Wuzhu entered the palace for the last time five days ago, and confirmed that the key was hidden somewhere in the Hanguang Palace, so Fan Xian first explored this place. Maybe it was too long, the Hanguang Hall where the Queen Mother lived was quiet and peaceful, the palace maids who kept vigil were also asleep, and the little eunuch who was in charge of the incense burner was also a little drowsy.

A faint aroma wafted by, and both the little eunuch and the palace maid fell asleep.

In the dim light, Fan Xian slipped into the dormitory along the relatively dark corner, looked at the luxurious and unusually large bed in the distance, and frowned slightly.

He didn't have time to sigh too much, and he didn't express the boring fantasies that history might change in his own hands, but calmly stepped forward and walked to the side of the bed, without looking at the woman on the bed, who was probably the most powerful woman in the world.

Calmness is the most important quality of Wuzhu and Fei Jie's Fan Xian.

There was no expected appearance of the latent master, in Fan Xian's plan in advance, he always thought that in the palace, it would definitely be like what Gu Long wrote, and there were always some invisible killers around the emperor and the queen mother who had not seen the light of day for a lifetime.

He didn't look at where the treasure might be hidden in the Hanguang Palace, but slid directly under the Queen Mother's bed, closed his eyes, and began to caress the wooden planks under the bed with his palms, the wood was excellent wood, but his behavior at this time was a little strange.

After a while, he opened his eyes in the darkness under the bed, and there was a flash of absurd joy in them.

He hid the nameless trick in the secret grid under the bed board in Tangzhou, and Mao Dongzhu also hid the forty-two chapters in the dark grid under the bed in the Lu Ding Ji, and the queen mother of Qingguo actually had a secret grid under the bed.

The human imagination, at some point, really seems very sour.

The dagger was gently forced, and it drove in from the side, and the blade broke through the wood silently, but the queen mother on the bed turned over, and the old man muttered a few words. Fan Xian's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard, he was still working steadily, and after a while, he took down the dark grid, and he didn't dare to reach out to rummage through it at this time, but his eyesight was very strong at night, so he saw that kind of thing very easily and fortunately.

There were no jewels or silver stamps in the compartment, only a white cloth, a letter, and ...... A key.

Fan Xian looked at the shape of the key, frowned slightly, and a very strange expression appeared on his face. He didn't take out the white cloth and the letter, but just took the key into his bosom and slid it out.

Moments later, he reappeared under the palace walls.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― got into the carriage and looked at Wang Qinian, Fan Xian said softly: "What I need is speed." ”

"Yes. Wang Qinian didn't know what the task was today, he only knew that he had to pick up the adults at this street entrance, and then go to see the person he invited back.

"I don't want anyone to know I'm in this carriage. ”

"Your Excellency, rest assured, this is a borrowed Privy Council car, and no one dares to stop it, and no one knows. ”

"Good. Fan Xian's mind relaxed slightly, half leaning back in his seat, his brows furrowed, today he first faked wine and made poetry, and then he was going to visit the palace at night, which caused a very big loss to his jīng god.

The car went to a certain courtyard, a courtyard that Fan Xian was completely unfamiliar with, the two got out of the car quietly, put on their hoods again, and walked directly to a secret room underground, Wang Qinian said in a muffled voice: "My lord, this is the locksmith." ”

In front of the two of them, there were many metal tools on the small wooden table that the two of them could not recognize, and they were faintly shining in the light, and the owner of the tools was a middle-aged man who looked a little honest, with an iron black face on his face, but he was smiling honestly.

Locksmith is a profession and a title, but this middle-aged man called locksmith is not only because of this, his name is locksmith, so you can know what kind of craftsmanship he has reached.

Fan Xian nodded and said to Wang Qinian, "You go out and wait." ”

Wang Qinian bowed his head and walked out of the secret room, he knew that there were some things that he would never know, and that was the safest.

"It is a matter of the interests of the country and the DPRK, and I ask you, in my capacity as a privy councilor, to contribute to the country. Fan Xian said to the locksmith calmly with the mask on his face.

The lock craftsman's heart sank, thinking of so many foreign missions coming to Beijing recently, he suddenly thought that he had guessed something, and hurriedly saluted, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Be fast, be accurate. Fan Xian took out the key from his belt, "It should be exactly the same." ”

The locksmith took it, looked at it carefully, and frowned: "There is no such lock in the world. ”

"I don't care, I just want you to copy this key. Can or can't?"

"It's hard, it's too complicated. Even if it is made in the exact same shape, no one can detect it, but I can't guarantee that the copied key will open the corresponding lock. ”

"Very good, start. Fan Xian felt a kind of surprise when he heard the reply, but his voice was still cold.

The locksmith was nervously copying the key, and from time to time there was a sound of grinding iron in the secret room, Fan Xian was also nervously looking at the door of the secret room, he didn't know how long Wuzhu could hold the old eunuch Hong, the place where the old eunuch Hong lived was too close to the Hanguang Palace, if the old eunuch Hong returned to the palace, it would be difficult to put the duplicate key back again.

Finally, the locksmith finished his work sweating profusely and handed the key in his hand to Fan Xian, who compared the two keys and found that the copied one was really identical, and even some rust spots left on it were almost indistinguishable. His mood finally relaxed, and he asked with a slight smile, "What did you do before?"

His face was covered in a black cloth, so the smile looked a little weird.

"Villain...... Be a thief. The locksmith was sweating profusely, not knowing what he was facing after completing such a mysterious job.

Fan Xian thought in his heart, it turned out to be a colleague, squinted at the remaining tools and molds on the table, frowned, walked to the table, snorted, and the domineering true qi in his body burst out, destroying all the molds in his hands into slag.

After telling Wang Qinian to destroy those metal tools, and then sending the locksmith to the south to stay for a while, Fan Xian put his mind at ease and set foot on the road to re-enter the palace.

――――――――――――――――――――――――― re-enter the Hanguang Palace, the sweet fragrance has faded, the night breeze is still light, and the peaceful and auspicious atmosphere is all over the palace. Fan Xian slid under the bed like a ghost, put back the copied key, took out the adhesive he was carrying, and rearranged the dark grid. Then he quietly withdrew from the palace.

I don't know how long it has been since the last more drum sounded, Fan Xian knew that it was time for him to leave. But at this moment, his eyes fell on a small courtyard on the other side of the palace. At that time, it was Guangxin Palace, where the eldest princess lived.

Fan Xian's actions today were perfectly arranged, if he didn't want to make trouble, he should leave the palace immediately, and then wait for the gradual fermentation of things. But I don't know if he was carried away by the joy of getting the key, or because of something, Fan Xian's next action was a little unexpected.

He believed that under the cover of darkness, even if it was as strict as the palace, there was also the possibility of walking by himself, and he walked along the corridor, relying on the night walking skills of the two dark masters, Wuzhu and Fei Jie, and approached the Guangxin Palace with great difficulty, and even passed by a palace maid who yawned on the way.

The lights in the Guangxin Palace are still there, obviously there are people inside, the Guangxin Palace with a separate courtyard is different from the other palaces in the palace, and there is a small wall outside the palace.

As the saying goes, all the rivers have come, and you are still afraid of this stinky ditch? Fan Xian knew that many peerless masters died at the hands of mediocre people in the end, so he carefully went around to the back of the palace, closed his eyes and calmed down, and climbed up along the thick pillars.

The palm print fell on the smooth column surface, and Fan Xianjin rìjīng's divine true qi was too depleted, and he couldn't help but feel a little bustle, so he looked a little hard after climbing up, and carefully went to the roof of Guangxin Palace, not daring to boldly uncover the tiles to peep, but squinted his eyes to find the Ming tiles that were extremely difficult to find in the glazed tiles.

Maybe it's his luck that the roof of the palace doesn't need a Ming tile, but the eldest princess is a person who likes the light of day to enter the room, so Fan Xian found a piece, squatted down very carefully, lowered his head, and ensured the stability of every simple action, so as not to make any sound.

Under the bright tile, the lights are not bright, but with Fan Xian's eyesight, he can still see and hear clearly. He narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had guessed correctly, and that he was lucky.

............ The eldest princess Li Yunrui reclined on the couch, her face was full of lazy sè, she looked charming and moving, she was only wearing a white sè coat, under the thin silk, her body curves were exposed, and there was a bit of youth in her maturity.

As the dearest sister of Her Majesty, she naturally does not need to be seduced by beauty, and the person in front of her is seventy years old, and before tonight, she is known as the world's number one moral essay master, and she is not a horn sè who can be seduced by sè.

Zhuang Mohan coughed twice: "After the foreign ministers are done, I hope the eldest princess will live up to the agreement." ”

The eldest princess played with the fake scroll that she had spent a lot of money on, smiled, the room was full of chūn, and said in a soft and timid voice: "I want everyone Zhuang to trample that Fan Xian to the ground, so that he will have no face to stay in Kyoto, can everyone Zhuang do it?"