The middle-aged Si Li glanced at Xu Xiurong and tried his best to explain in objective terms.
Probably, there were some doubts about Xu Xiurong's encounter with a strong enemy in another place years ago. To put it simply, it seemed that the enemy knew her route and deliberately ambush her, which led to her injury.
After returning, Shuiyuan took advantage of her retreat and lost control of Muyuan to poach people, and Song Yuan and others defected.
As a result, some people in Mu Yuan suspected whether Shui Yuan had leaked Xu Xiurong's whereabouts. However, this accusation was too bad in nature and had no evidence. It was a strong emotional expression.
So discussion is prohibited.
"In fact, the prisoner's route is not secret. Although it is difficult for outsiders to know, there is a possibility of leakage within the prison, including relevant local government offices." The middle-aged Si Li gave an objective evaluation.
The female Sili curled her lips: "That's what I say, but they are the most suspicious."
Xu Xiurongyun said angrily: "Even if Baichuan is my enemy, he won't be like this."
"Master, you think too well of people," a disciple said.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little tense. Huang He, who was serving tea and water, remained silent. Then he looked at his young master and saw Ji Ping'an frowning slightly.
"Okay," Xu Xiurong saw this and said, "Let's not mention this matter. It's not that I don't want to fight back. We can search for the faults of Shuiyuan, but the premise is that there is evidence, not suspicion."
At this point, she seemed to notice that everyone was in a low mood, so she softened her tone and said, "After all, it's meaningless without evidence."
This is quite...
Everyone regained their energy and held a discussion and assigned tasks according to the strategy proposed by Ji Ping'an.
Finally, Ji Pingan concluded:
The task of trying to make Li Guofeng suspicious was handled by Xu Xiurong personally.
The work of spreading rumors, interfering with public opinion, and collecting dirty information about the Water Institute was led by two directors respectively.
As for wooing Huang Chen, let's put it aside for now.
After the tasks were assigned, everyone felt suddenly enlightened. The fog that had originally shrouded their eyes dispersed, as if the clouds cleared and the sun appeared. The anxiety in their hearts was relieved, and their fighting spirit began to rise.
Many times, frustration and anxiety stem from a lack of goals and solutions.
After Ji Ping'an helped clarify their thoughts, everyone suddenly realized that there was not no way to break the situation. Thinking of this... the group of people looked at the new student with increasingly different eyes.
Admiration, admiration, joy, curiosity...
Again, if the enemy is a sinister person, it will undoubtedly be hateful. But if one's teammate is a shady character, it's completely different.
"Junior brother, you are so smart!" Mu Yaoyao admired sincerely, with a hint of admiration on her fair face.
Xu Xiurong pursed her lips and smiled, with complicated thoughts. Speaking of which...Ji Ping'an came to help him many times within a few days.
Well, it suddenly seemed like he was a little useless as a prisoner... Xu Xiurong's smile faded, feeling a little frustrated.
"Then there's no need to ask, who is my young master?" Huang He asked Yourong Yan.
As the one who had followed Ji Ping An the longest in prison, he not only failed to see through it, but increasingly felt that the young master was unfathomable, like an abyss or an ocean.
Ji Ping'an glanced at him and thought, "You don't know who I am."
Seeing that the atmosphere became lively and everyone's faces were full of fighting spirit, they went to take action separately.
Suddenly, a distant and ethereal bell sounded from the direction of the imperial city outside Qintian Prison.
"When..."
The sound of the bell spread very far and was heavy, like a heavy hammer hammering into people's hearts. The swing of the weeping willows above them changed.
Everyone who heard the bells could not help but feel a sense of sadness and sadness.
"Which hero's memorial day is today?" a disciple said.
"Counting the days, it should be General Xuanwu." middle-aged Si Li said.
When the Great Zhou Dynasty was established in the past, the first-generation God Emperor, at the suggestion of the Imperial Advisor, built temples of meritorious service in the city of God's capital to honor the founding heroes who died in battle and to create statues for the deceased. Yu Yi could still protect the empire after his death.
He also ordered the Ministry of Rites to establish a ceremony. Every year on the birthday of a meritorious person, a bell would be rung to commemorate it. The rules for different levels of meritorious officials' bells include different ringing times.
Sure enough, the bell rang twice more and Fang Fu stopped.
"Master?" After Huang He followed Ji Ping'an back to Qinglian Xiaozhu, he noticed that he was distracted frequently along the way and couldn't help calling out with concern.
Ji Ping'an took off his outer robe as a star official, picked up a hat to protect himself from the sun, put it on his head, and said, "You stay here to look after the house while I go to the Shendu City for a walk."
Huang He said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions knowingly. He just thought that these days, the young master went to the city more and more times.
Well, could it be related to the sound of bells this time?
Ji Ping'an put on an inconspicuous robe, put on a bamboo hat, and went out under the bright morning sun. What he was thinking about was not Chen Xuanwu back then, but...
"Xiao Chen should pass by."
…
…
The Tuyuan is located on the north side of Qintian Prison. The architectural style is simple and tough. The courtyard is filled with stone piers and stone locks used by ordinary warriors to train their strength.
The star officer of Tuyuan is also the strongest among all the houses. Some old students occasionally use stone piers as big as water tanks as shuttlecocks for kicking.
"In the past, the National Master nominated the 'Honorable Virtue Carrier' for Tuyuan. What does it mean? According to the ancient Yin-Yang theory, the five virtues are the five elements. It can be inferred that good virtue is thick soil. It means that we resonate with the Zhenxing and turn into thick soil. Carrying all things..."
A Si Li stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, supervising a group of freshmen to move the stone locks using magic techniques.
And based on his own understanding, he distorted and interpreted the words mentioned by the national teacher.
The young Sichens were sweating profusely and holding back their faces while carrying the huge objects. The latter's words went in one ear and out the other.
"When——"
The bell rang at the right time, and the boys and girls took the opportunity to stop their movements and looked curiously into the distance. A hermaphrodite asked: "What is this?"
Si Li first explained the history, and then said with fascination:
"Do you know that General Chen Xuanwu, who is being mourned by the bell today, was a star official who practiced Zhenxing. In the past, he followed the Imperial Master and killed countless powerful enemies, so that he could have the honor of building a temple after his death."
All the disciples were surprised: "General Chen is from our Tuyuan?"
Si Li said: "There was no Qin Tianjian at that time, but he did have a close relationship with us. For example, Huang Jianhou was related to General Xuanwu..."
Boom.
The sound of treading on the ground interrupted the conversation, and a middle-aged man with broad shoulders, taciturn, and a deep and steady temperament was seen walking slowly from deep inside the building.
"See the prisoner." Everyone hurriedly saluted.
Huang Chen said "yes" as a response, and then walked out of the courtyard. Every time he took a step, the ground beneath his feet undulated like water. In a trance, he seemed to be walking on a river instead of on land.
The group of young people watching were fascinated. After the figures disappeared, they curiously said:
"Have you, Mr. Marquis, gone out? Why don't you wear official robes?"
Si Li seemed to remember something and shook his head without explaining.
…
In the city of Divine Capital.
After Huang Chen left Qintian Prison, he restrained his magical powers and walked like an ordinary person. He looked like an ordinary martial artist in the world, very inconspicuous.
After crossing the Hun River and arriving near Zhuque Street, he looked around and entered the market. When he came out, he had a basket full of incense candles in his hand.
Walking all the way towards Xuanwu Temple, the pedestrians on the road gradually became denser.
Many people gathered there, including grateful Shendu people and out-of-towners who were curious to see the scenery. Compared with the past, there were obviously many more people.
Huang Chen was inconspicuous among them. When he turned the corner, a small temple came into view in front of him.
Outside the temple, green smoke curls up from a stone incense burner. A Taoist Taoist priest is responsible for taking care of it. The ground around it is filled with flower branches sent by people. It is spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the temple, which is mainly black and gray, is also bright.
He pursed his lips, walked over, and handed the incense candle to the Taoist. The latter handed him a blessing card. Huang Chen nodded and thanked him, but suddenly paused when he turned his head.
I saw a "tourist" in front of me just put a peach blossom on the ground, stood up slowly, and his face wearing a bamboo hat was revealed.
This was a strange and young face. Huang Chen confirmed that he had never seen it before.
Perhaps this young man's temperament is too elegant and outstanding. Even if he only wears plain clothes, he is particularly eye-catching in the eyes of a person of Huang Chen's level.
Especially when the young man turned back and looked at him with eyes that were as clear as a snow-capped mountain stream and as weathered as the sea, a strange feeling became stronger.
"Have I seen you?" Huang Chen said almost subconsciously.
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said with a smile: "You may have mistaken the wrong person."
