Chapter 196 Follow Me to Imperial Capital
Imperial Capital.
"Master, we've caught another one." The secret guard's muffled voice rang out in the room.
Fu Yi, who was about to go out, stopped, took off his coat and changed into a dark round-necked robe.
We arrived at the dungeon. A man was tied to the gallows, his limbs bound tightly with ropes that dug deep into his flesh. He gasped for breath, his voice distorted as he uttered, "Who?"
"Who are you?"
"Why are you arresting me?"
"How dare you arrest me!"
The killer who was caught in Heqing was now standing aside, looking at the man on the gallows with a mixture of fear and relief.
…Luckily, he’s not the one hanging there now.
Based on the communication methods provided by him and Zizhu with the people in the building, Prince Danshuo summarized the patterns and arranged for people to capture several killers in the building.
This is the fourth one.
At this time, footsteps were heard, and Fu Yi approached and called out, "Qu Mai."
It was the killer's name.
Qu Mai quickly bowed to him and hesitantly called him "Master".
"Let's try him." Fu Yi raised his chin.
Qu Mai responded and walked forward with a knife in hand.
He is familiar with the weaknesses of his own people, so the interrogation will naturally be faster if he does it.
Don't blame him for betraying the building.
How can a killer be loyal?
He had suffered so much, and nearly risked his life, but he just couldn't complete the task. What could he do?
It was only when he was in the Prince's Mansion that he felt like a human being for the first time. What could he do?
A scream suddenly rang out the next moment, but was immediately blocked.
Even though the prince said that this place could completely isolate the sounds from inside and outside, he should still be more careful and do better... At least the reward promised by the prince would really be given to him.
"Hurry up, I have to go out." Fu Yi said.
Qu Mai nodded and took ruthless action.
The man on the gallows suddenly struggled violently. But the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became, and blood splattered all over Fu Yi's body.
Qu Mai couldn't help but panic, and quickly bent down and raised his hand to wipe the blood off Fu Yi's body.
Fu Yi raised his hand to block it.
Qu Mai stammered and couldn't speak.
"It's okay." Fu Yi said.
Qu Mai was flattered and carefully withdrew his hand.
He didn't let Fu Yi wait too long, and the captured man spoke.
“I don’t know the direction of the building…
"Every time I turned in a mission, I would... go to the earthen kiln on the outskirts of the city, place a flower in the hole in the wall, and... someone would come to pick me up.
“Everyone wore masks, so they didn’t know each other’s true faces… They would also cover their eyes on the way back to the building.
"How long will it take? About half an hour? That should be it. With my eyes covered, my senses can't be accurate."
Zizhu, Qumai, and several people who were arrested later, each gave a different confession of the location.
Fu Yi responded with a thoughtful "hmm," then stood up and left.
The guard wondered: "Master, are they lying?"
Secret guard Lu Xiao, who specialized in intelligence interrogation, shook his head when he heard the words and said, "I'm not lying."
In the dungeon, the killer, still tied to the gallows, spoke hatefully: "Why did you betray the building?"
"Didn't you confess too?"
"I'm different from you!"
"What's the difference? Aren't we all just like people with their heads tied to their waistbands? We don't know where we came from, and we don't know where we're going back."
"...I just want to have a quick fix. Go ahead."
Qu Mai put one hand on the rope and said, "I'm about to let you down. Do you want to die? Why don't you learn from me and surrender to my master? Then you can live."
"I don't want to live."
Qu Mai didn't understand: "If you can live well, why not live?"
"Betraying the building and becoming someone's lackey is good enough?"
"Didn't I work as a lackey for the people in the building in the past? It's really not as good as it is now." Qu Mai said happily.
The other party looked at him and thought that he was crazy, as he could shamelessly say "It's good to be a dog".
"How were you caught?"
Qu Mai took off his shirt and showed him his arrow wound: "I was ambushed by an archer."
The arrow wound had not healed yet and was still very ferocious.
"Humph, you can even fall towards the person who shot you!"
"Being a killer means getting hurt. What's the big deal?"
"But if you leave the building and don't have medicine, how will your injuries heal?"
"The master gave me the medicine." Qu Mai was still cautious and did not say that it was Zizhu who got the medicine.
The man on the gallows frowned and fell silent.
After a while, he asked again: "Will the owner here let me go?"
Qu Mai nodded and hurriedly described Fu Yi's good qualities in detail.
When Cheng Nianying first entered the mansion, she was deceived by Fu Yi's tactics. What about them?
"Just now, I accidentally stained your blood on the master's robe, and he didn't blame me. How magnanimous!"
"Hmm..." He was very generous not to buy anything.
How could they know that this was a mask of a mature politician?
I just think that a person who has status and power, and holds a sharp knife but does not drop it, is being merciful.
"I... I still have something to say." The man on the gallows said suddenly.
Qu Mai immediately jumped up and went to find Fu Yi.
…
"I don't know what the owner looks like. But I know there are two people around him, one is called Master Ruan, and the other is called Ya Jiu. They are both very powerful."
"I haven't met Yajiu, but I have met Master Ruan. Master Ruan taught us individually."
"I once had the opportunity to visit Tianzi Pavilion, also blindfolded. I couldn't see anything, but I remember... the fragrance!"
“Love some incense there!”
The man endured the pain and finished speaking in one breath, and finally asked: "What do you want to do to the building?"
"Shovel it away."
These two words were too understated, but they made the killers tremble with fear.
Then the man breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay."
Then betrayal wouldn't be a big deal.
"Take him to identify the incense." Fu Yi turned around and gave the order, and then he really left.
"Master Ruan, Yajiu." Fu Yi pinched his fingertips, "They are all taken from the names of swords."
"In ancient times, there was Master Ruan's sword, forged about seven hundred years ago. The Nine Crow Sword was forged a hundred years ago." The secret guard laughed and said, "Could it be that in this Tianzi Pavilion, the ranking is based on name? Whoever's name was forged earlier is more powerful?"
"It's possible."
Fu Yi took off his robe.
There was not a single bloodstain left on the black robe.
But he still changed into a clean set of clothes before entering the palace.
When he arrived at the palace, Fu Yi did not see the emperor immediately. He waited outside the palace gate and watched the concubines in the harem kneeling in front of the palace and crying.
The concubines who had the prince by their side were naturally not young anymore. They cried until they were almost exhausted, but no one came to help them.
After an unknown amount of time, the palace gate finally opened. The head eunuch led the way, and Yin Huiyi followed behind.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Prince." The chief eunuch stepped forward and bowed.
Fu Yi was not surprised. The emperor felt that he was too difficult to control and began to distance himself from him.
He looked at Yin Huiyi and asked, "How is Mr. Scholar now?"
The eunuch was surprised. How dare the Prince of Danshuo ask Master Yin about his situation in public?
Yin Huiyi smiled and said, "My son went to Heqing. I have to see this important person again."
"Oh, thank you very much, Master Yin."
"Thank you?"
"Even if I'm not here, Master Yin will protect me. Thank you for your hard work."
Yin Huiyi: "..." Using his son as a bodyguard?
He didn't believe that Fu Yi was so magnanimous!
He looked Fu Yi up and down, but didn't see any flaws.
Fu Yi just raised his hand to cover his shoulder, staggered slightly, and smiled apologetically: "I'm afraid I can't stand anymore."
The chief eunuch then welcomed the person in.
Fu Yi lowered his head when he entered the room, his face gloomy for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"Your Majesty."
"You've also seen the scene outside..." The emperor leaned on the couch, seemingly without any strength.
He held his forehead with one hand and said, "Recently, these sons of mine have been making stupid moves. In order to attack their own brothers, they want to interfere in everything and mess up everything!"
"Your Majesty should have appointed a crown prince long ago."
"The Cen family was just punished by me, and now I am anxious to appoint a crown prince. I am afraid the queen is blaming me."
How could the emperor be afraid of the queen? He said this just because he hoped Fu Yi would come up with a foolproof solution that would not tarnish his reputation.
"My dear."
"My dear minister?" the emperor called out twice.
Fu Yi pretended to come back to his senses, his face pale as he said, "I have been lacking energy lately and lost my composure in front of the Emperor. Your Majesty, please punish me."
"Why should I punish you? Although I am angry that you acted on your own regarding the Cen family's affairs, I should reward you for bringing those letters back intact."
"I dare not take credit for it."
"Don't be so modest. You've uncovered much of the refugee crisis. I will reward you handsomely." The emperor then changed the subject. "Who do you think would be a better choice for me to appoint as Crown Prince?"
Fu Yi was not fooled and continued, "I dare not make any rash comments."
"No matter what you say, I will forgive your sins first. Speak boldly, I want to hear your suggestions."
Fu Yi suddenly felt bored. Actually, he had never been bored by moments like this before. He knew the emperor didn't trust him that much, and the emperor also knew he was power-hungry and scheming.
But now I feel bored for some reason.
"I venture to believe that Prince Liang is the most suitable. He is your Majesty's eldest son and has many military achievements..."
Fu Yi lied a few words, but was met with the emperor's surprised gaze.
After finishing his conversation with the emperor and walking out, Fu Yi was still recalling the emperor's reaction at that moment.
Does the emperor really want to establish Prince Liang?
That won't work.
After leaving the palace and getting on the carriage, Fu Yi suddenly felt a little annoyed when he thought that there were more people to be killed.
This feeling of annoyance lasted until I returned to the Prince's Mansion.
The secret guard came to report that "Miss Jiang" had entered the Hanging Temple.
"only……"
"Just what?"
“She brought a lot of people with her.”
"Well, but what about Pei Jia's fellow monks?"
"Not only that...but also the entire Pei Mansion, almost the entire family followed."
Fu Yi was stunned: "She really values these people in the Pei Mansion... Let her be."
He wasn't worried about her asking for too much.
He wanted her to ask for as much as possible.
Fu Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, his annoyance easing slightly. However, Yin Huiyi's words still echoed in his ears, and the annoyance instantly intensified and filled his heart.
He has too many things to do, so he can no longer go to see "Xiao He" suddenly like he did to Heqing.
Fu Yi's fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair, one sound after another.
"Also..." the secret guard spoke again, "Miss Jiang is injured."
Fu Yi's mood became even worse.
"Is the injury minor or serious?"
“The people following can’t see clearly.”
Fu Yi suddenly remembered: "Grinding ink..."
The secret guard looked up in surprise.
"I'll write to her and ask her." He wanted to see her reply written stroke by stroke.
*
The day after writing the letter, Fu Yi went out without Wu Xun.
He went in and out of the palace as usual, but still did not wait for the assassins from Tianzi Pavilion to arrive.
The few minor characters captured earlier were far from enough...but he didn't want to drag it on any longer.
"We must give them a chance to take action."
"Master, are you going back to Prince Kang's Mansion?"
Fu Yi shook his head.
Although he was not close to Prince Kang's Mansion, he was not so cruel as to lure the killer there.
"Go back and look through the posts."
"Why."
Fu Yi really found out - an official from the Ministry of Justice had sent a letter to his house seven days ago, inviting him to taste wine, saying that he had a beautiful woman in his house to serve wine.
"Is this person new here?" Wu Xun sighed. "Who else would dare to send such a letter?"
Fu Yi: "That's it."
The official was indeed very courageous. He had just been an official in Beijing for a short time and was eager to gain a foothold. He was eager to pay homage to someone, and ended up paying homage to Fu Yi.
He was flattered by Fu Yi's visit and wanted to please Fu Yi even more.
He also heard that the Princess Consort had passed away, and that there were few women around Fu Yi.
"I want to invite the prince to a good place."
Fu Yi was here to lure the snake out of its hole today, so he could go anywhere and nodded generously.
After one stick of incense.
Fu Yi was in a Qinlou and Chuguan: "..."
The official believed that there was no man in the world who was not lustful, and that there were few women around Prince Danshuo because he had not tasted the goodness of them.
In the past, the daughters of marquisates were called ladies from noble families, but the women here today will surely give Prince Danshuo a completely different experience.
"Prince, please."
Fu Yi frowned slightly before going up the stairs.
"Who brings a guard to bed?" The man muttered in the corner, "This is a good opportunity."
After a while, a door opened and the most talented and beautiful girl in the museum was invited out.
"Niang Yan is going to meet an important guest today, so you must be extremely careful."
"Yeah." Yan Niang raised her hand and touched the veil on her face. There was a bead curtain made of red beans hanging outside the veil, which made her skin look even whiter.
The man looked at her and felt that something was strange about her, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
It wasn't until I saw her walk in that I realized she seemed to have grown taller.
*
The Hanging Temple at that time.
Cen Yaoxin rolled over from the bed, panting awkwardly, and grabbed Commander Jiang's hand: "My dear, are you really reluctant to kill her?"
Commander Jiang slowly sat up, his eyes cold and ruthless: "Who told Fu Yi to love her and not you?"
He stood up, put on his robe, and walked out, with no intention of picking up Cen Yaoxin.
Cen Yaoxin now has a leg injury and can only crawl back by herself.
She looked at Commander Jiang's departing back, and a strong sense of unwillingness welled up in her, so she smashed the teacup with her backhand.
Someone outside heard the noise and came in. It was Master Ruan.
Why are you afraid of monks? Cen Yaoxin bit her tongue, but she forced a pitiful smile on her face.
Master Ruan came over to help her, and she placed her fingers on his wrist: "My leg hurts... Can you give me... a massage?"
After Commander Jiang left, he went to see Cheng Nianying.
He asked her, "You said you were going with me last time? ... Then come back to Beijing with me."
Cheng Nianying nodded without blinking.
She was just about to go to Yujing!
"How is your injury? Let me take a look." The man leaned forward and stretched out his hand almost to touch Cheng Nianying's neck.
Cheng Nianying dodged.
"Are you still wary of me?" Commander Jiang pursed his lips.
Cheng Nianying looked at him strangely.
Commander Jiang withdrew his hand and felt amused. She was so resistant to others getting close to her, so what did she do when she was intimate with Fu Yi?
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