The last sentence 'act cheaply' is the emperor's permission. The man's expression was serious, "If Si Yao has any dissatisfaction, he can wait for the emperor to inquire after the emperor arrives today." ”

"But—"

Before Bai Ling finished speaking, there was a fierce sound of hand-to-hand combat in the backyard of the small courtyard.

The two brocade guards reacted almost immediately, quickly drawing their swords and running towards the backyard, Bai Ling following closely - but when they arrived, there was only a man in a black robe, curled up in pain on the ground.

His weapon was cut in two and landed not far from him, blood gushing down his right shoulder.

The man's face was fierce with pain.

"Become an adult!" Almost immediately, the two brocade guards stepped forward and lifted the man in black into the air.

"Leave me alone, go after me!" The injured gritted his teeth and said, "In the northeast, Wu Yan and Sea Buckthorn have already chased over, hurry up and send people to support, don't let the two of them act alone-"

Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Fourteen managed to escape.

The brocade guards who had been quietly lurking around the courtyard all appeared at this moment, and everyone jumped up and rushed away in the direction pointed out by the injured man.

Bai Ling turned to leave, but the man from before immediately blocked her way.

"Bai Siyao, the matter has come to this, you should stay in this courtyard all the time, we will send someone to protect your safety, so that when Wei Fourteen returns, he will hurt you."

Bai Ling glanced at him, "...... Is this part of your bargain again? ”

"It's for your sake." The man said softly, "Actually, I can understand that Wei Fourteen has been by Si Yao's side for so long, which must make you feel very trusted, but his true face, Si Yao, you still don't know——"

"Ridiculous," Bai Ling laughed, "I know more about Fourteen's true face than you combined. ”

"Maybe." The man didn't argue, but the other brocade guards had already heard the news and blocked the exit of the small courtyard.

He looked at Bai Ling condescendingly, "But you'd better not go anywhere, after all, the emperor is worried about the safety of Si Yao, if something really happens, the heads of the people in our courtyard will fall to the ground." ”

"I don't care if your heads don't fall to the ground, get out of the way for me now," Bai Ling said softly, "because the place I'm going to now is the Heart Cultivation Palace." ”

The Jinyi Wei led by him hesitated slightly.

Bai Ling looked at him, "Between me and the emperor, there is still one last lesson that has not been finished. If you are delayed because of your actions today...... Tomorrow, you have to take off this skin and go to the north gate of Pingjing to sweep the city wall, believe it or not? ”

After a slow breath, the man slowly stepped out of the way.

As he gave in, the brocade guards behind him also retreated to both sides.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Ling walked out of the courtyard empty-handed.

"Follow." The Jinyi guard, who was the leader, made a gesture to the nearby entourage, and the four of them quickly lined up and followed.

He turned around again and said to his subordinates, "I also have to go to the Heart Cultivation Hall and tell the emperor about Fang Cai, Lord Han, you go and spread the word." ”

"Yes!"

……

Qin Garden. Heng Yuanjun's side court.

In just one night, his desk was already filled with all sorts of letterheads and case files—all of which were information that Han Chong had collected for more than a month.

Some of them were notes and observations that Han Chong recorded in his impermanent book on a daily basis, and some were copies of documents retrieved from Beizhen Fusi.

For all officials in the capital, regardless of their identity, Jinyiwei has their own stalking, the higher the status, the more sensitive the identity, and the more detailed the stalking.

When did an adult write an anti-poem, or occasionally brought out a sentence or two when chatting with someone, Jin Yiwei recorded all of them.

There was so much information that few of them would look through it except for the person who recorded it, and the brocade guards were just diligently collecting and sorting it out—for most courtiers, it was dangerous and deadly information that might not be disclosed for the rest of their lives.

However, once there is an edict to focus on investigating someone's bad deeds, Jin Yiwei can immediately weave a large number of charges.

At this point, the officials of the criminal department are out of reach.

And these records on Heng Yuanjun's desk at this moment are the bits and pieces of Bai Ling's whereabouts in the past three years-

For example, on a certain day, a certain month, and a certain day, Bai Ling met with an adult for more than an hour, where, and by what chance......

Where did Bai Ling buy something, who did he visit, and what did he give......

On one night, which theater did Bai Ling go to alone, which play he watched, where did he laugh, and when did he cry......

All of this is vivid.

Heng Yuanjun threw some special notes and manuscripts in different places.

These large and small sets of papers and rolls were arranged in a chaotic circle in the very center of the empty room.

His gaze moved from one place to another, searching for clues.

Until this moment, he probably understood why Han Chong would say that he couldn't find a flaw no matter what—because, it was too ordinary.

It's just too ordinary.

Except for Bai Ling's gamble in the second year of Shengming, everything else is basically the daily life of ordinary people.

But that gamble is also traceable - after Chen Yicong and Bai Yi went north together, she no longer entered the palace, and could only stay at home every day, bored and had nothing to do.

In the three months before the gamble, Bai Ling was basically addicted to the book collection in the bookstore every day, and he also spent money to buy some rouge gouache, but he didn't need to buy it, he just put it there to fall into the dust.

There are also some silks, some pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and some knick-knacks that girls like...... In short, a lot of money was spent.

These details of life made Heng Yuanjun laugh.

During those seven months, Bai Ling couldn't enter the palace, so naturally he couldn't come to him to play chess, so he was also very bored, and he could only play chess with himself every day.

He also remembers this past very clearly.

So skip over here and keep looking.

As Heng Yuanjun pondered and pondered over and over again, his brows gradually furrowed. He tried to peel out a missing thread from it—Bai Ling, who refused to walk gently into that good night, could not have lived so peacefully.

Admittedly, even if Bai Ling really didn't have a plan to escape, his other plan was already ready.

But Heng Yuanjun still has a bit of playfulness, looking for clues that he is sure of.

"Are you going to let me down, Bai Ling."

He muttered to a patch of paper.

……

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Bai Ling was blocked at the entrance of the hall for the first time.

No matter how she tried to fight for it, there was always only one sentence that Lu Dou passed on to her, "The emperor is busy at this time, really busy, Si Yao, you go back and wait." ”

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