After feeding the snow owl, Xu Yiye let it rest for more than two hours, and the sky was finally bright, and one man and one horse rushed back.

On the way back, Xu Yi was ambitious and wanted to compete with the snow owl horse. As soon as he had moved this thought, he could no longer hold it back, and in the middle of the march, he suddenly dismounted, walked up to the snowy owl, held its head, looked into its eyes, and whispered a few words. I didn't expect it, I looked up to the sky and roared a few times, and I ran with my feet.

The so-called good horse, not only the foot strength is fast, but also has to understand human nature, know people's hearts, snow owl deserves to be the best among horses.

Seeing this, Xu Qiye laughed uncontrollably, looked at the dusty place and sighed: "There is a good horse like this, even if it is the best in the world, it will not be changed!"

After sighing with emotion, he mustered up his internal strength and chased after the Xu family's "wind chasing step".

It is said that the old horse knows the way, although this snowy owl is not old, but it is born with a good memory, and after it is unleashed, it has been running back the way it came.

The snow owl was already nearly 200 zhang ahead, which was a big opportunity. After Xu Yiye moved, where did he dare to have reservations? With ten percent of the internal force urging the light work footwork to catch up behind.

Ten miles later, the men and horses were already marching in unison.

As the king, the snow owl Anken fell behind the people, the horse's head sank, and the steps under his feet instantly became a few points larger, and soon opened a distance of several zhang from Xu Yiye.

... ...

After returning to the capital, Xu Yiye did not rush straight to the branch hall of the Star Picking Pavilion.

When the inn was parting, he had promised Mei Yuanchen to go to the Jaw Palace, explaining to Xia Chengxuan the reason for this, and the matter of welcoming the coffin had to be arranged separately.

This trip wanted to be repaid, Xu Yi's ambition was happy, and he was happy to carry these few words, and rode the snow owl straight to the jaw king's mansion.

Hearing about the Xu family's visit, Xia Chengxuan thought that Xu Qigong was coming. He was discussing with Du Chong about the selection of the guards in the mansion, originally he didn't want to see the guests, and remembered that Xu Qigong had helped the Jaw Wangfu catch the outlaw swordsman who wanted to kidnap Xia Chengyi, so he had to go to the side hall head-on, as a personal favor.

When I went to the side hall, I saw a tall young man in white standing with his hands behind his back, although he couldn't describe it, he could see that this person was definitely not Xu Yigong.

Xu Qiye was looking at a pair of danqing called "Tiger Doesn't Roar" in the hall, although he heard the footsteps and knew that the master's house was coming, he still didn't turn around until he finished appreciating the painting.

"The guest has been waiting for a long time!" Xia Chengxuan stepped forward and smiled reluctantly.

Seeing that the visitors only cared about the paintings on the wall, and didn't even know that they were coming, Xia Chengxuan was not annoyed, but felt a little relieved that the "Tiger Doesn't Roar" was Xia Muchao's handwritten ink treasure.

"Shizi, forgive me! Xu Yiye turned around, bowed and saluted, "This painting is expressive, I am fascinated by it, I hope it is not strange." ”

Xia Chengxuan waved his hand, pointed to the guest seat on the side, and said with a smile: "Young Master Xu, please take a seat." ”

"When I came down, I just said a few words, and then left, not daring to bother more. Xu Yiye replied. He knew that the jaw palace was busy with the funeral of the Xia Mu Dynasty, and it was busy up and down, so it was not appropriate for him to stay for a long time.

Piggyback?

"Oh, so, it's hard work!" Xia Chengxuan was very surprised and returned the salute.

Xu Yiye said to him: "I found out from a friend that King Yun's Mansion sent nearly a hundred dead masters to Anxian Jinzhou, wanting to be unfavorable to the Mei family. Last night I met Mei Gongzi at an inn on the outskirts of the city and told him the news. When he learned of this, he was so anxious that he rushed to Fuyang County in the dark. Before leaving, he asked me to tell the son of the world, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it separately, so he asked you to send someone else. ”

"King Yun's Mansion?" Xia Chengxuan's face turned pale, and his fists rattled.

He had already sent someone to stare at the hundreds of Xiangyang black horsemen who had just entered the capital, but he didn't expect Xia Muyan to send someone to Jinzhou.

In recent years, the years have not been abundant, the grains are insufficient, and it is not easy for the people to have enough food, and it is even more difficult to collect the tax and silver of the imperial court. Blind Mountain, Fuzhou several major salt farms, salt is both high quality and high, and now it has become Dahua's money bag.

This is why King Duan knew that with Mei Siyuan out of the horse, the epidemic in Shanghe County would definitely be controlled, but he was still hesitating whether to transfer him over.

The Yamen of Anxian Salt Transport Administration is so important, and the defense is naturally particularly strong. In addition to the more than 300 political officials according to the arrangement, there are also 50 people sent by Emperor Yonghua to the Shenshao Battalion, a group of Taoist priests from Zhenwuguan, and the Yun family's father and son, and other retainers of the Mei Mansion, which is still more than the previous Great General's Mansion.

Despite such precautions, Xia Chengxuan still felt unsafe and was so shocked that his heart was numb. The strength of King Yun's Mansion is unfathomable, not to mention the Salt Gang and the Nine Palaces.

"How's that good?"

In the imperial court, in the jaw palace, and in the individual, Xia Chengxuan was very afraid that Mei Siyuan would make a mistake.

"Thank you Xu Gongzi for coming from afar to report the news, Chengxuan is grateful!" Xia Chengxuan said with a grateful face.

Xu Yiye smiled heartily and replied, "It's a gesture." Farewell. ”

"Cheng Hyun has something to do, so he can't send it away. ”

"Shizi is polite, stay!" finished speaking, and left adrift.

After sending Xu Yiye away, Xia Chengxuan returned to the study, where Du Chong was still waiting.

Seeing the young master's depressed face, Du Zhong asked, "Shizi, what is the most difficult thing to do?"

After experiencing these evil things in the past two months, Du Chong knew that Dahua was in an eventful autumn, and he would no longer feel strange about what happened next.

"Xia Muyan sent a team of people to Jinzhou. Xia Chengxuan replied in a deep voice.

The Mei family can't have an accident, and the Jaw Wangfu can't have an accident. Judging from Xia Muyan's treatment of King Duan, it is obvious that he has come to the last journey of seizing the throne. To deal with him, Xia Chengxuan's manpower is already insufficient, and he wants to send people to Jinzhou, not to mention that he can't do it in time, and there is no one to send.

Du Chong was also stunned when he heard it. Mei Siyuan is the highest-ranking vassal of the Jaw Palace, and the Mei family is also a big help for them to fight against the Yun Palace.

After weighing it repeatedly, Xia Chengxuan finally gritted his teeth and said to Du Chong, "You immediately go and gather the people of Baiweitang, so that they must rush to Jinzhou before the people of King Yun's Mansion!"

"Shizi, think twice!" Du Chong was shocked and persuaded.

Xia Chengxuan didn't know that it was extremely dangerous to transfer Baiweitang out of the capital at this time, however, if he wanted to know the news and see death and not save him, he really couldn't do it, listening to Du Chong's persuasion, he was irritable in his heart, and reprimanded coldly: "I know it in my heart, go and do it!"

Back then, King Duan was originally the most likely prince to succeed to the throne. However, when the first emperor was critically ill, King Qing made a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, lured out nearly half of the elite in the mansion, and finally sent someone to kill the upper Duan Wangfu, almost killing the Duan Wang.

Although King Duan was lucky not to die, he ended up with a lifelong disability and had no chance of being on the throne.

The more critical it is, the more rough the people in the bureau often do. In many cases, the rougher the approach, the more effective it is. Back then, if King Qing's people had done the work, there would have been no such thing as King Duan pushing King Hua to the throne later.

Success or failure is only a matter of line.