Cao Wei hurriedly walked into the schoolyard with a squad. A group of officers and soldiers were waiting with torches, and thousands of imperial guards stood in the middle.

"Get on the horse!" Before we could check the number of people, Cao Wei shouted loudly and turned over to the horse and led the army to quickly rush towards the city.

On the other side, in the Khitan Inn, Deputy Envoy Yi Xin sat at the table, his face looming in the candlelight.

Not long after, a gentle knock came from outside the door.

Yi Xin looked excited and stood up and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

"Sir!" A Khitan man walked in quickly and whispered in Yi Xin's ear.

Yi Xin listened and nodded gently from time to time.

After the person who was passing the message finished speaking, Yi Xin immediately waved his hand and signaled the other party to go out.

The Khitan clasped his fists and turned around and left quickly.

Yi Xin was silent for a while, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his gloomy face.

Outside the inn gate, the lanterns on the pole emitted a pale light, swaying gently with the night wind, reflecting the entire Khitan inn, which looked gloomy and terrifying. From a distance, it looked like a ghost house.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from afar, and a large group of imperial guards rushed over and quickly surrounded the inn and was unable to penetrate the wind and rain.

The Eight King and General Cao arrived on horseback. The two of them dismounted outside the gate and threw the reins at their side. The Eight King strode forward and broke into the gate. General Cao looked cold and solemn, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes, and followed him with a knife.

He stepped forward and pushed the door, but did not push it. The Eight King turned sideways and made a move away, waved his hand and ordered indifferently: "Crash it open!"

"yes!"

The imperial guards shouted in unison, rushed over with long spears, and banged open the door with a bang.

At this time, the Khitan soldiers who were alarmed rushed out, and were furious to see this, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. But after all, there were too few people, and in the blink of an eye, they were forced to retreat by the Rulin spear of the Imperial Guard.

"Wow!" The large group of imperial guards held torches and their armors rustled, like tigers entering the mountains and forests, rushed into the yard quickly from both sides, illuminating the yard brightly.

At this time, the Khitan deputy envoy Yi Xin brought a few people to usher in disarray, and tied his clothes while walking.

Seeing the Eight Kings and General Cao, Yi Xin paused first, with fear in his eyes, but then he gritted his teeth and rushed forward angrily: "Eight Kings, General Cao, you, the Song Kingdom has repeatedly entered my inn, what is your intention?"

Since he came out, the Eight Kings have been staring at him. Seeing that he was afraid first and then angry, he couldn't help but frown and waved his hand.

General Cao ordered in a deep voice: "Search!"

When the imperial guards received the order, they immediately divided into small teams and rushed around with torches.

"What are you doing?"

The Eight King smiled slightly and walked forward two steps: "I received a secret report, and some evil people broke into the noble envoy's residence. For the sake of the noble envoy's safety, I offended it."

"You...you..." Yi Xin was angry at first, then seemed to think of something, and immediately looked around and saw that a large group of Song troops had already started to search everywhere.

Cao Wei looked like Yi Xin, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, stepped forward, leaned against the Eight King's ear and whispered: "Prince, I can't find it like this. Even if Ha Fan escapes back, I'm afraid there will be a way out."

"Oh? Then what about you?" The Eight King immediately asked in a low voice when he heard this.

"As far as I see, if Ha Fan escaped here, he would not show his true face. He would probably pretend to be someone else and miss it..." Cao Wei's face was slightly cold: "Prince, we and the Khitans have long been in contact with each other. At this time, we don't care about face anymore, so we just called out everyone here and checked them out one by one."

"This..." The Eight King was shocked and looked at Cao Wei, thinking that if he did this, it would be almost no different from tearing his face!

Seeing the Eight Kings hesitating, Cao Wei shook his head and advised, "Why should the prince be concerned at this time? According to the ministers, Ha Fan came to search for Tuibeitu and must have been the will of their master, otherwise he would have taken action against Kongsang Temple before entering the capital. Since they can be the first day of the lunar month, why can't we do the fifteenth day of the lunar month? If they blindly give in, they may become more serious next time. It's better to just take this opportunity to hit them."

"But..." The Eight King kept nodding when he heard this, but from his perspective, he had to think more. If the other party was really angry and took the opportunity to start a war, wouldn't he become a sinner of the Song Dynasty?

Cao Wei understood when he saw his expression. He couldn't help but sigh and could only speak: "Prince, you are kind-hearted and endure in everything. You just want to live a harmonious life. But can those Khitan barbarians be the same? Don't forget, these people are ambitions! Think about it, with their temperament, if you want to start a war, do you need to find a reason? By the same token, if they don't want to fight, they will never break up with us just because they have lost such a little face. This... is actually an opportunity to test their attitude!"

The Eight King thought for a moment and nodded heavily: "Just do it like this, just look at the arrangement, the Lone King will bear the responsibility if something happens."

Cao Wei was happy, immediately clasped his fists, turned his head to look, and attracted a personal soldier and whispered to him.

...

A quarter of an hour later, the yard was already full of people.

A small school student of Song Bing held a brush and a roster, standing not far from the Eight Kings and Cao Wei. From time to time, soldiers came forward to report a few words, and he marked the roster.

Another soldier left after reporting, the school closed the roster, walked to the Eight Kings, and reported in a low voice.

"Prince, the number of people matches the list, not one is too many, and not one is too many."

"We have checked them all." The Eight King frowned.

"I have checked it all, the Lord is not here."

Ha Fan hasn't come back?

But where else can he escape?

The Eight King pondered for a moment, coughed, looked at Yi Xin, who was still angry, and smiled and said, "The deputy envoy Yi Xin, the evil man is cunning and does not know where to hide. The envoy should pay attention to safety. I am anxious to capture the murderer, so I will say goodbye!"

He finished speaking, and without waiting for an answer, he turned around and left.

Yi Xin pointed at his back, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything.

Cao Wei followed the Eight Kings out, and the two lowered their heads and said a few words. When they walked out of the gate of the inn, they heard Cao Wei shouting to the soldiers: "The evil man has not been captured yet, so I have guarded the inn for me to prevent the evil man from harassing the foreign envoy!"

"yes!"

The Song army agreed loudly, and then scattered into troops and surrounded the inn and broke into a mess.

Yi Xin stood in the yard and saw the situation outside, looking angry, but except for a heavy snorkeling, he did nothing else.

Hearing Yi Xin's angry hum, Cao Wei turned around with his knife, looked at the inn, and smiled: "Come here! I'm nearby, set up a tent! This general wants to protect the Khitan himself!"

The soldiers answered in unison: "As for your order!"

On the other side, Tai Sui and Xuan Xuanzi and Di Ling stood at the gate of the yard, looking at the torches of the Liao people's office in the distance.

Di Lingzi suddenly noticed something, shook his body, and took a step forward, reaching out to protect Tai Sui and Xuan Xuanzi.

"Who?" Di Ling shouted in a deep voice.

The wind flew in the clothes, and a figure fell from the sky, landing steadily beside them. It was the willow Suifeng, who had been missing for a long time.

Di Lingzi stopped in surprise: "It's you."

Tai Sui was even more surprised: "Liu Fox? Why are you here?"

Liu Suifeng, who had always been smiling, looked cold at Tai Sui and said in a deep voice: "Someone rescued Ha Fan. The Eighth Prince and General Cao searched the Khitans' inn, but did not find Ha Fan."

"Hafan was rescued?" Tai Sui was surprised.

Liu Suifeng nodded: "I came here to tell you, be careful, I have to go back to Beidousi first."

Tai Sui frowned and nodded.
Chapter completed!