In the next period of time, the people of the Yulin Guard killed what they should be killed and released. Li Ji and Zhou Dainian's family members were all beheaded on Xishi Street.

Then, the capital became strangely quiet.

There was no movement in the palace, and Emperor Chengde still could not avoid anyone. All the courts were held by the ministers of the three provinces and six ministries, but the important memorials were still handed over to Chen Ju, and then Chen Ju was transferred to the Holy Emperor.

During this period, Li Xin hid in Princess Qinghe's mansion and had basically never gone out. He teased the princess on weekdays, and then teased his girl Zhong Xiaoxiao, and lived a very leisurely life.

Leisure days always pass quickly, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and September has entered in the 18th year of Chengde.

By September, it was already late autumn. The weather in the capital gradually became colder, and people in the streets and alleys changed into thick clothes.

Half a month later, the wound on Li Xin's back had basically healed, and the scar was gone, but the wound on his chest was still not healed. His Highness King of Wei found an imperial physician to treat Li Xin. The imperial physician only said that he had suffered internal injuries and had to take care of him for a year or two before he could completely heal.

However, at this time, Li Xin could already go downstairs and had nothing wrong with occasional chest tightness.

Early that morning, Li Xin was teaching Zhong Xiaoxiao to read and read in the backyard of the princess's mansion. The warm sunlight shone on the brother and sister, which was very warm.

At this pleasant moment, a knock on the door came from the gate of the courtyard with an inappropriate but distinct rhythm.

Li Xin got up from the chair, touched Zhong Xiaoxiao's head, and said with a smile: "You write well, brother, go and have something to do."

Zhong Xiaoxiao nodded properly: "Okay."

Li Xin stood up, put his hands in his sleeves, and walked towards the door of the yard. An elderly servant stood at the door of the yard, looking like he was fifteen or sixteen years old. After seeing Li Xin, the servant first bent over to salute, then took out an envelope from his sleeve, lowered his head and said, "Young Master Li."

This is a letter sent by the Seventh Prince.

Li Xin reached out to take the letter, put it in his sleeve, and then asked lightly: "Is the Li family dead again?"

During this period, the capital city looked calm on the surface, but in fact the waves behind it were even more surging. First of all, the Li family was dying.

Only one Li Chun died, obviously he could not vent the anger of Emperor Chengde. For half a month, the Pingnan Marquis' Mansion has been dying one after another. At first, the murderer attacked the leaders of those troops. Later, after killing several leaders of the troops, Mrs. Yu's two maids were also silently stabbed to death outside Mrs. Yu's room by the assassin.

The old soldiers of Pingnan Army who followed Li Yan back to Beijing also began to die one by one.

Judging from the operations of these murderers, it should be extremely easy for them to kill Mrs. Yu or Li Yan, but these murderers kept these two people and did not attack.

This almost made Mrs. Yu, who had already lost her son, collapsed.

After hearing Li Xin's words, the servant bent down and said, "Mr. Li is expected to be well. Last night, Meng Jiao from the Marquis of Pingnan was dead."

Meng Jiao was a powerful general who followed the old marquis Li Zhijie to fight on the battlefield. He was much earlier than Li Yan. Later, after retreating, he went to Pingnan Houli to serve as a staff member. He was also the boss of more than a thousand divisions of the Pingnan Hou Mansion. Even the young marquis Li Chun wanted to call him Uncle Meng when he saw him.

Last night, Meng Jiao, the great man who played the role of "guard commander" of the Marquis of Pingnan, suddenly died quietly.

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "What else?"

This servant is one of the few people that the Wei Palace has barely buried during this period. He is also one of the prototypes of the Wei Palace intelligence system in the future. Although this intelligence organization has not been established for too long and has only 20 or 30 people at present, with the huge financial resources brought by Zhurongjiu, it has now begun to appear in scale. At least they can find out some major events that have happened in the capital.

Now, His Highness of the King of Wei has no time to manage this intelligence organization, so he has given it to Li Xin, who is "unemployed" in the Qinghe Princess' Mansion. After Li Xin's training for half a month, these twenty or thirty people can already play their role.

At least it is very comfortable to use in the use of letters.

The servant lowered his head and said, "The other thing is that your highness was ordered to go to the palace to meet the saint. Before going to the palace, your highness wrote such a letter to send it to Mr. Li, and by the way, tell Mr. Li about his entry into the palace."

Hearing this, Li Xin's originally faint smile gradually became serious.

What he had expected before came.

Li Xin had previously guessed that Emperor Chengde would soon summon his son to the palace, but he obviously underestimated Emperor Chengde's injuries. This matter was delayed until half a month later, when Emperor Chengde began to take action.

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and said, "Did Your Highness go alone, or did the four princes go?"

The servant shook his head and said, "I don't know this little one."

Li Xin nodded and waved, "Okay, I understand this, you go down."

The man bent down and said respectfully: "Young Master Li, Your Highness has one more thing to tell Mr. Li."

Li Xin glared at the servant.

"Who taught you if you have something to say in one go?"

The servant bowed repeatedly and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Li forgives the crime. The last thing is the most important and the one with the most words. The villain will not remember it for a while. Please punish Mr. Li."

Nowadays, Li Xin’s real identity can be regarded as this

"Forget it, just say it."

The man bowed his head repeatedly.

"Young Master Li, Your Highness said that Li Shen is going to return to the capital."

Li Xin was stunned and then said in a daze: "How dare he come?!"

The servant shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This little one is not sure. The little one only knows that the general of the Zhu Kingdom has arrived at the sixty-mile post station in the south of the city. At most one or two days, he will arrive in the capital."

"Good come!"

Li Xin's expression was excited.

During this period, the capital was mixed up with a piece of mud. Li Xin was in the game and was somewhat unreal. At this time, it was just a matter of fact that a fierce man like Li Shen was needed to come out and cut the mess with a quick knife.

Moreover, Li Xin was quite curious, so he turned to look at the Marquis of Pingnan.

"You can come to Beijing, but you want to occupy my place!"

Just when Li Xin was asking about the major events in the capital, the Seventh Prince and the other three princes had already arrived in the palace.

The eldest grandson of Changle Palace talked about Chen Ju, who waved his hand and blocked the four of them.
Chapter completed!