After Shen Qingchen came out of the Nanwu room, he beckoned Sihai to start packing up the things he was going to take to Kyoto, and he had to load two carriages before he stopped.

Xiao Yan came from the front hall with a stack of ledgers, and when she saw the two small mountain-like carriages in the courtyard, she couldn't help but gasp. Turning his head to look at the man who was leaning on the side and pointing at the country with his fingers crossed, he secretly scolded himself in his heart, with so many things, wouldn't it be better for you to just move from the human settlement to Kyoto?!

However, slander is slander, and superficial articles still have to be done.

Xiao Yan walked over to him with a smile and leaned over to salute: "Third Prince Shen, I've heard of the name for a long time." Little girl Xiao Yan, I will be in charge after I leave the human settlement, and I hope that my seniors will give me more advice. ”

"Nature is here to teach you." Shen Qingchen looked at her condescendingly, and said with a slight threat, "Xiao Yan, you'd better settle down, if something goes wrong with the human settlement, I won't spare you." ”

Xiao Yan saw his appearance of protecting his shortcomings, and chuckled: "Shen Sangongzi can rest assured, the little girl doesn't dare to say anything else, but there has never been a mess in this business." As for you, just follow your aunt to Kyoto! ”

When Shen Qingchen heard this, the curvature of his eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill gradually rose in his eyes.

And Xiao Yan didn't let it go, a pair of Danfeng eyes were slightly picked, and the bottom of her eyes was full of fierceness.

When Sihai walked over, what he saw was the appearance of the two of them glaring angrily, and the swords were raging. He frowned and leaned over, and coughed, "What are you two doing standing here?" ”

"Don't you see?" Xiao Yan squinted her eyes and smiled lightly, and said to Sikaidao, "The little girl is discussing her experience with the former steward of the house." ”

Sihai laughed dryly and looked at Shen Qingchen: "Really? ”

Shen Qingchen glanced at him, nodded, and said seriously: "Naturally." ”

Sihai thought it was strange to see these two people, but he couldn't do it, so he had to smile and say, "You two go on, continue to ......"

With that, he bypassed the two and walked quickly towards Nanwu's house.

He knocked on the door twice with his fingers, and only then pushed the door softly when he heard a "enter" from inside.

In the room, Nan Wu held a pen and stood in front of the desk, holding his breath and concentrating, not knowing what he was tracing.

Sihai hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "Auntie, the noble person who climbed up with Miss Zhang has news......

"Oh? Who is it? Nan Wu asked quietly.

"It's a son surnamed Ning, a ...... from Kyoto."

Nan Wu heard the sound and his hand was beaten, and a drop of ink fell on the rice paper, and he became a ball. She frowned slightly, simply put down the pen, raised her head and looked at him: "The surname is Ning?" ”

"Yes, it is called the Thirteenth Master."

Nan Wu's eyes darkened slightly, and he muttered, "Ning Thirteen......"

There is only one Ning Mansion in Kyoto, so this person must have something to do with Aning. Xu is his nephew, and Xu is a later junior.

At this time, Nan Wu didn't expect that in the days that followed, she would have endless entanglements with Ning Shisanhui......

In Kyoto, in the palace, Sun Qi stood under the hall, his eyelids drooping, and he was returning to Emperor Chu Yuan in 1510: "Sage, the lower official has met with Nanwu." Regarding her previous news, I'm afraid there are a few things that are not true......"

"Tell me, what is not true?" Emperor Chu Yuan threw the cinnabar pen in his hand into the pen wash, making a muffled sound, and then put it away, looking at him condescendingly.

Sun Qi was a little flustered by his gaze, took two deep breaths, and then continued: "Sage, that Nanwu is not as legendary as she is, she has no invulnerability ability......

"Oh?" Emperor Chu Yuan's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a hint of interest in his expression, "You have to speak more carefully." ”

Sun Qi replied yes and said: "Nanwu has an injury on his hand, and the lower official saw it with his own eyes, saying that he was assassinated by an assassin in Princess Ling's villa a few days ago, and he was injured on his hand, and he did have an extremely deep wound on his palm......"

After speaking, he glanced up at Emperor Chu Yuan, saw that his eyes were cold, and quickly lowered his head: "Also, there is still ...... The rumored technique of resurrecting the dead is just a rumor. Pingyang Hou said that this Nanwu is just a goddess with yin and yang eyes, and the lower officials also feel that Hou Ye's statement is very reasonable......"

"That's it, Sun Aiqing, you go down first!" Emperor Chu Yuan held back his impatience, looked at him deeply, and waved at him.

"The subordinate obeys."

Sun Qi got the order, hurriedly said goodbye, respectfully retreated, went out of the door of the imperial study, and hurriedly walked towards the palace gate, while walking, he also raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

Emperor Chu Yuan stood under the corridor, looking at his back as he left, and narrowed his eyes.

"Li Defu, do you think what Master Sun said is true?"

Gonggong Li lowered his head and responded: "The slave is confused, and he can't hear how much is true or false. ”

"Huh." Emperor Chu Yuan sneered, "Since you can't hear it, then invite people to the eyes of Gu and Gu himself to discern it." ”

After that, he handed the secret decree he had prepared earlier to Gonggong Li: "Send someone to Huacheng, and invite the person back unscathed." ”

"The old slave obeys." Gonggong Li took the secret decree with both hands, and a moment of darkness flashed in his always obedient eyes.

The attendant of the herald rode on a fast horse to Hanajo, and in an alley in Kyoto, a gray-white barefoot pigeon landed on the railing under the porch.

He cooed twice, and was grabbed by a slender hand.

The owner of the hand neatly removed the letter from the pigeon's feet, threw it casually, and the pigeon flapped its wings and flew towards the sky.

"There's a letter from the palace?" A woman in a dark dress approached and asked.

The man nodded, and handed the secret letter to the person behind him: "That holy decree has already left the palace, and my aunt is afraid that she will enter Beijing soon." Liu Yi, you and I have to prepare as soon as possible......"

Liu Yi nodded solemnly, and then seemed to think of something, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips, and gently touched the people around him with his arm: "Eight wilderness, you said that this time, will the prince come with his aunt?" ”

"No, it won't." Bahuang glanced at her and said lightly.

Liu Yi frowned, tilted his head, and looked puzzled: "Why is this?" Didn't my aunt send the third prince to invite him, could it be that the prince is still pretending to be reserved?! ”

"What do you think!" Bahuang glanced at her helplessly, and explained, "Dongyi is in chaos right now, although the prince has recovered his identity, but the government is in the hands of the queen mother and Zuo Xiang, now is the time of dire trouble, where is the kung fu to come to Kyoto to be a flower messenger for my aunt?" ”

"That's right." Liu Yina said, "I heard that the prince's sister is still imprisoned in the cold palace......

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