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The next day, Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan brought some nourishing and nourishing medicines to the prime minister's mansion to visit, because on the day of the assassination, the prime minister flew to block the knife in order to protect Qingchuan, his arm was accidentally injured, and the leg disease recurred, and he was suddenly sick. Down, lingering sick for several days.

The two stepped into the gate of the prime minister's mansion, and immediately a housekeeper came to greet them and led them to the outside of Sheng Huaimin's study.

"My lord, Yan Shaoqing and the others are here."

After two muffled coughs sounded in the study, there was a voice of "Enter".

Yan Qingchuan went into the room first, and saw Sheng Huaimin in the room with a weak and sick face, but he was still sitting in front of the case to deal with the official affairs of the court, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, and persuaded: "My lord, the official business is complicated and detailed, it's not just two days a day." God can take care of it, but the body is important."

Sheng Huaimin put down his pen and looked at Yan Qingchuan with kind and gentle eyes, "It doesn't matter, His Majesty just woke up a few days ago, and he is currently in a bad condition. As the Prime Minister of the dynasty, I should take care of the court for His Majesty." He looked at the large and small bags in Yan Qingchuan's hands, and quickly waved, "Come here, why do you need to bring these things, Qingchuan, in private, you and I don't have to worry about etiquette, and we don't have to be rigid about address, just change to old man and uncle."

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Qingchuan opened his mouth and called out, "Uncle Sheng."

Sheng Huaimin smiled gently: "Hey, this is how I can vaguely see Qingchuan's appearance when he was a child." Then he looked at Xie Yu'an who was beside Yan Qingchuan, and said with concern: "Miss Xie was able to escape from danger and come back. Fortunately, this matter was neglected by the old man, and my old letter was actually forged by someone, it seems that the person behind the scenes was trying to trick me out of the capital and assassinate me on the way, so that Brother Gongsun could be slandered."

When it came to business, the atmosphere in the room was rather solemn. Sheng Huaimin said sadly: "Brother Gongsun has been wronged by this and is still in prison in the dark, but the old man is helpless. This is really..."

"Uncle, don't blame yourself, we will find a way to rescue Lord Siwei." Yan Qingchuan said in relief.

Sheng Huaimin didn't ask any more questions, but only told her: "No matter what you do, you have to be very careful in what you do in the future. This person has blatantly assassinated many times. Presumably his power is intricate and his eyes are all over the capital. You have to be careful around you." Man, even an old man, you have to be vigilant."

Yan Qingchuan nodded, and then got up to say goodbye after talking with Sheng Huaimin.

Regardless of dissuasion, Sheng Huaimin insisted on sending Yan Qingchuan to the gate of the mansion. Due to the relapse of his leg disease, he is now weakly supporting a cane, one arm is still wrapped with gauze, and his expression looks a bit old. , "Recently your aunt came back to visit your relatives. When she comes back, the old man will invite you to the mansion again and ask her to cook you a meal of Hecheng cuisine that you loved when you were young."

Yan Qingchuan looked at Sheng Huaimin's injured leg, showing guilt, "Okay, uncle don't need to send it away anymore, please pay more attention to your health."

Sheng Huaimin nodded and watched Yan Qingchuan and Xie Yu'an leave before returning home.

On Xie Yu'an's side, the two were walking on the way back to the house, each of them was quiet and did not speak. Xie Yu'an glanced at Yan Qingchuan from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other party was in a bad mood. Combined with the scene just now, she probably understood why Yan Qingchuan was doing this. Concerned about the matter, she asked: "Master Yan is blaming himself for bringing Lord Prime Minister into this matter and hurting him?"

Yan Qingchuan didn't deny it, and slowed down a bit, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Sheng and my father came from the same hometown, went to Beijing for scientific research together, and then served as officials in the same dynasty for more than ten years. The confidant of the mountains and rivers.

Uncle Sheng's leg was also injured when he was trying to save his father who was assassinated one year. After the family changed, he resolutely put me and my sister into the mansion to take good care of me despite the opposition of my relatives. He never dissuaded me from clearing up my father's grievances, and only supported me wholeheartedly.Right now, he hurt his hand protecting me again. Our Yan family owes a lot to Uncle Sheng. "

A few sentences could not hide Yan Qingchuan's heavy gratitude and guilt towards Sheng Huaimin, Xie Yu'an comforted: "We will find out the real culprit as soon as possible, and restore the Yan family's innocence. As your father's best friend, Your Excellency the Prime Minister will also feel very relieved."

Yan Qingchuan stopped to look back at the location of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and sighed softly, "I hope so."

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Three days later, news came out from the palace that Emperor Yuanqian, who had been lingering on the sick bed, suddenly became in good spirits one day. To cause chaos, Emperor Yuan Qian, who is the son of the real dragon, immediately opened a pagoda to sacrifice, praying to the sky to clear the clouds and see the sun, so that the person who caused the chaos to rise to the surface.

Emperor Yuan Qian was a Buddhist believer, so he firmly believed in this dream. Even though the Qintian Pagoda was still under construction, Ling Rui, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and many courtiers persuaded him to dissuade him. And asked all the officials to participate in this mighty sacrifice ceremony.

When the news reached Yan Qingchuan's ears, she looked at the smiling Xie Yu'an, and cast a look of "You must have done it".

Xie Yu'an smiled complacently, and hummed twice, "Master Yan, what do you think I should wear into the palace tomorrow?"

Yan Qingchuan said indifferently: "Don't dress me fancy, and just wear the Qingtian Division uniform honestly."

Xie Yu'an clicked his tongue, Qing Tiansi's uniform was either black or gray, the pattern was rigid and dull, and only Mr. Yan looked slim-waisted and long-legged when he wore it, which looked quite charming.

Thinking of it this way, she couldn't help but think of more, such as serious uniforms... Certain moments really make people think about it.

"What are you thinking?"

Yan Qingchuan's indifferent voice brought Xie Yu'an back to his senses. She sat upright, watching her eyes, nose, nose, and heart, but she felt a little guilty, "It's nothing."

The system does not sell her face, and broadcasts in her mind: "Dirty, Chinese interpretation, dirty, despicable, shameless, usually used to describe low-quality and morally corrupt people."

Xie Yu'an kept smiling, grinding his back molars, "You are enough..."

"What did you say?" Yan Qingchuan said displeased seeing Xie Yu'an talking to himself again.

Xie Yu'an said with a sneer: "No, Mr. Yan, rest early, and cheer up to watch a show tomorrow!"

Yan Qingchuan didn't ask any more questions, and returned to the room after humming twice.

The next day, when the morning light was twilight, Xie Yu'an changed into Qingtiansi's court clothes, his temple hair was combed neatly, and he stood in the courtyard full of energy and waited for Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan pushed the door and saw Xie Yu'an standing under the willow tree sprouting in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. The warm morning sun enveloped her whole body. Her smile was as bright and dazzling as the warm sunshine. She was wearing a tunic robe that complemented her The whole person is tall and tall, with handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, looking forward to flying.

Yan Qingchuan's heart moved slightly when he saw it, and he walked over a few steps, seemingly casually saying, "You look a bit human with such a dress."

As soon as Xie Yu'an opened his mouth, he would reveal his true colors, smiling eyes crookedly said: "Master Yan, there are thorns in what you said, did I act like a dog before?"

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her indifferently, raised his legs and walked towards the carriage entering the palace, leaving a sentence "I didn't say anything."

Xie Yu'an shook his head and smiled, then followed.The carriage slowly drove towards the palace. Along the way, it encountered many carriages entering the palace. These sedan chairs finally stopped at the palace gate, and courtiers of different ranks drilled out of them, arranged in an orderly manner. Entering the palace, the acquaintances among them will go together in twos and threes.

Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan walked together, Yan Qingchuan had always disliked socializing in official circles, except for Qing Tiansi, he had very little contact with other ministers, plus her aura of not getting close to strangers, no one came to greet him.

Xie Yu'an was peaceful and quiet, and looked around the palace while walking, causing the palace servants on the side to remind him, "My lord, it's better not to look around in the forbidden area of ​​the palace."

Xie Yu'an honestly lowered his head, and sighed in his heart, what an evil feudal society.

After walking like this for a while, many courtiers were led to a main hall. In the square in front of the hall stood a majestic pagoda that had not yet been finished.

A mighty group of people has gathered under the pagoda, about a hundred of them, apart from the princes and ministers and the monks who practiced the pagoda, there is also the royal family, headed by Emperor Yuanqian, wearing a crown that is only worn on important occasions , carrying the emperor's relatives, harem concubines, emperor's heirs and others to stand under the pagoda.

Xie Yu'an looked up cautiously, and saw a young man on the left side of Emperor Yuan Qian, wearing the court clothes of the Ming Huang Prince, and on the right side was a half-grown boy, about seven or eight years old, led by a concubine.These two must be the only two sons of Emperor Yuanqian, the eldest son Zhengtong, who is now the Prince of the East Palace, and the other is the Linzi who was born to a court lady after drinking, and was adopted by the imperial concubine to raise him , Behind him are the princess's family and so on.

Xie Yu'an scanned the stage, and then looked at the officials below him. The first thing he saw was Ling Rui, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, who was in the crowd with a tense expression. It was a chilly early spring day, but this Shangshu's forehead was oozing thin Sweat, sweat is reflective in the sun.

Xie Yu'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "Master Shangshu, don't blame me, who told you to be a minion for a tiger."

As early as when Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan entered the palace for the first time, she saw the pagoda that was being built at that time. The pagoda is not weird, and Ling Rui's reaction at the moment is exactly what she guessed, she wants to see what ulterior secrets are hidden in this pagoda today.

While she was thinking, Yan Qingchuan who was beside her nudged her with his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "How can you be sure that there is something weird about this pagoda?"

Xie Yu'an leaned closer to her ear, and replied in a low voice: "Guess."

"Guess?" Yan Qingchuan frowned.

"When you play against a gambler, if you want to beat him, you have to bet more daringly and better than him. Only those who dare to bet all the chips in their hands can turn things around with absolute courage and determination, turning defeat into victory." Xie Yu'an calmly Said.

Yan Qingchuan tilted his head to look at her. At this moment, she saw another side of Xie Yu'an that she rarely saw, different from herself. She likes to do things slowly, plan and plan, and do things that are sure.

And Xie Yu'an is completely opposite to her, she is a person who acts casually, this kind of casualness may even seem too unscrupulous at certain times, but the more this kind of reckless courage will deepen a person's personality charm.

Perhaps the black hand behind the scenes kidnapped Xie Yu'an and tried to instigate her to use him for himself, because he took a fancy to this characteristic of Xie Yu'an.

Casual people are not easy to control, but casual people can often create more possibilities and opportunities.

"Master Yan, the show is about to begin." Xie Yu'an raised his chin towards the upper steps, motioning Yan Qingchuan to look over.

Yan Qingchuan was turning his head and looked up at the stage. Just now, Emperor Yuanqian had finished reciting the scriptures of praying to heaven and retreated to the distance with the royal family and relatives. Turning around the pagoda, the sound of bells and chimes combined with the chanting of scriptures echoed thickly and melodiously in front of the entire hall.

After the monks recited the scriptures, Qiqi retreated from the pagoda, came to the empty dam a hundred meters away, sat in a square formation and began to knock on the wooden fish.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites came to the east side, leaned over and knelt down, and shouted loudly: "Pray for the prosperity of the sky, protect Daqi, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the river is clear and the sea is clean, all officials—kneel!"

After a sharp shout, the front of the hall instantly crawled, and Yan Qingchuan was about to kneel down, but Xie Yu'an supported her arm, smiled and shook his head: "Don't kneel."

Yan Qingchuan was stunned, and just about to ask why, she saw Xie Yu'an's lips parted slightly, and although he didn't make a sound, a word was clearly drawn from the shape of his lips.

"boom--"

A huge explosion resounded through the hall, and the majestic pagoda collapsed in an instant, turning into a pile of dust, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Xie Yu'an's robes were blown up by the violent blast air, and her temples were flying, but she still had a calm face, and she didn't even shake her brows. She just smiled and stood facing Yan Qingchuan, protecting her from the flying sand and rocks blown by the strong wind.