Thinking of this, the Ninth Prince waved his followers to go down, and analyzed the current situation with his staff.
"No matter who comes from the Jimo family, we must take the initiative and win his favor so that we can achieve great things in the future..."
"Yes, the old minister is willing to take charge of inquiring about Lai Shi's identity!"
"The subordinates are going to contact the confidants in the palace..."
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***
The silver-faced guards left the Illusion Mansion.
Outside the mansion, in a hidden dense tree, a few black figures swished out and greeted him: "Young master!"
The silver-faced guard slowly took off the mask on his head. With his perfect profile, star-like eyes, and elegant demeanor, it was Jimo Ya.
He had met Emperor Chuiyun a few days ago. He was low-key by nature and didn't want to reveal his identity. Emperor Chuiyun was considerate and gave him the identity of a silver-faced guard of the Chuiyun Empire. heart event.
"Did you find anything out there?"
"I didn't find any evil spirits or suspicious people." One of the shadows replied respectfully.
Jimo Ya snorted, "Mo Wu went to inform them of the law enforcement agency of the Chuiyun Empire, saying that there was a case of exchanging corpses in the Huan Mansion, and the phenomenon of slaves bullying the master. Mo Si stayed on the outskirts of the Huan Mansion, monitoring the movements of the ant colony day and night. …”
Immediately two shadow men came out to respond. "yes!"
The remaining two followed Jimo Ya and were about to leave.
Jimo Ya suddenly turned his head again, "Mo Si, if there are outsiders who do harm to Master Huanjia, you can take action at the right time."
Mo Si and the others were on the tree, and they had already seen clearly the young master's affairs with Miss Huanjia in the Huanfu. Among them, Mo Liu had the most out-of-the-ordinary personality, and even teased the master that he would have another beautiful girl whom he admired.
Unexpectedly, the young master confessed this sentence again, and the reaction was a bit slow, "Yes, yes!"
He got a casual glance from his young master, as if he had captured all the thoughts in his heart.
Immediately, I was shocked into a cold sweat. Secretly scolded Mo Wu who went away, it was you who misled me and made me lose my dignity in front of my master. It is impossible for a person like the young master to have a relationship with this small family of the Chuiyun Empire for eight hundred years. What is the connection with the little girl who came out, even if she changed from a big fat girl to a little beauty...
And the master's order must have a deep meaning, don't speculate on your own, try to figure out the master's mind, be careful that the master will let you go back to the Jimo family's dark room to face the wall for a hundred years...
Mo Si swished, and flashed into the dense tree again.
At the same time, Jimo Ya and the two shadow men who followed him also disappeared in place.
***
As soon as the hour came, Huanfu held the funeral on time.
According to the specifications in advance, the coffin was issued for burial, Huan Qingyan had a heart, and only put some plant ashes in the urn, which was used as the ashes of her father. The funeral was busy until night.
The real ashes were kept and enshrined in the ancestral hall, except for Huan Qingyan, Mrs. Huan and trusted people, no one knew the inside story.
The officials came soon and took Huan Donghai and those who smuggled the corpses to the government.
At night, things are not over yet.
Many things should be done sooner rather than later. At this time, the Huan family has bad moth-eaten hearts, evil relatives are around, and the chief executive has taken the lead in rebellion. The spies in the house must be cleaned up first.
Otherwise, you won't even be able to sleep well.
All the people were gathered in the mourning hall, the white wreath of filial piety on the mourning hall has not been removed, although the coffin is gone, the guilty servants are still a little timid.