Happy Little Scholar

"Is everything you said true?"

Li Yi glanced at him and saw the young man named Fang looking at him with suspicion and shaking his head slightly. The young man's question was very poor.

These things happened one after another, and no one knew the whole reason better than him. He knew what others knew, and he also knew the details that others didn't know. No one understood better than him how the former aloof King of Shu was. Step by step, we have fallen to where we are today.

Of course it’s all because he did it himself!

Shengsheng played a good hand of cards like this, and as an outsider, he couldn't stand it.

As things stand today, the King of Shu is destined not to be the emperor. If he leaves Shu for Kyoto now, he will die on the road less than half the journey. This was already doomed when he left Kyoto.

If he really gets involved with this Taoist nun's power, I'm afraid there will be more trouble.

Therefore, we must use emotion and reason to persuade these people to turn back as soon as possible. It is not easy for such a large sect to start from scratch and run it like this. When you meet His Highness the King of Shu who has been cheating his teammates for twenty years, it is difficult for him to do so for decades. It would be such a pity if the foundation was ruined.

Even Li Yi himself couldn't bear it.

"Thank you for reminding me, brother, I will investigate carefully." The young man surnamed Fang said with his hands in hand.

"We are all our own people, as we should." Li Yi waved his hand, walked into the inn, and gave instructions to the waiter downstairs: "Sending some wine and food later."

Just now at the Prince of Shu's Mansion, I only heard Brother Jiang bragging and sighing, spitting and ruining a table of food. I was really hungry now.

The waiter responded quickly: "Okay, sir, you go up first. I will go to the kitchen and say hello. The food and wine will be here soon!"

Not long after Li Yi stepped into the room, in another guest room, the young man named Fang said with a gloomy face: "Ask the person responsible for collecting intelligence from Kyoto to come here!"

Not long after, a man in blue hurriedly walked in and said, "I wonder what the protector's orders are?"

The young man surnamed Fang looked at him and asked: "What big changes have occurred in the Kyoto court in the past few months?"

The man in blue thought for a while and said: "There are no big changes. Just a few days ago, Emperor Jingguo sent people to check the accounts of Beijing officials, and later dismissed many officials. Recently, after I left Beijing, there were many people in the court. It’s turbulent, new information comes in every day, and my subordinates haven’t had time to sort it out.”

The young man named Fang said in a deep voice: "Bring me all the information you have collected."

"Yes, protector!"

After a while, the man in blue walked into the room again holding a thick book.

The young man surnamed Fang sat down at the table and started flipping things quickly. As time passed, his face became increasingly ugly.

"The king of Shu incited public opinion and intended to force the palace to be forced into the palace, so he was expelled from the capital..."

"School of Accountancy, Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Department of Household Affairs, Cleaning the Court..."

"The son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry was killed, the minister of the Ministry of Industry... had his house ransacked, the woman was given a lowly status, and the man was exiled three thousand miles away!"

"Trash!" The man named Fang slammed the table and stood up from the chair.

The man in blue hurriedly knelt on the ground and said loudly: "This subordinate is not doing well, please punish me by the guardian!"

The man surnamed Fang did not look at him and murmured: "If the Holy Religion wastes its resources on this kind of waste, it will end up being like a bamboo basket..."

Before that, he had always believed that the King of Shu would be the best candidate to inherit the throne. After listening to what the man said just now, he took a closer look at the current situation and finally understood that the situation in the Jingguo Court had already changed. So much has changed.

Although he has deep resentment towards the current Emperor Jing, he will not think that the emperor is a foolish emperor without talent and virtue. He will not be so foolish that when he is seriously ill, he will drive the prince thousands of miles away and have a fight in the court. purge to reduce the power behind him.

The only explanation is that the king of Shu has no chance to take the throne of emperor.

"Although waste is waste, it still has some uses." A sneer appeared on the face of the man surnamed Fang, and he said: "Pass the order..."

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"Come here, bring these drinks and food to the guest in Room 7 upstairs." The waiter took out a tray, put it on the table, gave instructions, and went to the kitchen to get busy again.

"I'll do it." Just as a waiter was about to run over, a handsome boy came from the kitchen, picked up the food and wine in both hands, and walked upstairs.

In the room, Li Yi sat at the table, poured a cup of tea, and sipped it while looking at the flickering candlelight.

That damn Taoist nun is really a headache.

In the past, when he and Ruyi were together all day, he didn't feel that the master was very powerful, and the Taoist nun didn't give him the feeling of being very dangerous.

Now I finally realize why all the people in the martial arts world change their expressions when they talk about being a master.

Every time I wake up, I feel that this Taoist nun is a little more mysterious. This feeling is really helpless.

He held the teacup with a slight force, and there was a "pop" sound, and the teacup shattered. When he finally opened his hand, there was only a pile of white powder in his palm.

There was a knock on the door.

It must have been that his supper had arrived. Li Yi turned his back to the door and was too lazy to look back. He said casually: "The door is not closed. Come in."

Then there was the sound of "squeaking" the door opening.

"Just put it here." Li Yi pointed to the table, clapped his hands, and said, "When you go out, remember to close the door."

The waiter put the wine and food on the table and turned to leave. Li Yi soon heard the sound of the door closing.

Shuzhou is really a remote place. The chef in the inn kitchen is obviously not very good. The dishes are black and look unappetizing. Li Yi couldn't even recognize what kind of dish it was...

He tasted a small bite with a tentative mentality and frowned tightly.

He took another bite and sighed: "This skill is probably on par with Miss Liu Er..."

After saying this, his body shivered inexplicably, and his hair stood up all over his body.

He slowly turned his head and saw a figure standing behind him, with his arms folded, looking at him coldly.

Li Yi widened his eyes and blurted out: "As..."

He only said one word and was blocked by the other party.

Across the wall, the middle-aged Taoist nun who was sitting cross-legged on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

"If~~~ I can give up the whole world, at least I still have you, who is worth cherishing, and you being here is the miracle of life..."

A strange ballad came from the other side, which was not the popular music in Qi or Jing. It sounded a little different, but if you listened carefully, it was acceptable.

In addition, there were other voices.

"Young man, don't go back yet, sit down and have a drink with me..."

"I tell you, the cook in the back kitchen of your inn should be dismissed as soon as possible, which will affect the business..."

"If you don't believe it, try it yourself..."

The middle-aged Taoist nun shook her head. Li Yi always gave her the feeling of being different, always doing things that ordinary people could not guess. So far, she has been used to it.

If you think about it carefully, those capable people are mostly like this, with some strange habits or behaviors, so she has always turned a blind eye to these things.

There are still many places where he will be needed in the future. Even if he cannot be reconciled, he should not cause too much disgust.

The middle-aged Taoist nun turned her head, took a look, and slowly closed her eyes.