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Zhang Jian asked, "You seem to be looking forward to it?" ”

"Aren't you looking forward to it?" Zhuo Yilan asked rhetorically.

"Nope! Not at all! Zhang Jian twisted Qingjun's eyebrows and couldn't help but think, "It's an eventful time, and he'll come back...... I'm afraid it won't be easy. ”

"Okay, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth."

“……”

The two of them discussed the matter of Dayi again.

According to Zhuo Yilan's cheeky proposal, he pretended to negotiate with Dayi, took a deposit first, and waited for Dayi to find out that he had been cheated afterwards, and the matter was already a foregone conclusion. Zhang Jian thought about it for a while, and then decided to shoot the case.

Now the two of them are eager to send the hot potato of Princess Dayi back. Who asked for the investigation of the poisoning, but there was no clue at all, not even the source of the poison.

This feels like the princess of Dayi taking poison herself.

Zhang Jian stood up, and when he was about to leave, he turned back and said, "Your Majesty, did you say that Princess Dayi originally wanted to play a bitter trick and accidentally overdid it...... After all, you are responsible for what she has to do. ”

The corners of Zhuo Yilan's mouth twitched, and then he said gloomily: "I can give her a marriage and let her marry the youngest and most promising prime minister in Xiao Kingdom." ”

“…… The minister didn't say anything. ”

Zhang Jianli straightened his sleeves and walked away calmly.

Zhuo Yilan: "......"

A courtier who doesn't want to make him feel better for a moment really wants to beat him up, what should I do?!

And at the time they chat.

Chu Lange went to Zhuo Mansion, asked for a horse, and went out of the city lightly.

Zhuo Yilan has not been to Zhuo Mansion once since he ascended the throne, so Zhuo Mansion has gradually lowered his profile in recent years and stepped out of the sight of the powerful. In fact, Zhuo Fu, who does not have a master, is not worth wasting manpower to pay attention to.

Otherwise, Chu Lange would not have gone to Zhuo Mansion.

Chu Lange went out of the city this time, wearing men's clothes and a hat at the same time, covering his face. Although she rarely walks in the capital in women's clothes, many people have seen her appearance in men's clothes.

When twilight came, I went to the teahouse under Puning Temple, pretending to be a passing guest to stay.

Chu Lange asked for the room, as long as you open the window, you can see the stone steps leading to the Puning Temple on the top of the mountain. Of course, Puning Temple is at the top of the mountain, and people can only smell the bells of the Zen temple at the foot of the mountain, and cannot see the temple.

This night, Chu Lange has been in the room.

At the beginning, I asked for a pot of wine and snacks for drinking, and I sat by the window all the time, paying attention to the situation outside the inn from time to time.

Chu Lange wanted to know, would that person appear tomorrow?

According to a normal person's thinking, that person should still be outside at the moment, and he will not have time to come back and take risks. It is estimated that 9 out of 10 people would think this way. However, that person is not an ordinary person, and normal people's thinking can no longer guess.

The more unlikely it is, the more likely it is.

Chu Lange sat in front of the window all night, and when the lights and candles were burned, she still didn't move her position.

At the same time.

Dead.

Puning Temple, the back hall of the Hall of Merit, is still full of faint lamps and candles. In the past, there would be no one in the time, but tonight there were still two monks guarding in front of the hall, looking at the door, and outsiders were not allowed to enter the back hall.

The most conspicuous tablet in front of the big Buddha statue has been lifted with a white cloth, and the tablet has been wiped clean.

Offerings are placed in front of the tablet, and incense candles are burned.

A tall man in a plain robe stood quietly in front of the tablet, silent.