Shengjing Conspiracy

"Those who can save Emperor Anping."

As the old man's voice was about to fall, the door was pushed open a crack from the outside. Shan Yuan wanted to raise his hand but was stopped by Shang Lanqing behind him.

"Look at the situation first." Shang Lanqing said, he didn't feel any malice from the people outside.

"The young man is quite impatient." The outsider walked into the room, and there was a stooped old man with him, "This old man is Weng Hui'en of Nanshan medicine, and I gave the medicine for the fake death of Emperor Anping."

Southern yam man?

Both Shanyuan and Shang Lanqing were taken aback. How could such an old fairy appear in the legends of the world, and how could Emperor Anping have the fake death medicine given by the other party?

Seeing the doubts on the faces of the two children, Hui En smiled, and did not rush to answer, but first went to look at Emperor Anping in the coffin, took a pulse for a moment and nodded in satisfaction, "It's not bad, as long as you take it You can wake up within two or three days with the antidote."

"May I ask the medicine man what's the previous relationship?" Shang Lanqing's posture was completely put on the position of a child, respectful and well-behaved.

Huien pinched his beard and looked at the two children, his eyes flicked back and forth between them with interest, Shanyuan's thick skin was okay, but Shang Lanqing couldn't bear it, and blushed.

"I'm just doing things for others." Hui En shrugged, and he pointed to Emperor Anping in the coffin, "His time is approaching, if it wasn't for the fake death medicine, he would have died a long time ago."

"But father, what is he doing this for?"

"Probably because I want to meet Jiangnan Xing." Shanyuan replied.

Shang Lanqing was taken aback for a moment, he naturally already knew that Jiangnan Xing was a prince left behind by the people, but it stands to reason that no one told Emperor Anping about this.

"In fact, we have known the identity of Nan Xing for a long time, but in places like the imperial palace, we old men didn't want him to go back, so we never told him." Huien opened the cloth bag at his waist, and rummaged through a pile of small porcelain bottles for the antidote , "Some time ago, I happened to pass by the capital and gave this to Emperor Anping. Emperor Anping probably saw the problem in the court and did not refuse my medicine, but I don't know the real reason for him to take it."

"Father has known for a long time..." Shang Lanqing was stunned, his thoughts were in a mess for a while, he couldn't make up his mind and didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Emperor Anping in a daze.

What on earth was this man who once looked majestic in his eyes thinking?

Shanyuan, who was also stunned, remembered something he had almost forgotten a long time ago.

……

In fact, it can't be said for a long time. In fact, it was more than half a year ago. At that time, Wen Youqing had just met Jing Yun, and Shang Lanqing was already used to Shanyuan as a very useful helper.

One night, Shanyuan was drinking alone in the yard. He wanted to stay drunk for a long time, but he couldn't get drunk after a thousand cups, so he could only drink cup after cup, and his mind remained clear.

"The national teacher is drinking here alone, what's bothering you?"

"His Majesty."

Facing Emperor Anping's sudden visit to Shanyuan, he was not surprised. He saluted with an indifferent expression. He was not a Dasheng person and had no respect for the emperor. What's more, Emperor Anping was a threat from another angle. his people.

Emperor Anping, who shouldn't have stayed for a long time, somehow happened today. He didn't care about the other party's indifference, so he sat down opposite him and said suddenly: "I heard that you have been getting very close to Lan Qing recently."

Unexpectedly, Emperor Anping would talk about this matter, Shanyuan felt a thump in his heart, and his nerves tensed instantly, "His Royal Highness is intelligent and gentle, and I know that Danqing, the prince's master, is a famous artist, so he would come to ask for advice from time to time. two."

These words were mixed with truth and falsehood, Shanyuan couldn't figure out what Emperor Anping meant when he said this, and all the reasons he said were to take the initiative on himself.

"Lanqing's Danqing is really good." Emperor Anping seemed to agree with him, "The child has been quiet since he was a child. Among the princes, he is the most like his mother, and he is also the one who suits me the most."

"His Royal Highness is a very good prince." Shanyuan responded ambiguously.

Emperor Anping chuckled, and said lightly: "But he is not suitable to be an emperor, nor can he be an emperor."

"Your Majesty—"

"Okay, don't be serious, I'll just come over and chat with you." Emperor Anping looked at the dark sky, "It would be great if it didn't happen to me back then."

Shanyuan didn't answer, he could tell that Emperor Anping was bored and wanted to find someone to vent.

Sure enough, there was no response, Emperor Anping didn't say anything, he murmured a few inaudible whispers, and stood up, "It is I who disturbed the national teacher to rest."

"I'm fine." Shanyuan paused, thinking of Shang Lanqing's concern for Emperor Anping, and added, "It's just that your majesty should pay attention to your body."

"I see." Emperor Anping walked out of the Star Picking Hall with a smile.

……

Recalling this incident, Shanyuan looked at Emperor Anping with a complicated expression—could it be that the father-in-law already knew his identity at that time?

After a brief explanation, Hui En looked at the two children, "Just take the antidote and wait. You guys should also rest early, and leave for Kunshan County together tomorrow."

The old, the young, and the half-dead all went to bed and lay down, but in the dark environment on the other side, a group of people didn't sleep.

In the darkened underground space, long dragon-like lights were burning on the stone wall. A figure of a man who almost merged with the darkness stepped up to the high platform in the middle. He turned around and took off the cap of his cloak, revealing that he was wearing a mask s face.

"Tianyao Jiuli, restore Jiuli!"

The man raised his arms and shouted, and the kneeling people under the high platform also shouted the same words, echoing in the endless darkness.

"People of Jiuli! We have lived in this place for a hundred years because of the emperor of the Central Plains. Our ancestors are weak and incompetent and want to resist, but I can't!" The man pointed behind him, and the people under the high platform lit the fire dragon, and soon the dark corner It also became brighter, and there were pieces of coffins standing there, eerie and eerie.

If Wen Youqing were here, he would have found that the arrangement of this coffin was exactly the same as the Sun Tomb he saw in the underground palace in the border town.

"They are the former kings of Jiuli, and they are also the sinners of Jiuli. Today I will use their destruction to witness the light of Jiuli!" As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a fire ignited on the inexplicable coffin, which spread quickly. It opened, but in a few seconds, there was only a piece of ashes left.

"Tianyao Jiuli, restore Jiuli!" The people in the audience shouted again, and the man heard the endless voice, and the pride in his chest seemed to be overflowing.

But the pain of burning and tearing came from under the mask, and those passionate emotions seemed to be extinguished by a basin of ice water. He walked down from the high platform, and the guard walked over hurriedly and leaned over to him. It's set up."

"Very good." The man held the mask and let out a weird laugh, "Is Xiaoyun here?"

"Forget it, it's almost time to Suzhou Mansion." The guard said.

"That's good." The man clenched his fists, and he took off his mask, revealing a hideous mottled area under the mask, which was the price he paid for the divine power of the Jiuli tribe.

The guard didn't dare to look at the man's face, he lowered his head and stepped back, leaving the man standing there alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the middle of the night, everyone in Luming Village was woken up. At this time, they gathered in the yard and formed a circle. In the middle of the circle lay a young man in night clothes.

"Who's this?" Wen Youqing was wearing Jing Yun's outer shirt, yawning and looking at the young man with tears in his eyes.

The third person who caught the person replied: "It should be a thief."

"What do you mean a thief! I'm a grand thief! My name is Qian Manman!" Qian Manman suddenly became upset, sat up from the ground in a jerk, and emphasized at the top of his voice.

"Qian Manman? What a name." Wen Youqing looked at him sitting on the ground and laughed. He named him such a name. The person who named him must be a talent.

Qian Manman was quite happy, snoring and grinning at his messy hair, "Yes, this name was given by my master, I really like it."

Everyone was helpless, it was fine if the money was full of incomprehensible, dare to follow an incomprehensible master, Jiang Nanxing thought it was interesting and asked, "Who is your master?"

"My master is an expert in the world!" He said and compared his thumb, "Don't be intimidated by saying it, my master's name is Qian Laoduo!"

Everyone: "..."

Wen Youqing clapped her hands, "What a name, what a name!" How can someone who can come up with a name like Qian Man Man be a reliable person.

"Brother, I think you have good taste. We must make friends. My buddy will give you a meeting gift!" Qian Manman said as he got up from the ground and began to pick all kinds of things on his body. Tickle it.

Wen Youqing, who was suddenly gifted, froze in place. What is the origin of this money, why is he acting like a normal person now that he was subdued to the ground just now?

Compared to Wen Youqing who was dazed who didn't know martial arts, Jing Yun kept Wen Youqing behind him calmly, exchanged glances with An San, and made a warning gesture.

"I remember I carried it with me? Where did I go? Don't just drop it just now!" Qian Manman took out a half-burned torn paper from the seam of his clothes and threw it to Wen Youqing, " Hey, brother's gift for you."

A piece of torn paper as a gift?

Wen Youqing raised her eyebrows, becoming even more curious about Qian Manman's identity.

He settled down to look at the torn paper in his hand, it was a tattered map, it looked quite old, and he couldn't tell where it was at all.

"Looking at the outline, this should be the map of Yushan." Jing Yun said lightly, Wen Youqing frowned and looked at Jiangnan Xing, "Didn't you all get ambushed on Yushan that day?"

"Well, I suffered a lot from that broken place." Jiang Nanxing still feels pain all over his body when he thinks about it now.

Jing Yun claimed to have seen a lot of things in the world, but he had never seen anything weird and unpredictable on the battlefield. However, if the map on this map is true, then Jing Yun will really look at this place in Kunshan County with new eyes.

"According to the drawing on the map, the inside of the fish mountain has been hollowed out." Jing Yun rubbed his chin and thought.

"Really or not, I'm crazy." Hearing what he said, Wen Youqing's eyes widened in surprise, and she leaned closer to look, "What do these villains mean?"