Zhao Xun looked back and watched it disappear into the sea of people and disappear at the end of the long street lights.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" one of his subordinates asked.
"This man looks familiar," Zhao Qin said thoughtfully, "very familiar, and he doesn't look familiar in a serious way."
"On the serious road?" His subordinates were also lost in thought, "Your Majesty, it seems that you have never been to a brothel."
"Tsk!" Zhao Yu frowned angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Then what does this serious path... mean?"
"It just means something strange." Zhao Yu put his hands behind his back and turned to the side door where the carriage had just stopped. "It's not a familiar sight. For example, that girl Ali, I haven't seen her before, but this is the first time I see her.
She felt very familiar. Turns out, you see, she is the younger sister of this prince's concubine."
"So that's it." His subordinates nodded in understanding.
Zhao Xun suddenly widened his clear black eyes: "I know who he is! It's him?"
"Prince, who is it?" Another subordinate asked hurriedly.
Zhao Gong said in a deep voice: "In the 21st year of the Xuanyuan period, the Ministry of Rites built the city defense system, and later promoted Ding Yuejin to the position of priest and official of the ceremony."
"Ding Yuejin," his subordinate muttered, and then he was startled, "I remembered it, but didn't it mean that he had died of illness? Prince, will you admit your mistake?"
"No," another subordinate said, "When this man saw us just now, his expression showed that he knew the prince. If he hadn't shown that expression himself, we wouldn't be able to confirm it."
"Interesting," Zhao Gong suddenly smiled, with white teeth, "In the 23rd year of Xuanyan, Dianzhi Si Langzhong, who died of illness, actually lurked in Hengxiang secretly."
The reason why Zhao Xun remembered this person deeply was because at that time, a murderous case that shocked the imperial capital occurred, that is, the entire family of Lin Hongru, the Minister of Rites, was wiped out.
Within the next ten days, five officials from the Ministry of Rites passed away one after another, and people throughout the imperial capital began to talk, saying that the Ministry of Rites was possessed by evil spirits.
The existence of the Ministry of Rites, in addition to ordering the royal government and educating the people, was also used to a certain extent to "exorcise evil spirits" and "avoid disasters", and to communicate with heaven, earth, and all things.
This series of deaths is simply a slap in the face of the emperor.
This Ding Yuejin is one of those five officials.
Zhao Xun walked to the main entrance of this inn. It was better to describe it as an inn than a grand restaurant.
He looked up at the three big characters above.
Feishuang Pavilion.
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When he heard that Shen Lie was back, Du Xuan thought the servant was joking.
He chuckled twice, packed up his things, and prepared to go back to Qingyue Pavilion, and then go to Wang Fengnian's place on the way to see what the situation was like in Tu Xiaoxi.
Kang Jian was half leaning against the head of the bed, his gaze passing through the open window sash and falling on the men walking and talking at the other end of the waterside pavilion.
"What a young master!" Kang Jian smiled weakly, "Brother Du, what a young master! The young master is back!"
Du Xuan hurriedly turned around and saw that it was Shen Lie. Du Xuan was so surprised that he dropped everything and ran quickly: "Young Master!!"
"Woof woof woof!" A frantic dog bark sounded almost simultaneously.
Du Xuan quickly backed away and stared at the big yellow dog with wide eyes.
"Ouch - woof woof woof!" Goudan, who was frightened by Du Xuan who suddenly ran out, kept barking and retreated while barking.
"Is this the little fat guy mentioned in the letter?" Du Xuan raised his hand and gestured, "This is the big fat guy, right?"
"This is Zhao Xun's dog." Shen Lie said, and asked his men behind him to stop it from barking.
"Zhao Xun?" Du Xuan shouted, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the big yellow dog, "Okay, let's have a dog meat hot pot tonight. What do you think, big fat guy?"
After being slapped on the forehead and ordered to be quiet, the big yellow dog changed its expression quickly and stood upright, crouching with its two front legs.
Du Xuan was amused: "This dog is quite interesting."
Shen Lie lowered his head and glanced at it, then raised his hand and touched its head.
"Let's get down to business later," Shen Lie looked at Du Xuan, "I'll go see Kang Jian first."
"Master." Kang Jian tried to get up from the bed, but Shen Lie told him to continue lying down.
There is a string of bells hanging under the eaves outside the window. The wind is strong tonight, and the sound of the bells is crisp and clear, like music. Together with the fresh air of agarwood in the room, and the all-color ancient wood furniture, it is particularly elegant.
Du Xuan whispered: "Kang Jian's injury was treated by... Shen Shu."
"I already know." Shen Lie said.
"Then, can the young master see him?" Du Xuan paid close attention to Shen Lie's expression.
But even though he had been with Shen Lie for many years, he was completely unable to discern what he was thinking at this time.
This pair of deep and calm black eyes are more and more able to hide emotions.
"No," Shen Lie replied, "there is no difference between seeing or not seeing."
As he said that, he looked at Kang Jian: "I heard what they said on the way back, you think the person who hurt you is a woman."
"The body is very similar," Kang Jian tried hard to recall. "It is very flexible and extremely flexible. His sword is very fast and fierce, fierce and fierce, and full of murderous intent."
"How many clues were found in the backyard?" Shen Lie asked Du Xuan and the others.
"Not much." Du Xuan said.
Seeing Shen Lie frowning and saying nothing, Du Xuan couldn't help but said: "Speaking of women, Master, where is Ah Li."
"She has something to do on the way and will arrive a few days later."
"Then you guys have been getting along day and night all this way?"
Shen Lie raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Du Xuan was bolder than Wu Shaoning. He couldn't hide what he wanted to ask. His eyes were full of gossip, waiting for Shen Lie to speak further.
Not only Du Xuan, but also a whole room of bright little eyes were looking at their young master.
"You guys are very free?" Shen Lie said.
"..."
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lie had changed the topic: "Although Ah Li arrived late, her Xia family's army is already outside the city. Tomorrow morning, our soldiers and horses will enter the city together with the Xia family's army."
"Early tomorrow morning?" Du Xuan was stunned, "Are you going to capture Hengxiang?"
"Hengxiang is still Hengxiang, the one who wants to win is Zhao Huien."
Du Xuan was happy and said happily: "Great, this bad breath can finally be cured."
Wu Shaoning and the others needed to return to Qingyue Pavilion, but Shen Lie ordered them not to stay long.
Du Xuan put the things he had just packed back into their original places. While hoping that Shen Lie could rest early, he couldn't help but want to ask about the past six months and this journey.
When Xu Yinjun heard that Shen Lie had arrived at Zhiyu Waterside Pavilion, he immediately asked people to prepare a private room, and then came to say hello to Shen Lie.
Previously in Youzhou, Xu Yinjun was in another road construction team, so he never met Shen Lie, but everyone who met Shen Lie praised him for his extraordinary grace and beauty.
There were even a few people who had not read many books in their lives and used foul language when they opened their mouths. They personally described in front of Xu Yinjun that Mr. Shen's beauty could turn the snow into a living thing.
Xu Yinjun understood what they meant by "the vitality of the world", and he was very surprised. This was a snow that caused sores on everyone's fingers and made everyone complain incessantly.
In the dark and dark place, everyone uses their daily swear words to curse the snow and the sky. However, in the mouths of these old swearers, this snow, which is almost a disaster, is not only recognized, but even given a romantic color.
