Traveling from the still warm south to the north where early winter has entered.
Western clothing is somewhat out of place.
Fortunately, the guards in Yulin City only briefly checked the identity card handed over by Li Qinglian, and then let him go after accepting a few coins of filial piety from an extremely tricky angle.
If you have money, everything will be easy for you, but if you don't have money, it will be difficult to move forward.
This principle seems to be useful wherever it goes.
After entering the city, Zhao Min looked around on the street corner and proposed to bid farewell to the three of them.
Huo Qingtong told her how to contact Tianjiang City, and then the Westerners left.
Zhao Yan followed her footsteps and walked through the streets, and finally came to a large courtyard in a city.
After knocking a specific rhythm on the door, the crimson door was slowly opened, revealing an old but alert face.
"General!"
When the old man saw that the visitor was Huo Qingtong, he couldn't help but feel excited on his face.
Huo Qingtong, on the other hand, was extremely calm, nodded slightly and said:
"Old Pan, I will take three people to rest here for the night and prepare three guest rooms and three sets of winter clothes, two men and one woman."
She spoke concisely and to the point, and as she spoke, she led Zhao Yan inside.
"Do you have a more detailed map of Shengjing?"
"have!"
"Get the White Tiger Hall."
"yes!"
Zhao Yan followed inside without saying a word.
Seeing Huo Qingtong's resolute appearance, he secretly nodded in admiration.
As expected, the woman Xuanjilou took a fancy to was truly extraordinary.
In terms of behavior, he is somewhat similar to Ren Yingying.
It's a rare trip out, so I have to find a branch in Xiaoyulou tonight to send her a letter.
The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes. Both Qingyi Pavilion and Shuiyunjian are developing quite well here.
Although this Yulin City is not a big city, it definitely has these two stores.
The courtyard is very large. After walking past the screen wall, across a school field, and past the middle gate, you will find the White Tiger Hall.
Along the way, I met many Hui people dressed as Qing people. Everyone was very happy to see Huo Qingtong, and their energy level increased instantly.
In less than a hundred steps, they saw dozens of Hui people.
It can be seen that this place is a good base for Tianjiang City to operate in the Qing Dynasty.
There was a large rectangular table in the hall, and behind it, a huge, snow-white tiger skin was spread on a low couch-like chair.
No wonder it’s called Baihutang…
Zhao Yan has a feeling that he lives up to his name.
"sit."
Huo Qingtong naturally sat on the white tiger skin and made gestures to Zhao Yan and Zhao Yan.
Li Qinglian, as if she were at her own home, sat unceremoniously on the big chairs on both sides of the long table.
At the same time, he was still clamoring that this old chair was too hard and that he should get a white tiger skin for him.
But white tigers themselves are rare in number, not to mention such a large and complete pelt. I'm afraid there won't be another identical one in the world.
Huo Qingtong ignored his words and waited quietly for Lao Pan to come back with the map.
During this period, two sturdy men brought them steaming milk tea, and the aroma of milk immediately overflowed from Baihu Hall.
Li Qinglian didn't show any formality and drank as soon as it was brought to her. However, Zhao Yan remained calm and observed something.
There were a lot of Hui people in the compound, but they all changed into Qing costumes, and even their hairstyles and beard styles were changed.
If you put them on the street, it is really difficult to tell whether these people are Qing people or Hui people.
It was not clear for a while whether the Hui people were assimilated or whether the Qing Dynasty was infiltrated.
Lao Pan didn't keep them waiting for long, and quickly brought a well-preserved map of Shengjing and spread it on the long table.
Unfortunately, although the picture is large, the annotations and details are not detailed, so you can only get a rough idea.
"With the pen and ink at your disposal, I will complete this map."
Li Qinglian frowned and said impatiently.
His expression was full of disdain for this map.
As a member of the secret team of Xuanji Tower, he is very familiar with the layout of capitals in various countries.
After all, this is professionalism...
"Go quickly."
Huo Qingtong saw Lao Pan motionless and urged him in a deep voice.
The latter then set off to get pen and ink.
After waiting for a while, when everything was ready, Li Qinglian picked up the pen and made a brief observation, and then sketched it on the map like a dragon and a snake.
There was almost no pause in writing, and the blanks that he didn't know were quickly filled in.
After lighting a stick of incense, a detailed floor plan of Shengjing City appeared in front of several people.
Lao Pan stared in disbelief.
After all their efforts, they could only find out the distribution of buildings in most of the outer cities. They could not find out who lived in many towns.
This man, who looked ordinary, clearly marked the names of each hall in the palace.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Lao Pan was convinced and looked at the map as if he had found a treasure.
"Old Pan, you go down first."
Huo Qingtong didn't want too many people to know about the incident before it happened, so she waved him away.
After Lao Pan left, he looked at Li Qinglian and Zhao Yan.
"Okay, let's talk about it."
"The Xuanji Tower delayed me for half a month, and now there are less than ten days left. How can we sneak into the palace?"
Zhao Yan was about to ask a question in a confused manner when Li Qinglian said first:
"I have my own way. I can give you the troop allocation and night patrol distribution in the palace in two days at most."
"Well, if possible, it's best to find out the location of the spies from the Shenji Camp."
"Try your best."
After receiving Li Qinglian's reply, Huo Qingtong turned to look at Zhao Yan.
"The palace is protected by dragon energy. Once Confucian magic is used, it will definitely be discovered. Does King Qi have any good ideas?"
"No...no, you have to tell me first where Caisili is being held?"
Zhao Yan looked like an outsider and didn't even know where the master of suffering was...
Huo Qingtong felt bitter in his heart, secretly thinking that the Xuanji Tower was too unreliable.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, so I had to explain patiently.
"Old Man Tianji concluded that it is here, Yuhua Pavilion."
Following her green fingers, Zhao Yan's eyes wandered all the way, and finally saw a pavilion in the upper left corner of the palace with the word "Yuhua" written on it.
"Then why do you say there are only ten days left? What will happen in ten days?"
"Ten days from now, it will be Kasili's eighteenth birthday. On this day, she will regain her memory as a heavenly being."
Huo Qingtong's face turned cold.
"It is also the best time to extract the Pearl of Heaven and Man."
"So that person in the Qing Palace will definitely take action on this day."
"If we can't rescue her before then, it will all be in vain."
understood…
Zhao Yan nodded silently.
There was a sad look on his face.
He will be sacrificed in ten days...
Her supervisor must be extremely strict.
He had to bring her out quietly and intact in such an environment.
This simple poem is as difficult as going to heaven!
How could it be possible unless there was someone in the palace who was in harmony with the outside world?
"you…"
"Is there a mole in the palace?"
He looked up and asked tentatively.
"have."
"No."
