Wei Mohai bowed and said yes, then turned around and left, but he turned back after a few steps, "King Yun, Taifu Liu is in the literary world, and the position is high. After the Liu Mansion is burned, the Wenguan..."
Having said that, he raised his head to observe Yun Ruofeng's expression. Since he had already dealt with Liu Taifu, the Wenguan couldn't let it go. Otherwise, the night will have many dreams.
"The Wenguan will be dealt with tonight. Save it until tomorrow, and something will happen." Yun Ruofeng's voice was light, but his orders were very cruel.
"Subordinates obey." Wei Mohai saluted respectfully, then turned around and walked under the boat.
Tonight, it is destined to be unstable. Although it is still during the state banquet, there are some things that must be dealt with.
There was no one around, Yun Ruofeng's warm breath dissipated, and his eyes were gloomy. He quietly looked at the river surface, and the night wind blew through, making ripples.
Some things can only be obtained by discarding them. Yun Ruofeng squeezed both fists, then let go, turned and walked into the house. Ning Anlian in the house has taken off her coat and lay on the bed.
On the other side, Su Xi'er had already walked to the front of the library, the door was closed tightly, she looked up to the second floor, the faint candlelight was flickering.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door of the house. There was no sound in the hall. She knocked several times. Finally, a gray-haired old man opened the door.
The old man's voice was hoarse and short-backed. He glanced at Su Xi'er, "Girl, it's late at night, and the museum has long been closed. Come back tomorrow."
After speaking, the old man is about to close the door, Su Xi'er reached the door of the house with a serious face, "I have important things to talk about."
After the old man had a meal, Guan Xiang was the largest person in the library, managing the library. When the girl came, she said she was looking for a manager.
"It's late at night, everyone is resting, girl, you will look for it tomorrow."
Su Xier's hand pressed hard against the door, and the old man stepped back and watched Su Xier walk into the house, every step was extremely majestic.
The old man looked at Su Xi'er squarely, "Girl, what's the matter if you ask the manager?"
"I saw him in the main hall of the Wenguan, and told him that there would be disaster in the Wenguan soon." After speaking, Su Xier walked to the main hall of the Wenguan.
The old man breathed, and the girl was very familiar with the library and knew where the main hall was. During the pace, it seems that I used to visit the Wenguan frequently. But he is the gatekeeper of the museum and has no impression of the girl in front of him.
Nanzhao does not have a prime minister, and Yun Ruofeng alone is in charge of the six ministries and controls all of Nanzhao's lifeline. Guan Xiang, who is over fifty years old, is a very close friend of Mrs. Liu. Surname control, single name and phase.
Literati have no status, no respect, no age gap, just call each other's name directly.
The guardian went to the second floor, stopped in front of the faint candlelight, knocked on the door of the house, "Tell me, there is a girl looking for you now. If you don't go, the library will be in trouble."
The governor was reading a gift book in the house. Hearing the old man's words, he immediately put down the book, walked to the door, and opened the door.
The old man shook his head, "I also think it's weird, but that girl, it doesn't look easy, you'd better go and see." After that, the old man stepped aside and gave way to the supervisor.
Guan Xiang nodded, "Let's go and see."
Not long after, Su Xi'er saw Guan Xiang in the main hall. This person, she had met once when she was still Ning Rulan. At that time, he was wearing a navy blue robe, but now he is still the same color robe, even the style has not changed.
After seeing him, Su Xier took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to him, "Take a look at this letter."
Guan's phase was unknown, so he reached out and took the letter. There were four words written on the envelope, Guan Qiqi. The front of the pen moves towards, and the charm of the pen is written by Taifu Liu.
His face suddenly became serious, and he opened the envelope while looking at Su Xi'er, "Tao Fu Liu sent you?" After the words fell, he took out the letter in the envelope.
He glanced at it, and his eyes were unbelievable. The more he looked, the more solemn he became, his expression changed from surprise to regret, and finally to silence.
Guan Xiang squeezed the letter tightly, this letter was written by Mrs. Liu, and others could not imitate it. Taifu Liu was gifted to death by King Yun with a cup of poisonous wine. Taifu Liu has a lofty position in the literary world. King Yun killed him if he said it!
It's really chilling, chilling the hearts of a bunch of literati!
At this time, Su Xier said slowly, "You immediately tell everyone in the hall to go to the dark room. The people sent by the King of Cloud will come soon."
Guan Xiang was taken aback, this was the catastrophe she said before. He did not speak, thought for a moment, and then looked at the old man, "Go to ring the bell immediately, and everyone will go to the dark room without any delay."
When the old man heard this, a horror flashed in his eyes, and finally he stepped away and immediately summoned everyone.
The literary hall is very large, and it is a place where literati gather. Now it is the time for literati to gather during the state banquet.
After finishing the order, the officer suddenly remembered how the girl in front of her knew that there was a dark room in the museum! For a moment, Guan Relative Su Xier didn't dare to be careless, and there was a hint of temptation in her words, "Girl, you are very familiar with the library, who are you?"
Su Xier's voice was steady, "Tao Fu Liu died for the emperor, dedicating her dedication and loyalty. Taifu Liu and I are the same people, for the emperor, for the Ning imperial family, and even more for Nan Zhao."
With a calm tone but full of majesty, Guan Xiang squeezed the letter in his hand, and finally he put it away.
The bell rang, all the scholars got up, and whenever a major event happened, they would ring the bell. All literati do not understand that the state banquet is the most stable time, why do you ring the bell late at night
Everyone headed to the main hall, a crowd of people crowded in darkness.
The janitor patted his thigh, "One missing person, Yu Xiao! He likes to drink, and he hasn't come back yet."
Guan Xiang waved his hand, "Everyone went to the dark room without waiting for him. I will explain to you the specific reason. Everyone will go immediately. The situation is urgent."
Everyone instantly became solemn, led by the old man, and immediately went to the dark room.
Su Xier replied, "You too, here, I will deal with it."
"I live and die together with the Wenguan, thank you girl for bringing the conversation." Guan Xiang said while showing concern, Yu Xiao did not drink in the morning, and did not drink in the evening, it happened at this time!
"Here, I can deal with it. If you have an accident, how can you explain the critical situation to everyone? As long as you spend tonight, tomorrow, you can gather literati, write letters, and defeat the King of Cloud." Su Xier said slowly, she understood very well. , As long as Yun Ruofeng fails tonight, he will be prepared for crusade tomorrow!
When Guan Xiang heard this, she felt that what she said was very reasonable. If someone from the Yunwang sentinel came, would she really be able to deal with it
"There is not much time, you go quickly. Liu Taifu is dead. King Yun knows his relationship with the Wenguan. His death is not accidental. Just in case, King Yun will attack the Wenguan in the shortest time. Now it's over. The street is quiet at child time, and it is the best mobile phone meeting for King Yun." Su Xier speeded up her speech and gave a push while talking.
At this time, the door of the Wenguan hall was pushed, and a young man came staggeringly with a hip flask.
He wore Tsing Yi, his hair was unfettered, and there was a touch of laziness between his eyebrows.