"Brother..."

Xueshan Yinyan walked into a small courtyard in the inner courtyard of the royal palace and couldn't help but speak, but was interrupted by Qiao Rulai.

"Third brother, go back to the room first."

Qiao Ruta held a rosary in her hand and gently blocked it.

You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful of others!

Even if the Zhao King's cultivation is unfathomable, there are still some necessary means to block the spy.

Snow Mountain Yinyan nodded silently.

As they walked into the room, Qiao Rulai gently pinched a fearless seal in his hand, and a gentle breeze swept across the house, as if a little light had been lit up in the darkness, and then he spoke quietly.

"Yinyan, how do you think of that prince?"

When I heard my elder brother’s question, the snow mountain Yinyan, who was called “stupid” by many people, actually wise and wise (laughing), showed an inexplicable look.

"Just like an old person..."

With a sneer, Qiao Ruta showed a similar expression on her face.

"Yes, it's the same feeling as when I first met that senior!"

Snow Mountain Yinyan obviously did not want to recall those unforgettable things and her eyes moved slightly.

"That doesn't mean any good thing, brother!"

"Don't forget, how many storms have happened in that past, if this King Zhao was that type of person..."

Nodding, Qiao Rulai certainly knew his third brother’s worries.

"It's okay, you and I know this matter will not be that simple, not to mention that the person who gave me the impression is different from..., it is more pure and more transcendent!"

Speaking of this, he frowned.

"It's today's assassination! It made me a little confused..."

...

"Wusheng Dao, Zhenxiu Dao, where did the evil heretics come from? They dared to assassinate the streets of Yujingcheng?!"

After hearing the news, the city guard of Yujing City felt a chill on his back. Not only did he assassinate the street, but he was still the frame of the Zhao Prince's Mansion. If this is investigated, it would be a good thing if the official uniform on him is gone.

If you make a dereliction of duty and investigate...then the problem will be a big deal!

"Where is the prisoner? There is no one living?!"

"Also! The source of those powerful crossbows cannot be found? The mark cannot be restored if it is erased? I have to teach you everything? A bunch of waste materials!"

Just as the Yujing Prefecture in the city guard's palace was furious, news about the assassination of the Long Street in Yujing City, which never secretly was overnight, had spread throughout the major official residences and Hou's Houses.

The vermilion lantern and the big Wu Wen word are bright and shiny on the long street.

As a friend of the current sage when he was young and also a true confidant, Hong Xuanji, who had made military achievements in the army for about 20 years, was named Wu Wenhou because of the rebukes from the ministers of the past, and was promoted to the civil service at only 30 years.

Now he is in a high position in the Ministry of War. He can be said to be a powerful minister in the Emperor's heart. There are not many people in the entire Yujing City that are heavier than him.

However, foreign affairs are easy to be peaceful, family affairs are difficult to settle, and honest officials are difficult to settle family affairs. The eldest wife of Wu Wenhou Hou Mansion Zhao is a famous jealous woman, and it is also a rare stain on Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji's reputation today.

As a master of Neo-Confucianism, although he had not yet established a sect, he was already a rare existence in the scholars. Hong Xuanji's theory benefited from his rapid expansion of his status, but his family was jealous and his family was uneasy and his family was always the key point of criticism.

Moreover, due to the continuous expansion of the Zhao family in various southern prefectures and counties, the power of the Zhao family was obviously not restrained by the promotion and expansion of Hong Xuanji.

A few years ago, because of a joke between King Zhao and Hong Xuanji, the mother of Hong Xuanji's concubine son made a few words, and was ridiculed by Zhao's mocking of the brothels. Later, the concubine died of depression, which made King Zhao very unhappy.

He had severed his relationship with the Wu Wenhou Mansion for several years and had not had any contact in recent years. He even made a statement that he had sarcasticated the nature of the jealous wife of Zhao, which made their relationship even more neglected.

Not long ago, when the concubine's concubine's concubine went out for a trip, she didn't expect to meet King Zhao again. After a few brief talks, King Zhao seemed to appreciate the concubine's son quite a bit, so he gave him a jade pendant and intended to accept him as his disciple.

Mrs. Zhao in Wu Wenhou Mansion has been angry for several days, and she didn't know how many servants and servants had killed them.

After a while, I realized that I could no longer control the illegitimate son. After all, who doesn’t know the status of King Zhao?

If you don’t want to accept disciples, how could you give the Panlong Jade Pendant?

Zhao just took a look and knew that the jade pendant was not only a proof, but also a talisman.

The strong boxing spirit and spirit were imprinted on it, and even the master of their family changed color when he saw it. In the end, he could only ignore it and tell that it was powerful.

Unexpectedly, the manager outside came again tonight.

A frame of the Zhao Prince's Mansion encountered an assassin on the spot on Qinglong Street, which made Mrs. Zhao, who was already very knowledgeable, notice the deep crisis behind it.

Hong Xuanji has always been restless in the court. She didn't appreciate the contemporary emperor of Daqian. She made friends in the officialdom and cultivated party members by herself. She also organized the interactions between major officials and relatives.

Therefore, the sensitive political sense of smell has sensed some terrible signs, which are the storms that will sweep the entire Daqian Dynasty.

Even if Hong Xuanji, the pillar of Wu Wenhou, can avoid some storms.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

‘Let that little bitch live a happy bastard for a few days!’

Knowing that the anger of the King of Zhao's Mansion could not be allowed to fall into the Wu Wen Hou Mansion, Mrs. Zhao grabbed it with a fierce hand.

A white round ball without any hair on her body screamed.

"Meow!"

Then she was thrown out by Mrs. Zhao, and a cold voice came.

"Carry it up, get me a new one tomorrow!"

Then Mrs. Zhao walked directly to the study she would never get involved in on weekdays!

At this moment, in the study of the Wu Wen Hou Mansion, the famous marquis Hong Xuanji was reading at night.

"Wan'er? Why are you here?!"

After quietly reading the chapter in front of him, Hong Xuanji raised his head, and Mrs. Zhao had been waiting for a while at this time.

"The master should also know that a frame in the Zhao Prince's Mansion was assassinated just now!"

Mrs. Zhao, whose name is Zhao Wan'er, looked at her slightly white temples, her face as jade as her husband, and her youthful face, and she couldn't help but become a little confused, but she soon recovered.

"You know, not long ago, King Zhao fell in love with Hong Yi and wanted to accept him as his disciple. This matter can be facilitated by me, so that the guy can go out to experience the warmth and warmth of the world and know the benefits of the Hou Mansion, which is not a bad thing!"

Hearing Hong Yi's name, Wu Wenhou, who was always exuding the power to suppress all his strength, had a trace of his divine movement flashed through his eyes as deep as the sea.

"You'll arrange the internal affairs."
Chapter completed!