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"This is impossible." Zhou Ji sat up and said seriously, "I want to rush to the temple before the extreme night, and I will let you stay here for an extra three days at most to help you solve Yan Bingyun's trouble, and the rest is up to you. Think of ways to."

Fan Xian curled his lips in disgust, waved his hands and said, "Fix it yourself, I won't be able to eat dumplings without your dish of vinegar?"

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the carriage, followed the sound of ceremony and music, and greeted the officials of the Northern Qi Dynasty one by one.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhou Ji shook his head and sighed softly as he watched Fan Xian, who was much calmer and more mature than half a year ago.

He understood Fan Xian's mentality of meeting a bosom friend in a foreign land. In this completely unfamiliar world, Zhou Ji had already regarded the sincere and kind Fan Xian as his best friend.

'At least solve a problem for him before leaving'

Zhou Ji picked up the sword box and got out of the carriage. While everyone was not paying attention, he called Guo Baokun into the carriage, and mixed himself into the crowd, changed his disguise several times, and slipped into Shangjing through another city gate without a sound.

As the ancient capital of Northern Qi Dynasty, although the streets are not wide, there are restaurants and restaurants along the way, green tiles and pale walls, shaded by tall trees, and the scenery is quite beautiful. Unfortunately, although the scenery is beautiful, the faces of passers-by on the street are extremely ugly.

As soon as the convoy entered the city gate, countless rangers and warriors surrounded the street with knives and swords. They looked at the convoy full of hostility and hatred. If there were not guards guarding them along the way, they might have swarmed up and hacked them to death on the street.

"Is this how your country treats guests?" Fan Xian, as the official envoy of the mission, led the team on a trip, sat in front of the carriage and looked at the person beside him with a heavy frown.

"People's complaints are boiling, and I can't help it." A familiar smirk appeared on the heavy face, and he sneered, "Why don't Master Fan hide in the carriage? Don't throw rotten vegetables and shoes on it again, ruining your appearance."

"So no matter what happens, I will lose my dignity?" Fan Xian snorted coldly, clasped his fists and said, "Master Shen is a good means."

Although this method is an overt conspiracy, it is indeed a bit sinister, with a solemn expression, he said in a deep voice: "Master Fan misunderstood."

Fan Xian got up and jumped to the roof of the car, stretched out his hand to summon a Nanqing banner from the missionary guards, and said provocatively, "This is the battle flag of the Seventh Battalion of our Qing State Frontier Army. The first side of the border war was planted with your Northern Qi flag. It's this flag, and now this flag is about to enter your palace, those who are still brave, even try to shoot me off the roof of the car and cut off the flagpole, but there may not be such a hero in Northern Qi!"

Hearing the words, Zhong Chong was sullen, but his face did not change, and he said coldly: "Master Fan's move is probably a case of public anger."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhelin, a soldier from the Huxiao Battalion of the Imperial Forest Army, jumped onto the carriage, drew his sword and slashed at Fan Xian.

the other side.

Zhou Ji didn't know about Fan Xian's "feat" after he entered the city, and he was quite afraid of him now, if he waited until the embassy arrived at Honglu Temple, he would be followed by Jin Yiwei all the way if he wanted to go out at that time.

You must know that Jinyiwei is to Shangjing what the Inspection Institute is to Kyoto. Decades of hard work have already penetrated into every corner.

Looking around, there are countless whistles and whistles. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even Zhou Ji has no confidence to avoid all sights.

Right now, Zhong Zhong and Fan Xian entered the city together to go to the palace, which is a great opportunity to find Yan Bingyun's trace.

If there is a delay of one day, Yan Bingyun may leak the secret.

The capital city is so big, trying to find someone under Jin Yiwei's nose is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

What's more, the other party was someone that Jin Yiwei deliberately hid, and didn't want the Nanqing mission to find him.

Zhou Ji sat in a restaurant a few streets away from the gate of Shen's residence, asked for a box on the top floor with the widest view, took out the scope from his arms, and carefully observed the movement of Shen's residence.

He didn't remember whether Yan Bingyun was heavily hidden in the original work, but he remembered a little.

The heavy sister likes Yan Bingyun.

No matter how different this world is from the original, as long as this is consistent, it will be enough.

Zhou Ji waited at the window for a long time, and finally saw a carriage parked outside the gate of Shen's residence. The gate was half opened, and a delicate woman in a blue and white long dress walked out quickly leading a maidservant.

Looking at the basket in the woman's hand, Zhou Ji's eyes lit up, and he knew that this was the right one.

Shen Wan'er (why are there so many Wan'er?) argued with the maid in front of the carriage, because Zhou Ji didn't dare to get too close, so she couldn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter, hanging far behind the carriage, referring to Shangjing The map can already guess the approximate area of ​​Yan Bingyun.

Stealing people is not suitable during the day, so it has to be done quietly at night.

Shen Zhong also knows that if the guards are too strict and there are too many internal and external sentries, it will inevitably attract the attention of others.

Therefore, the small courtyard where Yan Bingyun was detained was tight inside and loose outside, and there were not many secret guards around the courtyard. There were only two guards guarding the courtyard at the gate, which looked no different from ordinary merchants and rich men.

Zhou Ji found a relatively hidden high point a few streets away, and observed the number of sentries in the courtyard with a scope, and his brows became tighter the more he looked.

While he was struggling, Shen Wan'er also reluctantly left the small courtyard, and returned to the carriage to cover her face with her sleeves, as if she had cried.

With a thought in Zhou Ji's mind, a flash of light flashed in his mind, but he curled his lips in extreme resistance, unwilling to make such a sacrifice for a stranger.

It is most appropriate to leave this kind of matter to Fan Xian.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ji chuckled secretly, took note of the location of the courtyard, carefully evacuated, bypassed the Northern Qi rangers who surrounded the entrance of Honglu Temple, returned to the room, poured down a pot of tea, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I know the difficulty of rescuing Yan Bingyun. Going to the capital is so big, it's really not easy to find clues." Fan Xian and Wang Qinian also just came back from the outside at this time. Looking at Zhou Ji's lazy appearance, they couldn't help laughing: " I have found out the location of Yan Bingyun's former residence, do you want to go and see it together?"

"You can think of the heaviness you can think of." Zhou Ji curled his lips and said, "He has been operating in the capital for so many years. Although he is not as good as Chen Pingping's control of the capital city, he has penetrated into many corners. I bet that as long as If you dare to go to Yan Bingyun's former residence, Shen Zhong will definitely wait for you in the house first."

Fan Xian, who was poured cold water by Zhou Ji, gradually calmed down. With a wry smile on his face, he spread his hands and said, "But now there is only this one clue."

Zhou Ji coughed lightly, pretending to be mysterious and said, "Don't bother, I've already found Yan Bingyun's detention place."

"What!"

Not only Fan Xian, but even Wang Qinian showed a shocked expression. In all fairness, if they were heavy, they would definitely lock Yan Bingyun in an extremely secret place and never let the Nanqing Mission find him.

However, it was only half a day's work to go to the city and separate, and Zhou Ji found it?