In the side hall of the palace, Emperor Xin did not know the specific negotiation process. With his current power, he had no responsibility to interfere until the result was known.
But Di Xin didn't care either.
After the negotiations in the side hall began, he also started his own actions.
Looking at Xizi who covered his face with a veil, Di Xin said seriously: "Be careful."
"Your Highness, don't worry, I understand."
Xizi nodded lightly.
A quarter of an hour later, a simple carriage quietly left from the back door of Prince Yu's Mansion.
After a while, a figure followed quietly.
Through the half-closed back door, Di Xin watched the hidden figure of Zeng Hongshen quietly following Xizi's carriage before turning back.
Although many people had guessed the outcome of today's negotiations between the imperial court and the alien mission, it still attracted the attention of most forces.
As a result, the number of spies keeping an eye on Prince Yu's Mansion also decreased.
But less does not mean there is none.
Others may not say it, but it is absolutely impossible for King Cheng to let go of his surveillance of Prince Yu's Mansion.
However, the reason why Di Xin chose this day was that he was naturally prepared.
Because of today's negotiation, in order to ensure that no unimportant people are allowed to approach at will, even if there is some situation in Prince Yu's Mansion, Prince Cheng will not be able to get the news at the first time.
It is this time difference that Di Xin is playing.
Along the way, any spies who want to follow Xizi will be secretly dealt with by Zeng Hongshen, ensuring that no news will come out.
Without Cheng Wang as the main messenger to coordinate secretly, the spies would inevitably be delayed in their response when encountering such emergencies.
Although this time will not be too long, it is enough for Xizi to deliver the letter to the right person.
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The caravan of Zhao Xiangqi's two uncles was too high-profile, and Song Qianwei acted a little recklessly. Among the trustworthy people in the capital, he only had Xizi and Zeng Hongshen available.
Zeng Hongshen wanted to cut off the tracking tail, so this matter could only be left to Xizi.
It was a secret that Emperor Xin had never activated even after half a year since he returned to the capital.
The minimal contact ensured the confidentiality of Anzi's identity. He would send the letter to Ouyang Xuan without anyone noticing anything unusual.
But Di Xin himself had his own things to do.
After returning to the study, Di Xin ordered that no one was allowed to approach the small courtyard where the study was located without his orders. He closed the door from the inside and bolted it.
Then half an hour later, Di Xin, who had changed his appearance, opened the window and jumped out.
After restoring the window, he lightly jumped onto the roof, left Prince Yu's Mansion, and headed towards the palace.
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at the same time.
Because of the special nature of today's negotiations, Liu Shan, who was supposed to be on vacation, led a team of guards to patrol around the palace.
When he reached Xihua Gate, he was stunned for a moment.
"Manager Wu?"
Liu Shan signaled the guards behind her to slow down, but she walked quickly to an old eunuch directly in front and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wu, why are you here?"
This old eunuch was none other than the chamberlain who served the old emperor.
Ever since the current emperor was wounded by a Fan assassin, in order to prevent Xiaoxiao from taking the opportunity to cause trouble again, Manager Wu almost never left the old emperor's side.
Even Yu Shan, the commander of the Imperial Guards, could not see the chief supervisor twice in a year.
But now, he appeared at Xihua Gate, and Lu Song couldn't help but be curious.
The old eunuch, who was walking quickly with his head down, slowed down after hearing this.
Then he turned his head slightly and looked at the cedar tree beside him.
Although one cultivates Qi and blood and the other cultivates soul, martial arts and sorcerers have some similarities after reaching a certain level.
In the past, the old eunuch gave Liu Shan a few words of advice when he followed his father, who was still the commander of the Imperial Guard, into the palace, and he had a fair impression of him.
"Commander Liu, long time no see."
Manager Wu greeted him in a friendly manner and explained: "Some time ago, my subordinates found a charlatan who is said to have a way to treat His Majesty's injuries."
"Today, our family went to take him into the palace under His Majesty's order."
Cryptomeria suddenly dawned.
A few years ago, after His Majesty was injured by a Ban assassin, all the imperial doctors were helpless, so the imperial court had no choice but to turn its attention to the people.
There are countless strange people among the people. It is impossible to say that there will be a miracle doctor who can cure your Majesty.
At the beginning, the square in front of the palace was almost crowded with quacks who had heard that they could cure the current saint and expected to reach heaven in one step.
However, after some screening, most of them were just trying to make up the numbers. And even if there were a few doctors with real knowledge, they were basically unable to do anything about the old emperor's injuries.
As time went by, fewer and fewer people signed up, and the court and royal family gradually gave up hope in private doctors.
However, with the idea of treating a dead horse as a living doctor, the royal family and the court still sent some people to visit the people, looking for strange people who could cure His Majesty.
Considering the size of the royal family and the imperial court, this waste is nothing.
And in recent years, it cannot be said that it has been completely ineffective.
Every once in a while, one or several so-called charlatans would be called into the palace, but unfortunately they all failed in the end.
Even if there are some methods, they only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.
And since the last time the charlatan was summoned to the palace...
In Cryptomeria's memory, at least more than a year has passed.
But he didn't doubt anything much.
Not to mention that it is only a year later, as long as His Majesty's injuries have not been cured, there is no possibility of this matter stopping before he returns to heaven.
But even if the so-called strange people are found, no one has any hope.
The same was true for Cryptomosaurus, but she didn't say any words of blow either.
Curse the current saint, he would do such stupid things only if he no longer wants to live.
"In this case, I still have the duty of patrolling, so I won't disturb Mr. Wu too much."
"Commander Liu, walk slowly."
Cryptomosaur nodded slightly and returned to the array again.
Maybe he really has some special abilities, or maybe he is just trying to gain fame.
He had no hope in his heart, and naturally had no interest in meeting the charlatan.
After Liu Shan walked farther away, the old eunuch walked to Xihua Gate.
After waiting for another half an hour, a man wearing a gray robe, with a three-inch beard and a medical box on his shoulder finally appeared in his eyes.
When the guards at Xihua Gate were about to intercept him, the old eunuch stepped forward first and said hello to the visitor.
After showing the token, he entered the palace through Xihua Gate with the visitor who was searched by two guards.
It wasn't until he turned a corner and there was no one around that the old eunuch whispered: "Your Highness, please come this way."
Yes, this so-called charlatan is none other than Di Xin in disguise.