After discussing some details of the operation with several silver medal embroidered clothes, Zu An left in a hurry.
However, he did not go back to Zishan directly, but went to the Prefect's Mansion.
It has to be said that this prefect's mansion seems to be much more tightly guarded than other prefect's mansions in other places. I don't know if it is because of the influence of King Yan.
Of course, these guards were much inferior to those at Prince Yan's Mansion. In addition, Zu An was already very familiar with this matter, and he quickly found his way outside Prefect Zhang's bedroom.
"Who!" Zhang Jie was the prefect of a county after all, and Zu An didn't hide his aura deliberately. He sat up from the bed in an instant and looked at the window warily.
Zu An looked at the coquettish-looking little girl next to him and thought to himself, this guy is having a great time, and the pear blossoms can overwhelm the begonias.
But none of the feudal officials in this world have many concubines.
Therefore, he didn't care too much and said in a deep voice: "Gold Medal Eleven!"
Zhang Jie was startled and stood up hurriedly: "Master Eleven, wait a moment."
The concubine beside him originally complained a little about being woken up in the middle of the night, but she was immediately glared at by him and did not dare to speak anymore.
Zu An did not go in, but stood in the yard admiring the moon.
Fortunately, Zhang Jie didn't keep him waiting long and soon came out wearing a piece of clothing.
"Master Eleven came here late at night, but what is his holy intention?" Zhang Jie asked cautiously.
Zu An did not answer directly, but asked: "What does Master Zhang think of King Yan?"
Zhang Jie hesitated for a moment and replied: "Your Majesty, King Yan, is loyal to the country and guarding one side for the imperial court..."
Seeing that he was using clichés to deal with himself, Zu An sneered and said, "But according to my investigation, you and King Yan have been at odds for a long time. Doesn't that prove that you are disloyal to the court, and you even hindered the guarding of King Yan."
Zhang Jie was a little panicked: "The official is scared! In fact, King Yan is arrogant and domineering, and there are many arrogances in the local area. The official is loyal to the emperor and can't stand it, so there are many conflicts with him."
Although his official position is higher than that of the other party, the gold medal embroidered clothes often represent the emperor's wishes, so he is not afraid of it, so he calls himself a lower official.
"Let me hear what transgressions there are." Zu An was noncommittal.
Zhang Jie asked hesitantly: "Master Eleven, is the emperor also planning to question King Yan?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Zu An directly pushed back. The special status of the embroidered cloth messenger was not appropriate to explain in detail.
As expected, Zhang Jie was not too surprised, and then he respectfully told some of the transgressions of King Yan in recent years.
"Is there any evidence?" Zu An asked.
Zhang Jie shook his head slightly: "There are some witnesses, but based on these things alone, it may be difficult to convict King Yan of any major crime. On the contrary, it will affect the relationship between the local government and Prince Yan's palace, making future work more difficult."
Zu An smiled half-heartedly: "It seems that Governor Zhang really wants to convict King Yan of a serious crime."
"I am terrified!" Zhang Jie wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in anxiety.
"Tomorrow you find a reason to ask Prince Yan out, as far away from the palace as possible." After Zu An tested him for a while, he made his purpose clear.
Zhang Jie was shocked. An old fox like him could naturally guess something. Could it be that the Eleventh Master wanted to enter Prince Yan's Mansion?
However, after the lesson he had just learned, he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only say with a sullen face, "Returning to Master Eleven, I have been very at odds with King Yan these years, so I may not be able to ask him out."
Zu An said calmly: "As the head of a county, you have fought against King Yan for so many years without losing. Don't tell me that you can't do anything."
Zhang Jie took out his handkerchief again and wiped the cold sweat from his temples: "I'll try my best to think of a way, try my best..."
Zu An knew that this old fox had already agreed, so he nodded and disappeared into the night sky.
Looking at the direction he was leaving, Zhang Jie murmured to himself: "The gold medal embroidered clothes are indeed unfathomable, especially this Eleven..."
After leaving the Prefect's Mansion, Zu An rushed directly to Zishan.
There are too many things to deal with today. Even if the hot wheel is flying all the way, it will be already gone when we return to Zishan.
It's late at night.
He did not go back to his residence. He hesitated and went directly to the residences of Yan Xuehen and Chu Chuyan.
It's hard to report something directly in the middle of the night. There will be rumors after word spreads.
So he slipped in quietly before.
As soon as he opened the window, a gleaming sword appeared in front of his neck, and a voice like ice sounded: "How brave!"
Zu An instinctively shrank back, and the other party was obviously surprised by his quick reaction, and stabbed him with his sword.
"Sister Yan, it's me!" Zu An hid back and announced his home in a low voice.
Hearing his voice, the long sword couldn't help but hesitate: "Is it you?"
Then the voice became colder and colder: "Shameless!"
The anger value from Yan Xuehen is +777+777+777...
After the daytime arena match, Yan Xuehen felt quite uneasy, so he practiced and meditated all night.
As a result, she had just noticed someone peeping, and she thought it was some bold thief from the nine sects of the Dao Sect who had done something immoral, but she never expected that it was Zu An.
This guy sneaked over to look for Chu Yan in the middle of the night, and he specifically chose to come before dawn when the people were sleeping most soundly. It was obvious what he had planned.
"You misunderstood. I'm not here to see Chu Yan. I'm here specifically to see you." Zu An looked at Yan Xuehen under the moonlight. The moonlight fell on her white clothes, as if she was covered with a hazy layer. As light as a gauze, I have to say that Sister Yan looks so beautiful even when she is angry.
When he heard that he was specifically looking for him, Yan Xuehen was startled, and then he felt ashamed and angry: "What are you looking for in the middle of the night? Get out!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked back into the house.
The anger value from Yan Xuehen is +77+77+77...
Seeing her repulsive attitude, Zu An became anxious and quickly reached out to her: "I have something to say to you."
"I have nothing to say to you," Yan Xuehen shook off his hand and said coldly, "I think I made it very clear to you before I came here."
"It's really important this time." Zu An didn't know how to explain it for a while.
For some reason, both of them kept their voices very low, as if they were afraid of being heard by others.
Yan Xuehen glanced into the room and hesitated: "Go outside and talk."
After that, he walked straight out.
Zu An was overjoyed and hurriedly followed.
Soon they came to a bamboo forest outside the yard, and Yan Xuehen stopped: "Tell me, why do you have to come to me for something important in the middle of the night?"
Zu An looked strange: "You don't think I came here in the middle of the night to attack you at night, do you?"
A blush flashed on Yan Xuehen's fair cheeks: "If you have something to say, if nothing else, I'll go."
Zu An said hurriedly: "That's it, I want to ask you for a favor."
After that, he briefly discussed the magic circle in Prince Yan's study and the needs of experts in this area.
Compared with Xie Daoyun, Yan Xuehen is a more suitable candidate. After all, the two parties have cooperated several times before and are extremely familiar with each other. Moreover, she and Yun Jianyue both know his identity as the embroidered cloth messenger.
"You want to deal with King Yan?" Yan Xuehen frowned.
"It's not deliberately targeting him. The main reason is that I need to verify something about the death of Gold Medal Seventh." Zu An said solemnly, "Back then, Gold Medal Seventh helped me once. Although we were not friends, we learned that He died in an unexplained way, and I couldn't just stand by and watch."
Yan Xuehen fell into silence: "Prince Yan has a special status, and I am the master of Bai Yujing Temple. If I am not careful, it will cause a major crisis."
Hearing that her tone was always cold, and her treatment of him seemed to be no different from the usual people she rejected, Zu An couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "In that case, I won't force it, I will find another way."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yan Xuehen said calmly: "The magic circle in King Yan's study is not for nothing. Where are you going to find a solution in a hurry?"
"Master Yan, I don't need to worry about this." Zu An waved.
Waving his hands, his figure did not stop.
Sensing the calmness of his tone, Yan Xuehen's heart trembled, and she bit her lips, with a trace of struggle on her face. Finally, seeing him walking further and further away, she couldn't help but say, "I didn't say I wouldn't help! "
This brat didn't know how to say a few more nice words to beg me, but he just left like this.
The anger value from Yan Xuehen is +222+222+222...
Zu An was stunned and turned around in disbelief: "Are you really willing to help?"
Since you are willing to help, why are you even more angry than before?
Yan Xuehen snorted coldly: "I can help you, but I have a condition."
"Don't mention one condition. I agree to all ten conditions. You can let me pledge my life to you." Zu An was overjoyed and ran back again.
"That's a beautiful idea." Yan Xuehen spat, feeling that her heart seemed to be beating three points faster than usual. "How did you manage to give Pei Mianman consecutive byes at the Golden Summit today?"
Zu An was stunned: "Is this your condition?"
"Isn't this enough?" Recalling the original scene, Yan Xuehen's dark eyebrows narrowed slightly. From the afternoon to now, she felt like a cat scratching her heart. She couldn't bear to ask before.
At this time, Wang Wuxie shrank behind the shade of a tree in the distance, with a shocked expression: "How did they get together?"
