Infinity Throne

It’s a long story.

Yi Rin makes a long story short.

After leaving Qingniu Village with Bai Chuchu, Yi Lin immediately went to the nearest city of Yecheng and visited a brothel.

The flag of King Zhennan has been hung on the city wall of Yecheng for a long time, and the colorful flags are fluttering.

It is said that when the army of King Zhennan pressed on the border, the city lord of Yecheng immediately raised the white flag and announced his surrender, saving Yecheng from the torture of war.

The lord of Yecheng, whose city gates were wide open, not only did not become a prisoner, but was reused by the King of Zhennan and became an important checkpoint along the logistics transportation route. He set up granaries and armories in the city to serve the King of Zhennan, and he became a lackey.

For the people in the city, it didn't make much difference who was the lord of the city and whose flag was hung on the city wall.

The only thing that made the people of Yecheng feel the cruelty of the war was that on the day Yecheng announced its surrender, the Daqian sergeants who had sworn not to surrender were brutally slaughtered by the King of Zhennan. The bloody heads were hung on the city gate and displayed to the public for three days and three nights. Serve as a warning to others.

Yi Lin entered Yecheng easily, as if no one was guarding him.

Yecheng was heavily guarded against fire, theft, and finesse, but it could not protect against a golden elixir monk.

Arriving in front of Wanxiang Tower, the brothel was open for business as usual, and a gentle ditty could be heard from inside, which made Yi Lin feel like "a business girl who doesn't know the hatred of losing her country, but sings as a flower in the backyard across the river."

Returning to Wanxiang Tower in Yecheng after four years, what Yi Lin didn't expect was that not long after he entered the door, he was recognized and called "Ninth Young Master".

A group of red-faced sisters were pulled away by the embroiderer. The embroiderer stepped forward and bowed Yingying.

The two got together in a small room and talked about the past. The embroiderer sighed. Fortunately, Yilin didn't take that matter to heart. If she had really gone to Qingdu, she would have packed up her belly and left now.

Yi Lin had no other ideas and just said what she wanted.

He wanted to see the owner of Qingluan Tree.

The embroiderer said she didn’t know.

Wanxiang Tower is at the bottom of the intelligence agency chain of Qingluanshu.

Xiu Niang is a lower-ranking member of the lower class. Let alone meeting the leader of the Qingluan Tree Sect, she doesn't even know whether the leader of the Qingluan Tree Sect is a boy or a girl.

Just when Yi Lin was about to leave in disappointment, Xiu Niang gritted her teeth and introduced her superior leader to Yi Lin for the sake of the old "friendship".

Yi Lin hurriedly came to another city in the middle of the Daqian Dynasty.

There is also Wanxiang Tower here.

The old dove here is called Mei Niang.

Mei Niang is about forty years old, has unique hobbies, and has no interest in the white-faced niche-like "Lin Jiu Gongzi". Even if Yi Lin holds Xiu Niang's secret introduction letter, Mei Niang is not polite at all and directly rejects him.

Yilin was helpless and didn't want to force it, so she could only spend a few days squatting.

Squatting and squatting gave him an unexpected surprise. Yi Lin accidentally discovered that Mei Niang was the old Jiu of a brothel, but secretly she was the secret lover of the city lord.

After discovering this incident, Yi Lin used the incident to reason with Mei Niang. Mei Niang was moved and took the initiative to sell her superior.

Yi Lin found a higher-up, and "happened" to find out that this superior was actually the wife of an important official in the Daqian court.

She was acting and standing at the same time, first she disguised herself, then concealed her identity, and lurked in a brothel, wondering if she was looking for a different kind of excitement.

Naturally, Yi Lin would not give up this handle and continued to touch upwards along this line.

Going up another line, I found the deputy leader of the Black Shark Gang in the next three gates.

He turned out to be Qingluan Shu's spy buried in the Black Shark Gang.

Later, Yi Lin found out that the deputy leader of the Black Shark Gang was something special...a good boy.

Good, good, so perverted!

Yi Lin lamented "human nature, human nature" and used this as a threat to ask the deputy leader of the Black Shark Gang to reveal another upline.

that's all,

Yi Lin touched and touched, checked and checked, and he actually stepped forward step by step. It took him a month to finally find out the true identity of the leader of the Qingluan Tree Sect.

…

"Actually, it's not easy to find out that you are Feng Qingtong, really. You've hidden it well."

After telling a series of short stories, Feng Qingtong's pretty pink face turned dark instantly.

The reason why she uses this single-line communication method as the communication method between the members of Qingluan Tree is to keep it confidential.

Unexpectedly, someone could follow this line and find the source.

Damn it,

This is a method Feng Qingtong never imagined.

Feng Qingtong's nails scratched on the young man's neck, and she subconsciously relaxed a little. While she couldn't help but laugh or cry, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

This young man spoke easily, but what he said were the deepest secrets hidden by those people.

But these secrets were so easy, and in just one month, the young man in front of him found them all by following the clues.

This put Feng Qingtong in her shoes, and she couldn't help but have the illusion of being stripped naked and washed, and appearing to have no secrets in front of the young man.

"I also know,"

When Feng Qingtong was silent, Yi Lin smiled slightly: "On the surface, you are a transcendent intelligence organization and the master of the Qingluan Tree, but secretly you are a member of King Pingxi."

Feng Qingtong sneered and was about to say something.

Yi Lin shook her head and signaled Feng Qingtong to stop talking: "But you secretly sold King Pingxi's information to King Zhengbei."

"What! You!"

Feng Qingtong suddenly took a few steps back and looked at the calm white-faced young man in horror. After she screamed in surprise, there was a slight tremor in her voice. Feng Qingtong was obviously trying hard to suppress it, but her expression, actions, and voice betrayed her inner thoughts.

She has even considered whether to kill someone and silence her.

It turns out that what happened just now was not an illusion. In the eyes of the young man, she really had no secrets.

The young man in front of me smiled slightly and said: "Three-faced spy, amazing. However, I still have a suspicion, but there is no evidence. I wonder if Master Feng Clan is interested in hearing about it?"

Feng Qingtong nodded numbly. She could no longer pretend to be pure and lustful in front of the young man. Instead, she was curious about what else the young man had found out in addition to the secrets just now.

"Qingluan bathes in fire, Feng lives in Wutong." Yi Lin said something strange, Feng Qingtong's face changed slightly, and the young man slowly said: "I accidentally saw this in a history book of Tianxuan Academy. If I am not mistaken about the scrawled annotation, I compared it with the imperial edict rubbings collected by Tianxuan Academy. That annotation should be the handwriting of the late Emperor Xia Yuan. In other words..."

Yi Lin smiled and pushed the bridge of his nose, even though there was nothing there, he made an expression that said "there is only one truth": "You and Emperor Xia Yuan..."

"do not talk!"

Feng Qingtong was completely convinced. Emperor Xia Yuan was dead. This secret should have been buried in the grave with Emperor Xia Yuan's death. But this secret was actually figured out by the young man in front of him through various channels and clues.

Even if the young man said "there is no evidence", looking at his confident expression, it seemed that "there is evidence".

After a while,

Feng Qingtong pushed back her messy temples. After regaining her composure, she smiled sweetly: "What do you want when you come here?"

She didn't believe that this young man made a special trip to Loulan City just to reveal her secret relationship with Emperor Xia Yuan.

Things went more smoothly than expected. Yi Lin breathed a sigh of relief. After checking over and over again this month, the trip was finally not in vain. He recalled the days and nights of this month, working hard and staying up late, and he had put in a lot of effort, and now it was time to reap the fruits.

"I want to ask you to do something, something that will make you, me, Emperor Xia Yuan, and the whole world... all happy."

Yi Lin put away her smile, raised a finger, and said seriously.

He deliberately placed an accent on the word "please", for fear that Feng Qingtong would not agree.