Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

On the day of the great ceremony in the palace, around noon, the sunny sky suddenly turned dark, and after a while, dark clouds covered the city, and a torrential rain was coming.

At the gate of Wei Yixiao's mansion, the leader of the imperial army, the servants took advantage of the rain and hurriedly lit the "Qi Death Wind" lanterns at both ends of the gate. Just after the completion of the work, a man of medium build, wearing a hat and coir raincoat rushed forward.

When the man arrived at the door, he was stopped by the servants, and without opening his mouth, he took out a bronze medal from his waist and handed it over. The leader of the servants looked at it carefully, and stepped aside first, to let the visitor in.

The visitor was obviously very familiar with the layout and structure of the Wei Mansion, avoiding the lobby, and went straight to the small flower hall in the backyard. Along the way, slaves and servants came and went, and no one stepped forward to ask questions.

It was not until inside the flower hall that the man took off the bamboo hat and revealed his true face—it was a tall young woman, but in her twenties, with fair complexion, round face and big eyes, her cheeks were flushed due to something, as bright as peaches and plums.

Panting slightly, she tied the bamboo hat on her back and stood upright.

Hearing the movement in the inner hall, someone came out to welcome the girl and led the girl into the study room. Wei Yixiao stood in the room with his hands behind his back, his brows were deeply furrowed. Are you settled?"

The woman knelt down and bowed her head towards Wei Yixiao, and said: "Yes, this subordinate has followed the leader's order and handed her over to a reliable family to take care of her, and left the three members of the team behind to protect her secretly."

Wei Yixiao nodded, motioning for the woman to stand up and answer, but she still didn't relax her eyebrows. The subordinates acted effectively, which is gratifying, but the emperor went to war, in addition to ordering the Minister of the Ministry of War to dispatch elite soldiers to escort him all the way, the post station was ordered to arrange board and lodging, and he was also ordered to send The confidant general, after all, is for the private affairs of Mrs. Zhao!

He didn't read much, and he didn't know the famous anecdotes of "a concubine riding in the world of mortals laughing, no one knew it was a lychee."

The emperor had his own way of seizing power and usurping the throne, until now, Wei Yixiao has followed by his side, while gaining wealth and wealth in danger, he thinks he still understands the emperor's heart a little bit.

The young king was ambitious, and he was unwilling to give up his aspirations to win the throne just because of Jiangzuo's wealth. Over the past few years, he had made drastic moves, slaughtered and fought, all of which were to accumulate strength for going north.

How can the overlord born for the world be bound by the love of broken sleeves that makes the world laugh, and give birth to the tenderness of children that shouldn't be there?

That tyrant of Nanyue deserves to die. When he was escorted back to Jinling, he should have secretly assassinated him, so as to avoid future troubles, and he would not be in the current situation where he had to join forces with Xie Lian.

Wei Yixiao was frowning, when he suddenly heard the woman probing: "The leader is planning to get rid of that noble concubine?"

"Indeed." Wei Yixiao did not deny that in the future, he would rely on the help of this young subordinate. When he ordered her to go to South Vietnam to take care of Zhao Rang's little girl, he already had some secret plans in his heart. He said again, "It's just that the Holy Majesty is protecting you tightly, so I have to join forces with Xie Shangshu...do you have any other good ideas?"

The woman thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Hasn't the leader already taken the best policy? The sage blamed the blame, and the leader can stay out of the matter. However, as soon as the subordinate returned to the capital, he heard rumors that Empress Xie lost her virtue and was moved to the palace. Now Xie Shangshu lacks the inner harem, and he doesn't know how to act in the court, so as to get rid of the concubine who is in the palace."

"Lead the snake out of the hole." Wei Yixiao briefly explained Xie Lian's plan. Seeing doubts flashing in the woman's eyes, he slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The imperial capital's imperial army is no small matter. The Xie family has been in business for many years, and Xie Kun is now in the Jinling, even if I can't get away with this matter, the Holy Majesty will never pursue me until the Xie family is eliminated."

This conclusion was taken by Wei Yixiao after a long time of deliberation and weighing. After all, he believed that the emperor would put the overall situation first and would not be trapped in a cocoon and bring about his own destruction.

As long as the treacherous sycophants around the king are cleared, the emperor will still be an unworldly king.

Of course, the best strategy, as this subordinate said, is to push all the responsibility to the Xie family, and the emperor's revenge will definitely be bloody and thorough.

He calmed down and said to the woman: "You have been working hard all the way, and now there is something else, I need you to go and find out the truth."

The fact that Zhao Rang's usurped concubine may have appeared in the capital has been lingering in Wei Yixiao's mind, and it seems to involve Xie Kun. Could it be that Xie Kun and his father have publicly broken up with Zhao Rang? Let the collusion?

After the woman heard this, she was about to take the order and leave when Wei Yixiao called her and said solemnly: "This matter should not be delayed, you'd better report the news to me within two days."

"Don't worry, leader." The woman replied in a low voice, put on the bamboo hat again, just like when she came, tried to avoid the servants in the mansion, and went out.

At this time, the rain was pouring down, like a dragon king wailing, and there were few people on the street.

The woman rushed in the rain for a while, but was finally defeated by the big and dense raindrops, and hid in the eaves of a house.

She shook the rain off her body, looking up at the sky and sighing.

Seeing just now that the leader has made up his mind, she doesn't like to criticize too much, but with her cautious nature, she was looking for an opportunity to kill the accompanying imperial concubine when the Emperor Shengjia was on tour on Chongyang Day. Within a short period of time, putting everything in one basket made it hard for her to believe that it was a strategy that Chief Wei could agree with.

If the royal concubine... the Nanyue tyrant is not on the trip, no matter how seamless the arrangement is, it is just a castle in the air.

What's more, when the killer was hurt in front of the holy driver, she couldn't help but shiver when she thought about it. How many dead bodies, how much blood flow.

She lowered her eyes and pondered, and her heart became more and more uneasy. If the leader insisted on going his own way, maybe she should find a way to live wisely and protect herself as soon as possible——

Then Zhao, what kind of supernatural power does it have, which not only makes the courtiers want to get rid of it quickly, but also boils "ecstasy soup" with the man's body, tossing the emperor fascinated?

Although she is an experienced detective of the Imperial City Division, she is still a girl at heart. After thinking about it, she suddenly realized that the rain had weakened. She couldn't help laughing at herself, pushed the bamboo hat on her head forward, and rushed into the rain again.

This time she went straight to the banks of the Qinhuai River. It was still early in the morning, misty and misty, and she didn't see the red sleeves fluttering on the water tower, singing and singing, and she was not a happy-seeker.

Knocking on one of the red doors, she stepped inside, the fence was empty and silent, the boy who opened the door obviously recognized her, and yawned as a greeting.

She didn't care about the boy's rudeness at all, and went straight upstairs, walked to the most spacious room in the back, coughed twice, stretched out her hand and pushed open the red sandalwood double wooden doors carved with the patterns of phoenix and singing, suddenly felt The aroma was pungent, and she couldn't help but sneezed twice, and then she heard a burst of crisp laughter: "Sister Xian'er is here."

The layout of the wing room is really dazzling. The wooden furniture such as beds, tables, tables and chairs are either red sandalwood or rosewood, with intricate carvings, colorful vermilion, and gold-painted borders. It is full of antique treasures such as ivory, porcelain, gold, jade and heavy objects, but the arrangement is haphazard, and the owner seems to pile them up at will.

It turned out that the girl's boudoir name was "Yuxian", and when the people in the room greeted her like this, her round face flushed slightly, and she sighed, "Second Sister, Mr. Tao."

On the bed in the room there was a man and a woman lying half-closed and half-lying. The woman had loose hair on her temples, no makeup applied, her shoulders and waist were exposed, and her lazy expression revealed the seductive charm of a brothel. She sat up first and pulled away. Silk curtain.

And that man was about thirty years old, with a high forehead and long face, white skin and beardless, his eyes slightly squinted, his fingers were slender and white and tender, and if he could shrink his palms, he could almost pretend to be a woman's slender hands.

With the support of the "Second Sister", Mr. Tao got up slowly, and smiled at Yuxian: "You child, you only disturb people's dreams."

"Although there is no sun, it's already afternoon." Yuxian pulled a grand teacher's chair and sat down facing the man. Fleeing, frowned and said, "It's not that I like to make trouble, it's that the leader has a reminder."

The Huafang Waterhouse named "Mirage" was originally under the jurisdiction of the Imperial City Division. In addition to its management, it also had the ability to collect intelligence. Back then, the famous prime minister Guan Zhong bought his daughter-in-law to raise military funds, and he also relied on female sex to recruit people. The available people have not changed until today.

Mr. Tao winked at the woman, she put on her gauze, retreated lightly, and closed the doors tightly, then he said: "It happens that there is something I want to tell you, from what I have seen, I am afraid No small matter."

Yuxian's heart suddenly rose to his throat: "What?"

"Only the day before yesterday, there was a visitor from Beiliang, and I didn't recognize any of them, but judging from his speech and behavior, he seemed to be from a famous family." Mr. Tao said while thinking about reminiscing.

That wave of guests arrived just after sunset, a group of eight people occupied No. That one wears a girdle around his waist, wears a Xulu leather belt made of wild horse skin, and wears "red tiger skin" boots. Of course, the red tiger skin is not the skin of a red tiger, but the skin of a wild deer. It is rare in the south of the Yangtze River, and even in the north, it is affordable for high-ranking officials and nobles.

In the Qinhuai sex scene, there are quite a few merchants traveling from south to north, but this group of people still attracted Mr. Tao's attention. He arranged for singers and dancers to live downstairs in the wing room.

There are copper pipes hidden everywhere in the brothel, under the bed, on the wall, etc., leading to the adjacent room or the room directly below, so that it is convenient to monitor the conversation between the prostitute and the guest.

Of course, Di Rong in the north doesn't understand these delicate tricks, he talks and laughs happily, and doesn't have much scruples, but most of them are unbearable words surrounded by men's wine, sex and wealth. Mr. Tao was feeling bored, but suddenly heard a deep voice inside. The blunt Chinese said: "The Han women in the south of the Yangtze River are beautiful, soft and charming, but even the men are so good-looking. No, it should be said that the most beautiful ones are the men. No wonder, Mr. Li. Your emperor likes men, is it that the one named Zhao is more attractive than you?"

After a burst of laughter, a young man suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Brother Shi, you're drunk!"

When Yuxian heard this, he got up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Then the surname of the people from Beiliang is Shi?"

Mr. Tao nodded meaningfully and sighed, reclined on the bed again, and said with a smile: "That's right, it is the surname Shi of the Beiliang royal family. That man dared to sneak into the enemy's country. Is there anyone to answer?"