After drinking the tea in Li Cong's cup, Agung gave a general account of the events of the past two days. Because he didn't dare to make a judgment on the details, he had to tell Li Cong in 1510 and wait for him to figure it out.

"Zhang Shuo," he said softly, muttering the name, and said coldly, "This strategist of the regent has been heard of in this palace. It is said that the art of war and strategy are all perfect, and he has made great contributions on the battlefield. ”

Agung listened quietly.

Li Cong's expression was cold, and he continued: "However, according to the temperament of the regent, he should disdain to assassinate this palace. Of course, assassinating Hongu would not do him any good. But if Zhang Shuo did this, there must be a reason. You go to check, look at his family background, teacher inheritance, this palace wants to see, what kind of person is this. ”

Agung nodded his head and said, "Those assassins who died in the inn ......"

"Defeat should be the practice of a dead man. Jing Zhaoyin happened to have nothing to do recently, and so many people died, enough for them to be busy for a while. Leave your whereabouts clean and leave it alone. ”

Agung replied yes, and said, "Your Highness asked the princess to investigate the princess last time......

"How?" Li Cong's eyes showed some warmth, and he raised his head and said.

Agung was stunned for a moment because of this warmth before he replied: "The humble position is guaranteed by her life, and the crown princess did not learn any martial arts when she was in Su Mansion. ”

It wasn't hard to investigate Su Qiang, after all, the secret agents they had placed in Shangshu Mansion had been squatting for more than ten years. Su Qiang is only a teenager, and although she has recorded few things, she can see her head at a glance.

"That's weird." Li Cong's finger was against his forehead, and he frowned slightly: "This time, she killed the assassin with her own strength, and she is familiar with the healing of external injuries, so she seems to be used to doing these things." If you haven't learned it since you were a child, is it possible that you were born with it? ”

Agung nodded and agreed, "It's indeed possible. ”

"What could be?" Li Cong's hand slapped on the bed and reprimanded: "This palace has heard of people who are born to be literate, who are born to understand Taoism and witchcraft, and this is the first time I have heard of kung fu." And those who are born to be literate are most likely secretly raised. Those who are born with witchcraft are a group of people who play tricks. There will be no natural kung fu. It must be that we have missed something and have not found out, you will find out again! ”

Agung hurriedly replied, his face flushed.

Li Cong looked at him like that, didn't reprimand again, and said in a harmonious voice: "That Wei Huailin, are you back?" ”

Wei Huailin, the deputy marshal of the Nandi counterinsurgency, personally wrote a document and reported it to the imperial court after Cui Wange's death, saying that Cui Wange fell into a trap and died.

Li Cong threatened Su Qiang's life to make the regent Li Zhang transfer Wei Huailin back from the south.

If you want to know the real cause of Cui Wange's death, you can only start with Wei Huailin.

"I'll be in Beijing tomorrow." Agung Road.

Nandi is far away from the capital, but he is not slow.

Li Cong's fingers rubbed on his forehead for a moment, and said coldly: "Very good, then see you tomorrow." ”

Wei Huailin......

Su Qiang, who was eavesdropping outside the window, straightened her body and felt a chill from her back to the soles of her feet.

The axes and knives that fell on his body, the blood lines that pierced the gloomy sky. The cold sentence is that the court won't let you go back.

He's back!

How dare he come back!

Su Qiang's hands clenched in her sleeves, and she slowly left the windowsill and walked towards the side hall.

So, see you tomorrow.

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