Chapter 146: .The lead of memory (below)

On the same turbulent night, in the secret room deep underground in the Bingquan Hotel, the atmosphere was unusually solemn.
There was a raging flame in the fireplace, and the wall lamps were turned on everywhere, illuminating the room with bright lights.
The old housekeeper Louis, wearing a straight black uniform, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the fire, coldly looking at Le Liu, who had not had time to change his cloak. The flames close at hand couldn't dispel the coldness on his wrinkled face.
The maid lady stood facing the fire, her head lowered silently, and she could not see her expression. Standing a few steps away behind her as far as possible, his slightly blank gaze rolled back and forth between the two of them, wondering what was going on in this scene.
Just now, he and Le Liu returned to the hotel smoothly, and they met the old housekeeper who seemed to be waiting in the lobby early. He had planned to send the girl back to return to the Jade Palace. Unexpectedly, the old man grabbed him and forced him to escape into the secret room and asked him what happened in the palace.
The old man's nervousness as he was facing the enemy made Jin Yuan a little surprised. Before he could answer, Le Liu used her usual mechanical voice to report. Starting from the bookstore monitoring outside the palace, she made an orderly list. Speaking of her suggestion to sneak as far as possible into the side hall alone to find the whereabouts of the prince, the old man's expression suddenly changed and he asked her why she did it. After that, it was the frozen scene before me...
The charcoal fire crackled, and Le Liu remained silent. As far as I could go, I was thinking about returning to the Jade Palace, feeling that the deadlock was not the way to go, so he lightly coughed to cover up for her: "Miss Le Liu just suggested it, and in the end it is myself..."
"In terms of the situation at the time, this was the best plan." The maid didn't seem to want to appreciate, and interrupted him abruptly.
"The best plan? How did I tell you before leaving? Be sure to keep the young master safe anytime and anywhere! This is your answer to me!?" The old butler's angry tone made Jin Yuan feel strange. He had never seen Louis looking angry, but at this time, this old gentleman was really angry because of Le Liu's fault that caused him to be in danger.
"If you want to find the prince, you have no choice..." Le Liu didn't want to argue about the right or wrong of the plan. He paused and said with a bit of irony, "What's more, as the heir, young master If this difficulty cannot be solved, it would be unconvincing."
"It's rude!" The old man heard that she dared to question the identity of the heir to Jinyuan, and his face was trembling with wrinkles. "Is this what a subordinate should say!"
Le Liu didn't care about his anger. He didn't even lift his head, and changed the subject indifferently: "The above is all the history before the chaos in the palace. Do you need a follow-up report?"
The old housekeeper was choked by her so that he could not speak for a while, and his chest was so stuffy that he had a violent cough. It took him a long time to relieve him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the maid who deliberately disobeyed the order. After being silent for a moment, he finally announced the punishment: "In this operation, Le Liu did not obey the instructions and acted arbitrarily. Although it did not cause any evil results, it cannot be punished... Starting today, you will be temporarily relieved of your post of intelligence director. During this time, you must reflect on it and remember. What did Madam tell you before she left!"
The maid was suddenly punished but her face was as usual. She just bowed calmly, turned her head and left. When she was approaching the door, she suddenly had another pause, facing the dimly lit corridor, and said coldly: "Madam’s words, I will naturally follow... …From today, I will definitely stay with the young master to ensure his safety."
As far as I can imagine my mother would have such a strange order, he was immediately embarrassed, and was about to refuse, Le Liu said to himself: "However, as far as I can see, the young master did not put any energy on the organization. There is only Takiguo in my heart, and only the promising future of his imperial commander. Letting such a person be the heir, with all due respect, may be a disaster for all of us."
The crisp sound of leather shoes drifted away in the corridor, and the room fell into a strange silence.
Le Liu's last words made Jin Yuan not know what to do. She was right. She never thought about inheriting the huge and complicated family business of her mother. The reason why she agreed to live in the hotel was just to use the underground intelligence network to find out about Shun...
The dull atmosphere around him made him a little embarrassed. The old butler stood silently for a long while, then turned and stared at him, and blamed him with anger: "Little master, you know that the Jade King and Moredia have been in collusion. , No matter how anxious you are, you can’t break in alone! Who knows how many conspiracies are hidden in that temple, if there is a case, how can you tell me to explain to my wife!"
As far as possible, he was simply thrown into the temple by Yun Buyi, and he didn't even have the right to make a decision. How could he refute it? But even if he did it again, he would definitely choose to sneak in alone. For him, the possible dangers were far less important than finding Shun's whereabouts as soon as possible.
But the old man's remarks were all worried for him, so he naturally wouldn't give up the kindness, but only nodded, and only said, "Never commit it again next time."
The old butler stretched his face and looked at him for a long time. He seemed to finally feel his sincerity. His face gradually eased, and then he frowned and sighed: "Little Master, don't take what Le Liu said to your heart. She is a A child struggling with a disability since she was a child, her hands have been disabled since she was a child. If the wife accidentally discovered that she had alchemy talent, she would not be able to go today... She was born with a stubborn temper and spoke no big or small, but she was absolutely loyal to the wife. She has controlled the Beijing dark web for so many years , Madam believed her ability, and ordered her to protect your safety secretly. I hope you don’t refuse Madam’s hard work."
Looking at the old man's sad and incomprehensible look as far away as possible, the refusal that had just reached his mouth was finally unable to be said. The old man was relieved when he saw that he hadn't raised an objection. He wanted to say something. Suddenly, there was another violent cough, shaking his whole body.
The old man's successive coughs made him feel strange, and he wanted to step forward to help him go smoothly. He took a step back and waved his hand again and again, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
It's just that the coughing sound is like endless, anxious and anxious, and I feel more worried in my heart as far as I can. He was wondering if he should get some medicine first. The old butler suddenly stopped his coughing, forced his hands on his back, straightened his back, and sighed in a dumb voice: "I'm sick, it's not a problem... It’s no good to refuse to accept the old. Once you are emotional, you will get sick easily."
Although I can’t rest assured to go as far as I can, but after hearing what he said, I can only say a few words softly: "Then you should go to rest early. The chaos tonight will be calmed down, so don’t worry too much. It’s about recuperating well."
The old man listened to his persuasion, but smiled bitterly: "This mess is not easy, how can the old man take care of rest..." He noticed that he had missed his mouth, suddenly stopped, coughed as if covering up, and stared as far as he could. After looking at those green eyes for a long time, he asked in a deep voice, "Little Master, do you want to go back to the Northern Federation?"
"Back to the Northern Federation?" This topic turned so far that it was a little unclear.
"The old man is going to Huadu to visit His Highness Lord Asker..." The old man stopped his mouth again, unwilling to explain the reason for his trip in detail, and instead softly persuaded, "Now that the capital is so chaotic, you stay I'm afraid I won't be peaceful in the hotel, so why not let me avoid the limelight first."
As far as possible, frowned slightly and said nothing. Because Shun unexpectedly sacrificed his life to save him, he felt that the relationship between the two had a chance to ease, so how could he leave at this moment. What's more, this abnormal change in the Jade King's Mansion has turned upside down, and the subsequent finishing work will be too huge to estimate. The emperor had always ignored political affairs, and most of these heavy chores had to be placed on Shun's shoulders. If he left Beijing at this time, who else could help him handle...
The old man saw that he was muffled and found another reason: "You haven't been to Huadu for many years, right? I heard that you are good friends with Young Master Yuno of the Asker family, so take this opportunity. Let me make a formal visit."
Yuno... I don’t know why I suddenly flashed in my mind eight years ago. The scene where I saw the blond boy in Huadu for the first time, was stunned, and finally shook his head and refused: "Grandpa Louis, here in Beijing. The turmoil is inseparable from me, and it’s inconvenient to leave at this time..." He thought of the chaotic situation right now, and some were worried about the safety of the elderly, and suggested: "It is better to let Le Liu go with you. Reflect."
"That's not necessary. The old man is used to coming and going alone. Now the city is chaotic. If she doesn't follow you, I can't rest assured..." Although the old man hadn't reported much expectation, he refused. Still couldn't help being disappointed, he drooped his eyes and exhorted again, "Since you don't want to go, I won't force you. As for the disaster in the capital, young master, you'd better not participate too much..."
He seemed to mean something, but before he had time to ask as far as he could, the old man bends over and salutes and resigns.
The old butler walked steadily, carrying his hands back to the door of the secret room, but stopped at the door again. As far as he thought he had something to say, he didn't want to wait for a long time, but the old man just stood in front of the door like a sculpture, motionless.
"Grandpa Louis?" His soft call finally started the old man from the trance state, turned around abruptly, looked at him directly, and asked hesitantly: "Little master, you...you are still complaining about Madam Didn’t you pick you home as agreed?"
I don't know why he suddenly mentioned the knot of his heart so many years ago. At the beginning of a catastrophe at home, his mother sent him to the capital alone and agreed to pick him up after two years. Who would have thought that his stay would be 14 years...
Although the breach of contract made him still unable to let go, at this moment, he did not want to make the old man about to travel sad, and said in a low voice: "No."
The old butler heard that he was insincere, and he sighed: "I know you are wronged. In fact, Madam, why is she reluctant to pick you up, just because at that time... hey, it's a long story."
The old man was silent for a while, as if he was finishing his thoughts. After a long while, he slowly talked about the unprepared chaos that happened in the bunker: "Not long after you left, Madam, she suddenly showed strong signs of divine awakening... At that time, the family was struggling to recover from the disaster caused by the previous divine power earthquake. Not only did it consume manpower and material resources, but also damaged many divine powers due to the explosion of the magic stone. In such a bad situation, the wife was a blessing in disguise, and naturally attracted a lot of jealousy and Accusation. Pediru even used the promotion of supernatural power as an excuse to force her to take on the work of repairing the pit as a way of'atonement'...huh!"
The old butler couldn’t help but snorted a few times when he said this, and the tone of his voice was faintly cold:
He thought that he could kill his wife in the dark cave. But he didn’t expect that the wife was in a divinely turbulent mine. On the contrary, the awakening speed is astonishingly fast. In just a few months, he has successfully stabilized at the master level, and even has a tendency to attack the lord level. How can he be driven by him again..."
He thought of the day when he returned from the mine, his own lady easily defeated the heroic figure of several strong people in the family, and still felt sincerely happy.
Hearing as far away as possible is extremely focused. He never knew what his mother had experienced before, but with the old man’s narrative, it was not difficult for him to portray his mother’s difficult situation back then, and a bitterness arose in his heart.
The old butler quickly woke up from the memory and continued to explain: "Although it was considered to have a foothold at the time, you know, the bunker has always been intriguing, and the lord deliberately embarrassed... she was alone, coping with it. It’s very difficult to get up. If I take you home at that time, I’m afraid Leng Jian is going to calculate..."
He didn’t want to guess anymore. A red cloud of anger flickered on the old face, but it quickly disappeared, and he turned to show some relief: "Plus at that time, the young master, you just awakened your strength, and the lady felt even more You should take this opportunity to stay in the Holy Pagoda and practice well...Because of these various reasons, she is finally cruel and let you stay in Naguo."
Listen as far as possible without saying a word. After 14 years of walking alone, he didn't think about the reason for his mother's violation of the agreement, but only with clues, it is inevitable to get into the corner. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that his mother is selfish and ruthless, and only regards him as a usable pawn. Even though I have learned a lot of hidden information now, how can the shadow left by my childhood be resolved by a few sentences...
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, the old butler sighed again, walked slowly to the inner wall, and pressed a few times on a pure copper bull head ornament. Hearing a crisp sound, the wall suddenly sank inward, exposing a square cabinet made of black rock on the side, and the ring-shaped magic pattern mechanism was printed in the center of the stone surface.
The old man skillfully clicked the code on the magic pattern. Accompanied by the rubbing sound of the stone cabinet automatically unfolding, he turned his head and beckoned: "Young master, come here to take a look."
Going forward and glanced as far as possible, there were many golden or silver scrolls in the center of the stone cabinet, and various weapons and miscellaneous pieces on both sides, all neatly collected, but they seemed to have no connection. He cast a suspicious look at the old housekeeper, and under the other nodded, he stretched out his hand and drew out a scroll casually, and was stunned as soon as he opened it.
A piece of yellowed old paper was posted on it, and it read: "Snooker classmates of the third year of the elementary school have a good character and excellent grades. They have been named one of the "academic model students" of the year. Give me encouragement!"
This is... the certificate you got in elementary school? Staring at the old paper as far away as possible, but for a while, I can't remember such a thing. He had never been interested in these imaginary award flags, and even if he received them, he would just throw them away, and later put them directly into Shun's private collection. It’s just, why does my certificate of merit appear here...
"For so many years, Madam, she has actually been secretly caring about your life..." The old butler's deep voice sounded in her ears, "These things are all collected by her when she comes to the capital again and again. There is you in it. The awards obtained include papers with full marks in the exam, training weapons you have used, your favorite tea, and many more...the gifts that I wanted to give you on your birthday..."
Looking at those familiar objects as far away as possible, they suddenly evoked every bit of his life over the years. His heart fluctuated in sorrow and joy. He didn't know what to say and could only listen to the old man's whispers.
"Although Madam never admits it, but I know that she actually regrets that she has not given you a complete and happy childhood, so that..." The old butler paused for a long time and sighed again, "Little master, no matter what In any case, she is always your mother. Everything she does, even if it is unreasonable, is indeed for your consideration. Although sometimes, she does things too eagerly to explain to you, but the old man I still hope you, don't hate her..."
The old man's almost trembling pleading came into his ears, and the feelings of all kinds of feelings came to his heart as far as possible. He was stunned for a while, and when he recovered, the old butler was nowhere to be seen, leaving him alone, facing the lingering past amid the short sound of firewood in the fireplace. , Fell into inexplicable confusion.
The old man's slightly vain footsteps spread from the dim corridor to the corner staircase, and suddenly stopped.
He put his hands on the stone ladder railing, lowered his head, as if he was enduring something, but finally couldn't hold back, he covered his mouth and coughed violently. When he raised his head, his gloves were stained with dark red blood.
The old butler was obviously injured very seriously, but he could only try to hide it in front of the farthest to avoid revealing the flaw. He glanced at the color in his palm, straightened up his waist casually, took out the bottle of light gold potion from his inner pocket and drank it.
The special medicine was effective quickly, and in a short while, his heavy breathing slowly became stable. Standing at the bottom of the stone ladder, looking at the empty bottle in his hand, he seemed to see the tall figure caught in a hasty glimpse at the holy tower teleportation point—that was the inventor of this bottle of potion, the South Island Protestant Elder: Moredia!
For the people in the capital, this turbulent night of bad luck was as terrible as a nightmare, but for him, it was an excellent opportunity to take millet from chaos.
He had heard from the mouth of the far distance that the prince had disappeared for no reason, and it was very likely that he had gone to the Jade King's Mansion. He smelled an obvious conspiracy smell from it. But the young master insisted on going, and he knew that he could not persuade him, so he deliberately let Le Liu, who knows the secret path and shortcuts everywhere, go with him. He repeatedly told him to protect the other party, and if something went wrong, immediately evacuate.
But he himself put on the night cloak and lurked near the holy tower. The wife has already made arrangements for the situation in the capital. If the Jade King really causes turmoil, he may take this opportunity to steal the item that had been investigated for a long time-the first version of the phantom flower that has long been abandoned. Secret method!
Everything went smoother than the wife expected. The sacred tower was abnormal, and the high-ranking monks left the tower to look at it, and the defense inside the tower was empty. He immediately seized the opportunity to use the emblem he applied for in his early years to mix into the tower, and successfully found the old scroll shelved in the vast archives room. Unexpectedly, when he returned, he encountered that person at the teleportation place...
He did not expect that Moredia was really in the capital and entered the holy tower grandiosely! In this hurried encounter, the other party made a bold move, and the terrifying lord-level power immediately caused him to suffer heavy losses. He exhausted his divine power before he could barely get out. After he got out of the tower, he was faced with a boundless iron gods, and he was so exhausted that he could barely breathe. He could only run desperately outside under the cover of □□, but fortunately, the domain controller seemed to have attracted all the attention of Moredia, and he was able to return to the hotel safely.
In any case, the task that the lady confided was finally completed, although some price was paid...The old man stared at the blood-stained glove and suddenly tore it off, revealing the burnt yellow palm, and the tip of each finger was actually After the wood with the magic pattern, the magic pattern has a faint green light, and it seems that there is a tendency to spread inward!
The old man scanned the five woody fingertips one by one, and his wrinkled face almost shrank into a ball of sadness. Although the scroll had long been abandoned, it was unexpected that there was still a powerful guardian seal on it. The situation was urgent at the time, and he had no time to investigate it carefully, so he was suddenly hit.
I don't know whether His Royal Highness Saron can help get rid of this cursed wood magic power... The old butler frowned when he thought of the purpose of this trip, put his gloves on again, and slowly climbed up the stair railing.
He wanted to immediately send this precious scroll to Huadu and hand it over to his wife's relatives and the most famous botanist in the Northern Federation, Lord Adelissa. He is not sure whether he can successfully cultivate a phantom flower garden that belongs to the North Country with this ancient scroll, but at least, at least it is a hope!
Once the experiment is successful, the energy shortage predicament of the dark castle will be solved, and even the entire Federation will benefit countlessly! At that time, he would want to see, who else would dare to oppose the young master's seizure of the status of the successor of the bunker!
The old man thought that there was a burst of blood in his chest, and couldn't help but cough a few times, his face flushed, but instead he quickened his pace and ran towards the underpass.
I just hope that the old man can survive that day, watching the young master with his own eyes, sitting on the throne of the iron lord...