Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

The next day, Xue Shenyi went to the Dali Temple and told Yang Wen this method.

Yang Wen was extremely interested in Xue Shenyi, who had disguised himself as Aru, the second prince of the Southern Barbarians.

He circled around Xue Shenyi several times, and asked with emotion: "Where did you find such a skilled craftsman?"

It is difficult to draw the bones of a tiger even if you can only draw its skin. If Yang Wen had not known that the person standing before him was Xue Shenyi and not Alu, the second prince of the Nanman tribe, he would really not have found anything suspicious.

There was no one around, so Xue Shenyi did not hide it: "It was the handicraft of the Empress Dowager."

"Pei Binghe?" Yang Wen was stunned.

Why didn't he remember that Pei Binghe had this skill?

Moreover, Pei Binghe cut off all contact with him immediately after he left the capital. How could Xue Shenyi get involved with him?

Yang Wen frowned: "Why are you in contact with her?"

He noticed the tenderness in Xue Shenyi's eyes when he talked about the Queen Mother, and he was a little worried. The Queen Mother, who was young and beautiful and had lived in the deep palace for a long time, and the eunuch who held the seal of power, if this kind of love affair was spread, it would be a capital crime.

Especially for someone like Pei Binghe who only curries favor with the powerful, if the truth ever comes to light, she will probably put the blame on Xue Shenyi for everything.

Yang Wen couldn't help but warn Xue Shenyi indirectly.

Xue Shenyi did not explain the complexity to Yang Wen, and said calmly: "He is not the person you think he is, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I think you are just blinded by beauty."

Yang Wen sneered in disappointment, but he also knew that his good friend was a man of bad intentions and would not be fooled by a young lady in seclusion, so he said no more.

Yang Wen handed the letter to Xue Shenyi: "Here, I have already prepared the handwriting you asked me to find someone to imitate."

Xue Shenyi watched for a while and nodded: "Well done, all you have to do next is to take your men to wait."

"Don't worry, the Dali Temple will take action without any false or injustice. Those who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country will be executed."

There was a cold light in Yang Wen's eyes.

After Xue Shenyi said goodbye to Yang Wen, he visited the capital for a few days along the route that the Second Prince of Nanman had visited. During this time, he deliberately spoke in the Nanman dialect and argued with merchants, causing a small sensation.

At noon on the fifth day, when Xue Shenyi passed by the candy stall on South Street to buy a candy figure, a middle-aged man wearing a blue silk scarf suddenly collided with Xue Shenyi, and the candy figure in Xue Shenyi's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Xue Shenyi immediately said angrily: "Blind old man! You must bump into me on such a big street!"

The middle-aged man was horrified and said in panic: "Don't blame me, sir. I was so hungry that I slipped and bumped into you. Please forgive me!"

Xue Shenyi grabbed the middle-aged man's collar relentlessly and, using his height advantage, lifted him up easily.

His blue eyes were filled with anger: "I don't care if you are slippery or blind, you knocked over my candy man, so you have to pay for it!"

"Hey, uncle, how do you want me to compensate you?" The middle-aged man trembled with a pale face.

Xue Shenyi snorted coldly and said, "An ingot of silver."

The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "But your candy man is obviously only worth three copper coins."

"That's the price the vendor sold it to me. It's whatever I said it was. Do you have any objection?"

Xue Shenyi exerted force with his hands, and the middle-aged man's feet almost left the ground, so he could only nod and acknowledge his bad luck.

Some people around began to point and talk, but due to Xue Shenyi's appearance and the attire that showed he was either rich or noble, no one dared to step forward to stop the farce.

The middle-aged man didn't have a single ingot of silver on him, so he asked Xue Shenyi to go home with him to get it, and the farce was finally over.

"This is outrageous! In broad daylight, they bully people like this! And no one stopped them. This is a testament to the decline of morals and the corruption of human nature."

The waiter placed the tea in front of the man in the bamboo hat and muttered something.

The man picked up the teacup with his slender white fingers, put it to his lips and blew twice. Hearing this, he asked calmly: "Sir, you are so indignant, why don't you lend a helping hand to this oppression?"

The clear voice is like a spring flowing through the mountains, very pleasant to hear.

The waiter was stunned when he heard this, and waved his hands and said: "Me? Why should I cause trouble for myself?"

The man under the bamboo hat chuckled: "Sir, you are indeed a very wise man."

The waiter scratched his head and saw that the man stood up. The tall figure forced the waiter to look up.

The waiter was shocked. When did such a tall girl appear in the capital?

"Girl, haven't you had your tea yet?"

"The tea is impure and has many impurities. It is not suitable for drinking."

A breeze blew by, lifting the hat and revealing half of the man's delicate profile, making him look like a banished immortal.

While the waiter was distracted, the man had already disappeared.

So he picked up the cup of tea and took a sip. It was refreshing and fragrant, with a long aftertaste. Although it was not the best tea, it was already a fine product.

The waiter smacked his lips: "It's clearly very pure..."

Pei Yu walked out of the tea shop, turned into an empty alley, and threw down the bamboo hat on his head.

He untied the belt around his waist and took off his light blue skirt, revealing the black tights that allowed him to move easily.

After tying his hair up with a hair crown, Pei Yu had transformed into a handsome young man when he walked out of the alley.

Pei Yu followed the clues left by Xue Shenyi, walked lightly through the attics in Beijing, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated abandoned house.

After the middle-aged man walked into the house, the frightened and pale expression on his face suddenly changed.

"A wild goose flies across the Tianhe River in autumn."

Xue Shenyi waved his hand and closed the door: "The pestle and mortar are in thousands of houses at night."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed: "Your Highness, the Second Prince, the Imperial Censor has received your letter."

Xue Shenyi stood with his hands behind his back, frowned and said: "Who are you? Didn't I say in the letter, why didn't Censor Li come to see me in person? Where is Qian Er!"

"Your Highness, please forgive me. It's just that the people from the Dali Temple have been quite annoying recently and have been pestering the Censor."

Xue Shenyi looked puzzled when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Dali Temple?"

His expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already in turmoil.

The Dali Temple's investigation into the Censor was a secret investigation ordered by Yang Wen. How did Censor Li know about it?

Could it be...that there is a problem inside the Dali Temple?

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Qian Er has been discovered by the Dali Temple, and the censor has dealt with him. This is the time I came to meet with Your Highness."

Xue Shenyi sneered and said: "If that's the case, then my cooperation with Li Yushi will probably end here."

He turned around and was about to leave, but the middle-aged man stepped forward and stopped him.

The middle-aged man's face was full of flattery: "Don't worry, Your Highness. I heard that Your Highness has returned to the capital again and brought a large sum of money. The censor has found a new way of cooperation for Your Highness and can continue to work for Your Highness."

"oh?"

Xue Shenyi stopped and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man saw that Xue Shenyi was interested, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, why don't you go to the Imperial Censorate to have a chat?"

"Since Censor Li has invited me, I will respectfully obey your order."

Seeing the two leave, Pei Yu walked out from behind the room, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

He squeezed the flare in his hand and chose not to release it.

There is a problem inside the Dali Temple, and firing a flare will only alert the enemy.

This time he needs to go to the Dali Temple in person.