368. Chapter 368 Please accept the move, Mr. Xiang
The wind was blowing hard, and the snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton wool, falling everywhere without destination. The whole capital seemed to be connected with the sky and the earth, and it was a vast expanse of white. It looked like God was really going to fill the space between the heaven and the earth. Full.
In Canghao Residence, Murong Xitian had just finished eating mung bean porridge when Xi Muyun opened the door and walked in.
The true color of the cloak he was wearing could no longer be seen, with a thick layer of snow falling on it. When Xi Muyun walked in, he hurriedly took off the cloak and hung it at the door, then closed the door to block out the cold wind.
"After struggling all night, I finally arranged for replacements. The six purple-clothed black men whom Dong Yan knew have returned to the hidden piles under the Criminal Division. They will only be responsible for interrogation work in a short period of time and will not return. Give them a task." Xi Muyun couldn't wait to come over and pour herself a cup of hot tea, then drank it in one gulp.
Murong Xitian also picked up the tea and moistened his mouth: "Very good, before Xia Qingtian takes action, our losses will be minimized."
"Where are Cui Youneishi and the others? What are you going to do? Since Xia Qingtian attacked them, he should have a good reason and will not let you rescue them easily." The snowstorm not only hindered traffic, but also caused Xi Muyun to lose peace and harmony. I couldn't get the latest news from the contacts outside.
All contact methods are now forced to be suspended, and we have to rely on manual labor and foot power to move around. But in this way, it is easy to be exposed, so unless it is an emergency, all messages are temporarily suppressed, and communication will be resumed after the snow.
Mentioning this, Murong Xitian's hand felt a little stronger, and he squeezed the teacup and made a small "crack-crack-crack" sound: "Xia Qingtian is using the assassin incident to make a big fuss. The reason is very good. We can't possibly save the person." Come out. For the current plan, the only way is to report the matter of selling the official position in advance. Saving people is the most important thing. Let's find other evidence to suppress Xia Qingtian."
"Selling an official position? This is the only way." Xi Muyun's eyes flashed again and again.
This is the result of their recent efforts. As long as they find strong evidence that Xia Qingtian is the mastermind behind it, even if they cannot bring down Xia Qingtian, they will definitely make him lose at least two-thirds of his party members.
But now, as Murong Xitian said, saving people is more important.
Xi Muyun sighed. It seemed that Xia Qingtian had been acting more frequently recently, and they were all directed at Murong Xitian. The situation would not be good if this situation continued.
"While rescuing people, we must also find ways to divert Xia Qingtian's attention. It's not good for him to keep staring at us. If he continues to damage our confidants, it will easily lead to low morale." Murong Xitian rubbed his hands and felt a little sore. He raised his head and continued, "Xia Qingtian is also very interested in third-party forces like us. By the way, what did you gain from going this time? If so, we can throw out the smoke and let Xia Qingtian go and control it for us. Third-party forces have found out, and we can temporarily relax and redeploy."
Xi Muyun immediately started talking as if he had been given blood: "I have found out about Huan Bi. Her real name is Li Bingbing, and she is the personal maid of Sima Chun, the daughter of General Sima."
"General Sima? Is he General Sima Laiyi who had his family confiscated and exterminated when the late emperor was still alive?" Murong Xitian couldn't help but frown slightly. The wind was blowing hard, and snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton wool. The destinations were falling everywhere. The entire capital city seemed to be connected with heaven and earth, and it was a vast expanse of white. It looked like God was really going to fill up all the space between heaven and earth.
In Canghao Residence, Murong Xitian had just finished eating mung bean porridge when Xi Muyun opened the door and walked in.
The true color of the cloak he was wearing could no longer be seen, with a thick layer of snow falling on it. When Xi Muyun walked in, he hurriedly took off the cloak and hung it at the door, then closed the door to block out the cold wind.
"After struggling all night, I finally arranged for replacements. The six purple-clothed black men whom Dong Yan knew have returned to the hidden piles under the Criminal Division. They will only be responsible for interrogation work in a short period of time and will not return. Give them a task." Xi Muyun couldn't wait to come over and pour herself a cup of hot tea, then drank it in one gulp.
Murong Xitian also picked up the tea and moistened his mouth: "Very good, before Xia Qingtian takes action, our losses will be minimized."
"Where are Cui Youneishi and the others? What are you going to do? Since Xia Qingtian attacked them, he should have a good reason and will not let you rescue them easily." The snowstorm not only hindered traffic, but also caused Xi Muyun to lose peace and harmony. I couldn't get the latest news from the contacts outside.
All contact methods are now forced to be suspended, and we have to rely on manual labor and foot power to move around. But in this way, it is easy to be exposed, so unless it is an emergency, all messages are temporarily suppressed, and communication will be resumed after the snow.
Mentioning this, Murong Xitian's hand felt a little stronger, and he squeezed the teacup and made a small "crack-crack-crack" sound: "Xia Qingtian is using the assassin incident to make a big fuss. The reason is very good. We can't possibly save the person." Come out. For the current plan, the only way is to report the matter of selling the official position in advance. Saving people is the most important thing. Let's find other evidence to suppress Xia Qingtian."
"Selling an official position? This is the only way." Xi Muyun's eyes flashed again and again.
This is the result of their recent efforts. As long as they find strong evidence that Xia Qingtian is the mastermind behind it, even if they cannot bring down Xia Qingtian, they will definitely make him lose at least two-thirds of his party members.
But now, as Murong Xitian said, saving people is more important.
Xi Muyun sighed. It seemed that Xia Qingtian had been acting more frequently recently, and they were all directed at Murong Xitian. The situation would not be good if this situation continued.
"While rescuing people, we must also find ways to divert Xia Qingtian's attention. It's not good for him to keep staring at us. If he continues to damage our confidants, it will easily lead to low morale." Murong Xitian rubbed his hands and felt a little sore. He raised his head and continued, "Xia Qingtian is also very interested in third-party forces like us. By the way, what did you gain from going this time? If so, we can throw out the smoke and let Xia Qingtian go and control it for us. Third-party forces have found out, and we can temporarily relax and redeploy."
Xi Muyun immediately started talking as if he had been given blood: "I have found out about Huan Bi. Her real name is Li Bingbing, and she is the personal maid of Sima Chun, the daughter of General Sima."
"General Sima? Is he General Sima Laiyi who had his family confiscated and exterminated when the late emperor was still alive?" Murong Xitian could not help but frown slightly.
