On the banks of the Weishui River, an undercurrent that is rarely inhabited.

A small boat floated on the river, and on top of the boat sat a figure like a statue, wrapped tightly in rags and sackcloth, and the fisherman's hat would cover his eyes, and the black mask would hide his face, and even the hand holding the fishing rod would not move.

The boat landed with the waves of the river, and a bright red figure stepped onto the light boat, making it a little deeper.

When Bai Yifei stood on the boat, the boat slowly went down the river to the center of the river, and the white mist on the river slowly covered the figures of the two.

I saw the boat holding the figure, overlapping with the shadow of the reeds in the river.

The line with the hook fluctuated slightly on the water, causing ripples, and the figure finally moved, reluctantly raising the fishing rod in his hand, and an empty hook without bait came into view.

Holding the hook with precision with the other hand, the figure in the shabby robe sighed softly, "Hey, what a cunning fish, let it go away without noticing."

Leaning on the side of the boat, Bai Yifei turned his head to look at him, "It seems that you have new news."

"There is a young man named Li Si in Xianyang who recently made friends with someone. Coincidentally, this Li Si is the same disciple of the Ninth Prince, and his new friend is none other than Han Fei's old friend Zheng Guo."

Hearing this, Bai Yifei's eyes froze, "Zheng Guo...... It's really interesting that two people who know Han Fei at the same time suddenly get close."

"It's not just that, isn't it even more interesting for a person with the same surname and a similar appearance to make friends with Jiu Gongzi in Xinzheng?" There was a hint of inexplicability between the words, but he knew what had happened back then.

Bai Yifei's blood boy reflected a surging gaze, his thumb and index finger supporting his chin, "His brother can only flee to the Qin State to survive, this time, I won't let him go again."

The clothed man shook his head, his voice far away and calm, "The news from the Qin State is not necessarily true, he is not that simple. Who can tell the difference between the true and the false, the false and the real?"

Filling the hook with bait and throwing it into the water again, the man continued, "Maybe this young man named Zheng Ze is the bait he threw out, waiting for you to take the bait, maybe you can't do it."

Bai Yifei's face was calm, unaffected by his words, "I won't let the same thing happen a second time, your information should be more valuable."

After the rod was cast, the coater's attention seemed to be on the surface of the river, expecting the fish to take the bait again.

"I still have a lot of valuable information, such as the identity of the mysterious grandmaster master who shot in Xinzheng City."

Hearing this, Bai Yifei finally showed a curious gaze, "Have you found out?"

The Clothier shook his head, he was the hidden spy of the night, the leader of intelligence, and he knew anything around him, but it didn't mean that he knew everything.

"The information you can get is limited, but the cold palace in Xinzheng should be able to help you find an answer."

"Cold Palace?" The light in the blood boy flashed away, and the scene of the ruins flashed in Bai Yifei's mind.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, "This game is getting more and more interesting."

Listening to his slightly evil voice, the clothed guest sighed, "With you, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a fish."

….

Bai Yifei sighed lightly, his right hand poured breath, and in an instant, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and it was visible to the naked eye that the river surface on the side of the boat began to condense into ice, and the white frost continued to spread outward.

Then he tapped his hand on the ice, and a frozen fish was flapped into the air and grabbed by him.

Throw it in front of the clothed guest, "I gave it to you."

Looking at the motionless and stiff fish in front of him, the Clothier didn't look very happy, "The fish you get like this has no soul. Like those beauties of yours, who are forever lacking in souls."

Bai Yifei's face had a sneer on his face that was consistent with the temperature around him, "Soul? Look at Tianze, there is a beauty beside him, who has a soul, I will go first."

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Zilanxuan.

Listening to Zheng Ze's words, Fu Nian's eyes flashed, what does this mean?

His mind sank slightly, suppressing the joy of getting the papermaking technique just now, he looked at Zheng Ze, "Fu Nian doesn't quite understand what Mr. means, Mr. Zheng might as well say it clearly?"

Probably because of the lack of time precipitation and the accumulation of experience, Fu Nian's body does not have the calm bearing of the head of Confucianism. What Zheng Ze saw from him was a heart of learning that upheld the truth of his heart.

Just like Zhang Liang, the Confucian heroes at this time were still a little young, but it also made Zheng Ze spend a lot less words.

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"Do you really not understand, or do you knowingly ask?" Zheng Ze didn't say much, and there were some things that didn't need to be said.

Fu Nian looked at Zheng Ze deeply and shook his head, "This matter is very important, I need to report to the master. In addition, in addition to papermaking......

Although Zheng Ze used Mojia and Taoism as examples, this is not something he can make alone. He didn't think Confucianism should be involved, but he still had to listen to the master's opinion.

Paper is the top priority, but the ability to print books quickly is also in great demand. If we can grasp it in our hands, then printing the Confucian classics into a book and educating all the people to understand Confucianism will be twice as effective with half the effort.

But before he could say anything, a figure came in with a little eagerness and recklessness to interrupt the conversation of several people, and the purple luxurious brocade clothes came into view, it was the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei.

Seeing him, Zhang Liang was a little surprised, and shouted, "Brother Han."

His gaze quickly swept over the few people in the private room, and after nodding to Zhang Liang, he bowed slightly to Fu Nian, "Senior Brother Fu Nian."

Hearing this, Fu Nian got up and saluted back, his uncle was a master, and the disciples he accepted were even extraordinary, and he should be given enough respect.

Han Fei didn't come here to talk, so he didn't say anything, and looked directly at Zheng Ze, "Mr. Zheng, there was an accident in the Prince's Mansion last night, I'm afraid I still need you to come with me."

This time, he didn't have a negotiating tone, but came as a Sikou.

Han Fei knew very well that Tian Ze and the others were the spoilers who came out at night, but although Zheng Ze said that it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't get rid of him after all.

Last night, the Flame Spirit Ji girl actually broke into the palace hall at night, and openly provoked in front of her father and the Korean general, such an act was not intended to step on the face of South Korea. Moreover, from the words and deeds of the beautiful and bewitching woman, he seemed to see Zheng Ze's shadow, and the tone of the two speaks is really similar.

At the same time, Tian Ze led other subordinates to occupy the prince's mansion, and now the prince is in their hands, and his father was frightened last night, and he is recuperating in the harem at the moment, and no one is seen.

His fourth brother Han Yu didn't know for what purpose, he tried his best to push this matter to Ji Wuye, and Ji Wuye kicked the ball to him who looked the best bully. King Han was very dissatisfied with their behavior of passing the buck to each other, so in the end, it became a joint investigation.

The external situation is chaotic, and he doesn't want to continue to speculate about the intentions of this young man who looks like an old man to appear in Xinzheng, although being too direct will make the story a little boring, but the story generally has shortcomings that are difficult to make up.

He hadn't seen that old friend for a long time, and he didn't know what kind of answer Zheng Ze would give him.

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