After Zhao Yan left Shuiyunjian, he headed to the West Market.
At night, the market gate had long been closed, but the tall market gate was not enough to stop Zhao Yan's steps.
He jumped up onto the wall nimbly and wandered across the rooftops.
It didn't take long before I saw the familiar Qingyi Pavilion facade.
In the three-story building, only the top floor had a faint flicker of candlelight.
Zhao Yan didn't quite remember who was in charge of Qingyi Pavilion in Shengjing, but he would rather live here than stay in Shuiyunjian.
"who!"
On the third floor corridor, a slight sound of landing alarmed the people inside.
Zhao Yan deliberately made some noise, and then waited for the door to open.
After a slight "chirp" sound, an ordinary-looking woman opened the door and looked over cautiously.
"Youfei, it's me."
Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the woman.
Compared to the other passionate women, Youfei is definitely the most calm and calm.
As he expected, the woman's eyes burst into joy when she heard a familiar voice.
Although the face of the man in front of her was different from the one in her mind, she could confirm his identity, so his expression was extremely calm.
"This slave has met the prince, please come to me!"
Youfei stepped aside and welcomed Zhao Yan into the room. Then he stuck out his head and scanned around like an eagle before closing the door with confidence.
"Your Majesty, the room is ready. Please come with me."
"Thanks for your hard work."
"You're welcome, Your Majesty."
"Cuiyu also sent you a letter?"
"yes."
Youfei responded in a calm tone and led Zhao Yan to a guest room on the third floor.
She skillfully went to spread the quilt beside the bed, then turned around and said:
"Your Majesty, please rest for a while, and I will prepare some preparations for you."
"good."
Zhao Yan nodded and lay down comfortably on the bed.
Youfei has a very calm personality. He keeps everything in mind and rarely shows it.
And he is a very good spy as he is sophisticated and thorough in his work.
There are many maids in Xiaoyu Tower, and she is considered the most comfortable among them.
Nong Liu was very capable, but her desire to be included in Zhao Yan's harem was well known to everyone in Jian Shou.
It's a pity that the "dead leaves" have withered for too long, otherwise he would have an army of men in his hands, unlike now, where all he can use are women's troops.
Not long after, Youfei brought hot water with two maids, and also brought a set of new clothes from Qingyi Pavilion.
After sending the maid away, she picked up the towel and said:
"Your Majesty, my servant will take care of you for bathing."
"No, I'll do it myself."
Zhao Yan sat up from the bed and moved his shoulders and neck.
"Leave it alone, there will be three guests tomorrow morning, remember to take care of them."
"They will speak my special code words, and... they may get some ready-made clothes, so they can take whatever they want."
When he said this, he was obviously a little distressed.
Youfei smiled slightly and hung up the towel again.
"My slave understands. Your Majesty, please rest early."
"Well, you should go and rest too."
"Slave, please leave."
After Youfei left, Zhao Yan took a nice bath, put on new underwear, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The next day.
When he woke up, it was still dark.
But when he felt he was full from sleep, he got up and went to the verandah.
The sun has not yet risen, and there is still a faint light in the east.
The West Market is still closed, with only a few shops preparing supplies for the day.
The prosperity of Shengjing seems to be inferior to that of Kaifeng.
If it were Kaifeng, it would already be bustling with activity.
Zhao Yan looked at it for a while and found it boring, then returned to the room and sat down.
The sun has risen and the West Market has opened its gates. They must be here soon.
Huo Qingtong is worried about Kasili's safety and will never be sloppy.
But Zhao Min and Li Qinglian may be late.
But the result was different from what Zhao Yan expected. Zhao Min was the first one to come.
Only a quarter of an hour after Qingyi Pavilion opened, Youfei came up to report that a customer dressed as a man came and said the code word.
But instead of going upstairs, he was picking up ready-made clothes downstairs like a monkey picking up bananas.
With that being said, who else could it be but Zhao Min?
The second one was Huo Qingtong. She didn't stay downstairs for a moment longer and was taken to the third floor to meet Zhao Yan.
The two moved to a spacious living room and sat opposite each other.
"So, what's the gain?"
Zhao Yan asked casually after sitting down.
Huo Qingtong looked unhappy and shook his head silently.
"If you don't have one, they both must have no one either."
"But there is some progress on my side."
"What's going on?"
"My spies in the palace are highly appreciated by Emperor Xi and have some power in the palace. I have ordered him to pay attention to the whereabouts of Kasili and report him in three days."
Although Zhao Yan was confident on the surface, his words were more comforting.
He had a feeling that Emperor Xi wanted to see the person behind Wei Xiaobao, but he was not sure whether it was him or not.
In addition, the person who deceived Kasili was actually Xi Di...
In fact, it is not clear.
If it were the Immortality Society, it would be another matter.
"Well, that's a good thing."
Huo Qingtong nodded calmly, obviously understanding that this kind of search was very futile and might be in vain in just three days.
"But there's one thing I have to ask you."
"go ahead."
"Just... how would you feel if a devout Muslim was imprisoned in a Buddhist hall?"
“！”
Huo Qingtong frowned and looked at Zhao Yan with sharp eyes.
She thought quickly and immediately understood what she meant.
"Yuhua Pavilion is a Buddhist temple?"
"Most likely."
"Kasili can't be there...Hui people will never blaspheme God!"
"So, Old Man Tianji's judgment was wrong...or maybe he intended for us to step on this trap."
Zhao Yan didn't expect this at all.
But now after hearing Huo Qingtong's affirmative answer, he began to doubt the purpose of Old Man Tianji.
In the Yuhua Pavilion, there is probably the sixth elder of the Immortal Society.
The founder of the Qing Dynasty - Huang Taiji.
Emperor Xi should be just his puppet.
The super master who absorbs the national fortune...
Zhao Yan's heart sank and he felt a little uneasy.
The two exchanged glances for a moment, and then the room fell silent.
No one said anything else, but calmed down to unravel the cocoon.
Two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Min finally picked out enough ready-made clothes and walked upstairs with satisfaction.
With a leisurely smile on her face, she held the handle of the folding fan and shook it gently, then sat down to one side in an elegant manner.
"What are you doing? You haven't found any good solution?"
Looking at the ugly faces of the two of them, Zhao Min also guessed that the matter was not going anywhere.
"If it doesn't work, just pretend to be a eunuch and a maid and sneak in. What's so difficult about that?"
"Since we have to retrieve the beads, there will always be some commotion. If we can't find one, then we will do it at the end and destroy the bead-retrieval ceremony."
"I am the noble princess of Ruyang Palace. Even if I am caught making trouble, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty will at most ask my father for an explanation. He will not just kill me like this."
Zhao Min raised his chin fearlessly.
Her words were like enlightenment, instantly making the two of them feel slightly relaxed.
Zhao Yan was thinking of a perfect solution, while Huo Qingtong was overly worried about Kasili's safety.
Both of them forgot the nature of the matter...
Theoretically, the worst case scenario is that they would just have to disrupt the ritual of retrieving the beads.
As long as Kasili can restore the memory of a heavenly being, she will immediately become a land-level heavenly master...
Then they don't need to worry about her safety at all.
Huo Qingtong still regarded Caisili subconsciously as the little princess who was not good at martial arts, and ignored this point for the first time.
"That's true... I didn't expect you to think clearly sometimes."
Zhao Yan smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up.
"snort."
Zhao Min didn't realize it was a compliment and turned his head proudly.
"In this case, I will arrange for the people of Tianjiang City to pay more attention to the unusual movements in the city, and the spies in the palace will be much safer."
"Well, the only thing I'm worried about now is how to obtain the Pearl of Heaven. I will also ask my people to pay more attention to Emperor Xi's whereabouts. In addition, Yuhua Pavilion cannot relax and needs to keep an eye on it at all times."
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, his face suddenly became worried.
"It's strange...it's past midnight, why hasn't Li Qinglian come back yet?"
After Zhao Min heard this, he gloated and came over and said:
"Could it be that he was captured by the Shenji Battalion?"
"No way…"
"Not necessarily. After all, this is the home base of the Shenji Battalion. If you go deep into the enemy camp, you cannot take any situation lightly."
While Zhao Yan hesitated, Huo Qingtong agreed with Zhao Min's guess.
"But he is a member of the dark group after all, not to mention a swordsman in the Zhixuan realm, so he shouldn't be in such trouble."
Even if he is caught, there will be no movement at all.
That's a real clue...
It's not a pseudo-realm Zhixuan who only knows the art of silence.
There should be some strength to fight back anyway.
But the city was calm last night, and it didn't look like someone had taken action.
"After all, Shengjing is full of experts, and it's someone else's territory. Who knows."
"Go out and look for it. If you leave him here, you won't be able to explain anything to the Xuanji Tower."
"Okay, let's split up and meet again here in the evening."
Zhao Yan agreed with the two of them.
After the agreement was completed, the three of them left separately.
The disguises on the faces of the three of them were not removed, they just changed their clothes, so they were not afraid of revealing their identities.
After all, one is the King of Qi of the Great Song Dynasty and the other is Princess Meng Yuan. Their faces may have been imprinted on the minds of the spies from the Shenji Camp.
Not to mention that Huo Qingtong, as the leader of Tianjiang City, is definitely the center of attention when he shows up.
Li Qinglian’s face is not well known...
Thanks to Zhao Yan, he never had the chance to become a famous poet.
After leaving the West Market, Zhao Yan did not search aimlessly in the streets and alleys.
He came to the water clouds again...
This made Nong Liu happy and she clung to him happily.
"My lord, you really care for me. I knew that I missed you, so you showed up right away."
"Stop making trouble, I'll let you find someone."
"Who are you looking for, Your Majesty? Cainiaofang has seventeen stores in Shengjing, more than three hundred clerks, and thousands of partners. The network of relationships is intricate. As long as they are not immortals in the sky, they will find all the slaves and maids for you!"
Nong Liu held Zhao Yan's arm and happily said yes.
With her manpower and intelligence in Shengjing, it is indeed not difficult to find someone.
"A man..."
"About six feet two inches tall, with a disguise on his face like me. He looks like this..."
Zhao Yan recalled Li Qinglian's appearance after disguise and gave a rough description.
Later, I felt that I couldn't explain clearly, so I simply drew a portrait for Nong Liu.
Nong Liu took the portrait and ordered someone to do it, but after the arrangement was settled, he came back to pester Zhao Yan.
The two were playing around in the room for a long time, but there was no news from the outside world.
The morning passed quickly, and there was still no news about Li Qinglian.
Zhao Yan became more and more worried, and even Nong Liu gradually lost his other thoughts.
She didn't want to leave the prince with an impression of incompetence, so she went to handle the matter personally.
There was no better way at the moment, so Zhao Yan could only continue to wait patiently among the water and clouds.
Although you can use other methods to find people using "Words and Methods", in Shengjing City, this skill can only be useless.
Fortunately, just a moment later, Nong Liu returned to Shuiyunjian.
She went straight up to the third floor room and reported:
"My lord, there is no trace of this person in the city. However, a guy who was transporting goods into the city in the afternoon said that he had seen this person on the official road outside the east city gate."
"It was three quarters past noon. He was standing by the Weiyu Lake not far from the official road, as if he was waiting for someone."
Zhao Yan was quite surprised by this.
The people who were obviously looking for Xuanji Tower turned out to be out of town.
"At three quarters past noon... nearly an hour has passed, Weiyu Lake."
"I will go with the prince!"
"No, maybe he's gone now. He just needs to be alive. I'll go take a look."
Zhao Yan didn't care what Li Qinglian was going to do.
Don't die, just return to Qixia Town alive.
The main reason is that I prostituted him too many poems for nothing, and I can't care whether he lives or lives.
"Then please come and stay here tonight, Your Majesty. I promise you will never break into the room!"
"Haha... I believe you."
"Your Majesty~~"
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Zhao Yan ignored Nong Liu and asked her for some money, then took a fast horse and quickly left the city.
Weiyu Lake is a small lake more than ten miles away from the East City Gate.
However, this place is quite famous because no matter how much rain it rains in Shengjing, it will always turn into drizzle in this area.
It was winter, and the grass beside the lake turned yellow due to light rain. The tall reeds had not lost their leaves due to the cold wind and were dancing in the wind, which was quite beautiful.
The horses stopped on the official road, and Zhao Yan looked at the scenery by the lake. Apart from the reeds growing around the lake, there was only an unoccupied pavilion.
Everywhere he looked, there was no living person.
It seems that he has left.
He lowered his eyebrows and thought briefly, then looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty.
On the other side of the official road, there was a small forest with fallen leaves falling all over the ground, and the branches were bare and a little bleak.
What is Li Qinglian doing here...
Unable to figure it out, Zhao Yan gave up and prepared to go back to the city.
But just as he was about to turn his horse around, a black shadow suddenly passed through the woods ahead and ran quickly to the east.
Zhao Yan felt happy now.
A little clue is better than no clue.
He squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse immediately raised its hooves and rushed into the forest.
The black shadow ran extremely fast, and at the speed of a galloping horse, it could only slowly shorten the distance.
But just when there was only more than ten feet between the two sides, the black figure suddenly stopped.
Zhao Yan pulled the reins suddenly, and the horse's head stood up high.
In the forest, dozens of spies in floral robes slowly leaned out from the branches.
Seeing the posture of these people, Zhao Yan finally felt relieved.
Shen Jiying is just...
