For a long time, the two looked at each other in shock.
"Did you feel it?" Liu Zhan felt that his throat was tight and his voice was squeezed out: "That breath seems to be the aura of the Taoist..."
"I also suspect it." After Huo Wuyong finished speaking, he wanted to say something more, but for some reason he swallowed it back and did not continue.
Speaking of the Emperor's Great Returning Pill, the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart comes to mind. Does destiny really allow the Emperor to live forever?
"The wind has picked up, it's time for me to go back." Standing up, Huo Wuyong said goodbye calmly.
Liu Zhan had just poured the tea, but he hadn't yet taken a sip.
At the moment, neither of them cared about whether they looked impatient or unworthy of a scholar. Even Liu Zhan didn't stop him and said, "That's fine. Let's go back early. I'm afraid I'll be busy next time."
As long as the aura of entering the Tao is real, even a young master from aristocratic family may not be able to escape death.
Regardless of whether they like it or not, the two of them must cooperate with the emperor to refine the Great Return Pill, and they will probably be even busier after that.
And when the kings know that it is possible to master the Great Return Pill, will they try again?
Thinking of the destruction of the secret medicine needed to refine the Great Return Pill, both Liu Zhan and Huo Wuyong felt heavy in their hearts and a little suffocated.
It was raining outside, and Liang Sisi was very refreshing. The two of them walked slowly in the breeze and drizzle, not talking, just thinking.
When he arrived at the door, he stood at the door of the Taoist temple and watched Huo Wuyong leave. Liu Zhan looked somewhere else and frowned: "This direction seems to be Wanglufang."
A strange premonition arose spontaneously, and Liu Zhan couldn't help but panic: "It can't be the Prince Dai's Mansion? Could it be that the Prince Dai has entered Taoism? Or... is it someone else in the Prince Dai's Mansion?"
He stretched out his hand to calculate, but there seemed to be some invisible force stopping him. He felt upset and couldn't continue the calculation. He just smiled helplessly: "It seems that the wind is really going to blow."
Lu's old store
Ge Sheng entered thoughtfully and looked around. He saw that the inn had traces of wheels rolling over it. The west courtyard had low buildings, one next to the other, and there were twenty rooms in a row. The east courtyard was different, with semi-independent rooms. The small courtyard is relatively quiet.
After entering the hospital, someone came to greet him. He didn't say anything and ran out. Ge Sheng knew that he was checking to see if anyone was following him.
In the capital city, the water is very deep. Guards, forbidden troops, eunuchs, Beijing Camp, Imperial City Department, Criminal Department, Shuntian Prefecture, Inspection Department... If an outsider wants to find out how many legal and semi-legal security yamen there are, it will really take a lot of money. With less time, those with lower status may never be able to figure it out.
So who knows who happens to be following behind?
Although Ge Sheng felt safe, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He went inside and saw a group of people standing with their hands down. Cao Yiyan was drinking tea and sitting upright in the middle. Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man, and five people stood in front of him. There were people there, including a man in silk, a boatman in patches, and a woman in all her glory. All five of them stood respectfully, speaking only when it was their turn.
The person speaking at this time was a very young boatman, talking about the scene when he was questioned by the king.
"...The King also asked his subordinates if they knew who was behind the scenes, and also asked if they knew the assassin? Naturally, they all said they didn't know."
"You only asked these few questions?" Cao Yiyan frowned.
This person was not the first to report the matter. The person next to him had just reported it. It was no different from the problem encountered by the person who had mixed up with the boat gang?
Could it be that the acting king really casts a wide net and only asks some innocuous questions to everyone? If you ask these questions, even if you answer them, King Dai will not be able to get clues from them!
Or is it true, as his subordinates said, that the king was just venting his anger and didn't find anything?
Unlike some people who had a vague contempt for King Dai, who had only been in Beijing for a few years, Cao Yiyan had personally contacted King Dai more than once, and was wary of this person from the bottom of his heart.
Every time I see Dai Wang, I feel that uncontrollable hostility and vigilance.
This feeling was something that the two kings of Qi and Shu who had been entrenched in the capital for many years had never given him this feeling. Therefore, Cao Yiyan suspected that King Dai was the emerging emperor star alongside himself in the astrology.
How could such a person, whom he believed would become a formidable enemy, do such a useless thing?
"What about you? What did the king ask?" He waved the man to stand aside, and Cao Yiyan looked at the last two people.
There were two people, a man and a woman. The man was one of the musicians on the ship that day and was one of Cao Yiyan's people. The woman was a young waiter who was invited to accompany the ship to drink and sing. She was also placed in the capital of Dazheng by Ying Guoan. The answers of these two people will be much more detailed.
The man reported: "Because all the musicians who boarded the ship were called for questioning, my subordinates also went to Shuntian Mansion and waited in a courtyard of Shuntian Mansion. These are no different from what the previous ones said, but The questions asked by the acting king to his subordinates are somewhat different.”
He recalled: "The King of Dai first asked about the origin of his name, and then asked about the process of his learning. The subordinate talked about what he could. He seemed to be very interested in what the musician did on weekdays, and asked again. Some of them actually had little to do with the assassination, and in the end they seemed to have asked perfunctorily if they knew the person behind the scenes, and what else they did on the ship besides playing the piano."
The woman glanced at Cao Yiyan timidly and said in a low voice: "The king only asked about my concubine's name and where she came from. Did she meet the assassin in the past? Did she know the inside story? Nothing else."
"Really?" Cao Yiyan waved her hand and retreated, frowning, obviously dissatisfied with the report.
The middle-aged man shook his fan and smiled: "My boss, what's wrong? Judging from their report, it doesn't seem to be a serious problem. The king should not be able to find out anything from it. Why are you still frowning?"
This is the capital city, even if it is a separate house, be careful not to call it the king, but the east family.
Cao Yiyan also felt that her current reaction was a bit unusual. She coughed lightly and stared at the flowers in the courtyard silently: "It's not a big question. They answered it well and didn't reveal anything at all. But I don't know why. I always feel a little uneasy." ?”
"Do you think these are just the king's tricks to deliberately confuse us and make us less vigilant and do other things secretly?"
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment: "In order to use a cover-up, you have to find us first, but we didn't show any flaws at all. Is the owner overly concerned?"
"Maybe." After pacing around the room, Cao Yiyan still couldn't calm down. It seemed that there was a force that kept disturbing his mood, making him upset and angry.
As a person who has entered the spiritual realm like him, he will naturally not treat this reaction as ordinary. After pondering for a while, he said to the middle-aged man: "Ignore this matter for now. Just now, you said that there is still a force in the capital?"
"Yes, our trading company is an old trading company in the capital. When we withdrew, we were told that something was wrong. Someone was behind the conspiracy. However, the previous owner left in a hurry and could no longer be traced."
The first master here refers to Emperor Wei Mo.
