All Heavens: Get the Nine Swords at the start

Chapter 117

The nine sons of South Korea are not...

Finally arrived, the information that Li Ming most wanted to know.

Behind Han Fei gathered a group of masters hidden in Xinzheng City.

At present, there are Wei Zhuang of Guigu Zongheng and Zhang Liang, the grandson of Xiangguo Zhang Kaidi, and there is another piece of information whose source of funds has not been found out. (There is a clue pointing to Zilanxuan, but it has not been verified.)
"It seems that quicksand has taken shape, and Han Fei has already started taking action."

……

"Zhang Kaidi is a disciple of Confucianism, representing the position of Confucianism in Korea."

"Qianlongtang is the influence of the peasant family Shennongtang in Xinzheng."

"Counting Wei Zhuang of Guigu, plus our Taoist school, all schools of thought are almost here."

"The Mo family will probably send people here, and the Yin Yang family will not miss this opportunity if they want the Canglong Qisu from South Korea. There is also the possibility that Luo Wang and other forces from the six countries may get involved..."

Li Ming looked at the silk that was gradually engulfed by the flames, thinking in his heart how to cut the biggest "cake".

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The two stayed outside Xinzheng for several days, and every day a piece of silk was sent to the small courtyard, recording what happened in Xinzheng that day.

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At the beginning of Yehua, Zilanxuan has been brightly lit, replacing the market and becoming the most lively place in Xinzheng at night.

The people who come and go to Zilanxuan are all high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen with a lot of money.

Li Ming was dressed in black, and the sword box behind his back was wrapped in silk cloth. From a distance, he looked like a knight-errant who had traveled far away with his luggage on his back.

Xiaomeng was dressed in Tsing Yi, her long silver hair was hidden in a bamboo hat, and the Qiu Li sword was placed in a wooden box, also wrapped in silk cloth, from a distance she looked like a woman carrying a Yaoqin on her back.

"Is this the first time for you two to come to Zilanxuan?" The young and beautiful maid asked with a smile while bowing slightly.

"Well, arrange a clean room and serve a jug of good wine." Li Ming gave orders to the maid as if strangers should not enter, and then went straight upstairs.

"You two, please!"

Looking at the backs of the two, the maid hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way, and couldn't help thinking: "Is there anyone else who brings women to Zilanxuan? What kind of women do we have in Zilanxuan? I don't know where the freak came from." .”

The maid took the two to a private room in the corner, served drinks and refreshments, and retreated.

When leaving, the maid kept looking at Xiaomeng, she was very curious about Xiaomeng's appearance under the veil.

In the room, the layout is very painstaking, purple can be seen everywhere, all the time to seduce the desire in the bottom of the heart.

In the corner of the room, there is also a bed, which is obviously a place for guests to do business.

"Brother, why did we come here? Didn't we say we can't come to brothels?"

Seeing that no one else was present, Xiaomeng took off the bamboo hat and asked curiously.

Li Ming poured a glass of wine, smiled and said without saying a word: "Zi Lanxuan is the source of funds and information behind Han Fei, since you are here, why don't you come in and see?"

"No wonder the Renzong disciples have been unable to determine the source of Han Fei's information. It turned out that it was hidden in this busy city." Xiaomeng said.

"Prosperity is just its appearance. With the help of Fengyue places to attract Korean nobles, we can not only understand the whereabouts of these people, but also find out the recent situation of these people and grasp their reality. This is the only way to collect information. "

Li Ming came to the window, opened the window, looked at the Prince's Mansion not far away, and explained slowly.

"Then we will disappear rashly later, will it arouse their vigilance?" Xiaomeng asked.

"All forces in Xinzheng City are intertwined. There are hundreds of schools, secret agents from the six countries, Ji Wuye's night organization, and the forces hidden behind Han Fei. Han Wang'an has been in power for so long. It is impossible for Han Wang to not have some trump cards to not muddy the water. , how do we fish in troubled waters?" Li Ming replied.

At this time, Xinzheng is like a pile of firewood, as long as there is a spark, it will ignite a fire in an instant.

And this Mars is about to fall.

Time passed quickly, and it was already midnight in a blink of an eye.

(11:1 p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m.)
A hawk flew by the window in the dark night.

Li Ming drank the wine in his glass, picked up the sword box and said, "It's time, Xiaomeng, let's go."

Li Ming took off the silk cloth that wrapped the sword box, and put a gold bead on the table.

Xiaomeng also took off the silk cloth wrapped around Qiuli.

The two unfolded the silk cloth, and it turned out to be a black cloak.

Putting on their cloaks, the two of them jumped out of the window and flew towards the Han Palace. This was their goal of coming to Xinzheng tonight.

In the Palace of the King of Han, Han Wangan, Ji Wuye, Zhang Kaidi, and Han Fei were gathering to discuss the death of the Baiyue refugees.

"It's really interesting to watch you fight."

A bewitching voice came from behind them, and they turned their heads quickly.

"Forbidden Army! Where are the Forbidden Army!"

The imperial guards waiting outside the hall rushed into the hall and fought with Yan Lingji.

"The majestic Korean royal palace has people sneaking into the palace under the watchful eyes of everyone."

"Without the help of the high-ranking officials in South Korea, how could Baiyue get into the heavily guarded Han Palace without anyone noticing it? If they had such strength, Baiyue would have returned to the country long ago. After all, it was just someone else's pawn. That's all."

"Brother, who do you think is the person behind Baiyue?"

"Ji Wuye and Han Yu, the fourth son of South Korea, are most likely to be the ones who actually control the power of Baiyue."

While the two were talking, the battle in the hall was over, and Yan Lingji walked out of the hall holding two fire spirit hairpins.

"Junior Sister, I'll leave it to you. I'm going to investigate where the secret treasures are stored in South Korea."

Seeing Yan Lingji's figure appear, Li Ming knew that the time had come, and after leaving a word, he turned into a butterfly shadow and disappeared above the palace.

Xiaomeng's figure also disappeared in place right after him.

"Who!" Yan Lingji, who was about to leave the Han Palace, suddenly felt a strange aura coming from behind her, her body suffocated suddenly, and she pulled out the fire spirit hairpin and threw it behind her.

But before Huo Lingji could make a move, the colors around Yan Lingji faded away quickly, black and white covered her whole body, and Xiaomeng wearing a cloak had come behind her at some point.

Yan Lingji struggled to turn her head to see the face of the person coming, but she only saw a pair of eyes with a blue halo, and she lost consciousness the next moment.

When Yan Lingji regained consciousness, she was already outside Hanwang Palace.

Looking at the Han Palace burning raging fire behind her, Yan Lingji didn't dare to stay longer and left the place hastily.

Along the way, no matter how she recalled, she didn't have any memories after the attack, but she vaguely knew that the fire in the Han Palace was set by her with the Fire Spirit Hairpin.

Standing on the eaves, Xiaomeng glanced at Yan Lingji's hurriedly leaving figure, then turned her head and continued to look at the palace of King Han.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! It's flooded! Come and put out the fire!"

The Palace of the King of Han was in chaos at this time. Numerous guards, eunuchs, and maids carried buckets or basins to transport water to the burning place to prevent the fire from spreading.

"General, Zhang Xiangguo, hurry up and organize people to put out the fire! The Palace of Han cannot be lost!" Seeing the fire approaching the main hall, Han Wangan hastily ordered without caring about the safety of the crown prince.

The prince can be established again when he is gone, and he has many sons. No matter the fourth son Han Yu or the ninth son Han Fei, they are all rare talents.

But if there is a problem in King Han's palace, all his plans will be useless.

(End of this chapter)