After the immortal disappeared

"Did you see your face clearly?"

"Masked." Jiao Yu scratched the floor hard, making a creaking sound, "At least it's in human form."

"The officer found fragments of the can in the envoy's room, with gunpowder attached to the surface." It continued, "I just went to check it out. The explosion point may be next to or under the bed."

He Lingchuan chuckled: "They want me to be shattered to pieces."

Based on the power of this explosive, if he had been sleeping on the bed at that time, no matter how awesome his defensive formation was, it would probably be useless.

Fushan's face sinks like water.

At this moment, another guard suddenly ran in and reported:

"Your Highness, the officer who searched the scene was poisoned!"

"What?" Fushan was even more surprised. Why are strange things happening one after another tonight?

He jumped to the scene of the accident in three steps and two steps, with Jiao Yu following closely behind.

The poisoned official had been carried out. His whole body was twitching and green foam was coming from the corner of his mouth.

With this look on his face, no wonder the guards were sure he was poisoned.

The doctor staffed by the post house, who had just examined the injuries by He Lingchuan and others, was now on his way to the clinic with a box of medicine.

This night, he had no time to spare.

Fu Shanyue didn't have time to watch him treat the injured, so he jumped up to the second floor.

He Lingchuan's residence was bombed to the point where two walls were missing, the beams and pillars collapsed, and the furniture and furnishings were in a mess. Most of them were charred black, and the smell was scorching and choking.

Just like Jiao Yu said, you can occasionally find a few pieces of earthen jars in the corner.

There were two other officers here. Seeing their companions being carried down, they no longer dared to rummage around and only used weapons to stir things up.

Fu Shanyue asked: "How could you be poisoned?"

"He was searching and collapsed without warning!"

"Where have you touched?"

The official differences were pointed out one by one.

Fu Shanyue knelt down and inspected it with his own hands.

The official reminded him: "Your Highness, be careful of poison!"

Fu Shanyue snorted.

Is Ba afraid of poison? funny.

He is also experienced. After searching a lot, he targeted tables, chairs and screens.

These items were all torn to pieces, but were not destroyed by the fire. The most severely damaged was the screen, which was half burned.

Fushan raised his head more and called the doctor below directly:

"Test it, is there any poison here?"

The doctor was much more careful than him, carefully dripping various potions on the vessel, and even sprayed a stream of gray smoke on it.

The table top and chair surface both show a light blue color.

"found it!"

"First poison, then explode?" Fu Shanyue stood up slowly, "It's a very cruel attack."

Is this because he is afraid that He Xiao will not die?

It seems that the other party not only wants to show off to Prince Chiyan, but also has a deep hatred?

The Cen family, the Zhongsun family, or the mastermind behind the elixir?

Fu Shanyue looked to the east and squinted his eyes. It would be dawn in a few hours. Tomorrow would be wonderful!

In the side room on the other side, He Lingchuan coughed twice more and drank some water.

The mirror in his arms was unbelievable: "Are you so cruel to yourself?"

There was someone next to him, but He Lingchuan didn't answer. He just swallowed another pill, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and warmed the injured area.

Fu Shanyue's guards immediately sealed off the row of rooms, including Jiao Yu, lying at the door to prevent others from disturbing the envoy.

There were people coming in and out all the time, footsteps coming and going, and various human voices.

Obviously the official office is not idle.

But that has nothing to do with He Lingchuan.

After dawn, the attack on the prince of the Demon Kingdom will spread throughout Lingxu City as quickly as possible!

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The next morning, Fu Shanyue was summoned by the Demon Emperor again.

It was a real honor for Fu Shanyue to meet him twice in ten days.

It was almost noon before he returned to the post house.

The explosion last night was so loud that the scene of the accident was basically cleaned up, but the charred building could not be repaired in half a morning. After hearing the news, the crowd still came from three floors inside and three floors outside. While watching the actions of the government offices, they expressed their opinions in a low voice. It was like a large-scale tourist group chat scene.

This kind of gathering is a hotbed of all kinds of rumors, and the officials tried hard to disperse it, bombing it three or five times. The helpless crowd is like a flock of geese. If you chase me and run away, if you get tired and I harass you, they will always gather together.

Fu Shanyue walked half a circle back to the post house. Not to mention He Lingchuan, even Jiao Yu was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are they?"

The guard who stayed behind quickly said: "Your Highness, He Xiao said it is not safe here, so he moved to Pan Shanzhai."

"Pan..." Fu Shanyue was confused and was about to ask what this meant, but the next second he suddenly remembered that he had once given a house to He Lingchuan, which was at the foot of Pan Mountain in the main city!

"Good boy!" He chuckled, "Pack your things, let's go too!"

The guards shouted in front of him and supported him, pushing him out of the crowd and galloping towards Panshan, leaving behind who knows how many spies to eat ashes.

Just two quarters of an hour later, Fu Shanyue arrived at his destination.

This house originally belonged to him, so of course he was very familiar with it, so he broke into the house to find He Lingchuan.

It turned out that this guy had already cleaned up and was lying in the back garden basking in the sun. There was a jar of wine and two wine glasses on the low wooden table beside him.

Tiger Jiao Yu was lying on the rockery, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep, with a bit of his tongue exposed without realizing it.

This person and the tiger both look extremely leisurely, how could they still look as disgraced and embarrassed as they did last night?

As soon as Fu Shanyue arrived, the tiger jumped down to greet him; He Lingchuan opened his eyes, looked at Fu Shanyue, and then turned his head to continue basking in the sun.

Fu Shanyue sat down on another recliner: "I was called to the Yunxiao Palace early in the morning, but you are at ease."

"I am a wounded person. I need to take care of him more and move less." He Lingchuan poured him a glass of wine. "There are sensible people in this house. As soon as I took out the title deed, they let me move in."

After coming down from Feng Mo Mountain, Fushan Yue tried to find a truce with him and gave him the land deed of the house.

Fu Shanyue took the wine glass and took a sip, then lay down on the chair and let out a long breath.

After entering Lingxu City, He Lingchuan realized how much weight the words "house in the main city" had.

The largest city in the world has experienced nearly six hundred years of prosperity, and housing prices have skyrocketed. For one square meter in the main city, you can buy an entire small house in the capital of the Kite Kingdom.

Ordinary people who work hard all their lives are not qualified to place a bed here.

The poor have no place to stand, which is a true portrayal of this place.

Therefore, those who can live in the main city are not ordinary people. There are villas and small buildings on the hills everywhere here. Sitting on the Qingjingling Terrace and looking at the bustling world is like a great retreat amidst the bustle. Behind each house, there are basically one or two wealth myths.

As for the floating island in the sky.

Well, that has nothing to do with being “rich”.

People live in heaven just to let you know that there is a world of difference between you and them.

He is the cloud and you are the mud.

If you only have two lousy money, then you can only squat on the ground and look up at the sky with your mouth open.

However, He Lingchuan was still happy that he had a place to stay in Lingxu City.

The commercial area and residential area here are basically separated. The closer to the middle, the larger the house and the quieter the environment.

So He Lingchuan quickly found his new home on the edge of the main city.

Fushan Yue is not exaggerating. This house is really just a small house with an area of ​​​​five acres, which is more than 3,300 square meters.

The garden occupies more than half of the area, and there are not many houses left - big houses and small courtyards, which are the layout of a slum. If you put it here, people will laugh to death.

The gardens of large houses in main urban areas usually cover an area of ​​17 to 18 acres. The house area is approximately less than 20% of the total land area.

Two or three manors can equally divide a hill.

Of course, for the time being, in the eyes of outsiders, this is still the territory of the Prince of Chiyan Kingdom.

This house has a history of more than a hundred years and has been renovated four times. It is exquisite but not ostentatious. Although the area is small, the pavilions, gardens and springs are well-equipped, and the furniture and furnishings are also tasteful, which meets He Lingchuan's requirements.

Fu Shanyue told him that because the Fushan family didn't use it often, there was no need to put much thought into renovating the house. For other large houses in the main city, everything from the bricks and tiles of the buildings, to the flowers and trees in the gardens, to the daily meals and meals, are all extremely particular.

The regulations formed over six hundred years are called styles.

Outsiders can't even think of it, and they can't imitate it.

"There is a platform in the side yard, and the barbecue is very delicious." Fu Shanyue pointed out to him, "You ask the cook to buy two big geese, and you want the yellow-nosed geese from the West Beach. We will roast them and eat them with wine tonight."

"Us?" He Lingchuan glanced at him, "The dignified Prince Chiyan has no place to live in Lingxu City, so he must live here with me?"

"I can live there." Fu Shanyue pointed to the floating island in the sky, showing that he still has strength and status, "But the upper city has strict access control and is not as convenient as the ground. Besides, the houses in the lower city are cheap and big, so Many officials are buying homes in the lower city.”

Seeing that He Lingchuan was unmoved, he added intentionally or unintentionally: "Besides, it's safer if you live with me."

Both of them had a clear conscience, and He Lingchuan immediately gave in: "You pay for the food and wine."

Fu Shanyue's shield is not as important as before, but it is worse than nothing.

If He Lingchuan was allowed to face the strong winds and waves of Lingxu City by himself, he would definitely turn around and run away without saying a word.

There were only six or seven vacant rooms, and the number was too small. The seventy or eighty guards brought by Fu Shanyue could not accommodate them at all, so they had to find an inn to make do with them. He himself took Jiao Yu and two personal attendants to live in He Lingchuan's house. .

"The emperor and the royal court were shocked by last night's incident." Fu Shanyue said leisurely, "Before the court meeting, the emperor specially summoned me to ask about the attack process last night, and comforted me, saying that this matter would be investigated. The truth comes out.”

"The emperor's tone is much better than a few days ago." The post house was attacked! When such an unbelievable thing happened, even the emperor wanted to express condolences to the injured Prince Chiyan. "On my way back, many officials and dignitaries came to express their condolences."

"After all, you are the master of suffering." He Lingchuan rubbed his temples, "At dawn, many people came to the inn to give gifts, so I might as well hide here."

For most of the morning, there was a lot of noise outside the inn. He was still an injured person and couldn't rest due to the noise.

Fu Shanyue took out another small box and gave it to him: "You made great contributions to investigating the case in Baishaqian, and you were almost killed last night. The emperor specially ordered Shuangye Guoshi to get a jade return pill for you. He said that after taking it, minor injuries will heal immediately, and serious injuries will heal immediately." improving."

"Master Shuangye?" He Lingchuan was startled and took the box.