Lan Jue didn't expect that he could really fall asleep.

When he opened his eyes, it was already dark, and a small lamp was lit in the corner of the room. Lan Jue suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up. The servant who served knelt down beside the bed in fear.

Lan Jue calmed down, signaled the servants to get up, and slowly got out of bed: "Are you entering the update?"

The servant stepped forward to change clothes for Lan Jue: "Reply to the master, it's almost time, it's almost one or two minutes." After a pause, he said, "There is no news on Lord Feng's side."

Lan Jue nodded.

When the bang was playing, Lan Jueping left the servant and walked to the yard alone. The room in the hall was not enough, and Lan Jue was still on holiday, so it was inconvenient to move in, so he stayed in the small magistrate's house in Zhangping.

Lan Jue stood under the tree for a while and suddenly heard a noise. He stepped over the moon gate and turned the corner of the room. He saw a light in the light. Zhang Ping was pulling Wumei towards the direction of the gate. The attendant found Lan Jue and saluted immediately. Zhang Ping let go of Wumei's cuffs and bowed: "The emperor has met the master."

Lan Jue said no to the gift, Zhang Ping stood up a little, looked up at Lan Jue: "Sir, aren't you rest?"

Lan Jue said: "Just just woke up."

Zhang Ping looked at him again: "Have you eaten by sir?"

Lan Jue said: "I don't have much appetite, so I don't have to eat dinner for now. You are still busy with official duties and don't need to call our department."

Zhang Ping said: "Sir, it's better to use some supper."

Lan Jue nodded slightly: "Use it later."

Zhang Ping looked up at Lan Jue again, and Lan Jue said again: "You are so hurrying, I think you are going to find some clues again, so go quickly."

Zhang Ping nodded, looked at Lan Jue again, lowered his eyelids: "Secret official, I'll leave first. Sir, have a good rest."

Lan Jue looked at his expression: "The case you investigated is somewhat related to the department. If you have any needs, you can come to the department directly."

Zhang Ping raised his eyes again: "The official is indeed in trouble, I want to ask the Lord for advice."

Lan Jue looked at the lights in his pupils: "Do you want the headquarters to go with you?"

Wumei secretly pulled Zhang Ping's robe from behind, and Zhang Ping said, "The Lord will go with the adults for dinner first."

Lan Jue said: "No need, the headquarters has no appetite at the moment, so let's go."

Waiting is useless, and thinking too much is useless. It is better to do something else first to calm down.

Zhang Ping bowed again: "Please, sir."

In the capital, in the hall of the Honglu Temple Concierge Office, Wen Muli, the commander of Tachi Kingdom, was pacing back and forth.

When he heard that King Dai was assassinated, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

In fact, when King Dai was demoted, Wen Muli regretted it. The prince did a little too much in this matter. The people in the delegation could clearly feel the disgust and contempt around him these days.

Wenmuli sent people to collect the discussions among the people in the capital, mostly surprised how the emperor punished King Dai like this for a mustard Xiaofan country. How could a twelve or thirty-year-old child do to a strong man in his thirty years old? So what if it happens? Destroying that Xiaofan country is not like killing an ant.

Many people even implicitly mocked the imperial cartilage and sighed that if the grandfather and the grandfather were alive, they would kill the foreign envoy first and then pacify the foreign country. The insults of Prince Chabcharik to Tachi Kingdom were like the gathering of all the seas, and they could not bear to listen to it. Recently, Tachi's merchants were walking on the streets, and they did not dare to report their origins, and even lied that they were from other countries, otherwise they would not even be able to buy bowls of water.

Other countries, especially the envoys and meticulous works in the capital, were particularly active during this period.

Feng Tai immediately rushed to the tent for the autopsy with the constable.

At this time, another wilderness was also a torch. The shovel was digging hard in the fire. Suddenly, a handful of iron shovels touched the hardness under the soil.

The fire gathered over.

"Report—Report—" The attendant plunged into Wang Yan's tent, "Report to Lord Minister, a stone brick wall was dug under the soil!"

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, he put away the short sword that was wiped in his hand, stood up and strode out of the tent.

"Let them not move around first. Wait for the headquarters to pass by!"

Old Feng is not here, he just needs to do things quickly!
Chapter completed!