Chapter 43 Eve
The next day.

The city gates were wide open, and flags were waving on the Imperial Street, which had long been cleared.

The flag of silence is at the front, the flags of golden drums, Bai Ze, clouds, rain, wind and thunder, and the twenty-eight constellations are in the middle, and at the end are the big banner and various ceremonial guards.

Under the big golden dragon umbrella, the chariot finally set off. The five hundred halberd-wielding Jinwu guards on both sides slowly followed on horseback. Behind them, there were also rows of spears among the ceremonial guards.

After leaving the inner city, the people on both sides of the street knelt down one after another and shouted "Emperor".

Ji Ruxue hid in the crowd, raised her head slightly, and glanced at the several carriages behind the emperor's procession.

But until the entire imperial procession left Wansheng Gate, she still couldn't tell which carriage was the one Xiao Yan was riding in.

After a long time, the crowd finally dispersed.

At the side, Fan Yintian, who had simply changed his appearance, had a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "Since he has already left Bianliang, how can he help us?"

Ji Ruxue drove the hired carriage silently. After a moment, she responded, "He has made arrangements, and he is not the only one helping."

"I just hope this guy doesn't treat our lives as a joke!" Fan Yintian frowned and said, "Anyway, I have lost confidence in this cooperation..."

Ji Ruxue had a cold expression, her lips slightly pursed, and she said nothing.

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In the south of the city, there is Datong Granary.

The carriage was parked steadily outside the store and a waiter was in charge of watching over it. Ji Ruxue and Fan Yintian went straight into the store.

In the shop, a clerk was arguing with someone.

"Nonsense! My shop has only been open for half a month, how can there be any debt?"

"Don't deny it, you bastard. I have the written evidence in my hand!"

The troublemaker seemed to be very reasonable. He raised his hand and threw a piece of paper on the counter, pointed at him and cursed: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, do you owe me fifty stone of corn?"

Seeing the two people arguing indistinctly, Fan Yintian sneered: "They can't even handle such a trivial matter. They don't seem to be capable!"

Ji Ruxue frowned and was about to step forward when she saw the shopkeeper hurriedly coming out from the back workshop.

He took the receipt and frowned, saying, "This receipt should have been issued by the previous store owner. The handprint and signature are all his. The date doesn't match the opening time of my store."

"Now that you have taken over the Datong Grain Store, you should settle the account!"

The shopkeeper didn't want to deal with the troublemakers in the first place, so when he looked up and saw Ji Ruxue and the other two, he immediately shouted to his employees, "Kick them out."

"How dare you! Do you know who my master is? If you chase me away today, your store will have to close tomorrow!"

The troublemaker was yelling and after being pushed out, he tried to open his mouth to attract more attention.

But immediately, his voice stopped abruptly.

Two Xuanming Sect ghosts wearing fang-shaped masks came out from the back hall with knives in their hands and glanced at him coldly.

The man's eyes widened, and he first looked at the harmless shopkeeper in surprise, then with a pale face he tore the receipt into pieces in front of the two ghosts.

In the end, he didn't need to say anything more and ran away.

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically at Ji Ruxue, then glanced at Fan Yintian and said, "The young lady is finally here. My master has been waiting for a long time. I wonder who this is..."

"Madam, the one in charge."

The shopkeeper suddenly realized something and said politely, "It turns out that it is the lady in person. Please come in quickly."

Fan Yintian frowned and was led to the back workshop together with Ji Ruxue by the shopkeeper.

During this time, she glanced at the two tall and strong ghosts, and her brows tightened even more.

The layout of the back workshop is very large. In addition to the warehouse, there are two courtyards that can accommodate several families.

At this time, two ghosts standing at the door of a room saw the two women coming and opened the door for them.

Fanyintian looked around calmly and saw quite a few people inside, all sitting around a table, seeming to have been drinking tea for a long time.

But when she turned her head, she saw Ji Ruxue standing there in a daze, so she called out in surprise: "Xue'er?"

Inside, a handsome young man waved his hand with a calm expression: "Don't be stunned, time is tight, don't delay my plan."

Fan Yintian was a little confused, but he pretended to be calm, and then looked at the girl suspiciously. Ji Ruxue clenched her fists, her heartbeat was a little violent at this time, but it was only for a moment, and she tried her best to control it.

Then, she introduced him to Brahma Yin Tian:

"Saint Princess, this is the Unruly Dark Star, Xiao Yan."

The latter could no longer hide his surprise and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"Didn't he go to Luoyang?"

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In the far suburbs of Zhengzhou, there was a huge queue stretching for miles. The imperial guards had already led the way, so the entire official road was almost unobstructed.

Beside the carriage belonging to the King of Jiyin, there were six ghost soldiers from the Xuanming Sect who were responsible for surveillance.

There was also a ghost sitting in the carriage to check whether Prince Jiyin was safe during the journey.

At this time, the ghost who was sitting with him saw that the King of Jiyin had long lost his initial enthusiasm and was leaning on a soft cushion, lost in thought and bored.

He then smiled and said in a low voice: "Captain, please be patient. The captain said that you only need to perform for three days at most, and he will definitely catch up..."

"I really shouldn't have listened to that kid's nonsense." Prince Jiyin rubbed his palms, pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said: "But he really makes me interested."

"Hehe, Captain, rest assured..."

Prince Jiyin curled the corners of his mouth, then looked at the roof of the carriage, his eyes becoming a little deep.

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As night fell, the curfew drum began to sound.

The streets and alleys of Bianliang are empty, only the alleys are still accessible.

Jier Market is located in the middle of the cross street. To the east is called Dongjier Lane, and to the west is called Xijier Lane. It has always been the location of brothels in Bianliang.

In addition, there are wine shops, tea houses, restaurants, stalls, brothels (theaters) and other shops scattered throughout Jier Lane. All kinds of people from all walks of life are here, and gamblers, coolies, porters and other low-level people can find entertainment here.

But tonight, most of the brothels seemed to have no customers. The few men who came in occasionally had all gone in in the afternoon. Almost no one went in before and after curfew.

On the lookout tower of Yuer City, a Jinwu Guard officer held his sword and looked down at the entire street. He could see that the exteriors of all the brothels and alleys were blocked.

There were imperial guards holding shields, blocking the outermost perimeter. The ones leading the charge were still from the Xuanming Sect.

He stood by the railing, feeling a sense of satisfaction that he had the overall situation in his hands.

The pleasure of power is ultimately only grasped by the military. And those so-called Xuanming Sect are nothing but clowns. When Daliang pacifies the world, they will be eradicated sooner or later.

He held the command flag in his hand, and when he saw that everyone had entered the layout area, he began to wave the flag.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision.

He squinted and saw a crossbow arrow flying towards him, piercing his throat.

A hundred steps away from the Fire Watchtower, Xiao Yan handed the crossbow to someone else, and then opened the letter tube in his hand without hesitation.

Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating his extremely calm face.

He took out the mask and put it on his face, then drew out his Tang sword at the moment when fireworks appeared in the sky.

"Everyone, how can we go to Bianliang without leaving any traces?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a blazing fire rose up.

He raised his hand and smiled.

"Tonight, let's make a scene without restraint."

In the alley, countless figures dressed in Xuanming Sect uniforms drew their swords together.

"Order!"

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