Vol 3 Chapter 56: Hide from the sky

The sky is bright, the north wind is whistling, and the undulating buildings and palaces in the red walls of the square are enveloped by a group of murderous air, depressed and dull. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cc网o
The leaders of Leng Qingtang and Cheng Wanli quietly turned into the Qinming Hall by themselves, followed by six Dongchang Fanwei behind them. Two of them carried a thick wooden bar on their shoulders, and a large wooden box with iron hoops and copper rivets was hung on the bar.
Fanwei stopped below the long and wide marble jade steps, and the wooden box fell to the ground.
Leng Qingtang and Cheng Wanli ascended the heights, and met Zhang Jihai, the new imperial general manager, under the corridor, and asked him to enter the hall to pass on. In a moment, the walked out, shaking hands and asked Leng Qingtang to enter the hall.
Leng Qingtang Li Zheng crossed the entry barrier, nodded and knelt before the dragon couch.
On the bed was the middle-aged man in the bright yellow shirt, his eyes darkened and bloodshot, showing that he could not sleep well all night.
At this moment, his face was gloomy, and his silent aura was also a kind of coldness without anger and prestige, with the nobility and courage of the royal family.
The day before Yinshan put down the rebellion, and then there were actions in the palace. The East Factory and the Forbidden Army launched a large-scale purge operation, taking down a total of 57 people from Hu Shun and his party members.
As the imperial chief in charge of taking the lead in committing crimes, and staying in the deep palace for twenty years without others knowing it, Emperor Xiao was also sitting on pins and needles while he was out of power.
It seems that what he did more than 20 years ago, after all, could not contain the fire in paper.
Now a fragrant clear-green figure was creeping, and the emperor's lips moved and he was quietly relieved.
"Chen Leng Qingtang rushed back to Yinshan with a flying horse, and came to meet the emperor."
The emperor raised his eyes lazily, and only asked quietly, "What is the result?"
"The minister has fulfilled his mission and has wiped out all the rebels hiding in the imperial mausoleum. There are now more than a hundred and two alive. He is the former head of Tianyanmen, the remaining part of Hongzun. His leader entered the imperial palace at night to create a fake person. Suddenly killed himself. o"
Emperor Xiao's long and narrow eyes were raised, and there was a sharp sharpness in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Where is the corpse now?"
"The minister is afraid that the body will have dirty holy eyes, so he put it into a wooden box and carried it outside the temple. How to deal with it, I hope the holy."
Emperor Xiao moved quietly, and a little immediately knelt before his feet, bending himself to put on the dragon boots for the emperor.
The emperor was helped by him and walked back and forth, his deep eyes never looked at Leng Qingtang:
"Bring it into the hall."
Leng Qingtang lowered his head and moved slightly, as if a sneer was hidden at the corner of his mouth:
"The minister follows the decree."
A look at Cheng Wanli outside the hall, and when the wooden box quickly entered the hall and steadily fell to the ground, a dull noise immediately rang from the empty hall, which shook in his ears.
The emperor turned around quickly, and the yellow robe of dragon sleeves flew in the air, and his dim pupils became sharp and frosty at this moment.
"Open the box for me!"
Grandpa Zhang was a little worried. The real dragon emperor's shelter should be clean and meticulous. Not only are dead people entering right now, but the emperor has to go and inspect the corpse in person. What if the holy driver is disturbed?
The emperor was dissatisfied, his gloomy eyes cast a sharp look at Father Zhang, and he pulled his face and said sharply:
"I am the honorable person of the ninety-five years. This lonely ghost living work will only play on mystery, and can't tell me how, now that I am dead, I need a living person for fear that he will fail? Dongchang admiral, go and cover that box. I open it!"
"The emperor calms down his anger, and the minister obeys his orders. Net o"
Leng Qingtang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he uncovered the heavy nail box lid in front of the wooden box and looked at the coldly curled corpse inside, with a pair of clear eyes flickering.
Emperor Xiao took a step closer and looked at it, his expression tense for a moment, and a hint of panic was hidden.
The person in the wooden box died for a long time, his body was slightly swollen, and a but not too stale smell spread out.
His face was covered by a metal mask, his facial features could not be seen clearly, the mysterious cloak was stained with blood, and there was an obvious wound on his right rib. The dark brown blood on it had already solidified.
"Come, take off his mask and let me see his face clearly!"
Leng Qingtang did as instructed, removing the mask from the body, revealing a handsome and gray face.
The emperor looked at him for a long time, the expression on his face was unpredictable, and then his brows couldn't help bouncing, and a yin air swept across his spine. In an instant, the blood all over his body was solidified, and his body was dumb and unconscious.
Leng Qingtang hurriedly closed the lid of the wooden box when he found something wrong, and the sound of "　" awakened Emperor Xiao. The narrow eyes opened, two bright flames clustered in his eyes.
"The admiral of the East Factory stays, I have something to explain."
When the emperor spoke, the others did not dare to delay, they lifted the wooden boxes and exited the hall. Father Zhang finally left the temple, and the door of the temple closed immediately.
"Sure enough, he... he wasn't dead at all. In the past, he played the emperor's favorite flute in the palace. Then I thought about it..."
Emperor Xiao stood opposite Lengqingtang with his hand, his facial features condensed.
The first ray of morning light shone on the window lattices, reflecting the beautifully carved Yunluohuahua on the half of God's cheek, making the whole face overlap with Yin and Yang, looking strange and strange.
"In the past, I had wronged Zheng Ran. Not only did he fail to remove the roots of Old Jiu, but he also fooled me with the corpse of someone. It was simply a deception."
The emperor looked directly at Leng Qingtang and spoke slowly, his eyes were cold and sharp, and at the moment his eyes cracked, it was like a sharp sword penetrating Leng Qingtang’s heart without any barriers, translucent what he wanted to see. .
Leng Qingtang bowed and arched his hands. The moment he lowered his head, Feng's eyes widened, and a fierce light flashed by inside.
The corners of his mouth poured out a smirk, the handsome man's eyebrows were full of frost, but his posture held a humble attitude:
"Even though Hu Shun is dead at the moment, Hidden Mountain rebelled against the party but left alive. As long as the emperor ordered, the minister would send someone to a few people to confirm the identity of the corpse."
The emperor was suspicious of nature, and his words just now meant that he would knock the mountain and shake the tiger. He deliberately revisited the old things, using the analogy of Baishuiguan to find out Leng Qingtang's reaction.
Indeed, it was easy for Dongchang to find a corpse from Fanwei who was killed in the rebellion and serve as a substitute for the masked man.
How could Leng Qingtang fail to hear what the emperor said, so he could not tire of deceit and put the emperor down to see his performance.
Sure enough, as he expected, the emperor immediately smiled on his back and walked back to the front of the dragon couch.
Leng Qingtang was very eye-catching, and stepped forward to serve the emperor and wear a crown.
The emperor raised his hands flat and waited by Leng Qingtang, his eyebrows narrowed and his eyes were free, and he said in a wide mouth:
"You can do things, I can believe it. Old Nine, Old Nine, already escaped from chasing and killing back then, is it not beautiful to live in the world, but to fight against me, and eventually die in my hands..."
Leng Qingtang bent over to gather the jade belt for the emperor, and answered:
"The emperor's true dragon's order, anyone who commits chaos or unfaithfulness has a dead end."
Emperor Xiao raised his eyebrows and nodded with a chuckle:
"Well, you have always been the most knowledgeable in practice, and you are a hundred times smarter than Pei Ru. Back then, I deliberately cultivated her, and clearly pointed her to Zheng Ranshi to be my eyes and ears, but I didn't want her to become the same as Zheng Ran in the end."
His heart was full of hatred like a raging flame, and all his limbs were painful. The unworthy man still looked as silent as a peaceful lake, and the wind couldn't stir up half of the waves. The ten fingers with distinct knuckles support the flat corners of the silky clothes, and the movements are skillful without any need to stay.
"Hu Shun's party feather is still locked in Ye Ting. How to deal with it depends on the emperor's will."
"Later, I will make an order to give the fifty-seven people to be tortured, together with the wooden box, to whip their corpses in the Wumen Square. Order the civil and military officials and the servants of the palace to observe the punishment. Let them know that they don’t respect the emperor. , Those who are unfaithful to me will end up like this. As for Yinshan’s 100 singles and two buried alive, let them follow the emperor forever. Well, go and do things."
The emperor waved his hand in sorrow.
"Weichen retired."
Leng Qingtang leaned all the way out of Qinming Hall.
As he turned around, his complexion changed abruptly, and Leng Qingtang walked down the marble jade step by step, with his fists clenched in his sleeves, his facial features were condensed with mist and hard to disperse, making people confused.
He convinced Emperor Xiao by concealing the truth that the ninth son of the emperor "Hua Nan He", born in Xiyi and Lan Fei, was dead, but he was unable to save many other lives. This blood debt will one day beg back from the person sitting high on the dragon chair!