From regicide to killing aristocratic families, Wang Wu used practical actions to prove one thing: no matter how profound the aristocratic family's background is, no matter how strong the wealth of the businessman is, no matter how high the official's position is, they are just mortals. When the butcher's knife falls, no matter whether it is the background of the aristocratic family, the wealth that is enough to rival a country, or the official position that is second only to the emperor, none of them can be a life-saving medicine.

One cut and the neck will break and the head will fall off.

Aristocratic families declined, wealthy merchants fell, and officials were dismissed.

No matter how glorious you are when you are alive, after death you are nothing but a pile of bones that will be scattered by the wind and disappear without a trace.

Jin Yan was very interested in the case that the Tingwei Mansion had just investigated. Wang Wu then told her about some of the clues in the case, how they discovered the strangeness of the case, how they collected evidence, how they caught the murderer, and how they brought the murderer to justice...

He spoke in great detail, sometimes in a soft voice, and sometimes with climaxes and thrillers. Not only was Jin Yan attracted by the case, but even the guards were stunned and slowed down their pace unconsciously.

They soon arrived at the palace gate. Before the case was finished, the subordinates of the Supreme Court saw Wang Wu first and immediately called him "Marquis".

Wang Wu's expression froze.

The subordinate had been circling around in a hurry, and when he saw Wang Wu, he ran over and said, "My Lord, there's a big case..."

Wang Wu glanced at the man and suddenly said, "The princess is here in her carriage, why don't you bow?"

The subordinate was stunned, realizing that he had made a big mistake, and bowed down, "Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Jin Yan lifted the curtain and asked the man to stand up. He then said to Wang Wu, "The case cannot wait for anyone, so I will not waste your time. As for the remaining details, I will invite you to have tea at my mansion when you are free, and you can tell me more."

Wang Wu's expression was cold and indifferent, as if nothing had changed, but the corners of his eyes curved slightly.

"Your Highness is so kind, it would be disrespectful for you to refuse it."

After saying this, he jumped on the horse, whipped the horse and pulled the reins. The heavy black official uniform on his body almost merged into one with the black horse under his crotch.

Neither the man nor the horse could be seen, but the sound still echoed.

"Your Highness, I will take my leave now."

……

At the Princess's Mansion, from the moment the carriage stopped and Jin Yan got off, the expression of the guard at the door looked a little strange.

Jin Yan stepped onto the stairs, took two steps, and then turned back to look at the person on the right. "You are not in the army, why are you standing here? Are you here to steal the iron rice bowl from my guards?"

Then he asked the others, "He's here to steal your work, and you're just standing there watching? Where's the courage in your bones? At least give him a beating."

The guards were stunned, then all looked at the man.

Zhao Ying's face flushed instantly, and she felt a little aggrieved. "The Crown Prince sent me here. He said that the alchemists could only blow up houses or courtyards, and asked me to protect the eldest princess."

When they first met, he was a guard and Jin Yan was a hostage. In name, he was protecting Jin Yan's safety, but in reality, it was Jin Yan who protected him from completely exposing his identity as a relative of the previous dynasty and from letting the old emperor kill him.

In terms of intelligence and talent, ten of him cannot compare to the eldest princess.

But he has high fighting power. If another explosion occurs, he can rush forward and take the princess away from the scene to ensure her safety.

Jin Yan: "Brother doesn't have the final say. This is my territory, and my say counts."

Zhao Ying immediately asked, "What does your highness want me to do?"

Jin Yan gave the guards a look, and everyone understood and swarmed over immediately, surrounding Zhao Ying.

"Defeat them and you will stay."

Jin Yan left, but Zhao Ying's welcome ceremony was still in full swing.

Unlike the Crown Prince and Prince An and Prince Qin, the guards and attendants of the Princess's Mansion are all talents personally selected by the Emperor and Empress. Most of them are elites selected from the army, or geniuses who are proficient in other skills. Judging from the configuration, it is not an exaggeration to call this place the Little East Palace.

In Jin Yan's plan, when she leaves Chang'an for her fiefdom, she will take all these rare talents with her. Although they are just small guards now, they can command thousands of troops, resist foreign enemies, expand the territory, and govern the people, but they all rely on these talents.

Zhao Ying needs to pass a special test to join the Princess's Mansion.

After returning to the mansion, Jin Yan felt something was wrong. When she was about to return to her bedroom, she suddenly remembered something. She stopped and asked the maid behind her, "Where did we just pass by?"

The maid replied: "Your Highness, it is Yanhu."

One day, the eldest princess got up early to exercise. When she walked here, she saw the misty waves on the lake and the beauty was indescribable, so she gave this place such a name.

Jin Yan was puzzled, "What about the lake?"

She was indeed thinking about something while walking, and her attention was not on the scenery in front of her, but she did not see any lake in her peripheral vision.

maid:"……"

How would she answer?
Those ignorant charlatans not only blew up your Highness's Snow Viewing Pavilion, but also flattened your Highness's favorite Smoky Lake? How sad your Highness must be!
While the maid was struggling with her words, Jin Yan had already turned around and walked back.

The huge group of people looked at each other, not knowing what to do, so they had to follow Jin Yan's footsteps. Before they reached the Yan Lake, a sharp sound suddenly came from the sky, and a thin and long object flew into the sky.

Bang.

It exploded again.

"Protect His Highness!"

Everyone rushed forward, tall and short, fat and thin, forming an impenetrable human wall. Jin Yan didn't even have time to see whether the flying monkey emitted sparks or not, before he was pinned down by the crowd.

After a while, more than a dozen people in ragged clothes and covered in dust came running over here. Before they had time to be happy, they saw the servants around Jin Yan, and their faces suddenly changed.

"The princess is back?"

"Is your Highness alright?"

"I told you not to test it in the mansion anymore, but you won't listen. What if the strange noise of the flying monkey scares the princess?"

A group of people were talking at once and came forward one after another. Jin Yan also pushed aside the crowd and stood up.

She first affirmed everyone's work attitude, "they responded quickly, handled the situation appropriately, the target mission was not damaged, and the mission was completed well."

Before everyone could be happy, she continued, "When you formed a human wall to protect me, shouldn't you also consider the possibility of suffocation and death?"

She was almost suffocated to death instead of being killed by the explosion.

The attendants and guards went to reflect. Jin Yan looked at the group of Taoist priests who looked like immortals. "You are all old enough to be my grandfathers. You should at least be more stable. My Princess's Mansion is so small, I don't have many smoke lakes to blow up for you."

The alchemists: "..."

well.

It's embarrassing again.

If we are not allowed to bomb Yanhu Lake, then where should we bomb it?

As if he could see through people's minds, Jin Yan pretended to be fierce and said, "The Imperial Court, the Imperial Censorate, and even worse, there's the Imperial Palace. There are so many places, can't you find someone you like to blow up?"

The alchemists: "..."

We just like to explode, not to die.

And we really don't have that many Nine Clans to kill. (End of this chapter)

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