In the evening, I was lit up at night.

After the late spring season, the sun suddenly warms up, and the entire Jiankang City is filled with the lazy smell of rouge and water.

Li Ruyu chopped his sword in the backyard of the county government office.

Amu was bored and stared at the sunset, and suddenly said inexplicably that your master is going to become an immortal.

Li Ruyu smiled.

Poetry immortals are originally immortals, so how can they be said to become immortals?

The sound of footsteps sounded at the door. Han walked into the yard calmly in casual clothes, smiled and greeted, saying, "Li Baihu, you are really lazy," Chief Yan complained a lot about you, the boss who is just now."

Li Ruyu took his sword and returned to the sheath. Seeing the prefect of Jiankang, he smiled and said, "Prince Han is here and welcomes you if you have any mistakes. If you forgive me, please forgive me."

Mr. Han laughed, "I dare not take it."

I repeated another sentence, I dare not take it.

Li Ruyu smiled and signaled Amu to go and make tea. He invited Han to sit by the stone table and asked, "What's wrong with the prefect Han?"

Mr. Han pondered for a while, "The matter of the sages of painting has settled. It is said that Li Baihu should return to Lin'an, but he still stayed at Jiankang. Could it be that Your Majesty has some plans?"

Li Ruyu coughed, "Your Majesty's thoughts, how can we, the ministers, guess themselves?"

Amu came to make tea.

Han nodded and thanked him, picked up the tea and took a sip, and said, "I know that Li Baihu is still looking for an alien, an alien that really scares His Majesty the Queen, and His Majesty already knows where this person is."

Li Ruyu was surprised, "Why didn't I know this?"

Mr. Han looked at Amu, "Amu, where are you, don't you know?"

Amu laughed and didn't get involved.

Mr. Han had no choice but to say, "Your Majesty won't tell you for the time being, because he is unwilling to alert the enemy. But it doesn't matter. I have been in Jiankang for more than a year and probably know where this strange man is hiding and is willing to help Li Baihu Yi Er."

Showing diligence for nothing...

Li Ruyu remained silent, "What are the benefits of this to governor Han?"

Han didn't explain, thought for a while, and said softly: "This strange man is hiding in Ning Hong's mansion, the chief judge of Jiankang Mansion. He is now a master in Ning Hong's mansion, teaching Ning Huan poetry, calligraphy, rituals and music, with his surname Fan."

After saying this, Han stood up and said, "I don't know what kind of strange man he is, but judging from his demeanor and behavior, he should not be inferior to that sage in painting, and even more than that."

Han left the county yard with meaningful meaning.

Li Ruyu held the tea and was silent for a long time, and he clearly understood what Han meant: Since there was a strange man in the Tongzong Ning Hong's mansion, once this matter was revealed, Ning Hong would be implicated if he was missing. He might even be held accountable even if the right prime minister Ning Que was involved.

But Wang Kun made a profit.

What can someone Han get?

Li Ruyu had to be more careful, and Han must be careful.

Put down the teacup, looked at Amu, and said in a gentle voice: "Amu, if I remember correctly, you often go out these days, especially every night, to see the strange man?"

Amu did not answer.

Li Ruyu was silent for a while before saying, "Actually, Her Majesty the Queen knew that the strange man was there, and she told you that after you eliminated the strange man who was the sage of the painting, you should tell me that you did not tell me if you took your own initiative?"

Amu nodded hesitantly.

Li Ruyu smiled bitterly, "Then what are you doing?"

Amu's face looked very strange, and Li Ruyu muttered that strangely could never figure it out, because I didn't want him to die.

Li Ruyu shook his head helplessly, "Let's visit to Master Fan tomorrow."

He is also a master. Could it be that he is a genius who can be called immortals in a certain way, just like his master?

Amu nodded.

Looking at the last sunset, my thoughts drifted away, my eyes were complicated.

Han, who walked out of the county courtyard, was very thoughtful. This time, his mentor Wang Kun would definitely blame himself for his career. He may have a lot of trouble in the future, but it doesn’t matter. After all, he is the prefect of Jiankang and is a serious fourth-rank official. As long as he has excellent political achievements, he will naturally enter the center.

At this time, you might as well help Li Ruyu.

Besides, what kind of character is Fan Fuzi? Han clearly had a conjecture in his mind - this conjecture was not judged from Fan Fuzi's behavior and style, but was inferred based on Ning Huan's illness.

If Master Fan is really that person, the empress will definitely not be at ease.

Mr. Fan is not as good as a sage, and there are only two endings waiting for him: death or surrender to the empress.

From Han’s perspective, he naturally hopes that Fan Fuzi will die. Not only Fan Fuzi, but Han hopes that all the strange people in the world will die, and even Xianggong Di from the Privy Council should die.

In this way, you can have greater hope to rule the court.

Mr. Han sighed for no reason when he saw the sunset was dim, "This cold husband is even harder to be a good man."

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The night is as deep as water.

In the brightly lit Ning Mansion, Ning Huan, who was famous for his name at the end of the cardamom list, sat dignifiedly in front of the window, reading with a book, and sitting next to him was the young master looking at the little girl with a doting face.

Time is quiet, and the hearts of two people are very close.

In the dark corner of the house ten meters away, a woman sat quietly, blending with the night.

Master Fan looked at Ning Huan.

Ning Huan is a scenery that he never cherishes in his life.

A woman looks at Master Fan.

Master Fan is a scenery that women should cherish for the rest of their lives.

Time passes.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fan Master stood up and said, "Huaner, I'm resting."

Ning Huan put down the book, her eyebrows and eyes were as bright as a crescent moon and said, "It's so sir, you should rest early, don't forget, Mr. I said I'll go to spring together tomorrow."

Fan Master Fan touched Ning Huan's little head with a doting heart, "Okay."

When the woman in the dark corner of the house saw this scene, she covered her heart with pain and felt distressed.

Until Fan Fuzi's figure disappeared into the yard, the woman looked at the little girl in front of the window and spat in a complicated mood, "I didn't expect you to pretend, are you really going for an outing?"

The woman sighed and stood up and disappeared into the darkness.

Behind the wall not far away, Fan Master stared at this scene silently and smiled bitterly, "Silly girl, why bother so persistent? It's already the past. The life that has finally come back again should be found.

Master Fan was helpless and sad.

He settled the affairs of the king and the world, won the reputation of his life, but failed the good man.

I have a conscience.

I am ashamed of the woman holding the sword and the woman who resolutely walked into the palace for herself. After all, I was wrong after all, you both are innocent victims.

Master Fan sighed, only after experiencing death can he know how unbearable what he had pursued before.

Mr. Fan regrets it very much.

If I could do it again, I would like to accompany you two to the end of the world instead of going to the court to gain a reputation.
Chapter completed!