Childe Han Fei!

The ninth son of King Han, the most famous gentleman in Korea in the early years, is proficient in eating, drinking, playing, and having fun, and it may not be a big deal if he puts it on a public nobleman.

But for Han Fei, it is not ordinary, this person is proficient in fun, the key talent is very high, amazing talent, at the age of fifteen, he has been familiar with hundreds of classics, and is especially good at criminal names and taxes and other physical objects.

More than ten years ago, when the king of Han was first established, many people in Xinzheng had pinned their hopes for the revitalization of Korea on Han Fei, and even some important ministers suggested revising the etiquette law, which directly made Han Fei, the eldest son of Fei, sit on the throne of the crown prince.

However, at the critical moment, Gongzi Han Fei suddenly became unusually addicted to wine, whether in the court or in the opposition, he was profligate, informal, and his words and deeds were out of line.

For a while, his name fell straight down, and the important ministers who had supported him before also changed their appearances, and finally angered King Han and said sharply, Han Fei could not have the possibility of inheriting the throne.

Immediately, Gongzi Han Fei was expelled from Xinzheng and went to Songhai's Little Sage Village to study.

But according to Zilanxuan's own information channels, Gongzi Han Fei is not as simple as it seems, in recent years, his reputation is not obvious in Xinzheng, but it is extremely loud among the hundred schools.

It is rumored that King Yingzheng of Qin likes Han Fei's article very much, and can be appreciated by the strongest kings of the world, and his people will not appear like that, at least, in Zilanxuan's own analysis, his people are returning at this moment, and their plans are not small.

"Childe Han Fei?"

"He has the ability, and I'm curious how he can do it?"

For the purple girl's soft words, Wei Zhuang's figure slowly turned, his hands wrapped around the long sword, and the cold voice swirled, under the night, the heavy swordsman has the power to protect himself, Han Fei? What does he have?

The countries are in chaos, and there is no shortage of resourceful people, but there are few who can really rise, the faint essence light flickered, and he glanced at the flame outside the window that was still continuing, and he didn't say much.

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Many days ago, the Snow Clothes Castle was completely burned to the flames, and the King of Han was furious, and ordered the general Ji Wuye to quickly investigate clearly, and three days later, Ji Wuye gave the King of Han a reply: Recently, the weather has been dry and dry, and the slaves have accidentally ignited a spark, so that it has caused a catastrophe, and for this reason, all the servants of the Snow Clothes Castle have been beheaded!

Despite this, in order to ensure that Yi'an, who was fighting with Chu on the southern border, the king of Han ordered Xiangguo to raise the salary of 100,000 taels to 150,000 taels and transport them to the front line as soon as possible.

In order to show his importance, he ordered An Pingjun and Longquanjun to escort him in person, holding the will, and waiting for peace of mind, after all, eight layers of hundreds of thousands of troops in South Korea are not under his control.

If it is because of the events in the city, the bloody clothes are unhappy and cause the war to be lost, and it is still South Korea and the Korean royal family that will be damaged in the end. However, I never expected that last night Xinzheng Dongcheng District suddenly ignited a raging fire.

The flames were furious, and the water rhyme poured into it, not only did not extinguish the flames, but instead grew the flames, continuously, and nearly half of the entire Dongcheng Minister's Mansion was shrouded, and the residual breath of the flames could still be felt the next morning.

"The fire in Dongcheng, who can give the widow a reason?"

The West Palace, is the place where the ministers of the Han Palace meet, inheriting the Zheng Guo building more than 100 years ago, giving the expansion of more luxurious and spacious, bright hall, Han Wang An sits on the head, stairs up, overlooking the ministers.

The next is the separation of civil and military, the civil official is on the right, the leader is the door of the five generations, the military attache is on the left, and the leader is the general Ji Wuye, the etiquette is orderly, and it is very orderly.

Han Wangan is more than 50 years old, wide and fat, Huazhang court clothes, nine crowns with each other, although South Korea is the weakest existence of the nation, but it is still a big country, and the majesty is still there.

For last night's incident, I naturally have a clear understanding, and after everything was done this morning, I said loudly, looking at the ministers, scanning the left and right, especially the general Ji Wuye, hoping that he would give himself an answer.

The day before yesterday, the snow clothes fort was burned down, but I am afraid that it is not so simple, since the general investigated like this, everything should be borne by himself, but last night's fire, injured the ministers.

Being able to openly set fire to the area of the important ministers, and it is guaranteed that he will set fire to the palace tonight, which is something that King Han will never allow, with a hint of coldness in his voice, he looked at Ji Wuye.

All these days, I have been asking myself for the right to patrol and guard the city, and I gave it myself, but now this is the result?

"King, the night patrol in Xinzheng City has always been the responsibility of the right Sima Liu Yi, think about the fire last night, Liu Yi should have something?"

King Han's words fell, and the whole hall was silent, the ministers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally couldn't help but look at Zhang Kaidi and the general, in recent years, they are more like an ornament in the court.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the front of the civil officials was a person who walked out, middle-aged, dressed in court clothes, slowly walked to the hall, took a step forward, bowed his hand, and looked at the king of Shangshou Han and said.

"Well, what Nangong said is very true, Liu Yi, the patrols have been in your hands recently, and your mansion is also in the Dongcheng area, and the soldiers are constantly patrolling, don't tell the widow that you can't do anything!"

The person in the viewing hall is the fault of Xinzheng Changshi Nangong, and he is usually in charge of all the affairs of Xinzheng, except for one thing, that is, military affairs.

King Han bowed slightly, and agreed with Nangong's wrong words, such a problem occurred within his duties, as Xinzheng Sima, he couldn't escape the involvement, and a pair of eyes slowly narrowed, looking at the military attache group.

"Your Majesty, there was a fire in the Dongcheng area last night, but someone set fire to it, and the thief was strong in martial arts, and under the cover of night, the soldiers couldn't catch up and let them leave."

"But the king doesn't have to worry, Weichen already knows the whereabouts of those people, and I think there will be news soon!"

Right Sima Liu Yi, for the general Ji Wuye to pull up, for several years, has been in Xinzheng to control military affairs, the ability is good, a light green robe plus the body, step and move, the posture is slightly rough, the beard is messy, quite a trace of uninhibited.

Hearing Nangong's mistake, a trace of coldness swept through the depths of his bright eyes, and in the stepping hall, his head lowered slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the general Ji Wuye, looking at his expression, what he felt in his heart, and slowly responded.

"Soon?"

"The widow will give you two days to arrest those thieves who set fire to the case, if it is overdue, why does the general think?"

This kind of official response, not what King Han likes, those thieves have not been captured for a day, and their own palaces are not stable, facing the right Sima Liu Yi's voice is a little heavy, and the words turned lightly, looking at the general Ji Wuye on the right.

"What the king said is very true, this matter is within Liu Yi's responsibility, if Liu Yi can't arrest the thief within two days, he should be punished according to Korean law!"

"However, Weichen feels that Liu Yi is a rough man, and in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, he also asks Changshi Nangong to cooperate and work together to investigate the arson case, in order to quickly arrest the thief!"

"Why does the king think?"