[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Qi Rendong took a deep breath and lightly clenched his fists.

It was obvious that Wei Jin had led Landuwei away and returned to the Imperial Capital ahead of schedule, but that vague sense of trembling still seemed to be dormant on his body.

Wei Jin, the current Secretary of Ceremony and Bingbi, is deeply trusted by the emperor and has shared the important task of approving memorials for the young majesty.

Not only that, but Wei Jin is also a master of martial arts. The exercise he practiced is called "Bixi Stele".The ancestors handed it over to the first generation of the commander-in-chief of the Four Divine Guards. After 300 years of inheritance, it finally became the standard equipment of the palace guards.

... It is said that the cultivation method of "Beixi Monument" is very vicious, as long as the practitioner is talented, it can quickly produce martial arts masters.

With his father Qi Yanheng as a reference, Qi Rendong knows very well what a master-level master is like, so as a bystander, he was surprised to discover many unexpected details, such as the governor of the Western Bureau and the commander of the Qilin Guard. meeting.

According to what he had imagined, the collision of these two top experts must be extremely dangerous, either intrigues or gunpowder, let alone Chi Yu, after all, according to the rumors, these two are enemies of life and death, but... His The assumption has gone awry again.

Both Wei Jin and Lan Xuan are very restrained. Their dialogue is indeed not friendly, but it is not an enemy either. Wei Jin will mock with a joking attitude, but Lan Xuan often backs down in words and avoids verbal disputes, while Wei Jin Seemingly aware of this, he stopped talking and let the topic end without any pain.

In the final analysis, this matter itself is very strange. The West Bureau actually came up with such a trivial trick in "meeting" the Qilin Guard--singing?Who would have thought that this could only be considered a small trick?

Qi Rendong didn't know that "Crying Unicorn" still hides the grievances and resentments between the two Davids spanning ten years. He judged it based on his own experience, and of course he felt very surprised.

Just as Qi Rendong was briefly distracted, order had been restored in the restaurant.

Now that the bosses of both parties have left, the tricks of the subordinates have come to an end. The innocent people who were forced to sing have been rewarded and dismissed. The uncles provide catering services.

Qi Rendong sat down next to Tang Tongzhi, and the sumptuous banquet was set up in just a few minutes. It looked like it was prepared in advance, and Tang Tongzhi obviously saw this, his face darkened: "Drug test!"

The two qilin guards immediately took out the guy with skillful movements, and began to test the dishes and drinks. Their posture seemed to be old skilled workers, and they didn't know what the qilin guards had experienced.

Qi Rendong watched indifferently while evaluating in his heart, it seems that this reception banquet was invited by the Western Bureau, but Qilin Wei's reaction was quite disrespectful, bluntly saying that there was a problem with the food...

No, although the two Davids have conflicts, judging by the appearance of Wei Jin and Lan Xuan, they should not kill anyone, and the food is probably safe, but there are reasons and consequences that I don't know.

Qi Rendong's guess is very accurate. This incident does have a criminal record. It was a time when members of the West Bureau and the Lushu Guard cooperated to solve a case. Food was poisoned. People in the West Bureau suspected that something was wrong but concealed it. Wei Zhong came forward to rescue him after he was recruited. Although this matter was considered Xiju's fault, Jin Yiwei was labeled as incompetent because of this.

But the grievances are not over yet. The conflict between the two parties was very fierce back then. After being suppressed with great difficulty, the Western Bureau staged a big show with extra treats, and this time it was Qilin Wei who was recruited...

So far, Tang Tongzhi has developed a good habit of testing drugs before meals.

At this moment, Mu Fengyang sneered, and threw away the bowls and chopsticks in front of him: "Smelly meat, stinky wine, what are they?"

The guy who served the tea and water was too frightened to come forward, Tang Tongzhi hesitated to speak, but at the other end of the lobby, the beauty I had seen pity was approaching: "Oh, this is really a big show, Could it be that you are about to open the imperial seat?"

Mu Fengyang was not the one to be angry, and the governor and guard were not around, so he didn't care about Tang Tongzhi's winks, and directly exploded: "What? I just don't like it."

The little beauty was not angry either, and Shi Shiran took the main seat: "We poor people have short-sightedness, so we naturally think that this is the best food and drink. After all, how many people in this big capital city can't afford to eat? Unexpectedly, the ready-made good food is still worth it." Someone is going to ruin it..."

Mu Fengyang only thought that this person was being sarcastic. After all, he was a kid who grew up in Jinxiu Township. He directly lifted the table: "Waste? This is not considered waste. You treat everyone like you. Wild dogs beg for meat on the table, and house mice beg for food."

Mu Fengyang's voice is too intrusive. Tang Tongzhi knew that he was about to suffer, but he couldn't stop it in time. In this world, it is difficult for anyone to live. Why bother to give up one's life for others, let alone the Western Bureau, there are many in Qilin Guard Brother has a bitter background, who among the people present can compare to your young master of the palace?

The beauties on the seat didn't look at the mess all over the place, he lifted the chopsticks like picking up flowers, and picked up the dishes in front of him with great demeanor: "So that's the case, Mr. Mu didn't like it—oh, I think back then, Landu Wei I have eaten this dish with our governor for several years, is that also a wild dog and house mouse?"

The painful mask on Old Tang's face, he knew that there would be such a saying. After all, ten years ago, the newly established Xiju and Sishenwei also had a good time. Wei Jin had just left the inner courtyard of the palace at that time, and for To better cultivate power and establish a guard, he once served as the deputy of the Landlord Guard for a period of time... Seven

The commander is the most easy-going person, and he does not keep servants, so he relies on his assistants in life. Based on Tang Tongzhi's many years of personal experience, it is speculated that during that time, it was not easy to arrange chores for the guards. It must be Wei Jin who arranges the basic necessities of life.

Mu Fengyang was still young, so he didn't know about the entanglement back then. As soon as the cannon cart was set up here, the army on the other side was generalized. The victory and defeat came so fast that he didn't even realize it.

Of course, the little beauty wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue her. He raised his glass gracefully: "Oh, how can such a dignified and upright person as Landuwei bring out a subordinate like you?"

Mu Fengyang's expression froze, and Tang Tongzhi's heart froze immediately, but before he could get a vaccination to stop it, Qi Rendong sneered softly, adding a last word to this bad situation. a fire -

"This has nothing to do with the commander." Qi Rendong's taciturnity along the way has all been fed to the dog at this moment, "No matter how clever the teacher is, he can't point out the dung and rotten wood."

Tang Tongzhi: ...

Tang Tongzhi's eyes widened in despair, watching Mu Fengyang jump on the spot, he knew that it was useless to say anything at this time.

Destroy it, he thought, I'm tired.

*

Zhu Qiheng woke up from the lingering black sweetness. Before his consciousness was fully awake, his sense of smell took the lead and caught the rich fragrance lingering around him.

Ever since the former emperor returned to the harem and stopped going to court, this smell has always lingered in the palace. The little prince was born in this breath, and suppressed his growth in this strong fragrance, but no matter how much he hated this millennium. The smell of becoming the same, it has become a part of him unconsciously, and he can't quit it anymore.

But Lanxuan is different...

The side of the face has a flexible texture, and the temperature belonging to Lanxuan is radiating softly, just like his breath, even though it is suppressed by the ubiquitous fragrance, this light and unique taste still has not disappeared, it is hidden in the thin fabric , people can't help but want to capture it.

Zhu Qiheng opened his eyes, and the dim light penetrated through the layers of tulle, illuminating the narrow space on the bed.

Is there anything more satisfying in this world than opening your eyes in the warmth?That's about as soon as you open your eyes, you can see the beauty.

Under this soft halo, Lan Xuan, with his head bowed and his gaze restrained, is enough to enter the painting, every line is so straight and powerful, except for the slightly curved Adam's apple, the straight mandible turns simply at the corner of the jaw, and the straight neck stretches across With broad shoulders and back, this is a very neat bone phase, which is not muddy at all between connection and extension, full of strength yet flexible and light.

If it is said that the beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, then this scene is a vivid interpretation, reminiscent of the fine brushwork of color rendering, or the freehand brushwork of poetry.

Really...

Zhu Qiheng smiled lightly.

"Is Your Majesty awake?" Zhu Qiheng's clear voice reached Zhu Qiheng's ears, interrupting his unbridled peeping, and his drooping eyelids were slightly lifted, revealing peaceful pupils, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is still sleeping. "

In order not to disturb the other sleeping person, these two words were transmitted into secret, and only the little emperor could hear them, so he half stood up, rested his chin on Lan Xuan's shoulder, and looked sideways. ——From this perspective, you can clearly see the Empress Dowager, a beautiful and petite woman who has almost entrusted her whole body to that broad shoulder.

In the past 20 years, Concubine Xiaolan has taken a large amount of precious medicines, so her body is always in a youthful and active state, just like ripe fruits that are about to fall to the ground, with the most abundant nutrients and the sweetest taste.

A woman in her forties, her skin is moist, plump and attractive, which is comparable to that of a [-]-year-old girl.

Qilinwei's dark green robe made the woman's skin as white as snow, but it's a pity that the little emperor didn't like this pleasing scene, on the contrary, he felt that this scene was a bit glaring.

Zhu Qiheng let out a soft breath, then lowered his head to Lan Xuan's earlobe, and asked in a breathy voice: "Lan Qing, you are biased, so you like the queen mother more..."

In this case, the cousin will definitely not let him disturb the aunt, so no matter what he does, this gentle man will maintain a stable posture.

Sure enough, Lan Xuan didn't dodge as usual, he just froze for a moment, and then he still chose to use voice transmission: "Your Majesty, I don't intend to offend."

no offense?That is, he neither has the heart to covet the Queen Mother, nor is he willing to listen to the emperor's whispers, but what is this simple verbal resistance? for.

Zhu Qiheng laughed softly again, he lowered his head, and buried himself intimately in Lan Duan's shoulder socket, the strong fragrance belonging to the palace had already infiltrated the shoulder locks, but even so, the aura belonging to Lan Xuan did not disappear, It hides under the collar, looming.

I've wanted to do this for a long time... Zhu Qiheng rubbed the tip of his nose against the thin fabric at the neckline. Of course, the Qilin Guard Commander would not wear the paper collars of the palace servants, so the moist breath fell on the two layers of silk cloth On it, it accumulated sticky and greasy, and finally soaked the naked skin under the collar.

"Your Majesty!" There was already a warning in Lan Xuan's voice, Zhu Qiheng paused, he raised his head, and he really looked into those helpless eyes.

Zhu Qiheng didn't like such restrained and polite eyes. What he expected was a more violent reaction, especially when the empress dowager was still sleeping soundly, and Lan Xuan was distracted by taking care of her.

This is the same as a child who has a temper tantrum. If he doesn't play tricks and turn the world upside down, and he doesn't get gentle coaxing, he will definitely not give up.

Zhu Qiheng stretched out his hand to support Lan Xuan's back, and rubbed the tight texture through the cloth, but their owner didn't give Zhu Qiheng the intense feedback that Zhu Qiheng expected. Lan Xuan just frowned and continued to transmit the sound: " Your Majesty, please stop playing around."

"Lan Qing is so determined..." Zhu Qiheng withdrew his hand a little bored, but then, his eyes fell on the only round arc involuntarily.

The warm light from outside the curtain blends with the thin amber coating, just like the syrup poured on the red fruit, golden and crisp, and the sweet taste can be imagined.

By coincidence, Zhu Qiheng stretched out his hand to hold Lan Xuan's shoulder, and immediately put it on his cousin's Adam's apple. Then he heard an inaudible groan, and the astonishment that meant rejection turned out to be the best. Encouragement, since licking and licking can get such a response, then——so he started sucking lightly.

This aggressive trick was very effective, Lan Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed his elbow against Zhu Qiheng's chest, the little emperor also let go, he no longer suppressed his voice, licked his lips, and laughed out loud.

At this time, the empress dowager finally woke up. She seemed to want to bury her face in her nephew's arms from her sleepy eyes, so she murmured: "Xuan'er... what's wrong..."

Seeing that the queen mother was about to reach out to grab her neck, Lan Xuan subconsciously retreated sideways, but this would send him into another person's arms, so he could only persuade in a bit of embarrassment: "Mother queen mother, you should get up."

*

The curtain was lifted, and the owner of this palace finally finished his long nap, so his loyal servants rushed to provide thoughtful service. Next, everything is completed in a very short time.

As the manager, Wang Zhong finally presented the tray with three open cups of white fungus and bird's nest. They were similar in appearance, but one was light and two were fragrant. The little emperor took the first cup, which was tasteless, and left two The sweet and tangy soup came: "I don't like these sweet ones, you two drink it."

The Empress Dowager just woke up, the flour was springing, and her eyes were full of light: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Then I will eat the same as Xuan'er."

Miao Xuan also brought a cup to his mouth. He couldn't get along with the food, and he didn't eat lunch, so it's sweet.

Miao Xuan originally thought that this thing would quench thirst and not be greasy like sweet tea, but he didn't expect that it was not the case at all. Tremella and bird's nest were sticky and sweet, as if he was eating honey directly. This stuffy mouthful almost stuck his throat: "... ..."

The little emperor laughed first: "Hey, this dish is a great tonic, why did Lan Qing eat it all in one bite?"

"Xuan'er, that's not how you eat sweet soup..." The empress dowager was also grinning, she picked up one but didn't drink it, she just used a porcelain spoon to draw circles in the soup cup, "Wang Zhong, are you still making it in a daze?" What?"

The old eunuch smiled more kindly, and promptly handed over the glazed bottle: "Lord Lan, please use a refreshing drink."

"Thank you... What is this sweet soup made of?" Miao Xuan took the bottle, and the effect of replenishing the soup was immediate, and he was already starting to feel hot.

Wang Zhong bowed and reported the name of the dishes: "None of them are expensive things. You expect them to be Jiangnan golden amber fungus in season, Xueya bird's nest tributed in the northwest, and Chenfu is more common, but some high-quality longan , red dates, wolfberry, angelica..."

Miao Xuan: "..."

For the wealthy royal family, this is indeed "not a precious thing", but these two main ingredients are actually quite rare and precious tonics, and they can stimulate each other when combined with cooking. Special attack is a powerful medicine that kills people. Normal people will be sorry for its great tonic if they drink a cup without blood rushing. Thanks to Miao Xuan's modeling, the internal circulation is well balanced, otherwise nosebleeds would already be present.

It was getting late, Miao Xuan estimated the time, put down the glass cup in his hand, and left immediately: "Your Majesty, I have been away from the capital for more than four months, there must be a backlog of chores in the guard, please allow me to leave first."

With the indulgence in the afternoon, the little emperor also knew that he would not be able to keep his good cousin tonight--Lan Xuan is a master-level master after all, and the reason for his retreat all the time was only because of Lan's blood relationship, the friendship between teachers and students, and the loyalty of the monarch and ministers , and once he has made up his mind, no one can shake his decision.

"Okay." Zhu Qiheng agreed straightforwardly, and even said considerately, "Then let Wang Zhong see you off...For the matter of the inner library, my cousin can directly tell Wei Jin."

Miao Xuan resigned immediately as if he had been pardoned, and there was even a sense of impatience in his actions, so the old eunuch had no choice but to follow his footsteps and chase out.

Before the smile on the corner of Zhu Qiheng's mouth could be put down, Lan Xuan had already tidied up his sleeves and left the bedroom. The man's back was merged into layers of gauze curtains, and the halo of the candle flame jumped as if disturbed. The door of the bedroom opened quietly. The wind from the outside couldn't get into the deep palace, let alone wash away the sweet smell. Soon everything returned to calm, and this gorgeous palace turned back into a pool of stagnant water.

He left again, impatiently, as if the cuddling with each other not long ago was just a short fantasy...

You think that you have got all the benefits of him, but then you will find that this layer of sweetness is pitifully thin, and under that kind skin is a soul as indifferent as wood and stone.

There is only a straight disposition under the gentle appearance, and a gentle temperament on the outside of the tough muscles and bones. How can there be such a hateful and cruel person in this world?

Zhu Qiheng sighed with a smile, and casually put down the porcelain cup in his hand. Then, he looked sideways at the woman beside him: "Queen, why don't you drink?"

Lan Qin was also staring blankly at the direction of the gate. At this moment, she finally came back to her senses. She heard the oracle clearly, so she suddenly stopped the movement of her hands. After a long while, she said softly, "Your Majesty, I, I can't drink anymore, this time... can I stop drinking?"

Zhu Qiheng was silent for a moment, and sighed with some disappointment: "How can this work, queen mother, your body is already fragile and useless, and it's hard to make it up to this point, is it still a waste of time?"

Lan Qin's fingers clenched tightly. She knew these reasons and understood that this matter was inevitable, but she just wanted to try and refuse once.

Why do you have such courage?Maybe it was because Xuan'er came back, and she got an undisturbed sleep because of it, so she always felt that His Majesty would be more tolerant.

Zhu Qiheng looked at his mother in name, this woman didn't have too deep a city, she was holding a delicate porcelain cup stiffly, her sweet smile was fixed at a perfect angle like a mask, but he could see through her at a glance Thoughts, and it made him unhappy.

He restrained his smile, and ordered softly: "Aqin, be obedient, okay."

Lan Qin seemed to have heard some natural order, so she shook her lips: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Immediately afterwards, the empress dowager was really well-behaved and sensible, and drank the sweet soup in the cup spoonful by spoonful.

*

Miao Xuan stepped out of the palace with heavy steps, the sweet taste still lingered in his throat, and the rich incense from the emperor's bedroom was still all over his body. At this moment, he just wanted to find a place to make up for supper , it's best to go back to the small bathroom where he has been away for a long time to tidy up his clothes, and give the marinated self a chance to clean up.

The incense in the palace doesn't smell bad, but it's just...too heavy.

"Lord Lan! You have to take this with you~" Wang Zhong caught up with Miao Xuan, holding a big food box in his hand, "You mentioned jujube cake last time, but this time it's definitely worth it!" Can't pull it off."

Miao Xuan stopped and thanked Wang Zhong for his kindness: "Thank you, I didn't expect you to remember this."

In this world, he entered the Qilin Guard at the age of 15, and he could see Wang Zhong beside Zhu Qiheng almost every time he entered the palace. After so many years, they were considered acquaintances.

"Who doesn't remember last year's Mid-Autumn Festival?" Wang Zhong's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Besides, this is Empress Antai's favorite cake. Your taste is really similar to Empress."

Empress Antai is Miao Xuan's aunt Sheng Cixian Empress Dowager Antai, who is also Zhu Qiheng's biological mother, but Miao Xuan doesn't think that their tastes are so similar. He himself has always been fond of food. Just eat what you want, after all, in his most basic concept, waste is a felony.

"You are so similar to your empress, ah, no wonder, niece, mother and son, we couldn't be closer..." It seems that because of recalling the old things, Wang Zhong's smile also restrained a little, "My empress is the most kind person, Kind and gentle, every Mid-Autumn Festival will give cakes."

Miao Xuan had never seen his aunt, not even a portrait, and when the old eunuch recalled it, he could only listen and have nothing to echo.

Wang Zhong babbled about the past, and personally led the way for Miao Xuan with a lamp. He talked a lot, and he couldn't help feeling: "The Lan family is really a good family, loyal and righteous..."

In the palace at night, there are bright palace lanterns everywhere, one post at ten steps and one sentry at five steps. Outside the palace is a majestic avenue, which is even more blocked in the middle of the night. Wang Zhong took Miao Xuan and turned into another road , and after a few turns, a sharp stone tablet was cast at the corner.

On the snow-white stone tablet is engraved a series of vermilion characters, full of murderous intent-Tai, Zu himself wrote, "The harem shall not meddle in politics and violators shall be beheaded."

The two bypassed the stele and arrived at the palace gate not long after. The chariots and horses had already been prepared, so Wang Zhong stopped and said goodbye reluctantly.

Miao Xuan once again thanked the old man for his concern. Now that the supper has been delivered to his hands, it is time to go back to the guard to catch up on sleep. He has to get up early tomorrow, and a lot of business is piled up on the desk, not to mention that he has to go to the royal family's library Ge study the dossier and try to dig out the secret that even Qilin Wei is not qualified to know...

But time is running out, he should go to Wei Jin first to ask for the key, but in the middle of the night, his commander ran to the West Bureau to keep Mr. Wei from sleeping. It was a retaliation that he never thought of.

Thinking of this, Miao Xuan got into the carriage, and the coachman who drove him was the palace servant. Of course, this little servant was under the jurisdiction of the Western Bureau. Before the carriage set off on the road, he respectfully reported to Miao Xuan: "Commander Lan, Our Overlord has a message for you."

Miao Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt a bad premonition: "What did he say?"

The waiter tremblingly said, "This afternoon, the Qilin Guard and the Western Bureau fought in Jinmen and smashed up a building. It was the governor who brought people to deal with it..."

Miao Xuan: "So—?"

Xiao Nei waited for Ai Ai: "The Governor said, please go to the West Bureau, no matter how late it is, he will be waiting for you at any time."

Miao Xuan: ...