The middle-aged Si Li glanced at Xu Xiurong and tried to explain it in an objective way.

Perhaps, Xu Xiurong had some suspicions when she encountered a strong enemy in another place a few years ago. Simply put, the enemy seemed to have known her itinerary route and deliberately ambushed, which led to injury.

After returning, the Water Courtyard took advantage of her retreat and poached the Wood Courtyard when its control was declining, and Song Yuan and others defected.

Therefore, some people in the wooden courtyard wondered whether the Water Court leaked Xu Xiurong's whereabouts, but the nature of this accusation was too bad and there was no evidence, which was a very emotional expression.

Therefore, discussion is prohibited.

"In fact, the route of the marquis of the marquis is not secret. Although it is difficult for outsiders to know, there are possible leaks within the marquis, including relevant local governments." The middle-aged Si Li gave an objective evaluation.

The female Sili curled her lips: "That's what they say, but they are the most suspicious."

Xu Xiurongyun said angrily: "Even if Shirakawa is an enemy of me, it will not be like this."

"Master, you just think too well of others." A disciple said.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little stiff. Huang He, who was serving tea and water, was silent. He looked at his son, but saw Ji Ping'an frowning slightly.

"Okay," Xu Xiurong saw this and said, "Don't mention this matter. I am not unwilling to fight back. We can search for the mistakes of the Water Court, but the premise is that there is evidence, not doubt."

Speaking of this, she seemed to notice that everyone was depressed, and she softened her tone and said, "After all, there is no point in not having evidence."

This is...

Everyone regained their spirits, and then discussed and assigned tasks according to the strategy proposed by Ji Ping'an.

Finally, Ji Ping'an summarized:

Xu Xiurong personally dealt with the work that tried to make Li Guofeng suspicious.

The two Si Li took the lead in spreading rumors, interfering in public opinion, and collecting black materials from the Water Institute.

As for winning over yellow dust, let's put it aside.

After assigning the task, everyone suddenly felt enlightened. The fog that had been shrouded in front of them dispersed, just like the clouds flashing to see the sun. The anxiety in their hearts was relieved and they began to rise up.

Many times, depression and anxiety are caused by lack of goals and no countermeasures.

After Ji Ping'an helped to clarify his thoughts, everyone suddenly realized that there was no way to break the deadlock. Thinking of this... the group of people looked at the freshman more and more differently.

Admiration, admiration, joy, curiosity...

The same thing is said, if the enemy is a black-hearted, it is undoubtedly hateful. But if your teammate is a black-hearted, it is completely different.

"Junior brother, you are so smart!" Mu Yaoyao sincerely admired, with a little admiration on her fair little face.

Xu Xiurong smiled with a pursed lips, feeling complicated, and speaking... Ji Ping'an came in for a few days and helped him repeatedly.

Well, suddenly, he seemed a little useless as a prison guard... Xu Xiurong's smile was curled and he was a little depressed.

"Then you need to say, who is my son?" Huang Heyu is honored.

As the one who has been following Ji Ping'an for the longest time in the prison, he not only failed to see through it, but instead felt that the young master was unfathomable, as deep as the abyss and the sea.

Ji Ping'an glanced at him and thought to himself, but you don't know who I am.

Seeing that the atmosphere became lively and everyone had high fighting spirit on their faces, they had to go and act.

Suddenly, a distant and ethereal bell came from the imperial city outside the Imperial Heaven Prison.

“Bo…”

The bell rang very far and heavy, like a heavy hammer drilling into a person's heart, and the amplitude of the weeping willows above the head swing changed.

Crossing the Hunhe River and reaching the vicinity of Zhuque Street, he looked around and walked into the street market. When he came out, he had a basket full of incense and candles in his hand.

Walking all the way to Xuanwu Temple, the pedestrians gradually became dense.

Many people gathered over there, including people from Shendu who were grateful and people from outside who were curious to see the scenery. Compared to the past, there were obviously many more people.

The yellow dust mixed in it was not eye-catching. When he turned around the corner of the street, a small temple in front of him came into view.

Outside the temple, a stone incense burner was filled with blue smoke, and the fire servant was in charge of the supervision. The surrounding ground was filled with flower branches sent by the people. It was spring, and peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the temple with the main color of black and gray was bright.

He pursed his lips, walked over, and handed the incense candle to the Taoist, who handed him a blessing card. Huang Chen nodded and thanked him, but suddenly stopped when he turned his head.

A "tourist" in front of me happened to put a peach blossom on the ground, slowly got up, and his face wearing a hat was revealed.

This is a strange and young face, and Huang Chen confirmed that he had never seen it.

But perhaps the young man's temperament is too elegant and outstanding. Even if he only wears plain clothes, he is particularly eye-catching in the eyes of people with cultivation like Huang Chen.

Especially when the young man turned around and looked at him with his eyes that were as clear as snowy mountains and streams, as if he was as vicissitudes as the sea, a strange feeling became stronger and stronger.

"Have I seen you?" Huang Chen spoke almost subconsciously.

Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said with a smile: "You may have recognized the wrong person."
Chapter completed!