Hu Hai looked a little dazed and kept shaking his head. He obviously didn't believe Yang Jian's words, "No... this is impossible... how could the traitor have a reason to kill him?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but turn around suddenly and punched the stone wall. The dust fell down, and the pain in his finger bones turned red.

"Hey! Yang Jian, are you crazy?" Dugu Jialuo stepped forward and grabbed Yang Jian's hand, and shook it hard.

It turned out that Yang Jian went to Wei Xiaokuan early in the morning to ask him for the location of Fang Chun’s mansion. He had to go to Fang Chun’s house in person to learn about the detailed story of Fang Chun being arrested and jailed.

After several turns, Yang Jian finally found Fang Chun’s residence, and what caught his eye was Xiaobai in the whole hall!

Obviously, it was a funeral. Yang Jian was about to come forward to find the servants to ask Fang Chun about the news, but he was rudely driven out by the servants as soon as he opened his mouth. While he was tangled, an old woman wearing jute, wearing a white waist and a red rope angrily scolded the servants for quarreling and didn't know when she saw it.

Hearing the old woman's angrily scolding, the servants who were arguing with Yang Jian stopped embarrassedly. Seeing that the old woman seemed to be able to speak in the entire mansion, Yang Jian stepped into the gate of the Fang house and asked, "Is this the residence of Fang Chun and Prime Minister Gao Bing?"

The woman stood aside and looked Yang Jian from head to end with her sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The old woman looked haggard and her eyes were red. It was obvious that she had just cried. Yang Jian had guessed the probabilities in his heart, but he still felt a hint of luck in his mouth. "I am the old friend of Prime Minister Gao Bing. This time I took the liberty to disturb him to find Prime Minister Gao Bing..."

As soon as he heard Yang Jian say this, the old woman seemed to have been stabbed to the pain point with a needle, and tears suddenly surged in her eyes. But the vigilant woman didn't believe Yang Jian's words very much, so she turned around and wanted to leave. Yang Jian was anxious and immediately shouted: "Madam, stay! Actually, I am in the previous dynasty..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman immediately turned around and grabbed the wooden stick from the hand of the servant next to her and beat Yang Jian. She couldn't dodge her, and Yang Jian's forehead was hit by this.

After hitting the old woman, she had no intention of stopping. She hit her one after another. Yang Jian quickly raised one hand to protect her head, while the other hand snatched the wooden stick from the old woman's hand. The servant came forward to help, but Yang Jian knocked all the sticks to the ground.

Fearing that the old woman would do something extreme, Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Madam, don't be impulsive, say something! I don't know where to offend me, why should I beat you when I meet?"

"He devoted his whole life to this court for his whole life... Even after his death, you won't let him be at peace! What kind of evil is this done..." The old woman couldn't help but feel anxious sadness in her heart, and she collapsed on the ground and cried.

Yang Jian and his servants helped the old woman into the inner hall to rest. As soon as they entered the house, Yang Jian saw the hall that had been arranged as a mourning hall. In the center of the hall, there was a large coffin on it, which was placed on it, which read - First, take the spiritual position of Fang Gong of Chang'an County, the spiritual position of Chun. Two incense sticks were inserted next to the spiritual position, and a faint smoke slowly drifted out.

At that moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt his steps a little sloppy. He finally believed that Prime Minister Gao Bing was really leaving...

As soon as he entered the lobby, Yang Jian felt a cold look at him. Following the look, he saw an eighteen-year-old boy wearing mourning clothes and kneeling in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money. The flames burning in the copper basin were imprinted on the boy's face and could not hide his sinister face. Seeing Yang Jian's arrival, the boy's eyes were full of hostility, and glanced at the old woman who was crying to death, put the paper money in his hand aside, and left the hall.

When the old woman's mood became a little more stable, Yang Jian slowly spoke: "I guess his wife is the widow of Prime Minister Gao Yang. Please forgive me if I take the liberty to disturb her. I received news a few days ago that Prime Minister Gao Yang was sent to the Heavenly Prison by the Emperor of the current dynasty a few days ago. I don't know why he died so suddenly?"

"Since the previous dynasty was destroyed and the new emperor ascended the throne, Lao Dan has been staying at home, no matter who comes to look for it, he will avoid it. Even the new emperor Yang Su personally came to ask him to return to the court, but he refused. This old man was stubborn and contradicted Yang Su in public and said that he violated Zhou rituals and killed his brothers and other great rebellious words.

Unfortunately, Yang Su saw that Lao Fang was a veteran of two dynasties and had an iron pledge of alchemy that Emperor Xuanxiao had given him. Although Yang Su was angry, he couldn't do anything to him for the time being...

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, a large number of Dongchang players came to the palace. After Yang Su's instructions, he urgently summoned Lao Fang to the palace with the sword of Shangfang. Later, he received the news that Lao Fang was imprisoned... Besides, you also saw that he was anxious to die in prison..."

The old woman slowly narrated, and from time to time she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, sighing.

Yang Jian listened quietly on the surface, but his heart was already full of anger, "Madam Fang, whether you believe it or not, I will swear with you below that Prime Minister Gao Bing's revenge will be repaid!"

When the old woman heard Yang Jian's words, she raised her eyes and looked at Yang Jian, "Has Lao Fang ever been sorry for the court... Then Yang Su was ruthless, killing him as soon as he said he could not care about the face of the Supreme Emperor... This accompaniment to the king is like a tiger... When Lao Fang left, I was left alone... It was such a sin..." After that, he was about to cry again.

After leaving the Fang Mansion, Yang Jian always felt that someone was staring at him, looking back at the deep courtyard, with nothing. A gust of wind swayed the grass and trees in the courtyard, and Bai Jie's mourning hall seemed gloomy.

After Yang Jian left, a young man who had just knelt in the mourning hall to burn paper money when he walked out of a wing next to the hall, staring coldly at Yang Jian's back, his face full of sinister face, and his bottomless pupils seemed to have poisonous sharp thorns. This was not the look that a young man should have, and it made people feel trembling without fighting.

...

"Yang Su is a good idea to kill all loyal ministers and generals who refuse to surrender..." After listening to Yang Jian's narration, Dugu Jialuo gave his own opinion lightly.

"The behavior of the traitor is simply outrageous! If such a cruel person is allowed to rule the country, I don't know how many creatures will suffer!" Hu Hai said hatefully.

Yang Jian nodded and agreed with Hu Hai's words, saying: "It seems that we must contact General He Ruobi and General Wu Jianzhang as soon as possible, otherwise we will encounter any more accidents... Hu Hai, your injury..." Speaking of this, Yang Jian glanced at Dugu Jialuo.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Miss Gala is really superb in medical skills. She has only undergone one surgery. She can see some light in her eyes. It must be just around the corner!" Hu Hai said in front of Dugu Gala.

"He said it right. Young Master Xiao, your injury has not yet fully recovered. Instead of worrying about others, it is better to care about yourself!" After that, Dugu Jialuo poured out a bowl of black Chinese medicine from the medicine jar on the stove, put it in front of Yang Jian with a "shuh" sound, and looked at him with a provocative look.

In the city of Daxing and outside the Daxing Palace, from time to time, a few yellow sycamore leaves fell from the branches and slowly fell, sprinkling all over the ground. One or two eunuchs took brooms and brought the fallen leaves all over the ground to one place, but the strong wind that rose from time to time blew the piled fallen leaves and drifted everywhere.

Winter is approaching.

"Empress, it's winter coming soon, add more clothes and don't hurt the phoenix body." Eunuch Xu brought a ferret robe and gently put it on Chen Xuanhua who was reading.

Chen Xuanhua's eyes left the book in his hand, "The lonely sycamore courtyard locked in the deep autumn... It can't be cut, it's still messy..." Looking at the bleakness in the courtyard outside the door, I felt mixed emotions. Time flies, and without realizing it, it's almost winter.

Suddenly, when he heard the sound of flute outside the house, a strong wind suddenly blew from the courtyard, rolling up and down the yellow sycamore leaves. The eunuchs and palace maids from Daxing Palace fell down after hearing the sound. Seeing this, Chen Xuanhua hurried outside the house and saw Dugu Jialuo standing in the center of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

"Young Master Dugu Jialuo, why are you here? This..." Chen Xuanhua looked around and fainted by the servants who fell aside and said, "Every time I come, I mobilize many people. What if I am caught? I will lose my head when I trespass into the forbidden palace."

"It's okay, Miss Jiang doesn't have to worry." Anyway, even if someone happens to come, you can hide your body as soon as you cast a spell, and ordinary people can't see themselves. Dugu Jialuo didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"I wonder what happened to Mr. Dugu Jialuo, who came to me? What happened to Brother Jian recently? Has the jade pendant been handed over?" Chen Xuanhua asked.

Dugu Jialuo's smile froze, and then nodded and smiled perfunctorily as an answer to Chen Xuanhua's next two questions. Dugu Jialuo was not good at lying, but she didn't want Yang Jian to know that Chen Xuanhua was an insider in the palace so early. Dugu Jialuo was worried that Yang Jian would be confused again because of the love between his children, and secondly for his own little selfishness.

Afraid that Chen Xuanhua asked again, Dugu Jialuo changed his mind and said, "Does Miss Jiang know Fang Chun's whereabouts?"

"Prime Minister Gao Bing? I have heard that he was sent to the heavenly prison by his father, but I have never heard of the reason." Chen Xuanhua recalled.

"He is dead." Dugu Jialuo said lightly.

"What?!" Chen Xuanhua's eyes widened, incredible.

"I just finished the funeral yesterday. This time I came to the palace to find you. I wanted you to ask me to find out the cause of Fang Chun's death, and to check if there were any other good ministers on the list last time who were killed by Yang Su." Dugu Jialuo looked at Chen Xuanhua seriously.

"This...how could this happen..." Chen Xuanhua held his chest tightly, obviously unable to accept the news, "Don't worry, Mr. Dugu Jialuo, I will definitely help you understand clearly."

After Dugu Jialuo left, Chen Xuanhua could not calm down his shock for a long time. Fang Chun was a veteran of two dynasties. No matter what, Yang Su had to sell the emperor for face. What's more, Fang Chun held an iron pledge of alchemy given by the emperor. How could he kill him just by saying that he could kill him?

Chen Xuanhua immediately set off to the imperial study room. She had to go to Yang Su to find out the situation clearly.
Chapter completed!