At the beginning, I became a county magistrate with greed of 500 million. The empress asked me to be

Xu Jinsong looked at his son, with a flickering light in his eyes, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, Xu Miao's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly became nervous.

Even though he was respected as the Little Cabinet Minister and was extremely powerful, the reality was that he could not make even a single wave in front of Xu Jinsong.

"I guarantee with my life that the assassination in Zhili had absolutely nothing to do with me!"

Xu Miao, who was under tremendous pressure, tried to guess what his father was thinking, and the first thing he said was words of guarantee.

Hearing this, Xu Jinsong withdrew his gaze from Xu Miao.

"In the Zhili assassination case, hundreds of assassins were dispatched, but they were killed cleanly by Xia Yun's guards. The remaining dozen survivors were all locked up in Zhao Gongming's prison."

Xu Jinsong said slowly.

Xu Miao heard the warning in his father's voice and was shocked at his father's intelligence capabilities.

The Zhili assassination happened yesterday, and even he only got the news in the afternoon. He never thought that his father knew everything about the case.

"Go and find out who did it. If it was those restless idiots under your command, I will take care of them all."

"Zhao Gongming...is not a guy you can easily mess with."

Without waiting for Xu Miao to speak, Xu Jinsong spoke again. After he finished speaking, he slowly half-lay down, and his pair of dry pupils closed.

It is already midnight.

Most of the common people in the capital have already fallen asleep, but situations similar to what happened in the Xu Mansion are happening frequently in many of the wealthy mansions in the capital.

......

The next morning.

Xia Yun and his group rested quietly in Fenglai Inn for a whole night.

The capital is an important place, so naturally no assassin would dare to come and kill.

However, soon after dawn, several uninvited guests appeared in Fenglai Inn.

The leader was a man in his early thirties, wearing a tight black suit with intricate patterns engraved on it, and a long sword across his waist.

The clothes of the other people were similar to that of the leader.

When the innkeeper saw the visitor's attire, he knew that the visitor was no ordinary person, so he hurried upstairs and reported the news to Xia Yun and his group.

Xia Yun had already released the news yesterday, and now everyone in the capital knows that Xia Yun, the Zhejiang governor who just beat someone up, is staying at Fenglai Inn.

Xia Yun, who had just woken up, soon learned the situation from the innkeeper.

So, after an incense stick of time had passed, Xia Yun brought Xu Wan'er and the group to the downstairs of the inn.

The group of men in black who had been waiting here for a long time showed respect on their faces and bowed to Xia Yun as soon as they saw him.

"I've met the governor!"

"We are the Ninth Prince's retainers. Today, we are here on the Ninth Prince's orders to invite Lord Xia to the palace for a chat."

The black-clad man who was at the head of the group uttered a series of very respectful words.

Hearing this, Xia Yun's face showed no trace of anger.

He knew almost nothing about the Ninth Prince in the capital, but looking at the respectful and polite palace guards in front of him, he thought that the Ninth Prince had no ill will towards him.

"I didn't expect that after waiting for a whole night, no one else came, but a prince came first." Xia Yun said to himself.

"Lead the way."

Since he is here, he might as well make the best of it. Anyway, everyone now knows that Xia Yun has come to the capital.

Even if the Ninth Prince had other intentions, he would never dare to attack him openly.

"In my heart, Zhao Shun, please, sir."

The leading man in black said his name, then stretched out his hand towards the door and made an inviting gesture.

Xia Yun and his group looked outside the door and saw that there were several big red sedans parked outside the Fenglai Inn.

Xia Yun did not hesitate and immediately took Xu Wan'er and the others out of the inn and got on the sedan chair heading to the Ninth Prince's Palace.

After about an incense stick of time, the sedan stopped and arrived at the destination.

Xia Yun got off the sedan chair, and a magnificent royal palace immediately appeared in Xia Yun's sight.

Not only that, there were a large number of slaves and servants standing at the open gate of the palace, creating a very impressive scene.

"Please come in, Lord Xia. My prince has been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Shun walked in front of Xia Yun on the right, his expression still respectful.

Seeing this, Xia Yun immediately understood that all the pomp and ceremony at the gate of the palace was specially designed to welcome his arrival.

This actually aroused Xia Yun's curiosity.

He and the Ninth Prince had never met before, so why did he invite him with such courtesy?

Soon, under the guidance of Zhao Shun, Xia Yun and his party entered the palace and soon arrived at the front yard of the palace.

Several tables of exquisite banquets had been set up in the front yard, and at first glance, they were all filled with top-quality delicacies.

Not only that, there were also a group of young women in long skirts around him.

"This is the breakfast that the prince prepared specially for you. Please be sure to enjoy it."

When they arrived at the front yard, Zhao Shun suddenly stopped, looked at Xu Wan'er and others behind Xia Yun and said.

After he finished speaking, Zhao Shun looked at Xia Yun again and said, "Master Xia, the prince has already prepared a banquet for you in the lobby."

Seeing this, Xu Wan'er and others all looked at Xia Yun. The other party was obviously planning to separate them.

"Wan'er, come with me. The others can stay here."

Xia Yun thought for a moment and then gave his answer.

"Yes, my lord!"

After receiving the order, Jiang Wenzhong and his companions did not hesitate and sat down at the banquet.

From the perspective of eating alone, the breakfast at the palace can only be described as luxurious.

Even in Hangzhou, the variety of dishes is not as wide as what we see now.

Just two or three minutes later, Xia Yun and Xu Wan'er, led by Zhao Shun, finally arrived at the main hall of the palace.

Indeed, as Zhao Shun said, there was also a banquet table in the palace hall.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a royal robe, was sitting next to the banquet.

At a glance, Xia Yun knew without a doubt that the person who was qualified to wear the royal robe in this palace was undoubtedly the Ninth Prince.

"Your Majesty, I have been ordered to invite Lord Xia here."

Zhao Shun knelt on one knee outside the hall and spoke with great respect.

"Very well, you go down first."

The middle-aged man first spoke with a smile.

After receiving the order, Zhao Shun retreated from the hall without any hesitation.

Then the middle-aged man stood up from his chair and came to Xia Yun before Xia Yun entered the hall.

"My surname is Xiao and my name is Yan. I am the son of the late emperor and the same mother. I have rashly invited Lord Xia to my residence today. I hope Lord Xia will not be offended."

The middle-aged man spoke first, with a spring-like smile on his face, and took the initiative to admit his identity.

"Your Highness is too polite. I got into trouble right after arriving in the capital. Your Highness is willing to invite me here to help me out."

Xia Yun laughed and said, as the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person. Faced with the kindness offered by the Ninth Prince, Xia Yun was naturally happy to accept it!