Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"...The sacred decree is here, Master Hou wants to see it with his own eyes?"

Wei Yan's face was livid, and he pulled away the imperial decree and stared at it wide-eyed, as if he couldn't believe that the emperor would make such a decree to crush his old father-in-law's face on the ground.

It's a pity that he heard and read right, the ink on the silk script with colorful dragon patterns is strong and well-rounded, it is clearly written by the imperial pen, and together with the jade seal on it, it is also a square "treasure of the emperor".

Wei Yan gritted his teeth, and finally twisted his facial features into a distorted expression: "Since Su Yushi has confirmed that Ben Hou is harboring criminals, then go ahead and search! If you can't find it, Ben Hou will go to Fengtianmen and kneel at the gate to remonstrate. Get rid of you, a slanderous and mischievous little boy, I, Wei Yan, will never be a human being!"

Su Yan took back the imperial decree from his hand, put it in his arms, and said calmly: "What the Marquis of Xian'an said is suspected of slandering the emperor."

"This Marquis is clearly scolding you! Hugh is talking nonsense and fabricating charges!"

"When you call me slanderous, don't you imply that the emperor is a foolish king who will be deceived by slander? Isn't this slander and what is it?"

Wei Yan choked for a moment, but Mrs. Qin next to her looked calm and said sharply: "Su Twelve is well known for his sharp teeth, so there is no need to show off here. Since you have an imperial decree to protect yourself, you can dig three years in my marquis' mansion." Ruler, see if you can find your so-called prisoner, please!" She pointed to the spacious courtyard behind.

Thousands of Tengxiang guards raked the entire Marquis of Xian'an's mansion back and forth several times, but they did not find any trace of Mr. He or the leader of the Qisha camp.

Even the wing room where Mr. He once lived, as identified by the two spies of Jin Yiwei, still has the ruins of the fire.

Sitting in the hall drinking tea, Wei Yan showed a malicious sneer at Su Yan: "At the court meeting tomorrow morning, I'll see you."

Su Yan ignored him and walked out of the house.

Shen Qi happened to come back after patrolling around, and shook her head at Su Yan, saying that she had never seen anyone leave during the time she surrounded the Hou's mansion.

Su Yan also believed that with Shen Qi's ability, even if she couldn't win the camp owner alone, she wouldn't let him escape easily.And with so many Jinyiwei guards staring at him, no matter how good the opponent's lightness kung fu is, it's impossible to hide it from everyone's eyes.

Therefore, Mr. He and the camp owner are likely to still be here.

"There is also Feng'anhou's Mansion. I will take people there to search, and I will trouble Qilang to keep watching."

"—Do you like to eat pinpo fruit?"

Su Yan was about to get on the horse, when she suddenly heard Shen Qi's question, she was slightly startled and answered honestly: "I don't like it very much."

Grafting technology in this era is still immature, and apples are far inferior to modern ones in terms of appearance and sweetness. It is normal for Su Yan to think that the taste is bland.

However, people at that time liked to put apples beside their pillows and sniff the fragrance to fall asleep, so they took the word "Pinpo" from the Buddhist scriptures as the name, which means "lovesickness", so it was also called "lovesickness fruit". .

Shen Qi said "Well", but her expression didn't change.However, Su Yan could see the regret in his eyes, so he excused: "The main reason is that I am too lazy to peel the skin. If someone can do it for you—"

Shen Qi's eyes were soft: "After I go back, I'll cut it for you."

Su Yan warmed up from body to heart, gave him a look with a smile, got on his horse and left.

Feng'anhou's Mansion is only a stone's throw away from Xian'anhou's Mansion, and it can be reached in the blink of an eye.When Su Yan led the team to the gate of the Marquis Mansion, King Yu's card game had already dissipated, and he also drove the three young scholars who were playing with him to nowhere, and even removed the low couch with the canopy, so he had to be alone. Qi Yu stood proudly in front of the steps.

"Thank you, my lord, for your help." Su Yan got off his horse and cupped his hands, expressing his sincere thanks.

"Why are you being polite to me?" King Yu put his hand on his shoulder, as if he was a good brother.

Although this move was a bit intimate, it did not have any obscene meaning, which made Su Yan gradually let go of the previous disgust and rejection, and stopped being cold-hearted.He pushed away the hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I want to go in and search, and I have to trouble the prince to keep watching outside, lest the other party escape in the chaos."

King Yu nodded: "Leave it to me, and I guarantee that not a single fly will fly out."

Marquis Feng'an was ill and his wife was weak. Su Yan dealt with them more easily than Wei Yan, and ordered a group of wolves and tigers to guard Feng'anhou's mansion to the bottom.

But the whereabouts of Mr. He and the camp owner were still not found.

"Going out and not going out, looking for but not being able to find, know how to escape the earth? No..." Su Yan frowned and thought, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and he thought of another possibility - there is a secret room or secret passage in the Hou's mansion, and people are hiding in it , Wait for the limelight to pass before shifting.

So he ordered Teng Xiangwei to check every corner and make sure to dig three feet.After searching and searching, he himself discovered something strange——

Wei Jun's study seems to be more spacious from the outside than from the inside.It's just that the difference is very subtle, and it's hard for ordinary people to notice it.Because Su Yan had moved three times in his previous life, he almost did all the renovations by himself. He was aware of the gap between the building area and the inner area of ​​the apartment because he was shy and had to plan carefully.

He called several Tengxiang guards, measured the area along the outer wall with the number of steps, and then went into the room to measure again, and soon found that the problem was the wall where the bookshelves were placed.

There should still be a small space behind the wall.

It's not big, it's estimated to be seven or eight square meters, more than enough to hide two people.

Su Yan ordered Xu Yong, the supervisor, to open the mechanism.Xu Yong pretended to be stupid, until Teng Xiangwei took the gunpowder and planned to blow up the wall, then he changed his color and was forced to open the mechanism.

The secret door opened slowly, and the Tengxiang guards guarded Su Yan behind him vigilantly.

The dim candlelight flickered in the secret room. Su Yan looked through the crowd and saw a figure sitting in lotus.The flame light vaguely illuminated the man's side face, as well as the chessboards on the tables in front of him.The man was holding a chess piece in his hand and was contemplating deeply, as if turning a blind eye to the situation where he was being rounded up.

The Tengxiang guards had never seen such a calm criminal before, and they couldn't help being a little bit surprised.In the breath-holding silence, the man finally dropped his hand and made a slight "click".

The soft sound seemed to break some illusion. The man lifted his face half covered under his long hair, and smiled slightly at Su Yan: "I have admired you for a long time, Mr. Su."

He had never met him before, but Su Yan knew that this person was Mr. He.

Just as Mr. Crane can recognize him from the crowd at a glance.

So Su Yan cupped his hands: "I have admired you for a long time, Mr. He."

"How about a game of chess with Yu?" Mr. He warmly invited.

Su Yan stood at the door of the secret room, neither advancing nor retreating: "You have no sons left, why don't you abandon them and admit defeat."

Mr. He got up and straightened his clothes, and walked towards him.The Tengxiang guards raised their weapons as if they were facing an enemy, and protected Su Yan behind them.

"The one who wins or loses a game may not win to the end." Mr. He said.

Su Yan smiled: "It's better for you to go to the prison and say this."

Seeing Teng Xiangwei escorting Mr. He out of the study, the leader of the Seven Killing camp who was hiding in the dark sneered silently: Where is the respondent?Now that you are captured, let's see how you can still play tricks!It's a pity that the master's great work has not been completed, and another partner has to be changed.

He knew he might not be safe either.As long as he has not been arrested, the hunt in the Hou Mansion will not end.

The camp owner thought of a tunnel connecting the two Houfus.

He decided to go through the tunnel and return to the Marquis of Xian'an again.After all, there has been a round of raking there, and the vigilance of the guards in Jinyi should be relaxed, and it is easier for him to find a gap to escape.

The internal injury caused by the fight with King Yu flared up faintly, and the battalion leader swallowed a pill, but he didn't have time to dissipate the medicine and use his kung fu to heal his injury.Enduring the tingling pain in his meridians, he pushed his body skills to the limit, avoided the ubiquitous Teng Xiangwei, and entered the hidden entrance of the tunnel.

The tunnel is not long, only more than a hundred feet, he quickly walked out of the tunnel, listened quietly near the exit for a while, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, he rushed out of the tunnel exit.

At the same time as the secret door was closed, a large net made of iron and iron fell from the sky and covered him with its head full!

The battalion master reacted very quickly, with two hooks, one hook was thrown into the air with force, and the iron net was lifted up and rotated like a giant umbrella.

The man blocked with the Xiuchun knife, stepped back several times, and stabilized his figure.

... It's Jin Yiwei Shen Qi!The battalion master's face was filled with murderous aura, and without a word, he turned his hands and turned the soul-breaking hook. While his body was undulating, the hook blade swam like a dragon in the waves, and cut towards the opponent's waist and abdomen again.

This move was extremely fast and treacherous, Shen Qi knew that if she hadn't been injured... No, if she was in the heyday when she hadn't even received the punishment of "cleaning up", she might be able to block it and fight back.But according to his current skill, he might be invincible.

Before the tip of the blade reached, Shen Qi's true energy pierced her skin, Shen Qi suddenly lowered her waist in the sharp warning issued by her fighting consciousness, and barely avoided the hook blade with an "iron bridge" that was level with the ground.

Seeing that the chief officer was in danger, the Jinyi guards formed a formation of swords, and all rushed towards the camp leader.

Shen Qi contracted her abdominal muscles, and her upper body bounced back vigorously. She lowered her head and looked at Yesa's long slit, which faintly shone with a dark golden luster.

——If he hadn't worn the golden silk soft armor in advance, this hook might have ripped him apart.

With such a character with strong martial arts and cunning moves, it's no wonder that even Jing Hongzhui is no match for him.

Shen Qi recalled the day when Jing Hong was chased by the battalion master's soul breaking hook and the flute player's ecstasy Feiyin, and became obsessed. She had to admit that she might not be able to last longer than him.

That reckless rivers and lakes... is not without merit.

Shen Qi threw this flashing thought behind her in an instant, took out a fireworks with whistle from her bosom, lit it and fired it into the night sky.

Outside the gate of the Marquis of Feng'an's Mansion, King Yu turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a crimson flame flying in the sky.

He knew that this was Jin Yiwei's special communication fireworks. When Linhua Pavilion was preparing to deal with Fuyin, Shen Qi also gave him one, and he still kept it until now.

He flew onto the horse, held a lance in one hand, and pulled the rein with the other, and turned around and walked away.

Hua Ling, the new commander of the palace guards, quickly asked, "Where is the prince going, do you want us to follow?"

King Yu replied: "You stick to your positions and don't let the suspect get away. You should follow Master Su's arrangement. I'm going to meet Jin Yiwei. I'm afraid something difficult will happen there."

He flicked the reins, and the black horse under him jumped out like a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Marquis of Xian'an's mansion. King Yu and his horse rushed up the steps, crashed into the gate, and heard the sound of fighting from the backyard.

He jumped on the saddle and flew across the roof ridges and inner walls with his horse spear, and saw the Seven-kill camp leader who was fighting with Jin Yiwei.

Shen Qi raised her eyes to look at him: "This person is very strong in martial arts, even if he can win with the wheel tactics, it will still be a heavy loss. Please help His Royal Highness Prince Yu."

King Yu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You beg me?"

Shen Qi's expression was gloomy: "Your Highness, please make it clear that you took the initiative to invite Ying to participate, whether you are afraid of war or relying on merit, in a word - leave without fighting, stop talking nonsense."

King Yu hid his anger in a smile, and slapped the sword wound on his waist and abdomen that had not fully healed, shaking him back two or three feet: "The dog who committed the following offense, when you take down the Seven Killing Battalion Master, this The king will deal with you again!"

Shen Qi staggered back, stabilized her footsteps, and wiped away the scarlet blush around her mouth with the back of her hand.He didn't raise his face, only a pair of eyeballs turned up, wolf-like cold, staring at the back of King Yu who was fighting with the camp leader, his pupils were so dark that no light could enter.

After staring at it for a few breaths, he put down his blood-stained hand, held the Xiuchun knife tightly, and turned to leave.

Mr. He was bound by iron chains and stuffed into a prison car.A large group of Jinyi guards escorted the prison car to Beizhen Fusi's imperial prison.

Su Yan couldn't find Shen Qi for a while, so he asked his confidant Qianhu Shiyanshuang: "Where is your Lord Shen?"

Shi Yanshuang replied: "Your Majesty Tongzhi led a team of Tiqi to open the way ahead. After all, this place is a long way from Beizhen Fusi, so I don't want to cause trouble."

Su Yan nodded: "That's right, Qilang is more careful."

Shi Yanshuang silently corrected: he is called scheming.

After catching Mr. He, Su Yan's heart was half relieved, and he was concerned about the other side, King Yu who was fighting fiercely with the stubborn Seven Kills camp leader.

The roof collapsed one by one, and the pillars were broken one by one. The movement was like an earthquake—fortunately, it was the Marquis of Xian'an, Su Yan didn't feel sorry for the house.

He told Teng Xiangwei: "The crossbowmen and firearmsmen should be in their respective positions. Once the red-robed man gains the upper hand or wants to escape, shoot him hard!" After thinking for a while, he added, "Be careful!" , don’t accidentally hurt King Yu.”

In the dark streets and alleys, the torches in the hands of Tiqi barely illuminate the surrounding alleys, and the dense tree canopies protruding from the walls on both sides, and there is a thick darkness outside.

The prison cart, which was sandwiched between the two teams of horsemen, rolled over stone slabs, muddy water, and withered flowers on the top of the tree, and drove forward.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the air.A gust of night wind blew the rain-soaked fallen flowers into Shuangshuang's back collar.He shrank his neck, and suddenly trembled, muttering: "Why do I have an ominous premonition..."

As soon as the words fell, a Tiqi beside him shook twice. His body suddenly fell off the horse's back, and he fell to the ground with a muffled "plop".

puff.

Plop... Puff... Puff, Plop, Plop...

The sound was like dumplings being put into the pot, and it became more and more dense.Shi Yanshuang looked back in amazement, only to see an empty horseback, and Jinyiwei, who were scattered all over the ground, remained motionless.

There is an enemy attack!

Where is the enemy, and what method is used?

Is there an ambush in the alley?

Master Tongzhi led a team to investigate this route, there should be no ambush... Thoughts were flying like gnats, Shi Yanshuang's mind became more and more dizzy, and he soon lost consciousness. Falling down on the side——

puff.

Dozens of masked men in night clothes emerged from the darkness and surrounded the prison van.They hacked with swords and knives, trying to cut off the thick iron chain that locked the car door, they cut sparks everywhere, and there was a clanging sound, but only shallow marks were left on the iron chain.

In the iron-cast carriage, Mr. He sat cross-legged in meditation, with his eyes closed, his wrists were set off by the heavy black shackles, which made him extraordinarily thin and handsome.His fingers kept moving slightly. Looking carefully, it turned out that there was a white ball on the tip of his left finger, and a black ball on the tip of his right finger. The two balls knocked on each other, and the sound was like a spring.

"...It's disgusting, so narrow, closed, dark, and dead." He said in a very soft voice that he could hardly hear himself, "It's not fear, it's disgust. Yes, it's not fear, it's disgust……"

While knocking on the chess pieces to make a slight noise, he repeated the last sentence many times, fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, and his expression, which was always calm and breezy, was also shrouded in an indescribable shadow.

Suddenly, two strangely shaped keys were thrown in through the air-permeable slit of the car window.The keys, one large and one small, are tied together on the brass ring.

Mr. He wanted to catch the bunch of keys, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and the keys fell on the robe between his legs.He took a deep breath, clasped the two chess pieces in the palm of his left hand, squeezed the small key in his right hand, and fumbled to open the shackles.

He moved to the car door and pushed the big key out through the crack of the door.

The iron lock was finally unlocked, and the car door opened. The masked man in black, headed by him, lowered his head and cupped his fists: "Is the leader all right?"

Mr. He, who reappeared in front of everyone, was still an ethereal and calm scene, as if the cold sweat and raving in the carriage before were all hallucinations.

Mr. Crane smiled and nodded, scanning the congregation present.These are the elite who survived the purge of the Vacuum Cult by the imperial court, but Mr. He didn't pay much attention to them, his eyes passed over the crowd, and he went straight to the darkness at the corner of the street ahead.

He approached step by step until he could clearly see the figure hidden in the darkness.

"Shen Tongzhi really kept his word, and lived up to his high expectations." Mr. He said, handing over the two keys, "return to the original owner."

Shen Qi held the Xiuchun Knife with both arms, and said coldly: "Didn't you predict that I would appear? Why put on airs."

Mr. He said: "I have received your sincerity from those two nomination certificates. It's just that I'm not sure how deep this sincerity is, and whether it can be so deep that it can completely draw a line from the identity of the Emperor's Blade. Fortunately, Yes, you are a hero."

Those who know current affairs are Junjie.Shen Qi twitched the corner of her mouth sarcastically: "I want to ask you a few questions."

"Excuse me."

"Is Feng Qu'e a believer in the king?"

"Yes."

"After the death of King Xin, is it King Ning who came to contact Feng Que and continue to serve him?"

"No."

"Who is that?"

Mr. He smiled and said, "Why do you want to know who he is?"

Shen Qi said: "With such a big game of chess, such painstaking layout and moves, I want to know who the player behind it is, and whether it's worth my trust. Can I get what I want. "

Mr. He asked back: "What do you want?"

Shen Qi was silent for a moment, and said: "Power and status. It is enough to protect the flesh and blood from being coveted, bullied, and robbed."

Mr. He smiled knowingly: "Master Shen is very interesting. He is an unscrupulous careerist and the world's number one lover. I dare say that you will be reused by him in the future."

"He - who is it?" Shen Qi pressed, "I don't serve an invisible shadow."

Mr. He said: "When the time is right, you will naturally meet him. Now you should return to Emperor Jinglong's court hall and continue to be your acquaintance of Jin Yiwei, waiting for the next 'gatekeeper' to contact you."

Shen Qi sneered and asked: "Empty words have no proof, so why do you take it as a token?"

Mr. He thought for a while, and replied: "You can go to the stall and eat a bowl of wonton later."