Chapter 115

The next second, a sharp blade was on the back neck of Yuwen Lingxi. Her eyebrow was cold, and the silver needle in her hand was about to stab the man's abdomen.

But the other side seemed to have no idea. When she was about to get to the skin, she suddenly grasped her hand and said, "Why are you here?"

Yu Wenling Xi's heart was stunned. He wanted to come from Tingyu building, but he didn't want to meet Lu Zhaohe.

At the moment, she didn't wear the mirror of Xishui. Her face was dazzled. She just said, "let me go first, let's talk about it."

Yuwen Lingxi quietly pulled up the cloth towel on his face when he turned around, "I think about it, but I still think it's not appropriate for you to travel alone. The prime minister's position is complex and changeable. Yuwen is suspicious again. This is the only way to come."

Lu Zhaohe is a little angry now. "Why don't you send someone to send me a letter in advance? If I didn't pay attention just now, you will die by the knife."

Yuwen Lingxi meaningful blurted out, "the princess looked down on me, and this decision is temporary, there is no time to send letters."

She stopped a little and said, "now that you are in the prime minister's residence, it's inconvenient for you to do everything. Naturally, if you can do something less, you can do something less. If your princess detects something different, will we live?"

Banyan on the narrow side, between the two people is almost close together.

Lu Zhaohe heard this, just because he wanted to imprison Yu Wen, Lingxi's hand suddenly came back from her waist. There seemed to be a moment of darkness in his eyes, and then he said silently: "since this is the case, great things are important, let's start."

He asked Wenxi again.

Two people are exploring the small banyan tree in a quiet corner.

Lu Zhaohe looked around and began to whisper in front of Yuwen Lingxi's ear, "there are eight guards in this study, which are divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, each with three people, and the other two are on patrol."

Yuwen Lingxi: "you don't have to move in the outer courtyard. Too many people will stir up trouble. Just solve the problem of three people at the door of the inner room."

Words fall, then see two people from the eaves of the past.

To the wall of the inner courtyard, Yuwen Lingxi takes the lead, and Lu Zhaohe's anger surges again.

In his opinion, Yuwen Lingxi is too bold, now a soldier did not move, she jumped so rashly, it is like death.

I saw the woman dexterously around the beam, from the right hand out of a silver needle, the action neatly into a person's neck between the pulse.

On the other side, it was just a flash of time. Both of them stood in the same place like drowsiness, but their bodies were not as stable as those who were sick.

Now, if he is in a mess, it is wrong for him to turn around.

Yuwen Lingxi's eyes turned slightly. She did the same thing again. She put a silver needle into the guard's pulse, but it was different from the first two. He suddenly started to walk like a puppet.

Lu Zhaohe's eyes were straight when he looked at the fence. Yuwen lingxifu waved to him to come down from one side.

In fact, this is not a strange method, but I learned a few skills when I went to visit southern Xinjiang.

In southern Xinjiang, if a wizard wants to manipulate the practice, he needs to find a living person to make a puppet.

But no real living person is willing to control, so at this time, we must first hypnotize his inner consciousness.

Yuwen Lingxi mostly learned a fur, smeared the tip of the needle with the medicinal wine provided by Nanjiang at that time, and then pricked the pulse.

This method will not do harm to the body. At most, it's just a little tired afterwards.

The two men leaned into the house, and Lu Zhaohe explored the surroundings in the way he usually tried. After confirming that there was no mechanism, Yu wenlingxi was allowed to enter.

She was about to look around to see if there was a secret room. Suddenly, Lu Zhaohe stopped her in a deep voice. "No, there is nothing in yuwenli's secret room except gold, silver, money and several lists."

Yu Wen Ling Xi is dumb, "when did you come to explore?"

"The last time I checked the flood and embezzled public funds, I accidentally touched the organ and went in." Lu Zhaohe said coldly, with no half difference on his face.

Yuwen Lingxi is not angry, knowing that he didn't say hello in advance for his own sake, and now he is stuffy.

She took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, opened it and handed it to Lu Zhaohe. "You can smell it carefully. It's the powder that the spy brought back from the confession of the jade kingdom.

My servant came back with the news. This time, Yu Wenli not only cut off a truck of gunpowder, but also got a mention of the classics of gunpowder making. This idea is really clear. "

Lu Zhaohe

Nevertheless, he managed to get by.

Only smell the powder on the handkerchief with the smell of soil and saltpeter, not good smell.

Lu Zhaohe frowned, raised his head and said, "if so, the classics will surely be sent back to the state of Li with gunpowder."

Yuwen Lingxi nodded silently, "you see this wall full of books, if sent back this time, Yuwen will not hide outside. With the lessons of the last time, it's very likely that a fire will be set on fire if it is found again. "But the prime minister's office is not. There are many servants here, and Yuwen is still famous.

If there's water here, it's hard to avoid mistakes when things get big.

Yuwen Lingxi is not stupid enough to report to his family, so he chose the night detective method.

At the moment, they divided their work and worked together to find it in the book.

A quiet, two people each concentrate on doing their own things.

Yuwen Lingxi looked from east to west. When he was standing in the middle, his eyes suddenly brightened.

I saw the pear wooden shelf, the surrounding Book seal a yellow.

But there are several places that seem to be newly put in. They look much whiter.

Yu Wen Ling Xi weighed foot, draw out a as for hand.

When she turned over the front, she saw that it was not the art of war and commerce, with four big words of Tang poetry and Song Ci printed on it.

Yuwen Lingxi's eyes are dark. Although she hasn't grown up in the prime minister's residence since she was a child, she knows something about Yuwen Li.

Over the years, he has been ambitious, focusing more on books such as ancient books on the art of war, which are full of poetic and picturesque poetry. It really doesn't look like his style.

While thinking, Yu Wen Ling Xi turns to the first page.

Because the room was too dark, she walked by the window and read word by word with the silver glow of the moonlight.

"When the saltpeter comes out of Longdao, it is mixed with sulfur and realgar and burned with honey..."

Yuwenlingxi face a joy, called Lu Zhaohe way: "you come to see, I found a book."

Hearing the sound, the man stepped forward, saw the words in the writing, read a few sentences, and then came near to smell, "it seems that the estimation is good, Yuwen is a slippery scholar now, even the book cover has been changed."

They began to search from the bookshelf in the middle, all looking for those white volumes, but after a while they found several.

Just then, a voice of greeting from the guard came out of the door. Yuwen Lingxi's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly stopped his action