Chapter 216: Elusive

Yan Zongyue sent someone to seal the Temple of Heaven and searched inside and out, but found nothing.
Together with Mo Yuan was also ordered to investigate the matter.
Thinking of Bei Mingxiao's words, Mo Yuan also doubted An Xia, and there was some contradiction in his heart.
He couldn't get An Xia out. On the contrary, he had to cover the matter for An Xia, so when investigating the collapse of the Temple of Heaven, he began to erase clues.
It's just that the people in Tianxianglou have always been steady in their work, even if they leave traces, they can't find out the actual things.
Yan Zongyue was even more upset.
He, the ever-victorious general, also feels tricky.
He would not still doubt Mo Yuan, but he was also puzzled.
Under the double pressure of Yan Zheng and Yan Guifei, Yan Zongyue was also a little irritable.
He led troops from the border to the imperial city, in order to threaten the emperor, let him stand after, how could he ever think that everything is in order, such a thing will happen.
In the current situation, once things get out, the emperor has no way to change the situation.
At this point, it seems that Concubine Yan Gui has no life as a queen.
"Still no clue?" Yan Zheng's old face was quite ugly. A group of staff sat beside him, including An Shucheng, Taiwei Zhao and even Ye Wenqi.
This did not surprise Yan Zheng.
The Yan family now is what people want.
But no one thought that the Temple of Heaven would suddenly collapse.
This is not a trivial matter. Sometimes, things of the gods can change everything.
"If you can't find anything, it will really be considered as a deity." An Shucheng said, his expression low.
He has already stood at Yan's house, and he can't shrink back for the future of the settlement.
"Could it be...I was in the Imperial Forest Army, so I was in the wrong direction." Zhao Taiwei has always been low-key, and will not make any comments if the matter is not found out.
Because of this, he has stood firm in the DPRK for so many years.
In recent years, with a good daughter like Zhao Jingmei, the Zhao family and the Yan family have been tied together.
All things are prosperous, and all things are lost.
In fact, the most embarrassing thing is that An Shu has become, the woman was robbed, and she has to do things for the Yan family.
This is really useless.
An Shucheng also agreed with Zhao Taiwei's statement: "Investigation can be started from the inside."
"The Yulin Army is directly managed by Mo Yuan, and we can't investigate it at all." Yan Zongyue was also amazed, but he was a little embarrassed to think about the actual situation.
His army is outside the city and can't help much.
For a while, no one answered the call.
Yan Zheng clenched his fists bitterly: "This Mo Yuan is also a stumbling block. If you have a chance, you must get rid of it."
They were not the only ones who wanted to get rid of Mo Yuan, but even the uncle Chang Minyu was planted back then, and the others did not dare to act rashly.
When there is an uncle in Beiming, there is no place for the Yan family.
It can be seen that the influence of the Chang family is extraordinary.
The same is because of a Mo Yuan, nothing, and even ruined home.
If there is no such thing as Mo Yuan, it is possible that the prince is still the prince today, and nothing will happen to the uncle's mansion.
Therefore, to get rid of Mo Yuan, we have to think about it.
After all, Mo Yuan is now directly under the emperor, and he doesn't obey anyone's command except the emperor.
This is the difficulty.
"A guardian, is it so difficult to deal with?" Yan Zongyue was also a little surprised, and even Yan Zheng stopped talking.
This really makes him wonder.
It was not a day or two for him to return to the imperial city, and he really had no impression of Mo Yuan.
It seemed that Mo Yuan was very low-key, except when he was fighting Bei Mingxiao, Mo Yuan had come forward and never had any intersection.
Moreover, that was also the emperor's direct decree, and Mo Yuan was a messenger.
"It's not that it's difficult to deal with, but the emperor is very respectful, and... there should be someone behind him." An Shucheng knows what happened at the beginning.
If it wasn't for someone behind him, Mo Yuan, who was already in the jail, couldn't make a comeback.
"Iron Hat King!" Taiwei Zhao spit out a few words, shocking the people sitting again.
For a while, I felt that the collapse of the Temple of Heaven might be a foregone conclusion.
Concubine Yan Gui has no hope of canonization in her life.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn, Yan Zheng clenched his fists, his face black and blue: "Or, everything is meant by the emperor."
Mo Yuan now represents the emperor, no wonder he thinks so.
"Father..." Yan Zongyue was also annoyed: "This is not playing around with us, what does the emperor want?"
"At this time, it's too early to make a conclusion. After the emperor rises, he is under pressure on one side, and on the other side he really respects the Yan family. If not, he won't let the general lead the imperial forest army. More efforts should be made to investigate, after all... Dongli's mission has already arrived in Beiming." An Shucheng didn't want things to happen.
If he had no ink in his chest, he would not be the head of the three men.
His words made everyone here immediately understand the form.
The arrival of the Dongli Mission is good for the Yan family.
This shows the importance of the Yan family.
"Prince Xiling has also arrived." Yan Zheng also corrected his expression: "Now Dongli and Xiling are also planning to fight Beiming. The form is not optimistic, and the emperor must stay away from the outside."
"So..." Yan Zongyue also understood that she had used her own place.
It's just that he still doesn't want to return to the border, what he is most worried about is his marriage with An Xia.
The marriage was uncertain, and he had no intention of it at all.
But Yan Zheng was dissatisfied with An Xia, that woman's heart was too big.
The situation of the three kingdoms became more distinct with the missions of Xiling and Dongli coming to the capital one after another.
The post house was separated from east to west, and the missions of the two countries lived in one place. Mo Yuan had arranged the guards of the imperial forest early to ensure the safety of the mission personnel.
Duanmu Youyun dressed in white, like a quiet scholar, always smiling, looking harmless to humans and animals.
"It's really hard work, General Mo."
"Responsibilities." Mo Yuan has always been indifferent. Even Prince Xiling can't give him a hint of color.
Coming to be married is on one hand, but on the other hand, I want to see An Xia again. Duanmu Youyun, who was extremely bored in the post house, soon discovered the joy of Mo Yuan.
I always like to go and say a few words when there is nothing to do, but most of them are said by him. Mo Yuan listens, and sometimes responds with a few words, but it is also very few.
Duanmu Youyun was not angry, but never tired of it.
After the old emperor returned from the Temple of Heaven, his mind became elusive.
Without mentioning anything about the post-little period, it seemed that the verbal order had never been issued. This made Concubine Yan Gui very upset. She took the eleventh prince to cry several times, but was driven out displeased by the old emperor.
As for the envoys of the two countries, they also ignored them. They did not make an order to be summoned, but were placed in the post on the excuse of being unwell.
"Hey, when is your emperor going to see me? I'm almost bored with lice." Duanmu Youyun lay lazily on the roof, and saw Mo Yuan in a uniform coming in from a distance, and immediately asked aloud.
When Mo Yuan looked up, he faintly uttered two words: "I don't know."
"Why don't you take me around? It's the first time I have come to Beiming. It is much larger than Xiling, and the streets are wide and crowded. I dare not go out alone because I am afraid of getting lost." Duanmu Youyun sat up The body jumped off the roof with a prance.
The white clothes are like snow, and the son is like jade.
"The prince is here for the second time." Mo Yuan was expressionless.
Duanmu Youyun's mouth twitched.
Yes, he came with Bei Mingxian for the first time, and he took An Xia away.
"Do you know her? Yes, you must know her, then you must know where she is? Take me to see her." Duanmu Youyun's brain brightened, his eyes bright.
Mo Yuan, who had never reacted before, raised his head coldly this time, and said unceremoniously: "Even if you are the emperor of Xiling, I will not take you to see her."
"Uh..." Duanmu Youyun was stunned, looking at Mo Yuan's face for a long time, it seemed a little unbelievable, and couldn't help but cautiously asked: "Are you like me, secretly like her?"
Wow!
The long sword is out of its sheath!
The silver-white blade was close to Duanmu Youyun's neck, and the blood vessels in his throat could be cut off with a gentle force, and the dignified Prince Xiling would immediately return to Huangquan.
"Don't talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude to you!" This is probably the most words Mo Yuan said to Duanmu Youyun.
"Well, I promise not to talk nonsense." Duanmu Youyun stretched his hands, somewhat helpless.
Naturally, he was not afraid of Mo Yuan, he really wanted to start his hands. It is still unknown who wins or loses, not to mention that he is the prince of Xiling, and Bei Ming's people will not let him die in the capital anyway.
What's more, the people from Dongli are on the opposite side...
Looking at Mo Yuan's back, Duanmu Youyun laughed. If he guessed correctly, Mo Yuan should be in the same mood as him.
An Xia...
Thinking of An Xia, I thought of Bei Mingxiao, which made Duanmu Youyun very upset, turned his head and crawled into the room, lying on his back on the bed, feeling a little weak.
Life in the palace was indeed trembling, but An Xia lived like a fish.
The memorials on the jade case were neatly organized by her, which made the old emperor very satisfied. The memorials sent by the ministers before were also sorted, but they were just a rough sorting.
But Anxia’s organization is different, urgent, important, non-urgent, non-important, and the arrangements are properly arranged.
Some very unimportant memorials are directly divided into categories and placed together.
After all, there are a lot of resources in the North Mingdi, and there are a lot of officials. The daily memorials need to be carried with bamboo baskets. It is really necessary to read them one by one and then review and reply.
Being an emperor is not a light job...
There are also some officials who don’t have any major issues. They will also play an Ann Zhezi on important festivals. They are nothing more than saying some praises, and sometimes they will attach their own poems to invite the emperor Yazheng.
The old emperor admired An Xia's ability to do things very much, but thinking of An Xia's previous identity, he was a little bit conflicted and hesitant.
After all, such an outstanding woman has advantages and no disadvantages to become a Bei Mingxiao woman.
"Well, you all retreat first, An Xia stays." The old emperor watched the memorial for a while, sat upright, and said to the people in the hall.
An Xia was taken aback. Since the last incident, the old emperor hadn't spoken to him alone for a long time, and he was going to engage in moths today, and his eyes trembled.