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, his eyes looked at the luxurious and unusually large bed in the distance, frowning slightly, the old woman covered with a thin silk quilt on it was the Queen Mother?

He didn't have time to sigh too much, nor did he express the boring fantasy that history might change in his own hands, but calmly walked away, walked to the side of the bed, and did not look 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 plank under the bed with his palm, the wood was excellent wood, but his behavior at this time was a little weird.

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 opened in from the side, the blade broke through the wood silently, and the queen mother on the bed turned over. The old man muttered something. Fan Xian's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it, he still operated 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 it was very simple and lucky to see that kind of thing.

There were no jewels or silver tickets in the compartment, only a white cloth. A letter. And also...... 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 put the key in his bosom and slid out.

Moments later, he reappeared under the palace walls.

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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. ”

"Don't worry, sir. It was a borrowed Privy Council car, and no one dared to stop it, and no one knew. ”

"Good. Fan Xian's mind relaxed slightly, half leaning back on his seat, his brows furrowed, today he first faked wine and made poetry, and then he wanted to visit the palace at night. It was a great loss of his spirit.

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. On the small wooden table were many metal tools that the two of them did not recognize. Glowing faintly in the light, the owner of the tool was a middle-aged man who looked a little old. His face was iron-black, but he smiled innocently.

Locksmith is a profession and a title, but this middle-aged man called a locksmith is not just because of this, his name is a locksmith, so you can know the extent of his craftsmanship.

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 silver 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 smiled slightly and asked, "What do you think you do?"

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 gold dust tools, and then sending this locksmith to the south to stay for a while, Fan Xian put his mind at ease and re-embarked on the road to re-enter the palace.

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Re-entering 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 a palace, it was possible for him to walk freely, and he walked under the corridor, relying on the nocturnal skills of the two dark masters, Wuzhu and Fei Jie, and approached Guangxin Palace with great difficulty, and even passed by a palace maid who yawned profusely on the way.

The lights in the Guangxin Palace are still there, obviously there are people inside, the Guangxin Palace of the independent courtyard is not mixed with 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 cylinder, Fan Xian's spiritual true qi loss today was too great, and he couldn't help but be a little upset, so after climbing up, he looked a little hard, and carefully went to the roof of Guangxin Palace, not daring to boldly uncover the tile and peep, but squinted his eyes to find the Ming tile that was extremely difficult to find in the glazed tile.

Maybe it's his luck is too good, the roof of the palace doesn't need Mingwa, but the eldest princess is a person who likes to enter the room by daylight, so Fan Xian found a choice, squatted down very carefully, lowered his head, and ensured the stability of every simple movement, 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 really lucky.

......

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

As His Majesty's dearest sister, she naturally doesn't need to be seduced by beauty, and she is seventy years old in front of this person, and before tonight, she is known as the world's number one moral essay master, and she is not a character who can be seduced by sex.

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 spring, and said softly and timidly: "I want everyone Zhuang to trample that Fan Xian to the ground, so that he can stay in Kyoto without face, can everyone Zhuang do it?"