Chang'an was getting hotter in mid-March, and the beauty-loving palace maids had begun to change into thinner gauze skirts. The light breeze in the deep spring was blowing, and the gauze danced was really pleasing to the eye.

Today is the day when the army returns, and it is also the day when the prisoners are offered in front of the Zhuque Gate. However, because there are too many rules for the prisoners to be offered and even the position is particular, Li Chengqian asked for leave from the old man, saying that the abdominal pain was unbearable, and hid back to the "Lanruo Temple".

The little girl Yang Yuxin served her, holding the "Fengshen Romance" copied by the little girl in her hand and carefully read it, and she felt an indescribable feeling.

"The Romance of the Gods" was recited by him and asked the little girl to copy it. He was familiar with every sentence in it so well that he could not be more familiar with it. He held it in his hand and pretended to behave, and he was just a feeling.

Heizi and Dugu Yufeng have already returned. There is no clue except for a pool of black blood.

Li Yuanchang's guards, palace maids, and servants were also tried. Except for a personal guard named Hu Laoba who disappeared, there was no other suspicious place.

As for Ye Mei, her job was very simple, and she would freeze the body into the ice.

All that was done was that Su Meng, who went to find Shu Tian and others, had not come back yet. However, in Li Chengqian's opinion, even if he found the person back, it would be useless. He did not think that Shu Tian, ​​a professional constable, could be much better than him, a "modern detective".

While thinking about these things, Li Chengqian picked up the tea water poured by Yang Yuxin on the tea tray and sipped it gently, and his eyes were a little frozen when he looked at the book.

"Your Highness, there is news coming from Jingzhou Prefecture." Suddenly, Ye Mei walked out of a shadow, her expression looked very strange, and she came to Li Chengqian and said softly.

"Jingzhou Prefecture?" Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows. He didn't remember anything he had arranged to Jingzhou.

"His Highness of the King of Han appeared in Jingzhou Prefecture, and... and..." Ye Mei once again showed a strange expression on her expressionless face, and said slowly after a long time: "And the old nest that had dropped the 'seed', and even killed the 'seed' leader."

"What?!" Li Chengqian's voice was more than octave higher. He sat up from the rocking chair and stared at Ye Mei in disbelief and asked, "You say it again, what did you just say?"

"His Highness of the King of Han appeared in Jingzhou Prefecture, and he also lost the 'seed' nest, and killed the leader of the 'seed' with his own hands." Ye Mei repeated the just now almost word by word.

"Fuck" punched the armrest of the rocking chair. After struggling for a long time, he said, "Only he is so cowardly, can he kill people? Can he kill the leader of the 'seed' by himself? The person in charge in Jingzhou is talking in his sleep, right?"

Using carrier pigeons to transmit intelligence is a unique communication channel for the intelligence department. Li Chengqian did not believe that anyone could modify the information on the intelligence halfway, so he only doubted whether the person in charge in Jingzhou made a mistake.

"No, the news is very accurate. The seal has been used by the governor of Jingzhou, so I can't make a mistake." Ye Mei said with great certainty.

"Send a message to Jingzhou and re-check it!" Li Chengqian's expression gradually became solemn. It was a big deal to wipe out the 'seeds', and it was impossible to be careless at all. Moreover, Li Yuanchang was involved, which was even more incomprehensible.

"Your Highness, Jingzhou has sent 800 miles of emergency. You can receive accurate news tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Do you see if it is..." Ye Mei did not think that the news was necessary to re-verify, because this situation was delivered through the Assassin's intelligence website, not the original group of spies from the Intelligence Department, so the credibility is still very high.

Besides, Jingzhou is not very far from Chang'an. You can basically arrive within three days of 800 miles. There is time to check the information back and forth, and basically the messenger who delivered the message has arrived.

"Okay, send this information to the intelligence department for filing, and send it to Lin Songhai, and let him hand it to his father." Although Li Chengqian wanted to see with his own eyes what the old man looked like when he received this information, out of reason, he decided to give up this unrealistic idea.

After all, in the old man's opinion, all he could control was the "Seventh Group" of the intelligence department, which had nothing to do with it. It was reasonable to put his team on the old man's view.

But if the old man knows that he still has a set of intelligence teams, then there will be a lot of trouble, and it is impossible to say that he will be completely angry if he doesn't do it well.

"Yes, I'll do it now." Ye Mei's actions were straightforward and he agreed and turned around and left.

"Wait, let's give this news to Lin Songhai in the evening, so that the old man can have fun first."

Thinking that Li Er was inspecting his troops at the Zhuque Gate and admiring his own results, Li Chengqian felt that it would be better to make the old man happy for another afternoon.

"Here!"

Therefore, the originally arranged reception dinner seemed a bit dull. Li Er, who had been thinking about it, made the civil servants and military generals confused, and could not figure out why the great emperor was so happy in the afternoon and depressed in the evening.

Finally, Changsun Wuji whispered to Li Er a few times before he realized that he was a little lost. After smiling embarrassedly, he regained his afternoon style and started a banquet with his ministers.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the Turks are good at singing and dancing, but I don't know if it's true?" During the banquet, I didn't know who suddenly remembered the incident of Li Chengqian asking Jie Li to dance in Chang'an, so I couldn't help but mention it.

Hou Junji had already drunk a lot with a group of old killers in the hall, and his face was filled with alcohol. He was about to drink wine to Du Ruhui to celebrate his rebirth after the disaster. When he happened to hear the suggestion of letting Jie Li go to the hall to dance, he couldn't help but cheer and said, "Hahaha, this is a good suggestion. Your Majesty, I suggest that you might as well let Jie Li's son dance a song for the generals who returned from the triumphant Tang Dynasty?"

Everyone was able to fight, but he was left in the capital. It is conceivable that he was depressed. If he could toss out the current situation, he would be a joy to relieve his boredom in his heart.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I also heard that Jie Li danced very well. How about letting him dance a song?" A group of killers who were drinking a little excited under the imperial ranks had long been greeted by Li Chengqian, and they all knew about Jie Li going to the hall to dance. Although Li Chengqian did not come at this time, since someone asked him, it was equivalent to reminding these guys.

So, Jie Li, the unlucky child, was taken to the hall, and was scolded by Li Er pointed at his nose and scolded him. After criticizing his five serious crimes, in order to express his "submission" and "very grateful", he specially presented a unique Turkic dance to the monarch and ministers of the Tang Dynasty!
Chapter completed!