"In the palace?" The man in the dark robe said again, but this time it was said to the man in the blue robe.

The blue-robed man immediately stood up and said in a low voice: "The subordinates are incompetent, most of our people have been cleared, and most of the rest are in inimportant positions. ”

The eyes under the cloth towel of the Xuanyi man were closed.

After a moment, he spoke up again: "That person? ”

"Yes," the blue-robed man bowed and said, "The new emperor did not ask that person to sleep, but arranged for many people to keep an eye on her, and his subordinates have buried a few nails beside her. ”

After a short silence, the Xuanyi man suddenly laughed "hehe".

It's just that although others are laughing, the laughter is cold, and the flat voice does not fluctuate in the slightest.

The cold wind leaked through the crack in the door, and the laughter spread in all directions.

There was a dead silence in the room, and no one dared to echo his laughter.

"If there's anything wrong, kill." The Xuanyi man suddenly stopped laughing, and his smoky voice was so cold that it made people tremble.

"Subordinates obey." The blue-robed man clenched his fists and agreed, and sat back down.

The man in the clothes stared at him for a while, then closed his eyes behind the cloth and stopped talking. As a result, the whole room fell silent, except for the sound of a few people's light and mixed breathing, which sounded from time to time.

After a long time, the Xuanyi man opened his eyes, and there was an extra note in his hand at some point.

He glanced in the direction of the man in the green robe, and the man in the green robe immediately stood up, took the note with both hands and opened it to look at it, and then nodded to the man in the blue robe, and then held the note in his hand and pinched it, and then released it. The note was in tatters and fell to the ground from his palm.

The crowd was silent, not even coughing.

At this time, only the man in brown did not speak.

The eyes under the cloth towel of the Xuanyi man slowly turned and stared at the brown man's body, but he did not ask a question.

After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded: "The Joint Investigation Division investigated the case of the three corpses, but there is no result so far." ”

This man should not be very old, but his voice is like a blade scraping iron, and it makes people's teeth ache. And his attitude towards the Xuanyi people is also quite cold. Missing the chilling silence of others.

This person seems to be the same as the Xuanyi people, and he also doesn't like to say much, but the meaning of these words is revealed. But the breath on the Xuanyi people has changed somewhat.

"Elaborate." The man in the dark clothes lightly tapped the table with his index finger. Suede gloves' fingers touch the wooden table. There was a dull sound.

"The case involved seven provinces, more than 30 people died, and the husband and wife died together. The woman has one corpse and two lives. The brown man's hoarse voice echoed through the room: "In the dart shop." ”

"Dart line?" The man in Tsing Yi interjected, his brows gathered under the felt hat, "The case involves seven provinces, and this case is a wandering crime; Check the dart shop, is it because the people in the dart shop are running around all year round? ”

With a few words in the brown clothes, he was able to analyze so much information, and this man in Tsing Yi not only had high martial arts, but also had a very sharp mind.

The man in brown nodded, refusing to say a word more.

The eyes of the Xuanyi man moved again: "Very good, let me report in detail later." ”

When the brown-clothed man heard this, he got up and bowed to the Xuanyi man.

His movements were a little stiff, his right arm seemed to have been injured and could not be raised, and after the salute, he sat back in silence.

The man in Xuanyi glanced in the direction of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi immediately stood up and said in a deep voice: "Restore my homeland and rejuvenate my Nanshan." ”

"Restore my homeland and rejuvenate my Nanshan." Everyone said in unison. The low voice was like thunder, closed by the closed doors and windows, showing an indescribable weirdness.

The yellow-robed man was the first to stand up, saluted the man in the dark robe, and then walked out, and soon disappeared at the front door.

After about a quarter of an hour, the blue-robed man also got up and left, but he left through the back door of the house.

The order in which they left seemed to be pre-arranged, with an average interval of a quarter of an hour, and each person left on a different route.

The Man in Gray was the fourth to go.

He went out the back door of the courtyard, which was a T-shaped junction, and he was walking down the alley on the left.

The alley is thin and long, much like the kind of mezzanine in the door of a mansion, but this mezzanine is much more dilapidated and gloomy, and the sides of the road are not neat blue brick walls, but abandoned houses that have been abandoned for many years, the walls are broken and overgrown with wild grass.

Crossing the mewah is the most remote west fork of Orchid Lane in Dagongfang, and you need to walk for at least a quarter of an hour to see the tracks.

In the alley, the man in gray had already stripped off the cloth on his face and the gray robe on the outside.

Half an hour later, when Meng Zhao turned out of the archway in the middle of the Dagongfang and sat in his own clean and comfortable carriage, he was already dressed in an ink-colored embroidered bamboo leaf pattern gown, dressed in a dark fox fur coat, majestic between his eyebrows and eyes, like an official master's style.

Leaning against the Xuanzi Shu brocade cushion and holding the purple gold immortal cover stove in his hand, Meng Zhao exhaled a long breath.

The cold sweat on his forehead had already dried, and then the clammy and cold feeling on his back had not eased slightly until this moment.

Thinking of all the talents, Meng Zhao's eyes became gloomy.

What bullshit to restore the country, what Nanshan relics, what lord and subordinate, what does this have to do with him?

If it weren't for his intentions, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with this group of snakes and rats.

Recalling the arrogant attitude of the Xuanyi people, Meng Zhao's yin owl eyes had two more points of ridicule.

Just because these few people still want to return to the country? It's a dream!

The restoration of the country is to raise troops to fight, and even soldiers and horses can't be obtained, so how can we talk about recovering the country? What's more, the most elite master was also lost on the night of the palace change, and he still needs to go out to instigate the people of the five military camps, even if he succeeds, such a small number of manpower will not achieve the goal of recovering the country at all.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao's face became even more gloomy.

It was easy for him to gain the trust of the Lord, to a high position in the organization, and finally to have someone available in his hands, but he never expected that as soon as he made a move here, he was broken by his good brother's move.

Meng Zhu is a birthday, what a good time this is, what he used to move was the dark stake that had been buried in the house for nearly a year, that is, the maid named Ruyue. The task he gave him was not complicated, it was just to steal a letter and seal it. To be honest, if Meng Zhao hadn't been accidentally caught by the grandfather of the old country a few years ago, he would have done this himself.

can only hate Meng Zhu to guard him tightly, never take him to the outside study, and hide the seals and other things, Ruyue also checked for several days, only to find out a little clue, who thought that Fang Fang folded in as soon as he moved.

The so-called bad luck is the same.

Meng Zhao's gloomy complexion was gradually mixed with a little grief and resentment.

How unfair is God treating him?

Obviously, he is the eldest son and deserves to succeed the son; In terms of intelligence and ability, how much better is he than Meng Zhu? But he couldn't give birth to a son, and when he wanted to take the throne, he was grabbed by the grandfather of the old country.

And this time, although he had manpower in his hands, he only dared to embezzle one of them. And even so, it was known by the so-called Lord, and it almost caused a big disaster. (To be continued.) )