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Chang'an has rain

As the third prince of Emperor Taizu, King Zhao is also the youngest prince, and is naturally a person who is loved by thousands of people.

Everyone in the world has the saying "old son and eldest grandson". It refers to the younger generation that every elderly person loves the most, one is his youngest son and the other is his first grandson.

As Taizu's first grandson, Li Longji successfully inherited the throne, but the third prince was named King Zhao at the age of twentieth, and the rest of the princes did not have such treatment.

As two people who were most favored by Emperor Taizu, King Zhao's care for Li Longji was meticulous. When Emperor Taizong followed Emperor Taizu to manage the Ming Dynasty and had no time to play with him, King Zhao took him over the city walls when he was a child, took him to drink for the first time, and gave him his favorite horse of divine horse.

In Li Longji's childhood, King Zhao spent half of his time with him.

However, when he was twenty-two years old, he died bizarrely in his second year of becoming king. He said to the public that he had a sudden illness. This incident caused Li Longji, who was far away on the southern border to violate military orders and returned to Chang'an to handle his funeral.

After Taizu learned about this, he was heartbroken and died of illness soon after.

Li Longji slowly returned to reality from his memories and asked the old man: "Uncle Zhao did not leave any descendants back then. This is a well-known thing. How could such news be there?"

The old man replied: "There is something strange about this matter. I am also unsure of my mind. I will come and ask Your Majesty for advice."

Li Longji exhaled a long breath and thought carefully. In the study, the two of them remained silent.

"Who said that?" Li Longji finally asked after a long silence.

"It's Yang Zhao, what Yang Yucheng said in person."

"Yang Aiqing." Li Longji touched his chin with a serious look on his face, "Come on, tell Yang Zhao."

There was a little eunuch outside the door running out to deliver the order. Li Longji said to Li Zhiwei: "Zongzheng, please sit down and wait with me for Yang Aiqing's arrival."

Li Zhiwei said that he was sitting closest to him and was waiting quietly. Li Longji looked at the palace gate open in front of him, his eyes deep and unrestrained.

After Qin Keqing waited until Wang Yi was carried back, he quickly cleaned up Wang Yi's clothes, put them on the bed, and then cooked a pot of sobering soup for him.

Sitting next to the charcoal fire, Qin Keqing's fan kept swaying to ensure that the charcoal fire would not go out.

At this time, a carrier pigeon flew from the sky, breaking Qin Keqing's busy figure.

Under the night, the carrier pigeon was shining by the stars, as if it was a porcelain piece, and fell into Qin Keqing's hands.

The arrival of the carrier pigeon also brought a letter.

Qin Keqing took off the letter from the white dove's legs, slowly

After reading the complete letter, Qin Keqing quickly extinguished the charcoal fire, ran to Lu Zhong's room, and handed the letter in his hand to Lu Zhong.

Lu Zhong was in the room, and then he saw Qin Keqing running in hurriedly, holding a letter in his hand.

"Mr. Lu, there is a situation."

After reading the letter, Lu Zhong's face changed drastically. He immediately changed into his official uniform, pushed open the gate of the Jinyiwei, and rushed towards Yuhua Palace.

However, all this has nothing to do with Wang Yi. After returning, most of his drunkenness disappeared. Now is the best time to get rid of Liu Cheng. With the absenteeism of Li Yuan, the prince of Yan, Lu Zhong left again, which is a favorable condition for Wang Yi.

exist

There is a saying in Chang'an City that there are rich people in the east, noble people in the west, poor people in the south. It means that most of the merchants in the east of Chang'an City are coming and going, and they temporarily rest here. On the west, they live in the wealthy families in Chang'an City, such as Yang Zhao and the Yang family. On the south, there are brothels and martial arts halls, and the most famous one is Huafang Tower. On the north, there are poor people who fled, who usually find hard work but no good jobs to make a living.

Liu Cheng was very strange. As a court official, he did not live in the west of Chang'an City, but was willing to live in the east with those merchants who came and went.

It is said that because Liu Cheng had a medicinal material store and needed to deal with them, he lived in the east.

Wang Yi walked in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, feeling the summer wind blowing through his face, and Chang'an City at night began to restore his silence.

Wang Yi wore a mask on his face and a skull wrapped in coarse cloth behind him. After avoiding the update, Wang Yi quietly took out the map he got.

He is used to preparing everything after doing things.

After confirming Liu Cheng's address, Wang Yi put away the map in his hand, held the embroidered Chundao behind him, and walked towards Liu Cheng's house.

The place where Liu Cheng lives looks very large, and it is somewhat abnormal on the east side of Chang'an City. However, these courtyards that are difficult for outsiders to clear are in vain in front of the powerful intelligence system of the Jinyiwei.

After climbing over the high wall, Wang Yi fell into the yard. Looking at the empty place, Wang Yi frowned, and he felt something was abnormal.

How could an official have such a large courtyard without the emperor's reward? It's still very deserted here. In Chang'an City, where every inch of land is valuable, it is the biggest problem to have such a large private courtyard.

A bright moon appeared on the lake in the courtyard. Wang Yi walked towards a house in front. On the map, it was where Liu Cheng lived.

Pushing the door open, a handsome man sat on the desk, a dim oil lamp shining on his face, and the years left many traces there.

Liu Cheng put down the brush in his hand, looked at the young man pushing the door, and whispered: "I am here to visit late at night, I am afraid that the visitor is not good,"

On the desk, thick books came into view. Wang Yi guessed that it should be Liu Cheng's account book. It seems that tonight, Liu Cheng is sorting out the accounts of his medicinal materials store.

"Anyway, I'll go straight to the point." Wang Yi replied.

Liu Cheng stretched out his right hand and said, "Please."

After a moment of silence, Wang Yi asked, "Who instructed you to tamper with the documents to send troops to rescue the King of Qi in Youzhou."

Liu Cheng frowned slightly and looked at Wang Yi. He thought that Wang Yi was here to make money or his enemies at most, but he didn't expect it to be for the affairs of Youzhou back then. It shouldn't be that the people in the Qi Palace, except for that princess, should have died.

After Liu Cheng was silent for a moment, he said, "Did you kill Zhang Xianzong?"

Wang Yi nodded, and Liu Cheng looked at Wang Yi's actions and sighed in his heart.

"Is the incident revealed? Have you been looking for everyone else?"

Wang Yi looked at Liu Cheng who was a little regretful and sad, "Zhang Xianzong just said you. As for the others, I'm sorry."

After saying that, Wang Yi shrugged, helpless.

Liu Cheng also smiled bitterly and sighed: "I knew that Zhang Xianzong could not keep the secret."

"Then you can tell who is behind the scenes."

Liu Cheng shook his head and said, "No, because after I said it,

My family will die without a complete body.”

"Since you don't say it, you will die here today." Wang Yi pulled out the embroidered spring sword in his hand and stood in front of him.

Liu Cheng looked at Wang Yi who pulled out his weapon and smiled, "Do you really think that Zhang Xianzong's death is indifferent to us?"

Liu Cheng waved his sleeves and took out a sword in his hand.

"Sadly, we are not that stupid."

Wang Yi's hand tightly grasped the Xiuchun Knife in his hand, and he knew that an accident had happened. He thought that Liu Cheng, a censor, would be ordered by the court to not practice.

But Liu Cheng is not only a cultivator, but also the most killer sword cultivator. In the years he was in the Sword Pavilion, Wang Yi knew very well how terrifying the lethality brought by a sword cultivator.

Liu Cheng stood up, shook off his shawl, pointed to the outside and said, "It would be better to go outside and smash my things."

Wang Yi didn't care about these things, and he didn't know Liu Cheng's level of cultivation. With Liu Cheng's swordsmanship, only ghosts would fight him.

escape.

Escape without looking back.

Wang Yi used his best to escape in the direction he came.

Liu Cheng stood at the door of the room and looked at the escaped boy, sighing: "He is so young, but this cannot let you escape."

Liu Cheng threw out the sword in his hand, his index finger and middle finger together, pointing to the direction where Wang Yi ran away. The sword flying in the air suddenly shone, as if he had received an order, turned into a black light and stabbed Wang Yi.

As Wang Yi ran, he felt a chill on his back. Then he heard a sound of breaking through the air from behind him.

Wang Yi's eyes were calm, and he looked at the upcoming flying sword, attached the starlight to the surface of the embroidered spring sword, and then met the flying sword.

bite.

The flying sword and the embroidered spring sword collided together for the first time.

Wang Yi's body began to retreat constantly, and a long mark was drawn on the ground. Wang Yi's eyes were staring at the flying sword. He knew that if the flying sword penetrated the Xiuchun Sword, he would undoubtedly die.

Wang Yi looked back and saw that he was only a line away from the high wall. He made a quick decision, and Xinghui condensed on his right foot, stepped on the high wall with force, and used the high wall to resist the flying sword.

boom.

Wang Yi fell on the high wall, stirring up a piece of dust.

Liu Cheng slowly walked out of the door and came to the courtyard, waiting for the dust to dissipate. He saw if Wang Yi was dead. He was not in a hurry to take back his flying sword. He had to confirm Wang Yi's death, otherwise there would be big problems.

Time dissipated minute by minute, and the dust began to slowly dissipate, revealing the true appearance inside.

What greeted Liu Cheng was not Wang Yi'e's body, but his embroidered spring sword.

After being knocked down on the high wall, Wang Yi suddenly kicked the Feijian with his right leg, deceived him with his starlight, attracting the Feijian's hatred. Due to the fog, Liu Cheng could not sense his state.

Thumb, Thumb, Thumb.

I stepped on the high wall, and the ashes began to fall from the high wall, and then avoided the attack of the flying sword again, placing the Xiuchun Sword on the high wall, and leaping the Xiuchun Sword in my hand with the force, and quickly pulled it out.

After doing all this, the dust had not dissipated yet, Liu Cheng frowned, but still could not detect the situation inside, and the flying sword was also disturbed.

call.
Chapter completed!
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