With a "squeak" sound, the door opened and Li Xuan stepped in.
"I've met the prince!" Two soft and soft voices sounded from the side, and two pretty faces suddenly appeared in Li Xuan's sight.
In the center of the room, there was a huge wooden bucket. The bucket was filled with water, and there were flower petals scattered in the bucket.
Standing on both sides of the tub were Hu Linger, who was wearing the same white chest-high embroidered skirt, and Ye Wanwan, who was disguised as the widow Chen Yu.
When the two people saw Li Xuan entering the door, they quickly knelt down and saluted: "I have met the prince!"
"Well, get up!" Li Xuan said, walking past Ye Wanwan.
He conveniently placed the black leather bag containing five daggers and a thick official document on the desk.
Li Xuan then turned to look at Ye Wanwan and Hu Ling'er: "I've kept you waiting for a long time. There are a lot of things to do tonight, and I'm really tired."
With that said, Li Xuan stretched a little sleepily.
"Please, Your Majesty, take a bath and change clothes!" Ye Wanwan and Hu Ling'er came to Li Xuan's side, and then slowly helped him take off his clothes.
But at this time, Ye Wanwan's attention was not on Li Xuan, but more on the black leather bag on the table.
Ye Wanwan recognized all the five swords in the black leather bag.
The owners of the five swords belong to Duanzhang, Qie Ming and Fang Yunxiu respectively.
Ye Wanwan never expected that in just one day, Duanzhang, Qie Ming, and Fang Yunxiu, who were responsible for assassinating Li Xuan, would all die in his hands.
These five swords have been placed here, and the results are self-evident.
But what happened?
Why did their assassination attempt fail?
What happened again? Will Duanzhang, Qie Ming and Fang Yunxiu be killed by the King of Nanchang?
If cutting off the palm and cutting off the life were falling into someone else's trap, then what about Fang Yunxiu, how could he, who was in charge of everything, fall into someone else's trap?
What happened? Isn't he the most scheming person among the younger generation?
Why can't you get a Nanchang King?
what on earth is it?
A series of questions hit Ye Wanwan's mind like a torrent in an instant.
The deaths of Duanzhang and Qie Ming were fine, but once Fang Yunxiu died, the Tianyin Sect's entire layout in Wuzhou would be affected.
If you're not careful, the whole situation could collapse.
What exactly is this...
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ye Wanwan's mind.
Maybe, maybe, all these problems did not lie with Duanzhang, Qie Ming and Fang Yunxiu, but with her who was responsible for providing the initial intelligence...
In other words, she had been seen through by the King of Nanchang from the beginning.
Afterwards, all the intelligence clues were provided, all of which truly misled his own people and led them into Li Xuan's trap.
In an instant, Ye Wanwan felt as if she was trapped in an ice cellar, and her whole body was filled with ice.
Ye Wanwan turned her head and looked at Li Xuan.
Li Xuan was seen lying in the tub with her eyes closed, as if she didn't notice at all.
Hu Ling'er on the other side was carefully wiping him.
I don't know if it was because of fever or some other reason, but Hu Ling'er's face turned red.
Picturesque eyebrows, small nose, pretty face, fair skin, and petite and cute figure make her look more and more lovable.
"What are you doing in a daze? Just let her work alone?" Li Xuan closed her eyes, but turned her head slightly, facing Ye Wanwan directly.
Ye Wanwan's fists clenched instantly, but the next moment, the anger in her heart quietly dissipated, and the hand holding the towel reached into the tub.
"Slave, please help."
Two quarters of an hour later, Li Xuan walked out of the tub.
Hu Ling'er and Ye Wanwan quickly put on a black moiré silk robe for Li Xuan.
Li Xuan put on the belt and walked to
In front of the desk.
Ye Wanwan quickly handed over a cup of fragrant tea.
Li Xuan nodded slightly, picked up the tea and took a sip, and said, "Yes, Wuzhou Blue Milk Tea is famous for its green and clear soup color, just like blue milk; silver and white color; long-lasting fragrance, fresh and mellow taste, famous The appearance of tea."
Li Xuan put down the tea, looked at Ye Wanwan, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted in a low voice: "Kanmo!"
"Here!" Ye Wanwan immediately picked up the ink ingot on the side and began to grind it carefully.
Li Xuan opened the official document in front of her. At the beginning, a line of words appeared in front of Li Xuan.
The same thing also appeared in front of Ye Wanwan.
Orders to open up wasteland and grant fields.
Granted to Muzhou immigrants who have rented acres of farmland in Wuzhou for five years, each person will receive twenty Yongye fields...
As soon as Ye Wanwan saw this, Li Xuan had already turned over.
On a new page, on a simple map, the area of wasteland owned by different places in Wuzhou is simply drawn, which places can be opened up, and which places do not have the conditions to open up wasteland at all. Each stroke is marked very carefully.
Li Xuan opened the drawing, picked up the brush and began to calculate the area of the land, which was exactly twenty square meters.
Forty acres, twenty acres of permanent land, and twenty acres of subdivided land.
Ye Wanwan stood on one side, her face full of curiosity. She knew what the government's standards for land granting were now, so she didn't even ask Li Xuan how the acres were divided this time. She didn't even ask what the meaning of so much wasteland was. how come.
These data, which are related to the core lifeblood of a state's government, are known to only a few people in Wuzhou, and they are very professional.
Sometimes, even if all the data is placed in front of you, most people have no idea what is recorded on it.
Besides, it was impossible for Ye Wanwan to ask Li Xuan. She was an official slave and had no qualifications to grant land.
As a maid, she couldn't even speak some words.
Li Xuan was writing and drawing on the drawings, while feeling Ye Wanwan's chaotic thoughts, she couldn't help but feel funny.
The order in front of her to open up wasteland and grant land gave Ye Wanwan a huge shock.
Not long ago, Li Xuan had just issued a ban.
The people who owned land in Wuzhou suddenly had nearly two months of extra food rations.
Ordinary people who originally had no chance of surviving can easily survive the most difficult days with these two months of rations.
Li Xuan suddenly lost 20% of the people's hearts in Wuzhou, and the Tianyin Sect's foundation in the city of Wuzhou was immediately shaken.
This was the reason why Fang Yunxiu was forced to take action against Li Xuan.
Because no one knows whether Li Xuan will introduce more measures to shake the foundation of Tianyin Sect in the future.
Now that she saw the order to open up wasteland and grant farmland, Ye Wanwan understood that it was not a matter of whether it would happen, but it would definitely happen.
Once these lands fall into the hands of those Muzhou immigrants, even Ye Wanwan, as a saint of the Tianyin Sect, doesn't know if those people's hearts are still with the Tianyin Sect.
Just with the two official documents before and after, most of the foundation of Tianyin Sect in Wuzhou has been dug up.
This man's skills are terrible!
Her eyes subconsciously glanced at the black sword bag placed beside the table, and Ye Wanwan couldn't help but feel a chill in her body.
Fang Yunxiu died in the hands of King Nanchang, and her broken palm and life also died in the hands of King Nanchang. What about herself?
Will she herself die in Li Xuan's hands one day in the future?
I don't know why, even though Li Xuan was so close, Ye Wanwan never thought of attacking him.
In her mind, she was thinking more about what to do in the future.
Fang Yunxiu died, and the church's plan in Wuzhou has been severely damaged. If all forces cannot be quickly integrated, then this time the Wuzhou uprising will be completely defeated. We must find a way. .
At this moment, Li Xuan suddenly put down the brush in his hand and looked up at the man who handed the towel to one side.
Hu Ling'er suddenly asked: "Xiao Ling'er, how much do you know about Tianyin Sect?"
Ye Wanwan's grinding hand paused slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Hu Ling'er.
Hu Ling'er is petite and has fair skin. For some reason, her little face is still a little fair and rosy.
Hearing Li Xuan's question, Hu Ling'er shrank back timidly and subconsciously looked at Ye Wanwan beside her.
In her impression, Chen Yu, the elder sister, was still very reliable. At this time, seeing Chen Yu looking at her curiously, Hu Ling'er had a little uneasiness on her face, but she still looked at Li Xuan and Ye Wanwan. With eyes in his eyes, he still spoke cautiously.
"My slave has never come into contact with anyone from the Tianyin Sect. The state government has been very strict in this regard, especially in the past two months. Before, I could occasionally hear people talking about the Tianyin Sect, but in the past two months, these three This word is like a taboo, no one mentions it anymore." Hu Ling'er took a step back uneasily and stood aside with a bow.
Li Xuan nodded slightly, then turned to look at Ye Wanwan, and asked with a half-smile, "What about you, Chen Yu, you are older, how much do you know about the Tianyin Sect?"
"This slave doesn't know much." Ye Wanwan glanced at Hu Ling'er subconsciously. Although Hu Ling'er didn't hit the point, she provided Ye Wanwan with a good answer template. She already knew that she How much should be said.
"When I was in the Qian family, I did meet a few Tianyin cultists, but they were some of the most miserable people I have ever lived. Although the slave family's home is simple, their life is still stable, so I have never had anything to do with them. We kept in contact until my late husband died of illness."
Ye Wanwan bit her lower lip and lowered her head, as if she was feeling sentimental and didn't want to say anything more.
However, Li Xuan's words immediately broke her expectations.
"You are all girls. You must have heard of the Tianyin Saint. Do the people of Wuzhou have any legends about this Tianyin Saint?"
Li Xuan's words immediately stopped Ye Wanwan.
what is the problem?
Tianyin Sect Saint?
Ye Wanwan felt extremely ridiculous for a moment. Someone was right in front of her, asking her about the Saint of Tianyin.
It's ridiculous to the extreme. Z.br>
She, Ye Wanwan, is the serious Tianyin Saint.
The only Tianyin Saint in the entire Tang Dynasty.
In this world, no one knows what the Holy Maiden of Tianyin is better than her.
However, Ye Wanwan knew very well that she could talk nonsense about the Tianyin Goddess, but she couldn't even mention the real situation.
"It is rumored that the saints of the Tianyin Sect are required to be pure both internally and externally, just like glass, and cannot be contaminated by any external things." Ye Wanwan was stunned as soon as she opened her mouth. She couldn't believe that it was her just now. the words said.
But now, she actually went on to say: "Tianyin Saint, it is said to be the symbol of Tianyin Goddess in the human world, and represents Tianyin Goddess exercising her rights in the world."
"Exercise rights in the human world." Li Xuan showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of her mouth, and then asked lightly: "The Holy Girl of Tianyin is the symbol of the Tianyin Goddess in the human world, so what about the leader of the Tianyin Sect? What is her identity?"
"The leader is the saint's teacher. Everything the saint does is subject to the orders of the leader." Ye Wanwan lowered her head slightly.
She didn't know why she exposed so many secrets of the Tianyin Sect in front of Li Xuan. She could only bite her lips and shut her mouth.
Li Xuan gave her a funny look, and then asked the last question.
"What about Saint Tianyin and the church leaders from all over the world? What's the problem between her and them? If they are together at the same time, then who listens to whom?"
Ye Wanwan was stunned for a moment.
