Outside a quiet side hall in the other palace, a carriage slowly stopped. The national master and Wanfeng walked down the wooden bench, and the Nanzhao guards on both sides saluted silently. The national master walked in front with expressionless expression, and Wanfeng followed him obediently.

Entering the side hall, the national master took off his cloak, took the wind into his hand in time, and looked at him blankly: "Master."

The national master did not speak, but turned around and went to Helianqi's house, took out a life-long Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill for him and fed him to surrender. Helianqi's body had no trace of a living aura, but his heart was still beating slightly so that the imperial doctor could get his weak pulse.

His soul had already returned to heaven, but he was like a puppet to be tactful. Even though he was guilty during his lifetime, he couldn't help but feel unbearable to him at this moment.

He turned his face away and stopped looking at Helian Qi who was as haggard as he was.

"Let's go." The national teacher said to Wan Feng.

When he turned his head back, he saw that the master had left the house at some point. He was standing at the door and looking at him calmly. He scratched his head and followed him awkwardly.

There are many disciples in the National Master Hall, but this time, only one of them was sent to the Great Zhou Dynasty with the National Master. He contracted all the common affairs of the National Master, and he took care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation.

After returning to the house with the national master, Wanfeng poured a cup of tea for the national master, and then went to the kitchen to get lunch for the two. He originally wanted to have dinner with several other ministers, but he might not be able to catch up with the trip today, so he told them to eat first. It was time for dinner.

I have made a few authentic Beijing dishes in the kitchen. I took them back to the national teacher’s house with a food box.

Wanfeng was a little uncomfortable with the dishes in the capital. Fortunately, he brought Nanzhao's hot sauce. He took out the jar, scooped two spoons and hit it in an exquisite dish. He had a plate and his master had a plate.

"Eat." The national master picked up the chopsticks.

Wanfeng put the jar and sat down.

The national master didn't talk much, and Wanfeng dared not talk too much to the national master. The two of them had only chewing sounds on the dining table. Wanfeng was used to it, but today hesitated to find a topic to talk to his master, a confidant of the national master stepped into the house.

"National Master." The confidant bowed.

The national teacher nodded lightly: "I found all of them?"

"It was found out." The confidant presented a letter to the national teacher and then left.

The national master opened the letter, folded it and placed it on the table after reading it.

From the perspective of Wanfeng, you can see the three words "The Young Master's Mansion". Wanfeng's big eyes rolled and asked curiously: "Master, what did the letter say?"

"Look at it for yourself." said the national teacher.

Wanfeng opened the letter and found that it was full of information about Yu Wan, birth date, birthplace, parents' close relatives... everything was very detailed.

"Master is investigating her?" So much information can be investigated in one or two days. Master has investigated her ancestors for the first time after meeting Princess Yan. Isn't it enough to find out whether the holy objects are on her? What should I do if I know so much?

"Why did Master investigate her?" Wanfeng asked in confusion.

The national teacher did not answer.

It seemed that he was not going to tell him anymore. Wan Feng shut up his mouth tactfully, but he was curious about Yu Wan. He changed the subject and said, "Master, can one head really find out the whereabouts of the holy objects?"

"Of course." The national teacher said with pride in his words as Jindi.

Wan Feng took a bite of rice, then picked up a piece of smoked dried bamboo shoots, dipped them in hot sauce, and carefully glanced at the master after eating: "What if the holy object is found in the hands of Princess Yan?"

"Take it back." said the national teacher.

Wanfeng took another bite of rice and wanted to shut up, but once again couldn't help it: "Did you take it secretly?"

After asking, he realized that he had asked an extremely stupid question. If you don’t take such a valuable thing secretly, do you have to rob it openly?

Hello, our Nanzhao is in your hands, please return the holy things to us!

Uh... only a fool would hand it over, right?

There was no matter how General Helian was involved, there might be a glimmer of hope for negotiation - using armor to exchange for sacred objects, it was an excellent deal no matter how you look at it, but General Helian smashed everything. At this moment, he really felt that he deserved to suffer.

Before the national master could speak, Wan Feng said again: "If you take it secretly, how will the master take it?"

The national master glanced at him: "You talked a little too much today."

Wanfeng said embarrassedly: "Because she has cured my injuries, she picked up my life."

"Just polite words." The national teacher said indifferently, "She is a doctor, and it is her duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Don't confuse it with the grace of saving your life."

"Oh." Wan Feng felt that he could really shut up now. While eating vegetables, he kept looking at the national teacher.

The national master put down his chopsticks: "If you have anything else, just say it."

"Then... will you kill her?" Wan Feng asked with his eyes blinking.

His facial features are not amazing, but his eyes really seem to be able to speak.

The national master didn't look at him, but just picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a leaf of vegetable at will, and said, "It depends on whether she knows it."

Wan Feng stared at the master in a daze and said, "Because this matter is so important, people cannot show that sacred objects are stolen, and they cannot show that the little princess has not been chosen by the sacred objects. So if she knew that it was a sacred object, she could not keep her alive?"

The national teacher nodded lightly, as if he had agreed to his speculation.

Wanfeng didn't say much later and ate the rice in the bowl silently.

After the two of them had dinner, Wanfeng called the servants to remove the tableware. The national master brought Wanfeng into the inner room. It was not yet evening. It was bright and the national master asked Wanfeng to close the doors and windows, and the room became dark.

The national teacher took out a small box.

This box was recognized by the Master's luggage as one of the few things that he was not allowed to touch. He stood aside tactfully and did not come forward to help him. He saw Master wearing silver wire gloves and taking out a small jade bottle of jade from it.

The moment I put on gloves, I felt a little guess.

Is it a worm? He thought.

The national teacher pulled out the bottle stopper: "Cup."

Wanfeng picked up a white porcelain cup that was buttoned upside down on the table and handed it over with both hands.

The national teacher signaled him to put it on the table, and he did as he did.

The national teacher poured the stuff from the bottle into the cup.

Wan Feng guessed correctly. It was indeed a Gu worm, but it was not any Gu he had ever seen. Intuition told him that this Gu worm was very powerful.

"Is it the Gu King? Master." Wan Feng asked.

The national master nodded: "The Gu King can make the Gu pearl bright, but the one that may not be bright is the Gu King we want. It is also a Gu King. The only thing that can make you scare in the world is the sacred object of Nanzhao."

Wan Feng finally understood why his master brought back Prince Yan's head. He watched his master's actions nervously.

The national master took out the handkerchief from his arms, opened it, and put the thread into the cup. However, the Gu King did not move at all, and was not affected at all.

The national master frowned: "Has I made a mistake? She was just an ordinary Gu King?"

But Wanfeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The national master was disappointed and put away the Gu King Lock into the small box. He was about to get the used handkerchief and cup, and said, "Master, let me clean up!"

The national master nodded, put the lower box back into its original place, and got up and went to the study room.

Wanfeng began to pack up the things on the table. His eyes were on the silk in the cup. Somehow he pinched it up, and then put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. Then his face changed drastically!

This is not her head!

When he went to the Young Master's Mansion to thank her, he was close to her. The breeze blew her silk, and he accidentally smelled it.

There was a faint fragrance of lily of the valley and a faint fragrance that he couldn't describe on her silk. Naturally, he didn't know that it was the smell of Yan Jiuchao, but what was certain was that this must not be her head!

Did the master make a mistake, or... she deliberately made the master make a mistake?

If it is the latter, does it mean that she is also guarding against her master in the morning?

Why was she guarding against her master? Is the holy object really in her hands?

And she knew that it was a sacred object of Nanzhao, and she also knew that the envoy of Nanzhao came for the sacred object, a woman with a clear mind! He and his master were completely kept in the dark by her!

"Sweep the wind."

The national teacher pushed the door and walked in.

Wanfeng's expression changed and he pulled his head into his palm.

"What's wrong with you?" The national master noticed that his face was not right.

Wan Feng's eyes flashed, he picked up the cup on the table and said tremblingly: "Master, Master's Gu King is so powerful. Will the cup it touches be poisonous? I won't be poisoned, right?"

The national teacher sighed: "You are scared of this?"

Wan Feng's throat slid: "Yes, yes."

"No." The national teacher said helplessly.

"That's good, I thought I was going to die." Wan Feng pretended to be relieved.

The national teacher said indifferently: "I'm going out tomorrow, remember to prepare a carriage."

Wanfeng quickly responded: "Yes, do you need me to walk with your master?"

The national teacher said, "No need, I'll go alone."

"Oh." Wan Feng was still guilty of lying and didn't mind that the master left him.

...

However, after Yan Jiuchao handled official duties in the cabinet, he really did not attend the routine meeting. He left and sat on his own carriage with a arrogant look.

After June, the sun grew longer and when Yan Jiuchao and Ying Shisan arrived at Lianhua Village, it was still bright, and the villagers who came to take care of their work had left one after another. The village returned to its usual tranquility, with smoke rising from the cooking stove and the fragrance of food overflowing. The adults called their own dogs and dogs back and started to enjoy a day's supper.

Since the Yu family opened a workshop, the villagers have had a better life. Not only do they have to be hungry, but they can still eat meat every now and then. Along the way, the greed in Yan Jiuchao and his two tummy made the meat smell of each family come out.

Yan Jiuchao got off the carriage in front of his house. Ying Shisan pulled the horse to the backyard for grass. Yu Wan heard the movement of the carriage and walked out. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao came directly to the cabinet. He didn't have time to change his clothes. He wore purple robes. The purple brocade with a pendant texture made the black python-shaped belt tightly tied to his strong waist. He was tall and long, and his cuffs hung down casually. For example, his appearance in the past had a bit of inviolable majesty.

The twilight hit his jade-like face, making him look like a layer of Buddha's light at first glance.

Yu Wan once again amazed her husband's appearance, and the gods in the Nine Palaces were probably nothing more than that.

After staying at home for a day, he naturally figured out what he did for the Yu family. The problem of the horse thief was solved. Those who were willing to stay were legal little miners, and those who were unwilling to stay were solved without any hidden dangers. In addition, he also obtained the mine-based documents, which were all things she didn't know.

In this world, there are always men who only say but don’t do it, and there are men who only do it but don’t say it. Obviously, her little husband is the latter.
To be continued...