In the Qingtang King's City, in the seventh prince's mansion.
Zikander, who was wrapped in white cloth and exuded a strong herbal smell, was inside the room, listening carefully to the report.
However, in this huge room, there was only Rikander.
As for the report, it came from the corner of the room. But there was only darkness, but no one could be seen.
After the voice in the darkness finished reporting, Rikander was silent for a moment, as if he was digesting what he had just heard, and then said: "That little-headed man named Dazan, really said that? Ha... I didn't expect that,
He is also a fiercely loyal man.”
When Rikander spoke these words, his tone did not fluctuate much, making it impossible to tell whether he was loyal to Dazan, whether he was satisfied and appreciative, or whether he was disdainful of ridicule.
The voice in the darkness did not answer, causing the room to fall into a strange silence.
Zikander wasn't angry either. He had long been accustomed to the other party's attitude. But after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "How credible do you think Dazan's words are?"
The voice in the darkness did not give a direct answer, but said: "People in Xia often say that they speak the truth after drinking, but what a person speaks in a dream is truly true. Because only in a dream can a person truly speak the truth.
Only when you relax can you fully expose your true nature, unless..."
"Unless what?"
Zikander's eyes flashed.
The voice in the darkness replied: "Unless this person can predict in advance that someone will break into his dream, so he takes precautions. In the dream, he still remains vigilant and is not tempted and interrogated by external forces."
Zikander pondered: "Is Dazan such a person?"
A disdainful sneer came from the darkness, and then he said: "Dazan is just a small-headed man from the Flying Bear tribe, how can he have such ability? And last night, I fell into a dream with some of his people.
.Even if Dazan is really capable and can guard against my dream-interrogation, it is impossible for all the people under him to guard against it."
Rikander nodded slightly and agreed with the other party's words: "In this way, this Dazan is really a useful person..."
After pondering for a moment, he picked up a copper bell on the table and shook it gently.
There was no sound inside the house, but outside, there was a sound of bells and drums.
The confidant who was guarding outside the house immediately pushed open the door and entered, knelt on the ground and asked without daring to raise his head: "Seventh Prince, what are your orders?"
Rikander looked at the cronies entering the room through a translucent Sichuan embroidered screen, and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to inform Urvo of the Flying Bear tribe, and call Dazan in two days for me to take a look.
.Since he is a person who has made meritorious service to the country, he cannot but be rewarded."
"Yes." The confidant accepted the order. Seeing that Rikander had no other instructions, he got up from the ground, bowed his back and walked out, and closed the door again. He did not raise his head once during the whole process, even when he was
There is a Shu embroidery screen between him and Rikander.
As the door of the house is closed, the sound inside the house is immediately isolated from the outside world and cannot be transmitted out.
"This Dazan, since he claims to be a loyal minister, let him die for me. The third child is coming back soon, I have to speed up a bit. Damn Qi Longfei, Yu Huyue, if they hadn't secretly appeared in Qingtang Guard
City, I will not suffer such a big defeat, let alone have too many troubles to deal with. If they fall into my hands in the future, I will have to skin them..."
Zikander's words seemed to be spoken to himself, or to a voice in the darkness.
However, the voice in the darkness still did not speak and remained silent.
Rikander, on the other hand, then asked: "How are the preparations going with the National Preceptor?"
This time, the voice in the darkness obviously hesitated, and then reported: "The Imperial Master has found a suitable place and is preparing the materials needed for the ceremony, but..."
"Just what?" Zikander frowned and asked.
The voice in the darkness replied: "It's just that the place chosen by the national master is the place where the dragon thrives in Qingtang. Carrying out the ceremony there may damage the national destiny of Qingtang..."
"I thought it was a big deal, is this it?"
Zikander sneered disdainfully, and even because his laughter was too intense, it affected his injuries and made him frown again and again.
"The place where the dragon thrives? It's really ridiculous. If that place really was the place where the dragon thrived, our Qingtang wouldn't have been suppressed in a barren and small land for so many years! Besides, whether Qingtang can prosper does not depend on a dead land, but on a dead land.
It's all up to me! As long as I'm here, Qingtang will be prosperous! I'm doing this ceremony in the land of Longxing. If my ancestors really knew something, they should try their best to help me succeed! Instead of being attached to this piece of ruined land
. Tell the Imperial Master to do it boldly and don’t worry about these things. As long as the ceremony can be completed, let alone the place of Longxing, this royal city will be gone if it is gone... If you urge the Imperial Master again, let him
Speed up the progress. This body's reaction is getting more and more intense. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long... In addition, you can send more people to assist the Imperial Master. Give him whatever he wants. Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed.
No mercy! But at the same time, you have to keep an eye on him. Once he does anything wrong, kill him!"
The voice in the darkness, after a moment of silence, answered "yes".
"Go ahead."
Zikander waved his hand, saying so many words at once made him look a little tired.
There was no more sound coming from the darkness, but no one was seen leaving.
Rikander closed his eyes, seeming to be resting or practicing some weird technique.
At the same time, in Zhuangzi outside the city, Qin Shaoyou ordered Monk Ma, Gunshan Jun and others after Cui Yougui released the sound insulation surgery:
"You take the barbarian soldiers and observe the terrain conditions around Zhuangzi on the pretext of hunting and training. No matter what we are going to do later, it will never go wrong if we first find out the surrounding terrain conditions!"
Monk Ma and Lord Gunshan nodded in agreement.
Qin Shaoyou turned his head again and looked at Qin Qiaoer, Zhu Xiucai, Wei Tu and others: "Follow me to the royal city. You need to understand the terrain outside the city, and even more master the layout inside the city! It just so happens that Urvo also asked us to do more
If you go for a walk in the city, you won’t be afraid of arousing suspicion.”
Everyone responded, and Qin Qiaoer even said: "I just happened to leave some contact codes in the city to see if there are any of our people lurking in Qingtang King City. If there are, we will find a way to get in touch with them and bring Qingtang to the city."
The spy station here has been re-established."
After the arrangements were made, Qin Shaoyou signaled Cui Yougui to remove the sound insulation, leaving Monk Ma, Gunshan Jun and others behind, and was about to take Qin Qiaoer and the others to the royal city.
But just as they were about to go out, someone stopped them.