Glass Bone

Han Qianyu was not actually on duty tonight, but he was sent into the palace overnight by an imperial decree. He is the commander of the front of the palace, and he is in charge of the security inside and outside the palace, so he dare not neglect.

When they arrived outside the emperor's bedroom, Prime Minister Su Hao was already there. Han Qianyu clasped his fists and bowed, "I don't know what is the important thing for the emperor to announce his humble position and enter the palace overnight?"

But Su Hao said: "I just arrived, and I know nothing like Han Dianshuai."

The two were relatively speechless, so they could only wait.

Simply having nothing to do, Han Qianyu sized up the overly handsome man in front of him. He was considered tall among scholars, and the purple-red court dress fit him perfectly. He looked heroic and handsome, with thick eyebrows Meaningful, with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes shining with waves, it is amazing to look at.

Su Hao's reputation outside is not very good. Han Qianyu has been in the palace for several years since he was 17 years old. He got to where he is today thanks to his family connections. Not a few words were spoken.According to legend, he was the number one scholar in the 18th year of Emperor Jingdi of the Jiangnan family. He is a rare talent, famous, educated and rich.However, he colluded with the current emperor who was still King Wu at that time, forcing the palace to seize the throne, causing more killings, and his thoughts were vicious and heinous.Seeing that he is only in his early thirties, he is already the prime minister of a country, and he has done a lot of immoral things according to the words of the market.

In recent years, the emperor's mind has become more and more difficult to figure out. He is often moody, dismissed from office, and severely punished. , and the position is extremely noble and unspeakable.The mystery of this has to make people think about the dirty side.

However, Han Qianyu didn't look at this man like a treacherous villain. At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back and calmed down, with the dignity and elegance unique to a literati.

He is a general, and he has been used to intrigue since he was a child, and he also knows that rumors of such things cannot be trusted.He wondered if this person was so bad that he didn't feel it anymore, or was he really being wronged and didn't know it?

But these should not be managed by him, his task is to maintain the law and order of the palace, that's all.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony finally opened, and what came out was not the eunuch delivering the decree, but a figure who was almost deified—Jiyue, the national teacher, who can only go away when offering sacrifices to the heavens. The person who watched from a distance, he was wearing a moon-white sacrificial robe, with silver hair all over his head, but his face still looked like a boy, his eyes were rare ice blue, and he was walking out of the emperor's bedroom with a tired face.

Su Hao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master, how are you doing?"

Jiyue waved her hands, but didn't answer his words directly, she just asked to the side: "Is Han Qianyu, the commander-in-chief in front of the palace, here?"

Han Qianyu stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "The minister is here."

Jiyue's eyes fell on him, which was so light but it made people feel like a mountain, as if he was just a tiny ant in front of him. Han Qianyu felt flustered inexplicably, and when a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead, that The sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and the national teacher said: "The emperor ordered Han Qianyu to rush to the Xicheng Prison Tianzi No. [-] overnight to pick up the criminals and leave immediately. I respect you."

His voice was also erratic, as if it came from outside the sky, but it hit his heart word by word.

Han Qianyu wondered, Xicheng Prison was just an abandoned prison, who asked him to go to interrogation day and night?But he didn't dare to ask more questions, he nodded and said: "I obey the order."

Jiyue paused for a while, then ordered someone to fetch a sword and said: "This sword is called Shentu, and it can keep the general safe and healthy on the road, so go and return quickly."

Han Qianyu observed the sword in his hand. The sword was about three feet long, and the blade was no more than two fingers wide.The doubts in his heart were even worse, he frowned and glanced at the national teacher, took the sword and thanked him: "Thank you, the national teacher, turned around and left.

Xicheng Prison is located in the western suburbs of Yunjing City, the road is not very far, and it takes two hours to go fast. At this time, the sky suddenly began to rain, and the dense raindrops were deafening like drums, faintly beyond the sound of rain. From far to near, the moonlight crushing the ground is like stepping on the heart of a person.

It was only when I got close that I could see that it was a group of cavalry, all black horses, and a tall man in the lead, wearing a silver steel armor, like flowing water under the moonlight, behind him was a water-red cloak in the misty rain Flying around at night, like a blooming flower of death.

Just after midnight, the cavalry team was walking in a water-stained shadow. Han Qianyu looked up and saw a high wall rising from the wilderness. The wall was made of huge stones , heavy and thick, indestructible.Walking closer, there was a dark iron gate, and through a finger-wide gap, he could see the flickering flames inside. He smelled a strong smell of blood, which came to his face together with the midnight breeze mixed with water mist.

This is the Xicheng Prison that everyone feared in the Chen Dynasty—the base camp of the notorious Imperial City Guard 60 years ago. The Shura Field where the tyrant Chen Houzhu Murong enemy killed innocent people indiscriminately. No one knows how many loyal ministers and good generals died. Here, I only know that no one who entered here has ever walked out of this place alive.

Time has passed, and this place has long lost its former prestige, but the tragic situation that seems to be close at hand still makes people shudder.

Suddenly, a cluster of flames ignited on the high wall, illuminating half of the city wall. At first, a hand, and then a pair of dark eyes turned around, revealing a very young face Come on, he clasped his hands on the wall and stared curiously at the cavalry under the city wall, and asked a little timidly: "Who are you? Come...what are you doing here."

Han Qianyu, dressed in silver armor, drove his horse to the door and said slowly: "Han Qianyu, the minister in front of the palace, came here by order."

The people on the wall pondered for a moment, the torches on the wall flickered and quickly dimmed, and everything inside the wall fell into a dead silence, as if no one had ever appeared on the wall.

Han Qianyu tilted his head to look at the thick and breathless iron gate, half of his thick sword eyebrows were raised high, and his patience was about to be exhausted by the troublesome night rain.

I don't know how long it took, there was a rush of footsteps behind the iron door, and a moment later someone came to the door quickly, and opened the door to reveal a muddy dead fish with red bloodshot eyes, but it was a middle-aged man in his fifties. Young man, the man's voice was sharp and vain, and there was a creepy feeling in the dark wilderness: "I am Yao Shun, the warden of the West City. Your Excellency said that he came here on order, do you have proof?"

The tone is vain, with a full smell of alcohol.

Han Qianyu walked up to him, so close that there was only a door across, took out a sign from his arms and waved it in front of his eyes. At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and there was a loud bang, instantly lighting up Everything, I saw that the word "Dianqiansi" was written vaguely on the sign.Yao Shun's heart contracted suddenly, and the man said softly: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! Are you still opening the door?"

His voice exploded in Yao Shun's mind like a muffled thunder, and he looked up in a trance, only to see the man in his twenties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and an extremely handsome appearance, holding the rein with both hands, looking down condescendingly with him.For a moment, he forgot to kneel down and salute.As the saying goes, one level of official rank overwhelms people to death, but the commander in front of the palace is upright from the second rank to his seventh-rank petty official. talk thing.

Thinking of this, the wine all over Yao Shun's body turned into cold sweat, dripping down his forehead. He opened the door gropingly, knelt down on the ground with a plop, crawled to Han Qianyu's side a few times, and hugged Han Qianyu. Holding his leg, he raised his hand and slapped his own face twice: "Damn it, I have no eyes. I didn't know Han Dianshuai was here. I beg you, please don't remember the villain's mistakes. Please forgive me this time..."

In fact, it can't be blamed on the jailer's arrogance, it's just that the prison in the west of the city is the most neglected place among the prisons in the four cities. The background and even the charges are not recorded, but there is only one point - once you are in, you don't have to go out whether you are alive or dead in this life.At least, in the years he's been in office, not a single one has stepped out from here.Where can the oil and water come from this kind of place where you can only enter and not go out?There are also some slack responsibilities over time.

Han Qianyu raised his foot and kicked him on the head, saying: "I am here to pick someone up by order. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Hurry up and lead the way. I have to dawdle and be careful with your head."

Seeing that the other party didn't care about him, Yao Shun breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to explore the other party's background, so he kowtowed a few times: "Yes...yes..." hurriedly got up and led the way.

The history of the existence of this prison is far longer than the recorded time, and the cobwebs are all over the ancient ruins.It doesn't look too big from the outside, but when you enter it, it seems to have no limit. There are eighteen floors like hell, and there are only nine floors upwards, and the other nine floors have to go underground.The person Han Qianyu wants is on the bottom ninth floor.

Yao Shun led a group of people to the elevator leading to the underground. It was an exquisitely designed mechanism, and turning the gears could control the platform to descend directly to the ninth floor underground.Han Qianyu had people guard the various exits of the prison, and only one person and Yao Shun got off the elevator platform.

As the lifting platform descended slowly, a gloomy cold air followed. The old jailer walked in front with an oil lamp and lantern. His hunched figure was reflected on the wall like a ghost, making the already dark prison look even more eerie. , the more he went in, the colder he felt like falling into an ice cellar.He thought to himself that the man did not know what serious crime he committed, and he wanted to be locked up in such a dark place.

After wandering around for a long time, he finally stopped in the innermost cell, took out a key and tried it one by one. Finally, when Han Qianyu's patience was about to run out, he heard a crisp click, and the cell door opened. opened.

The light in the cell was dim, and there were bronze lampposts on both sides of the aisle, with unknown burning objects, glowing with a faint blue light.Han Qianyu stood at the entrance and looked in. This place was a little different from what he had imagined. It was an empty cell, with only a huge cage placed in the center of the cell.Bronze lampposts are all around, but only the place where the cage is placed can't be clearly illuminated anyway.

The light in the cell was dim, and Han Qianyu stood outside the cage and looked in. He saw the prisoner inside sitting in a corner with his back against the wall. He was wearing a snow-white robe that was spotless, but he was wearing a heavy pair of clothes on his exposed hands and feet. The man was handcuffed and fettered, the man lowered his face slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the long black hair, and he looked at the ground in front of him lightly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Hearing the movement, the man's fingers hanging on his knees moved slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at him. There was a cluster of soul-stirring fire in his eyes, and he slowly moved away for a moment. , as if he, Han Qianyu, and this dark prison cell were not worth his slightest thought.

Han Qianyu didn't recognize this person, but he recognized his eyes. In Han Qianyu's twenty-odd years of life, there was only one person with such eyes, the thunderous prince of the Yan Dynasty - Lingyue City!