In the house of Ming Hyun in the west city of the imperial capital Wuyoucheng.

Ye Qinglin shook his arms and walked alone in the garden.

Du Jian and Qin Shuyu followed far behind, and as soon as Ye Qinglin turned his head and swept his gaze, they would immediately become invisible, hiding under trees or among flowers like ostriches.

That night, the wind was high and the night was cold, and there was only a thick shadow in the dark moon, and there were no chickens and dogs barking, only the whirring wind and the sound of swords colliding with each other.

Ye Qinglin and his three followers fought with a group of black-clothed men outside the city.

The two entourages rescued another brother who was injured and fell off the horse and rolled out of the circle, and turned around to see Ye Qinglin's horse on the empty back, shocked, and didn't care about the few black-clothed people behind him who rushed away and didn't die, and flew to Ye Qinglin's horse.

In front of the horse, Ye Qinglin, who was dressed in white, knelt on one knee, the knife was stuck in the soil, and his hands tightly held the handle of the knife, supporting his body.

Hearing the sound of the wind breaking through his clothes behind him, Ye Qinglin pulled out the knife that went deep into the ground with difficulty, and without turning his head, he slashed behind him with a swing of the knife, fortunately, the two entourages flashed quickly, otherwise at this moment, they would have been slashed by their master.

Ye Qinglin's eyes were red, thinking that the people who came behind him were those people in black, and he almost killed his own people, until the two entourages shouted: "Big Prince!" Ye Qinglin came back to his senses.

Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground!

One of the entourages came over to help Ye Qinglin, and the other quickly went to deal with the remaining injured black-clothed people, who originally wanted to catch a living mouth and return to the city, but when the entourage passed, the black-clothed people who were seriously injured and couldn't walk had already wiped their necks.

There are signs that can go out of the city at night, but you can't open the city gate to enter the city, and only the 800-mile expedited post envoy has the preferential treatment of entering the city at night, in order to prevent spies from sneaking into the city while it is dark.

The cold wind was blowing, and the two entourages had no choice but to help Ye Qinglin and another injured brother under the city wall, choose a sheltered place, and wait until dawn to open the city gate, and then hurriedly return to the house in Xicheng Minghun.

When Ye Qinglin was helped into the house, he was already unconscious, which frightened Du Jian and Qin Shuyu, and hurriedly sent someone to call Lang Zhong, and after a careful inspection, he didn't find much of a wound, just some small injuries outside the skin, Ye Qinglin fainted.

After sleeping for a day and a night, he couldn't even wake up, didn't eat or drink, Du Jian and Qin Shuyu were both worried and sighed in front of the couch, this eldest son, for his son, was sad day and night, so he would go out to vent in this way, and the two had to take turns guarding the front of the couch to let him sleep peacefully.

It's been two days, Ye Qinglin can be a little energetic, his muscles are sore, he wants to move his muscles and bones in the garden, Du Jian and Qin Shuyu follow far behind like a fart, Ye Qinglin doesn't like to let people see his sore and stiff body, especially his neck, he has to turn his upper body together to twist it, and there is no time when the stiff neck will fall like this, but those two uninteresting ones are sneakily following behind to watch the play, and when he turns around, Du Jian and Qin Shuyu hide themselves under the trees and in the grass!

"Are you two idle?" Ye Qinglin glanced at them.

"Ah......?" Du Jian and Qin Shuyu walked out of the bushes where they were hiding and glanced at each other awkwardly.

"So idle, did Xue Jinwu find out over there?" Ye Qinglin frowned.

"Uh...... Xue Jin Wu entered the palace after we left his house, and he hasn't come out yet, where he often moves, we have already laid down eyeliner, as long as there is any abnormal movement, we can arrest people immediately, and we will report to the eldest prince at any time! Du Jian touched the back of his head and smiled stupidly.

"Where's the Zhen Clan? Is it still in the imperial capital? ”

"The Zhen clan went out of the city this morning, in the direction of Ningyang City, and it is estimated that they want to go back." Qin Shuyu was in charge of staring at the Zhen clan and hurriedly stepped forward to reply.

"Send a message to Ningyang City and send Laifu to the imperial capital!" Laifu has too many secrets, and he has not been able to find out so far, Ye Qinglin feels that it is necessary to get him over to "talk"!

"Yes!" The two replied at the same time.

After receiving the dispatch, Du Jian and Qin Shuyu hurriedly went out to work.

Ye Qinglin looked at the backs of the two of them, knowing that they were nervous, afraid that they would make a mistake, and would rather be scolded than follow behind, this is the friendship that has been fought for many years, they are not only for the silver to support their families, but every subordinate is desperate to hand over their lives to him.

And he, now he has to think carefully about the road he wants to take in the future, he can't let his brothers who were born and died have been licking blood from the knife, and it is difficult to return home, so he must give them a stability.

Xue Jin didn't have anything to want, he couldn't go to Myeonghyun to ask for it, because Myunghyun didn't have it!

The secret recipe in Xue Jin's mouth is very mysterious, but it is not too mysterious.

The so-called secret recipe is just a handwritten letter left by Emperor Wu of the first emperor, not a secret edict, just a method of making something.

It is rumored that Lord Shen, the secretary of the military department who fought the world with Emperor Wu, developed a thing, and after researching it, he did not dare to use it privately, so he wrote down the production process and presented it to Emperor Wu. ”

Lord Shen was shocked and helpless, this thing was something he spent ten years working on, Emperor Wu's words made his ten years of hard work in vain, so he had to put the paper close to the candle with tears in his eyes, the king's order cannot be violated, the emperor let it be burned, how dare he not burn it?

Lord Shen was thirteen years old and followed Emperor Wu to fight in the east and west, and laid down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the two were like brothers in private, at this time, Emperor Wu saw that Lord Shen was so sad and reluctant, and sighed for a long time, so he had to let him stay.

Emperor Wu is already old, afraid that once this thing is produced in large quantities, no one can control it after his immortals, and he is afraid of chaos in the world, and now he sees that his brother who was born and died is full of sorrow, so he has to say that since it has been developed, it is arranged by God, and it cannot be used to prevent the progress of civilization in the world, but he is afraid that this handwritten book will fall into the hands of unscrupulous people, and it will not be possible to use it to seize his Wei family in the future, so he will recompile the complete secret recipe into a poem, so as to hide, if someone can really see the essence in the future, solve the secret of this poem and then develop it, That person must not be a thing that has lived in the pool for a long time, there is such a person, the world will be his sooner or later, and this secret recipe will be carried forward in his hands, which is understandable.

Emperor Wu wrote the secret recipe hidden in the poem handbook divided into two halves, half of it was sandwiched in the scroll and handed over to the prince at that time, that is, today's emperor, literally, if no one reminds him, this half of the handbook will only be treated as an ordinary poem, Emperor Wu did not tell the prince what this handwritten book meant, only said that this book was given to his prince, let the prince teach well, and when the prince grows up, give the book to the prince.

The battle in the harem was too fierce, and Emperor Wu had no choice but to hand over the scroll to Taifu!

Emperor Wu wrote a letter to his family on the back of the other half's handwritten letter to cover it up, and then sent it out to someone from a certain royal family, and no one knows which nobleman it was written to.

Taifu didn't know it back then, so he copied the upper part of the handwritten book in the scroll, and he was right with Youyin, the emperor's ink treasure, everyone in the world likes to show off.

And in the second half of the book, no one has known the whereabouts.

This is what Xue Jin did not hesitate to hand over with Ye Qinglin's son, Ye Qinglin heard Xue Jinwu's meaning that night, and knew that Xue Jin Wu had unlocked the first half of the book that the prince and the prince had promoted, and now he wanted the other half, and the dead eunuch suspected that Ming Hyun had it, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he caught Ye Qinglin's attention.

Myeonghyun didn't! Ye Qinglin can be sure of this!

What he doesn't understand is that Minghyun is not a prince, because Emperor Wei Wen has no son at all! Why does Xue Jin think that Myeonghyun has!

And he, Ye Qinglin, is just Myunghyun's brother, Xue Jin doesn't want to use his brains on him so much, what does Xue Jin have to infer that the other half of the handbook has something to do with Myunghyun?

Promise Xue Jin Wu's condition, it is nothing more than to stabilize him and buy time for himself to find Bao'er secretly, if he can't find it, then he will have to make a fake second half of the book for Xue Jin Wu, of course, Xue Jin Wu is such an old and cunning eunuch, it must not be so easy to deceive, so this can only be a strategy that has nothing to do.

As for Xue Jinwu's son, Ye Qinglin knew, but he couldn't say it.

He couldn't tell!

An entourage came to the garden and gave Ye Qinglin a letter, which was a four-hundred-mile rush from Minghyun.

Myeonghyun said the latest situation in the letter, and planned to suppress the bandits in the near future, and asked Ye Qinglin how his private affairs were handled, and said that although he could deal with it with peace of mind, he didn't have to go to Kawaguchi County in a hurry.

Ye Qinglin was depressed in his heart, if he really let him deal with personal affairs with peace of mind, Minghyun would not send this four-hundred-mile expedited letter, obviously hoping that he would rush back to Chuankou County immediately, thinking about it, of course, Minghyun can't be blamed for this, it is indeed inconvenient for him to run around, it is too attention-grabbing, so it is natural for Minghyun to want him to go to Chuankou County to preside over the overall situation.

There is an extremely important place for them, everything they have been busy in the past few years, the important thing is there, the original secret place to sit back and relax, now it is about to be exposed to the blue sky, Myeonghyun's anxiety is reasonable.

In the past, when the copper mine was not discovered, it was calm there, and no one would pay attention to it, Ye Qinglin never had to set foot there, and he didn't even ask what the place name of that place was, the wilderness, half of the population was not there, and he only needed to send someone to work there, until the owner of the village Minghyun went there to inspect and be hunted down on a whim, and then he began to be vigilant, and now, the main soldiers and horses were sent over, and he was secretly prepared, Ye Qinglin naturally could not continue to be leisurely as before.

Although the place is rightfully circled, but it has already made others smell it, naturally there will be people watching it, and they may make a move at any time, so it seems that the affairs of the rest of the places are not so important, and the most dangerous is the two rivers mouth.