In the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Yan Siyuan was in meditation in his room. He closed his eyes as if he was a little impatient, his eyebrows were furrowed coldly, and his expression was cold.

The room was extremely quiet. Song Heqing stood guard outside the door holding his sword, listening to the goings on around him.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was not the only one being assassinated every day, the Ninth Prince's Mansion was also being assassinated. While Yan Siyuan was sleeping, there were desperate calls almost every day, and the place where they buried the bodies could no longer accommodate them.

Fortunately, Yan Siyuan was well prepared and left many secret guards behind, so they didn't succeed. Coupled with the people who were transferred from the secret guard camp, the Ninth Prince's Mansion was kept safe.

The night was as cool as ink, with a gentle breeze blowing by. Song Heqing, who was guarding the door, had a sharp look in his eyes. Hearing the window lattice shaking slightly, Song Heqing suddenly moved to open the door.

Sure enough, I saw a person sitting in the house, drinking tea leisurely. Without thinking, Song Heqing drew his sword and stabbed at the man. The blade flashed in the moonlight and went straight towards the man.

But the man didn't move at all, still drinking tea calmly.

"Stop!" Yan Siyuan opened his eyes and stopped him. Because he didn't speak for too long, the sound was like the friction of sand and stones.

Song Heqing suddenly sheathed his sword. There was still an inch left, and the man would definitely be injured. But he didn't even raise his eyes slightly, just lowered his head and sipped tea. As if he was dissatisfied with the tea in front of him, he smacked his lips twice and put the tea cup aside in disgust.

The moonlight, as pale as jade, shone on this man's face. Only then did Song Heqing realize that this was Chu Huaizhou who had saved Yan Siyuan. Although I didn't understand why he paid a sudden visit, I was relieved in the end.

Sheathing the sword, he turned around and saluted Yan Siyuan respectfully, "Your Highness."

Yan Siyuan raised his eyes to look at him and waved for him to get down. Song Heqing left consciously.

Seeing the door being closed, Chu Huaizhou looked at Yan Siyuan and said, "Your guard is pretty good."

"I have already recognized my master, and I can't give it to you," Yan Siyuan responded coldly.

Chu Huaizhou sneered, "What are you thinking about? I'm just a guard, how could I ask you for it?" He glanced up and down and said, "Yan Siyuan is recovering well."

"Then thank you for your rescue."

"Tch, it's really perfunctory," Chu Huaizhou said with disdain, and Yan Siyuan was indeed perfunctory.

During the time he spent with Qingyun, although he was not in Beijing, he knew and understood that his relationship with Qingyun was probably not simple. And the writings left on the file were all clear provocations, and he could see it.

When he woke up today, Song Heqing had informed him of what had happened in the past few days. That's why he called Chu Huaizhou.

Chu Huaizhou knocked on the table and asked, "How did you find out my identity?"

It was not easy for Yan Siyuan to find Wen Jinsheng. But he happened to find out his identity in the Chu family.

When the Chu family was wiped out overnight, no one guessed that the Chu family was such a family of astrology, how could it not have predicted such a disaster. Maybe there is blood left behind.

However, no matter how many people investigate, the result is that no one from the Chu family survives. But he didn't expect that his identity would be found out by Yan Siyuan. At that time, he became interested in the person Qingyun mentioned. He would like to meet someone with such ability.

Yan Siyuan smiled when he heard this and thought of the nickname Qingyun gave him.

"Maybe because... I know everything."

Chu Huaizhou rolled his eyes and was a little impatient with Yan Siyuan's perfunctory "Be more serious. I have been doing horoscopes for so many years, and you are the only one who I can't understand."

After learning about such a person from Qingyun, he went to investigate Yan Siyuan's affairs with great interest, but could not see anything.

Whether it was Yan Siyuan's astrolabe or his horoscope, it was all foggy and it was impossible to see anything clearly. This made him even more curious about Yan Siyuan.

"The old Taoist's name was Xuanyang, and he was a real person in Zhukong Taoist Temple in his early years. However, the Taoist temple was located deep in the mountains, and few people came to visit it, so it gradually declined. From then on, Xuanyang walked around and spread the teachings."

Listening to Yan Siyuan's words, Chu Huaizhou's eyes lit up. He became even more curious about the person in front of him, like a cat that smelled fish and was extremely excited.

Yan Siyuan looked up at him and stopped talking.

Chu Huaizhou didn't understand why he stopped at first, but seeing him staring at the tea cup in his hand, he immediately understood what he meant.

I thought about teasing you, but when I met his dark eyes, I stopped thinking. Obediently, she poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.

Yan Siyuan was not polite to him and drank the tea in one gulp. Feeling a little moisture in his throat, he continued in a calm voice: "Twenty years ago, Xuanyang entered Luodan. I saved you and raised you under my knees.

Thirteen years ago, he came to Dongling again and rescued Wen Jinsheng. It wasn't until Xuanyang died in Qiming five years ago that you returned to Dongling under the identity of Wen Jinsheng, am I right?"

Bang bang bang, Chu Huaizhou couldn't stop applauding Yan Siyuan. The admiration is beyond words.

"It's been so many years, but you still found out so clearly, it's really amazing. What shocked me the most is that not only did you find out the name of the master, Yan Siyuan, you can reach so far." .

There are so many countries, unrelated to each other and thousands of miles apart. How did he find out all of this in such a short period of time.

And the most important thing is that the master almost never lets him show up in order to protect him. But Yan Siyuan can still find out.

Yan Siyuan gave a rare smile: "Chu Huaizhou, are you stupid? Since Xuanyang wants to impart teachings, he must appear in front of everyone.

Moreover, his reputation in various countries is not small. Now that he knows that you are Wen Jinsheng, it is not difficult to know the name of the old man who took you away. Then we can find the place where he first became famous, which is Jiling Mountain in Huanyue Kingdom.

Although the Taoist temple on Jiling Mountain still no longer exists, you can only know by asking the old man at the foot of the mountain."

"Of course I know. It's not difficult to find out. But the difficulty is that my master has been to so many countries, but he has never been to Tianyuan. And your hand can reach so far?"

Chu Huaizhou didn't quite believe that those countries were not even close to Tianyuan, and this was what he cared about most.

"It's just a matter of asking someone to make inquiries. Why should we have to reach into other countries?"

"But......".

"But there's not enough time." Yan Siyuan took over Chu Huaizhou's words. "How did you hear from me?".

Chu Huaizhou pursed his lips, yes, how could he forget the falcon that delivered the news.

He only needs to let people go to other countries, and there is no need for people to come back. It is enough to use falcons to convey the news. Moreover, the falcon is extremely fast, several times faster than a human being.

And as long as many people are sent to various countries at the same time and wait for the falcon to reply, it will be very fast.

But that would require a lot of falcons. It is not easy to raise one, but Yan Siyuan, how much does he have to live with?

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