After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

The sky gradually darkened and it was another night of sleeping in the open air.

After Xie Fuyi had arranged things in the branch office, he heard from his subordinates that one group of people from the main team had not returned yet, so he immediately led his men to search along the marks left by that group.

There were corpses all along the way, turning the outskirts of the South Land into a bloody road. Xie Fuyi lowered his eyes and looked at the people on the ground. There were people in black clothes, men and women, but the number of casualties among women in black and men in black was only a few.

"Master, has Sister Lan encountered assassins from other buildings?" The man in black following behind him was frightened, staring at the countless dead and injured people in black and asked in confusion: "Why are they dressed so much like ours?"

Xie Fuyi glanced at the black-clad corpse on the ground thoughtfully, and said calmly, "It's just that he wants to put the blame on others."

The man was furious when he heard this, but he was also incredulous: "Who in this world doesn't know that we in Xunqing Pavilion are more yin than yang, and our moves are well-established? How could someone still use such a clumsy method?!"

Xie Fuyi said: "The fact that there are more boys than girls doesn't mean there are no men. It's fine as long as we have a clear conscience."

The marks along the way turned at a gravel road and began to deviate from the track. Xie Fuyi looked in the direction of Nanning Town.

In the dark night, there were flickering lights in the mountains and forests.

Occasionally, the wind blew the leaves of the century-old tree, making them rustle gently. Xie Fuyi led his men to dismount and walk towards the orange-red light source.

A voice came from the tree: "Who is it?"

Xie Fuyi's hands moved slightly, and the man on the tree rolled over and fell to the ground. He lowered his eyes to look at the black-clothed man who fell down, and said in a light voice: "Master of Xunqing Pavilion, come and pick up the people in my pavilion."

Wei Yanshi, who was leaning against the tree, tapped his feet lightly to help his subordinate up, and said with a surprised look on his face: "You have made quite a fuss in the past two days."

Xie Fuyi said: "It's just saving a commoner. It's not worthy of such praise from the King of Huainan."

"..." Huainan King? Wei Yanshi: "Who praised you? A pavilion master has a face as thick as the wall of South City."

Xie Fuyi had a blank expression on his face: "Your Highness, if you have time to stop my men here, you might as well think about how to rectify the government in Nanzhou."

"Your men don't recognize the Black Guards, so you blame me for trying to get information. Do you blame me?"

Wei Yanshi explained briefly, frowned and said seriously: "I will give an explanation to the people of the South and the Yandu court about the affairs of the South government. You should also check if there are any traitors in the cabinet when you go back tomorrow."

Xie Fuyi's expression changed slightly, and he said to the man behind him: "Take your people back to the main pavilion to investigate secretly now."

The man in black clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Pavilion Master."

Wei Yanshi didn't expect that this man would listen to his advice so much. He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Your Excellency is really as the rumors say, with a face as cold as frost and a heart as red as peach."

Xie Fuyi: “…”

He looked coldly at the frivolous young man in front of him and said, "Your Highness is not quite the same as the rumors say."

Rumor has it that the Little King of Hell in Yandu is cruel and brutal, and treats human life as worthless.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

After a short rest, Wei Yanshi, along with a group of Moyi Guards and the master of Xunqing Pavilion, arrived at Nanning Town before dawn.

Wei Wu had been waiting at the entrance of the town in his carriage. When he saw someone coming, he reported everything he had learned to Wei Yanshi: "Master, the manager of the Haoshi Restaurant is not here. Since yesterday, only some waiters who were unaware of the situation are left."

Wei Yanshi said coldly: "Go to the restaurant and check, don't miss any details!"

The black-clothed guards bowed their heads and clasped their fists: "Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later.

The vendors near the Haoshi Restaurant were frightened by the mighty army and hurriedly picked up their things and went home without even looking back.

Gu Qinghe sat in the carriage driven by Wei Wu without saying a word. This morning, she made a deal with the 001 system, exchanging five days of her life for the healing of her leg injury. This was because this despicable system issued a time-limited task for her to ask for the little beggar's sister back within today.

The reward that had previously been offered to her for helping the Pavilion Master of Xunqing Pavilion to rescue the little girl from the neighboring village was announced late last night. She was sleeping soundly at the time and it almost scared her back to the modern era.

There were no health points or "sticky tears" in the reward, just a bunch of incoherent pieces of paper. She had not felt sleepy since she was woken up last night, and after trying to fight for an hour without success, she gave up and fell asleep.

This kind of brain-intensive work should be left to professionals.

Gu Qinghe leaned out of the car window to look at the man riding the horse for a while, his face cold and blank, then leaned back out.

Let’s wait a little longer.

She didn't know the purpose of the pieces of paper now, and it wouldn't be too late to take them out when the time came.

The Moyiwei led officers and soldiers to search the Haoshi Restaurant from top to bottom, but found nothing wrong.

The waiter who often followed the shopkeeper in the Haoshi Restaurant was pressed down and cried, "Sir, I really don't know anything. Please spare my life."

Wei Yanshi sat at the main seat, looked around the restaurant, and asked solemnly, "When did the restaurant owner leave yesterday? Where did he go? What did he do there? Tell me what you know about these three questions."

The waiter recalled in panic, pointing at Wei Wu and saying, "Not long after he injured the thugs hired by our shopkeeper yesterday and left, our shopkeeper went into the kitchen for a while, and then came out and told us that he had something to ask the young master, and asked us to guard the restaurant first and he would be back tomorrow."

Wei Yanshi ordered: "Go search the kitchen again."

After a while, Mo Yiwei came out with a bag of glutinous rice flour, a few pieces of maltose and some oil paper, and placed them one by one on the table in the restaurant.

Gu Qinghe took a look from a distance while sitting in the carriage and recognized that those things were the ingredients for making dragon beard pastry. Wei Yanshi, who accompanied her throughout the preparation process, obviously knew it too.

The restaurant's owner, Mr. Wang, probably wanted to make money from the dishes launched by the restaurant, but he didn't expect that the young master of the restaurant would take away the hostage who was exchanged for the dragon's beard pastry halfway.

The problem lies with the young master of the restaurant.

Wei Yanshi exchanged a glance with Gu Qinghe, who was sitting in the carriage through the window. He knocked on the wooden table, lowered his eyes to look at the waiter who was trembling with fear, and asked, "Who is your young master? When did he come to the restaurant? And when did he take him away?"

When Wei Wu reported, he told the whole story of the little beggar. Naturally, the waiter understood who he was talking about. After all, one of the two servants who intercepted and threatened the little beggar that day was him in disguise.

He didn't want to get away with this, and said in a trembling voice: "My young master came from Yandu half a month ago. I don't know his specific identity. He took the little yellow-haired girl away just after we brought her back."

Wei Yanshi: "Reasons for bringing people."

The waiter gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "He said that he saw that the girl was pretty and wanted to take her to be given to an adult."

"Which sir?" Xie Fuyi was furious when he heard this. He put his sword to his neck and said coldly, "If you keep being so vague, I'll kill you!"