In the middle of March, Chang'an has gradually warmed up, and the palace maids who love beauty have begun to change into thinner gauze skirts.

Today is the day of the return of the army, and it is also the day of the sacrifice of prisoners in front of the Suzaku Gate, but because there are too many rules to see the sacrifice of prisoners, even the standing position is particular, so Li Chengqian asked the old man for leave, and said that the abdominal pain was unbearable, and hid back to the 'Lanruo Temple'.

Put on the kung fu tea, and the little girl Yang Yuxin was waiting on the side, holding the "Romance of the Gods" copied by the little girl herself, and reading it carefully, the whole person exuded an indescribable comfort.

"The Romance of the Gods" was recited by himself for the little girl to copy, and he couldn't be more familiar with every sentence in it, holding it in his hand is purely pretending, and the picture is just a feeling.

Heizi and Dugu Yufeng had already returned, and there were no clues to the place of the assassination except for a pool of blackened blood.

Li Yuanchang's guards, palace maids, and servants have also been interrogated, except for a personal guard named Hu Laoba who is missing, there is nothing suspicious.

As for Nightglow, her business was simple, freeze that corpse in ice and finish it.

The difference is that Su Meng, who went to find Shu Tian and the others, has not come back yet, but in Li Chengqian's opinion, even if he finds people back, it is useless, and he does not think that Shu Tian, a professional catcher, can be much better than him, a 'modern detective'.

While thinking about these things, Li Chengqian picked up the tea poured by Yang Yuxin on the tea tray and sipped it gently, looking at the book with a somewhat stagnant look.

"Your Highness, there is news from Jingzhou Mansion." Suddenly, the night ghost came out of a shadow, her expression was very strange, and she leaned over to Li Chengqian's side and said softly.

"Jingzhou Mansion?" Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows, he didn't remember anything arranged for Jingzhou.

"His Royal Highness the King of Han has appeared in Jingzhou Mansion, and ...... And ......" Night Charm once again showed a strange expression from her expressionless face, and said slowly for a long time, "And he also killed the old nest of the 'seed', and killed the leader of the 'seed'." ”

"What?!" Li Chengqian's voice was more than an octave higher, and he sat up from the rocking chair with a bang, glared at the night ghost and asked in disbelief: "You say it again, what did you just say?" ”

"His Royal Highness the King of Han appeared in Jingzhou Mansion, and took out the nest of the 'seed', and personally killed the leader of the 'seed'." Night Charm repeated what she had just done almost word for word.

"" slammed his fist on the armrest of the rocking chair, and after struggling for a long time, he said: "Can he kill people like that?" Can you kill the leader of the 'seed' with your own hands? The person in charge of Jingzhou won't be talking in a dream, right? ”

The use of carrier pigeons to transmit information is a unique communication channel of the intelligence department, and Li Chengqian did not believe that anyone could modify the information of the intelligence halfway, so he only wondered if the person in charge of Jingzhou had made a mistake.

"No, the news is very accurate, it has been sealed by the Jingzhou Thorn History, and it can't be wrong." Nightshade said with great certainty.

"Send a message to Jingzhou and recheck!" Li Chengqian's face gradually became solemn, the extermination of the 'seed' is a big deal, and it must not be sloppy at all, and it also involves Li Yuanchang, which is even more incomprehensible.

"Your Highness, Jingzhou has already sent an eight-hundred-mile expedited, and you can receive accurate news the day after tomorrow, do you see if it's ......" Night Charm didn't think that there was a need to re-verify this news, because this situation was delivered through the assassin's intelligence network, not the original group of spies in the Intelligence Section, so the credibility was still very high.

Besides, Jingzhou is not very far from Chang'an, and it can basically be arrived within three days of 800 miles of expedited, and there is time to check the information back and forth, and basically the messenger who sent the letter has also arrived.

"Okay, send this information to the Intelligence Department for filing, and send it to Lin Songhai and ask him to hand it over to his father." Although Li Chengqian wanted to see with his own eyes what the old man's expression was when he received this information, out of reason, he still decided to give up this unrealistic idea.

After all, in the old man's opinion, all he can control is the 'seventh group' of the intelligence department, which has nothing to do with it, and it is reasonable to put his own team to the old man.

But if you let the old man know that he still has a set of intelligence team, then there will be a big mess, and if you don't get it, you will be completely mad.

"Yes, the minister will do it." Nightglow's movements were crisp and neat, and after agreeing, she turned around and left.

"Wait, let's wait for the evening to give this news to Lin Songhai, let the old man be happy first."

Thinking that Li Er was inspecting his troops at the Vermilion Bird Gate at this time, and admiring his own results, Li Chengqian felt that it would be better to make the old man happy for another afternoon.

"Whoa!"

As a result, the originally arranged reception dinner was a little dull, and Li Er, who had been thoughtful, made the civil and military generals a little confused, and they couldn't figure out why His Majesty the Great Emperor was still happy in the afternoon and depressed to death at night.

In the end, it was the eldest grandson Wuji who whispered a few times to Li Er, which made him realize that he was a little distracted, and after smiling awkwardly, he resumed his demeanor in the afternoon and had a banquet with the ministers.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the Turks are good at singing and dancing, I don't know if it's true?" During the banquet, I don't know who suddenly remembered that Li Chengqian asked Jieli to dance in Chang'an, and he couldn't help mentioning it.

Hou Junji had already drunk with a group of old killers in the main hall, his face was full of wine, and he was about to pour wine to Du Ruhui to celebrate the rebirth of Lao Du after the catastrophe, and happened to hear the suggestion to let Jieli go to the palace to dance, and couldn't help but coax and said: "Hahaha, this proposal is good, Your Majesty, how about the minister propose to let Jieli Xiaoer dance for the generals who have returned triumphantly from my Tang Dynasty?" ”

Everyone was able to fight, but he was left in the capital, and the depression in his heart can be imagined, if he can toss this Jieli who does not know the current affairs, the Tao is also a happy thing to relieve the boredom in his heart.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the ministers have also heard that Jieli Dance is very good, why don't you let him dance a song?" A group of people who drank a little hi under the royal stairs had already been greeted by Li Chengqian, and they all let them know about Jieli dancing in the hall, although Li Chengqian did not come at this time, but since someone brought it up, it was equivalent to reminding these guys.

So, Jieli, an unlucky child, was taken to the main hall, was scolded by Li Er by pointing his nose, and after counting the five major sins, in order to show his 'surrender' and 'gratitude', he specially presented a unique Turkic dance for the monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty!

(End of chapter)