The palm force and sword energy continuously collided in the air, and air waves frequently exploded in the air.
Fortunately, both of them were restrained in their fight and did not cause any further disturbance.
After a brief exchange, the two of them stopped fighting.
This kind of movement has already attracted the experts in the palace!
"I originally thought that Cao Zhengchun was just exaggerating, but I didn't expect that you really have such ability!"
This person who did not lose at all in the fight with Yang Qingyuan, and even suppressed her slightly, turned out to be a woman!
Looking at her, she seems to be only thirty-one or twelve years old at most. She is a charming and charming age, but she has such a profound martial arts knowledge.
However, Yang Qingyuan considered that female masters always care more about their appearance, so their true age will definitely not be what they see with the naked eye.
When Xiao Jiu saw the two of them stop, she ran over with her skirt in hand, "Aunt Han! Why are you here?!"
Yang Qingyuan also had deep eyes. Inside the palace, he was indeed a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and a master of the Cave Mystic Realm. Judging from the simple fight just now, he seemed to be no weaker than Cao Zhengchun.
"See Your Highness!"
When the woman looked at the Ninth Princess, she also received a Wanfu gift.
"Master, this is Han Shanggong from the Shanggong Bureau in the palace. She also taught me swordsmanship."
Shang Gong Bureau, Shang Gong.
In charge of guiding the central palace, all the documents and documents collected by the six bureaus are printed and signed. If the collection is done outside, an edict will be requested for it and the ultimatum will be handed over to the internal officials and supervisors. The supervisor will receive the ultimatum and move it outside.
It can be said that the functional status of the Shang Palace is like that of the cabinet to the outer court.
The most important duties and powers are: Shang Gong, Shang Yi, Shang Clothing, Shang Food, Shang Sleeping, Shang Gong. The head of the six Shang Bureaus is responsible for the administration of the palace.
"Aunt Han, this is my master, bachelor of Wenhua Palace, and young minister of Dali Temple."
The middle-aged woman bowed her knee to Yang Qingyuan and said another Wanfu gift.
"Han Sumi from the Shang Palace Bureau has met Mr. Yang!"
"Yang Qingyuan, the young minister of Dali Temple, has met Han Shanggong."
After Yang Qingyuan bowed his head, he found that Han Sumi was looking at him up and down.
"The high-spirited young man looks so similar to what he was back then!"
Han Sumi looked at Yang Qingyuan in front of him and thought of the person he loved back then!
He was also a supervisory censor back then, and he was upright!
At that time, she was just a little maid. He had just entered the official career, but he was already favored by Taizu! The status of the two parties was like clouds and mud.
He patrolled Jiangxi and appeased the common people. He was an honest and upright official and had a breeze on his sleeves.
Similar resumes and personalities make the two people's shadows overlap!
"You are very good! But your path is not easy!"
Han Su Mi's words flashed through Yang Qingyuan's eyes. Did he even know about Han Su Mi's investigation into Li Shou's case?!
Just when Yang Qingyuan was suspicious, the three of them were surrounded by several Yuan Hua realm masters.
"No force is allowed in the Daming Palace!!"
But then a group of people saluted Xiaojiu.
"See Your Highness!"
Although Xiaojiu was not a direct descendant, she was one of Emperor Zhou's most beloved daughters.
Not only that, Xiao Jiu is also a fifteen-year-old master of the Yuanhua Realm. No matter what, he is worthy of the respect of these maids in the palace.
After bowing to Xiao Jiu, the maids bowed to Han Sumi.
"aunt!"
Han Sumi nodded, "Yes, your hands and feet are very fast! Master Yang and I just stretched our muscles for no other reason, so you should leave first!"
"Yes! Auntie!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at Han Sumi's behavior and remembered a rumor Liu Dufeng had said.
When Empress Ma was assassinated, the late emperor was furious and established a secret department in the palace responsible for protecting the harem, named Lijingmen.
Among them, women with excellent talents and bones were selected, and they were equipped with quick success methods passed down by someone who didn't know who.
Let the harem's defense force be greatly increased in a short period of time!
And Han Sumi should be the current person in charge of the Lijing Sect.
"You are very good!"
Han Sumi nodded, then bowed and left.
Yang Qingyuan was a little confused.
Xiao Jiu also felt that Aunt Han was a little weird today. She came all the way just to fight with the master. It was so unreasonable!
"Xiaojiu! Let's go!"
Yang Qingyuan didn't think about it for long before he left. Now he didn't have much time to think about other things. Li Shou's case was the key.
Han Su Mi on the other side returned to his room.
A scroll was taken out from a well-preserved box. Although Han Sumi was well-preserved, it could be vaguely seen from the scroll that it was a long time ago.
Unrolling the scroll, the picture shows a high-spirited young man climbing up and looking up.
Next to the scroll, there is an inscribed poem.
The warm wind blew the rain and scattered the light dust, and flowers flew all over the ground, ending the spring.
Don't go up to a tall building and gaze into your eyes. The fragrant grass at the end of the world is making you sad.
Seeing Xiaojiu and Yang Qingyuan today reminded Han Sumi of himself back then.
It was also because of this that Han Sumi had the idea of taking action with Yang Qingyuan.
Touching the scroll with his jade hand, Han Sumi murmured.
"Don't go up to a tall building and stare. The fragrant grass at the end of the world is worrying about people... The fragrant grass at the end of the world is worrying about people..."
Han Sumi seems to have seen the ending of the two of them!
There was one last melancholy sigh in the room, and then there was no more sound.
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At this moment, Yang Qingyuan has bid farewell to Xiaojiu and left the Daming Palace!
I was planning to go to the Duke of Ying and meet Feng Qian. If Feng Qian really has a problem, then there is a high chance that he will reveal his flaws when facing the white jade fan pendant.
Yang Qingyuan came to the Duke of Ying's mansion and handed over his name card.
The Duke of Ying, Feng Wuyi, died early, but he was not caught up in the Hu and Lan rebellion that year, which allowed the power of Duke Ying and his family to be preserved relatively intact.
And the current Duke of Ying, Feng Shi, is one of the few founding nobles who holds military power!
Not long after, the previous concierge came to report, "I'm sorry! Mr. Yang! My young father-in-law is not here! Your trip may have been in vain!"
Yang Qingyuan was not surprised when he heard this. Feng Qian avoided seeing him, which was expected by him.
"Oh?! As the concierge of the Duke of Ying's Mansion, how come you don't even know that your own young master has gone out?!"
After hearing what Yang Qingyuan said, the concierge said that he was wronged.
"Master Yang, they say that you are the world's best detective with a sharp eye. I dare not deceive you! My young master has extraordinary martial arts skills! He doesn't like to bring followers! When you go out on weekdays, you may not always go through the front door. Sometimes you go through the back door, sometimes through the back door.
Through the side door, sometimes you can even climb over the wall and go out! The little people really can’t confirm whether the young master is at home or not!”
Although it is said that the servants of a mansion should not be assigned as superiors, this is not the first time these porters have been asked this question.
Yang Qingyuan will naturally not argue with them, but when he encounters impatient, hot-tempered, or other noble playboys, he may think that the concierge is deliberately fooling him, so he might just take action!
After Feng Qian found out about this, he directly asked the concierge to tell the truth.
Why are you angry with him? Bullying a few servants is nothing!?
Yang Qingyuan nodded, accepting the question and answer. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard familiar footsteps coming from the corner of the street.
Feng Qian is back!
When Feng Qian saw Yang Qingyuan at the corner, his eyes lit up and he jumped towards Yang Qingyuan.
In fact, what Feng Qian performed was a superb Qinggong movement.
But in Yang Qingyuan's eyes, it was just jumping around.
Yes, in the eyes of Yang Qingyuan, the Qinggong of most people in the world is just jumping up and down, and those who are even worse can only be regarded as toddlers!
"Scholar Yang!"
Feng Qian jumped up to Yang Qingyuan.
"Scholar Yang, why are you here?!"
Yang Qingyuan is an innate person whose spiritual sense is far superior to ordinary people. He can clearly feel that Feng Qian's heartbeat is accelerating and his breathing is slightly rapid.
Although Feng Qian had just performed Qing Gong, with his strength in the Tongmai realm, simply using Qing Gong would not cause his heartbeat to accelerate or his breathing to become rapid at all.
This must be caused by mood swings!
"I just arrived at the residence and learned from the concierge that the young master is not at the residence! I was about to leave, but unexpectedly the young master came back!"
"Hahaha, I asked the concierge to tell me directly, so that some people would not blame them! We can still meet each other when we are about to leave. This does not mean that you and I are destined! Please tell me at my house!"
Feng Qian enthusiastically brought Yang Qingyuan into the Duke of Ying's mansion.
This made Yang Qingyuan a little confused!
After the two sat down for tea in the main hall, Feng Qiancai asked, "Master Yang, don't you know what the purpose of this visit is?"
Although Feng Qian asked what was going on, his face was full of expectation.
All I have to do is ask directly if it is a fan question!
Yang Qingyuan took out the fan from his sleeve and asked, "My young master once asked me to write an inscription on this fan. Now I have lived up to the request and it has been completed. It just so happened that I returned to Beijing and handed the fan back to my young master."
Lord!"
As soon as he took out the fan, Yang Qingyuan felt that Feng Qian's heartbeat accelerated again!
Sure enough, Feng Qian had a problem.
Although Feng Qian wanted to take the fan directly from Yang Qingyuan, he still remained reserved.
"Mr. Yang, you don't have to be so polite in the future. It's too unfamiliar for you to speak like a young master! I will abide by my words. From now on, Mr. Yang can call me my name to each other!"
"The etiquette cannot be discarded. After all, the young prince wants to assume the position of a first-class Duke. It would be rude to do so!"
Yang Qingyuan pretended to be polite.
But Feng Qian immediately said, "Master Yang is a senior in the examination room, and I am just a scholar with a mere academic title. It is normal for Master Yang to call me by my first name!"
"……Forehead!"
Feng Qian's statement makes sense.
For those who take the imperial examination, in addition to their official position, the time they passed the exam, and their examination rankings are all important factors that determine their status.
Yang Qingyuan, who was ranked second in the 13th year of Yong'an, could not find any fault in calling Feng Qian, a scholar.
Even if he is a scholar of seventy or eighty years of age, Yang Qingyuan can still call him by name without violating etiquette.
"Keep it up and give me some pointers on my work!"
Yang Qingyuan stopped being polite and handed over the folding fan.
Feng Qian took the folding fan and slowly unfolded it. The originally blank folding fan had already been inscribed with a poem called Qijue.
The war on the frontier tells the story of the autumn, and I am hesitant about what my original intention was.
It should be noted that Shao Ri Na Yun Zhi once promised to be the best in the world.
A poem of seven unique features, coupled with Yang Qingyuan's calligraphy sword meaning, the meaning of the lofty clouds almost comes out through the paper.
It should be noted that Shao Ri Na Yun Zhi once promised to be the best in the world.
This sentence is really written on Feng Qian's heart.
Although he came from a noble family and became the Duke of the country, he did not want to associate with those playboys. He also had his own ambitions.
What he most admired was the former Song Yueshuai, who was both civilized and martial. He had been practicing martial arts hard and studying calligraphy.
I wanted to become such a Confucian general, but unfortunately I was always in the capital and had no chance to fight for my country.
Now that I see this poem by Yang Qingyuan, I can’t help but feel excited.
Feng Qian couldn't put it down because he couldn't put it down. It was indeed his second idol, and he was able to write such a poem that fit his own mood.
Yang Qingyuan on the side also felt it. At this moment, Feng Qian's breathing and heartbeat accelerated again!
Yang Qingyuan didn’t understand this!
After looking at it for a long time, Feng Qian slowly closed the folding fan.
"Mr. Yang's poetic talent is truly the best in the world! Don't think of being a second person! I admire you!"
Yang Qingyuan also said politely as usual, "Ke Zhi's words are serious!"
Feng Qian on the side said seriously, "Master Yang, you can't be like this, good is good, bad is bad! Although I don't have the intellectual courage of Master Yang, I also know that a gentleman should take himself seriously and not be too humble!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at Feng Qian, becoming more and more strange. This person didn't look like the person behind this case!
After admitting his mistake, Yang Qingyuan decided to test Feng Qian again.
"Brother Ke, in addition to returning the folding fan, I have one more thing to ask you. Please tell me the truth, brother Ke!"
When Feng Qian saw Yang Qingyuan's attitude, he knew it must be something serious and immediately said, "Excuse me, Mr. Yang, I will never hide anything!"
"Then I'll tell you the truth! Brother Ke, does your folding fan have a pendant?!"
Feng Qian never thought that Yang Qingyuan would ask this question, "How does Brother Yang know that there is another pendant in this pendant?!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although the fan pendant is a decoration of the folding fan, it is not found in every folding fan.
"Brother Ke, look at this white jade fan pendant!?"
Feng Qian took a closer look and was able to confirm that this folding fan was a gift from his father when he was crowned. Feng Qian had always regarded it as a treasure.
"How come this white jade fan pendant is in Brother Yang's hands!?" Feng Qian had a look of surprise on his face.
"So, this is indeed Brother Ke's fan pendant!?"
Yang Qingyuan had been observing Feng Qian while asking questions. Neither Feng Qian's demeanor nor his tone seemed to be fake, nor did his heart beat faster!!
This is strange!
When he first saw the folding fan, Feng Qian was obviously nervous! But now he no longer had the same reaction as before.
"I wonder where Mr. Yang got this jade pendant!?"
"I got this thing from the Liu Mansion in Wannian County!?" When Yang Qingyuan spoke, he did not relax his observation of Feng Qian, especially when he talked about the Liu Mansion in Wannian County. If Feng Qian really has a problem, then he should
There will be a reaction.
But the result disappointed Yang Qingyuan. Feng Qian was not nervous, but was extremely surprised.
"How did I end up in Wannian County?! I was obviously lost in Shendu?! Could it be that I was trafficked to Wannian County!"
Feng Qian muttered softly.
But Yang Qingyuan could hear what he said clearly.
Feng Qian then said, "I have an unkind request. I wonder if Master Yang can sell me this white jade fan pendant! This thing is very important to me!"
Yang Qingyuan shook his head and said, "This thing belongs to the young master. If you say it is for sale, it will be sold out!"
Yang Qingyuan's title changed back to Young Master, and his tone was slightly different from before. Feng Qian realized that things were not that simple.
"However, this jade pendant cannot be returned to the young master for the time being!"
"Why!?"
"Because this object is a key piece of evidence in a murder case!"
