The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Dehui, it's unexpectedly quiet today. Normally, there are lively discussions here, and people in robes can be seen talking loudly everywhere. This is a library for scholars. If you're lucky, you can even be spotted by high-ranking officials.

The walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings of famous people, and only the best contemporary works are placed here. Hanging a copy here is enough to show the strength and talent of this person.

When Ling Xuan came in, there were only a few people sitting in the building, Ling Xuan raised a smile and said, "Long time no see, everyone."

A man in black stood up, his muscular figure stretched the clothes on his body, and shouted to Ling Xuan dissatisfied, "You ran out alone, and you didn't call me brother!" It was General Jingyuan's second brother. Young master, Dong Yongjing and his elder brother Dong Yongyong went to the battlefield and he is the only one left in the family, but that General Dong should be back in a few days.

"Sit down and talk." A nobleman in cloud pattern blue frowned and said, his thin body made his robe look empty. He was pulling Dong Yongjing to preach at the moment. He was the prime minister's son, Chu Ziyan.

"Chu Yuan didn't say anything, and besides, there are no outsiders here." Dong Yongjing sat down dissatisfied, and Chu Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, held a cup of tea and smiled without speaking.

Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and went to pull away the chair and sit down, "I'm afraid I won't be able to come back now if I take you with me."

"I heard that you went to Bocheng, it's very dangerous." Chu Yuan spoke slowly, making people calm down unconsciously, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Ling Xuan.

"Bocheng?" Chu Ziyan frowned, "It's not safe there, but it shouldn't be a problem based on your martial arts."

"That's right, I'm as dead as you are." Dong Yongjing laughed and patted Chu Ziyan, and Chu Ziyan glanced at him before silently withdrawing his hand and pretending not to know.

"I think Bocheng is a good place." Ling Xuan said with a smile, "It's a pity you can't go there to see it. Speaking of which, has something happened to the gunpowder recently?"

"Gunpowder?" Chu Yuan frowned, "It seems that something went wrong and the investigation has been very strict recently. Did you encounter anything?"

"When I went to participate in the Treasure Hunting Conference, I went through the mountain to Nazamu. Just when they started fighting, a tribe was using gunpowder, and the amount was not small." Ling Xuan said with a serious face, "If you want to talk , probably about smuggling."

"I can't control this." Chu Yuan sighed.

After pondering, Chu Ziyan said, "Smuggling does exist, but it is never easy to smuggle gunpowder to the extent that it can attack the tribe. I think it is more likely that the gunpowder transported to Nazamu was intercepted by someone halfway. .”

"And it's in Bocheng, I'm afraid it won't hit the dynasty later." Dong Yongjing said dissatisfied, "My elder brother is still ahead and finally came back once. It would be too much to be paid for this kind of thing."

"That being said, judging from the method of use, it should be just a contest between small tribes." Ling Xuan rubbed his chin and said, "It's not enough to fight."

"That's the best way." Chu Ziyan sighed, "But after this incident, the supervision of Bocheng will be stricter, because the people in the rivers and lakes there are not easy to deal with."

"Speaking of which, this year's martial arts leader lives in Bocheng, and it seems that he has lived there for a long time." Ling Xuan said.