I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 71
Daning Palace.

Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen met Ning Yongnian in the Changchun Hall of Concubine Hua Gui.

Called the emperor out of the concubine's bed in the middle of the night, and the two of them were gone.

But the more this is done, the more prominent the Wei family's anger.

"..."

"what?!"

"There is such a thing?!"

In the luxurious hall surrounded by aroma, Ning Yongnian placed the tea cup on the table, his face full of anger.

"I'm going to ask people to investigate, and I must find out who is behind the scenes! No matter who it is, I will definitely punish them!!"

"Oh, by the way, Aiqing still wants that mica... Come on!"

"The servant is here." The old eunuch pushed open the door and entered.

"A while ago, the Tianshan Sect gave me a mica and put it in the private library."

Ning Yongnian looked at the old eunuch, waved his hand and ordered, "Hurry up and find it! Someone in Wei Aiqing's family is waiting for this thing to save his life!"

"Yes! The slaves are going!"

The old eunuch responded with a hurried footstep and turned to go out, but just as he walked out of the Changchun Palace, he stopped slowly.

The little eunuch next to him was a little puzzled: "Foster father, aren't we going to find that mica? Why don't you leave?"

"Mica is gone."

"Ah? How can you know if you haven't even looked for it?"

The little eunuch was greatly surprised: "Foster father, could it be you..."

"Shut up! How did I recognize you as such an unhappy child!"

The old eunuch glared at the young eunuch angrily, and explained in a low voice, "The emperor said it's gone, it's gone!"

"Where is the emperor..."

The little eunuch wanted to argue again, but when he saw the old eunuch's eyes, he shrank his neck again and changed the question.

"My son is stupid, please ask my foster father to give some pointers."

"Humph!"

The old eunuch breathed out his nostrils, stroking the little eunuch's hand and asked, "Let me ask you, when the emperor was talking to me, did you see how his hand was placed outside the door?"

"what?"

The little eunuch was stunned for a moment. After recalling it, he reluctantly replied: "I only remember that the emperor did wave his hand to his foster father.

He was touched by the old eunuch with one hand, and the other hand swung left and right in the air.

"You have some eyesight."

The old eunuch nodded and explained, "I'll tell you this habit of the emperor today, listen carefully."

"When the emperor ordered things in front of outsiders, he should not do it if he waved his hands left and right, and he should do it if he waved his hands back and forth."

"You remember?"

"Ah! I remember."

The little eunuch nodded first, then shook his head again, puzzled, "Why doesn't the emperor want to give Mr. Wei the mica? Isn't there someone in the Wei family waiting for this thing to save their lives?"

"Naturally because the emperor was unwilling to save that person's life."

"Why not save it? This is not a good time to win over the Wei family..."

"okay!"

The old eunuch shouted suddenly and stopped explaining.

"Go figure it out for yourself!"

……

……

Mirror Division.

When Wei Changtian dried the rice paper full of words and put it into an envelope, and then put the envelope into his chest, the jade on his waist just started to get hot.

Sure enough, as he thought, Ning Yongnian did not take out the mica.

Intensifying conflict is a tricky game.

Sighing lightly, he got up and walked out of the room, walking along the stone road to the deepest part of the Xuanjing Division.

It was already late at night, and there was not a single officer on the road except for the occasional patrolling guard. The only one small building was heavily guarded.

The architectural style of this small building is different from other buildings in the Hanging Mirror Division. It has no windows or plaques, only a tightly closed black iron door... At first glance, it looks a bit like a fortress in a previous life.

This gate has been opened thirteen times in the more than [-] years since the establishment of the Xuanjing Division. The last time was more than [-] years ago, when a [-]-year-old monster appeared on the outskirts of the city.

As for what is in such a mysterious building?
There is only one thing - ancestral jade.

Zimuyu is an object worn by everyone in the Xuanjing Division. When the mother jade is burned, the Ziyu is also hot.

This process is point-to-point, equivalent to a two-way conversation.

But Zuyu is different. As long as Zuyu is burned, all the associated Ziyu will react, which is a bit similar to the feeling of group texting.

As for how many text messages Zu Yu in this small building can send in groups...

Except for the inner guard who wants to defend the palace, everyone at the helm of the Hanging Mirror Division.

That is to say, if someone sends this signal... Hualingwei, Buyiwei, Zongmi, Liuye, and stickers all have no tasks in Beijing, and they all need to arrive at the Xuanjing Division within a quarter of an hour. Yamen, waiting for dispatch.

With such a battle, it is no wonder that this gate has only been opened thirteen times in more than [-] years.

"Master Wei! Why are you still in the yamen?"

Seeing Wei Changtian approaching, several guards on the night shift immediately straightened up and greeted, "Isn't it Chongyang today? You didn't go to appreciate the chrysanthemum?"

"No."

Wei Changtian shook his head and said with a smile, "I'd like to trouble some brothers to open the door."

"It's good to talk about it, we are here... what?!"

The officers widened their eyes instantly, thinking they had heard it wrong: "Wei, Young Master Wei, you just said..."

"I say……"

Wei Changtian looked as usual, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Open the door."

"Sir, the villain dares to ask a question."

One of the more clever guards whispered, "Do you know what's inside this door?"

"Naturally know."

"Then... what's the big deal? Did the commander send you here?"

"This has nothing to do with my father."

"..."

The scene suddenly quieted down.

Several guards looked at each other, although no one said a word, but they all stood in front of the iron gate in a unified way, forming a confrontation with Wei Changtian.

There are three keys to open this door, one is in the hands of the commanders of the Xuanjing Division, the other is in the hands of the emperors of the past dynasties, and the other...

"According to the regulations of the Department of Hanging Mirrors, if there is a serious emergency and it is too late to report it!"

Wei Changtian pointed to the black key embedded in the keyhole, and shouted in a deep voice, "You can open this door to burning jade!"

"What do you mean by blocking the door now?!"

"This……"

The next few guards were even more dumbfounded.

Wei Changtian was right, the Department of Hanging Mirrors does have such a regulation - if there is a particularly serious situation and it is too late to report, everyone can come here to open the door.

The original intention of setting up this third key is to prevent the time-wasting of reporting and leading to missing the best time to deal with the crisis.

but……

But since the establishment of the Hanging Mirror Division, there has never been a time when someone other than the commander and the emperor came to open the door!

After all, once the scorching Zuyu is equivalent to setting off the highest-level city-wide alarm, the possible consequences of this...

"Wei, Young Master Wei, why are you..."

"You have no right to know."

"Then why don't you ask the commander first..."

"As I said, this has nothing to do with my father."

Wei Changtian was completely impatient.

Qiuyun has more than an hour left in his life, and he must get mica before that.

Stepping forward to the guards, his eyes fixed on the key on the black iron gate, Wei Changtian's tone was a bit ferocious for the first time.

"If something goes wrong, I will bear it alone, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Now, I'll say it one more time!"

"Open the door!!"

　There is a little delay today, there will be a chapter later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)