Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

Have you participated in the refining of human elixir?

Li Nuo stared at Princess Taiping intently.

Princess Taiping was anxious: Human elixir? No, no, no, I didn't refine the human elixir! I just raised the human elixir, Li Zian, don't slander me!

Raising human roosters is not a big sin, and the feed she uses is not live human livers, so she doesn't feel any burden.

But blood sacrifice to refine human elixir is another matter. Once this is admitted, it would be light to cut the body into pieces.

Li Nuo nodded indifferently.

With Princess Taiping's mental skills, she really was unable to participate in the case of refining the human elixir.

Thought for a long time.

Li Nuo exhaled a thick breath.

He really couldn't think of any other magical effects of human elixir. Let's not get too horny. The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. The truth will eventually surface.

But what should we do with Princess Taiping?

She ordered Renju to assassinate the King of Qin, but it was only an attempt. Generally speaking, it should not be a crime worthy of death.

Moreover, Princess Taiping's cultivation level is mediocre, so even if she is killed in the [Purgatory Tower], he will not get any benefit.

do not care.

Let’s leave it to King Qin to deal with it.

Whether she is exiled to Lingnan or deprived of her title of princess, once the judicial process is over, Princess Taiping may not be peaceful for the rest of her life.

Just when he was about to take Princess Taiping back to the Prison of the Punishment Department, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and he immediately exited the [Purgatory Tower].

Then Wang Liuzi, wearing a ninth-grade official robe, ran in sweating profusely, looking panicked.

Although this official uniform is good, the temperament of the person is not up to par. It feels like wearing a crown while wearing a monkey.

Li Nuo showed a slight displeasure, but he had personally ordered Wang Liu to guard him outside the prison, and not to enter unless it was important.

Why did you come in so impatiently?

Li Nuo asked.

Wang Liuzi swallowed his saliva and said breathlessly: Sir, it's bad! Something big happened in the princess's house!

What happened to the princess mansion?

Li Nuo frowned.

Wang Liuzi said in horror: I just received the news that the entire princess's mansion was in flames. A total of fifty-eight people including the maids and eunuchs in the palace, including Sicheng, were all buried in the flames, and no bones were left.

Li Nuo was shocked!

The mastermind behind the scenes took action, just like the original monk Miaozhen was killed without anyone noticing.

But this speed was much faster than he expected!

And this time the method was even more vicious, and he actually burned the princess's palace to ashes, even the maids and eunuchs were not spared.

What did the Chang'an government office say?

Li Nuo asked quickly.

Wang Liuzi replied: Fortunately, a few adults who stayed behind reacted quickly and personally transported water from the palace's Longjing to put out the fire.

Use the water from the Imperial Palace's Dragon Well to extinguish it? Is it a sky fire?

Li Nuo said in surprise.

Sky fire is one of the unique natural disasters in this world.

It's almost the same, otherwise the fire wouldn't be so terrifying. However, the specific details need to be further verified, but His Majesty is not in Chang'an, so no one can go to the astrological platform. Those mysterious Tianji Dao monks will not listen to King Qin.

Wang Liu replied.

Well, you go down first. Let Mahan and the others come back. The matter at the Princess Mansion will stop here. There is no need to continue to keep an eye on it.

Li Nuo waved his hand and told Wang Liu to step back.

As for the other three Ma Chai, they must be recalled as soon as possible to avoid losing their lives in vain.

Alone in the cell, Li Nuo carefully figured out the whole story.

Obviously, the man behind the scenes knew that he had found out who was in the princess's mansion, so he wanted to destroy all the evidence. Then a sky fire would be the best thing to do to burn the princess's mansion to ashes.

Heavenly fire will burn if touched, and can burn everything in the world. Only the Longjing water in the palace, which has been baptized by the essence of the sun and moon, can extinguish it.

Since everyone is going to be silenced, then Princess Taiping...

Thinking of this, Li Nuo used his inner strength, let go of his senses, and carefully checked every corner of the cell.

With his subtle perception, he indeed discovered a trace of strange aura remaining in the prison.

Besides him, someone else has been in this prison! This is enough to show that the mastermind behind the scenes wants to silence Princess Taiping as well!

Somehow poisonous.

This is the direct royal sister of Jingshun's mother!

Fortunately, he possesses a heaven-level treasure like the [Purgatory Tower], and accidentally transferred Taiping into it.

The late Emperor Wenzong, you are indeed still alive! Li Nuo murmured, The royal family has been the most ruthless since ancient times, and the ancients would not bully me! You are indeed ruthless, even your own daughter will be silenced. But why do you want to live in this world? dark place?

The one who can possess such heaven-defying means is definitely Wenzong.

Since he is alive and still in Chang'an, where is he hiding?

Li Nuo frowned and thought.

Suddenly, the fog in my mind dissipated, and I felt suddenly enlightened.

The palace!

Where else to hide besides the palace?

It’s dark under the lamp!

The palace was large enough, and Wenzong's familiarity with the palace was unparalleled. Even in the palace, he had confidants eunuchs or maids to help him.

Tricky way!

These two words popped into Li Nuo's mind again.

Only those with incomplete yang roots can practice the deceitful way.

There are many eunuchs in the palace...

It must be!

When Monk Miaozhen could be killed, he really couldn't think of any other way except for the secret techniques of the treacherous path and the witch clan's dreaming method.

Li Nuo's complexion became more and more serious.

I'm afraid Wenzong completely controlled the palace, and Emperor Jingshun was basically kept in the dark.

Li Nuo's speculation was infinitely close to the truth.

…

Yeting Palace.

In a decaying and decaying room.

How's it going?

The old Wenzong asked softly on the broken bed, which made a squeaking and piercing noise at the slightest movement.

edge.

An old eunuch who looked exactly like the eunuch who was the leader of the secret guard, but seemed much gentler, replied: Your Majesty, Princess Taiping's mansion has been completely burned down, but when I went to the prison, Princess Taiping was nowhere to be seen.

Did Li Zian hide her?

Wenzong was not surprised.

The old eunuch said in confusion: It's strange to say that I can clearly feel Princess Taiping's aura and has not left the prison. However, I searched carefully many times and found no trace of the princess.

Wen Zong said: Although Li Zian abandoned literature and joined martial arts, he must have some special Confucianism, Taoism and magical powers. Anyway, all the evidence in the princess's mansion has been destroyed, and there is only Taiping left outside who can't make trouble.

Old eunuch: I'm just afraid that the princess will betray your majesty.

Wenzong smiled disdainfully and said: So what if I confess? I just gave Taiping a dream, and she has never seen me. Li Zian still can't find out who I am, and even if he does, he won't have the chance to tell the world the truth.

The old eunuch believed deeply: Calculating the time, Jingshun should have climbed Mount Tai by now. As long as the enshrinement is over, the fate of the country will definitely change, and your majesty can seize the throne of King Qin.

Wenzong's eyes flashed: Success or failure depends on this one move. Go down and keep an eye on King Qin in person. He cannot be harmed in these few days.

Old slave, I obey.

The old eunuch bowed out respectfully. His face also changed accordingly. The moment he stepped out of the palace, he turned into the appearance of the eunuch who was the chief of etiquette and wrote the book.

Outsiders jokingly call him Inner Prime Minister.

No one knows that the secret guard eunuch and the ceremonial eunuch are actually the same person.

Of course, this same person needs to be put in quotation marks, which is somewhat similar to the incarnation of the demon clan.

The eunuch of the secret guard was now protecting Emperor Jingshun from the shadow of Emperor Jingshun, while the eunuch Si Li stayed to help King Qin, who was overseeing the country, handle government affairs.

However, Wenzong and the old eunuch never expected that in the cold palace just three feet away, Jiang Qiuyue who passed through a gap in the wall witnessed the old eunuch walking out of the dilapidated low wall.

This old eunuch is really strange. Why does he come to Yeting Palace all the time? Is he having a secret meeting with a palace maid?

Jiang Qiuyue made some malicious speculations.

But it's so boring. No one comes to play with me. I don't know what happened to Li Zian. He came to me once and never came back. Fortunately, I had the kindness to tell him those secrets. I'm so angry!

Jiang Qiuyue drooped her head and yawned, looking listless, and sighed again, Oh, I don't know how the princess's preparations are. It has been more than a year. Although there is still some time left before the agreed time, but I really want to go back to Xichu.

No one noticed that Jiang Qiuyue was talking to herself with a fluffy fox tail hanging behind her, dangling back and forth.

As the stand-in for Princess Jiang Qiuyue of Western Chu, this fox demon girl had suffered Jiang Qiuyue's sins for more than a year. Her loyalty was indeed beyond words.

…

Lushan Academy.

Li Qi, the number one Confucian and Taoist person in the world today, who is [Second Grade All Laws Invincible], is still in seclusion.

The sound of reading came from the front hall of the academy, and the sound was as sweet as the spring breeze. It actually made the flowers bloom all around and attracted many birds.

In the Sage Pavilion on the back mountain, the two great scholars Jian Yuyan and Wang Yangming were playing chess again.

Old Jane, are you really going to stand by and watch?

Wang Yangming dropped a sunspot and asked in confusion.

Jian Yuyan Baizi followed up and blocked Wang Yangming's way: Why do you ask?

Wang Yangming stared closely into Jian Yuyan's eyes: The birds are gone and the good bows are hidden, the cunning rabbits are dead and the running dogs are cooked. Your Majesty's return will be the day of Zian's death. Are you not worried at all?

Jian Yuyan shook his head and said, Your Majesty cannot kill Zian.

Wang Yangming asked curiously: What other tricks did you secretly lay out?

Do you think the mountain chief would let a profound Confucian and Taoist genius die at the hands of a human emperor? Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous?

Jian Yuyan smiled.

Wang Yangming frowned: Having said that...but my eyelids are twitching, and I always feel that this matter is a bit dangerous. The mountain chief is in retreat.

Jian Yuyan clenched her chest and said, No one in Chang'an can kill Zi'an.

Wang Yangming curled his lips and said angrily: You are quite confident. It doesn't matter, Zian is your proud disciple, and you don't even care about it. I'm still worried.

Jian Yuyan: Vulgar.

Wang Yangming twitched his beard and said happily: How do you treat me, a country rough guy? You should pay more attention to that Hua An. Li Zian is not the only one who is talented in Shuang'an. I heard that Hua An is suffering behind closed doors. There is something to gain from reading, but he really wants to compare with Li Zian.

Jian Yuyan shook his head: How can I get involved in the competition between juniors? If Zian really loses to Hua'an, I have nothing to say. The temple's culture and energy will be given to Hua'an.

Wang Yangming said in a strange tone: You have a broad mind, but there are not necessarily others who are like you.

If that old boy dares to play dirty, I will tell him why the flowers are so red!

Jian Yuyan's eyes were fierce and murderous.

Hahaha, I'm afraid you can't beat them.

Wang Yangming gloated.

Hmph! Am I afraid of him? If it doesn't rain anymore, I'll go out for a walk and come back in seven days.

Jian Yuyan dropped the chess pieces and stood up, stretching comfortably.

Naturally, he was going to lose this set.

How could he be the opponent of Wang Yangming, whose chess skills were as good as his own?

At such an important moment, why don't you stay in Chang'an to protect Zian? What if Zian...oh, I understand. Just go ahead and I will just take care of Zian.

Wang Yangming suddenly realized.

At this time every year, Jian Yuyan would go to the tomb to pay homage to his beloved woman.

Of course, Academician Du Yan, who has been fighting with Jian Yuyan for half his life, will also go.

At this time, the two of them would have a tacit truce, and even get drunk.

However, this year, a third person appeared in the tomb.

From being young and vigorous to being over fifty years old, the grievances and resentments of the past forty years are almost about to be resolved. Otherwise, would you really take it to the coffin?

Facing Cui Wuhui with the belief that he would die, Huang Jiujian, who finally solved his knot, used up the remaining vitality to fly in the air, barely managed to pass through Chang'an City, and landed in a small village.

There is a hilltop here. From early spring to late summer, peach blossoms bloom all over the mountains and plains, and they will not wither until the autumn wind blows.

Therefore, this village is called Peach Blossom Village.

Academician Du Yan loved peach blossoms all his life, and even called himself a Peach Blossom Layer. It was from this Peach Blossom Village.

More than forty years ago, a quick glance at Taohua Mountain in Taohua Village shocked his life.

The mountain path winds up, crosses the creek, passes through the stone stream, and comes to a peach blossom forest in full bloom somewhere on the top of the mountain.

Opening the lovely dark red and light red peach blossom bushes, you can see a tomb underneath. The stone tablet is engraved with the words Cui Yunyun's Tomb, but there is no name of the person who erected it under the stone tablet.

At this time, peach blossoms were flying all over the sky, as if a sea of ​​flowers had surged in and engulfed the entire mountain.

In the peach forest, two old men wearing white and green Confucian shirts were fighting with [lance and sword]. The two of them were absolutely proficient in understanding [Sword and Sword]. No matter how fierce the battle was, they actually did not harm the nearby peach trees.

However, the battle only lasted for a quarter of an hour and ended.

The two of them came out of the wine jars again, and drank together in loneliness. After a while, the two wine jars were bottomed out.

The two were slightly drunk, but they continued to drink.

From morning to dark, dozens of wine jars were empty on the ground, but the two men still fought stubbornly, and no one was willing to admit defeat.

It has nothing to do with alcohol.

This is a battle of spirits between the two.

On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's colors. I don't know where the human faces are, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Hiccup... That disciple of yours is indeed a great talent!

The great scholar in green shirt is naturally Du Yan, a Taoyuan layman. He is holding a wine jar, drunk and his heart is like a knife.

Jian Yuyan retorted: Humph! This is wishful thinking like an old man, so she clearly likes Qiu Ju!

It's obviously a peach blossom!

It's chrysanthemum!

…

The moon is rising.

The two great scholars were quarreling like children.

However, a ragged old man walked out from under the moonlight, making the two of them sober in an instant.

Hahaha, you are wrong! It's neither a peach nor a chrysanthemum. What I like so much is actually Manzhu Shahua...