I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 79 Crisis is coming
  King An, the fourth son of Emperor Wanjing.

He voluntarily gave up the fight for the crown prince and was willing to be an idle prince. His conduct was gentle and elegant, and he was well received by the outside world.

I saw him wearing a crown and fine clothes, his facial features were deep and evil, and the smile on his face was contagious.

"Haha~ I'm sorry, everyone! The kids were a little fussy and I came a step late. I apologize for my apology!"

"Where is it? It's an honor for us to have King An entertain us at a banquet!"

"Haha, it's Xiao Wang's honor. There are so many talents this year. I'm really lucky!"

Apologize proactively, be warm and humble.

The appearance of this person made Cao An experience a strong affinity. Perhaps this feeling can be experienced by many people.

But he is a royal prince. Is this attitude too beautiful?

After all, this skinny camel is bigger than a horse. As a prince, he can still whisper in Wan Jingdi's ears. As soon as he entered the venue, countless officials came to flatter him.

Among them, Cao An's was naturally not included.

He thought of Mubai's warning the day before and thought it would be better to keep a low profile. He stepped aside and wanted to watch every move of the prince before making a judgment.

But he didn't come to the door, so Prince An was quite concerned about him.

Wandering among the officials, he soon discovered where Cao An was. He declined all conversations without saying a word and came over on his own initiative.

Cao An also knew that he couldn't avoid this posture, so he had no choice but to deal with it and took the initiative to greet him: "Cao An is a newbie in water embroidery. I have met King An."

"There's no need to be polite. Cao Shuixiu's name is very familiar to me! Even the Holy Emperor praised you greatly."

"Everywhere, it's just a low-ranking official's job. How dare he be praised by the Holy One?"

"Humble! You are quite capable. I heard that someone in the court recommended you to join the Privy Council. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

These words made the surrounding bystanders greatly envious.

Cao An is indeed awesome! Was he recommended to the Privy Council? I'm still in my early twenties, so my future is limitless.

However, these words had a different taste in Cao An's ears.

This King An is indeed not simple. He had a smile on his face and suddenly gave him such a move, obviously trying to test his mind.

Cao An now has a bad reputation, and the Tsing Yi Department definitely doesn't want to send him away. The only two people who are friends with him, Pang Shi and Feng Zhao, have not recommended him.

These words were obviously made out of nothing, to test his willingness to leave the Tsing Yi Department, which was what Pang Shi reminded him, and whether he intended to work for the royal family.

The Privy Council is the highest intelligence organization in the Daxing Dynasty. In addition to ability, those who can be selected need absolute loyalty.

It's a pity that Cao An's loyalty has always been reserved for himself.

He bowed his hands to Prince An and saluted: "Thank you for your appreciation, Your Majesty. However, when I left Sitian Prison, my master once calculated that I would have a chance to be in the Tsing Yi Department before he died. Now that the opportunity has not come, I am afraid I will live up to His Majesty's love."

"So! That's such a pity."

While they were chatting, an attendant suddenly came over and whispered next to Prince An: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince heard that there was a performance here, and was clamoring in the backyard to watch it. The princess couldn't persuade him, so look..."

Upon hearing this, King An seemed to have no intention of talking to Cao An. He turned around and said helplessly: "My naughty boy also wants to come here to have some fun. You guys, don't mind."

"I don't mind. I don't mind."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, has the air of a prince and extraordinary knowledge. How can you call him naughty?"

Everyone's flattery fell, and not long after, Princess An walked into the venue with the prince.

The six-year-old boy didn't seem to have much stage fright. He followed his mother very calmly and greeted him when he was seated. He had a somewhat royal demeanor.

With just such an interruption, Cao An no longer had any interaction with King An and passed the inquiry safely.

……

The martial arts banquet is actually more like an exchange meeting for young talents.

After three glasses of water and wine, the main course was served, and the singing and dancing performances began to add to the fun.

The guests were sitting in the venue. They were strangers at the beginning and gradually became familiar with them. The social interaction in the officialdom formed a microcosm here at this moment.

Naturally, there are also some people with withdrawn personalities who are not very gregarious. For example, Cao An is one of them. He remains silent in the face of the ladies' teasing, which looks quite strange.

Pang Shi promised to take care of him, but seeing him bored there alone, he was naturally not happy: "Cao An, look at how bohemian you are on weekdays, what's wrong? You come to a crowded place and you can't let go?" "No, I just feel something is wrong. Stop drinking and wake up!"

Cao An's sharp urging made Pang Shi's mind clear in an instant. He was sober from drinking and looked at Cao An with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Look around you, there's something wrong with this performance!"

After three drinks, the moon was rising and beautiful lanterns were lit around the venue.

At this moment, the guests in the venue were half crazy and half drunk.

Some people talk about their ambitions, and some people lament the impermanence of things in the world. At this banquet, it can be said that the guests and the host are enjoying themselves.

But Cao An was very sober, because he had received Mu Bai's warning and knew that Xiaojiu was standing outside the wall. As long as he did not leave the venue, the crisis might still arise.

But now, the crisis has really emerged.

At the banquet, the warm-up performances continued, and this time a group of drama troupes appeared.

The leading actor, with demon blood smeared on his face and a wolf-shaped totem in his hand, shuttled through the venue like a majestic general.

The dancers beside him were also graceful, graceful and luxurious. The flowers, applause and cheers made this performance magnificent.

"Is this a scene from "The Return of the Wild Wolf"?" Pang Shi recognized the title of the play immediately.

At that time, the Wild Wolf Army was powerful in all directions, and there were countless bandits. There was a scene where the common people welcomed the troops when they returned to the court.

There is no problem in performing such a lively scene at a banquet.

But the problem is that this section brings together all the elements that Cao An is worried about.

Wild wolf blood, monster skins, high-grade silk and satin, flowers, rouge, ink...

"Everything is ready, these people, can't they just... Use the Qi-gazing technique to see if you can feel the murderous aura!" Pang Shi was also anxious, holding his hands on his waist, and then remembered that before entering the banquet, By then, all weapons had been removed.

"I can't tell! They chose this scene because they wanted to use the wild wolf's blood pressure to suppress their murderous intent."

Cao An tensed his body and concentrated on observing the situation.

At this moment, the troupe has begun to shuttle among the guests at the venue. If an attack were launched at this moment, it would be difficult for ordinary people to prevent it.

But how are they going to attack?
  There are definitely a lot of checks before entering. The weapons held by the troupe are just props and have no lethality at all. There seems to be no place to hide weapons on their bodies.

Cao An recalled the details of the Embarcadero pier explosion over and over again in his mind.

The grease floating on the water...the traces that must be destroyed...

Gradually, he fixed his gaze on the backup dancers.

Compared to the wild wolf totem that attracts much attention, the backup dancers are just supporting actors in this performance. They are dressed in colorful clothes and holding long silks, cheering for the general who returns from victory.

But the difference is that for the convenience of dancing, ordinary actors will choose ribbons, which are light and elegant.

But the troupe in front of them was waving expensive silks and satins. Although the patterns were gorgeous, they were much thicker and difficult for ordinary actors to control.

But these people can dance so easily?

Cao An had a flash of inspiration and thought of the key. He stood up and shouted angrily: "Be careful with this troupe, there is something wrong with the long silk in their hands!"

Using the blessing of Qi Jin, Cao An's roar was like thunder on the ground.

King An, who was enjoying family happiness, was awakened, and the guards beside him drew their weapons reflexively.

Unfortunately it was too late.

I saw the dancers jumping up, stepping on the shoulders of their companions, using their strength to leap into the air, with long silks flying in their hands, and heading towards the guests.

No, not towards the guests, but towards the lanterns and candlelight behind them.

The goal of this group is not to assassinate a particular official, but to annihilate them all.

boom!
  The moment the long silk was touched by the candlelight, a fire burst into the sky, like a ferocious fire dragon, exploding in the sky above Prince An's Mansion tonight.

(End of this chapter)