In one day, two officials of the imperial court died, and both of them were killed. This was something that was enough to disgrace the imperial court in any dynasty.
There was still no uproar in the Daqi Dynasty, as if there was no such thing. It's just that the ministers in the DPRK are talking about it privately and there are too many speculations. Naturally, someone will guess the truth, but they just won't say it openly.
Another morning after the court broke up, the ministers gathered together in twos and threes, whispering to each other.
"Master Li, it's been two days since this happened, haven't you heard anything about it?"
"Have you heard the rumor? Oh, if I had heard the rumor, I'm afraid I would have gone down to accompany Mr. Liu and Mr. Huang!"
"The two sides have not yet fought, but the ministers of the DPRK and China died suddenly for no reason, alas..."
"Why did he die so suddenly for no reason? They must have been sent from there to assassinate the adults who are loyal to His Majesty..."
When the other ministers heard this minister's remarks, they thought about Huang Bai's character and made no comment.
None of the ministers' expressions or words could escape Zhao Yizhi's consciousness. Zhao Yizhi stood at the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, ignoring the comments of these "pillars of the country". His consciousness floated out of the palace and filled the entire capital.
Zhao Yizhi had previously captured Elder Wang and Elder Zhu of the Beggar Clan in Wucheng. He also learned from them that he had captured a young man in Nanhuai who was extremely talented and had been secretly brought back to the Beggar Clan for rigorous training. Cultivate good students. Zhao Yizhi thought of it at that time, but he never saw Yi Xiaodao and had many things to do, so he forgot about it.
"The boy who used to be next to Yi Xiaodao was named Fang Long. Do you remember him?" Zhao Yizhi asked Wang Zhenliang next to him.
"Back to Your Majesty, I remember. He is the son of Fang Deng, a wealthy businessman in Wucheng. He met Mr. Yi when he was doing business in Wancheng with his father. I sent someone to check, and the identity is correct." Although Wang Zhenliang is old, his memory is Very good: "At that time, Fang Deng sent people to the capital to look for Fang Long, but Fang Long had long since disappeared, and Mr. Yi also left the capital. The visitor had no choice but to give up."
Zhao Yizhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Now that we know the details, it will be easy to handle. Go and send someone to recruit Fang Deng from Wancheng."
"It's just that the imperial court and Chu Xiang sent a large army to attack the border a few days ago. Fang Deng was afraid of the military front and had already left Wancheng and returned to Chu Xiang. I'm afraid it would be difficult to recall him again..." Wang Zhenliang was a little embarrassed.
"That's something that can't be helped, okay." Although Zhao Yizhi is the Emperor of Daqi, there is nothing he can do about Chu Xiang now.
Although the clues to find his family have been cut off, Zhao Yizhi is not in a hurry. Fang Long was kidnapped by the beggar gang and trained in martial arts. Now... he must still be a beggar... Zhao Yizhi continued to think about it, and his spiritual consciousness also noticed the beggars of all sizes in the capital.
There are not many beggars in Daqi, but there are not many beggars in the capital. Most of the beggars in the capital lost their property overnight due to gambling or punishment and ended up living on the streets. In a few days, he would leave the capital and seek refuge with relatives and friends, or commit suicide. It is not difficult to find a person among beggars.
The premise is that this person really becomes a beggar.
Just when Zhao Yizhi's spiritual consciousness filled Jinling City and the streets were full of beggars, Fang Qianlong was walking alone in the streets and alleys in silk clothes, and he had already found out clearly the addresses of the officials on the list.
Fang Qianlong stood on the second floor of a restaurant, holding a wine flask in his hand and holding a small wine glass between his fingers, pouring himself a glass of wine. At first glance, it does have the feeling of being a libertine and a swinger.
"I also know that you are innocent, but who in the world is not innocent? Come and give you a drink." Fang Qianlong poured the wine from the jug into the wine glass, and then sprinkled the wine in the glass into the air. Many pedestrians below were so moved. Got wet.
"It's upstairs! Don't even look at it. Didn't anyone below see it?" The passers-by below yelled angrily.
Seeing that Fang Qianlong was a drunkard, passers-by didn't care about him. After smelling the smell of his body, the aroma of wine hit his nostrils, and his anger was slightly reduced. Not everyone can afford to drink the fine wine in this restaurant. Even if you get soaked all over, you don't feel like you've suffered a loss. Moreover, the people who eat in Neng's restaurant are either rich or noble, and are not something ordinary people can afford to offend.
It was already dark. Fang Qianlong put down the wine bottle and glass in his hands, stretched out, dropped a small piece of broken silver on the table of the restaurant, somersaulted out of the restaurant, and flipped onto the roof. His feet had just stepped on the eaves. , then ejected, like an arrow, shooting towards a house.
In the dark night, there were a few short screams, but then there was no more sound. The surrounding people heard the noise and went out to check, but in the end no one came out.
Fang Qianlong stood in the courtyard, his hands were covered with blood, and there were several blood stains on his body, which was shocking. There were several corpses lying in the courtyard. Except for the rats in the mouse holes in the corner, there were no living things.
"The Minister of the Ministry of War has been removed. The next one is the Minister of Rites." Fang Qianlong used his blood-stained hands to erase the official title of the Minister of the Ministry of War on the paper and looked down.
Just as Fang Qianlong stood up in the courtyard, Zhao Yizhi's consciousness suddenly arrived. Zhao Yizhi fully explored the tragic situation in the courtyard and locked Fang Qianlong firmly.
"Oops!" Fang Qianlong's feeling of being watched came back to him. This time he didn't have time to dodge and was knocked into the face.
"Hidden clouds hold up the sky, Longpan Street!" Zhao Yi held his position in the royal study and shouted sternly.
There was a faint cry of an eagle in the dark night, and a sword flashed. Zangyun had already rushed out of the palace and rushed towards Longpan Street. Qingtian was not as fast as Zangyun. He was a little slower. He danced his gun in the air and rushed forward. The shadows of the gun were heavy and flashed through the night sky.
Fang Qianlong dodged left and right after landing, but the feeling followed him like a shadow, as if no matter where he hid, he could never escape the other party's surveillance.
"Never mind." Fang Qianlong was angry and ignored it. Within a few moments, he had already ducked outside the residence of the Minister of Rites.
"Whoosh!" A sound broke through the air. Zangyun summoned up 12% of his internal energy and hurried on with all his strength, arriving near Longpan Street.
Fang Qianlong was shocked, the other party came too fast! He had no choice but to give up the assassination, fell to the ground, hid in the doorway of a house, and lay down undressed.
Zang Yun landed on a roof. He held a sword flower in his hand and put the sword behind him. His eyes were like an eagle's eye, scanning around.
Qingtian also rushed over and landed next to Zangyun: "Have you found it?"
"No, the other party is very alert, but it should be nearby." Although Zangyun Qinggong is fast, he is not good at detecting. No matter how sharp his eyes are, they are not as sharp as Zhao Yizhi's consciousness.
"Don't worry, we will definitely find 'BuTian' and 'Wentian'." Qingtian blew a whistle, and the sound of flapping wings came from the air. Two eagles hovered over Longpan Street in the dark night.
Fang Qianlong also heard the movement in the air, but he had no choice but to huddle in the doorway as much as possible, not daring to make any noise.
"Hey, why is there a person here?" The door behind Fang Qianlong opened with a creak. A woman stretched her head and saw Fang Qianlong lying on the ground: "Master, come and take a look."
The man was called out by his wife, and he saw Fang Qianlong lying on the ground with his eyes closed and dozing off: "There really is someone who drank too much this late at night, right? Hey, wake up."
Fang Qianlong's heart was in his throat because the couple opened the door and attracted the attention of two eagles in the sky, flying towards them.
Fang Qianlong clenched his fists and made up his mind that once he was discovered, the couple would be buried with him.
The man knelt down, touched Fang Qianlong's body, and said quickly, "There's still heat! Don't stand there stupidly, let's help him back into the house."
The couple bent down, worked together to lift Fang Qianlong, and walked into the house: "Master, this little brother's clothes are made of silk, he is not an ordinary person!" The woman's sensitive hands took out the silk on Fang Qianlong's body. .
"I guess it's a young man from a rich family who drank too much and slept in front of our door! If he was allowed to sleep for one night in this weather, he would definitely freeze to death!" the man speculated.
Fang Qianlong's tense arms seemed to prove the man's suspicion, and the woman didn't think much about it. The boss was always right.
The couple helped Fang Qianlong into the house. The woman turned around and closed the door. Two eagles came in the air and were a step too late. After checking to no avail, they searched elsewhere.
The couple supported Fang Qianlong on the stool, and the woman let go and lit the kerosene lamp. The kerosene lamp was lit, and the two of them were shocked. Fang Qianlong's body was covered in blood, and his hands were clenched into fists. There was also blood on his fists, which looked very scary.
"What's going on, Mr. Master? Is this man about to die?" The woman hid behind the man, her voice trembling slightly.
"Don't talk nonsense, this young man is very warm! 80%...80% he is not drunk, but he met an enemy. Let me see where he is injured." The man said and started to groping Fang Qianlong's body.
Seeing that the two of them had no ill intentions, Fang Qianlong helped him into the house and indirectly saved himself. He relaxed a little vigilance and slowly "woke up".
"You...who are you?" Fang Qianlong asked pretending to be surprised.
The man saw the sword wound on Fang Qianlong's hand, which was left during the fight with Liu Pang during the day.
"Don't be afraid, young man. Have you met an enemy or something? There's a long cut on your hand..." The man took his wife and took two steps back, fearing to cause Fang Qianlong to misunderstand.
Fang Qianlong thought and followed the couple's acting: "This injury... I remembered it. I went to my uncle's house for dinner today, but unexpectedly I met a masked man with a knife on the way and wanted to rob my wallet. I I had a fight with him and was injured by him. As soon as I ran here, I couldn’t remember..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how can this happen! This is the capital, and this robber came to the capital to block the road and rob..." the woman couldn't help but sigh.
The man sighed and echoed: "Who says it's not the case? I heard that two of the officials in the imperial court were killed... Alas, it's still the ordinary people who are suffering. Then little brother, what are you going to do this late at night? Or... Spending the night at my house? Otherwise it wouldn’t be safe to go out..."
Fang Qianlong was secretly happy when he heard this. He was just asking for it, but he still went to the end of the show: "That... is too annoying to my brother and sister-in-law. Thank you for your help! By the way, I don't live in vain, I still have some money."
"Hey! Why do you dare to take it out? Hurry up and keep it! We don't want your money, just be fine. Little brother, you have to remember, don't show off your wealth. Don't dare to show anyone casually if you have money on you!" The man quickly gestured for Fang Qianlong to put it away.
Fang Qianlong was slightly startled. He really wanted to give the couple some silver. As long as they could escape this night, what did a little money mean? But this man remained unmoved and instead cared about his own safety...
Seeing that Fang Qianlong was silent, the couple quickly made arrangements to make Fang Qianlong's bed and boil water. The man also took out a set of his own clothes from the cabinet and placed them next to Fang Qianlong, signaling him to change his clothes.
Fang Qianlong could not disobey, but obeyed orders, and was arranged by the couple.
Zhao Yizhi's consciousness never left Fang Qianlong, including when Fang Qianlong changed clothes, the scars and blood marks on his body were shocking.
A trace of guilt flashed in Zhao Yizhi's heart: "I did neglect it at that time, and let you rest for one night..."
