My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Yue Xing suppressed his excitement, took out some change and handed it to the passerby, and asked, "Where is the new store? Can you please show me the way?"

The passerby happily took the money and pointed to the newly renovated store on the cross street and said, "You are late. The girl just left. I don't know where her home is, but you can find her by watching this store tomorrow."

"Is this shop owned by the girl in the painting?" Looking at some sundries piled up in front of the renovated shop not far away, Yue Xing's hands trembled slightly. It's great that the lady is still alive. Then why doesn't the lady go home?

"The boss seems to be Doctor Fu from Tongxintang. He often comes to the store, and the girl comes occasionally. Oh, by the way, this girl used to set up a stall in front of the store to sell cold noodles. Her business was very good, but it was not cheap. I have never eaten it. You can wait at the intersection tomorrow and you will see her." The eldest brother who received the benefit enthusiastically told the information he knew.

"Thank you, brother." Yue Xing bowed to express his gratitude.

The passerby waved and left, and Yue Xing then took the reins and found a small hotel, where he settled down and waited to find a lady tomorrow.

When Fu Shiyan, wearing a nightgown, rode his horse to the gate of the imperial city, the gate was already closed. He turned to the other side of the city wall, dismounted, stepped lightly on the ground and jumped onto the wall, avoiding the guards and sneaking into the night.

He traveled all the way to You Cheng Mansion using light Kung Fu, and this time there was no one guarding the door.

After climbing over the wall and entering the mansion, Fu Shiyan saw that the once glorious Prime Minister's Mansion had now become dilapidated. Looking at the scene before him, he felt sad.

Putting aside his emotions, he quietly came to his father's study. The study was the first place that caught fire. There must be something here that the secret person wanted to obtain or destroy.

The study was littered with ashes and messy footprints left over from the firefighting. There was little left of the items in the study, and after searching for a long time, nothing was found.

He sat down and recalled what his father had told him. When he was seven years old, he lost the longevity lock that his mother had prayed for him in the temple. He couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked and was very unhappy. When his father learned about this, he hugged him and laughed and said, "Son, remember this from now on. Important things should be hidden in a place where they will not be lost."

"Then...Father, where can we avoid losing it?" he asked, looking up.

"You think that the place where no one else can find it is the right place." said his father, touching his head.

"Father, where is the place that no one else can find?" Fu Shiyan murmured.

Secret room, warehouse, underground, Fu Shiyan, who had been thinking with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and fumbled around in the room for possible mechanisms, but still found nothing.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up the doors and windows, making a hoarse creaking sound.

Fu Shiyan walked to the door of the study, squatted down to check that the doorpost on the left was slightly different from the one on the right. He turned the stone post on the left, and sure enough, a hole that only one person could pass through slowly opened in the ground in the corner of the study.

Fu Shiyan immediately came to the entrance of the cave, lit the candle he carried with him, and walked down the stairs step by step by candlelight. As soon as his head passed the entrance of the cave, he quickly closed it.

After walking through a long corridor and finally arriving at the main room, Fu Shiyan looked at the furnishings in the room, the bookshelves, the boxes, the painting tubes...

Looking through the books on the bookshelf, most of them are out of print.

There were also some memorials that had previously impeached other officials, and several scrolls of paintings were placed in a painting tube in the corner.

The rest were several boxes of silver and jewelry. Fu Shiyan returned to the bookshelf and continued flipping through the books. He found a hidden book in the most inconspicuous place. He flipped through it and found evidence of collusion between certain forces in the court.

Just as Fu Shiyan was about to take the book back to take a closer look, he heard footsteps above. He quickly stopped and listened.

The man in black in the study checked the room, walked around and found nothing, so he left.

Fu Shiyan waited with bated breath, secretly clenching the dagger in his hand. Could he have been discovered just after arriving in the capital?