Prince Lost His Memory Again/C140 Capture the Spy(1)
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C140 Capture the Spy(1)

Until now, none of them knew that Mu Haiyang was no longer within their scope of knowledge. Lu Che and his men were still searching at the back of the mountain. Their voices were hoarse and they did not hear any response.

"Miss Mu..."

"Imperial Consort..."

No one was idle as they kept calling out to Mu Hai. She had almost touched every tree in the back mountain and still did not see her figure...

Lyi Xuanzhi and Yue Niansheng were still discussing how to leave a group of soldiers behind for Lu Che without anyone noticing.

He asked Yue Niansheng again, "How did you know there was a spy?" He asked again, obviously not believing Yue Niansheng. It was possible that the spy was an illusion created by him to trick him. He even helped him count the money. More importantly, it was Lyi Xuanzhi. He believed that An He had more cousins in the Imperial Palace. He didn't believe that his brothers and cousins would be afraid of them. Back then, he was the one who brought him and Jiazhi back.

Yue Niansheng still smiled and didn't say anything, but clapped his hands. He saw a commander that Lyi Xuanzhi had brought with him outside the door. He was holding a man who had thrown away his helmet and armor. The soldier who was tied up came up to Lyi Xuanzhi and reported, "Your Royal Highness, this person is a spy. He used a pigeon to send a few messages. He was intercepted by Second Prince this time..."

"Several times?" Lyi Xuanzhi looked at the commander doubtfully. His meaning was very clear. Why did he only report now after several times? Or did Yue Niansheng catch him? If there wasn't a reasonable explanation, Lyi Xuanzhi wouldn't easily forgive him.

"Your Highness, this person is very cunning..." As he spoke, he glared at the person on the ground and continued to explain, "Every time we change shifts, we give the pigeon to the surrounding people. Let them release the pigeon. This way, our people won't be able to tell which pigeon is the messenger pigeon. Which pigeon is the secret one? After that, Second Prince told his subordinates that there was a spy in the camp... That's why we took him down. " The commander roughly described it once. Of course, he knew what it meant to be concise and concise. The details after that were not something he could explain in one breath. After all, they had caught him as a traitor. The owner of the plan was sitting there.

After Lyi Xuanzhi heard his story, he asked the spy sternly, "Who sent you here?"

The spy did not speak. It was useless to say anything now. He might as well grit his teeth and not say anything. Perhaps there was a way out.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Lyi Xuanzhi retracted his voice and said, "I will ask you one more time. Who sent you here?"

Let's see! Lyi Xuanzhi didn't say anything, but his attitude started to improve. This caused the spy to bite even harder and not say anything, as if he was a mute. After waiting for a while, the atmosphere began to gather. Finally, it was Lyi Xuanzhi who said, "Good, you have a backbone!"

Just when the spy thought that he had escaped disaster, Lyi Xuanzhi's calm voice sounded again, "Pull him out and behead the public!" As he spoke, he waved his hand, indicating that the commander could carry out this order.

Only then did the spy open his mouth and beg, "Your Royal Highness, please spare me... Your Royal Highness..."

The commander and Lyi Xuanzhi ignored him. They had given you a chance and did not cherish it. Did he think it was a joke?

A few minutes later, the sound of blood splashing came from outside the door. And the sound of a human head falling to the ground. Lyi Xuanzhi never showed mercy to spies. Spies with integrity. He would often bury them. If they begged for mercy, they would just wait for the five horses to dismember their bodies!

Whoever was not good at being a spy, he would have to choose to be Lyi Xuanzhi. He could only blame his own bad luck for being discovered. He had become a god in a dynasty, and now he had become a ghost. Now that he had been caught, he could only become a ghost under a knife.

The commander hung the spy's head in front of the mountain stronghold gate to let everyone know about this person. More importantly, he was warning them not to mix in the camp and be a spy.

Lyi Xuanzhi sat on the main seat, looked at Yue Niansheng and said, "Speak!"

He naturally understood what Yue Niansheng wanted to say. He picked up the tea and took a sip before telling Lyi Xuanzhi what had happened.

In the evening.

Niansheng and Mu Haiyang were on the roof looking at the army. At that time, Niansheng had been standing there for a long time. Everything in the camp could not escape his eyes. Coincidentally, when Mu Haiyang left to look for Lu Che, it was time for the army to change shifts. She saw a person who was familiar with the way and avoided all the patrolling soldiers. He even left the military camp dressed in cloth clothing.

Niansheng called Yan Yi over to investigate the spy, but his eyes never left the spy's figure. Only when the spy disappeared into the forest did Niansheng chase after him. In order not to alert the enemy, he followed him all the way to an unknown village near the village. He took out a carrier pigeon from his pocket and gave it to the villagers. He gave a few instructions. The villager happily took the silver and thanked him profusely.

About an hour after the spy left the village, he saw the villager release the carrier pigeon in his hand. "Such a good job, how nice would it be if it was done every day?" The villager even muttered happily.

Niansheng picked up a stone and flicked the pigeon. The white pigeon immediately fell to the ground and picked up the letter tied to its feet. It was only after confirming that the person was a spy, and a spy from the Palace. Niansheng had his own thoughts. He found the villager and asked, "I want to ask you a question. You got it right... This is yours." The amount of silver in his hand was enough for him to eat and drink for an entire year. Seeing this, the villager nodded his head.

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