Chapter 455: So Fucking Stupid
so……
Princess Taiping and the Lin family have now become minions of Xiyu.
Let’s not talk about the Lin Mansion for now, but she, Yan Shishu, is the princess of Dayan.
Dayan gave birth to her, raised her, and allowed her to enjoy wealth and glory for more than thirty years.
The result was that she was accused of treason!
And in Yan Xingtian's dream world, his royal sister had also long been involved with the people of Xiyu!
Moreover, the root of this treason is so absurd, twisted and disgusting!
In the past, people only thought that she and Xie were close friends and as close as sisters.
I never thought... that she actually had such rebellious and dirty thoughts towards Xie!
No wonder!
No wonder when she was choosing a son-in-law, she ignored so many talented men from famous families and sons of nobles, and chose the Xuan De Marquis Mansion, which was not a top-notch family, and chose Xie's cousin Chen Lisheng!
Everything is just to get closer to the Xie family!
No wonder... Even though Xie was so bold later that she confused the royal bloodline and committed unforgivable crimes, in Yan Shishu's eyes, Xie was still "excusable" and even "should not die"!
No wonder she became so crazy after Xie's death, transforming her abnormal obsession with Xie into deep hatred for the Empress Dowager, the Queen Mother, him and Li'er, and even the entire Dayan imperial power!
So she plotted to murder his and Li'er's child to "avenge" Xie! But unexpectedly... it backfired on her and she killed her own daughter Jiahe?
But how did Yan Shishu, a mere woman, get connected with Xiyu, who was thousands of miles away?
Who is threading the needle?
Does she know who the mysterious "Ghost-faced Military Advisor" of Xiyu is?
Yan Shixu stroked his chin, his eyes sharp as a hawk as he continued to unravel the tangled threads:
So...
Back then, she hadn't hesitated to commit such an obscene act in a Buddhist retreat, specifically kidnapping a man and taking him to Jingsi Temple, forcing him to conceive, even going so far as to completely break off relations with her husband in order to bear the man's child...
This man is most likely related to the Xie family!
Is he an old member of the Xie family? Or a die-hard fan of the Xie family?
A thought flashed through his mind like lightning! Yan Shixu suddenly stood up from the dragon throne, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Someone come!"
Zhang Sicheng, who had been waiting outside the hall with bated breath, heard the sound and hurried in.
"I am here! Please give your orders, Your Majesty!"
Yan Shixu's voice was icy cold as he issued several instructions:
"First, quickly dispatch capable personnel to investigate the recent situation of the Xie family, the former Duke of Rong! See if they've behaved properly since returning to their ancestral home, and if they've made any unusual moves. Pay special attention to any signs of secret contact with the outside world! Regarding the man Princess Taiping captured at Jingsi Temple, focus on investigating any missing or suspicious male members of the Xie family!"
"Secondly, expand the scope of surveillance of the Lin Mansion! In addition to Lin Xun, Lin Wenyuan, Lin Wentao, and the female members of their families, as well as the housekeepers and confidants in the mansion, which mansions have had close contacts in recent years? Not a single clue can be missed!"
"Third, the identities of those friends from Sunset Town who have had close contact with Lin Wentao over the years must be verified as soon as possible."
"Before we confirm the identity of that ghost-faced military advisor, we must not alert the enemy."
Zhang Sicheng clasped his fists and said, "As ordered! I will do it immediately."
He immediately turned around, hurriedly but silently exited the Zichen Hall, and quickly disappeared into the thick night outside the hall.
Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, stretching Yan Shixu's lonely figure to an extremely long length, casting it on the cold and smooth gold brick floor, like a dormant dragon.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless darkness outside the window. In his eyes was a bottomless cold pool and surging thunder.
…
The night in Sifang Pavilion was not peaceful either.
The buzzing of insects was mixed with the occasional lingering sounds of stringed instruments from the distant main courtyard and the heavy footsteps of patrolling soldiers.
Next to the stable in the side yard, Su Muyang curled up on a simple straw mat, wrapped in coarse linen clothes, breathing evenly, as if he had already fallen asleep.
However, beneath his closed eyes, his consciousness was like the most sophisticated mechanism, operating silently in the darkness.
He has already sent people to secretly search the entire capital for women with golden bells tied around their bodies.
These women were most likely Xiyu's secret agents lurking in Dayan's capital. The golden bells were important tools for them to confirm each other's identities or convey certain information.
Those women may be hiding in the market or in brothels;
It is possible that they are hidden in the mansions of some high-ranking officials and nobles as slaves;
It is also possible that he has successfully entered the backyard of some noble family and is stealing important secrets of Dayan.
Therefore, these women should not be underestimated and must be investigated and apprehended as soon as possible.
But where is that ghost-faced military advisor? Why can't we find any trace of him even after digging three feet underground?
For nearly a month, Su Muyang connected every person, every event, and every detail in the Xiyu delegation with the elusive ghost-faced military strategist.
This is so abnormal!
He focused almost all his attention on the delegation traveling with Princess Xiyu, from the chief and deputy envoys to ordinary servants, and checked again and again, but still found nothing.
He was certain that the military advisor would come to Beijing with the delegation!
Which step is wrong?
Even someone as clever as Su Muyang could find himself stumped one day.
The snoring of the groom next door suddenly rose and then fell heavily, like a dull drumbeat, hitting Su Muyang's tense heartstrings.
The snoring next door...
next door……
At this moment, a ray of light, like lightning tearing through the night sky, suddenly struck Su Muyang's head!
His pupils suddenly opened in the darkness!
next door? ? ? !
He was wrong! He had been wrong all along! He had made a huge, directional mistake!
He kept his eyes fixed on the interior of the "mission"!
Staring at the envoys, guards, and palace maids wearing Xiyu official uniforms and with clear identity records...
I thought the military advisor must be hiding there, disguised himself.
But why can't he jump out of this framework?
The Xiyu delegation came to Beijing. With such a large team, could it be that they only include those registered "official personnel"?
It’s a long journey from Xitong Pass to the capital.
What about the caravans and refugees who were attached to the diplomatic mission... or even the ordinary people who simply wanted to follow the large group for safety?
Aren't these accompanying personnel 'next door' to the mission?
There are all kinds of people here, and it is difficult to check their identities one by one. Isn't this a perfect place to hide?
The entourage... the people...
Su Muyang repeated it in his mind, each word carrying a chilling sense of sudden enlightenment.
His thoughts suddenly became clear:
The anonymity of not being on the list: this person is not on the list of the mission, so he is naturally safe.
The legitimacy of identity: Who would pay special attention to an inconspicuous vendor, a taciturn porter, or a seemingly harmless refugee?
Their existence itself is a reasonable background.
Convenience of action: As "lower-level" personnel, they can move around the periphery of the mission's base, interact with all kinds of people, pass on information, and even scout the area in advance, unlike the core members who are under constant surveillance.
What a great trick to escape and hide the truth!
Depend on!
Su Muyang cursed himself in his heart, what a stupid fool!
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