Chapter 89: .Find (below)

Find (below)
Walking up the stairs along the towering tree-lined road, Shun suddenly had the illusion of returning to the capital.
He is isolated and helpless in the South Island, and the only thing he can use is this embassy. Although he has never been here, fortunately, he is very familiar with the current South Island ambassador. Due to his father's interest in the endless new magical products in the South Island, after the former ambassador retired, he specifically designated the clan of Colonel Yufa Xiaochi, who is now at least the rank of General Ye Xu as the new ambassador.
This General Ye was in his early forties this year. He was completely different from his cold brother. He was a natural brow. He smiled at everyone, and he wouldn't be angry at all. Since the two families are not relatives but are better than relatives, Ye Xu used to visit the palace when he was serving in the military. For Shun He Jinyuan, he was half a teacher, and the relationship was extraordinary. But since he took over the official post, because he has to live abroad all the year round, the two sides have seldom contacted each other during the New Year, and gradually they have become more plain.
But in any case, the ability and character of this General Ye are absolutely trustworthy, I only hope that he, Guo Jianglong, can figure out some way to find the guy who ran away privately as soon as possible.
The prince sullenly thought, and he kept walking under his feet for a while, and soon followed the officer to the top of the hill. In the front is a square building built of ebony, with three floors up and down, antique in appearance, and a small star-gazing hall on the top. The corner and eaves are all intricately carved, the shallow marks deeply depict countless auspicious clouds and beasts, and the light and dark are vivid. This carving alone is enough to make the arty villa of the West House look up to it.
The officer led him to the door, but couldn't get in. He confessed a few words to the soldier in the guard booth beside the door, and gave a respectful salute before hurried down the mountain.
The guard receiving him heard that it was a distinguished visitor from the capital, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately led him in. Because the ambassador was still meeting guests on the second floor, he took him to the small living room on the inside of the first floor to wait. He quickly poured a cup of herbal tea, saluted, and walked out the door without a word, showing the skill of a soldier in every gesture.
Shun took a mouthful of tea and looked up at this luxuriously decorated room. The gold brick paved walls and silver ornaments are embedded in the walls. It is definitely the authentic Austronesian style. It is not impolite to serve guests. It is just the same as the simple and simple wooden corridor outside. Compared with the aisle, the style is slightly strange.
Why should he stay in such an out of place in the living room? The prince couldn't help being surprised. The upper class of the South Island had always admired the elegance of the capital. As the ambassador of the country, there was no need to cater to the vulgar trend. If General Ye Xu liked this flashy style, Shun would never believe it. Even in this main building, he could not see half of the servants and servants. They were all Sergeants of Isse. This shows that he still pursues the military style and has not been caught. This South Island is eroded by the copper smell.
It's kind of interesting... he saw some of the bad taste of the runer from the inappropriate decorations, took a sip of tea, and thoughtfully leaned on the small sofa, quietly waiting for the old friend who had not met for a long time. Come.
In the study on the second floor of the small building, Ye Xuzheng, the current ambassador of Guoguo, sat behind the long red sandalwood bookcase and fiddled with the large and small tobacco leaves scattered on the table with great interest. He is two in his forties this year, with a bold, thick beard, and his face beaten by wind, frost and iron. Because of his care for the past few years, he is quite rosy and shiny, but he is still lean and no fat. He wears a black lining and gold-rimmed court dress that represents national prestige and a pointed black gauze official hat. Despite the soft smile on the corners of his lips, he still looks majestic, full of generals.
Opposite him sat a handsome young man who looked about twenty, wearing a long silk robe embroidered with silver patterns on a gray background, a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his pointed nose, red lips and white face, half-squinted willow eyes There was a light cloud of indifference.
The two of them sat relatively quietly like this, neither making eye contact nor hearing the sound of words, it seemed that they were planning their own minds.
It was just three poles of the sun, the hot sunlight was shining on the bookcase by the window, and the hot tobacco leaves were almost red. General Ye quickly swiped the tobacco leaf with his eyesight, and closed the curtain with his backhand. He looked at a few burnt yellow leaves with distress and pretended to sigh: "Oh, the good material was almost destroyed. This is a new gift from your majesty. Good, how about it, do you want to try it?"
With a smirk, he hooked the young man like a shabby elder, but the other party still flatly refused: "No need, sir, I don't smoke."
General Ye was not angry when he saw that he did not appreciate him. He laughed and combed the piles of tobacco leaves. He muttered: "This cigarette, but a good thing, it's the best one in Beijing, after dinner. Last one, refreshing, invigorating the stomach and digesting food, this..."
He also wanted to fabricate some magical effects to show that what he said was true, but the young man on the opposite side unceremoniously interrupted his nagging: "Your Excellency...My lord is still waiting for your reply. I don't know if you have anything. Decided?"
"You, you are too impatient..." The ambassador chuckled and shook his head, his subordinates skillfully gathered a slender cigarette, leaned down and took a sniff, treasured it and put it in the small jade box next to it. .
"I said Leinault, I and your Lord Sir... I just met now, and I don’t dare to talk too much. But there is an old saying that is good once and twice. Let’s take this first time. Make do it right.
He squeezed his eyes at the young man a little improperly, wiped his short beard with the tobacco finger, and continued to choose comfortably.
The young man named Leinault didn't fluctuate at all when he heard his refusal. He stood up and politely bowed, and then asked rigidly: "Can you tell me the time for the dinner that day? I can arrange the itinerary for you. "
"My skin is dark enough. I don't want to get in the sun, so I should go there later." The general casually said about it, but the young man didn't allow him to perfuse. When asked about the exact time, he could only smile and set it at six in the evening. , Just in time for the last free time before the banquet.
"Will you bring your female companion with you?"
"No, where's my female companion?"
"Did you choose to take the magic locomotive, or to pick up and drop off in a carriage in accordance with the tradition of Takikuni?"
"Motorcycle, faster."
"You..." Leinault ignored Ye Xu's gradually tangled expression, and asked more carefully, just as there were several knocks outside the door, the general quickly interrupted him: "Come in."
The reception sergeant opened the door and walked in a few steps to Ye Xu's ear and said a few words. He immediately raised his brows and laughed: "It's not a coincidence. I have something urgent to ask me downstairs. I'm sending you off, please do it yourself, please do it yourself." He strode out of the room as if he had said that, and the sergeant helped him to tidy up the tobacco on the bookcase, and chased him to the table. The young man seemed to be used to it and didn't care.
Lenott calmly watched the two disappear one after another, and after a few seconds of contemplation, he took out a hard-skinned little note from his pocket. He accurately recorded all the conversations before, before putting away the pen and paper, pushing his glasses, and walking out without any haste.
As soon as General Ye got out of the room, the smiling face suddenly closed, rolling his eyes to estimate.
That kid just now is a candidate for the president of the Protestant sect: the subordinate of Baron Myron Sistine, who has been frequenting and frequenting these days, he almost treats the embassy as his home. The new presidential election in the South Island is just around the corner, and candidates from both sides are still rushing around in propaganda activities in an attempt to spur more public opinion toward their own side. As the ambassador of Takiguo, he holds the vital right to designate commerce and trade. If he leans on which way, the result can be said to be no suspense.
But he would never do this. No matter who was elected, it was no different to him. To put it mildly, the right and left is the kingly way. Why should he rashly offend a bunch of people at this time? However, the current situation is a bit weird. The second round of polls is not over yet, but the Protestant party is anxious to hold a thank-you dinner as if the winner is in hand, which really makes him puzzled. But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has stubborn stubbornness, and he will never leak the slightest tone, just treat it as a good show.
Compared to this episode, the noble visitor from the capital that the soldier said just now made him feel more inexplicable. His Majesty only sent people a few days ago to bring things over, so why are people coming back so soon? Could something happen in the capital? He thought of the matter of holding a great dynastic meeting last time when he heard the messenger talk about it, and he was even more worried. He couldn't help speeding up and stepping down the stairs, turning to the inside to wait in the living room. He just pushed the door and was suddenly stunned.
"The hall... why are you here?" Although Shun was still wearing a hood, he recognized the opponent at the first glance at the scarlet sword on his waist-this sword was given to the prince as a birthday gift many years ago of.
He immediately drew and locked the door with his backhand, and then he laughed and walked forward and bowed: "What a rare guest, I just heard your Majesty say that you sneaked out of the capital, thinking about whether you will come to the South Island, but You really told me to say it!" He smugly traced his beard with his fingers, and the intimacy of his family was revealed in his conversation, without any strangeness.
Shun also hadn't seen this half-teacher and half-friend elder for nearly a year, and he naturally expressed a bit of joy, but now he was overwhelmed in his heart and had no time to talk, so he simply said his intentions with a few polite words.
"Jin Yuan is missing?" The general was taken aback when he heard the news. According to him, although the child in Jin Yuan was usually silent, he was indeed cautious in doing things. How could he disappear for no reason? If this were replaced by Shun, he would not be surprised. The prince has always been his own way. You see, isn't it just a long time away from home and no news? But as far as possible...
He faintly felt that something was wrong, and then asked carefully: "When did it happen? Didn't it happen before?"
"...No." The prince is not easy to talk about the process of mixing men into the aristocratic circle, but can only speculate that he found a new friend to live with, and he returned to Kyoichi because he heard about the Dachao Yi. Come, the people who rushed over again disappeared, and there was no message left.
The general saw that he was talking so secretly, he knew that there were some things in it that could not be asked more, so he closed his mouth tightly, stroked his beard for a moment, and frowned: "This is not easy to handle. Now it is the presidential change in Star City. At the time, there were card guards everywhere. My identity was sensitive and it was not convenient to send people to investigate..."
"Let's do it!" He thought about it and finally made up his mind. "I'm just going to go to the city for a banquet in a few days. Why don't I send someone to say hello first and find an excuse to let the snakes help you figure out a solution." He paused, then shook his head, looking at Shun's dignified face and whispered to persuade him: "I think this is a bit weird. Since you have already posted the announcement, if there are no other arrangements these days, just wait. Stay with me."
The prince knew he was kind, but the younger sister was still at the rich man's house, and she couldn't take it over together, let alone that stupid bird... it was too eye-catching. He didn't say a word, just shook his head. The general understood what he meant, smiled regretfully and broke the topic, trying to make him happy and talked about anecdotes about the South Island.
Shun Ke has no such leisurely mind. Now that the matter is finished, he will leave after a few words. The general quickly took out a silver seal from the bookcase and put it into his hand: "There are so many people here, you have to be careful. Some, don’t use the golden emblem next time."
"Maybe, I already know the internal path, I will use illusion directly next time." The prince said that it didn't matter, but he carefully collected the entry and exit certificate, and opened the gold-inlaid gate after saying goodbye to the ambassador. Follow the reception sergeant to go out.
In order not to attract people's attention, Ye Xu didn't dare to give more. He stood by the door and watched his disappearance before turning around and frowning.
For the time being, the crown prince suddenly appeared on the South Island. The implication here is by no means simple... He rushed back to the capital after hearing the news of the Dachao Yi, that is, he had already Arrived in the South Island for a while. The general also knew about the assassination that took place in the capital. It is said that the prince had been tracking the matter. Could it be that the assassins were hiding in the South Island? What's more, the disappearance as far as possible is related to them?
Thinking of this, he was even more worried, but he was helpless with this bull-tempered child. He often walked around in the palace in his early years. How could he not know Shun's temperament? What's more, he didn't want to see himself when he arrived in the South Island. He was only seeking help when something happened. This made him feel frustrated.
When the child is older, no matter how close he is, he will have to slowly become indifferent... He is floating with a trace of emotion, thinking that the prince will be enthroned next year, once the status of the ruler is suppressed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to speak casually. Fortunately, because of his patriarchal brother, the family has been in constant contact no matter what, if his position as the South Island ambassador is not unexpected, he can sit back and relax in his retirement.
This matter has to be told to your Majesty right away... The Prince's safety cannot be lost. His group of subordinates have long been known in the South Island and cannot be easily dispatched. It is best to let the Holy Tower send someone over...
He did it as soon as he thought, and walked through the wooden corridor a few steps to the circular greenhouse behind the small building, which was hidden by the mirror glass. This greenhouse was built to be bigger than the main building, with high green leaves and dazzling flowers, and countless strange tree species were planted in layers, which contained some natural meaning.
The ambassador entered the greenhouse, his complexion stretched for an instant, and Tao Taoran was surrounded by the greenery, and he also seemed a bit more refined. He dodges the tree roots, branches and leaves extending from his feet in small steps, and walks straight ahead to the center, where there is a phantom flower bed the size of a square table, and several fist-like fluorescent buds are swaying in the wind.
Standing in front of the flower garden, he straightened his robe, and solemnly reached out his hand to point on the flower bud, the green light floated rapidly all over his body, and immediately wrapped him and the flowers into a ball of light. He squinted his eyes, keeping his divine power flowing continuously, and gradually drilled a small green round leaf from the mud layer under the phantom flower. The fresh color was almost dripping, and it grew more than ten times in the wind, turning into one. With a dry and godless old face, his eyebrows resembled the elder Mu Yun of the holy tower.
"Teacher..." He hurriedly bowed deeply, his fingers still attached to the buds, his expression pious as a pilgrimage.
The old man on the leaf paused very slowly and stared at him for a long time. It seemed that he couldn't remember who he was for a while, and finally came out "It's...you".
After arriving in the South Island, Ye Xu hadn't seen the teacher for a long time. He couldn't help feeling a little excited when he heard the hoarse and vague voice. What he was about to say quietly passed into the green leaves through his thoughts. This was the unique communication method of the wood type supernatural powers, and there was no possibility of leaking the secret.
The old man listened quietly to what he said, and then nodded very slowly, let alone a word. The green leaf shrank back into the soil as soon as it flashed, like a drop of water into the sea, no longer found.