Chapter 341 People at Night

Who sent this letter?

Yang Yanzhao's heart was stunned and rushed out of the house immediately, but the visitor had long disappeared. Looking around, the wooden door was still closed, the fine wind blew, and his ears were full of purity.

What happened just now seems to have hallucinations.

Looking back, I looked up at the rising red sun. In the slightly dazzling halo, wisps of dust and wind went down, and on the wooden steps under the eaves, a few small tiles were scattered on one side.

It is true that someone has been here, but the other party's light skill is very high, and there is no trace, so the well-trained Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping did not notice it.

The plum dagger in his hand is still cool. Yang Yanzhao quickly thinks about the identity of the visitor. He has only been in Beijing for two days. Is it possible that he exposed his whereabouts when he entered the palace yesterday?

Impossible.

Although there are many people in Bianliang City, no one should notice it. Even if Wang Jien or Li He and an outsider give him the news of his return to Beijing, it is impossible to find his residence.

Therefore, behind this messenger should not be very simple, and from this letter, it is intended to mention him, but what is the meaning of 'ancient road, thin horse, Mahayana realm'?

Is it Weizhuang?

The white-haired figure flashed involuntarily in my mind. After thinking about it, only Weizhuang, who mastered the flowing sand, could find him in the dense mosquito-like alley of Bianliang.

While Yang Yanzhao was meditating, in the room on one side, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping came out one after another. Seeing that he was alone in the yard, he was holding a dagger in his hand and immediately rushed forward and protected Yang Yanzhao's left and right.

"Teaching officer, but someone is coming?"

"Insector, you and the exhaust wind will leave first, and I will break up with Brother Xiao."

The two of them said worriedly, and then took out the thorns hidden on their bodies, held their breath, and looked around cautiously.

Perhaps he heard the sound, and the exhaust wind also rushed out of the room, holding a green whip in his hand. His thin body stood in front of Yang Yanzhao, and a pair of watery eyes were full of vigilance.

"Okay, it's okay. Don't panic."

He said gently and took the wind's little hand. Yang Yanzhao threw the dagger to Xiao Muchun. After the latter took it, he took a good look and didn't notice anything special, so he threw it to Cui Ping again. He followed Yang Yanzhao. "Insector, who is coming?"

"I don't know. I didn't see it clearly. When the letter was sent, it disappeared. I don't think it's malicious."

With that, Yang Yanzhao handed the previous piece of paper to Xiao Muchun. He looked at it a few times, and his thick eyebrows suddenly twisted together. Cui Ping behind him poked his head curiously and saw clearly a few words written on the paper.

"Instor, what do these words mean?"

He didn't understand. Cui Ping asked. When he heard that Yang Yanzhao didn't know, he scratched his head with his hand and muttered to himself, "Isn't this 'ancient road' about the road from the northwest to the Western Regions through Liangzhou?"

Hearing what he said, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help nodding. There is indeed such a possibility. The Hexi Corridor is a fortress that has existed for a long time. When it comes to the ancient road, it is naturally well-deserved.

In this way, it also made him understand that Zhao Guangyi sent someone to kill the Li family, and the four states of Xia, Sui, You and Yin, where Li were located, were close to this important road.

The geographical location is extremely superior. If the army rises up to take down the surrounding cities such as Liangzhou, and then bow down to the Liao Dynasty, the Dangxiang family can firmly grasp the Hexi Corridor and directly cut off the Song Dynasty and the Western Regions.

Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao finally understood why Zhao Guangyi took action against the Li family. Once the Hexi Corridor was occupied by the Dangxiang clan, where could there be war horses available in the Song Dynasty?

And after the appearance of Xixia in the future, it was indeed done like this. From this point of view, Zhao Guangyi's calculation failed. When he thought about this, Yang Yanzhao's heart couldn't help sinking.

If so, isn't his trip more or less auspicious?

At this time, Yang Yanzhao suddenly understood the meaning of the three words 'the Mahayana', which is likely to be a person who has reached Mahayana. Is it possible that there is a Mahayana realm master in the Li family?

When he was in Liao, he had seen the power of Ye Luming, and he was just a half- Mahayana.

Cold sweat came out in the palm of his hand. This strangeness was found by the exhaust wind he held his hand. The little girl turned her head and stared at Yang Yanzhao, with a look of worry in her eyes.

Let go of your hand, show a smiling face, and stretch out. "The weather is good. Some days I don't have morning exercises, but I feel that my bones are much stiffer."

After saying that, he stepped forward and punched in the yard. Seeing him like this, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping no longer thought about the crossword puzzle that gave them a headache. They all followed Yang Yanzhao to practice martial arts.

The fists are roaring, and the force is fierce. It seems that they want to vent the boredom suppressed in the bottom of his heart. After playing with a set of fists and feet, Yang Yanzhao is already sweating profusely.

I washed and ate the cooking cakes I bought at the entrance of the alley, and the breakfast simply filled my stomach.

After breakfast, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping gathered beside Yang Yanzhao. They looked at each other, hesitated a little, and then said, "Inductor, what should we do now?"

"Teaching officer, can we only stay in the small yard? Just now, I thought with Brother Xiao about whether to send a letter to Miss Luo, which also saved several girls from worrying.

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao's words in Zhao Guangyi's ears in Zichen Hall yesterday, 'As for Princess Jinhua, you'd better not meet each other for the time being. I will let people protect you.'

This was a beating and a threat to him, which made Yang Yanzhao like a seven-inch snake caught, with no resistance.

"Son, let the exhaust wind go back and tell Sister Luo, the princess and Miss Eight about the prince."

When Yang Yanzhao was silent, the wind on one side whispered, and then stepped forward and pulled the corner of his clothes. "Sister Luo, they are very worried about you. If they know that you are back, they will be very happy and will not be in tears all day."

The little girl's face was full of sourness, which made Yang Yanzhao's heart soft. Her mind was full of the sad and tearful appearance of Luo's women, and she couldn't help sighing.

Reaching out and caressing the delicate little face, Yang Yanzhao whispered, "Exhaust wind, remember, after you go back, don't tell them what I'm going to do, okay?"

Hearing this sentence, a trace of panic flashed in the exhaust wind's eyes, "Son, don't you take the exhaust wind with you?"

A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and Yang Yanzhao said softly, "Silly girl, it's not easy for you to do something. You have to protect the fish. Didn't you promise me to take good care of the fish?"

Hearing the words, the exhaust wind squeezed his red eyes and wanted to stop the tears, but in the end, the tears seemed to be broken. The little girl couldn't help rushing into Yang Yanzhao's arms, shaking her shoulders, sobbing and crying.

It took a long time to appease her. Yang Yanzhao took the exhaust wind's hand and wrote the word 'he' in the palm of her hand.

"Exhaust wind, remember, don't tell them where I am after you go back. Find a way to enter the princess's mansion. When you see Yuer, you can just tell her the word 'south'. In addition, you also need to find He Yu's confidant who stayed in Bianliang City and let him send a message back. If there is any change, you need He Yu to respond. Yuer, Qinger and Zhu Li must be targeted, so this matter can only be handled by you. Remember, this matter is very dangerous, and you must pay attention to safety.

He nodded his head very seriously, and the exhaust wind bit his lips. "Don't worry, the exhaust wind must protect the two sisters and Miss Eight."

He wrapped the green Luan around the waist of the willows, and tears appeared in his red and swollen eyes again. The exhaust wind stared at Yang Yanzhao for a long time, and then muttered, "Sir, the exhaust wind is going to find Miss Eight, Brother Xiao, Brother Cui, and the prince is handed over to the two brothers to take care of."

After Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping answered, the exhaust wind wiped his face with his sleeves, wiped the tears clean, waved his hand with Yang Yanzhao with a smile, and then turned around and walked out of the yard.

"Instor, I want to send the exhaust air."

Seeing that the thin body disappeared in front of him, somehow, he felt some indescribable sadness of parting. Cui Ping turned his head and said this to Yang Yanzhao.

"No, no one in Bianliang City should want to embarrass her. Ordinary people can't get close to the little girl. If you follow her, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

He whispered, and Yang Yanzhao was about to walk towards the room. Cui Ping had to take back his feet, and Xiao Muchun, who was on one side, looked at him and pouted, and the two also followed into the room.

Yang Yanzhao sat at the table and closed his eyes. Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping were a little confused. After hesitating for a long time, they couldn't help asking, "Inductor, what should we do now?"

Before his eyes were opened, Yang Yanzhao's white and slender index finger lit on the wooden table, making a crisp click, slow and rhythmic, and his sword eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

"Dad!"

This sound was much louder than before. Obviously, the force was very strong, and Yang Yanzhao's eyes also opened, his pupils suddenly opened, and a fine light came out.

"Do nothing, wait."

After saying this, Yang Yanzhao closed his eyes again, leaving Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping who were at a loss.

With this close of his eyes, he arrived at Ri Bo Xishan. Cui Ping and Xiao Muchun sat in the yard. From time to time, they raised their heads and looked at Yang Yanzhao, who was sitting still through the window. They squirmed their mouths. Finally, they lowered their heads and plucked the stones as chess pieces on the chessboard drawn on the ground.

The last wisp of blood-red remnant sun disappeared into the clouds, and the quiet night came one after another, and the lamp ignited, reflecting a piece of brilliantness.

Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping are still sitting in the yard. The lines of the chessboard under their feet have long been blurred. In the room, the lights have not been lit, and the courtyard seems to have turned into a part of the dark curtain, which makes people feel panic.

"Papa..."

A slight knock on the door sounded in the night, like a low sound of the evening wind blowing on the half-closed wooden door.

"Here we go."

In the room, Yang Yanzhao's voice came. Hearing this sentence, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping both jumped up from the ground and strode towards the wooden door of the small courtyard.