Guo Ting thought it sounded familiar at first. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Is this Shen Lie, Guo Shu's grandson, who lives in Guo's house on Huaizhou Street now?"
"It's him. Fang Guanyan has always wanted to deal with him because of Miss Xia's books," Yang Guanxian said, paused, and then said, "There is one more thing that we haven't said yet."
"What's the matter?"
"The assassination on Huaizhou Street," Yang Guanxian said, "my third brother said that Shen Lie was there at the time. He should have come out after hearing the news and brought his entourage with him."
"Sanlang let him go?"
"If you don't kill passers-by, not to mention that Guo Shu is a great person. The third brother doesn't want to make enemies, and..." Yang Guanxian frowned, his voice slowed down, and he said, "Perhaps if we really attack him at that time, we may not be able to kill him. He, if the man who took Ah Li away on horseback today was Shen Lie, with his skill and the distance between them at that time, it would be easier for him to dodge the crossbow arrows."
Guo Ting was surprised: "Will the man who took Ah Li away today be Shen Lie?"
"They look very similar, but I'm not sure. But Fang Guanyan's analysis makes sense. It doesn't look like they came together as a group."
"You mentioned the Huaizhou Street incident." Guo Ting glanced at Yang Guanxian.
Yang Guanxian paused and said no more.
The assassination on Huaizhou Street was still a thorn in their hearts.
Yan Qinglin hid this assassination from all of them when he organized it. Only Yang Guanxian's compatriot Yang Changjun knew about it.
Although Yan Qinglin didn't necessarily need to tell them what he was doing, being kept in the dark made them quite uncomfortable.
"And," Guo Ting continued, "when Ah Li came to see me, she told me that she was an old friend of Duke Dingguo. So I asked my second brother, who said he didn't know her. Then Yan Qinglin asked me in private Take precautions, saying that Ah Li may have come to test with me whether my second brother is still alive."
"There's nothing wrong with that," Yang Guanxian said, "It's impossible for outsiders to know that you and your son are sworn brothers and sisters, so the people who come to test you can only be from Huiping's pawn shop."
"Yes, there are only seven of us in the pawnshop who know that my second brother is still alive, including the shopkeeper, and the rest are on her list of suspects. But when I thought about what happened on Huaizhou Street, I suddenly realized that, in fact, we She may not be trusted either.”
Yang Guanxian said "Yeah", feeling quite helpless.
He wanted to say that Yan Qinglin's trust or not didn't matter much, but he remembered how cowardly he was in Qilu Yuan today. Well, it was still a little important.
"However, she must have been wrong in her suspicions," Yang Guanxian said. "Yan Qinglin felt that Ah Li was here to test whether the Crown Prince was still alive, but in fact, all of Ah Li's actions during this period were centered around the Dingguo Palace, not the Crown Prince. Moreover, even though he was surrounded by Duke Dingguo's mansion, the prince did not recognize such a girl, and she never came to see you again."
"It's weird." Guo Ting said with a frown.
"Yes." Yang Guanxian nodded, but suddenly smiled.
"why are you laughing?"
"Guo Ting," Yang Guanxian looked at him, "when I asked you whether you believe people can come back to life, do you still remember?"
"...Don't talk nonsense."
"Look, it's over now," Yang Guanxian dipped the pen in his hand into ink again, lowered his head to draw the runes, and said, "Then don't ask me why I'm laughing, because you don't believe it anyway."
"What you want to say is Miss Xia again?"
"When I mentioned to you that the Qingmeiling fire burned Miss Xia's body to ashes, I said I didn't know whether it was true or not, but now I can pat my chest and tell you that it is true," Yang Guanxian said, "that Qingmeiling
It was indeed on fire. This news was blocked by Yi Shurong and did not reach the customs. My second brother went to the north a few months ago specifically to confirm this matter. He asked me for a letter and came back to tell me."
Guo Ting was stunned: "You said at that time that he was Miss Xia's master..."
"This is really unclear and there is no way to check it. I heard a Taoist friend mention it to me at the beginning," Yang Guanxian said.
"What does this have to do with Ah Li?" Guo Ting asked.
"I don't know," Yang Guanxian spread his hands, "but after what I told you, didn't you find that what happened to Miss Xia after her death was full of mystery and weirdness? And I think there must be a connection between Ah Li and Miss Xia.
You want me to tell you why, but I can’t, but I don’t believe there is such a smart and bold girl in the world. There is no such thing as this kind of talent. How could one suddenly appear and be involved with the Dingguo Palace?
?”
"The co-authorship is all your guess."
"Yes," Yang Guanxian nodded, "I like this girl very much now. Although today's plan was disrupted by her, the shock she brought to Li Zhi is definitely more powerful than our plan."
Guo Ting also nodded, not knowing what to say.
He only met this girl once. At that time, she had not yet made a name for herself in the capital. Who would have thought that in just a few months, this girl would become the focus of attention and wanted people all over the world. She was just a person.
Girls.
At this time, there was movement downstairs.
Yang Guanxian and Guo Ting looked toward the study door at the same time.
The wooden stairs were stepped on, making a lot of noise. After running up and pushing the door open, a man who looked almost exactly like Yang Guanxian appeared: "Brother!"
Yang Changjun came in, holding a letter in his hand: "Sent from the Duke of Zheng's Palace."
Yang Guanxian took the letter, opened it and looked at it. His expression gradually darkened. He handed it to Guo Ting: "Take a look."
Guo Ting took it curiously.
"This Zhao Gong," Yang Guanxian said, "kicks the ball really fast. It's him who Ah Li is looking for. He turns around and throws the pot at the Crown Prince, claiming that Miss Xia is his wife and our Crown Prince is his brother.
, look at this man, he looks like a dog."
"Lu Qianhai," Guo Ting raised his head and said, "Then what should we do?"
"Do we have the final say on how to do it?" Yang Guanxian said with a sinister sneer, "Isn't it Yan Qinglin who has the final say?"
The moonlight is hidden behind layers of dark clouds, and there is no light in the sky and earth.
There was the sound of whimpering wind everywhere, broken grass and trees lying across the ground, and tiles flying sideways.
Lu Qianhai stumbled and ran wildly in the courtyard of the house without direction.
He was hungry, and because he hadn't slept well for many days, his spirit was even more depressed and fragile.
Now my ears are filled with the girl's voice, and my mind is filled with bloody figures.
The wind howled and cried.
He looked like there was someone under the shadow of the tree over there.
He saw that there seemed to be a head rolling down from the house over there.
He looked at the lake, and it looked like there were many bloody claws about to break open and poke out.
"Ah!!!" Lu Qianhai went crazy. He ran wildly, speeding up, sometimes falling down, sometimes hitting walls or trees.
In the end, he hid in a corner and did not dare to move. His whole body shrank and his eyes stared into the boundless darkness in horror.
