Nan'an heard that Mu Yunge actually suspected him of poisoning, and his face instantly seemed to be splashed with ink: "There is no injustice or hatred, what kind of poison did I give." ”

"Then you ......"

"I put ink because I was afraid that you would drink poisonous water by mistake, and you would find out." Nan'an had no choice but to tell the truth: "That day, I happened to bump into someone sneaking into the princess's mansion, so I went over to take a look, and saw him poisoning the well, so I made this decision." ”

Mu Yunge was skeptical, and after thinking for a while, he said: "In this way, I'll go find a Lang Zhong to take a look." ”

"Let's do it together." Nan An said without thinking.

He was afraid that the Lang Zhong that Mu Yunge was looking for was also arranged by Li Yuanai, in that case, Mu Yunge believed Lang Zhong's words, but it would be more than lucky.

"There is an old man in the north of the city, who has superb medical skills, and he will not make a mistake if you come to him." Mu Yunge didn't bother with why Nan'an was so nervous, and informed Nan'an, so he sent someone to invite that Langzhong.

Lang Zhong soon arrived at the princess's mansion and took some well water to check it repeatedly.

"There is a trace amount of safflower in this water, although it is only a trace amount, but if it is quoted many times, it will also cause miscarriage."

Listening to Lang Zhong's words, Mu Yunge's face changed greatly. She knew that the person who could lay this red flower must be targeting her. And, she can guess who is behind this matter.

Lee Won-ae!

Nan'an's face was calm, and he stuffed Lang Zhong with some reward money and sent Lang Zhong away.

"I said, this water is really not drinkable." After sending Lang Zhong away, Nan An picked up the bucket again: "I'll help you carry water." ”

"It's not a relative, why does Nanda take care of me so much." Mu Yunge suddenly asked: "Lord Nan, as an official of the imperial court, you are carrying water for me, what do you mean?" ”

Nan'an had a headache, and he was afraid that Mu Yunge would ask about this.

"Beauty, naturally someone will take care of you." After speaking, Nan'an left quickly, no longer talking to Mu Yunge.

Mu Yunge rubbed his eyebrows, thinking about this matter, the more he looked at Nan'an, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After picking up the water, Nan'an returned to his house, ready to rest for a while.

"My lord, the origin of the people of the King of Yong'an in Cha Boyan." As soon as Huo Qi saw Nan'an, he said: "My subordinates just now also saw that there were people from King Yong'an looking inside the mansion outside the mansion. ”

Nan'an moved his muscles for a moment, and was not surprised: "This news spread quickly. It doesn't matter, if they like to watch it, let them see it, and when it comes to my hands, they can still see it away. ”

"My lord, there is one more thing." Huo Qi took out a bamboo tube from his arms and gave it to Nan'an with both hands: "Just now a pigeon landed on the window of your study, and my subordinates found this on its feet. ”

After taking the bamboo tube, Nan'an looked at it and knew that it was Zhang Ying's letter.

"Did something happen?"

Nan'an opened the bamboo tube and took out a note from it, which read: The plague is indeed related to King Yong'an, you are careful in the capital, remember.

"What about the pigeons?"

"In a cage." Huo Qi said: "The subordinates put it in your study in case you reply." ”

Nan'an nodded, went to the study to write a reply, and released the pigeon.

In fact, he had already guessed that the plague was related to King Yong'an, but he had not yet found evidence. If the princess can find evidence for him, it will be much easier to bring down King Yong'an.

The next day upwards.

Bo Yan followed Nan'an to the court, and looked at the long-lost court, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. According to the words, the saint appointed Bo Yan as the secretary of the military department, and gave the mansion gold, silver, and property, so that Bo Yan's family could live a prosperous life in Beijing.

"How can the appointment of the secretary of the military department be so hasty." King Yong'an stepped forward and said, "The origin of this person is unknown, and I don't know if he can be reused. Just by the mouth of Nanda, how can you see this person's true ability. ”

"If the prince thinks that it is difficult for Bo to take on a big responsibility, he can't help but try it with Bo. I heard that the prince was excellent in martial arts, and Uncle happened to want to ask for a lesson or two. ”

Bo Yan stood up without humility or arrogance, looked at King Yong'an, and chuckled: "Does the prince dare?"

"Why don't you dare?" King Yong'an glanced at him disdainfully, not taking him to heart at all. How can a person of such age be his opponent: "Life and death are fateful, do you dare to sign a life and death certificate?" ”

"Uncle Mou's life is lowly, the prince was born noble, this life and death certificate is signed, don't regret it."

Bo Yan knew that King Yong'an could not defeat him, but no matter how bad the other party was, he was also a prince, and if he really wanted to come to his life, it would damage his reputation if it was spread out.

But King Yong'an didn't think so, and he was bent on Boyan's life and damaging Nan'an's men. immediately set a time to fight to the death with Bo Yan.

Tournament Arena.

"Lord Bo is so majestic." Nan'an smiled: "If you dare to argue with King Yong'an in person, you are still the only one." ”

Bo Yan glanced at King Yong'an in front of him and said, "It's just that I don't like people to look down on me." ”

King Yong'an took the first step to pull out his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at Bo Yan: "You, draw your sword." ”

"Has anyone ever taught the prince that it is very impolite to point a sword at a person." Bo Yan drew his sword out of the sheath and pulled King Yong'an's sword away: "Lord Wang, I have offended." ”

Nan An looked at the sword that was the ghost sword he had given out, and he was overjoyed. It seems that this ghost sword really pleases Bo Yan.

In the martial arts arena, the two fought inseparably. But it is obvious that King Yong'an is more than one grade behind Boyan.

King Yong'an's moves have too many tricks, and they are good-looking, but compared to Bo Yan's sharp sword moves, they are not lethal at all. And Bo Yan's sword is fierce and deadly.

Because of his identity, Bo Yan made a move to leave nine points of strength, and he didn't want to really come to King Yong'an's life.

But the change also came at this time.

King Yong'an suddenly took a step back and threw out three poison darts. The poison dart carried the wind and went straight to the point of Boyan.

Bo Yan's gaze at King Yong'an changed, and he shot a poison dart with a smile, and stabbed King Yong'an in the throat with his sword. King Yong'an thought that those three poison darts would kill Bo Yan, so he didn't take any precautions at all.

"The prince's life, Bo is not interested in asking for it, so this sword is off by three points." Bo Yan looked at King Yong'an's shoulder stabbed by the sword, and said lightly: "If the prince wants to compete with Bo next time, Bo is afraid that he will be interested in the life of the prince." ”

Bo Yan took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood from the sword. The blood-stained ghost sword seemed to be even more demonic, and the sword body reflected the sunlight, and there was light flowing through.

He threw the blood-stained handkerchief to the ground and turned away from the arena.

"This sword is really good." Nanan smiled and narrowed her eyes.

King Yong'an returned to the Yong'an Palace's mansion angrily, and threw the eye-catching tea cup on the table to the ground with a gloomy face: "Bo Yan, you wait." ”

"The prince is angry." Zheng Feng also saw this and said: "Bo Yan is old, I'm afraid he won't live for a few days." Right, my lord. ”

Without waiting for King Yong'an to speak, Zheng Feng also said to himself: "This person is old, but any illness can kill him." ”