"What kind of artifact is this small tripod? Why is it hidden in the lane of Lanhong Pavilion!"
In the corridor, Jiang Li looked suspiciously and carefully looked at the small black cauldron suspended in the air.
Princess Yunle borrowed his Hunyuan Baoding, which is of extraordinary value. It is a famous martial arts cultivation tool of the Zhou royal family, and has a myriad of appearances.
But compared with the small black cauldron, it is like a three-year-old child and a powerful general galloping on the battlefield and killing the enemy bravely.
The gap between the two is like a cloud of mud.
"The cauldron appeared because the blood in my body stained the rock wall. Could it be related to my mother?"
Jiang Li still remembered how angry the eldest lady was when Jiang Shirong allowed him to move into Lanhong Pavilion. At that time, he guessed that this was probably the place where his mother had lived.
The appearance of his own bloodline and the small black cauldron further confirmed his suspicion.
Jiang Li slowly stretched out his right hand, trying to touch the small cauldron. As soon as his finger touched the black light outside the black small cauldron, the originally suspended Xuande cauldron suddenly turned into a black light and rushed into the center of Jiang Li's eyebrows. Disappear.
"The cauldron has disappeared!"
Jiang Li quickly looked inside the mind altar, and sure enough he saw traces of Xuanding next to the soul light group. It was arranged in a row with the golden page and the remains of Pan Emperor. However, no matter how Jiang Li used his mental telepathy to touch it, there was no trace of it. reaction.
This was not the first time that foreign objects had entered his altar. Jiang Li could not figure out the details of Xuanding, so he could only put it aside for the time being. His consciousness retreated from the altar, dragging Li Jia with one hand and picking up Su Youzhen with the other. , walked out of the corridor.
But he didn't notice that the fear in Li Jia's eyes, who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, had already turned into complete despair.
If you get one of the important weapons of Kyushu, you will be qualified to dominate the world and compete for the luck of Kyushu!
It is also an inherited token of the Qin royal family.
"Brother Fifteen, what happened!"
"Master!"
When Jiang Li walked out of the corridor, the loud noise made by Li Jia's step on the corridor had already awakened everyone in Lanhong Pavilion.
Chuchu ran down from the second floor of Lanhong Pavilion. Jiang Xuanxin and the maids also walked into the back garden one after another. Everyone's expressions changed when they looked at the two corpses of night walkers on the ground.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Jiang Li dragging Li Jia out of the corridor. Although his body was stained with blood, he was not seriously injured.
"Sir, there is a lot of blood on your body, are you seriously injured?"
Chuchu nervously ran to Jiang Li. Looking at the young master who was almost soaked in blood, the little maid's heart was in her throat. She wanted to hug Jiang Li, but she didn't dare to touch him for fear of touching him. There were wounds on the young master's body and his eyes were filled with tears.
"This is the assassin's blood. Young master is fine, no injuries at all!"
Jiang Li smiled gently, and handed the unconscious Su Youzhen to Chuchu's care. After instructing Jiang Xuanxin to guard the courtyard, he dragged Li Jia, who looked ashen and had given up all resistance, and strode out of Lanhong Pavilion. , walked towards the Yinwu Pavilion where Zhenwu Marquis Jiang Shirong was.
Walking down the hill where Lanhong Pavilion is located, on both sides of the surrounding roads, bronze lamps as tall as one person are full of oil and stand along the street. They are bright and illuminate the entire Marquis Mansion as brightly as day.
But within the field of vision, there was not a single government soldier patrolling late at night.
When Jiang Li saw this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Apart from Zhenwu Marquis Jiang Shirong, the only one who could mobilize all the soldiers was the eldest lady He Lou.
"Jiang Shirong, as a master of Neo-Confucianism and an important official of the imperial court, you don't even control the female family members of your own mansion well. The first lady and second lady of the Hou Mansion sent people to assassinate the concubine. If word spreads, Zhenwu Hou Mansion may become the whole Shengjing City. A joke!"
Jiang Li looked at the Yinwu Pavilion tower in front of him like a sharp sword piercing the sky, his eyes were cold, and he strode away.
Li Jia was dragged along the ground, leaving a trail of blood, which was particularly bright red under the light of the lamp.
"Li Jia has been captured!"
"Quickly, go back and tell the Second Madam that Jiang Li is heading towards Yinwu Pavilion!"
"What, the second lady's men actually failed!"
Several sneaky figures were hiding in the dark corners, paying close attention to Lanhong Pavilion. When they saw Jiang Li dragging the injured Li Jia down the hill, they were all secretly surprised, and they ran quickly in different directions.
Jiang Li, both Qi and Wu Xiu, is in the late stage of the Four Realms. He has keen ears and insight into the subtleties. The sound of the sneaky figure leaving nearby cannot escape his perception, but he ignores it and just strides forward. Go faster and faster.
"Master Li, who is this person?"
Jiang Li walked a mile or two and was about to approach the Yinwu Pavilion when he saw soldiers wearing hundred-refined armor and holding spears and bows coming from a distance.
Seeing Jiang Li dragging a figure wearing night clothes striding towards Yinwu Pavilion, the soldiers rushed to meet him and asked in low voices.
"He is an assassin who broke into my Lanhong Pavilion. He wanted to do harm to me. The four companions who came with him were all killed by me. I want to take him to see my father now!"
Jiang Li's voice was loud and clear, and his words were righteous and precise. His true energy gathered in his heart, and his sound waves condensed but never dispersed, spreading far and wide.
"Who is so bold as to break into Zhenwuhou Mansion and commit murder?"
When all the soldiers heard this, they were shocked and angry.
They are responsible for the security of the Hou Mansion and patrol all night in order to detect uninvited guests who break into the Hou Mansion in time.
But now someone broke into the house to commit murder, and they still didn't know anything until they were subdued and captured by Jiang Li.
This is a huge mistake and dereliction of duty.
The captain in charge of this group of soldiers came forward and pulled off the mask on Li Jia's face. When the soldiers saw Li Jia's true appearance, they were all shocked.
"Mr. Li?"
The captain of the Fubing school was surprised and took two steps back. His eyes flickered between Jiang Li and Li Jia.
Although Li Jia was not a member of the Hou's Mansion, he was a guest of the second wife's Ning family. He had been in and out of the Hou's Mansion for a long time, so most of the soldiers in the Hou's Mansion knew this person.
Thinking of Jiang Xuanyao being punished by the Marquis' stick a few days ago, the soldiers also had some speculations in their minds.
The captain who took off Li Jia's mask secretly cursed himself for being impulsive and getting involved in the dispute between the second lady and Jiang Li.
"Do you recognize this person? That's good, come with me to see father!"
Jiang Li pretended not to know and ordered the captain of the military academy to go with him on the spot.
"I humbly obey my orders!"
The captain of the Mansion Military Academy secretly smiled bitterly, but had to follow Jiang Li. After all, it was their duty to protect the safety of the Marquis Mansion.
On the way to Yinwu Pavilion, Jiang Li and his party encountered two groups of government soldiers one after another, and joined them by accident.
When he saw the gate of the Yinwu Pavilion courtyard, Jiang Li was already followed by more than sixty people.
"Jiang Li, stop!"
A loud shout rang out behind him. Jiang Li looked back and saw a tall and handsome young man in brocade clothes, with an anxious expression on his face, limping towards him.
The young man was in his early twenties and had a dignified appearance. His appearance and outline were five points similar to that of Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu. His muscles were full and powerful, and his blood was strong. However, when he walked, his face showed a look of pain from time to time, as if he was suffering from a hidden disease.
Not far behind the young man, there was a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes. With the support of several maids, she walked forward quickly with an anxious look on her face.
