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The street was deserted, and the sound of the wheels of the carriages crashing across the flagstones was clear. The carriage swayed slightly. In this quiet night, it would always make people feel drowsy. But the people in the carriage were preoccupied. She leaned against the carriage, her hand on her forehead, her eyes full of worry.

She kept thinking about two things ? First, why did Master Shang Shu specifically ask about his own husband? A few years ago, her husband had been seriously injured in the capital, and ever since, she had tried everything she could to save him. If it wasn't for the fact that she hadn't given up, Shanghai would have died a long time ago. After all, even if all the famous doctors in the world came, they wouldn't be able to find all the necessary medicines.

Her husband had already been unconscious for several years, but no one from Ministry of War ever took the initiative to ask. Furthermore, the people of the Ministry of War had always avoided talking about that matter and were unwilling to talk about it. When Master Shang Shu asked today, she even said that the empress dowager might have made a move, why?

As Zhuang Feifei thought about what Chen Zaiyan had said, he kept having the feeling that Chen Zaiyan still had something that he hadn't said yet.

He had to send his husband out of the capital as soon as possible, but where could he send him?

Da Xi?

In this world, Da Xi was the only place that the people of Yan Kingdom did not dare to be impudent.

The second thing, was about An Zheng.

To be honest, Zhuang Feifei didn't know what kind of opinion he had of An Zheng. She knew that An Zheng had helped her in the past, but she had always been repaying his kindness. It could even be said that she had already returned quite a bit to An Zheng. But she was just willing to treat An Zheng as a friend ? I can't call him a friend, he seems more like a ? Younger brother?

The word 'little brother' resounded in her mind, and her spirit was shaken.

How could An Zheng be his own little brother? It was just that there was a kind of intimate feeling coming from that youth's body.

However, the more she wanted to deny it, the more those thoughts involuntarily surfaced. She originally had a brother who was frail and sickly since he was young. At that time, her family was poor, and even though her parents did their best to save her, they were still unable to save her brother. When she was young, her little brother was the same as the An Zheng she met in Fantasy Eternal Residence City. He was thin and weak looking, but his stubborn nature made people's hearts ache for him.

Unendingly, the memories of her little brother and An Zheng's figure constantly merged together, causing her to become more and more confused.

With a squeak, the carriage stopped in front of the Heavenly Awakening Sect's gate.

"Elder Mister, we have arrived."

Coachman who was driving the carriage was an old man who looked to be at least fifty years old. He wore a straw hat that revealed his gray hair. His skin color was very dark, as was the skin color of those who often suntanned. He had a goatee, and he looked like a very kind and polite old man.

"Thank you, Guifu. You can go back first."

Zhuang Feifei said before he walked toward the door.

The elder asked, "Do you really not need me to stay?"

Zhuang Feifei shook his head: "Heavenly Awakening Sect is our friend, An Zheng is my friend, I will be fine here."

The old man who was called Guifu nodded his head: "Okay, I will go back first, send a signal if you need anything, I will catch up."

Zhuang Feifei said: "Go back and rest, we haven't woken up in all these years, Jushang Yard is controlled from inside out by you and Elder Zhang, without you two, I wouldn't be able to hold on for a long time."

The Guifu sighed: "We don't work hard, but the Elder Mister does. It's not easy."

Zhuang Feifei nodded: "Thank you."

Guifu shook his head and got on the carriage to leave. He did not go far. He turned the corner and stopped under the willow tree. He closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage to rest. It looked as if he had fallen asleep, but within a thousand meter radius, as long as there was even the slightest bit of cultivation strength, it would be unable to hide from him.

Zhuang Feifei gently knocked on the door, and after a while, it creaked open. Old Huo stuck his head out to take a look, and was a little shocked: "Elder Mister, why are you here so early?"

It was not long before dawn, and the sun was already rising in the east.

Zhuang Feifei laughed: I have some urgent matters to discuss with your sect master, please let me know.

Old Huo opened the door and said, "Come in quickly. The dew is heavy outside."

He closed the door and led Zhuang Feifei into the courtyard. At this time, the men who had woken up early were already standing on the Martial Arts Practice Field. Zhuang Feifei thought it was interesting, she felt that An Zheng was a very unusual person, even the people around An Zheng were all unusual.

She was still wearing her loose male attire, so the men of Martial Arts Practice Field did not notice. Further in, a few guys in shorts were showering with fresh water from the well. Under the dim light of the torches, each and every one of them looked incomparably majestic. On a nearby shelf were some white shirts, probably bought overnight, which they would change into in a little while. They were the ones who were going to carry the coffin, so they got up early to bathe and change.

When Old Huo led Zhuang Feifei to the door, the door opened from the inside, and An Zheng walked out with a slightly exhausted look: "Come in and take a seat, Lord Huo, please get someone to prepare breakfast for you."

Old Huo nodded his head: "I will go now."

Zhuang Feifei entered, and this was the first time she entered An Zheng's room. After entering, she carefully examined the room and found that the furnishings inside were extremely simple. There was nothing to decorate it but what was necessary.

Zhuang Feifei sat down and laughed: "This does not look like a house of an appraiser. Among all the people I know, which one of them does not have a pile of priceless treasures? In this house, the most valuable thing is that yellow pear chair of yours.

An Zheng laughed bitterly: "You're still in the mood to joke."

Zhuang Feifei raised her pretty eyebrows: "It's not like I got into trouble, nor did I kill anyone, so how could I not be in the mood to joke around? But about your friend... Don't be too sad, people can't be revived, you want to open up a little. In any case, you've already avenged him. "

An Zheng said: "Thank you."

Zhuang Feifei said: "Don't be so polite with me, where is he?"

An Zheng pointed to the outside: "There will be a spirit shed built in the courtyard, and the corpse will be lying outside in the hall."

"When I take you to burn some paper money, I'm afraid I won't have the time to come to the funeral."

Zhuang Feifei stood up, but An Zheng did not stop her, and led her out of the room.

In the hall, Jin Sanling's corpse had already been washed, her body washed, her wound sutured, and she donned a set of New clothes s. He lay there as if asleep.

In front of Jin Sanling's body, there was a altar, on it was a row of human heads.

An Zheng found a brazier and gave Zhuang Feifei some paper money. Zhuang Feifei squatted down and lit the brazier on fire, "Brother, take care. It's good that you have a brother like him. I know you must have a lot on your mind when you left, so come back often and no one will be afraid of you. "

An Zheng looked at Zhuang Feifei blankly, not thinking that Zhuang Feifei would say such a thing.

Zhuang Feifei solemnly burnt all of the paper money, and then, he stood up and bowed towards the corpse: "An Zheng is very fortunate to have a brother like you. I'm older than he is, and I'm sending you off as his sister. "

Once he said that, Zhuang Feifei regretted it.

An Zheng's face changed, and suddenly he was at a loss of what to do.

Zhuang Feifei turned around: "Let's go, I still have some important things to tell you."

When An Zheng and Zhuang Feifei left the great hall, the white color on the east side of the hall was already getting heavier and heavier.

"It's going to be early. I hope it's all right."

Zhuang Feifei said with a serious face.

At the same time, Minister of War Chen Zaiyan saw him in a secluded corner of the palace.

"Mr. Chen, why are you looking for me so early?"

An Chengli knew that something big must have happened. Chen Zaiyan had a calm personality and if he was in such a hurry to find him, something must definitely be wrong.

"I'll have to trouble you with something. No matter what, think of a way to have the King postpone his inauguration for two hours."

"Why?"

I will explain in detail later, but this matter is related to the life and death of everyone in Ministry of War, so I ask that you definitely help.

Seeing how serious Chen Zaiyan was, An Chengli nodded: "I understand, I will think of something."

Chen Zaiyan cupped his fists: "Thank you."

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

Not long after, the important official who was waiting at the imperial court for King of Yan's arrival received the news. King of Yan suddenly felt a little unwell, he had just taken some medicine, so he came back to the imperial court after resting for a while.

Many people in the court looked at each other, as if they were all deep in thought.

After a full half an hour, King Yan Mu Changyan walked into the main hall. The moment he sat down, without even saying a word, Prime Minister of the Left Su Mao, who was standing at the head of the civil service, stepped forward. He first looked at Chen Zaiyan with a meaningful gaze, and a cold smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

But before he could say anything, Chen Zaiyan stepped forward first.

Su Mao was startled. "Mr. Chen, it's obviously me ?"

Before he even finished speaking, the King Yan Mu Changyan waved his hand. "Chen Zaiyan, what's the matter, why are you in such a hurry?"

Chen Zaiyan held out a imperial report in both hands as he handed it over: "This subject wishes to attend the performance of the former Minister of War Hao Pingan, to recruit and manage illegal activities, and to emulate and amass money."

When those words left his mouth, everyone was stunned. Su Mao, who had originally seen Chen Zaiyan's sneer, turned extremely ugly, as if he had just eaten dog shit. He was also holding a imperial report in his hand. It was a imperial report that everyone in the Ministry of War had gathered to try and rebel. But he was a step too late, and Chen Zaiyan had already gotten the upper hand.

On the General's side, almost everyone was glaring at Chen Zaiyan. While the majority of the civil servants did not know what was happening, they were all looking at Chen Zaiyan as if he was a play.

Chen Zaiyan said loudly, "Yesterday, when this subject was investigating the old debts of Ministry of War, I found out. The former Minister of War Hao Pingan had personally recruited a group of people from all over the Great Yan to serve as his slaves, to be hired and to amass wealth in such a crazy and shocking manner. Although Hao Pingan has passed away, as his Minister of War, this matter cannot be mentioned. "

His tone was calm as he explained, roughly meaning was that he found out that Hao Pingan had gathered a group of jianghuke s from various places and set up a chamber of commerce. He wanted to be hired by other trading companies to act as the guard for the caravan, and also provide bodyguards for some people. As an official of the imperial government, he was actually conducting business. This was against the laws of the imperial government, and it had caused him to lose face for the imperial government.

Mu Changyan also did not understand what was going on, but he still stared blankly at Chen Zaiyan. An Chengli reacted quickly, he knew that something must have happened to the Ministry of War, and immediately reminded Mu Changyan: I'm afraid that someone is going to target the Ministry of War, the Mr. Chen is the first to take action. Lao Shang Shu has already left. No matter what happens, we can only push the matter to Lao Shang Shu so that we can protect the rest of the people in Ministry of War. "

Mu Changyan then reacted and asked a few questions in a perfunctory tone.

After Chen Zaiyan finished speaking, he kneeled down and said: "Although Lao Shang Shu has done something that goes against the law, this subject has no choice but to not plead on behalf of Lao Shang Shu. The reason why the Lao Shang Shu acted this way was because the imperial government was acting for the Yan Kingdom. Ministry of War was very tight with money and food. The soldiers at the border often fought battles with the enemies while starving. Lao Shang Shu was burning with anxiety. In order to alleviate this pressure, he had no choice but to arrange for his subordinates to do business. This official has verified that the Lao Shang Shu did not have a single copper coin to put into their pockets. They have all sent it to the border to improve the lives of the border soldiers. "

Mu Changyan sighed: "This is not Hao Pingan's shame alone, it is the shame of my Great Yan!"

All the officials kneeled down, "This official is guilty!"

Su Mao glared fiercely at Chen Zaiyan, and in the end, he did not hand over the imperial reports either. At this moment, if he were to hand over this imperial report, not only would it not affect him, he would also be scolded.

Chen Zaiyan's heart was also heavy ? There was indeed a traitor in the Ministry of War.