Chapter 132: .Xueluojingcheng (Part 2)

There are few pedestrians on the cold winter and snowy night, and even the carriage drivers who usually have to run through the streets until late at night, because of the dark and slippery roads, they have to work early, making the city particularly quiet.
In the peaceful atmosphere of this city, a place that can be called a lively place, perhaps it is indispensable to count the impervious southern study in the apse of the fortified imperial palace.
The brightly lit royal study was completely dark at the moment, and the only light source came from the silver screen hanging in the middle of the inner wall. What is being screened on the screen is exactly the preliminaries of the Rock City Mercenary Conference. Just look at the wide angle of view that covers the small half of the arena from top to bottom, and the cheering and noise close at hand. I am afraid this video is not from the official. It was filmed secretly by someone.
The ruler of the empire, the emperor, Xin Odwen, was sitting on the wooden armchair opposite, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, smiling, watching the dueling figure flashing on the curtain quite intently.
The video recording method of this image is very unprofessional. The light in the picture is slightly dark and yellow, and the viewing angle is too far. Even the faces of the players are not very clear. With the messy vocal interference, it is really hard to call it a good one. A qualified work.
However, the emperor still looked attentively, almost without blinking his eyes. Every time the contestant was divided into victory or defeat, he also nodded or shook his head and commented softly. It seems that there is something hidden in those ordinary figures, which makes this almost omnipresent supreme of a country feel deeply. Deeply attracted.
But such a state of addiction did not last long. As the eight low bells rang in the room, the switch of the new projector in the corner was suddenly turned off, and the picture on the screen was suddenly interrupted. The bright yellow light once again lit up from the mana lamp behind him, and Colonel Ye Chi, wearing a spotless dark green uniform, walked silently to the curtain, pulling the chain to gradually rise to the sky.
The emperor’s interest was disturbed for no reason. The smile on the corner of the emperor’s mouth disappeared instantly, and he put the teacup on the desk again, and scolded the back of the person who was in the way,
You’re really disappointed!

The officer did not reply in half. After hanging up the curtain, he buckled the pendant back on the wall, went back to the table and opened a three-layer insulated wooden box, took out the still hot medicinal eye mask, and walked to the emperor’s side. Pass.
His unheard-of attitude made Xin even more unhappy, and he didn't want to reach out to pick it up. He narrowed his slender phoenix eyes and stared at the opposite empty wall, raising his finger lightly. After the gray light of the magical power of manipulating the metal flashed, the chain pendant fastened by the officer bounced out automatically, and the curtain that had lost its fixed object fell again, covering the entire wall. Immediately after him, he flicked his fingers again, and turned on the projector behind him as if plucking a string, and the pulsating picture appeared on the screen again.
Although the image on the screen is more difficult to distinguish because of the shining magic lamp, the emperor still cocked his mouth again, seemingly attractive, but he didn't think that it was suddenly black. The blindfold that was hot and mixed with herbs directly covered his face, and was tied behind his head by the officer's powerful hands. At last he couldn't see anything...
Ye Chi couldn't help but tell him to put on the blindfold, close the thermal insulation wooden box and glance back. With a straight face, the emperor controlled more than a dozen marble-sized iron around the armrest of the wooden chair to vent his dissatisfaction.
He didn't care at all. Eight o'clock in the evening was the time set by the emperor for eye treatment. Since it was set, he should follow it. However, he looked at the iron that were spinning like lightning, and he paused for a while before finally withdrawing his hand that wanted to turn off the noisy projector.
The two of them were silent, and there was still only a mess of shouts reverberating in the room. It wasn't until the end of the film that the human voice gradually faded. The emperor finally suppressed his anger, waved his hand to disperse the iron ball that was spinning around, and tapped a few times on the armrest of the wooden chair. He said to himself with emotion: " This camcorder is really amazing, it's as immersive as it is. If I knew that, I had to let the clouds stay in Rock City for a few more days and then record a few more images."
He seemed to forget that it was his sudden call that caused the spy leader to leave the scene halfway through, and he was very sorry in his words. However, the officer stood at the table indifferently with his sword in his hands, and said nothing.
The emperor expressed his experience alone, but there was not even a stubble next to him, and he suddenly felt boring. He also knew that this old friend never chatted with others. He raised his hand to support the blindfold that was so hot with the sealed medicine. He waved his hand into an iron fan. While shaking it to dissipate heat, he asked about the business: "There is something new in the south. Is the news coming?"
"Nothing." The officer replied in a low voice like gold.
"...It has been delayed for nearly a week. If you still can't find a clue, just let them come back, so as not to let people find out that something has happened.
"Ok……"
The attack on the prince caused a disturbance in the court. Although the emperor was silent on the surface, he immediately mobilized a large number of spy and sacred inspectors to the scene, trying to find out some clues, but at present, the results are quite disappointing.
"By the way, tomorrow I will send someone to the college to check the dormitory of Jiehai..." Xin recalled the few figures that appeared in the middle of the screen just now, and couldn't help but frown, "I always feel that it is too coincidental. This boy is exactly From that fishing village, will it also be involved in this matter?"
Before Ye Chi answered, the emperor knew that he could not make a final conclusion, shaking the iron fan and fell into deep thought.
Jie Hai was the little apprentice admitted by the high priest himself, and naturally became the object of the royal family's attention. All of his identity and experience have long been made into files and placed in the secret library of the South Study Room. This foreign boy looks ordinary, but there is still some mystery that is puzzling. The emperor still can’t figure out how Shun has nothing to do with this young man, how could he become a good friend, and even the crown of the high priest is baffled with him...
When it comes to the high priest, the emperor has a strange sense of unreality in his heart. It was bizarre that Jiehai disappeared in the college square inexplicably, and the reaction of that person to this was even more unpredictable.
At first, I didn’t hesitate to leave Beijing to look for it. It seemed that this matter was highly valued. But according to what I saw in the video just now, after meeting the boy, Mianxia did not bring anyone back to the holy tower for public interrogation. Instead, he stayed in Yancheng to participate in the service. The General Assembly of soldiers seems to be instructing him to practice... Such care and care really made the emperor feel incredible.
The power of the Saint Profound is rare, but there is no shortage of records in the vast volume of the Saint Tower. I have never seen Mianxia be so concerned about a person before...
Thinking of the power of the mysterious power, the emperor remembered a private matter again, and there was a relative who had practiced this mysterious power before. Although he was obscured by the blindfold, he turned his head slightly and asked in the direction of Ye Chi: "How is Ye Tong's situation? Isn't it going to get better?"
"Hmm..." There was no emotional ups and downs in the officer's unchanging answer.
"Your aunt is also a hard-working person..." The emperor was a little sad, lifted the high-speed iron fan a few times in front of the blindfold, and sighed again. "Send her back to Yun'an, my hometown. Better."
The officer didn't say a word. Xin knew that he had already remembered it. He shook his fan and thought of his little apprentice who surreptitiously returned to Beijing but didn't come to the palace to report to him. He asked, "Stay as far as possible in the Bingquan Hotel?"
"Ok……"
"I haven't been in the palace for a week since I came back to report. It's not a good idea to treat official documents as a trifle?" The emperor snapped his fan, his face showed a little bit of displeasure, "Find someone to call him over. Who knows about the South Island except him? After going through, you have to tell me to understand."
The officer didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something. The emperor waited for a long time and didn't hear a response. He remembered his son who had never visited the palace after returning to Beijing. He felt his chest was blocked, and he opened the iron fan and shook it a few times, then immediately said: " Call Shun too...what's the matter with these two boys, one is frowning and the other is hiding. If you have anything to say, just say it to your face."
"Um..." Ye Chi answered.
The emperor froze for a while, and immediately understood what he meant. He dare to think that both of them are the parties involved, and that one is blamed for unfairness, and it should be considered that the two of them must have the same crime! He seldom sees an old friend so caressing, the depression is half relieved immediately, and he can't help shaking his head and laughing: "Just you love him, he doesn't know you are good."
The officer was silent, and Xin didn't tease him anymore, shook the fan and recalled the long past, and gradually became a little startled. In this unmanned secret room, he only heard the sound of the second hand gear in his ears, and the shaking fan in his hand was gradually slowed down by thoughts deposited like mud, and finally stopped.
He sat stiffly on the wooden chair, stupefied, not knowing what he was thinking of, after a long time he finally moved his fingers to close the fans one by one, and sighed slightly exhaustedly: "It's hard for you..."
These words are headless and brainless, which is really hard to understand. But the officer naturally understood what he was talking about, but he still didn't respond. He just looked down at the insulated wooden box on the table. There seemed to be a trace of melancholy on the statue-like face, but it was as fast as a shooting star, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Second clean.
The night is getting darker.
The lower Zhuqi pavilion on the east side outside the imperial city is the Prince's Palace. Unlike the imperial palace built of dark ebony, the overall tone of the East Palace is much more vivid. The vermillion pillar arches and dark golden glazed tiles symbolize the rising sun, revealing vitality.
The heavy snow swayed down from the dark clouds, and the eaves were covered with a white flowery light, which was illuminated by the white paper lanterns hanging around, and it reflected the coldness. In this shining night, only the warm light surging like flames in front of the open main hall door can slightly contain the unbridled snowflakes in the cold wind.
The copper braziers at the four corners of the main hall were burning with red incense and charcoal, turning the cold winter night into warm spring. There was a low square table in the center with several wine utensils. The three of them knelt around the square table, watching the snow drifting outside the gate, while drinking, they had a different kind of elegance and fun.
The main seat facing the gate was sitting Prince Shun in a black palace robe. Although he is the initiator of today’s party, he has no intention of taking care of the guests due to his bad mood. Smile.
On his left hand, Monk Shui Ling leaned against the table in a red and colorful silk skirt, shaking his slender fingers, counting the dozen or so wine bottles on the table back and forth. Whenever it stopped, a ball of water would automatically jump out of the bottle, tremblingly traversed, and fell into her slightly smiling mouth, and finally a blush was soaked on her cheeks.
Opposite her was a handsome man in a snow-white robe, looking at Mo who was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with sword eyebrows and willow eyes, quite heroic, and his cheeks were not as fine and smooth as those of ordinary Taraguo people, with a little rough wheat color of wind and sun. On his side stood a half-height wooden cabinet of tung oil, full of cuvettes of different styles. From time to time, he poured some unknown liquid medicine from the bottle, added it to the wide-mouthed wine bowl in front of him, picked it up, and drank it all in a bold gesture.
Everyone at the table was silent, only listening to the whirling north wind outside the house, the atmosphere seemed a bit embarrassing.
The relationship between these three people is not close or not far.
The white-clothed man was named Yun Buyi. He was the chief figure in charge of the imperial spy, and was also a named disciple of the imperial commander Ye Chi. He followed in the imperial city since he was a child, and he has been in the generations, and he has to call him as far as he can. Brother". He had been under the emperor's order to investigate, and he had just rushed back from Yancheng today. He heard that the prince had been in Beijing for a few days, so he came to visit in the name of snow appreciation. In fact, he was mostly trying to pick up some fine wine from Shun's treasure.
Ling went back to Beijing with the prince last week. He has lived in the name of rehabilitating his wounds until now. He spends all day listening to the city's radio and drinking wine in the apse, and he feels a bit of a happy vacation. Only because of the accident in the Nandao Fishing Village, Shun felt guilty for the accidentally injured person, so she was able to stay.
The female monk is not a person who can sit comfortably. After a few more sips, she couldn't hold back anymore. She yawned lazily, pressed her deeply cumbersome chest on the table, and laughed at the opposite white-clothed youth with a three-point drink: "It's not the same, you can be considered a mess now, there are so many people under your hand, tsk tsk, so majestic! When will you take my sister to the backyard of the palace?"
Hearing this, the man couldn't help holding up his wine glass and comparing it to the upper position. He laughed: "How do I have the right to take people into the palace at will. If you leave the master without asking, instead you ask me, don't you want to be near and far?"
The female monk glanced at Shun, the prince's unchanging cold face made her roll her eyes, and smiled softly: "You mean him? He doesn't even bother to say a word all day, I can't count on it. !"
The prince was absent-minded and didn't pay attention to what they were saying. He vaguely saw the "senior brother" raise a glass and thought that he was going to toast, and subconsciously picked up the wine glass in response, but he was shocked by the other party.
Yun also smiled and drank the bowl of wine in one sip in response to his gesture, and then saw that Shun put down the cup again and still didn't drink, he joked: "I haven't seen him for a long time, your Highness actually stopped drinking? If not, Come and self-made medicinal wine?"
The prince slanted a glance at him and did not answer, the monk water instead laughed and cursed, "You have a dirty smell of medicinal wine, who wants to drink it! People are in a bad mood, don't add to it." Be careful to blame you."
"It turns out that your highness is in a bad mood, but I was wrong, and should be punished..." The white-clothed man shook his head and smiled, as if he had just noticed the prince's unusual state.
He controlled a large number of royal secret agents under his hand. He didn't know the situation of the prince, but he didn't question him. He stretched out his hand to fill the wine glass and added a few drops of secret medicine liquid to it. He drank it and laughed loudly: "In that case, Then I will also tell your Royal Highness about my bad things, which is purely Bo Jun smile.
He didn't care whether the other party could answer or not, and he vomited bitterness: "It's not far away, it's what happened last night. You also know that my supernatural power can only be displayed under the moon. Last night, I flew all the way from Rock City. It was a clear night, I didn't want to look at the suburbs of Beijing, and suddenly a north wind blew a black cloud, which immediately covered the moon! Fortunately, I reacted quickly and fell to the ground early, otherwise, hehe... …"
He laughed at himself a few times and drank a bowl of wine. He looked up and saw that the two of them seemed to be lacking in interest. He quickly stepped into the topic: "Then the north wind blows, and the heavy snow falls right there after. This winter, wasteland. I didn’t even see a beast in the countryside. I was looking for a place to shelter. Hey, guess what?"
He deliberately sold it, and when he saw that the two listeners still didn't talk at all. He didn't even bother to change his eyes. He could only continue to say: "It's also a coincidence that nearby is the Yue Village that was hit by a beast. I plan to escape the wind and snow in the rubble of the ruined house. I don’t think that within a month or so, the whole village was leveled off by someone, and there are no tiles left! You say it’s irritating, not irritating? Frozen? Take me..."
"Is it flattened?" Shun, who has been silent until now, suddenly interrupted, "How to flatten it?"
"It should be done by divine power, it was like being run over by a huge boulder as big as a mountain. That's a leveling. If I hadn't been there before, I really thought I had gone the wrong way." Yun Buyi shook his head indifferently. , I added a bowl of wine to myself, and I didn't seem to think there was any big problem.
Shun couldn't help frowning slightly. He had been to Yuecun, and found traces of two assassins there. He couldn't guess why the other party chose this remote and deserted village as a point of contact, but now listening to the cloud has made him bring up this old thought.
Will they do it? Could it be that the two are back in the capital? He gently turned the wine glass to try to figure out this possibility, but his thoughts uncontrollably thought of the silent rain in the deserted village that night, and thinking of that person, his whole mind was like white snow in the wind outside the door, followed by erratic uncertainty.
There was silence at the square table, only Yun Buyi was still drinking wine casually.
Monk Shui looked at Shun and asked, but he was muffled and didn't tell the reason. He only felt that it was really boring to chat with this person. Drinking alcohol is enough now. She didn’t want to sit with the dull prince like this old gentleman anymore. She yawned in an imageless manner, stood up and shook her hand at the white-clothed youth casually:
Sister, I’m sleepy. , You two don't drink too much..."
She had just said this, suddenly her expression changed, turned her head and stared at the door, and whispered a warning: "Someone has broken in, it's from a water system."
After her reminder, the other two also reacted and instantly focused their eyes on the main hall gate. The outside of the door was originally a white snow color. After a while, there was a waterline-like pitch black ripple on the snow rushing rapidly, and when it was about to enter the bright area, it suddenly stopped, trembling slightly, showing A masked man in night clothes.
Shun thinks that the figure looks like a shadow assassin who has attacked him, but since Ling said that it is a water system, he can't make a mistake... He is staring at the black shadow parked in the distance. The familiar divine power fluctuations recognized the other party, and he couldn't help but greeted the first few steps and exclaimed in surprise: "It's you? This night, why are you running here somehow?"
The visitor seemed to be an acquaintance, but Yun Buyi still clenched the portable dagger under the table, squinted his eyes and stared at the man slowly walking to the door, pulling off the mask, revealing a side face with long knife marks. , Finally let go, as if nothing had happened, re-pick up the porcelain cup to add wine.
"I have seen His Royal Highness..." As soon as the intruder entered the hall, he had time to answer Ling's question in the future. He bowed and saluted the prince, and then stopped moving. There were a lot of snowflakes on his body, and he was turned into water by the hot air in the hall, and his wet clothes clung to him, looking a little embarrassed.
Shun sat blankly without responding, but doubts arose in his heart. He naturally knew this man, and it was Mo, the personal guard next to Yuming. Although the relationship between him and Yuming had eased after the dynasty discussion, the Jade Palace and his prince's East Palace had never had any contact. Now that the night is dark, looking at the other party's black dress, it really doesn't look like something good will come...
The prince squinted at the porcelain cup in his hand, but he didn't want to talk to him. Monk Shui didn't have that much worry.
She is Yuming’s distant cousin, she is also her own family. Seeing that the man in front of her is bent over and dare not move lightly, she waved her hand and sucked away all the ice water on his clothes before she chuckled and supported him. I got up and said, "This is not a courtroom. You don't need these tacky etiquette. Come on, why are you here? No, you are here to invite me to the palace to drink and enjoy the snow?"
This seemingly ordinary question made the black guard only show a trace of embarrassment. He and Ling used to practice with His Royal Highness in the Jade King’s Mansion, but since that incident happened ten years ago, the female monk has had a big quarrel with the Jade King, and she has never returned from Beijing. It's not that close...
He shook his head, and was about to reply, Yun Buyi clapped his hands and laughed: "Go to the palace to enjoy the snow? It's wonderful, take me! I don't know that Lord Jade still has such an elegant feeling, if you don't join in, Didn't he waste his thoughts in vain!"
With a bit of sarcasm, Mo suddenly's expression sank. He pursed his lips as if he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak. In the end, he didn't say a word, and moved a few steps towards the central table with Ling's gesture. Kneel down in the first place.
Shun felt a little unhappy when he saw that he really sat down. But this person is Yuming's close confidant after all. He cherishes his brotherhood and can't make it too stiff, so he raised his head and glanced outside the door, and when he saw no more movement, he withdrew his gaze and asked casually: "You are here late at night. What's the matter?"
Mo heard his question and did not raise his head, staring straight at the wool cushion under the table and whispered back: "His Royal Highness sent me to report something important to the Prince..." He paused and said straightforwardly: "It's something. Confidential, I'm afraid I can't talk to outsiders."
The white-clothed spy knew what he meant, but he didn't care. He couldn't stop laughing secretly. Is there anything in this capital that can be hidden from the royal spy and the inspectors of the holy tower?
Seeing this, he simply laughed and stood up, hid the dagger in his robe, and said to the prince: "Your Majesty, there is a beautiful woman to enjoy the snow together tonight. It's really enjoyable to drink. Let's talk another day, Yun Goodbye."
He flicked up his sleeves and bowed to say goodbye to the female monk. He turned his head and buckled the big wooden cabinet one by one to the back. He hooked up a bottle of wine from the table and took two sips. He slanted the wooden cabinet and stepped on the door with a smile Away.
Shun watched his figure sink into the snow, until the long echoing laughter disappeared outside the hall, and then nodded to the black-clothed guard: "Let's talk."
Mo bowed again and murmured in a whispering voice: "Something strange happened in the palace recently, and the royal concubine is unable to do anything. So he sent me to come and beg you for an idea..."
"Similar?" Before the prince answered, the monk Shui showed his surprise first, and he sat back on the table with his long skirt, staring into the other person's eyes and asking, "What happened in the palace?"
The black-clothed guard still lowered his head and meditated for a while before he replied: "Speaking of this, there is some time...At the beginning of the month, the prince took the little majesty to practice in retreat. I thought he would come out in a few days, who thought Until now, nothing happened, and even the Princess was a little uneasy...
"Later, there was a sudden change in the palace. There were fewer servants in the palace, but there were more soldiers in black who I didn't know. I asked people and said that those servants were fired, but the prince is not there, everything must be done first. Ask the princess for her opinion, but no one has ever mentioned it..."
Listening to him talking, the prince and monk water couldn't help but glance at each other, thinking about each other. At first glance, this matter is indeed strange, but the Jade King has always been a person who does his own thing, and it is impossible to say that he has secretly instructed... Moreover, this is a trivial matter, it is necessary to take the risk of big mistakes and sneak into the prince late at night. Does Donggong come for help? ?
Shun felt that most of them still had hidden feelings, so he was not commenting. Ling was a little anxious. She hadn't returned to the Jade Palace for a long time. Although she didn't say anything, she didn't always worry about it in her heart. She immediately asked: "His Royal Highness called you over for this?"
Mo shook his head and said: "How dare you disturb His Royal Highness with such a small matter, but in the last few days, rumours have suddenly spread in the palace, which makes people extremely uneasy... I visited the mansion the day before and heard someone in person. Secretly, say yes, say yes..."
"What did you say?" He couldn't say the following for a long time, and Shun couldn't help but ask.
The black-clothed guard pursed his mouth again, finally made up his mind, straightened up and looked at the prince, and said every word: "Say yes, the prince...he is crazy!"
"what did you say!?"
The words were as straight as thunder on the ground, and the two of them were shocked for a while, and they were speechless.