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Chapter 67 Li Miaoyi's Unresolved Issues, Yan Biao's Death

Li Miaoyi recalled the scene of living here more than ten years ago.

They should have been a happy family, but for some reason, things suddenly changed.

Her father suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Her mother, Princess Anping, searched all over Bianjing, but could not find him.

Li Wu seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Princess Anping fell ill from longing and passed away less than two years later.

Li Miaoyi, due to her outstanding talent, was chosen by her master Xu Tianli and brought back to the mountain sect to cultivate.

Xu Tianli was originally the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

He was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, possessing knowledge of astronomy and geography as well as the darker aspects of human nature.

He had long disliked the ways of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and after killing his own master, he became the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

He renamed the Heavenly Demon Sect to the Heavenly Principle Sect, and from then on, the Heavenly Demon Sect disappeared from the martial arts world.

Xu Tianli himself was both righteous and wicked, and his actions were entirely based on his own likes and dislikes.

However, the Heavenly Principles Sect is located in the southern border region and rarely appears in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Li Miaoyi descended the mountain this time because she had reached a crucial stage in her cultivation.

He is about to break through to the third rank and become a master of the upper third rank.

Unfortunately, he not only failed to break through, but also showed signs of going astray.

Her master, Xu Tianli, revealed the reason: it turned out that she had not yet resolved her worldly affairs and was still haunted by inner demons.

Let her descend the mountain to settle her worldly affairs, and then return to the mountain to break through her current limitations.

And gave Li Miaoyi some clues.

Li Miaoyi's deepest concern stems from the family tragedy she experienced in her childhood.

She has always been deeply troubled by her father's disappearance.

Xu Tianli told her that Li Wushang was still alive and that Kongkong'er might have news about him.

Li Miaoyi left the princess's residence and sneaked into the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial guards protecting the imperial tombs had no way of detecting her as a fourth-rank expert.

Arriving at Princess Anping's tomb, we found that, being a royal cemetery, it was well-maintained and kept clean daily, preventing it from becoming overgrown with weeds.

Looking at the tombstone made of bluish-white stone, and the lonely grave behind it.

Li Miaoyi's expression turned cold.

"Li Wu, I must ask you myself why you left without saying goodbye back then."

For more than a decade, whenever Li Miaoyi thought of this place, her hatred deepened.

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……

In the past few days, many important figures have come to the prison.

It was all because of Yan Biao that Shen Yan had no choice but to stay in the prison.

There was no time to go to the tavern or teahouse to listen to storytellers.

Yan Biao was released from prison every morning and brought back by the constables at night.

pity.

Because he attracted too much attention, it was impossible to use severe torture on him.

Shen Yan was somewhat disappointed by this, mainly because the matter that Shen Rong had asked him to help with had not been resolved.

With a crowd surrounding Yan Biao, Shen Yan had no chance to make a move.

"I will never accept money from Shen Rong again. He must have had someone cast a spell on me."

The evidence against Yan Biao is already irrefutable, so there is little need for a trial.

The reason those people interrogated him was simply to find some dirt on Yan Fan.

After several days of fuss, the officials of the Ministry of Justice failed to obtain any damaging information about Yan Fan from Yan Biao.

Can only give up.

Yan Biao's death was fast approaching.

soon.

He wasn't even allowed to live to see the New Year; three days later, he was executed at Caishikou.

Shen Yan arrived outside Yan Biao's cell.

Seeing him staring blankly at the sumptuous dishes in front of him, he realized this was the last meal the Yan family had prepared for him before his execution.

Although the meal was extremely lavish, Yan Biao had no appetite whatsoever.

When he saw Shen Yan arrive, a glimmer of life appeared on his previously ashen face.

They rushed to the cell door.

"Lord Shen, Brother Shen, Master Shen, please, please save me."

Shen Yan saw that he looked like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, wagging its tail and begging for food when someone fed it.

He couldn't help but shake his head and say:

"Save you?! Let alone the fact that I don't have that ability, even if I did have a way, why would I save you?"

Upon hearing his words, Yan Biao's hopes were dashed, and he couldn't help but curse loudly.

"Shen Yan, you'll die a horrible death!"

Shen Yan laughed and said, "It really is a mad dog on the roadside, biting anyone it sees."

He knew in his heart that Yan Biao was doomed and no one would come to his rescue.

Right now, the people who most want Yan Biao to die are actually the Yan family.

Yan Biao nearly died when he was interrogated a couple of days ago.

It was Fang Jingxing and his group who managed to save her life by asking a doctor.

Shen Yan had already heard rumors that someone was spreading information about Yan Fan's embezzlement and bribery.

The storytellers in the teahouse began to speak with great seriousness.

He spoke in a very methodical manner, even including some details, clearly indicating that he had grasped some of the inside information.

However, what puzzled Shen Yan was that Yan Fan had remained completely silent for so long.

Despite the attacks from the Qingliu faction, Fang Jingxing always wore a smile on his face whenever he came to the prison.

He was clearly in a very good mood.

The calls to "oust Yan" in Bianjing grew louder and louder, and Yan Fan cowered in fear like a turtle.

However, none of this had much to do with Shen Yan; he was merely an observer.

"These banknotes need to be sent back again."

Shen Yan looked at the thousand taels of silver notes in his arms and sighed.

Shen Rong's money cannot be accepted.

After the value is set.

Shen Yan delivered the silver notes to Shen Rong's house, but unfortunately, he wasn't home, making the trip in vain.

He was received by Shen Rong's wife, and he saw those man-eating eyes.

Shen Yan didn't dare to stay a moment longer and was so frightened that he ran out of Shen Rong's house.

Watching Shen Yan's retreating figure.

She couldn't help but sigh, "Oh! What a handsome young man, what a pity, he's just a bit clueless about romance."

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The Imperial Palace, the Western Garden.

Emperor Xuanwu sighed softly as he looked at the message Zheng Jun had submitted.

"Zeng Shihong really doesn't want me to have a good New Year. The end of the year is approaching and he's still causing me all this trouble."

Zheng Jun understands his position and reports everything that happens in the community truthfully.

Just as Yan Fan said, since we're going to be dogs...

Then you have to be prepared to be a dog, you must be loyal, and you must not hide anything, no matter how small.

How could he not know about Yan Fan's embezzlement?

Emperor Xuanwu thought to himself, "Although these upright officials do not embezzle or solicit bribes, they still seize land and annex other properties, and not a single penny of the money they obtain goes into the national treasury."

"Although Yan Fan was seriously corrupt, he could still get four out of every ten taels of silver he received into the national treasury."

These matters had long been recorded by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and Emperor Xuanwu knew them perfectly well.

The reason for not pursuing the matter is simply to maintain a balance.

He wanted to live a secluded life in the deep palace and devote himself to Taoist cultivation.

The world must eventually be governed by someone. Once the balance is broken, Emperor Xuanwu will no longer be able to cultivate Taoism in such a peaceful manner.

Zheng Jun remained respectfully standing to one side, and Emperor Xuanwu spoke:

"Bring Wang Xi in."

Wang Xi entered the main hall very quickly.

"Go and convey my imperial decree that my grandson Li Xuanye has been mischievous and unmotivated lately, neglecting his studies. He is hereby ordered to stay in his residence for seven days to reflect on his mistakes."

Emperor Xuanwu looked at Zheng Jun below and said, "Recently, there have been many troubles caused by outlaws in Bianjing. Zheng Jun, you have worked hard. I will bestow upon you a thousand-year-old blood ginseng from the imperial treasury. Take good care of your health."

Zheng Jun's face lit up with joy, and he quickly expressed his gratitude.

The thousand-year-old blood ginseng is no ordinary product; a master of internal energy can benefit from it after ten years of arduous cultivation.

If it is prepared as a medicine, the effect will be even better.

Only the emperor's private treasury in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty possessed such rare treasures.

Emperor Xuanwu issued an edict.

Bianjing immediately became much calmer, and the rumors circulating in teahouses and restaurants disappeared.

Li Xuanye, left alone in the Prince Ping's residence, was consumed by rage.

I don't know how many things were broken.

"Your Highness, please don't let your health suffer. You should take good care of yourself."

Hearing the voice behind him, Li Xuanye chuckled and said:

"After I saw Nongyue, all my troubles had vanished without a trace."

After saying that, Li Xuanye turned around, and the two of them were very intimate.