Although it is late at night,
But in the small building in Xichang, there was a tense atmosphere.
After about an hour passed like this, Shu Mouse couldn't help but frown while listening to everyone's reports.
He glanced at the sleepy-looking spies and said in a serious tone:
"This matter is of great importance. No one is allowed to rest without Yang Gong's order."
"You guys just wait here, I will go and report to Duke Yang now."
…
Xichang small building, second floor,
Yang Dong listened to Shu Shushu's report, but the expression on his face was extremely serious.
"So... even in the files of the Ministry of Personnel, there is still no trace of this tax and silver case?"
Shu Mouse nodded with an ugly expression and said:
"Mr. Yang, there is something weird about this matter. Logically speaking, as long as it is related to taxes and money, there will be no small cases. Although we brothers were very slack before, we definitely cannot let this kind of thing go easily. "
"So... I actually have some doubts about the authenticity of this case."
"You don't have to doubt the authenticity."
Yang Dong shook his head gently, but his tone became more serious.
"In this way, according to the clues I provided you before, you send someone to investigate carefully."
"I'll give you two days. Within two days, I want to know the specific results."
"Yes, my subordinates take orders!"
…
The night is deep,
After Yang Dong refused Yao Jia's personal service,
A man stood by the window, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
He couldn't figure out why there was no record of such an important case in the files of Xichang and the Ministry of Officials.
What kind of power is this that can control so many people?
It is no exaggeration to say that even the emperor at that time would not have found it easy to cover up the matter.
Especially when there is no clue at all!
For the current plan, we can only investigate the official position of the young woman's father back then to see if there were any old people who knew what happened.
Yang Dong rubbed his brows tiredly.
Although he is now at the peak level of a great martial artist, he is only one step away from the innate realm.
But just this small step has stopped many heroes.
However, Yang Dong is not worried about his cultivation being stuck. Because he could clearly feel that every time he practiced dual cultivation, the pink Qi was still slowly growing.
In other words, he only needs to practice step by step, and sooner or later, he will be able to break through the acquired realm.
For some reason, Yang Dong's mind recalled the dream of that night.
Those terrifying monsters possess the power to destroy heaven and earth with just one move.
In the capital city, mourning was everywhere, like a purgatory on earth.
Yang Dong shook his head, it was just a dream, not worth thinking about.
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall and thin figure standing on the roof not far away, staring at him blankly.
Hey, isn't that a low protector?
A look of surprise flashed in Yang Dong's eyes, but then a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.
The last time Lin Man'er led people to invade the palace, Zhao Xiangling, a crazy witch, took advantage of the chaos and led people to escape from the palace.
But what Yang Dong couldn't figure out was that Zhao Xiangling, a crazy witch girl, did not directly seek revenge on the empress. Instead, she kidnapped Princess Qingyang.
The empress didn't seem to be worried about this.
She even told Yang Dong that there was no need to deliberately look for Princess Qingyang.
In the words of the empress, Princess Qingyang will definitely be able to return to the palace safe and sound within half a month.
In this regard, Yang Dong actually has some speculations of his own.
After all, Princess Qingyang's fate is too special.
Not to mention ordinary people, even people with great fortune like the Emperor of Zhou would still be affected by her.
This is why the Ji family placed Ji Siyu so far away from the palace.
And even after the empress ascended the throne, she still had no intention of bringing her back.
Seeing Protector Low, he waved to him eagerly, Yang Dong jumped up and left the Xichang small building.
In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of the low protector.
"Master Cult Leader, I have finally found you!"
The low protector looked sad and rubbed his swollen cheeks.
At this moment, Yang Dong noticed the condition of Low Protector.
How could the word "miserable" be used in that look!
"You...what's wrong with you? Why did you make yourself look like this?"
Yang Dong asked with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Hey, Master, don't mention it! It's all the Saint's fault. What happened is that she had a bad idea to kidnap Princess Qingyang."
As the low protector spoke, he took out a piece of baked potato from his arms, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
"Master Cult Leader, do you want a bite? These roasted potatoes are so delicious!"
"No, you can eat it yourself. I can see that you are not having an easy time these days."
Yang Dong waved his hands, and he was also a little curious in his heart, what exactly had Protector Low experienced these days.
But I saw the low protector, who had just taken a few bites of the roasted potatoes, and started crying while hugging the roasted potatoes.
As the saying goes, a man won't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad point yet.
Yang Dong could see that Protector Low was very sad at this moment, very, very sad.
"Okay, gentlemen, if you have any grievances, tell me about it."
Only then did the low protector stop crying, and while sobbing softly, he said:
"Master, you don't know something. These days, we are almost driven crazy by that Princess Qingyang!"
"I swear, she definitely has the physique of the evil star!"
"You don't know that since meeting her, none of us have been unlucky!"
"Look at my legs, do you see anything?"
Protector Low said, stretching his thigh in front of Yang Dong.
Yang Dong took a few glances, but found nothing unusual, so he asked in confusion:
"What's wrong with your leg?"
"Master Cult Master! My leg was crushed by an out-of-control carriage a few days ago!"
Protector Low said, crying more and more obviously.
"You don't know something. In order to cure this leg, I spent a lot of precious medicinal materials. Guess what happened in the end?"
"What's wrong?"
Yang Dong blurted out in confusion, but soon he realized that his question was really unnecessary.
After all...he is not blind, so he can naturally see that there is a thick bandage wrapped around the low protector's arm.
"well……"
Protector Low sighed deeply, suddenly stared at Yang Dong with a serious face and said:
"Master Cult Leader, I can only rely on you for this plan."
"The Holy Lady said that the opportunity for you to break through the innate realm lies with Princess Qingyang."
"This is why, when the Holy Lady left the palace, she insisted on taking Princess Qingyang with her."
