Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Su Yan hugged his little son who was over one year old, and shuttled through the lively crowd in Dongshi.

Fireworks, juggling, all kinds of toys and snacks dazzled Aji's eyes.He was extremely excited, and suddenly clapped his hands and giggled, and then put his arms around Su Yan's neck and called: "Father! Ah Ji wants to eat, godfather will buy it."

Su Yan bought him a lot of snacks and toys, and the big and small packages couldn't fit, so the two palace guards behind him carried them.

——As for His Royal Highness King Yu, he insisted on strolling together with shamelessness, but Su Yan had nothing to do with him.Unexpectedly, the carriage stopped at the intersection, and an edict from the palace called him over.

King Yu's face was dark, and he said to the servant in the decree: "I won't go! Just say that the king is unwell, please forgive me!"

The servant smiled apologetically: "Your Majesty, don't make it difficult for your servant, and this servant will kowtow to you."

King Yu had no choice but to leave behind a few guards, and before leaving, he told Su Yan: "Young bastard is very heavy, don't hold it for too long, throw it to the guards if you can't hold it for too long."

As a result, not long after he left, Ah Ji exhausted all the energy in Xiaoxiao's body because of being too excited, his eyelids struggled up and down twice, and fell asleep on Su Yan's shoulder in a blink of an eye.He fell asleep unconsciously, and couldn't wake up in any position.

Su Yan smiled and pinched his chubby face, handed him over to the guards, and brought him back to the palace together with the gifts he bought.

The guards wanted to keep the two to continue protecting, but Su Yan refused, saying that he wanted to wander around alone.

So he enjoyed the little loneliness in the noisy market, slowly strolling from the streets of Dongshi to the end of the street.

The shops at the end of the street are becoming less and less, the number of pedestrians is also significantly less, and even the street lights are not very bright.Going forward, there is the Tonghui River passing through the East City.

Last year, the case of Lingguang Temple caused hundreds of infant corpses to float in the river. Just after the new year, it was heard that two Jinyi guards were stabbed to death in the river, and there were no bones left.As a result, the people made up a lot of bizarre stories, which became more and more frightening, making this area even more closed every night, and no one dared to wander on the streets.

Seeing that the road ahead was getting darker and darker, Su Yan was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly saw a stall under the dim light on the corner of the street, with an old guise of "wonton stuffed with meat" and a stove that was sooty. Standing by is a sloppy boss.There are a few greasy square tables and benches along the street, and there are almost no diners.

— "almost," because there was another man in a dark blue dress and a large hat, with his back to him, sitting on a bench by the table.

Looking from a distance, Su Yan felt that the man's back was very familiar. The more he looked, the more he looked like... Qilang?

Because King Yu shamelessly asked Xiao Shizi to block the door, clamoring for "Godfather to take Ah Ji out to play", Shen Qi left angrily under Su Yan's helpless eyes.

He originally wanted to go back to Beizhen Fusi to handle some official business, and then come to Su Yan to renew the contract after the kid got tired of playing, but when he walked to an alley with two walls of flowers and trees, he suddenly remembered something.

That was Mr. Crane's conversation with him after he left the prison car.

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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."

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Shen Qi thought for a moment, then turned her horse's head and headed to Dongshi.

There was no diner at the wonton stall, and the owner curled up behind the stove to take a nap.Shen Qi walked over and sat down on the bench beside the table.Without raising his eyelids, the boss asked lazily, "What wontons do you want, and how many bowls?"

"A bowl of pork wontons without stuffing, plus a spoonful of chopped green onion and three drops of vinegar."

When the boss heard his voice, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up behind the misty stove, and straightened his stooped waist: "Master Shen, long time no see."

Shen Qi said: "It didn't take long. The Seven Killing Battalion and the Vacuum Sect have already been kicked out of the capital like bereaved dogs. Why didn't you run together with your tail between your legs?"

The boss laughed, didn't answer, and started to add fuel to the fire.

"So you are neither from the Seven Killing Battalion nor from the Vacuum Sect. Behind you, the 'gatekeeper', there is another master." Shen Qi said.

He suddenly remembered Su Yan's analogy with "Zerg".

Su Yan said that the Seven Killing Battalion is a "worm's nest" and the camp owner is a "brain worm".

"Above the brain worm, there is also the master. That is the supreme leader of the Zerg race, the core of power of the Zerg race. It is invisible and dark, has a huge body, has extremely high intelligence and control, and the brain worm is just a more convenient way for it to A tool for manipulating the swarm.

"Maybe there is more than one worm nest, and more than one brain worm, but there will always be only one master."

Maybe the vacuum leader is just a "brain worm".So, who is the "master"?

The boss still didn't answer, and said to himself: "Actually, Mr. Shen can try the wonton stuffed with pork. 'Wonton without stuffing' is just a code word for the connection, just match it, so you don't have to wrong yourself to eat wonton wrappers again and again."

Shen Qi sneered: "I dare not eat the meat-filled wontons at your stall, who knows what kind of meat it is."

The boss smiled and acquiesced, cooked a bowl of wonton wrappers, sprinkled with balsamic vinegar and green onion, and brought it to him.

Shen Qi didn't eat the wontons, but used a pair of chopsticks to touch the boss's dirty wrists. It seemed that the movements were light, but as long as she vomited forcefully, the chopsticks would be deeply nailed into the bone.

The boss suppressed his smile because of the menacing murderous aura, and a shudder appeared on the skin under the tip of the chopsticks: "Since he is serving the same master, why does Mr. Shen need to scare the villain again and again."

Shen Qi said coldly: "The man who hid his head and covered his face is your master, but not mine. I use him and each other to get what we need. Mr. He asked me to ask you for a token so that we can contact you in the future .”

With the other hand of the boss, he slowly flicked around in his bosom, and took out an arm-thick, swarthy metal tube covered with intricate patterns of bumps and bumps.

"This is the half of a mechanism sleeve. It cannot be opened normally, and it will explode when it is forced open. Only when it is docked with the correct other half, and the message falls from the other end to this end, can the barrel be opened and the message obtained. "

A faint light flashed across Shen Qi's eyes, and she was about to reach out to pick it up, when she suddenly heard a call from not far behind: "Qilang? Is it you?"

With a chill in her heart, Shen Qi quickly put half of the metal sleeve into her sleeve after a short moment of shock.

He glared at the boss as if warning, and turned his head with a look of surprise: "Qinghe... didn't take the prince to play, why did he appear here?"

Su Yan walked over and said with a smile: "Little boy, he is full of energy and tired quickly. He fell asleep within two minutes, and told the guards to take him back to the palace. I was walking casually along the streets of Dongshi, and I happened to meet You, what, is this wonton delicious, but I don’t see any customers.”

Shen Qi got up immediately, and said: "I just tried it casually, but I cut corners very much, a bowl of wontons is full of skins. Let's go, find another stall."

He threw a few copper coins on the table, and said casually: "Boss, if you keep cheating people like this, you won't be able to stay in the capital any longer."

Picking up one by one, the boss said vaguely: "I can't stay, I can't stay, the guest officer will come again next time, but I won't be able to see the villain."

"It's not easy to start a small business." Su Yan sighed, put another ingot of broken silver on the table, and patted Shen Qi's arm, "Let's go."

The two walked towards the bright place, and the long silhouette drawn by the dim light behind them quickly disappeared into the dark and deserted alley.

Shen Qi was a little silent all the way.Su Yan sensed that he was out of order, and asked softly, "What's the matter, do you have something on your mind?"

"... Is there anything you have to hide from me?" Shen Qi asked abruptly.

Su Yan was stunned, and said with a smile: "If it is related to Qilang, I should have never concealed it. There are other things, I don't know if I need to mention them, if you ask, I will answer them truthfully."

Shen Qi asked again: "What if I...keep it from you?"

Su Yan stopped and looked at him carefully.

Shen Qi's gaze was sweeping across the roof, looking at a new moon in the sky.The lights of the night market illuminated his side face, while the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, making his expression extraordinarily serious.

"Qilang." Su Yan called out.

Shen Qi turned to look at him, her eyes were soft and solemn.

"I want to ask Shichiro a few questions."

Shen Qi nodded.

"If you have something to hide from me, is it the result of your deliberation?"

"……Yes."

"Is the choice between 'concealing' and 'not concealing' based on the lesser of two evils?"

"Yes."

"If one day, I know what you are hiding, can you bear the final consequences?"

This time Shen Qi was silent for a moment before replying: "No matter what the result is, I will fully bear it."

Su Yan smiled: "Then this is what you have decided in your heart that you must do it. Whether I know about it or not, what's the hindrance?

"Maybe one day in the future, you will be willing to tell me. Maybe I will be very angry at that time, but I will not stand in your way now and ask you to say: 'Shichiro, you have to listen to me'.

"Everyone walks the road by himself. We are fortunate to be able to walk hand in hand, but we can't walk for each other after all."

Love makes us become one, but there are so many ups and downs in life besides love, let us still be ourselves.

Shen Qi was dazed for a long time.

He thought, how could there be such a person in the world?Even using the four words "Zhong Ling Yuxiu" is insignificant to describe.

And this person, standing beside him at this moment, is willing to put each other in our hearts with him.

Shen Qi ignored the pedestrians, and hugged Su Yan tightly.

The others seemed to be whispering something, Shen Qi didn't want to be disturbed, so she jumped up suddenly, hugged Su Yan and kicked up the wall, and then jumped up to the roof, causing a lot of exclamations.

Skimming over many roof ridges, Shen Qi led Su Yan to gallop in the night wind, and stopped on the roof of a building several feet high, with a deep and secluded garden below.

"No one can see here." Shen Qi said.

Su Yan carefully sat on the slanted blue tiles, and found that the tiled roof was much stronger than it looked.He looked up at the stars in the sky, and exclaimed: "This is probably the closest place to the sky in the entire capital except the imperial palace."

Shen Qi bent over and half-kneeled, slowly pressing his upper body backwards.

Su Yan held Shen Qi's shoulders, and said in shock: "Here? Qilang, this is too... No way!"

Shen Qi only replied with one word: "OK."

In the dormitory of Su Mansion's main house, while Su Yan cursed Shen Qi in his heart, he applied grass ointment to reduce swelling and relieve itching on the mosquito wraps all over his body.

Shen Qi said guiltily that next time she should prepare moxa sticks and light them first.

Su Yan rolled his eyes, put on his clothes again, and said, "Don't go out of the city to see me off, lest you run into the emperor and cause trouble."

Shen Qi let out a sharp "ho".

Su Yan comforted him helplessly: "It's the same if you send it off here."

Shen Qi saw that after he was fully dressed, he personally hung the fire sickle she had given her around Su Yan's waist, and tied it back and forth, feeling that it was not proper.

Su Yan held his hand and smiled wryly: "It's alright, Qilang. Don't be so worried, there are still a thousand Tengxiang guards escorting you on the way."

Only then did Shen Qi stop her paranoid actions, looked at him deeply, and sighed for a long time: "The mountains and rivers are far away, take care of yourself."

Su Yan took a carriage and took two young servants with him, bid farewell to Ruan Hongjiao in the house next door, drove to the outside of the city gate, and joined the Thousand Tengxiang Guards.

The Tengxiang Guard was still led by Commander Long Quan, and several old faces including Chu Yuan were also there, but they were all the emperor's personal guards. There were no Fusi from Beizhen, and Gao Shuo naturally did not accompany him.

Emperor Jing Long and Su Yan, who were seen off in micro-clothes, temporarily left the large army and walked slowly in the green wilderness in mid-spring.

There are clusters of wild flowers all over the ground, and the color is as delicate as the spring breeze. The two walked slowly on the dewdrops on the grass blades. Neither of them spoke, but they held hands together unknowingly.

After walking for four or five miles, seeing that it was almost time to reach the post station, the emperor sighed: "Only lovesickness is like spring, and Jiangnan and Jiangbei will send you there."

Su Yan said to him: "It's raining and dew in the Holy Dynasty, don't hesitate to break up temporarily."

The emperor shook his head: "The head of the river is not a bad storm, so don't make it difficult for others to travel in the world."

Su Yan said with a smile: "I want to repay the deceased with a book one by one, and I want to be inspired by it."

The emperor finally stopped, wiped away the flying flowers on his temples with his fingers, and said solemnly: "Write less memorials and more letters."

Write less memorials, urging people to have nothing to do; write more letters, and send lovesickness frequently.The corners of Su Yan's eyes were wet, and he replied: "I obey the order. The emperor stays!"

The emperor kissed his misty eyelashes: "I will walk with you for a while longer."

The two walked to the boundary marker of Gyeonggi, until the Wuli Post was close in sight, Teng Xiangwei lined up on the official road, and a few eunuchs who were worried came up and respectfully invited the emperor back to the palace.

Su Yan cupped his hands and bowed: "This is my farewell, I wish my emperor a long life."

The emperor stared at him deeply, turned and boarded the carriage.

Su Yan looked at the shadow of the carriage going away, sighed for a while, and walked towards the post station full of sorrow.

Suddenly a deep and deep voice sounded from behind: "The two of you sing poetry together, it's really elegant."

Su Yan turned his head sharply—and looked up again—to see King Yu wearing a black narrow-sleeved robe, sitting with one knee bent on the top of the boundary marker of "the most important place in the capital", with the other long leg hanging lazily on the surface of the monument.

"...The prince came early?" Su Yan asked.

King Yu slapped the top of the stele, and jumped down elegantly: "Wrong, this king has been here all night, and he never left."

Su Yan thought of crossing the city gate with him late at night, drinking under the boundary marker of Gyeonggi, and couldn't help laughing: "Is it very comfortable to be bitten by mosquitoes in the wild all night?"

King Yu suddenly hooked his fingers around his collar, and the colorful mosquito bag was exposed immediately. Su Yan slapped him on the back of his hand, and pulled the collar back with a straight face.King Yu raised his eyebrows: "You smell like green herbal ointment all over your body, you must have suffered more bites than this king."

Su Yan asked: "Did the prince come to see off the officials, or to laugh at me?"

King Yu said: "This king wants to go out of Beijing with you, to the northwest."

Su Yan was startled.

King Yu chuckled: "I know this is absolutely impossible, so I'm just talking."

Su Yan sighed slightly: "My lord... Take care."

"I should say these two words to you." King Yu took another step closer.

Su Yan took a step back subconsciously to avoid the embarrassment caused by the distance between the two of them.King Yu ignored it, forcing him to take a few steps back, and finally leaning his back against the boundary stone, he said with a bit of a nasty smile, "Take care, Qinghe."

Su Yan wanted to get out from under his arm, but the other party pulled back, waved his hands and said, "Okay, I'm done delivering it, I'm going back."

"—That's it?" Before the words finished, Su Yan wanted to bite off his tongue.Otherwise, what else do you want?

King Yu laughed loudly: "So you can't bear to part with me?"

Su Yan took a sip: "Shameless!"

King Yu smiled and said, "Acceptance, acquiescence. In addition to seeing you off, I also want to tell you that Ah Ji was very happy last night, and he was still calling him 'godfather' in his sleep. It seems that you really like him."

When mentioning Ah Ji, Su Yan unconsciously relaxed a little, and sincerely advised: "Ah Ji is very smart, the prince will pay more attention to teaching the prince in the future, and don't throw him in the streets or alleys, or throw him to outsiders. Managed."

King Yu thought for a while, and said: "You are his godfather, not an outsider. If you are not close enough, why don't you try to be a stepmother?"

Su Yan was speechless for a moment.

When he was annoyed, King Yu laughed heartily, turned around and walked away, and deliberately put his two fingers together to form a sword, and swiped forward in the air.

Su Yan guessed the meaning of this action: go forward bravely, invincible!

Looking at King Yu's back as he was walking away, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he replied softly, "Yes! General Jingbei."

The prince did not come.

However, Su Yan could imagine that the prince insisted on coming to see him off, but was ordered by the emperor not to leave the palace, and he was so angry that he jumped his feet.Thinking about it makes me feel both funny and sad.

"...Master, take care." Su Yanyao blessed.

The convoy of Lord Su, governor of Shaanxi Province, set off.

Looking down from a high altitude, the long line is like an arrow going straight to the northwest.

In the northwest, there are Dahe Pingchuan and Grassland Gobi, and further north, beyond the majestic Great Wall, is a vast expanse of sea desert and even more expansive northern desert grassland.

Northern desert.

At the foot of the Altai Mountains, there are vast forests and fields, beside the Selenge River, there are lush water and grass, and the domes of countless Oala herdsmen and cavalry surround the huge and splendid golden tent royal court in the center.

Oirat cavalry patrol the fringes of their territory, ready to strike down any foe that comes their way—whether it be wild herds of wild beasts or marauders from other tribes.

A cavalryman was setting up a tent and looking into the distance, he suddenly yelled loudly in Oirat: "What is that? It's coming towards us... is it the enemy?"

The cavalry became vigilant, formed a group, and galloped towards the moving point.

As the small dot moves closer, it becomes a large human silhouette, and when it gets closer, it is a man as tall as a pile of stones, wearing an eagle hat, and wearing a feather suit made of countless streamers. Mirrors and various animal bones.

He holds a four-foot-long pole bell in his left hand, with many golden bells clustered on the top, which makes a crisp sound as he walks. He holds a long curved knife in his right hand, and a grabbing drum is pinned to his waist.

When the cavalry saw his attire clearly, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and shouted excitedly: "It's a shaman!"

"Look at the magic bell and magic knife, they are great witches!"

"It doesn't seem to belong to our tribe. Why did they walk alone on the grassland? Could it be that they rebelled from other tribes?"

"Great Witch, do you want to come to our Wala?"

The man called the Great Witch raised his head, revealing a dark face hidden under the eagle's wings.

The man's complexion is very dark, the color is between tea brown and charcoal black, his skin is shiny and oily, and he doesn't look like any deserter on the grassland.His facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and a pair of golden eyes are bright and full-bodied, as if formed by the condensation of thousands of rays of sunlight, faintly flowing with brilliance.

The cavalrymen seemed to be shocked by his golden eyes, and fell silent for a while.

The man opened his mouth, his voice was low and full of wildness, reminiscent of a lion and tiger just waking up: "Where is the strength of King Khan and Tiger?"

The Oirat cavalry suddenly became alert, drew their swords and longbows, and pointed at him: "Who are you? Dare to inquire about the whereabouts of King Khan!"

The man asked again: "Shaman Heiduo is still in the tribe?"

A cavalryman raised his voice and said: "Of course! Now it's time to call him the Great Elder. Even King Khan respects him very much. How dare you call him by his first name!"

The man let out a low laugh that he didn't know whether it was anger or disdain.

"Who are you?"

The man reached out and untied the heavy ties on his body, and the divine robe fell to the grass.His body, as majestic as a god's, was exposed to the light of the sky together with the blood-red tattoos on his black skin.

It was a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, the crown climbed from the chest to the shoulders, the trunk and vines were entangled in the abdomen, rooted to the lower abdomen, and were covered by the trousers of the lower body.

The cavalry looked at this powerful tree-shaped tattoo, and they changed color and exclaimed: "——It's a sacred tree!"

Ordinary Wala people are not qualified to tattoo such a huge and voluminous sacred tree tattoo on their bodies. Once they are found to have violated the rules, they will be sentenced to death.What's more, such tattoos require the joint efforts of many skilled tattoo artists, and the labor and time required are not even affordable by nobles.

Only the royal family has the qualifications and ability to bear the blessings from the sacred tree.

The man said in a deep voice: "Look at me, don't you recognize me, warriors of Oara?"

The cavalry stared at him wide-eyed.

"I am the eldest son of King Khan Hukuoli, the son of the sacred tree, and your prince!"

The cavalry fell into a strange silence, and suddenly, a roar cut through the vast and quiet grassland——

"Altan!"

Immediately afterwards, howling sounded everywhere:

"Altan!"

"Altan!"

"Our golden prince - is back!"