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An extremely secluded courtyard in the southern city of Kyoto.

It was already late at night, and the courtyard looked deserted and gloomy, but the seemingly empty courtyard was ambushing several of the best shadowmen in Kyoto.

Xue Poye didn't know how long he had been in a coma before he woke up in a daze. The first thing he thought of was the cold blade on his body and something in his arms. He touched it immediately and found that everything was safe and sound. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the other party treated him very politely.

The room was very dark, but there were faint lights, and Xue Poye saw a simple wooden table next to him. There was an oil lamp on the table, and the lights danced, casting a strange figure on the wall.

Of course that figure was not Xue Poye's, but another person.

Xue Poye rubbed his cheeks, and found that he was sitting on a chair. He couldn't help but sit upright and looked at the figure, but there was a man in a brocade robe sitting beside that table. , even his head was covered by a brocade hat, only showing a pair of flickering eyes.

In addition to the brocade robed man, behind the brocade robed man, the stout man in black that he met in Changhe Road was standing gracefully.

Xue Poye felt that there was no restraint in his whole body. From this point of view, the other party obviously had absolute confidence to control himself, so before he had a perfect opportunity and did not know the details of the other party, it was better to be honest.

"Xue Poye!" The man in brocade suddenly said softly, as if he was speaking under his breath: "Are you scared?"

Xue Poye's heart was shocked, how could this person be someone who knew his details?Could it be that I am a small grassroots person, and there are so many big shots behind me investigating?

Xue Poye felt that the hairs on his body were a little cold. These people can find out that he is Xue Poye, so do they know that he is the sub-ruler of Qinglianzhao?

"Your Excellency, you have misunderstood the person. The grass man is Xue Shitou, not Xue Poye!" Xue Poye maintained a smile, pretending to be calm and authentic.

The man in brocade suddenly laughed, and said leisurely: "Whether you are Xue Poye or Xue Shitou, you are now a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in my hands. I don't know what else do you have to say?"

Xue Poye shook his head and said: "My lord, you are not honest in your actions. It is not a dignified thing to take me here in the middle of the night while a cat is here."

The Jinpao man chuckled and said, "We have never been the masters of the righteous way, and what we do is the business of night owls."

"Then I have nothing to say." Xue Poye sighed, and made a look of helplessness, but the energy in his dantian had been mobilized in his body, once there was a change, naturally he couldn't sit still, he had to fight no matter what.

The man in brocade robe stared at Xue Poye with his eyes covered under the brocade hat, and finally said: "You can do something for me."

Xue Poye sneered in his heart, and spent all his time kidnapping himself, there was a reason for that.

"I want to bring down Tan Ziqing, but I don't have enough evidence, so I want you to be a witness." The man in Jinpao simply said, "Tan Ziqing did some things in Hangzhou that he shouldn't have done, and used his power to force Wang Shizhen away. The witness who wants you to be this matter, as long as you can testify in Dali Temple and the Yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, you will naturally enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future."

Xue Poye frowned, feeling extremely horrified in his heart. When this person said this, he was obviously very clear about the relationship between himself and Lao Tan, and even knew the details of some branches of Wang Shizhen's resignation. If he was really Lao Tan's enemy, That can be regarded as a strong enemy who knows himself and the enemy.

It turned out that this man wanted to bring down Old Tan, Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but there were no witnesses, so he was arrested and prepared to let himself be a witness. There is no doubt about it.

"My lord, the grassroots don't know anything about these things. As for Tan Ziqing and Wang Shizhen, I don't even know anything about it, so I really don't know how to testify. It's not that the grassroots are evading, and I really can't do anything. I hope your lord is Haihan, why don't you find someone else?" How about the witnesses?" Xue Poye remained calm, seemingly calm and authentic: "This matter must be of great importance to the lord, and it must not be careless. The grass-roots are really afraid of delaying the lord's business."

The man in Jinpao laughed and said in a low voice, "You don't need to be too clear about many things, as long as you follow my instructions, everything will go well."

Xue Poye said indifferently: "The grass people are willing to say anything, but they don't want to tell nonsense."

"Haha...!" The brocade robed man let out a strange laugh, and said slowly, "Xue Poye, Xue Poye, if you don't admit your identity, isn't that just lying?"

Xue Poye said calmly: "My lord, I have run out of words, you can decide how to deal with it." While speaking, his right hand had already slipped into his waist, and the cold blade was in his hand.

"Help me bring down Tan Ziqing, and you won't lose anything." The man in brocade robe said slowly, "He's in a very bad situation now, if you want to rely on him as a big tree, it's a big mistake."

Xue Poye was silent for a moment, then finally raised his head to stare at Jinpao Humanity and said, "My lord, there is a saying in this world that a man should do what he doesn't do. Tan Ziqing and I have nothing to do with each other. He, even if I have any friendship with him, then I can't break my promise and stab my friend in the back, think about it, my lord, is this the truth?"

"Breach of faith?" The man in brocade robe said with a chuckle: "In the capital, it's about glory and wealth, not about treachery. Faith and righteousness really don't mean anything in the capital." After a pause, he said in a low voice: "Xue Poye, if you come forward As a witness, I will guarantee you a high official and rich salary, and beautiful women like clouds, what do you think?"

"I don't care if you give me a high-ranking official with a rich salary or a beautiful woman with gold and silver, let alone whether you cross the river and demolish the bridge or cook a rabbit to death, the grass people just want to tell the adults that some things are really not suitable for the grass people to do." Having said that, Xue Po Ye said indifferently: "I hope my lord will let the grass people go." After speaking, he started to walk towards the door.

He naturally knew that with his current ability, it would undoubtedly be difficult to get out of here, so his mind was spinning, he just wanted to fight in a way that seemed weak.

The corners of his eyes were always focused on the oil lamp, and when he was about to strike, he would use the cold blade to extinguish the oil lamp first, so that everyone would be in the dark, and then he would try his luck to see if he could control the man in brocade robe in front of him. To leave here as a hostage.

Of course, this is a very difficult thing, and the hope is very slim.

However, after experiencing the battle of Wan Qin Yuan, Xue Poye understood a truth in his heart, many miracles came out of this impossibility, when he walked into the Tibetan Mastiff stone house, wasn't it also doomed to be close to death?In the end, he came out alive.

Jinpao people may not be strong in martial arts, and they may not have opportunities. Even if Jinpao people are not bad in martial arts, they obviously have a kind of contempt for themselves. What I want to use is the momentary opportunity caused by this contempt.

What Xue Poye is most worried about now is the man in black behind the brocade robed man. No matter how you look at it, that man in black is definitely a master, and this master has also become the biggest factor for Xue Poye's success or failure this time.

The Jinpao man suddenly laughed strangely, and said coldly: "In that case, I have no choice but to find someone else, but since your Excellency knows about me, I'm afraid you won't leave here so easily."

"I will forget everything about today." Xue Poye said indifferently.

The brocade man waved his hand and said, "No, I only believe in one kind of person who forgets everything."

"Dead?" Xue Poye chuckled and said, "Does your lord want to kill me?"

"If you don't cooperate with me, I can't do anything about it." The man in brocade robe sighed, his figure suddenly stretched out, and he flew towards Xue Poye like a ghost.

Xue Poye was shocked in his heart, knowing that his judgment was wrong, this brocade man not only had kung fu, but also seemed to have a high level of skill, and he passed by in the blink of an eye. This speed is really shocking, and he also Stretching out his right hand like a conditioned reflex, he shouted in a low voice: "It's not that easy to kill me." The cold blade pierced the brocade robed man's heart with piercing cold air.

Now Xue Poye can only take advantage of the cold blade to fight against the opponent.

It's a pity that the man in Jinpao is not a Tibetan mastiff, and Xue Poye is not even a god. Xue Poye saw that the cold blade was about to stab the man in Jinpao, but he disappeared from his eyes like a ghost. As soon as the neck was cold, it was like a ghost's claws on the neck, and the entire back of the neck had been grasped by a cold hand.

Xue Poye was terrified, his whole body was cold, and he felt a sense of fear. Is it possible that this **** is going to die here?

"How is it? Do you want to fight?" The man in Jinpao's strange, choked-up voice sounded from behind.

Xue Poye knew that as long as the hand stuck on his neck was squeezed so lightly, his neck would probably be broken and his body would be exposed here.

"**!" Xue Poye cursed in his heart, but suddenly laughed wildly.

He laughed suddenly, both the man in brocade robe and the man in black were very strange, the man in brocade robe loosened his big hands like iron hoops slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing!" Xue Poye suddenly showed a strange expression, that kind of expression is definitely not possessed by a person who is about to die.

The man in brocade suddenly laughed too, let go of his hand, took two steps back, and said leisurely: "Then are you still willing to help me bring down Tan Ziqing?"

"I'm willing, but I'm afraid you won't." Xue Poye smiled and said slowly, "Could it be that you want to overthrow yourself?" After finishing speaking, he turned around, bowed down on the ground, and said respectfully: " The students met the teacher!"

The man in brocade laughed loudly, lifted his brocade cap, revealing a clear face, full of smiles, but it was Xue Poye's teacher, Tan Ziqing who was the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Tan Ziqing stepped forward quickly, helped Xue Poye up, looked at Xue Poye's handsome face, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, I still can't hide it from you."

Xue Poye sighed: "I've always wondered why the teacher was holding his throat and talking. I didn't have a clue at first, but Brother Zhang said something on the street. I was familiar with it at that time. I just didn't think of it for a while, but now I suddenly think of it. Get up, where Big Brother Zhang appears, the teacher is always there." Turning to the thick man in black, he laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, how have you always been?"

The man in black pulled back the black scarf on his face, showing a somewhat excited face, cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Brother Xue, we meet again."

Xue Poye walked over quickly and hugged Zhang Hu, just like meeting a relative. He was in a happy mood and even more excited. He patted Zhang Hu's strong shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, you are really calm, but Almost scared me to death.”

Tan Ziqing walked slowly to the table, sat down at the table, and said softly: "Po Ye, sit down, I have something to say as a teacher."

Xue Poye hurriedly sat down on the chair. Now that he has been away for a few months, Tan Ziqing seems to have aged a lot, the wrinkles on his forehead have deepened a bit, and he looks very haggard. For some reason, there is a trace of sadness in his heart, respectfully Said: "Teacher, you have to take care of your health."

Seeing his sincerity, Tan Ziqing waved his hands with a smile, and said softly: "No problem." After a pause, he slowly said: "Recently, I heard that Princess Yi has an archery master who is very good at archery. What is his name?" Xue Shitou, I guess, nine out of ten it is you."

During Xue Poye's turbulent time in Kyoto, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the two major spy agencies in Kyoto, naturally knew about it. No matter whether Lao Tan sent someone to investigate or guessed it with his fox-like wisdom, Xue Poye would not It would be strange, after all, when you come to the capital, if you want to hide this old guy, it's a little bit more difficult than a beggar getting a rich woman.

Xue Poye made preparations a long time ago, knowing that after entering the capital, he might meet Tan Ziqing, he was ready to speak, and immediately said: "Actually, the students came to the capital for two things, one is to meet Teacher, the second piece is to see the market in Kyoto. The student wants to do some business in Kyoto, but... hey, I met Princess Yi on the way, and became her master in a daze. This is the student. Things I couldn't have imagined."

"Things in the world are impermanent, unpredictable, and unpredictable. The meeting between me and you was like the meeting between you and Princess Yi. It was an event without warning, just like God's will." Tan Ziqing looked at Xue Poye kindly, He said softly: "Maybe it's God's will. I think it's God's pity that I am getting old, so I let the old man spend less time."

Xue Poye didn't understand what he said, but just stared blankly at the haggard old man in front of him.

The oil lamp was flickering, and the air in the house was also very turbid. The light distortedly cast the shadows of the two on the wall.

"Poye, now that you can enter the consort's mansion and become the master of Princess Yi, from a certain point of view, at least you are already a member of the power system in the capital." Tan Ziqing stared at Xue Poye with a hint of love in his eyes. Praise: "Whether it's intentional or unintentional, or your luck, you have unknowingly drawn the line of the eldest princess."

"Is the eldest princess very powerful?" Xue Poye couldn't help asking, does that beautiful princess who looks so weak really have such a powerful influence in the capital?

Tan Ziqing was silent for a long time, and finally said: "In the capital, it is better to offend the prince than to offend the eldest princess. If you die at the hands of the prince, as long as you do your best to investigate, you can always find some clues, but if you die at the hands of the eldest princess, maybe you won't. Anyone can pick up the slightest clue about it."

Xue Poye's heart was shocked, she could feel a trace of fear in Tan Ziqing's voice.

This fox-like old man, the dark minister of whom His Majesty the Emperor is a part, would actually have such a deep-seated fear of a weak woman. No matter what, that woman's strength was astonishing.

Xue Poye didn't know how terrifying the eldest princess's strength was, but just the gloomy Eunuch Qin next to the eldest princess would make people feel a kind of fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The Eldest Princess he saw showed beauty and kindness. He has not yet had the opportunity to appreciate the other side of the Eldest Princess. He could not help but pray in his heart at this moment, praying that he would not see the dark side of the Eldest Princess in this life. .

"However, you are now at least nominally the master of Princess Yi. This status seems very ordinary, but the mystery in it may not be reflected for a while." Tan Ziqing said softly, twirling his beard.

Xue Poye smiled wryly: "Perhaps some clues have appeared."

"Oh?"

"Teacher, Brother Zhang is waiting for me at Changhe Road, so you must know where I came back from." Xue Poye looked at his teacher and said slowly: "According to your old wisdom, you should also guess Why am I there tonight."

"Hehe, I know, the second prince invited you into the Huiying Hall, I'm afraid it's intentional to win you over." Tan Ziqing smiled and said: "You slaughtered three mastiffs with your bare hands in the Ten Thousand Birds Garden. This kind of ability is already amazing, even the old man is shocked. Very good. But the second prince is probably interested in your kung fu because of one aspect, and the other aspect is because of the line of the eldest princess."

Xue Poye shook his head and smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from you." He couldn't hide this matter. First of all, it is impossible to hide this matter from Tan Ziqing. Most importantly, Xue Poye's heart Deep down, he and Tan Ziqing were connected together. Although he knew that Tan Ziqing would definitely use him, but at some point Tan Ziqing did have a feeling of caring for himself from the elders to the younger generation, which made Xue Poye feel very comfortable.

Xue Poye was like a lonely boat on the sea in the capital. If he didn't have a huge fleet to guard his lonely boat, it would be in danger of capsizing at any time, and Tan Ziqing was undoubtedly a very good fleet.

Xue Poye is currently willing to join Tan Ziqing's fleet if he wants to choose a fleet to rendezvous in the capital.

Xue Poye's sincere and intimate attitude made Tan Ziqing very pleased. He smiled from the bottom of his heart and said softly: "Poye, you have to understand that in the capital, when it seems to be stormy, it is actually a very safe time. , Only when the sea is calm and the waves calm, will there be an unpredictable crisis."

Xue Poye nodded and said, "Students remember what the teacher said."

Tan Ziqing caressed his beard for a while, then suddenly shook his head and smiled, "Originally, the original intention of this old man was just to let you spend a lot of time in the south of the Yangtze River, and to save some money for this old man in the business field. Unexpectedly, your blessings are better than I thought. It's much better, to actually let you enter the princess's veins, this is really something that can be met but not sought after."

Xue Poye squinted his eyes, touched his nose, and said softly: "In fact, the students have always kept some questions in their stomachs, thinking that the teacher will tell the students clearly one day."

"Oh!" Tan Ziqing stroked his beard and said, "You can ask today, and if you can answer, I will tell you clearly."

"The teacher brought down Wang Shizhen and let He Ruhui take the stage, is it for money?" Xue Poye stared at Tan Ziqing and asked.

Tan Ziqing looked calm, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "Wang Shizhen is too upright and disobedient, and He Ruhui is a villain, you should know that to do great things, a gentleman is indispensable, and a villain is also indispensable. In the position of the prefect of Hangzhou, I need a villain, an obedient villain."

In the use of power and tactics, villains and gentlemen are indispensable. Xue Poye knows this. Although Tan Ziqing's answer is not very straightforward, Xue Poye can fully understand that Wang Shizhen may really be wronged. The victim of the struggle, and He Ruhui's coming to power is just a pawn used by Tan Ziqing to obtain resource benefits.

Of course, resources are not just silver, but also include many other things, such as the official power in Hangzhou, the rules and order in the business world, and even... the military power in Hangzhou!

The biggest question in Xue Poye's mind was, of course, which faction his teacher would belong to.

Prince?Second prince?Fourth prince?Or the third prince far away in Beimo?

In this inevitable battle for imperial power, everyone will have their own cards to bet on. Who is behind Tan Ziqing?

Of course he didn't ask, and he couldn't ask, it was a rule.

"Then, why did the teacher choose me?" Xue Poye asked slowly, his clear eyes fixed on Tan Ziqing's deep eyes.

After a long time, Tan Ziqing replied: "That was an accident!"