Invite the wolf into the room

Jingran's main purpose.

"Anjia... is indeed a bit powerful."

Xue Jingran has also been paying attention to the northwest. Now that the barbarians have been pacified, he has also started to work on the matter of the Sa tribe in the northwest.

Although the leader of the Sa tribe is a peacemaker, the leaders of other tribes have been making small moves, and because of their xenophobia, Xiao Muyao's assimilation plan of intermarriage and business is not going smoothly. According to Xue Jingran, it is better to find out by yourself The opportunity hurts them, and then Xiao Muyao will appease and assimilate them, which can save a lot of trouble.

So even if Xiao Muyao didn't ask Xue Jingran to come, Xue Jingran would take the initiative to ask him to have a talk.

"At the beginning, the emperor thought that An's family was loyal, so when Mingyang chose An Zhenyuan as his husband, he agreed to the marriage, but An Zhenyuan's family is much deeper than his father's. , although he has never made any mistakes, but I still don't trust him."

Seeing that Xue Jingran hadn't moved his chopsticks, Xiao Muyao subconsciously picked up some food for him, but then felt that he was really redundant, so he put down his chopsticks and concentrated on business.

"Besides, you know about Mingyang's affairs, so it will cause future troubles... It's better to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots."

At that time, the father of Princess Mingyang, that is, Prince Gong, the late emperor's younger brother, wanted to rebel. After being discovered by the late emperor, he secretly ordered him to die. The public claimed that he died of illness. Few people knew about this matter. Xiao Muying, the princess of Mingyang, was Gong The only direct daughter of the prince, who was only eight years old at the time, was taken into the palace by the late emperor to take care of her successively. In the secret edict left to Prince Rui, there is a decree of Dao, if the Ming Yang is powerful, it needs to be eliminated.

When Xiao Muyao was young, he disapproved of the late emperor's soft hands, but at that time he had no right to decide anything, but now, he does not intend to let this hidden danger exist.

"An Zhenyuan is a well-known hero in our country. He hasn't made any mistakes in these years. If you attack him rashly, you may get a bad reputation of killing Zhongliang. And you can deal with the important officials of the court only with this little clue. It's...too rash."

...It's too chilling.

Seeing the condensation in Xiao Muyao's eyes, Xue Jingran knew that he had made up his mind, and it must not be a discussion to find him today, and he needed his own troops to cooperate.

Xue Jingran sighed softly in his heart, if one day Xiao Muyao felt that he was an eyesore, would he be able to say so easily?

"Do I still have less infamy?"

Xiao Muyao laughed at himself. Some of the things he has done may make him feel regretful, but he has never regretted it. For the sake of his elder brother and the country of Jialin, what is it that he bears some infamy?How many people in this world really dare to be rude to him, Prince Rui!

"And my goal is Ming Yang. As for An Zhenyuan, let's see his performance."

"what do you want me to do?"

Seeing Xiao Muyao pretending to be meaningless, Xue Jingran took a sip of the wine in his glass, and finally no longer attached to the alienation of words.

It is also for His Majesty and Jia Lin, so there is no need to make the relationship so rigid.

"Advise the emperor about the troubles of the Sa tribe, increase the deployment of frontier troops, and help me investigate the Anjun Palace."

Naturally, Xiao Muyao couldn't point the finger directly at the Prince's Mansion in Anjun, so he could only make use of the matter of the Sa clan.

"When necessary...cut first and then play."

"I do intend to send troops to the Sa tribe. I will discuss it with you after I make a plan."

Xue Jingran picked up the chopsticks and ate the food that Xiao Muyao had picked up for him, which was regarded as his acceptance, and then he stood up and said goodbye and left.

"...Jing Ran."

After Xue Jingran left, Xiao Muyao picked up his wine glass and slowly drank the remaining half of his glass.

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Ling Qingzhe finished his rotation in the palace and got two days' vacation, so he wanted to accompany An Chen to have a good time in Beijing, so he dug out the map of the capital as soon as he got up in the morning, and picked out a few routes for An Chen to eat and play. select.

"is this okay?"

Putting on a simple and elegant scholar's uniform, An Chen looked at Ling Qingzhe who was wearing the same clothes as himself, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Of course, it's beautiful."

Ling Qingzhe looked at the handsome young man in front of him with admiration, raised his chin and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Today, the two of them are traveling in casual clothes, and even Ling Ming and Ling Yuan don't plan to take them with them, so they just go to have fun.

"Well……"

An Chen took the initiative to wrap his arms around Ling Qingzhe's neck, deepening the kiss.

"Heh, why are you still carrying these things?"

Feeling the hard part on An Chen's arm, Ling Qingzhe pulled up his sleeves and hem. Sure enough, they were all tied with weapons. Presumably, the hidden weapons on his belt were also secure.

"got used to."

An Chen straightened his clothes to cover up the traces of those weapons.

In fact, he brought these things not only because of habit, but because he was worried that the An family's affairs had not completely passed. Chen would not naively believe that she would just let him go.

"It's okay, let's go."

Seeing that An Chen didn't intend to let go of those things, Ling Qingzhe smiled and didn't force him. It wouldn't hurt to be more vigilant. Isn't Uncle Yang still a secret treasure of poison?

Ling Qingzhe and An Chen played around pretending to be ordinary scholars, laughing and making noise along the way, and were very happy. When they gathered together to watch the performance at the acrobatic booth in Jianghu, An Chen suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he felt a warning sign in his heart.

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Assassinated

Ling Qingzhe was hesitating whether to squeeze into the crowd in front of him to join in the fun, and suddenly moved to the right to avoid it, and An Chen, who was on his left, also turned around at the same time and slapped the person behind them on the chest , I saw that ordinary-looking middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground. He was obviously seriously injured, and a blue dagger flew to the side.

After a short period of silence, the people around shouted in horror and fled in all directions. The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Ling Qingzhe and Ling Qingzhe were also crowded and chaotic. An Chen, who sensed the danger, subconsciously wanted to draw out his weapon and wave back the crowd, but was caught by Ling Qingzhe. Grab his wrist to stop it.

"Don't hurt the innocent."

Hearing people around deliberately yelling to kill people to create panic, Ling Qingzhe pulled An Chen to push away the crowd crowding around them, and wanted to take shelter in front of a house on the street. At this time, he dared not jump onto the roof with light work , to prevent being shot as a hedgehog as a target.

"Damn!"

Obviously feeling that the other party's target was him, An Chen untied the belt on his arm, held the dagger in his hand with the sheath in his hand, and used his internal force to shake away the crowd in front of him, then pulled Ling Qingzhe and ran to the side of the road.

At this time, a green glow silently slid towards An Chen's ribs. While An Chen blocked the assassin's sword with the scabbard, he also rubbed his body and dodged behind him, cutting open his chest under the surprised gaze of the man. throat.

"what!"

The people around Ling Qingzhe became even more panicked. A young child cried and fell beside Ling Qingzhe. In the chaos, he was trampled on his hands and feet and ignored. Ling Qingzhe pushed away the people around him and leaned over to pull him up, but Feeling a chill coming from his back, he didn't care about his image at this moment, he took advantage of the opportunity to hold the child and turned forward, barely avoiding the poisonous sword behind him, but due to his inconvenient movement, he was still sent flying in another direction. The hidden weapon that came scratched his shoulder, and his entire left shoulder became numb in an instant.

"Qing Zhe!"

An Chen's face immediately changed when he saw this, and he shot a knife from his waist to stop the man who wanted to kill Ling Qingzhe, then avoided the hidden weapon that was shot at him, and flew towards the assassin.But Ling Qingzhe kept moving, put the little boy by the wall to hide, then took out the antidote hidden in his waist and took it, while holding the dagger thrown by An Chen and leaning against the wall for guard.

Seeing An Chen throwing away his weapon, the assassin thought he could take advantage of it and bullied him forward. At this moment, a silver light flashed in An Chen's hand, and the assassin who was fighting him saw himself broken in two in disbelief. weapon, and then lost consciousness.

"How are you?"

An Chen held 'Ye Xie' and jumped to Ling Qingzhe's side. Seeing the blood-stained cloth on his shoulders, his eyes became bloodthirsty again.

"It's okay, I have Uncle Yang's medicine."

At this time, Ling Qingzhe didn't care about the miserable child lying on the side crying. Seeing that the assassins had taken the opportunity to retreat, he put down the dagger in his hand and pinched An Chen's shoulder, preventing him from chasing and killing the assassins. At this moment, his left hand was still numb and weak, and he couldn't use any strength, which showed how poisonous the poison was.

"The target of those people is me..."

An Chen helped Ling Qingzhe stand up, seeing him hurt, his heart ached so much, he wished he could take care of him, it would be easier for him to bear it when he was used to it, Ling Qingzhe was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, how uncomfortable it must be now.

"No, they are quack killers hired by people I offended when I was an official."

Ling Qingzhe's hands on An Chen's shoulders tightened. Looking at the city guard general who heard the news and came to clean up the investigation, he lowered his voice to signal An Chen.

"You have nothing to do with this matter, remember."

"……Um."

An Chen knew that Ling Qingzhe said this to protect himself, so he put away his blatant concern and calmed down.

Ling Qingzhe showed his official badges to the generals who came to inquire about his situation, and then weakened those martial arts assassins into ordinary young people in words.