Daqin Raises Guren

　　"If you still need to inquire about related matters, you can go to Wang Li. You don't need to report to me. You can directly dispatch him to do things for you."

　　Ying Zheng calmed down and said.

　　"Many thanks to the royal father, the son will definitely find the murderer within ten days!"

　　Ying Zi also cupped his hands and said.

　　"Okay, let's go."

　　Ying Zheng lowered his head, his eyes caught in the contents of the wooden slip in his hand, and he didn't make a sound.

　　see.

　　Yingzi also turned around very wisely, opened the door and left here.

　　Crunch!

　　After Ying Ziyi closed the door, Ying Zhengcai slowly raised his head, his eyes twinkled brightly, a smile hung from the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully: "Ziyi, you are really different from Fusu!"

　　"His Majesty!"

　　Suddenly.

　　In the darkness, a thin man walked out. He stood in front of Ying Zheng and bowed his hands respectfully.

　　"Zhang Han, what happened to what I asked 313 to investigate?"

　　Ying Zheng looked at the man in front of him, the smile on his face faded, he became expressionless, and asked directly.

　　That's right.

　　The person in front of Ying Zheng is the leader of the shadow guards, and the person Ying Zheng trusts the most, Zhang Han!

　　Zhang Han's martial arts are strong, and his strength is about the late Xiantian. With his careful head and loyal attitude, he has become the most trusted person in Ying Zheng.

　　Usually Ying Zheng has a lot of secret affairs, which are all left to Zhang Han to deal with.

　　But when dealing with Zhang Han, Ying Zheng still didn't have the kind of smile he had with Ying Ziyi, but his face was calm and majestic, like a calm lake without waves.

　　"Your Majesty, it has been checked."

　　Zhang Han nodded and said truthfully.

　　"I see, you go down."

　　Ying Zheng opened his mouth slowly, his eyes flashing a hint of coldness.

　　"Yes, Your Majesty!"

　　After Zhang Han nodded, the figure slowly disappeared from the room.

　　Here, only Ying Zheng was left, and his face was a bit stern.

　　……

　　Yichun Palace.

　　In Xianyang, except for Xianyang Palace.

　　Yichun Palace is also a famous place. Basically, everyone can know that Fusu, the son who is loved by people today, lives in Yichun Palace.

　　Speaking of the name of the son Fusu, he is definitely much bigger than the second son, Yingzi.

　　Moreover, in the eyes of the people, Ying Zheng is basically a supreme being that is too taboo to speak.

　　But Fusu acts as a mediator of patriotism and love for the people.

　　Knowledgeable and sensible, and deep learning of Confucianism.

　　Basically, what people can see in Fusu is the kindness he treats to people.

　　Therefore, Fusu's reputation among the crowd is very high, and all of them have good reviews.

　　at this time.

　　Yingzi also came to the gate of Yichun Palace, looked at the two rows of guards, and walked over with a dull expression.

　　In the matter of Fusu's assassination, he had to find Fusu to inquire about the situation.Therefore, he could only come to Yichun Palace to talk to Fusu.

　　After all, Fusu was already injured, so it was impossible for Yingzi to call back and forth.

　　Of course, even now Ying Ziyi's identity is close to helping Su Pingping in Ying Zheng's eyes.But the identity of the eldest son and the second son is absolutely irreversible.

　　Fusu is the eldest brother, and if Yingzi, who is the younger brother, wants to talk about it, even if Fusu is not injured, only Yingzi will visit in person. This is etiquette and cannot be surpassed.

　　"Who is coming."

　　The two rows of soldiers looked at Ying Ziyi with vigilance.

　　"You don't know me?"

　　Yingzi also had a calm expression and said bluntly.

　　"You are!"

　　A soldier raised his brows. He always felt that Ying Ziyi's face was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

　　Yichun Palace, Yingzi (bdde) has only visited once in his life.The duty of these guards is to protect the safety of Yichun Palace, and they have never seen the second son in the rumors.

　　Therefore, it is normal that these guards do not know Yingzi.

　　"and many more!"

　　The eyes of a soldier next to him widened, and he quickly bowed his head respectfully and said, "It turns out that it is the second son, and his subordinates deserve to die for their crimes, but they actually blocked the way of the second son!"

　　"Second son!"

　　All the guards responded quickly, all bowed their heads and said respectfully.

　　"Take me to see Brother Fusu."

　　Yingzi also nodded, without caring too much, and directly stated the goal of this trip.

　　"Second Young Master, please wait a moment, your subordinates need to report."

　　A soldier hesitated and said tentatively.

　　"random."

　　Yingzi also waved his hand indifferently.

　　I saw that the soldier rushed into the Yichun Palace at once to report.

　　Soon the soldier came back, swung his right hand to the gate, and said respectfully, "Second Young Master, please!"

　　"lead the way!"

　　Yingzi also had a dull expression, took a step, and stepped into the Yichun Palace.

　　As soon as I entered the Yichun Palace, a fresh smell came to my face, and there was also a slight floral fragrance.

　　Just in front of Ying Ziyi, small trees appeared, surrounded by flowers.Uneven, colorful, and very charming, it sets off this place like a beautiful natural environment in the wild.

　　Possibly aware of Ying Ziyi's gaze, the soldier next to him quickly explained: "Young Master Fusu likes to enjoy flowers, but he can't go out of Xianyang every day. Therefore, the son ordered his servants to make this place as if he had been there in person. Wild feeling."

　　"It seems that Big Brother Fusu is really elegant."

　　Yingzi also showed a smile and said slowly.

　　"Second Young Master, take a few steps forward and you will see Young Master Fusu."

　　The soldier pointed forward and said truthfully.

　　Yingzi also looked at him and saw a vast open space in front of him. He frowned and asked, "This doesn't seem like a place to rest, right?"

　　"Return to Second Young Master!"

　　The soldier seemed to know what Ying Ziyi was thinking, and explained again: "Master Fusu thinks it's too boring in the room. So, when he was recovering, he didn't lie down in the room. Moreover, the son especially likes swordsmanship. , and now I am watching the swordsmen's swordsmanship competition beside the martial arts field."

　　"It's really surprising."

　　Ying Zi also narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

　　Now he doesn't know whether Fusu is recovering from his injuries or enjoying himself.

　　Yingzi also knew very well that Fusu loved swordsmanship.Therefore, he had no doubts about the soldier's words.

　　In this way, Yingzi can basically be sure.

　　This assassination was completely trivial for Fusu.

　　Otherwise, Fusu would not be so leisurely and elegant. .

Chapter 204 Inferior Swordsmanship

　　In the distance, Ying Zi also saw the figure of Fusu, who was sitting on a chair, looking at the two swordsmen who were fighting against each other in front of him like a spring breeze.

　　boom! boom! boom!

　　The sound of the blade colliding was sharp and harsh, which was very prominent in this quiet environment.

　　"Young Master Fusu!"

　　The soldier quickly walked to Fusu's side and reminded in a low voice.

　　Immediately, Fusu turned around, looked at Ying Ziyi, and said with a smile, "Ziyi, you are here."

　　"Brother Fusu, it seems that your injury is not serious. It is rare to have the leisure to watch swordsmanship here."

　　Yingzi also walked over slowly, looked at the sword wound on Fusu's right shoulder, his eyes flashed, and said.

　　"Injury is injury, mood is mood."

　　Fusu smiled, with no trace of sadness on his face at all, and instructed the soldier beside him, "Bring a chair over for the second son to rest."

　　Soon, Ying Zi also sat on the chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the battlefield in front of him.

　　Two middle-aged men's swordsmen are fighting with pure swordsmanship, without the slightest fluctuation of internal strength, which looks pleasing to the eye.

　　However, in Ying Ziyi's view, such a fight is simply a waste of energy.

　　Naturally, the most important thing is to win or lose. If you don't use your internal strength, it's like playing a game with a sword, without any interest.

　　"Ziyi, why are you coming to 660 me?"