The second day.
He Ping'an was walking on the road to duty and found that there were many soldiers on the street, and from time to time there were various kinds of escaping lights passing through the air.
Passers-by on the street were walking in a hurry, completely lacking the festive atmosphere that had just passed during the Moon Worship Festival.
Occasionally, there were a few soldiers checking their identities on the road. When they saw He Ping'an's Changsheng Palace clothing and waistband, they let him go without any further questioning.
Stepping onto the fifth floor, I found that Yang Qing had already arrived at the grass department and was sitting in front of the desk, looking sad, frowning and saying nothing.
"Brother Yang, good morning."
"Um......"
Yang Qing replied in a muffled voice without even looking at He Pingan.
What's wrong? Who made him unhappy?
Could it be that the Gu cultivator's riot last night made Yang Qing worry about the country and the people again?
It shouldn't be, if that's the case.
He should be in the attic of the Medicine Department right now, cursing several times, saying traitorous ministers are harming the country, people who are not of my race must have different hearts, etc.?
Where could the mood be so low?
"Brother Yang, have you heard about the Gu cultivator last night?"
He Ping'an decided to stir up his emotions.
"Um......"
Yang Qing still looked half-dead.
hiss......
What exactly happened here?
Just when He Ping'an was at his wits' end, Han Li came up with Liangpi.
"Brother Yang, I brought you Liangpi."
Han Li placed Liangpi on Yang Qing's table.
"Um......"
Yang Qing responded and started to eat.
You haven't eaten yet and your mood is low. Could it be that you had trouble with the tigress at home?
He Ping'an observed again and found that there were several obvious lip prints on Yang Qing's neck. Thinking about what Yang Qing said when he came home last night, he suddenly thought of something. Could it be...
The scene from last night automatically appeared in front of his eyes. Yang Qing went home happily. It happened to be the Moon Worship Festival, so that his wife could feel his strong body returning to youth.
Everything will fall into place, all it takes is the east wind...
A third-level martial artist is in high spirits, but you say no, you can’t, tsk tsk tsk...
Forget it, let's not get into trouble with him today.
He Ping'an took out some of the spiritual materials that Mo Yu had accumulated in the past few days when Yang Qing was away, and began to copy them meticulously.
An hour later, Wan Shicheng, the head of the Stone Department, came upstairs.
"Lao Yang, there was an incident in Dongshi last night. All the principals of Changsheng Palace were summoned. Why didn't you come?"
"Master Wang also said that you asked for leave?"
Wan Shicheng asked a little strangely.
Based on his understanding of Yang Qing, when something big happens like this kind of slaying demons, Yang Qing is the fastest every time.
"There are some things at home, I was delayed..."
Yang Qing shuddered when he recalled the scene last night.
terrible......
They say thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger. My tigress is almost ninety, why is she still so irritable?
Wan Shicheng didn't know about his secret affairs, so he continued: "I heard that not long after what happened last night, Zhao Yun, the city defense camp guard, was summoned to the palace by the Holy Emperor overnight."
"Oh, is there anything else?"
Yang Qing became a little more interested.
This General Zhao is not an ordinary person. He is a natural prodigy in martial arts. At just over thirty years old, he has already broken through to the second level of martial arts. He is also a member of the royal family and is known as Daxuan's most promising person to break through to the Martial Saint level.
Emperor Jiaming also trusted General Zhao very much and placed him in the city defense camp.
The city defense camp is slightly different from He Ping'an's previous life. Although it is not of high rank, it is in charge of the defense of Xuanyang City.
Because there are likely to be demons and monsters sneaking into the city to cause trouble, the guard must be a third-grade monk and a close official of the emperor.
"I heard from the gossip that General Zhao looked particularly bad after he came out of the palace. He must have been reprimanded by the Holy One."
Wan Shicheng lowered his voice and whispered.
"This is also a proper move. The Holy One attaches so much importance to the Moon Worship Festival Lantern Festival, but now such a big thing has happened."
"How did the Gu cultivator sneak in? If the city defense camp doesn't have any responsibility, I'm afraid it can't be explained."
Yang Qing also whispered that they were very cautious when it came to Emperor Jiaming.
Han Li's ears perked up, his heart burning with gossip.
"There's another thing. I just heard about it this morning. Do you know why there were so few casualties in such a big incident last night?"
Wan Shicheng asked pretending to be mysterious.
"Didn't it say that in the newspaper?"
Yang Qing asked strangely: "Si Tianjian had already predicted that something might happen during the Moon Worship Festival. His Majesty, with his foresight, arranged for the first-class Zhenguo to be located in the East and West markets in advance to eliminate the disaster."
"Haha, Old Yang, Brother Yang, you are also a Confucian monk. How many of the words in this newspaper are true?"
Wan Shicheng's voice lowered a bit: "It's just a whitewash. When did the dirty stain behind it be mentioned in the newspaper?"
"Then tell me what's going on?"
Yang Qing became more energetic and asked curiously.
At this moment, a "Mediterranean" head suddenly approached the two of them: "Yes, Lao Wan, please tell me what's going on."
But it was Master Wang who came down from upstairs at some point.
At this time, Wan Shicheng put on his airs and smacked his lips: "I'm a little thirsty after talking for so long."
"Xiao Han, make tea!"
Yang Qing paused and then said: "Make tea!"
Wan Shicheng gently took a mouthful of Yuqian Longjing brought by Han Li, then sat comfortably on the chair and whispered: "I have a nephew who works in Si Tianjian. According to the subsequent investigation, there should be an expert Hide in the dark and eliminate this disaster invisible."
"Si Tianjian and Guo Jian are being ordered to perform divination. Guess who this expert is?"
After saying that, he glanced at everyone's expectant faces one by one. He was very satisfied with the current effect, lowered his head and took another sip of tea, and said no more.
"Who is the master?"
Yang Qing asked eagerly, it felt like listening to books in a teahouse.
When he got to the exciting part, the storyteller was suddenly shocked: he could predict what would happen next, and he would like to hear the explanation next time.
He suddenly understood his wife a little bit...
"Old Wan, the work of the Insect Department has been relatively quiet recently. I also have some monster materials piled here. I will send them over here."
The presence of Master Wang and his indifferent words made Wan Shi feel as if he had hemorrhoids and he stood up irritably.
Wan Shicheng smiled awkwardly, licked his face quickly and said, "My nephew told me that Inspector Guo was ordered to divine the secret master, but in the end he could only see a faint golden light."
"But in the end, it is speculated that it is very likely that he was the dragon-riding martial saint who appeared in Yanzhou that day."
"Martial Saint has come to Xuanyang?"
Master Wang and Yang Qing were shocked. They really didn't expect Wu Sheng to appear in Xuanyang.
"They didn't dare to say for sure, but the golden light that appeared in the divination was almost exactly the same as when the dragon-riding martial saint fought against the ghosts and immortals."
"If it is really the work of Martial Saint, it will be a blessing to the people of Daxuan."
Yang Qing's face was filled with joy. It could be seen from the two previous actions of the Martial Saint that this dragon-riding Martial Saint was not born, but he saved the people from fire and water as soon as he was born.
He Ping'an naturally heard the conversations of several people, and his heart could not help but darken. Fortunately, he had transformed into three crazy Taoists before, otherwise his true identity would have been exposed.
This Si Tianjian's method of divination is really mysterious.
If you take action in Xuanyang City in the future, you must be cautious.
By the way, why doesn't Yidan Pavilion reward me with a divination method?
"By the way, the Gu cultivators caused chaos yesterday. Have you found out how these people got in?"
Yang Qing asked.
"I know something about this."
The king's secretary whispered: "We searched all night last night and caught a lot of demons lurking in the city."
"But how those Gu cultivators got in, and whether they have any accomplices, we haven't found any of them."
"Some of those Gu cultivators were killed, and the rest, seeing that they were outmatched, committed suicide by taking poison. They didn't even have time to search for their souls."
After He Ping'an heard this, he couldn't help but frowned, and couldn't help but interjected: "Si Tianjian and even the Martial Saint have calculated a trace, but these Gu cultivator's accomplices have not calculated it?"
