Han Jian had noticed the details of the Dongwang Mansion's other hall. At first, Han Jian thought that the details were sent by the queen, and it was probably one of the guards. Han Jian didn't care too much, but at the moment when the situation was tense, he could not make arrangements in advance to prevent being noticed. This lack of preparation often put him in a passive position.

In investigating the corruption case, Han Jian told Sima to borrow one person when he was about to take action, making the whole plan impeccable. After Han Jian was successful, he found that there were many things that could be improved. If he could plan more and invite people to discuss it, the investigation of the corruption case that night would not be as dangerous as walking a tightrope. Now, Han Jian decided to dig out the fine works in the mansion at one time to find out who is a human or a ghost, and also prepare for the next big action.

Sima Yi heard that Han Jian was looking for a detailed work and asked, "Young Master, do you think... who is the one here? If you can't find it openly, it will be even more difficult to check it secretly. Could it be that you arrested one by one and interrogated it?"

"No need to be so troublesome. I have a plan, just do what I said." Han Jian said in a secret way.

Sima Yi saw Han Jian calm and confident, and smiled and said, "It's just that young master has a way. Then I listen to young master. I also want to see which one is a blind eye and kill him. Find the fee."

Han Jian felt that it was unnecessary.

If the detailed work sent by someone who has made some plans for him can be used to release some fake news. If the detailed work sent by the queen, it will be difficult to deal with. Han Jian thought for a while, if it was really sent by the queen, he would pretend not to know. If the queen was really guarding him, Han Jian himself felt a little angry, but he also believed that even if the queen sent someone to monitor him in the face of power struggles, it would be understandable.

That night, Han Jian stayed in the inner courtyard and did not go out, but kept lighting a candle to light the room. Until the second half of the night, Han Jian suddenly ordered Sima Yi and Zhang Xing to see him and wait for the two of them to come out. They each led a team of guards, saying that they would do their business as Han Jian told him.

Most of the guards in the mansion were already sleeping, but now they suddenly wanted to go out to do business, so they didn't dare to ask anything. Zhang Xing and Sima Yi were very secretive about what they did.

"Young Master, you're ready." Sima Yi stepped forward and said, facing Han Jian, who came out to inspect the guards before leaving.

At this time, half of the guards of the Dongwang Mansion were dressed in night clothes and masked in black clothes. It was as if they were going out to rob the house. The other half were wearing standard guards of the Dongwang Mansion, as if they were going out to exercise.

"For the matter tonight, we can only succeed and not fail. When you come back, we will have our own rewards." Han Jian inspires the army to heart.

"Young Master Xie." The guards were ready to go.

Afterwards, the two teams of guards rushed towards the Yanning County Prince's Mansion led by Sima Jie and Zhang Xing. Han Jian looked at the sky in the distance and smiled slightly. Today, the Yanning County Prince's mansion was probably not very peaceful.

Han Jian ordered Sima Yi and Zhang Xing to do different things and say differently, but the purpose was roughly the same, which was to cause trouble for the prince of Yanning.

Cooperating with Sima's unstable style, Han Jian asked him to take people to the Yanning County Prince's Mansion to set fire, and then run away after setting the fire. The Yanning County Prince's Mansion could not be caught. Zhang Xing took the guards to the Yanning County Prince's Mansion to put out the fire. He burned and rescued the Yanning County Prince's Mansion would be very lively, and the Yanning County Prince's Mansion would be uneasy.

But Han Jian's real purpose was not Yanning County Prince's Mansion, but Tingwei Mansion. Han Jian was going to take a dangerous move this time and arranged for Mrs. Luo to organize some old Xiliang subordinates to "rob the prison". Taking advantage of the fire of the Tingwei Mansion and the escort office being fired in the city, Han Jian was preparing to rob the guys who were sent to the prison by him. Han Jian thought that it would be better to rob the robbery. If someone could not be rescued, he would not have to force it. However, he wanted to help some criminals who wanted to survive escape. Han Jian did not want to find out other members of the Northern King Party, but made the Northern King Party so anxious about it. With so many accomplices needed to help run away and resettle, the Northern King Party still has time to plan how to usurp the throne of a certain dynasty?

By the time these plans have been implemented, the rest is what Han Jian did, which is to find the spies in the palace. Practice it out. At most, the guards of the East Prince's Mansion just went out to show off their prestige and stood guard to do things, and did evil things for the first time. The best way to find out the detailed work is to arrange a big task for those guards, and then secretly investigate the behavior and reactions of these people. The task now is still dominated by Mrs. Luo, mainly because Han Jian has no one at hand. Although Mrs. Luo's loyalty is not high, she has no reason to turn against him. Han Jian feels that Mrs. Luo will use it in vain.

After everyone left, Han Jian was playing leisurely in the Dongwang Mansion. This was not the first time he had done "bad things", but today's bad things were different from those in the past to investigate the case or justice. He was the evil side today, and what he did was completely causing trouble to Luoyang City. Han Jian wanted to know, if the queen had really sent it by the queen and the news was also spread to the queen, how would the queen think of him? Should he regard him as a loyal minister who shared the worries of the country, or a treacherous minister who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos?

In the entire Dongwang Mansion, when Han Jian was away, his servants were mainly ordinary people, and there were almost no guards who could do some fist and foot skills, because the security of the Wang Mansion was very tight, and the protection of the two yamen of the Tingwei Mansion and the escort office had never happened. But this time, Han Jian sent everyone out, but felt a little stunned behind his back, as if he was being looked at by someone naked, and there was no secret hidden.

What made Han Jian the most puzzled thing was that he could not feel anyone spying on him. Han Jian even closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations of the airflow around him following the sound of the wind, but he could not find any trace of the goods.

Han Jian thought he was a master, but for the first time he felt that there was someone outside of him, and he was still too young after all. If he had known to leave some guards to protect him, why would any master plot against him? He could do nothing about it?

"Amitabha." Han Jian suddenly proclaimed the Buddha's name and pulled out his sword with a swish. He held the sword in his hand for a long time before Han Jian realized that there was still quiet around him.

Was he scared away by my aura? Han Jian thought for a while and the master should still be there. However, a person who can hide the fluctuations of the breath and even the movement of the air when he moves is absolutely impossible to achieve. Judging from his years of practicing swordsmanship and internal skills, there are only a few people who have such skills in the world. Very few such masters are born. If they really come to kill him, the person who buys the evil will spend a lot of money. This big deal is definitely not something that can be done for money. Masters of this level are not short of money.

Han Jian has been trying to completely calm his heart, but it is difficult for him to do it under such circumstances. Because his opponent is too strong, Han Jian thought, is it because his strings are too tight and his nerves are allergic to him, and his master does not exist?

Although Han Jian seemed to be unable to find any evidence of the existence of the master, he was sure that the person was around him, and the distance from him was almost instantly able to fight him. Han Jian felt a little sad. Such a master was obviously not the first day to follow him. If there was really a newcomer who had to follow him in such a hidden way and had to leisurely follow him, his affairs would probably be invisible.

"Is there a meticulous work in the mansion, or is it a master I don't know?" Han Jian also secretly speculated about this in his heart.

Han Jian suddenly stood at the door and sighed loudly at the dark night sky, where stars and moon were gone: "Today is the bright starry sky, bright moon, and such a beautiful scenery, I really deserve a drink."

He was talking like a nonsense, but he was trying to find the master hidden in the depths of the darkness for the second time in his speech. Han Jian is still unable to be sure of that person's existence, but he also feels some things. The invisible pressure is increasingly feeling the opponent's approaching.

Han Jian thought to himself: "I can't die at the hands of a group of tourists from the world. What's the reason for practicing martial arts since childhood? Isn't it just that today I can escape from the masters with my own strength?"

Han Jian doesn’t care about any success or failure. What he cares most about is the life of being a human being. If his life is gone, it will be gone. Wouldn’t it be a pity to be killed by a master who suddenly came out?

"Young Master, are you talking to me?"

After a while, Wen'er walked out of the opposite room with sleepy eyes. Wen'er rubbed her eyes and wanted to come over, but Han Jian raised her sword and told her not to approach.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" Wen'er looked puzzled.

Since Wen'er appeared, Han Jian felt the invisible pressure pressing on his heart began to fade away. When Wen'er approached, the pressure had almost disappeared. Han Jian thought that the master could not bear to hurt Wen'er, a cute and caring little girl, who changed the assassination plan and let him go?

Han Jian did not relax his vigilance, and he also realized that his opponent might have used his slack mentality to make a sudden attack. He relaxed his heart and knocked his neck towards the opponent's sword.

Han Jian and Wen'er stood at a distance of about ten feet between one master and one servant. Those who didn't know thought that Han Jian was trying to compete with Wen'er for kung fu, but Wen'er didn't know how to do anything. When Han Jian learned sword, Zhi'er was fascinated by being fascinated, while Wen'er had no interest in swordsmanship. She only knew to eat some good things and hide some good things and go back for her mother to eat. It was not that Wen'er had no chance to become a master of swordsmanship, but she didn't know how to grasp it herself.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Wen'er waited for a while, but didn't know what Han Jian was going to do, so she asked, "What's so sleepy, Young Master, can I sleep in your room? I'm used to sleeping inside, so I can't sleep there."

"Get in." Han Jian said.

"Yeah." Wen'er didn't go back to hug the pillow, and rushed to Han Jian's room excitedly.

Knowing that Wen'er had fallen asleep when she entered, Han Jian was still feeling the surrounding environment at the door. Only then did he confirm that the mysterious master had left temporarily.
Chapter completed!