out the reason why Yang Lue was hunted down and try his best to clear his grievances.
…
When he arrived at the Imperial College, Yang Xuan found that his classmates were all talking about it.
Bao Dong and the burly Han Dingzhuo were talking happily.
"It is said that He Jincheng was almost assassinated. He went crazy and offered a reward of one hundred thousand dollars. Tsk tsk! One hundred thousand dollars!" Bao Dong said with disdain, "He Jincheng is just the minister of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. He can easily get one hundred thousand dollars from his family. How can he get it?
of?"
When Han Dingzhuo saw Yang Xuan come in, he gave a disdainful expression and said: "The Yang family in Yingchuan has accumulated some money for the He family. It is not a problem to give the He family some money. But it will not be so direct. He Huan of the He family works for the Yang family, and in his hands
I own a lot of industries and have made a lot of money in the past few years."
The man in front of him licked his lips deeply. This man was stingy and liked to eat and drink as much as he wanted. He was disgusted by many people. He turned around and said: "One hundred thousand dollars, if I know who the murderer is, I can also earn this money."
Yang Xuan walked past Hua Yuxie, thinking about the development of this matter, but he didn't see Hua Yuxie frown slightly and move in, trying to distance herself from him.
Yang Xuan sat down, and Han Dingzhuo sneered: "Yan Cheng was killed, and He Huan was the most suspect. But He relied on Yang, so who can do anything to him if no evidence is found? Even if evidence is found, who dares to deal with him?"
Bao Dong rubbed his chin, coughed a few times, and with a look of pain on his face, Qiao Huiyan said: "Who said He Jincheng was almost killed? It was He's staff who died last night."
Bao Dong was startled, "How do you know?" He then patted his forehead and said, "Yes, there must be news in your family." He came over and said with a salivation on his face: "Hey! Xiao Qiao, what else do you know?
"
Everyone looked at Qiao Huiyan. Her father was the magistrate of Chang'an County and had the best information.
Qiao Huiyan suppressed her pride, and when Hua Yuzhi saw her eyebrows twitching, she wanted to laugh.
"That man killed He's staff. He Huan took people to investigate after hearing the news, but was almost killed by the method left by that man. Even so, another person died."
"It's amazing!" Han Dingzhuo slapped the table, "Yancheng was killed, and the reputation of He Huan of the He family resounded throughout Chang'an City. Some people felt wronged for Yan Cheng, and to be honest, I was one of them. But what can I do?
I can only do nothing. I didn’t expect that someone would dare to take action for Yan Cheng..."
There was a look of longing in his eyes, "Yancheng has no comrades. How many people said that he died in oblivion, but last night someone took action for him brazenly..."
He looked at his classmates and slapped them together.
"color!"
Bang bang bang bang!
Everyone slapped the table in unison and shouted in unison.
"color!"
Cheers echoed in the school building.
Yang Xuan sat there and cheered too. But he felt a little embarrassed.
Bao Dong said: "We can also ambush He's staff, but who dares to face He's revenge? And..." His voice was very low, "Yangchuan Yang."
Everyone was silent.
Behind the He family is the Yang family!
That behemoth, the first family of the Tang Dynasty.
The students are young and brave, but before the name Yingchuan Yang, they are still silent.
Bao Dong praised: "But the man last night was so brave. If you want to kill him, just kill him. He actually dared to set a trap. He wanted to kill He Huan too and avenge Yancheng. Tsk tsk! What a good man.
!What a man! I, Bao Dong, am ashamed of myself."
Yang Xuan blushed a little. When he saw Hua Yuxiao slapping the table, he thought that this girl was quite naughty.
Qiao Huiyan stood up and said: "The good man must have escaped far away, otherwise if I see him, I will definitely protect him!"
Seeing Yang Xuan's dull expression, she scolded: "Are you afraid of Mr. He?"
This is the Imperial Academy, metaphysics is a force, so He Huan doesn't dare to break in.
Yang Xuan was stunned, "Of course I'm not afraid."
Qiao Huiyan said dissatisfied: "But I saw you a little disapproving earlier. Do you think that man last night was not a good man?"
"Um!"
Many people also snorted dissatisfiedly.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Xuan said helplessly: "The man last night was certainly a good man."
Bao Dong turned sideways and reached out to pat his shoulder, and said boldly: "If you offend Mr. He, I will help you!"
Yang Xuan gratefully agreed. Seeing Bao Dong leaning on the table with a melancholy look on his face, he couldn't help but think of what the shopkeepers said about last night.
Last night, the He family mobilized in full force, including the evil young rangers in Chang'an City and the Jinwu Guards. Chang'an had no sleep last night...
Qiao Huiyan and Hua Yu took a break and talked quietly, "I, Aye, went out last night and didn't come back until early in the morning. I hurriedly had breakfast and then went out. I'm afraid I will be busy in the past few days."
Hua Yuxie frowned and asked, "His family?"
Qiao Huiyan nodded angrily, "Ah Ye said that the man was so bold last night. Not only did he kill people, but he also laid a trap and almost killed He Huan. What's more..." She looked around and said to Hua Yuxie: "That man killed
He's staff actually lit three sticks of incense..."
Hua Yuxie felt a chill running down her spine, "He is..."
A voice came from the side, "He is paying homage to Yan Cheng!"
The two of them turned their faces and saw Bao Dong shrink back, stood up and said, "That man also lit three sticks of incense in front of the corpse."
"oh!"
A group of young people were shocked.
"color!"
Among all the forces in the Tang Dynasty, Xuanxue is a strange flower. For example, other forces will continue to expand, but Xuanxue is content to guard the Imperial College. No, I even think that the Imperial College is a bit troublesome.
I wish I could reduce the annual enrollment scale.
Treating fame and wealth as rubbish is a compliment, but more people say that these are just a bunch of lazy people who wish they could live alone... If they weren't worried about breaking the orthodoxy, it is estimated that the Imperial Academy would sacrifice wine, that is, Ning Yayun, the master of metaphysics, would
Dare to run away with those disciples.
The entire Imperial College was discussing this matter. A clerk appeared outside the door and shouted: "Who is Yang Xuan? Si Ye calls you."
The school building was completely silent for a moment, and everyone sat down in a neat manner.
Si Ye'an Ziyu, the head of the bitter relationship, the most ruthless person in the Imperial College!
Bao Dong's lips moved slightly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, be careful...be careful again. If you are unfortunate, I will light three sticks of incense for you."
Yang Xuan trembled and thought, is this Si Ye so powerful?
Look at those classmates, who are so silent. This is just the effect of a name. If An Siye, whom he has never met, shows up, these classmates will be scared to death?
But why is An Ziyu looking for him?
Yang Xuan followed the clerk while running through various thoughts.
He got close to her several times on the way, and asked An Ziyu about her purpose. The clerk said with a straight face: "I really want to tell you..."
Then you say it!
Yang Xuan was secretly happy.
The clerk turned around and looked at him, "Ten dollars."
Yang Xuanqiong's heart trembled, "No money."
There was a look of regret in the clerk's eyes. When Yang Xuan arrived outside An Ziyu's duty room, he saw a notice.
He took a rough look...
"Article 6: If someone pays a bribe and reports this person, he will be rewarded with a thousand coins and a good evaluation..."
The clerk smiled dryly and said, "I'm just testing your mind."
Yang Xuan wanted to take action for the first time: "..."
The clerk went in, and a woman's voice came from inside, "Come in."
…
I went to the hospital yesterday and finished posting the manuscript. I am still working on the second chapter today and will release it later.