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Chapter 1677 Renzi Juan Playing with Fire, Chaos (1)

When the soldiers took the majestic Wu-Zi horse from the old man's hand, the old man told Wu-Zi to trot to get used to it first, and don't let Wu-Zi run all at once, so as not to damage the horsepower. .

The soldier took the rein of the horse and walked away impatiently, muttering unhappily that the old dog really regarded the horse as his own, when will it be his turn to point fingers at the emperor's horse? .

Seeing the backs of the soldiers leading the horses disappearing into the passage outside the stables, the old man showed a sense of relief on his face.

He took out the kit in his bosom, smelled it, then found a remote place and burned it, then mixed the ashes with the soil, then shoveled it up, found a mud pond outside, and buried it deep.

Having been in the palace for so many years, he knew very well that this kind of thing would be fine if it didn't happen. Once it happened, Captain Long would definitely dig to the bottom and investigate carefully.

Any trace of suspiciousness would be bitten by Long Jinwei and the others, posing a fatal threat. He dared not be negligent or slack.

Calculating the time, this dose of medicine has also been mixed with forage beans and fed to Wu Zai for a while.

If the properties of the medicine are not bad, the properties of the medicine will be released gradually after an hour, and then it will depend on the luck of the emperor.

Once the medicinal properties break out, it will be difficult to control with the horsepower of Wuzi. If it is in the process of hunting and running, it will be wonderful.

The rest is none of his business, it depends on what the prince will do next, he just needs to do his own thing well.

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Feng Shimian took a deep breath, gently brushed away the dead branches and weeds above his head, then sat still and listened attentively.

It took a long time before I slowly stretched out my hand, feeling the coolness of the outside world.

After quietly waiting for another cup of tea, Feng Shimian was convinced that there should be nothing unusual outside, so he pushed away the dead branches and weeds, and poked his head out.

The sky has not yet brightened, but the surrounding scene can already be vaguely seen.

The gloomy Iron Net Mountain is like a lazy crouching tiger, lying on its side in a semi-circular shape, with slight ups and downs.

There are deep forests and lush grass in the mountains, and the foothills go south to east, forming gentle slopes and meadows, extending to the palace.

This is a steep slope near the woods, and the cave is born along the cliff wall overgrown with bushes and weeds.

Even if you come closer and observe carefully, it is difficult to find a natural cave here.

If Zhang Dou, who had been hanging out in the hunting garden for many years, hadn't accidentally discovered it, Feng Shimian felt that it would be difficult for his group to escape the three relatives who combed and searched repeatedly like a scorpion every day.

This bucket is really useful, although the official position in the hunting garden is not high, but the popularity is quite good, and it is fortunate to have such an internal support.

During this period of time, under Master Zhang Jing's deliberate teaching, Zhang Dou got on the road very quickly, and quickly became acquainted with the garrison troops such as the Shang San Qin Army and even the people from all over Beijing and China who were stationed in the palace.

A lot of information was continuously obtained through him and passed on.

If there is no accident, today is the time for Kushou to wait for the result after so many days.

Yesterday Zhang Dou personally came to pass the news that the emperor will go on the biggest hunting trip today, but he couldn't find out the route.

Zhang Dou's ability to achieve this step is already commendable, and Master Zhang Jing also told him not to take the risk of inquiring more, and it may be of great use in the future.

But Feng Shimian was not worried, Master Zhang Jing had already said that there would be noble people to help in the end.

Master Zhang Jing didn't say what noble person, but Feng Shimian vaguely knew that he should be from the palace.

Feng Shimian naturally had no way of knowing how the people in the Great Zhou Palace got involved with the Holy Cult.

However, it can be seen from Master Zhang Jing's determined attitude that the source of this channel has been verified countless times and is absolutely reliable.

After observing that the surrounding area was still in the tranquility of the morning light before dawn, Feng Shimian retracted his body into the cave.

The outside of the cave is small and the inside is big and hollow, with only one single lamp like a bean.

A dozen or so men lay in disorder along the mountain wall, and only two remained vigilant.

Feng Shimian also felt a little sad.

If the officers and soldiers find out, I'm afraid none of my group will be able to escape.

These are the most elite disciples of the Holy Cult, and almost all of them are his former comrades-in-arms in Panguanying, Xuliuying, Shimenzhai, Yanheying, and Taitouying in Ji Town, and they are also the most loyal congregants.

If it hadn't been for that Feng who was the magistrate of Yongping Mansion to conduct a thorough investigation, and even use his own influence to conduct a comprehensive investigation in the Jizhen army, these comrades would still be lurking in the Jizhen army.

It's only regretful that the man surnamed Feng failed to shoot him in the attack on Guhe Ferry, which caused such a big trouble.

These comrades-in-arms had already been gathered by the young master to form a guardian army dedicated to the protection of the holy religion, but they had to be taken out to take charge of this attack at this critical moment.

Those Jiang Hu people who planned to assassinate Feng with him were completely excluded, none of them were allowed to participate, and even the slightest rumor was not disclosed to them.

Even if they all joined the holy religion, their loyalty is still questionable, but they feel that joining the holy religion has amulets or is profitable.

If they really want to do such a big thing, I'm afraid they will turn around and turn to the government, betraying the holy teaching and betraying the holy teaching.

"De Lun, wait a moment, I'm going out to the meeting point." Calculating the time, Feng Shimian thought it was almost time, and ordered his partner who had been meditating with his eyes closed at the entrance of the cave.

"Well, Shimian, be careful. Once today's incident is over, our Holy Cult will usher in an unprecedented change." The man's eyes suddenly opened, shining brightly, "We all have to witness all of this!"

Feng Shimian laughed, stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, "Of course, all of this will go as we wish, creating a white lotus pure land, a vacuum world!"

Encouraged by their companions, both Feng Shimian and Su Delun's spirits improved a bit.

The partners who had been working or half asleep or resting their minds also woke up, apparently inspired by the conversation between the two, their faces showed excitement, and a few were even more eager to try, muttering words in their mouths.

"Okay, brothers, hurry up and rest. Today's action was personally arranged by the Young Master, and the Holy Master also attaches great importance to it. Perhaps some people in the court still have the intention of using our holy brothers to work for them and profit from it." Thoughts, but we don’t care, we Holy Brothers are willing to give our all for the goal in our hearts,…”

Feng Shimian's eloquence was much better than when he first came to the capital from Yongping Mansion, and he preached the teachings with his companions one after another, eloquently.

Being with the young master and Master Zhangjing all day long, Feng Shimian felt that his level of teachings had improved a lot, and his understanding of many teachings became more profound and firm.

All the congregation members also silently recited the eight-character mantra "A Vacuum Hometown Has No Parents", with clear eyes, which made the entire gloomy cave seem a little more fanatical and weird.

However, Feng Shimian had already drilled out of the cave, after a little scrutiny, he bowed his body and hurried towards the west.

After walking for two miles, Feng Shimian did not go to the hiding place immediately, but carefully walked around the hiding place as the center of the circle, observed and sized it carefully. After making sure no one was there, he approached.

I found a very hidden tree hole next to a wooden stake next to a white tree and a cork oak, and then I reached out and took out a piece of cloth.

I saw a distorted route smeared with ink on the cloth, while the lighter handwriting around it outlined the terrain from the palace to the foot of the mountain, with circles, forks and other marks on it.

Although it is rough, Feng Shimian, who has been here for almost a month, can see at a glance what this route describes.

After a quick glance, Feng Shimian quickly put the piece of cloth into his arms, looked around and found nothing unusual, then he hooked his body and sprinted out in the opposite direction from where he came, and quickly disappeared into the woods.

After a long time, in the bushes behind a spruce tree, a dark shadow quietly emerged, and it also looked around. It didn't follow the direction Feng Shimian was walking, but went straight to the east and sneaked away.

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Allowing his servants to dress himself, Emperor Yonglong felt in good health today after waking up, and looked out the window at the pale sky, it was another fine day, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

The ochre-yellow robe was carefully put on, and the jacket and vest were covered outside. Emperor Yonglong stretched his body in satisfaction, and then nodded: "Peisheng, are you ready to stop outside?"

"The old slave has already visited, and everything is ready. King Lianzhong and King Zhonghui came first, and Lord Zhongshun just arrived." Zhou Peisheng leaned forward and said with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, let's have breakfast here today. The special rice porridge is very delicious, nourishing yin and nourishing the lungs,..."

"Well, let someone serve it." Emperor Yonglong was noncommittal.

Since cultivating his mind and asking questions, he has become more and more particular about his diet, and he doesn't like to eat many ingredients that conflict with the medicinal properties of pills.

Li Kezhuo still has some skills. This alchemy technique is outstanding, and the medicinal properties are well controlled. Even Cui Wensheng is a little jealous.

"Dinner." Zhou Peisheng hurriedly ordered.

After chewing and swallowing slowly, after breakfast was finished, Emperor Yonglong wiped the corners of his mouth, and then turned his head: "Li Qing is here, where is Wen Sheng? How should I use the medicine today?"

In Li Kezhuo's eyes, a hint of nervousness passed unnoticed, but there was no abnormality on the surface, and he said calmly: "The emperor is going to hunt a lot today, I'm afraid it will consume a lot of energy, you can increase it slightly at your discretion, and count the days separately. This medicine for purging fire and reducing dryness should also be taken, but the properties of the medicine can be slightly reduced and released slowly,..."

"Oh?" Emperor Yonglong glanced at Li Kezhuo with a half-smile, "Don't need to increase the amount?"

Li Kezhuo's back was covered with white sweat, "Your Majesty, Shengming,..."

Emperor Yonglong laughed loudly and waved his hands: "I was just joking with Qing, that's all..."

(End of this chapter)