As the morning light lit up, walking in the queue, the sleepy and tired officials looked up, feeling that the road ahead was far away.

When they went out first, Lu Yizhi stopped in Xincheng, they felt that they were too close, and they should go out again, it was difficult to come out of such a leisurely and beneficial errand.

At this moment, I only hate to go too far on the return trip, why haven't I returned to the capital for a day and a night? Why stop to eat, drink, and rest?

"I don't care if you don't eat me, the horses must rest." The commander of Wei Du said angrily, and ordered to rest on the spot, and of course martial law was also imposed on all sides.

Although it is said to go far, but in the end it is still in the hinterland of the Central Plains, not a desolate border, there are many pedestrians on the road just after dawn, although it is said that martial law, it is impossible to cut off the road, can only not let people approach.

Blocking people can't block the sight, passers-by looked at it with surprise and curiosity, pointing and talking about speculation, and they couldn't look at it for too long, and soon the forbidden army drove them away, and the passers-by scattered in a hurry.

The horses began to rest, eat forage, drink water, and regain their spirits, and the people began to eat and drink, but the food was tasteless and listless.

In order to keep it secret, Lu Yizhi's body and the unconscious Miss Xiahou were both hidden in the car, but the seven stars were not hidden, but in the prisoner car, with chains and visible to everyone.

Zhang Yuan was also among them, with chains tied around his arms, as if he was also a prisoner.

At this time, the two of them each nibbled on dry food.

Zhang Yuan's gaze withdrew from the scattered passers-by: "Is there an ink disciple here?"

He looked at Qixing's hand in front of him, studying her gestures.

"Are you gesturing to the ink disciples?"

"Yes." Seven Stars nodded, "Don't worry, they're gone."

So happy to admit it, and say rest assured? Zhang Yuan looked at her: "What, why don't you arrange for everyone to rescue you?"

Seven Stars smiled, "I don't need to."

If she wants to leave, she doesn't need others to rescue her, Zhang Yuan understood what she meant, and grabbed the dry food in his hand.

"Not to mention that since I've been caught." The Seven Stars said, "I confess my sins."

She pleaded guilty? What about coaxing children? Zhang Yuan smiled: "Then why didn't you confess your guilt before?"

Qixing didn't answer, but looked at Zhang Yuan and asked, "Will Zhang Senjun enforce the law impartially?"

Zhang Yuan sneered: "This army will never let go of the guilty, nor will it wronged the innocent, there is a law that must be followed, and those who violate the law must be prosecuted."

"I believe that Zhang Senjun is such a person, but you couldn't do it before." Qixing said, "At that time, if you caught the Rolling Dragon, your government would not really interrogate him at all, and just by virtue of being an ink disciple, he deserved to die."

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After the morning court, I was ready to have breakfast with the important ministers before the small court meeting, and the monarchs and ministers in the winter court were happy.

As soon as the emperor picked up the bowl, the eunuch and the leader of the janissaries trembled and handed the letter.

Looking at the word secret and urgency on the letter, the emperor didn't care at first, and asked the eunuch to open the bowl to look at it, only to take a look, he was stunned, and the next moment he smashed the bowl in his hand on the ground.

"Ridiculous!" "Damn!"

The sudden sound shocked the courtiers in the palace, and then the emperor scolded, not only scolding, but the emperor also stood up, paced back and forth, and grabbed the table eucalyptus, looking like he was about to overturn the table.

The emperor's face was very angry, which the courtiers had never seen before.

The emperor was very good at hiding his emotions and was moody, and this was the first time that such a real anger had been revealed.

"Your Majesty is angry—" They knelt down and pleaded guilty.

"What happened to Your Majesty?" Some people also asked urgently.

The emperor grabbed the letter in his hand, angry, angry and afraid: "Lu Yizhi, Lu Yizhi is dead!"

These words shocked the courtiers present, and Liu Yan took a step forward.

"How did he die?" He asked urgently.

The voice was also unprecedentedly loud, as if questioning the emperor, which was undoubtedly a faux pas in front of the king.

But the emperor didn't care, and neither did the other courtiers, because the emperor said another word.

"Lu Yizhi is a Mo disciple."

The hall was instantly condensed, as quiet as death, and then there was an uproar.

"How is that possible!"

In this uproar, Liu Yan, who had originally stepped forward, stopped asking, his face was solemn and gloomy, and he looked at the letter paper in the emperor's hand.

A few days ago, I sent a message saying that it was safe and sound, why did it happen in the blink of an eye?

.......

.......

The officials in Jingzhao Mansion ran around, and Fu Yin didn't have the patience to sit upright in the hall, holding his hat and running behind the officials.

"What's going on? That Zhang Yuan sent a letter back and said?"

An official was pushed out and replied: "Yes, he sent a letter and said that he had caught Liu Wenchang's suspect and asked someone to be sent to pick him up."

Of course, who will pay attention to him, everyone can't remember what Liu Wenchang is.

Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, the emperor sent someone to come, and he said that he was going to take over Liu Wenchang, and Fu Yin only knew.

"Did you find it?"

"Where is that Liu Wenchang?"

"Is it still Dali Temple in our place?"

After that, he scolded Zhang Yuan again.

"This dead Zhang Yuan, why is it so ghostly."

"Why did you alarm Your Majesty again?"

The yamen of Jingzhao Mansion was in a hurry, and the streets were also noisy with horses' hooves, and groups of forbidden troops scattered on the streets.

Tonglou Street is also popular now, at this time there are also a lot of pedestrians, shops have also opened, suddenly see the fierce forbidden army are shocked, wait to see this group of guards come to a shop, shouting and knocking on the door, some guards rushed in, some climbed through the wall, the people on the street were frightened.

"Don't move, don't move!"

"The shops on both sides are also fenced off."

The leading generals stood in the street and kept giving orders, and the guards rushed in and soon rushed out again.

"My lord, there's no one inside!"

"Everything is still there, not a single one!"

The general at the head of the group turned pale: "Search, continue to search, in the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, this group of ink disciples is bold!"

The shopkeepers of the shops on both sides were pulled out and placed on both sides, and they were even more shocked when they heard this.

Ink Disciples?

What do you mean?

Is there an ink disciple hidden in Xucheng Linglong Fang? Or is it that the whole Linglong Fang is full of ink disciples?

The soldiers and horses in the capital were running, and the four city gates were also under martial law, and the people who entered and exited the city were all stopped for inspection, and there was chaos, but there were also people and horses rushing out of the chaos, and they held the emperor's edict in their hands.

"Aqing, Aqing."

The sound of a woman's wails could be heard from the galloping carriage.

Sitting in the underground secret room of the gambling house, it seemed that he could also feel the vibration on the ground, and the shopkeeper Lu looked up, and then looked at Gao Xiaoliu on the side.

"Is it safe here?" He asked, and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that."

That means that the rich are unreliable and will betray them.

Gao Xiaoliu didn't care and said, "My father is not crazy enough to commit suicide, and he won't expose himself."

And Qixing was arrested in a hurry, even if she recognized her identity as the shopkeeper of Linglong Fang, it would not involve Huixianlou, and Huixianlou was still safe for the time being.

"What about our young lady?" The pheasant asked softly, "Is she still safe?"

Gao Xiaoliu did not hesitate: "Safety, the news along the way said that Miss Seven Stars is very safe, and she also gave a gesture to signal everyone not to move."

So this is why he decisively asked everyone not to leave the capital, but to hide and stay quiet.

Although he said this, his heart also raised, is Miss Seven Stars going to be personally revealed in front of the court and the emperor? What is she going to do? What can be done?

Gao Xiaoliu turned around and went out, calling someone to order, "Keep an eye on my father, the entire Huixian Building will star."

The little guy took the order and left, and Gao Xiaoliu called him again.

"One more person to keep an eye on." He said, "Five horses."

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.........

And no matter how chaotic the outside world was, until late at night, the emperor could not calm down, because in the chaos there was no useful news.

Linglongfang ran away, and no one was caught.

Lu Yizhi and the suspect have not yet returned to Beijing.

Jingzhao Mansion can't say one, two, three with Liu Wenchang's eucalyptus, only know that the suspect was caught back then, he was an ink disciple, and he was robbed by the ink disciples, of course, this eucalyptus is not endless, Jingzhao Mansion has been tracking down all these years, and today it was finally caught, and more ink disciples were dug out.

Lu Yizhi and Liu Wenchang met, they were both students, and they still had close contacts.

"It can be seen that Lu Yizhi is indeed a Mo disciple, and he assisted in killing Liu Wenchang." Jingzhao Fu Yin also gave an inference.

When the emperor heard this, he was so angry that he smashed the song on Jingzhao Mansion Yin: "Since you have already guessed, why don't you report it? Also, you're still very close to Lu Yizhi, right? A handful of beards licked their faces in recognition of the window!"

Jingzhao Mansion Yin was almost sent to prison as well.

"I don't listen to this nonsense anymore." The emperor shouted, "I will personally interrogate Liu Wenchang and interrogate this ink disciple Qixing!"

He wants to know how many ink disciples have infiltrated the court! Mixed up with him!

But whether he believes the words of the officials or not, and whether he believes the words of some people, he still has to ask.

"Huo Lian!" The Emperor shouted, "Didn't he go to check on Miss Xiahou's whereabouts in person? Now that Miss Xiahou's whereabouts have been returned, what about the others?"

The eunuchs hurriedly ran out to ask questions, but they had just gone out and returned.

"Hodudu is here!" They shouted happily.

The emperor's face slowed slightly, and he watched Huo Lian stride in, dusty and frosty.

"I've seen—" He bowed head-on.

"." The Emperor shouted, "Say, what the hell is going on?"

Huo Lian didn't get up, he knelt down on one knee and looked up at the emperor, and didn't speak for a while.

The lights in the imperial study were bright, shining on Huo Lian's face, and the room was as warm as spring, but his face was still covered with a layer of frost, and his face was even fairer.

The Emperor looked at him and frowned, "What? You don't have anything to say?"

Huo Lian shook her head, "Yes."

"Then get up and say." The emperor was not angry.

Huo Lian still knelt and didn't move, looking at the emperor: "This matter is a long story—"

As soon as he spoke, someone rushed out from behind the screen.

"Don't talk too long!"

This man was also dressed in black and gold, with a knife hanging from his waist, and he could dress like this in front of the emperor

There are people who have a metropolitan judge.

Huo Lian looked at Zhu Chuan who rushed out, frowning slightly, but didn't ask why Zhu Chuan was here.

The emperor was slightly embarrassed and glared at Zhu Chuan.

"I know that Zhu Chuan has made a mistake and will be punished." He said to Huo Lian, "I have something to ask, but you are not here, so I can only call him."

After that, he scolded Zhu Chuan again.

"Alright, go back and continue to be punished."

Zhu Chuan rushed over and grabbed Huo Lian: "I'll go back with the Governor—" and shouted, "The Governor doesn't escort me, and no one wants me to be punished!"

The emperor was a little annoyed, and before he could speak, Huo Lian had already flicked his arm and pushed Zhu Chuan aside.

"I'm still the Governor, I'm talking to Your Majesty, it's not your turn to interject." He looked at Zhu Chuan and said, then looked at the emperor, "This matter has to start with the rebellion of the King of Jin, Your Majesty, that rebellion is not the work of my Huo Lian, but the work of my father-in-law and Momen."

accompanied by Zhu Chuan's roar, "Childe!"

In the imperial study, there was silence.