Wait a minute, heroine

Whoosh~

Poof!

The fireworks on the river bank are brilliant, and the temperature gradually drops in the winter night, but it does not dampen the enthusiasm of the young people in the northern and southern dynasties. Men and women gathering in twos and threes can be seen everywhere chatting.

Ye Jingtang walked out of the aisle and came to the shore of Furong Pond, raising his eyes to admire the fireworks in the sky.

Fan Qinghe kept following behind, making no noise along the way. At this time, there was no one around, so he came to the front, with a surging excitement on his face, and praised:

"That's so good. I just wanted to scold that high-ranking official named Li. Beiliang levies such a heavy tax every year, and he said at the table that we are rebellious. If the occasion hadn't been wrong, I would have given him several kilograms of poison. Let him go to Dongming Mountain on his knees to seek medical treatment..."

Ye Jingtang's expression was not at all affected by the exchange just now, but instead showed a hint of boredom:

"It's really meaningless to argue in official circles. It's not the brain that's useless. There are no concrete results yet. It's far less satisfying than putting a knife to someone's neck and asking questions."

Fan Qinghe didn't think so. She stood in front of her and helped Ye Jingtang straighten some wrinkles on her robe, with obvious admiration in her eyes:

"There are thousands of warriors in the world, who can't kill people with a knife and show cruelty? Being able to subdue others on the table without fighting is the real skill. Moreover, since the two countries have diplomatic relations, everything they say must be copied exactly as it is. Go back and show it to the emperor, and the more famous ones will be recorded in the history books. The words you said today will definitely leave your name in history, and your fame will be greater than that of Wu Kui. No matter how famous a martial artist is, he will only stay famous for a hundred years, and everything will be over once he dies. But for a literati As long as you stand out, your reputation will last forever..."

Ye Jingtang has no interest in power, money and fame. Hearing this, he said with a smile:

"Why do I feel that girls prefer literati? It is much more difficult for a martial artist to become a martial artist than for a scholar who has lived in poverty for ten years..."

Fan Qinghe knew that he was too excited, but he couldn't hold it back at all and responded:

"There are few literati, and they tend to be gentlemen. They can use poems and songs to coax girls; but warriors are not like that. They are blunt and rough in speaking. When they meet the girl they like, they will push forward..."

Speaking of this, Fan Qinghe felt that the hint was too straightforward, and added:

"But you are different. You are both civilized and military. Although you are as straight-forward as a martial artist, you also know that the scholar's point is to go as far as possible without going too far..."

It’s not too much to even pout...

Ye Jingtang felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned this. Seeing that Fan Qinghe was in a good mood, he seemed to have forgiven him because of his outstanding performance. He smiled and wandered by the lake with Fan Qinghe:

"I can't say I'm good at both civil and military skills. It's just that Prince Jing taught me well, read a lot of miscellaneous books, and has a good memory. In terms of real ability, I only have this martial arts..."

"Oh~ don't be modest. No matter how many books you read, you will still learn something dead. Whether you are an official or a career in the world, what matters in the end is your brain. People who can say what they want to say on any occasion are far better than those who can just keep their heads down. A martial arts idiot or nerd who practices hard is respected by others. If you look at the Sanjue Immortal, he is not very good at martial arts even if he is over seventy years old. Who in the world would not give him some respect?"

"That's true..."

…

Fan Qinghe spoke enthusiastically, because the lakeside viewing path was narrow, and when the two of them were walking side by side, the back of their hands accidentally rubbed against each other.

Cha~

Fan Qinghe shrank his hands subconsciously, and his eyes suddenly showed a bit of panic. He glanced at Ye Jingtang. He seemed to think that Ye Jingtang wanted to hang out hand in hand. He was not willing, but he was afraid of rejecting Ye Jingtang. Not happy.

Ye Jingtang just walked naturally. When he noticed something was wrong, he changed his hands to his back, walking like an old man. Just when he wanted to talk about other topics, he saw an accompanying policeman trotting from the lakeside.

"Master Ye."

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang returned to his natural demeanor and stepped forward to ask:

"Old Liu, is there any news in the city?"

Detective Lao Liu is also an acquaintance. Back then, he broke into the small courtyard in Shuanggui Lane and investigated the Night Jingtang together with "Backdoor Gun" Xiao Wang.

At this time, Lao Liu quickly came to the front, looked around first, and then whispered:

"Just now, Xiao Wang was patrolling the surrounding area and accidentally discovered that a warrior named 'Hua Ning' was passing by the lake. He seemed to have good martial arts skills and was holding something in his arms. When communicating with others, he was secretive and a bit sneaky... "

"Hua Ning?" Fan Qinghe frowned: "Could it be Hua Ling's alias?"

Ye Jingtang felt that the dignified Grand Master of Beiliang would not be so stupid to use a pseudonym, but no one could tell about the warrior's brain circuit, so he still asked:

"Where are people?"

"In the Peony Garden, where the important people of Beiliang live, there are Beiliang masters patrolling, and Xiao Wang doesn't dare to follow..."

Ye Jingtang thought about it for a while and felt that this person should be unusual, so he immediately said:

"I'm going to take a look. Miss Fan, please wait here for a while. If anyone inside comes out to report, tell them that I'm going to take a rest and let them wait for a while."

Fan Qinghe warned: "Beiliang Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, don't be careless. When the situation is not good, you will reveal your identity directly and say that you were drunk and went wrong. Beiliang is here and I don't dare to do anything to you."

Ye Jingtang naturally knew, and after nodding, he and Lao Liu went to the back of Furong Pond.

——

Furong Pond is very large, with some small islands in between. Flying corridors and stone bridges cross the lake, and pavilions are hidden among the flowers and trees. The scenery is picturesque everywhere, but it is also relatively complicated.

The Peony Garden is a garden located on the west side of the lake. It has hundreds of houses. The officials and students of the Northern Liang Dynasty who came to attend the banquet all stayed here to rest, while the officials of the Wei Dynasty were in the east of the lake.

Although this is the territory of the Wei Dynasty, there are always some rules in the diplomatic relations between the two countries. The guards near the Peony Garden are all from Beiliang. Because there are also envoys of the Wei Dynasty stationed in Yanjing, both sides abide by the rules and cannot enter the other side's station without permission. To put it simply, The point is to have diplomatic immunity.

Ye Jingtang followed Lao Liu to the lakeside near the Peony Garden, where he could see Detective Xiao Wang pretending to patrol on the grass. After he came over, he quietly motioned to a pavilion in the Peony Garden in the distance:

"That 'Hua Ning' just went to that building and then disappeared."

After looking around the Night Terror Hall for a while, he found that there were both open and hidden sentries inside, and the defense was quite tight.

If the secret infiltration is discovered, it will be regarded as a relatively large diplomatic scandal. Even if the courtiers are on his side, there will still be accountability on the table to explain to Beiliang.

For this reason, Ye Jingtang was very careful. He first asked Xiao Wang for information such as his appearance and the items he was carrying, and then asked the two detectives to leave first. He then disappeared into the night, quietly touched the wall, and from the two policemen Anshao touched it under his nose.

Because the officials and students were attending the banquet outside, the Furong Garden was very quiet, with only a few servants walking inside.

After Ye Jingtang visited several buildings, he came to the pavilion near the center. It can be seen that this place should be where students live. The doors are closed and there is no one inside.

Ye Jingtang was extremely careful. He flew up and landed on the roof first. He listened carefully and made sure that no one was there before jumping in from the window on the second floor.

Inside the window was an empty room, unoccupied.

Ye Jingtang glanced at it and then went downstairs along the corridor. He could see signs of living in the room facing the courtyard, so he quietly entered it.

Because it was a temporary stay, there were not many furnishings in the room, but there were a few boxes placed next to the wall, which seemed to contain a lot of things.

There was also a package placed on the desk. It was made of ordinary cloth and seemed to be temporarily found from outside.

Ye Jingtang discovered the target, and became a little more cautious. He came to the desk, carefully checked, and opened the package to check.

The package weighed seven or eight kilograms visually, and the contents inside were all books. From a rough inspection, they were historical documents, which were not common. There were also marks such as White Horse Academy and Qilin Pavilion on the package, indicating that they were teaching materials for the academy. Students could only Borrowing and copying are generally strictly prohibited.

When Ye Jingtang saw the name of the book, he was sure that these books had just come from a certain master's study room in Baima Academy, ten miles away.

Although this can be regarded as a clue to the criminal investigation, if the Beiliang people want to steal, they should also steal maps, military aircraft maps, etc. What is the use of stealing these historical materials?

Ye Jingtang knew very little about history, so he looked at it for a while and found nothing unusual, so he wrote down the title of the book, restored the package to its original state, and then checked the luggage placed by the wall.

Although I only stayed in Furongchi for one day, I brought quite a lot of things with me.

Ye Jingtang opened the first long box, and it was seen that there was a seven-stringed guqin inside.

The overall color of the guqin is tea-green, and the emblem is made of white jade. There are painted flowers and birds on the back, and there are four small characters on the forehead of the phoenix, "Qingxiao Crane Cries". The writing is vigorous, and it looks like the kind of thing that ordinary people can't afford to play with.

Ye Jingtang looked at it for a while and felt that this thing should be no cheaper than the Dragon Fire Gun. He put it away carefully and opened the remaining boxes.

It turned out that there were chess sets, pens, ink, paper and inkstones underneath, all tools for calligraphy and painting. Only the small box next to it contained two sets of clothes.

The clothes are women's dresses, neatly folded and very particular. The white bellybands are folded squarely, leaving the head of the red-crowned crane on the front, which looks very elegant.

"..."

Night Terror Hall didn't expect that this was a woman's residence, but the name "Hua Ling" was pretty girly, so it was hard to tell if a man would dress up as a woman and sneak in.

Because he was investigating a case, Ye Jingtang didn't worry too much. He turned up his bellyband and found that there was a square wooden box hidden underneath.

Ye Jingtang's eyes narrowed slightly, he took out the wooden box and carefully opened the buckle. It can be seen that there was a palm-thick stack of official tickets inside. Half of them were Beiliang official tickets, and the other half were replaced by Dawei's official tickets, all of which were hundred. Two denominations, estimated to be no less than 30,000 taels!

Thirty thousand taels of silver doesn't sound like much, but the old escort agency that occupies such a large area as Ye Jingtang only sells for a thousand taels of silver. Thirty thousand taels of silver buys Yang Guan, the Qinglian Gang, and the dock industry have a surplus, so it is by no means a small sum. .

He was carrying a huge sum of thirty thousand taels of silver, which could not be the pocket money of a female student entering Beijing.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang became suspicious, thinking that Hua Ling might be pretending to be a student. The money was either the property that Hua Ling had worked hard for for many years, or the public funds given by the Beiliang court to assassinate him.

Ye Jingtang secretly wrote down this information, then checked around and found some jewelry placed in the grid next to the banknote. Judging from the height difference at the bottom, there seemed to be hidden compartments under the jewelry.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang carefully removed the jewelry and wanted to check the hidden compartment below.

But what people didn't expect was that there was a skirt-pressing pendant with tassels in the jewelry. The tassels were bright red and looked like they were just decoration. But when you touched the tassels, you felt like they were touching the wings of a moth, giving it a slippery feel.

? !

Ye Jingtang's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately stopped his hand, lowered his head to check, and saw that his fingertips were stained with dark red marks.

Ye Jingtang stood up and backed away, waited for a moment, and found that that was all, and there was no other abnormality, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that this person was quite cunning, and knew that he would deliberately leave flaws to attack others.

Because he was not afraid of poison, Ye Jingtang didn't take the red powder on his fingertips seriously. He just took out his handkerchief and squatted down, carefully cleaning the red marks left on the box and jewelry just touched, so as not to alert the snake in advance.

The red powder should mark the thief and not be easily wiped off.

The Night Terror Hall wiped for a while, but before it could return to its original state, it suddenly heard a sound coming from outside:

"The Night Terror Hall was really powerful. It is said that at the banquet, Master Li was rendered speechless..."

"That shouldn't be the case. Mr. Li is such a quick thinker. How could he be silenced by a warrior?"

"I don't know. I'll find out when Mr. Li comes back later and I'll ask you..."

…

Hearing this voice, Ye Jingtang recognized the maid she met at the Wang Family Medical Center at noon.

The young lady looked harmless and innocent, and she did have some health problems. She couldn't be disguised as Hua Ling.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't make a sound and continued to carefully wipe away the traces, but...

Gulu gulu~~

The sound of rolling wheels came from far and near, directly entering the pavilion and heading towards the door...

? !

The Night Terror Hall was puzzled. Because there were security guards outside, it was difficult to get out through the window, so he quietly closed the box, went to the corner of the bed at the back of the room, and hid in the darkness.

Gulu gulu~~

The sound of rolling wheels stopped at the door, and then the door opened, and the scholarly lady in a gradient dark purple and white dress appeared in front of the door.

Hua Qingzhi held the wheelchair with both hands and stood up with some difficulty. With the help of the maid, she entered the room, sat down at the desk, and lit the candle.

Then the maid Luzhu went back, lifted the wheelchair hard and put it inside the door, and asked:

"Are you hungry, miss? I'll prepare some food?"

"No, there is a banquet later, so I have to go there right away. You go find Miss Fu and find out what is going on in Wangjiang Pavilion. Mr. Fu is among them. She should be able to ask some questions..."

"okay."

After receiving the order, Lu Zhu turned around and left the room.

Hua Qingzhi sat on the chair with a very quiet expression. She opened the package, found historical materials about the Northwest Royal Court, and carefully searched for biographies of various characters.

Rustle~

Ye Jingtang is standing in the corner opposite the room at this time. If you look closely, you can still see it; but his martial arts skills are too high, and he blends in with the environment without making any sound. If you don't pay special attention, he may pass by with your peripheral vision. I can't feel any difference.

When Ye Jingtang found the young lady reading a book, he understood why he wanted to steal historical materials - these things were considered teaching materials of the Wei government-run academy. Students in Beiliang could apply to borrow them, but they had to go through the process, which was long and troublesome.

And when this young lady heard the poem today, she must be thirsty for knowledge and couldn't wait to find out the basics, so she was confused and sent someone to 'borrow' books from White Horse Academy.

But why did the attendant adopt the pseudonym ‘Hua Ning’?

Is it true that his name is Hua Ning, and there is a partner named Hua An...

Even if that were the case, how could we explain thirty thousand taels of silver?

A girl of 17 or 18 years old cannot carry around 30,000 taels of silver as pocket money. This must be an outrageous family situation...

Ye Jingtang was a little confused, because it was not convenient to go out now, so he observed quietly and secretly, hoping to wait for Miss Hua to go to the banquet later before leaving.

As a result, after waiting for only a moment, Ye Jingtang found that he was feeling stuffy. The fingertips of his left hand were burning, as if he had been touched by Burning Bones. His vest also began to sweat. Yuhuo Tu's recovery speed could not keep up with the strength of the medicine. Obviously, It's an unknown poison.

Night Terror Hall secretly thought that something was not right. If the poison was too strong and was not suppressed, it would spread here. There would be no chance to meditate and slowly detoxify. He thought about it and simply stopped doing it, his face turned cold...

——

Swish, swish, swish~

Hua Qingzhi was thirsty for knowledge. If she didn't find out the basis of the poem, she might not be able to sleep tonight. After learning that she had found the book, she ran back halfway through the banquet to read historical materials. When she encountered something suspicious, she copied it with a pen. On paper.

But she hadn't checked for long when she suddenly heard a voice:

"Miss Hua is very diligent. There was a party outside, but she didn't forget to come back and study hard in the middle."

The voice was clear and calm, and it was gradual and not abrupt at all, as if the person who had been standing in front of him had spoken.

Hua Qingzhi was very absorbed. She originally wanted to say something casually, but she immediately realized something was wrong and her body tensed up.

After recognizing this clear voice that I will never forget, I felt happy again.

But after remembering where he was, shock flashed through his eyes again.

? ?

Hua Qingzhi's heart suddenly changed. She raised her eyes and followed the voice, only to see a stern young man standing in front of the window of the room.

Young Master Leng opened the window slowly and looked out at the night scene. His eyes were as bright as cold stars. His long black hair was tied with a gold crown. He was wearing a black robe with gold threads outlining the python and dragon patterns. He was spotless from head to toe and looked very noble. He is as handsome as a well-crafted famous soldier. Even if he can only see his profile, he can still make people look at him for a long time.

Coupled with that slightly cold and serious expression, the condescending aura of a superior came to her face. She said that this was the Empress of Wei disguised as a man. Hua Qingzhi probably didn't dare to deny it.

Hua Qingzhi raised her eyes and saw such a scene. She didn't have time to be shocked that there was a man in the room, so she became very nervous. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but didn't stand up, so she said:

"Master... you..."

Ye Jingtang looked slightly cold, turned around, sat down on the chair slowly, and turned to look at the books on the table:

"I'm a police officer. I just received a report that someone was stealing books from White Horse Academy. I followed the clues and found out here. I didn't expect that the person who stole the books was Miss Hua. Stealing books is still stealing. I didn't expect that this girl is so talented but has such a moral character. …”

Hua Qingzhi was just a talented girl, not a seasoned veteran. When she saw that the handsome young master with whom she had an excellent impression was so serious and disgusted, she suddenly panicked. He quickly said:

"Young Master misunderstood, I just asked my followers to find some history books, I didn't ask them to steal them..."

At this point, Hua Qingzhi felt something was wrong again and looked at Ye Jingtang's clothes carefully:

"Young Master is wearing a python robe..."

Ye Jingtang looked calm: "I come from a prince's family, and I have been trained in the yamen. My official position is indeed a police officer. I came here for the banquet today, so I wore formal clothes."

"Oh, I'm just saying..."

When Hua Qingzhi saw Ye Jingtang today, she felt that this demeanor, demeanor, appearance, and conversation were definitely not something that could be achieved by an ordinary martial artist. At this moment, she suddenly realized, and asked again:

"Which prince is the queen of your dynasty?"

"I……"

Ye Jingtang was about to respond when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He tapped the armrest of the chair and said seriously:

"Don't be too close. Miss Hua, I am investigating you now, not you, I am not interrogating me. If you are honest and frank, you can still be given a lighter sentence. Otherwise, according to the laws of the Wei Dynasty..."

Hua Qingzhi blinked her eyes and said ashamedly:

"My subordinates must be eager to show off, so they went to the academy privately to get the book. I will return it after reading it, and go to the academy in person to apologize..."

Speaking of this, Hua Qingzhi thought of something again and looked at Ye Jingtang again:

"No, this is the Peony Garden, where our envoys are stationed. According to the treaty between the two dynasties, even if one of his subordinates commits a murder, the court should communicate with the chief official of our dynasty and hand over the murderer to be punished. The young master, without the permission of our dynasty, secretly Sneaking into the Peony Garden is basically trampling on the prestige of our country..."

Ye Jingtang naturally knew that he was wrong, but his expression remained the same:

"That's on the table. It's too common to investigate each other in private. I didn't want to show up. Once I got the evidence, I should submit it to the Ministry of Justice, and let the Ministry of Justice come and ask Li Shilang for someone. But the girl and I have a relationship, and I don't want to do it because of such a trivial matter. , ruined the girl's reputation, so I came out to persuade her. I hope the girl can take this as an example and return to her lost ways. If the girl has no regrets and wants to act according to the rules, then I think I have misjudged the person."

"..."

Hua Qingzhi felt really embarrassed when she saw Ye Jingtang say this, and nodded slightly:

"Thank you for your magnanimity, sir. This matter was indeed not authorized by me. I will definitely discipline my followers well."

Ye Jingtang nodded slightly: "As long as you realize your mistakes and can correct them, I will send the book back tomorrow. I will pretend this never happened. I will take my leave first..."

"etc!"

Hua Qingzhi finally caught this handsome young man in the house, how could she let him run away like this? She stood up with the chair in hand, sat on the wheelchair, and slid closer:

"Since the young master is here, I should not miss this moment. I apologize for my arrogance and arrogance in the hospital today..."

Ye Jingtang was a little helpless: "There is no need to apologize. I just copied the works of my predecessors. As a military attache, I don't have much talent and learning. I left directly. I was just afraid that the girl would ask for the truth and expose my shallow knowledge."

Hua Qingzhi didn't believe it at all, slid to the window, blocked the exit, and said softly:

"Young Master is too humble. After I came back today, I asked several people, but they didn't know who wrote that poem. If it was the Young Master's impromptu idea..."

"Eh."

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly and said: "It was written by an old magistrate of the Northwest Royal Court, who once served as the school secretary. I also accidentally saw it in the unofficial history. The reputation is not obvious, so it is normal for the girl not to know..."

"Oh, did that sage leave any other works?"

"Girl, don't be impatient, you will know later."

"Huh?" Hua Qingzhi was a little confused.

Ye Jingtang felt something was wrong with his body and did not dare to stay for a long time. He stood up again and said:

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first. We are destined..."

? ?

How could Hua Qingzhi endure this feeling of being neither up to nor down? She reluctantly stood up and leaned against the window:

"Master, wait a minute, I'll just take the liberty to ask a few questions and then leave..."

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang turned around and walked towards the door.

"Eh?"

Hua Qingzhi was naturally anxious and wanted to run to block the door, but she was too determined to do so. As soon as she took a step, her body stumbled and fell directly to the ground:

"ah!"

Ye Jingtang was filled with despair. He turned around and held Hua Qingzhi's shoulders. He quickly moved her to sit in a wheelchair and quickly let go:

"Girl, the days are long and it's not convenient for me to be here. Can we go out and chat when we have time?"

Hua Qingzhi didn't even realize what was going on, so she sat back in the wheelchair. She didn't have any thoughts of skin-to-skin contact. She blinked:

"I'm really sorry. I know it's not convenient for the young master to stay for a long time. But the little girl really has no one to answer her questions. The young master didn't tell her his name and address. I don't know when we will meet next..."

Ye Jingtang came over wearing a python robe, and Hua Qingzhi would know his identity later when she went out to inquire.

By then he was gone, and even if Beiliang knew that he had been there, it would be empty talk.

And now that he was announcing his family status, if Miss Hua continued to yell, he would probably have no choice but to silence her.

For this reason, Ye Jingtang just said: "I have official duties and am really busy. Otherwise, I will give you a match. If you can match it, I will sit down and chat with you slowly; if you can't match it, just wait." How about we discuss it in detail when you figure it out?"

Hua Qingzhi felt that the Night Jing Hall was a test of her talent and learning, to see if she was qualified to sit down and communicate, so she sat up straighter:

"Sir, please tell me."

Ye Jingtang didn't remember much, because he was feeling depressed and flustered, so he said directly:

"In Matsushita Go, the pine pieces fall with the chess pieces. Right."

Hua Qingzhi blinked her eyes and said without thinking:

"Watching plum blossoms in the snow, snowflakes always bloom with them?"

hiss? ! ! !

Ye Jingtang's expression was stunned, he stood up a little straighter, and hesitated to speak. At this time, he finally understood what it felt like for Qiu Tianhe and others to discuss martial arts with him - this was too scary!

Seeing Ye Jingtang's serious eyes, Hua Qingzhi winced her neck slightly:

"It's a little different, huh? Well... I'll think about it again..."

Ye Jingtang didn't dare to stay any longer. If he continued to chat, he was afraid that he would be lured into staying the night by a few words from this young lady. He turned around and said:

"Girl, think about it slowly, I'll take the first step and see you again if we are destined."

Hua Qingzhi frowned slightly and thought hard. This time she did not stop anyone, but said softly:

"Master, walk slowly."

"Farewell."

…

After Ye Jingtang went out and left, Hua Qingzhi silently recited the couplets and rolled her wheelchair around the room, but before she could think of a more suitable one, she noticed something was wrong out of the corner of her eye.

Looking around in the blink of an eye, there was a faint red mark on the right shoulder that Ye Jingtang had just held.

Hua Qingzhi pulled her sleeves and looked around, only to see a red fingerprint. She didn't immediately realize that this was a strange poison she had left in the jewelry box to prevent thieves. If she didn't take the antidote, the poison would soon develop.

? !

Hua Qingzhi finally understood why the young master left in a hurry. She felt a little anxious and wanted to call out to the Beiliang soldiers outside to come and look for someone. However, she also knew that the Southern Dynasty officials secretly sneaked into the Peony Garden, which would be a big scandal to both dynasties. At the moment, she just Neng came to the window and called:

"Hua Ning? Hua Ning?..."

"Here you go... Miss, do you have anything to say?"

Hua Qingzhi suppressed her emotions and tried her best to calmly say:

"Go to the banquet hall and see if there is a noble man wearing a black python robe. If not, go to Da Wei and ask. You must find him."

"The python robe is still black..."

During the Wei Dynasty, Xuanhong was the most popular color, so the python robes were divided into "black, red, purple, green, and green." Black python robes were generally only given to princes, princes, or particularly important officials.

Hua Ning felt that if there were such people in the entire Furong Pond, they would not be more than one finger in number, so it should not be difficult to find them, so he quickly ran out...