This guy was also carrying a few oil paper bags in his hand, pretending to come to visit Yang Xuan.
"This is my cousin." Yang Xuan pointed to Yi Niang.
Yi Niang just showed her face and went to the kitchen, and then the sound of a chicken dying was heard from the kitchen.
"This is my husband, Mr. Cao Yingcao."
Zhao Sanfu felt fond of Cao Ying as soon as he saw her, "Mr. Cao looks very upright. If I have something to do today, let's have a drink together someday."
He whispered to Yang Xuan: "Someone at the mirror just now said that a student in the Imperial College was taken away by Jinwu Guard Zhou Yan's people."
Zhou Yan...a student of the Imperial College.
"Who?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
"Baodong."
"Are you being tortured?" Zhou Yan's gloomy face appeared in Yang Xuan's mind.
"He was beaten, said to be very hard." Zhao Sanfu praised: "It is said that the people over there asked him to confess to his accomplices, otherwise they would kill him, but this man nodded and said he was willing to die."
"Hey! Yang Xuan!"
…
Yang Xuan rode his horse to the Imperial Academy to see Ning Yayun.
"The sacrificial wine is not here."
Si Yean Ziyu is here.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in his heart, "Si Ye, Bao Dong was taken away by Jin Wuwei deputy general Zhou Yan, and he got the reputation of selling medicine to poison people..."
An Ziyu stood up, "But is it really poisonous?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "I asked a doctor to take a look at that medicine. It strengthens the spleen and appetite, and can also nourish the kidneys. This week, the deputy general failed to take the credit last time, so he wanted Bao Dong to open his mouth and drag me in."
"Bitch slave!" The ruler flew between An Ziyu's fingers, and his eyes were almost full of anger.
"Si Ye, just ask them to stop torturing Baodong, Si Ye, Si Ye..." Yang Xuan was dumbfounded.
Like a gust of wind, An Ziyu disappeared, and then there was a light shout from outside.
"I'll come as soon as I go!"
Jinwuwei.
"He still refuses to say, Vice General Zhou, if we fight again, something will happen, and the people in the Imperial College will not give up."
Zhou Yan sneered, "So what?"
Boom!
There were screams outside.
Then a figure rushed in.
People outside only heard a huge commotion inside, and then the figure flew out and went directly to the roof opposite. He held the ruler in one hand and held it behind his back with the other.
Two figures rushed out immediately, and then the guard room behind them collapsed.
Zhou Yan looked up in embarrassment at the woman on the roof opposite, "Who are you?"
The ruler flew between the fingers.
An Ziyu said calmly: "Secretary of the Imperial College, An Ziyu."
Her feet stopped, the tiles shattered, and then flew away.
"If anything happens to Bao Dong, our Imperial Academy and your Jinwu Guards will never be finished!"
There was a dead silence at the scene. For a long time, someone asked: "Are we still going to be tortured?"
Boom!
Zhou Yan kicked off a wooden pillar and turned around.
…
"What Zhou Yan wants is credit."
In the Imperial College, Yang Xuan talked about this matter.
Ning Yayun came back. After hearing this, she stretched out her hand to touch the piano gently. There was a touch of anger on her white jade face, "I will go to see your majesty now."
Boom!
The door was pushed open, and An Ziyu rushed in with a gust of wind.
"How?" Yang Xuan asked, not seeing Ning Yayun's wry smile.
"I demolished his check-in room." An Ziyu sat down, "This matter is a bit troublesome."
Yang Xuan shook his head, "This matter is none of my business. He wants me to bow my head and leave this matter to him. In this case, I ruined the plan of the Southern Zhou secret agent, and then he will be in trouble if he doesn't let me go."
He immediately resigned.
Behind her, Ning Yayun said softly: "Most of my metaphysics disciples are stupid and stupid, and there is no one else who is as clever as this one."
An Ziyu nodded, "But the secret agents of Southern Zhou are good at concealing their whereabouts. There are many Jinwu Guards and Yang Xuan has too few bad guys... I am worried that the Jinwu Guards will take the lead..."
Ning Yayun raised the cup to her lips, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "I'm watching. If something is wrong, let the people of Chang'an see the grand scene of our Imperial Academy being dispatched in full force."
…
"check!"
Zhou Yan gave an order and the Jinwu Guards were dispatched.
In every square there were sergeants from the Jinwu Guard questioning them.
"Have you seen anyone new lately?"
"If there is any discovery, I will reward you heavily!"
Zhou Yan stood together with several subordinates, who were constantly analyzing various possibilities for this matter.
"Vice General Zhou, there are many of us, and together with our joint planning, why should we worry about those few unscrupulous people in Wannian County?"
Zhou Yan nodded, and the gloom in his eyes became more and more gloomy, "After the last incident, the general scolded me. If it cannot be undone, I will have no chance of promotion in the next two years."
He looked at everyone and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I'm fine, just wait."
"yes!"
The morale of Jinwu Guards is as high as a rainbow.
In a house in Chang'an.
Several men were sitting around the table.
"The Jinwu Guard sent out troops to search for information everywhere in Chang'an City, and even offered a reward."
"The more this happens, the more opportunities I have to wait for."
"Is it almost done?"
The leader nodded, "Wait for two more days."
…
On the first day, Yang Xuan led his people to search possible places in the city. He encountered Jin Wuwei's people many times and was ridiculed for a whole day.
"Be careful!"
Zhao Sanfu is here again.
"There is someone above Zhou Yan who was prepared for promotion last time but fell short. This time he is bound to get it."
Yang Xuan nodded, "Hey! Have you eaten?"
Zhao Sanfu looked at Cao Ying and said, "Mr. Cao and I hit it off right away."
So Yang Xuan and Yiniang were together for dinner, and Zhao Sanfu and Cao Ying were together.
After dinner, Yang Xuan was walking in the yard and thinking. Yi Niang followed him and said with a smile: "My husband didn't see it earlier, but Zhao Sanfu and Cao Ying were trying to find out each other's details. It was so funny."
In the earphones, Suzaku whispered: "Get to the bottom of it."
After Yi Niang left, Yang Xuan asked: "Zhuque, are you driving?"
The green light of the scroll in my arms flashed wildly.
At night, Yang Xuan sat on the bed.
"Play that movie again."
It wasn't until late at night that Yang Xuan fell asleep.
The next day, he went to Wannian County.
"Yang Shuai, the Jinwu Guard is getting more and more heated." Wen Xinshu was a little anxious, "They also caught a few criminals, and they are getting more and more proud."
Zhao Guolin hugged Ma Shan as if holding his own life, "It's early!"
Yang Xuan sat down, squinting and thinking.
Yang Xuan opened his eyes, "Their purpose of throwing away the property must be to divert our attention. What can they do next? Wait until we can't find it after searching for a long time and die, and they will do it again..."
Wen Xinshu said: "But where did those more than ten boxes of property come from? Is it possible to divide the treasure into multiple parts?"
"It's possible." Zhao Guolin nodded and stretched out his hand to scratch his head. Suddenly his hand froze and he thought, how did I learn this habit?
However, Yang Xuan felt that there was another possibility, "Have you ever noticed that in the past two days in Jinwuwei Dasuo City, the sergeants guarding the city gate were a little careless."
Yang Xuan stood up suddenly, "They are secret spies. What are secret spies? Secret spies are the best criminals. What will criminals do at this time?"
"I need manpower." Yang Xuan went to the Imperial College.
At this moment, he deeply hated his lack of manpower. If possible, he wished he could immediately summon tens of thousands of men to act according to his instructions.
"This is a credit."
he added.
Ning Yayun looked at him, raised her glass to her lips, and said calmly: "Xuanxue will never abandon his own disciples, not even one of them!"
Yang Xuan's lips moved a few times, and those words of thanks could no longer be uttered under such tenderness.
After a while, dozens of professors and elite students gathered.
"Where do you think they will go if they leave the city?" An Ziyu was very interested after hearing Yang Xuan's analysis.
"Of course the south is the shortcut, but I think they will go north."
"Why?"
Yang Xuan said: "Just do the opposite."
In the earphone, Suzaku said: "Spies are the best criminals."
Later, at Gwanghwamun, Yang Xuan squatted inside the city gate, like a boy taking refuge from the summer heat.
Next to it is the Cultivation Workshop. There are more than ten stalls outside, all selling essential items for eating or traveling.
Some people are shouting loudly, and some are picking and choosing.
…
"What is Yang Xuan doing?"
Zhou Yan asked.
Huang Li said respectfully: "After going to the Imperial College every day, I then went to Wannian County, and I didn't see him after that."
"Is this helpless?"
Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "I gave up when I was at a loss. This is the same as the Imperial College."
The people around him couldn't help laughing.
Amid laughter, Zhou Yan put his hands behind his hands and looked at his subordinates, "Well done."
He then went to see his benefactor.
The old man said with a cold face, "Nowadays, the palace is open to the public. People with four surnames are seeking official positions more and more rampantly. Positions are becoming more and more scarce. If you want to go further, you must let them see your value."
"Yes." The vicious and cruel Vice General Zhou was like a well-behaved child at this moment, "I know that the He family has a grudge against Yang Xuan. If this attack can be successful, the He family will definitely help."
The old man nodded and said with appreciation: "Although the He family is just a dog of the Yang family, this dog is quite powerful. If you can catch the eye of the He family, it will help you in your future career."
"yes."
Zhou Yan resigned.
"Wait a minute."
The old man stopped him and asked, "Are you sure about the Southern Zhou spy matter?"
Zhou An smiled and said: "This time our Jinwu Guards are almost in full force. If those people find property, it must be a huge amount. How can they hide it?"
The old man nodded, "People can hide it, but property is difficult to hide. Just go, I'm looking for someone to help you negotiate."
…
Gwanghwamun.
A skinny man squatted beside Yang Xuan, his eyes were deeply sunken and his eyes were unfocused, like a demented middle-aged man.
Large cars appear occasionally.
Yang Xuan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, comfortably escaping from the heat.
The thin man's lips didn't move, but his voice came through.
"Yang Shuai, the one on the left looks like dried fish, but the frame has been modified, is dented downwards, and the wheels are heavy... There is something wrong with it."
Yang Xuan had already seen it. He leaned on his arm and asked, "Is there more?"
"No more. Yang Shuai, you said you would let me go if you found out."
"You are an old thief who has just been released from prison. Where can you go? Please help me find out. There will definitely be more follow-up."
Yang Xuan raised his head and moved his neck blankly.
The owners and waiters of several stalls, including the customers, all relaxed for a moment.
On the other side, more than ten men watched the cart leave the city and relaxed for a moment.
A man turned back and nodded slightly.
The convoy appeared.
The smell of salted fish made people feel a little overwhelmed. Before the convoy arrived, the sergeants guarding the door held their noses and backed out, shouting: "Get out of here!"
The convoy sped up.
The middle-aged man's eyes were blank, and he seemed to have fallen into a state.
"What does this look like?" Yang Xuan described it.
Suzaku said: "Sage time."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and the inner energy in his body began to surge.
"Yang Shuai, here we come!"
The convoy is approaching.
The city gate and everything around it remained unchanged.
The first cart entered the city gate smoothly, followed by an endless stream.
A driver in the convoy turned his eyes and saw a man standing up in the car door and grinning at him.
Then put your fingers in your mouth.
A sharp whistle came.
In an instant, dozens of people poured out from both sides, each holding a large vat and splashing it with all their strength.
Kerosene was poured around the convoy like a water dragon.
Yang Xuan had a fire seal in his hand at some point. The middle-aged man next to him who had just handed him the fire seal looked shocked, "Yang Shuai, this place will become a purgatory!"