Wei Wuya stepped forward lightly, bowed and said: "Xiao Jianzhi sent an urgent report from Jiangnan." He presented the secret memorial as thin as cicada wings. After the saint took it, he leaned under the lamp and read it carefully.
Look, his face was startled for a moment, then he closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
The lights flickered, and Changsun Meier saw that the corners of the saint's eyes were still beating slightly after he closed his eyes. She was also suspicious in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask more questions for a while.
“Where is the Prime Minister...?”
After a long time, the saint finally opened his eyes and looked at Wei Wuya.
Wei Wuya said respectfully: "The Prime Minister naturally has eyes and ears in the south of the Yangtze River. After the incident, there was an urgent report from the Ziyi Prison. The Prime Minister should also receive the report tonight."
The saint looked at the flashing lights, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The previous report said that An Xinghou and Qin Xiao had some conflicts in Hangzhou?"
Changsun Meier's eyebrows tightened when she heard the word "Qin Xiao", but her expression remained calm.
“Young people will be very angry.” Wei Wuya sighed softly: “I just didn’t expect such a result.”
"Do you think An Xinghou's death is related to Qin Xiao?" The saint's eyes flashed coldly.
Wei Wuya shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the conflict between the two should give people with ulterior motives an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."
The saint stood up slowly, holding one hand behind his back and extending his hand. His face, which still maintained its beauty, was solemn. He walked slowly to the door of the imperial study room. Changsun Meier and Wei Wuya followed behind him, neither daring to step out.
Voice.
"An Xinghou has been in the army these years and rarely leaves the capital." The saint looked up at the bright moon in the sky, the moonlight also shone on her round face, and his voice had a hint of chill: "He himself does not have many enemies.
, the conflict with Qin Xiao in Jiangnan is unlikely to cause Qin Xiao to attack him. And...Qin Xiao doesn't have that strength."
"Chen Xi was seriously injured by an assassin, and his life or death is uncertain." Wei Wuya said slowly: "He has already reached the mid-level realm of the fifth rank, and he is experienced in the world and can know how to advance and retreat. Even if the assassin is in the sixth rank of Mid-Heaven realm, it is difficult to be seriously injured.
he."
The saint's face darkened: "The assassin is in the Great Heaven Realm?"
“If the old slave’s inference is correct, the assassin has just stepped into the Zhongtian realm, otherwise Chen Xi will be killed on the spot.” Wei Wuya’s eyes were deep: “So the assassin should be at the first level of the seventh level.”
“Who could it be?”
"I can't judge for the time being, unless I see the body of the Marquis." Wei Wuya said: "But it is the hot season now. If the body of the Marquis has been parked in Hangzhou, the wounds will definitely change, so we must do it as soon as possible.
Examining the body of the Marquis, we may be able to determine the origin of the assassin from the wounds on the body. In addition, there is Chen Xi, who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable about the martial arts of various factions in the world. Since he was injured by the assassin, he must have seen
When the assassin takes action, as long as he survives, the assassin's origin should be able to be deduced."
Changsun Meier's pink lips moved slightly, but she hesitated and did not dare to speak.
“Meier, what do you want to say?” The saint had already noticed it and glanced at her.
"Sage, Mr. Wei, will the assassin reveal his martial arts background during the assassination?" Changsun Meier said cautiously: "He must know that the palace will definitely trace the assassin's origin after the Marquis was assassinated. He deliberately revealed himself
Aren’t you afraid of being found out?”
The saint nodded slightly and said: "What Mei'er said is absolutely true. If the assassin deliberately concealed his martial arts, how could he find out? He might even frame someone else's fault."
Wei Wuya said: "The saint is very worried." After a pause, he explained: "Historically, the most taboo thing for warriors who want to make a breakthrough in martial arts is to be greedy for too much. If you practice one thing in the east and one in the west, maybe
Gathering the best of each family, but unable to make a big breakthrough in martial arts. Some martial artists know that there is no hope of advancement in this life, and they learn all kinds of martial arts. This is also true, but they want to really improve and even enter the great martial arts.
In the realm of heaven, you must persevere on your own martial arts road and not be quick and easy. It is like climbing a mountain. You have found a path and keep climbing. Maybe one day you will reach the top of the mountain. But if you are obsessed with the scenery along the way,
Even abandoning your own path and choosing a shortcut will not only waste a lot of time, but in the end you will not be able to climb to the top of the mountain."
“I don’t understand the martial arts, please explain it more simply.”
"What the old slave means is that since the assassin can step into the Great Heaven Realm, it proves that he has been adhering to his own martial arts. Maybe he also knows a lot about the martial arts of other sects, but he will never put his energy into the heresy.
." Wei Wuya bowed slightly and spoke slowly: "Assassinating the Marquis is a critical moment. Once he misses, it will be a big trouble for him. So in that case, the assassin will only use what he is best at.
Martial arts, whether it is internal strength or technique, will definitely leave traces in the most critical moment."
The saint naturally understood, nodded slightly, and Wei Wuya continued: "Of course, there are geniuses in this world, and he can also use heretical skills in his hands, so the wounds on the body of the Marquis cannot be used as evidence for my inference.
."
“Do you still need Chen Xi?” The saint frowned and said, “Chen Xi is already dying, and the possibility of surviving is extremely low. Maybe he is dead now, and the dead cannot speak.”
"Yes." Wei Wuya nodded and said, "Chen Xi was also seriously injured. Even if he really died in the line of duty, the old slave can deduce the identity of the assassin from his injuries."
The saint then turned around, returned to his chair, sat down, and sneered: "Killing An Xinghou, of course, is not really aimed at him, but at me and the prime minister."
Changsun Meier said softly: "Sage, if the Prime Minister knew about An Xinghou's death, he would definitely think that Qin Xiao sent assassins to kill An Xinghou. In this way...!"
The pain of losing a son will naturally make the Prime Minister extremely angry. He has many masters under his command. In order to avenge his son, it is not impossible to send people to remove Qin Xiao.
"The assassin is in the Great Heaven Realm. Qin Xiao shouldn't be able to bribe a Great Heaven Realm master." Wei Wuya looked calm and his voice was low and slow: "If he really has the ability to instruct a Great Heaven Realm master to work for him,
Then Qin Xiao is really considered to have great supernatural powers."
The saint raised his arms, rested his elbows on the table, and gently held his cheek, thinking deeply.
"Meier, you should leave the palace immediately and go to the Prime Minister's Mansion." After a moment, the sage handed the secret memorial to his eldest son, Mei'er, and said calmly: "If he doesn't receive the news, give him this secret memorial, otherwise
You tell him that before the case of An Xinghou's assassination is investigated, he should not act rashly, let alone implicate innocent people because of this matter, and I will definitely make the decision for him."
Mei'er carefully took the secret note and said respectfully: "Mei'er obeys the order!"
“Besides, please give me some comfort.” The saint sighed softly: “I know his feelings for An Xinghou, the pain of losing his son, and the heartbreak. I tell him that I am as sad as him.”
After Meier accepted the order and left, the saint sat back on his chair, pondered for a moment, and finally asked: "Will She Yue take action?"
Wei Wuya suddenly raised his head and looked at the saint, quite surprised, and said softly: "The saint suspects that the princess did it?"
"This daughter of mine looks weak, but if she really wants to do something, she never has the kindness of a woman." The saint sighed softly: "She has always regarded Jiangnan as her backyard. This time she ate in Jiangnan.
Such a big loss naturally made her feel angry. At this juncture, An Xinghou led people to Jiangnan and attacked fiercely. Everyone knew that An Xinghou wanted to snatch the fat piece of Jiangnan from her. She Yue
How can I bear this tone?"
Wei Wuya was thoughtful, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.
"I actually don't want to take all of Jiangnan from her hands." The saint said calmly: "It's just that she has been taking care of Jiangnan for so long that she has forgotten that Jiangnan is the Jiangnan of the Tang Dynasty, and the families in Jiangnan only have eyes for this princess.
Your Highness, but there is no court." There was a hint of chill in the corner of his lips, and he said calmly: "She does not have the order from the court to mobilize troops, but she can rely on her status as a princess to quickly gather people to put down the Suzhou rebellion. Do you think this daughter of mine is?
Very promising?"
Wei Wuya hesitated for a moment and finally said: "The princess is the princess of a saint. The reason why the princess was able to quickly put down the rebellion in Suzhou was because of the protection of the saint."
"When did you start saying such hypocritical words to me?" The saint glanced at Wei Wuya and said calmly: "In this land of Jiangnan, I cannot protect her, but I want her to protect me. In the eyes of those people
Here, She Yue is the princess of the Tang Dynasty, but I am not the emperor of the Tang Dynasty."
Wei Wuya said respectfully: "Sage, please forgive me for speaking frankly. The princess is extremely intelligent. She would never have imagined that once An Xinghou had an accident in Jiangnan, everyone would be the first to suspect her. If she is really there
The risks taken by those who are behind the scenes are too great, and over the years, the princess has never taken risks. This is not her style." After a slight pause, he continued: "After Qin Xiao went to Hangzhou, what happened in Hangzhou?
The situation around her has changed. Anxinghou has even been at a disadvantage. All the officials and gentry in Hangzhou are standing by Qin Xiao's side. This is the situation the princess wants to see. The situation is favorable to the princess, and there is absolutely no way she will be in this situation.
Under such circumstances, I will deal a cruel blow to An Xinghou."
The saint nodded slightly and said: "I also hope that this matter has nothing to do with her." A slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "But my daughter is very clever and made Qin Xiao serve her wholeheartedly. If Qin Xiao didn't help,
She will not turn the situation around in Jiangnan."
"If according to what the Great Heavenly Master said, Qin Xiao is really the Seven Kills Star who assists the saint, then it is natural that he can turn the situation around in Jiangnan." Wei Wuya said: "In this way, the chaos in Jiangnan will be quickly quelled.
It’s not because of the princess, but because of the saint’s auxiliary star, which is ultimately the result of the saint’s great blessings all over the sky.”