A young ranger wearing a plain white silk robe hurriedly walked into the Yang family, walked into Yang Miaoer's boudoir, and whispered a few words in Wei Yingwu's ear. After hearing this, Wei Yingwu waved his hand slightly, signaled the young ranger to withdraw.

Wei Yingwu tilted his eyes, raised his wine glass, leaned over to Yang Miaoer's mouth, and said with a saliva: "Drink another glass!"

"Can't drink any more." Yang Miaoer's face was half dizzy and her eyes were blurred. She pushed Wei Yingwu's hand away and gently stroked her forehead: "I'm dizzy and hot, and I'm already drunk."

Wei Yingwu laughed and took back the wine glass and drank it all in one go. The wine entered his heart, but his sorrow came to his heart.

Wang Hui and his son came to Wan'an Temple to find Wang Xun's trouble. Now they went to Bodhi Temple to find Li Zaixing. Although they were not tied up, they were also taken by the guards of Zuo Jinwu Guard. It seems that the situation is not good.

Wei Yingwu was hesitating whether he wanted to stand up and have a fight with Wang Hui and his son. He knew very well that Wang Xun was a humble gentleman. Although his mother, Princess Yongmu, was the eldest daughter of the emperor, was not a competitive person. Although Li Zaixing was fierce, he was just a commoner. Even if he was skilled in martial arts, he could kill a few more people. Can he still fight out of the siege of nearly a hundred guards?

Only Wei Yingwu can fight against Wang Hui and his son. Without him, Li Zaixing will undoubtedly die.

Wei Yingwu was not afraid of Wang Zhun, but he had to consider Wang Hui. More importantly, whether it was worth it. Fighting among aristocratic families is often very wide, and the fight between him and Wang Zhun may be like this. In the past few days, he has not returned home, just because he doesn't want to implicate his family.

Subconsciously, he also had the urge to do something on his own.

But he originally wanted to deal with Wang Zhun, but now Wang Hui took action himself and there are more than a hundred guards around him. This is no longer something he and the few rangers around him can deal with.

Wei Yingwu weighed the pros and cons, and hesitated.

...

Li Linfu stood in the pavilion in the back garden, looking at the viewing door of Wan'an Temple, which was illuminated by lanterns in the distance, and remained silent.

Wang Hui suddenly rushed to Wan'an Temple with his soldiers. He came in a hurry and didn't even say hello before, which surprised Li Linfu. He did not send anyone to ask. He knew that Wang Hui was angry these two days. Wang Hui was already crazy because of the disappearance of the princess insect girl. However, Li Linfu did not plan to help Wang Hui for the time being, he had his troubles.

The screen on the moon hall had changed, but the unspeakable poem was deeply engraved in his mind. The uninvited guest came to his daughter Li Tengkong's Taoist temple, which also made him frightened. The other party was able to come and go freely in his home, which made him very uneasy.

Who is it after ten years of hard work?

It doesn't really matter who the creditor is. Li Linfu has been prime minister for many years and knows that he has many enemies. Instead of spending time looking for the creditor, it is better to spending time getting rid of potential dangers. Now this matter is a potential opportunity. Wang Hui is in the light and he is in the dark. When the other party deals with Wang Hui, he just observes from the side and waits for the opportunity to move.

In fact, no matter who the creditor is, Li Linfu has one of the most important opponents. If he can defeat this opponent, no one else has to worry about it. He has not had much time left, and he must be able to seize every fleeting opportunity and drive the opponent into a place of no return, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

A guard just went to Bodhi Temple, which made Li Linfu both excited and nervous. What was excited was that this person actually lived in Bodhi Temple, and what was nervous was that this person was in Bodhi Temple. To deal with him, Bodhi Temple is of course a good place, but if you are not sure, how dare the other party show up in Bodhi Temple?

Li Linfu turned around and glanced at his eldest son Li Xiu: "Let's go to the West Courtyard."

Li Xiu bowed and took the order.

...

Li Zaixing and Nan Jiyun walked side by side, walking between the high courtyard walls on both sides. This is the main road of the Cross Street, about ten steps wide. However, with the guards on both sides, the originally not narrow street has become narrower.

It was nearly three hundred steps from Bodhi Temple to the gate of Wan'an Temple. It was not short or long, but it was enough to give Li Zaixing a general evaluation of Nan Jiyun and the guards under him.

"I heard that Brother Nan was riding and shooting, and it was indeed worthy of his reputation."

Nan Jiyun was not used to Li Zaixing's self-awareness, but he also knew that Li Zaixing and Xie Guanglong were friends, both of them were gossiping, and it was reasonable to be a little boring, so he didn't think much about it.

"Brother Li has been awarded."

"No, I'm telling the truth. Brother Nan's shoulders are wide and his arms are long. Even when walking, the swing of his shoulders is smaller than that of ordinary people. The left shoulder is habitually leaning forward slightly, which is a habit formed by practicing riding and shooting for many years." Li Zaixing smiled: "It's a pity that Brother Nan's riding and shooting is of no use in the capital. Why don't he make contributions to the frontier? Is it as unforgettable as Xie Da?"

Nan Jiyun smiled: "Guarding the capital is also a way to serve the country, why bother to go to the frontier?"

Li Zaixing laughed and said nothing.

The guards were a little weird. Even if Li Zaixing didn't do anything wrong, he shouldn't be so calm. Ordinary people were like mice or cats when they saw the guards. Li Zaixing was not only not afraid, but instead chatted with Nan Jiyun and had free time to talk about Nan Jiyun's kung fu. This man was really brave and probably a desperate person. When he met such a person, it would be better to be careful and not to lose his life in vain.

Before we knew it, the guards were a little far away from Li Zaixing.

...

In the main hall of Wan'an Temple, Wang Hui sat on the couch with anger. He was not kneeling normally, or even sitting in a humble position, but one leg crossed on the couch and one leg hung under the couch. This is an extremely rude sitting posture, far from what people like Wang Hui should do, and it is not something that can be done in front of Princess Yongmu.

But Wang Hui did this, but the master Princess Yongmu did not dare to say no, nor even dared to put a trace of dissatisfaction on her face. She knelt on one side, lowered her head, and held her hands tightly in her sleeves, full of humiliation and helplessness.

Wang Xun and his wife Li stood behind Princess Yongmu. In front of Wang Hui, they were not even qualified to sit.

Wang Hui came in anger, which scared them out of their minds. They didn't understand why Wang Hui was so concerned about the Hu girl and came to ask questions late at night. Even though they explained the reason with the most humble attitude, Wang Hui's anger had no intention of dissolving it, but instead had a kind of ominousness that was about to come.

Wang Zhun sat on the other side. His injuries had not healed yet, but he was in a good mood at the moment. He looked at Princess Yongmu's family like he was looking at prey, and then fell on Wang Xun's pale face, and then on Li's pretty face, unscrupulous. He had no need to be afraid at all. Wang Xun and Li Zaixing had already destined to his tragedy. Why should he be afraid of a dying person?

Princess Yongmu is old, it’s meaningless. Li is young and beautiful, and has a royal demeanor. Compared to Princess Yongmu, who is timid and afraid of trouble, she is like a thorny flower, blooming beautifully, which makes Wang Zhun’s heart feel excited.

This woman is from a noble family, but she is in a worrying situation. If she kills Wang Xun, she might be able to take her over and be a maid.

Wang Zhun touched his chin, looked at Li in a lustful way, and thought to himself. This should not be difficult. As long as the Hu girl who bit Li Zaixing to death was the princess, the princess, and if he caught up with Wang Xun and his son, they would be dead. At that time, the life and death of this beauty would not be the words of her father and son?

Li felt Wang Zhun's rude attention, shy and angry, and indescribable sorrow and despair in her heart. She knew her predicament. Her husband Wang Xun and his son were weak people, and their fear of Wang Hui was no longer cold for a day. Now that he was involved in such a thing, letting him rise up and resist was suffocating thirst. She was a woman who wanted to argue with Wang Zhun, and she was also looking for shame. At this moment, she even had the urge to die by hitting the wall. Perhaps if she died, she would no longer have to suffer such shame.

In the torture of Li, a chaotic footsteps sounded outside the door, and Li Zaixing walked in slowly.

There were guards in front of him and behind him, and the guards were fully armed and holding weapons. However, there was no trace of fear on his face, and there was no common seriousness on the faces of those guards. They did not speak, but what they showed was not official power, but an indescribable solemnity.

It seemed as if they were not escorting Li Zaixing, but escorting Li Zaixing.

Li felt this strangeness and couldn't help but raise her head. She looked at Li Zaixing's face, her eyes suddenly opened wide, and she couldn't help biting her lips. Then she realized something and quickly lowered her head.

Seeing Li like this, Wang Zhun looked at Li Zaixing with her eyes and couldn't help but get furious. He stood up and shouted sternly: "How did you do things? You didn't tie up the prisoner?!"

Just as Nan Jiyun was about to speak, Li Zaixing chuckled: "Shisanlang, I am not a prisoner, I am just here to cooperate with your investigation."

"Aren't you a prisoner?" Wang Zhun sneered and walked to Li Zaixing arrogantly: "You have entered Qinrenfang privately, held the princess hostage, and communicated with the royal family. The crime is unforgivable. You are not a prisoner, who is the prisoner?"

Li Zaixing frowned, and his calm eyes swept over Wang Zhun's proud face and fell on Wang Zhun's face. He bowed his hand and said, "Don't you really do this?"

A trace of surprise flashed through Wang Hui's eyes and then turned into anger. Li Zaixing ignored his son, just ignored him, Wang Hui. What's more, in front of him, Li Zaixing not only did not tremble, but instead questioned him in a humble and arrogant manner, which was an unbearable provocation.

Even the noble Princess Yongmu was respectful in front of him. How could a commoner dare to do this?

Wang Hui snorted: "I haven't pleaded guilty yet, when will I wait?"

Li Zaixing lowered his face, put his hands behind him, and stood up straight: "I dare to ask the prince, why did I blame me?"

Wang Hui was stunned and furious. He slapped the table and shouted: "Come on, take down this unfair unfair person. I will stumble on my face and let him know how to talk to me first."

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