Qin Yu frowned, if he let this group of black-clothed people escape, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just as he was anxious, several cold rays of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the black-clothed men, knocking them to the ground and unable to move.

Cui Xin's figure flashed, standing on top of a boulder, holding a few silver needles in her hands.

Qin Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately rushed forward, trampling a black man under his feet.

"Who are you?"

The man in black glanced at Qin Yu, and then curled his tongue.

A crisp shattering sound sounded, and this guy's face instantly turned iron-blue, and a foul smell emanated from his body, and then his body quickly collapsed and turned into thick water.

The rest of the men in black were in the same situation, and they soon disappeared.

Qin Yu was taken aback, these guys were too ruthless, and they actually melted themselves alive with corpse water.

After a moment of steady, he took a step back, picked up a stick, and picked it between the men's clothes, trying to find some clues from it.

"Who the hell are you? What is the plan to mingle with the Son? ”

Red Feather stepped forward with a short knife and put it on Cui Xin's neck, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, she didn't treat me badly!" ”

"Go look and see if there are any of their comrades around here!"

Red Feather could only put away the short knife and blew the whistle again.

Qin Yu just glanced at Cui Xin, who was standing there, and then turned to leave.

At night, a small room in the Jingbei Palace's palace is still brightly lit.

Kong Ming sat there, biting the pen in his mouth, and writing hard.

As soon as Qin Yu came back, he was attracted by the lights here.

Since he took Kong Ming to the palace, he has locked himself in the study alone, and he has never left easily.

The spies hiding in the palace would come here from time to time to monitor, but they all found nothing.

At this moment, there are also two figures sneakily leaning against the window.

Qin Yu coughed twice, and then shouted at the top of his throat.

"The people in the palace, get out of here!"

The next moment, the entire palace became brightly lit, and all the maids hurriedly dressed and ran out, with a little helplessness on everyone's faces.

In the middle of the night, I was called up for no reason, and I was a little reluctant to change anyone.

Qin Yu moved his neck and pretended to be drunk and stood on the stone pier next to him.

"In a few days, the prince will be back, but this palace is too shabby, and there are no red lanterns!"

"You all go to the street for Lao Tzu, knock on the door from door to door, and be sure to bring back the red lantern to Lao Tzu."

"If anyone takes more, Lao Tzu will be rewarded."

As soon as these words came out, the maids present widened their eyes.

Even if you want to buy a red lantern, you have to wait until tomorrow, and at this time, the major shops have already closed, so making such a fuss will only lose the face of the palace.

"What? Don't want to either? Qin Yu's tone suddenly became cold: "Since that's the case, then don't live, bury your head under the palace today." ”

"In the future, I'll use the skins raised by you sons of bitches as lanterns."

The maids present were so frightened that they didn't dare to slack off at this time, and hurriedly ran out of the palace.

Qin Yu looked at the panicked backs of these guys, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

He took out a small whistle from his body, put it in his mouth and blew it gently, and then someone among the guards next to him raised his head, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Even the maids and subordinates who ran out unconsciously squatted down with an extra short knife in their hands.

At that moment, Kong Ming pushed open the door and jumped forward while wearing his boots.

"Don't blame the son, it's too engrossed to read a book below......"

After he finished speaking, Qin Yu grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back to the study again.

"Just leave those chores to the people below, and Mr. can just study here with peace of mind."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yu was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The entire study room was cleaned spotlessly and all the books were reclassified and placed on the shelves.

A gentleman like him has no interest in studying, and the king of Jingbei has been fighting all year round, so he has no time to take care of this kind of place.

As a result, this study has been abandoned for many years, and the last time I came here, it was full of dust and cobwebs.

It's only been a long time, and it's been taken care of in an orderly manner, looking at the traces of the pages turning, half of the books here have been read by Kong Ming.

"The talent of the gentleman is really amazing to this son!"

Kong Ming was suddenly a little embarrassed and hurriedly saluted.

"Without the consent of the prince, I want to change the layout of the study without authorization, please forgive me."

Qin Yu waved his hand very generously, walked quickly to the bookshelf, and turned out a book of the art of war.

"Sir, you also have a study of the art of war?"

Kong Ming sighed helplessly.

"I just like to read books, all kinds of books are involved, and the art of war is also among them, so I can't talk about research, I can only say that I understand it slightly."

Qin Yu didn't say anything, and pulled Kong Ming to sit down on the side.

"The last poetry meeting should be tomorrow!"

"Pack up and come with me tomorrow."

Kongming's pupils opened slightly, and there was more surprise in his eyes.

"Shizi, that is where literati go, I'm afraid I ...... from such a background."

Qin Yu snorted coldly, his eyes full of indifference.

"What kind of literati and scholars are just a group of prodigal sons in the capital."

"To be able to read this book in such a short period of time is a testament to your talent."

"But the so-called poetry club turned you away, which shows that it is a pickled place at all."

"I went there this time to let the people in that place know what a real talent is."

Kong Ming's breathing suddenly became short, he really didn't expect Qin Yu to comment on the poetry meeting like this.

At this moment, a strange whistle suddenly sounded at the door, and then a figure knelt in front of the study.

"Shizi, all the spies in the palace have been cleared, what is the next step, please give an order!"

Qin Yu coughed twice, then opened the door, and the one kneeling there was the chicken.

"You guys are really hiding deeply, so you are also a member of Yan Lingwei?"

The chicken's body sank down.

"The subordinates are on the orders of the old prince, and they are guarding the prince, and they have no intention of deliberately deceiving!"

Qin Yu waved his hand, and went straight forward to help the chicken up.

"So that Wu Qian is also a spy?"

"Not bad!" Mi Ji immediately took out a special jade pendant from his body and sent it up.

"This person is a secret agent of the Rongguo Mansion."