Nanyan nodded, pretending to be deep:

"Do you have a solution?"

Qi Yao looked at Nanyan:

"Do you need it? You're probably done, right? ”

Nanyan rolled him angrily:

"If you're idle, let's have two more rounds?"

Qi Yao's face changed immediately, he didn't want to lose that little private money to Nanyan.

"Uh...... It's late at night, and I don't stay for a long time and say goodbye. ”

Watching him leave in a gloomy manner, Nanyan snorted coldly and went back to the house to rest.

Before dawn, the right minister set off with a few retinues.

Lan Yukui and Helian Jue watched the carriage leave.

The clatter of horses' hooves, echoing through the empty streets, seemed extremely lonely.

The people in the house were almost finished overnight,

Lan Yukui still had to take care of Helian Yunfeng and Helian Hao, so she sighed a few times and cheered up to get busy.

Helian Jue sat quietly in the front hall.

I was very anxious.

It was indeed abrupt to hand over the future of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion to a stranger, but at this time, he was weak and had no choice but to wait.

The morning glow on the horizon was red, driving away the cold in the hearts of many people on the street.

The cries were endless, and it didn't look any different than ever.

The sound of hurried horses' hooves came from far and near, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

It's a carriage, or it's from the Right Prime Minister's House.

The key thing is that the groom was covered in blood, and his mouth kept shouting:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

The people around them hurriedly dodged in fright, and when the carriage passed, they tacitly began to talk to each other.

"What's going on?"

"I saw with my own eyes this carriage that I was sitting in when I left in the morning, I'm afraid that I didn't encounter bandits?"

"I don't think so, I'm afraid it's not, the lord of the country ......"

"Shhhh Don't talk nonsense, don't want your head anymore? Scattered, scattered! ”

……

Before the early dynasty was dissolved, Murong Zhu seemed to be in a good mood, holding his chin, watching the ministers arguing over trivial matters.

"Report!"

This voice made the noisy hall, for a moment, fall silent.

Murong Zhu frowned:

"Hustle."

Anxiously breaking into the main hall was Xiangjing's great Sima Gao Yuchi.

The commander who is in charge of public security in Beijing.

"The lord of the country, as soon as the right minister went out to the capital for ten miles, he was assassinated, although the people in the house desperately brought him back, the imperial doctor has gone, at present, life and death are unknown."

This news caused the ministers to gasp continuously.

They secretly looked at each other, tacitly suspecting, this must have been done by Murong Zhu.

The latter's face sank:

"Didn't find the killer?"

Gao Yuchi said abruptly:

"When the minister rushed over, there was no trace of the assassin, and no clues were left."

He can't be blamed for that.

Murong Zhu didn't send a single reliable escort to the right minister.

He was lucky to come back alive.

Murong Zhu's expression became more and more solemn:

"It's all gone, Gao Yuchi, investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Yes!"

Everyone left, and Fu Xiao stayed very consciously.

Murong Zhu said lightly:

"Do you think that the right minister did this by himself, or did someone deliberately prevent him from leaving the capital?"

Fu Xiao lowered his eyes:

"At least it shouldn't have been done by the left minister."

Murong Zhu pretended not to know, and played with the jade pendant on his waist:

"How so?"

"The minister has just observed Xi Xiwei, and the surprise on his face does not seem to be fake."

This Murong Zhu also saw it.

To say that in the past, Qian Xiwei may wish that the right minister would return to the west as soon as possible, but now, if the right minister is gone, Fu Xiao will inevitably be one step closer to the position of prime minister.

This is something that he never wants to see.

Therefore, it is reasonable that he will use a trick to get the right minister back.