Children of Loulan

Chapter 262 It’s a pity

However, the Grand Historian was not frightened by his words. On the contrary, he felt relieved.

The Grand Historian looked at the man in black calmly and said, "Your Excellency is such a joke. Nothing has been found out about this case yet. Killing me now will not explain anything. If he is really my mortal enemy, he will kill me when all the evidence points to me, which will catch him off guard. Or he will secretly collect evidence and expose it after I am executed. That will be a heavy blow. It will also kill him. Killing me now will not benefit him at all."

The black-clothed man narrowed his eyes slightly at the analysis of the Grand Historian, revealing a hint of surprise. He did not expect that the Grand Historian could come up with such a brilliant deduction so quickly.

The Grand Historian continued, "Although you wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, you didn't expect that the knife would have its own ideas, right?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha, what a smart Taishi Ling! In that case, I'll give you a chance. Guess, will you die today?" The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light again, and the threat was self-evident.

The words of the man in black seemed like a provocation, as if telling Tai Shi Ling that if he said no, he would be killed immediately. However, facing the threat of the man in black, Tai Shi Ling seemed extremely calm. He slowly raised his legs, gently placed them on the bed, and then pulled the quilt over his legs, his movements graceful and calm.

"No, you are not here to kill me today." Tai Shi Ling's voice was calm and firm, as if he had already seen through everything.

The man in black was very surprised at the calmness of Taishi Ling, but he was not scared. With a flash of cold light, the sharp sword pointed directly at Taishi Ling's throat, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to dodge. However, Taishi Ling did not retreat at all. He just sat quietly and watched the black-clad man's sword swing towards him. Just as the sword was about to pierce Taishi Ling's throat, the man in black suddenly stopped his action, and the tip of the sword was only a finger away from Taishi Ling's skin.

The man in black laughed softly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "I never thought that the Grand Historian would be so courageous. Why don't you guess who I am?"

The Grand Historian smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a trace of wisdom and calmness: "Now, there are only three princes jointly investigating this case, and they were able to find me so quickly and without leaving any clues. I think it must be the work of the three princes."

The black-clothed man suddenly stiffened and his voice became a little low: "Why are you so sure?"

The corners of Taishi Ling's mouth slightly raised, and he chuckled: "Because a real assassin would not say so much nonsense to me, and would have killed him with one sword long ago!"

The man in black sighed helplessly, revealing a trace of regret in his tone: "Ah, I really didn't expect that with the wisdom of the Grand Historian, he is just a small fifth-rank official. It's a pity!"

The Grand Historian sneered with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "What does it matter whether you are a high-ranking official or a low-ranking official? You will die anyway when the time comes. However, it is a good thing that my official position is not high, otherwise it would be difficult to send my family away without anyone knowing..." His words were full of endless sarcasm and indignation, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction with the entire court.

The man in black was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If you don't want to die, and don't want your family to become wanted criminals, would you consider cooperating with me?"

The Grand Historian did not hesitate to ask the black-clad man for the olive branch he had offered. "How can we cooperate?"

The man in black said in a low voice: "Then please, sir, tell me everything related to this case!"

Tai Shi Ling sighed, "But I don't know much. If you don't have any clues at the moment, you can send someone to keep an eye on my housekeeper. He may know more than I do!"

The man in black frowned, "Butler? Are you sure?"

The Grand Historian nodded without hesitation, "Well, as long as we send someone to keep an eye on him, you will know soon."

In the Prince Xuan's Palace, after Baier left Mo Ming, he intentionally or unintentionally observed the expressions between Bai Xi and his sister, and also redefined Bai Xi as a person with a scrutinizing attitude.

Because she felt that what Mo Ming said was very correct. If Bai Xi was really a gentleman with good character, then it would definitely be much better for her sister to marry him than those hypocritical men out there. Moreover, Bai Xi was the housekeeper of the palace. With the young lady and herself guarding by her side, even if her sister quarreled with Bai Xi in the future, she would be able to stand up and help her sister vent her anger immediately.

In fact, when Dal was hesitant, she took the initiative to talk to Hanguli about this matter, but Hanguli had already seen through her thoughts and understood that she didn't really like Baixi in her heart, she just simply didn't hate him.

In addition, Bai Xi is the steward of the palace, and Dal is unwilling to leave her, so she is so entangled in whether to marry Bai Xi. In this way, she can stay in the palace and continue to serve him.

Therefore, Hanguli hoped that Dar could listen to his inner voice, put himself first, and not always put himself first. So Hanguli persuaded Dar not to force himself if he really didn't like Baixi, because doing so would not only hurt himself, but also Baixi.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window into the study room of Prince Xuan's mansion. The three brothers sat at the desk, discussing the case with serious expressions.

"According to what the Grand Historian said, it seems that the Shangshu and the seller from the Tang Dynasty had more than just this transaction. They also had other business dealings, but he doesn't know the specifics. In addition, the steward in the Shangshu's house is likely to be his spy." Batur reported the latest clues to his two brothers.

Aidil frowned. "Didn't we send someone to monitor his butler? Did we find anything?"

Keremu went on to say: "In addition to having contact with Aguli, he also secretly met with a mysterious man. However, the true identity of this man is still under investigation."

After thinking for a moment, Aidier asked, "Could it be someone from the Shangshu Mansion? After all, the Grand Historian said that he should be sent by the Shangshu."

Keremu shook his head. "There is no solid evidence yet, so we can't jump to conclusions. How about this? Go to the villages and mountains near the capital tomorrow and check them one by one. After all, hollowing out the center of the stone and filling it with inferior materials requires a lot of manpower and material support."

Batur nodded in agreement: "That's a good idea. Maybe we can find some useful clues."

Aidier stood up and said with a firm look, "Okay, then I will go with my third brother to investigate tomorrow."

Keremu shook his head and said, "No, if the three of us come to investigate this matter, we must have been spotted by others. Our every move is in their eyes, so we should send some people to check it out quietly. We must not alert the enemy."

Batur nodded in agreement, and then said, "Well, big brother is right. We really can't show up in person at this time. We can only send people to do it quietly, and we have to send people to secretly protect the Grand Historian, because he can't die at the moment. If the Shangshu knows that we have looked for him, then the Shangshu will most likely kill him directly to silence him."