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Along the way, Han Ling heard from time to time some palace eunuchs talking about these things.

"Hey, the ancestors did such a shameful thing, this is the vengeance of those ghosts."

"It is said that last night even the two princes committed suicide in the black iron prison because of the ghost soldiers' demands. They also wrote a letter of fear of crime, and advised the prince to stop the investigation."

Han Ling smiled slightly and continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back. Ji Wuye had a good idea. He even came out with the book of fear of sin, but he couldn't kill the open land. Seeing that the situation was not good, he planned to close his hands as soon as possible. In the name of Bing, he threatened the King of Han with the fear-mongering letters of Lord Anping and Lord Longquan. It really captured the king's desire to be the King of Anle, and to have nothing to do in the world.

Next, let's see what the cheap ninth brother did, but he asked Mo Ya to leave some hints.

With a chuckle, Han Ling turned to the front of the Princess Mansion in a blink of an eye. Seeing the light pink and warm-toned buildings inside, his expression suddenly became a headache.

Hardly walked into the Princess Mansion of Red Lotus, with pavilions and pavilions, waterside pavilions, and many colorful flowers and trees in the courtyard. I have to say that she is the most favored princess, much better than my own ten sons' mansion. Now, I sighed helplessly, alas, people are more popular than people.

From a distance, at a glance, I can see that Honglian is sitting slantingly in the wooden pavilion in the mansion, with her clever arm resting on her chin, holding an ink wolf from time to time, and lightly drawing something on the silk, revealing a shallow beauty. Smiles, little flowers in the air flutter, blowing on the edge of the pavilion.

Han Ling suddenly understood what it meant to be the gentleness that bowed his head, just like the tenderness of a water lotus invincible to the cool breeze.  …

Chapter [-] if you like it

I don't know what this girl is painting. She is so absorbed in her painting, but it doesn't seem to be affected by what happened that day. Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief, that's good.

When he approached, the maid waiting beside the flower tree saw his existence and wanted to call out.

Han Ling hurriedly snorted to stop it, waved the maid back, and walked into the wooden pavilion by himself, looking at the back of the pretty girl and the three taels of silk and bamboo slips painted with ink lotus on the table, he coughed, and chuckled, " Guren, look who's here?"

Hearing an exclamation from Hong Lian, she stood up and copied a piece of silk on the table to her back. Looking at Han Ling's erratic eyes, she said nervously, "Ten, ten brothers!"

Hey, what is this girl nervous about? Han Ling glanced suspiciously behind Hong Lian, but was blocked by Hong Lian, who turned around like a peek-a-boo, and asked amusingly, "What are you painting, so mysterious? "

"No, nothing!" Without waiting for Han Ling to ask again, Hong Lian's eyes rolled, and she already stretched out her hand to push him out, "Aiya! Don't ask, Brother Ten, come with me to the temple."

This girl, Han Ling couldn't help but shook his head, and didn't ask any more questions. It's not good if you get embarrassed by the red lotus. It's rare that she seems to have forgotten what happened that day.

When he was being pushed away, Gu Lian threw out the silk cloth in his hands behind his back with True Qi, and flew under the spread bamboo slips.

After half a column of incense, Han Ling was taken by Honglian to the small hall in the mansion. Speaking of which, last night, he watched Director Zhang kneel here.

As soon as she was seated, Honglian took out a small bag from the connected boudoir and placed it in Han Ling's hand as if offering a treasure. She smiled tenderly, "Look, how is it?"

White silk and pink satin, embroidered with a lifelike lotus flower in the middle, the whole package is about the size of a few fingers, which is very delicate.

Looking up to see Red Lotus coming to praise Princess Ben's smug smile, Han Ling's heart skipped a beat, shouldn't this girl do it herself, and said with a smile, "I can't see that you are still so ingenious, Red Lotus, who will do it in the future? I am blessed to marry you."

She had been listening to her with a wide-eyed smile, but half-dao Honglian suddenly frowned, put her hands on her waist, and looked at Han Lingjiao angrily, "I'm not married!"

Han Ling blinked, the girl's reaction to getting married seemed to be even bigger. She said that she didn't plan to marry her, so she quickly changed her mind, "Even if you want to get married, I can't bear it."

Red Lotus immediately turned to her hilarity, and said with a smug smile, "It's almost the same."

Han Ling looked at the girl with a funny smile and said, "Then you show me this kit, are you going to give it to me?"

Red Lotus rolled her eyes, turned around with her clever arms behind her back, and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Han Ling always felt that Red Lotus seemed to be a little more charming, shook his head, and said with a smile, "Since you said so, then I will be disrespectful."

In the beautiful wooden pavilion, the two maids saw that there was no one in the pavilion, only a few silk and bamboo slips, and the brush and inkstone were scattered on the stone table. Roll them up one by one and put them aside, leaving only the silk and silk. Among the many ink lotus paintings, there is only one figure painting. Although it is only half completed, it has a very distinctive feature to those who are familiar with it, and it is rare. He has short-medium hair, and the only thing drawn in his facial features, a raised mouth.

"Who is this that our princess drew, is it the tenth son?"

"It seems to be true. Why haven't I seen the princess draw a portrait of the nine sons before, if he sees it, he will definitely be sad."

Another maid smiled and said, "Keep your voice down, if we let the princess hear you, we have to take care of you!"

After speaking, the two laughed together.

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In the main hall of the Palace of Han, three people were standing below, bowing and bowing. Wang An was holding two books of fear of crime and smashed them on the table with a slap. His face changed, and he finally said angrily, "Zhang Kaidi, how did you handle the case?" , let my two brothers be like this...!"

Anger is sometimes based on extreme fear, which is an interesting part of human nature.

He stood with his head open and bowed his head and did not speak. He was familiar with Han Wangan's character and would not really do anything to him. His anger was just venting his fears, and he was worried that he would be like what the two princes said in the book on fear of sin. , was killed by the ghost soldiers, as for the death of the two younger brothers, it was far less important than the performance, this is the real family affection in the royal family.

Ji Wuye sneered, stepped in the middle, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this minister thinks that this case can no longer be investigated! As stated in this book on fear of sin, if the investigation continues, the ghost soldiers may endanger the dragon's body. !"

Han Wangan was stunned, this sentence threatening the dragon body was hitting his heart, who wouldn't risk his life, let alone a king of peace, his anger built on fear was pierced, his momentum suddenly swept away thousands of miles, and he swallowed. The slobber said, "The ghost soldiers are so rampant, what is the best way to follow the general's wishes?"

A smug smile flashed on Ji Wuye's face and said, "Your Majesty, I have also inquired about the case of ghost soldiers. I learned the day before yesterday that as long as a sacrificial ceremony is held in Broken Soul Valley, the undead can be appeased, so that they will not be able to escape. No more chaos!"

"This..." Han Wangan was still struggling, at least he needed to get himself a crown.

Zhang Kai suddenly said, "Your Majesty, this minister also agrees with what the general said. It is not that Your Majesty is afraid of ghost soldiers, but it is to ensure the stability of the kingdoms of Korea and society!"

Han Fei frowned, and the opening was really smooth. If he wanted to see it, he would close it, in order to protect himself, so as not to put the treasure on him, in case he could not solve the case and destroy himself.

However, this is not the end, there is a "some" kind-hearted person who has left him a very good clue, although he himself intends to do similar things.

Chapter [-] The General's Mansion

The situation changed, and the sky gradually dimmed.

Han Ling stayed in the red lotus mansion for a long time, until she made an appointment with this girl to take her out of the palace to watch a play another day, and finally left the princess mansion with a smile in a good mood.

Walking on the Hanbai Road according to the original road, unexpectedly, after a few steps, a man dressed in a Confucian style boy's uniform came over with a lantern with a depressed face, but it was his cheap ninth brother Han Fei. What?

After looking up to see him, Han Fei trotted all the way with joy on his face. As he approached, he complained a little out of breath, "Hey, old ten, you can be considered as letting me find you."