#815 - Light the fuse

And just like that, Lü Yuansong, one of the most powerful contenders for the throne, was dead.

Dead in his own palace, dead on Dragon Head Mountain, where tens of thousands of imperial guards were stationed.

For the Great Hui Dynasty, such an assassination was undoubtedly a disgrace.

But they were helpless to do anything about it.

They didn't know how many assassins there were, nor could they find out the latter's identity.

Because all the palace maids, eunuchs, retainers, and personal soldiers in Changding Palace were dead.

Without witnesses, it meant that no one had seen the assassin's face.

They could only judge from the wounds on the hundreds of corpses that one of the assassins used a sword.

Using a sword, mastering an illusionary formation, and possessing extreme strength.

Combining these clues, many people faintly felt that this matter was done by Wei Changtian, or perhaps Qin Zhengqiu.

However, this was just speculation.

More importantly, even if Wei Changtian did do this, they seemed to be powerless.

Revenge?

Perhaps at this moment, these people were clapping and celebrating, it was hard to say.

Of course, no matter what, the formalities that should be done on the surface still had to be done.

At the beginning of Hai hour, half an hour after Lü Yuansong's death, Dragon Head Mountain was sealed off amidst the chaos, strictly prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.

At the same time, the spies from various intelligence agencies of the Great Hui Dynasty began to conduct a "carpet-like" search in Yongding City, looking for all suspicious people who might be assassins.

In fact, the Great Hui court didn't have much hope of finding the assassin.

After all, since this person could sneak into Changding Palace without anyone noticing, how could he be easily found?

But regardless of whether there was hope or not, the assassination of a prince of the country required these reactions.

Thus, the undercurrents surging within Yongding City became even more intense, and the last trace of calm that was barely maintained was finally completely broken tonight.

At the third quarter of Hai hour, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi returned to the Zhuwu Inn by carriage.

They both had smiles on their faces, and although the clothes on their bodies were exactly the same as when they left, they had actually changed into a new set long ago.

Even Zhang San, who was following behind the two, was carrying a few boxes of pastries bought from the West Market, as if the three of them had really just gone to stroll around the night market.

"Miss Qin, this is Ruyi Cake bought from Wufangzhai."

Walking into the front hall, Wei Changtian said with a smile to Qin He, who was doing the accounting: "I specially brought you a box."

As he spoke, Zhang San had already placed a box of pastries next to Qin He, and the latter hurriedly stood up.

"Young Master, you don't have to be so polite!"

"Miss Qin, it's just a box of pastries, don't decline."

"In that case, I, your servant, will thank you and Madam."

After hesitating for a moment, Qin He didn't push the box of pastries back and forth, and after thanking him, she softly asked:

"Young Master, Madam, is the West Market lively?"

"Lively."

Wei Changtian smiled meaningfully: "It can be said that it is extremely lively."

"Is that so?"

Qin He covered her mouth and responded: "If Young Master and Madam have time next time, you can go to Ronghua Workshop in the north of the city, it's even more lively there."

"Okay, we'll go in a few days."

Wei Changtian nodded with a smile: "Miss Qin, then we'll go back to our room first?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Qin He immediately bowed slightly: "Young Master, walk slowly, Madam, walk slowly."

"Yeah."

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After chatting with Qin He for a while, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi quickly returned to the small courtyard.

Li Zimu opened the courtyard door for them, and at a glance, she could tell that tonight's matter should have been relatively successful.

However, she still softly asked to confirm:

"Young Master, is Lü Yuansong dead?"

"Dead."

Wei Changtian walked through the small courtyard towards the house, and casually replied: "Not only him, but the entire Changding Palace has no survivors."

"Okay."

Li Zimu nodded and asked again: "Did the experts in the palace take action?"

"No."

Wei Changtian shook his head: "Liushi set up the illusionary formation as you said, and after I killed the first person who entered the formation, the people outside the formation really didn't dare to go in."

"Is that so, that's good ."

As they spoke, the group had already entered the house, and night insects were chirping outside the house.

Obviously, tonight's matter was planned by Li Zimu, and the arrangement of the illusionary formation was also her arrangement.

She told Wei Changtian that he must eliminate the first batch of experts entering the illusionary formation as quickly as possible, and throw the corpses out of the formation.

Wei Changtian did indeed do as she said, and the facts proved that it did achieve good results.

The imperial guards outside the formation were indeed afraid to enter the formation because of that head, which allowed Wei Changtian to finally kill Lü Yuansong easily.

If not for this, even if he could succeed, it was estimated that it would take a lot of effort.

"Is there any movement from Gongsun Yan's side?"

Taking off his outer robe and handing it to Li Zimu, Wei Changtian asked Zhang San: "Is he still staying at home?"

"Yes, he has not left the mansion."

Zhang San immediately replied: "He should still be considering."

"Considering, okay, then we'll wait for him for another day."

Wei Changtian yawned and muttered lazily:

"If he still doesn't dare after all this, then I'll just consider that I misjudged the person ."

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West of Yongding City, An Prince's Mansion.

The dark moon was heavy, and the chaos and fire had spread from Dragon Head Mountain to the entire Yongding City, but had not yet affected this place.

Therefore, the Prince's Mansion in the night was still as calm as ever.

To outsiders, there was nothing different here from usual.

However, in the eyes of the maids and servants in the mansion, today's Gongsun Yan was a bit strange.

Being able to buy the identity of a prince with silver, Gongsun Yan's wealth was self-evident, even compared to the previous Xu family of Da Ning, it was not too different.

And to earn so much money, a huge industry was naturally needed to support it.

Therefore, Gongsun Yan usually went out early every day and only returned late at night.

But today, he had been locking himself in the study since noon, and had not stepped out of the room for half a step, and had not even eaten dinner.

Such an abnormal situation naturally attracted the attention of many people, but no one knew what had happened.

Gongsun Yan's several wives were even more anxious, holding hot and cold, cold and hot meals, waiting outside the study for a long time.

Then, at a certain moment, a man in black suddenly ran hurriedly from the mansion gate all the way to this place, urgently knocking on the door.

"Who is it?"

Soon, Gongsun Yan's cold voice came from the study, mixed with a hint of impatience.

"Master, it's me!"

Outside the house, the man in black didn't care whether Gongsun Yan was in a good mood or not, he just immediately replied: "Something big happened in the palace!"

"... Come in."

"Yes!"

Responding loudly, the man in black immediately pushed open the door and walked into the room, then turned around and tightly closed the door in the confused eyes of a group of women.

"Master!"

Quickly walking to Gongsun Yan, who was sitting behind the desk, the man in black didn't say a word of nonsense, he just lowered his voice and said word by word:

"Half an hour ago, the Second Prince died!"