After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Not long after Yang Yanqing left the city, the tails behind him became restless.

It is really that Yang Yanqing's attire is too unfamiliar, Jin Yiwei, except for civil servants, most of them will be used to embroidered spring knives by expatriates, how can Yang Yanqing's specialness not arouse those people's intentional prying eyes.

After leaving the official road and turning into the woods, Yang Yanqing raised his hand to rein in the reins, and raised his voice: "Everyone followed all the way, why don't you make a move?"

With the sound of the horse's hooves stamping restlessly under Yang Yanqing, seventeen or eighteen masked men in black appeared from all directions, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The hood on Yang Yanqing's head was pressed down very low. At this moment, it almost covered the upper half of his face, only his clean and fair chin was exposed, and his lips were light.

The lyre that was originally carried behind Yang Yanqing's back was taken down by him at some point and placed in front of him. This lyre looks different from the usual style of lyre. The body of the lyre is slightly thicker, and the whole body is brown and black. Musical instruments are decorated with tassels and pearls like that.

The person at the head warned cautiously: "Be careful with the qin in his hand, there must be something strange for this person to come out alone!"

Yang Yanqing put on a pair of silver silk gloves on his hands at some point, hooked his fingers around the strings, looked at the man in black who rushed forward, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "It's useless to be careful..."

Guqin music has always been a song that literati and elegant scholars must play when they talk and laugh, but it was played by this person in this mountain and forest. Every tune is in tune but it cannot be played continuously. played.

"Om~duang~duang~"

The sound of playing the cotton-like qin seems to be strangling the throat of the man in black, with Yang Yanqing as the center, a series of sound blades catalyze and form, and attack the man in black who is attacking with a knife. The ground poured out, and the number of invisible and colorless sound blades also increased, but the expression of the man in black changed from vicious and vicious to panic and despair.

The sound of the zither was long, and the tips of the knives touched each other, and the strong smell of blood slowly dissipated in the air.One, two... more and more black-clothed men fell down, and the black-clothed men who were lucky enough to be driven out of the range saw that the sound blade transformed from internal force seemed to be limited by the distance, and the sound of the piano also carried a kind of Unreasonably irritated and impulsively bewitched, he tore off the cloth strips from his cuffs and stuffed them in his ears and rushed towards Yang Yanqing, but repeated the same mistakes the moment he stepped into the attack range of the sound blade.

"Don't go there! Don't get close to him!!!" The leader man in black yelled hoarsely, grabbed the three surviving men in black and watched the strange scene in front of them that made their backs shiver. Said: "Back!"

How is it possible to turn internal force into a blade? !No matter how old the person in front of him is, how could he be able to reach the Grand Master's Great Perfection realm that martial arts masters can't achieve in their entire lives? !

"Want to leave?" Yang Yanqing raised his head slightly, "Am I agreeing?"

With a slight movement of his body, Yang Yanqing, who was dressed in a blue flying fish robe, pulled out a soft sword from his waist and swung it into shape. The slender sword drew a piercing cold light, and approached the leader in black in the blink of an eye.

The sharp sword directly hit the chest of the leader in black!

The black-clothed leader's reaction was quick, and he held Yang Yanqing's sword with a horizontal knife, and said sharply: "Your Excellency, stay a line today, and I will appreciate it!"

"Huh? Not Li Xian's dead soldier?" Yang Yanqing was a little surprised, the long sword in his hand was loosened, and just as the black-clothed leader's heart was slightly widened, his thin figure slid past the black-clothed leader, and his fingers turned nimbly Holding the sword in his backhand, he cut the black-clothed leader's neck cleanly and neatly, "Then... let's leave you as a dead body."

Standing with a sword, Yang Yanqing watched as he fell to the ground and covered his neck that was gushing blood, and lifted himself up to avoid the blood stains all over the ground, and landed lightly on the horse's back.

At the last moment of his life, the leader in black exhausted all his strength to look at the Jin Yiwei who seemed to be sitting on the horse from head to tail, and gasped and twitched with difficulty: "...This, this is impossible... Great Master ..."

He couldn't see the man's face until he died.

Yang Yanqing stretched his fingers to stop the strings, coughed lightly, wiped away the bright red overflowing from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on the sword, and removed the internal force of the soft sword. The sword body was hidden under the piano body.

Throwing away the handkerchief casually, Yang Yanqing circulated his internal force three times in his body, and when the qi and blood calmed down, he reined in the reins, carried the piano and rode away.

***

After half an hour.

A group of people caught up and surrounded the forest. The leader of the group was Xiao Jinghe who was supposed to be sleeping in the palace at this time.

Those who came forward to inspect the corpse would come to Xiao Jinghe who was on the horse and clasped his fists to report: "My lord, there are calluses on the palms and mouths of the corpses, and they are all people who know martial arts. None of these people will survive, and they will be fatal with one blow without showing any mercy There are no tear marks on the edge of the wound, it should be some kind of extremely sharp weapon that seals the throat with blood, and I have never seen it before. Judging by the bleeding, the time of death is very close."

Oh?

Xiao Jinghe squinted his eyes, looking around dangerously.

The terrain of this forest is not complicated, and it is indeed an excellent place to ambush and kill, but how can so many people be beheaded by one person in such a short period of time?

Xiao Jinghe got off his horse and inspected the corpse himself. The more he looked, the more frightened he became, until he saw the black-clothed leader's wound that had nothing to do with the weapons used by the other corpses present. Lost in thought towards the place where the dead body faced before it died.

Those dead masked men in black seemed to avoid the middle place on purpose, and the corpse with the only different wound was also looking in that direction with horror and reluctance before death.

The target who was ambushed must have stayed in that position, and this position is different from other people, the body that died under the long sword, why did the wound seem to be suddenly cut by another weapon from behind, and the blow Will be in?

"Are you sure the person the commander sent out of the city is alone?" Xiao Jinghe asked the people behind him.

"Yes, my subordinates are sure! The people below personally watched Mr. Langya send the man away, and then went back to the Zhenfusi Yamen and never came out again. No one else came in or out from the Zhenfusi or the capital city gate that night. "

Could it be that someone responded?But the traces left by this are strange, and it is really difficult to speculate on the scene at that time.To be able to kill these killers in such a short period of time, the realm of martial arts is probably to reach the level of a grand master, but which one of this level is not born easily in the past few years?How could it be possible to follow a court official?

"Go and check if there are any woodcutters and passers-by who heard the movement."

"Uh... back to the lord, just now there was a caravan staying outside the city who claimed to have heard the movement." The guard replied with some hesitation, "It is said that they heard a very ugly sound of playing the piano, and the tune is not as good as that of a beginner. It's like... like playing cotton, it sounds very ugly."

Xiao Jinghe: "..." Play cotton?

Although Yang Yanqing was young, he was a civil servant who was known as Confucianism. When he was in the palace, Xiao Jinghe often listened to that scholar playing the piano. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the melody. degree.

Could it be that the Jin Yiwei who came out carrying the qin really wasn't Yang Yanqing?

"My lord, there are brothers in the army who are good at Gu, do you want to call someone over to further identify them?"

Xiao Jinghe thought for a while, then nodded and ordered: "Take the body away, and clean it up after the scene is identified. Then you don't have to follow, go back."

"Yes!"

Xiao Jinghe got on his horse, and suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping from above. When he looked up, he saw the familiar black eagle standing on a branch with its wings flapping and looking down.

"Why did you follow? Come down, I'll let someone take you back." Xiao Jinghe frowned, probably because the eagle was trained to be good at hiding its whereabouts, and it was late at night, if it didn't deliberately flap its wings, it would have amazing eyesight Even Xiao Jinghe couldn't see the darkness from the darkness.

Hei Ying stood motionless on the branch, staring directly at Xiao Jinghe with a pair of dark eyes.

Xiao Jinghe, who saw the taste of the transaction for no reason, was silent for a moment, thinking that if the eagle was lost or caught, the book might not be happy, so he compromised: "I'll ask someone to cut fresh lamb chops for you."

The black eagle moved its talons and then its wings.

Xiao Jinghe: "...OK, I'll let you eat your fill."

Satisfied, Black Eagle not only let go of the branch and swooped down, but also stuffed the thing in his mouth into Xiao Jinghe's hand.

What the hell?

A strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, Xiao Jinghe lowered his head and frowned at the handkerchief in his hand, and just about to throw it away, he caught three bamboo leaves embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief with sharp eyes.

He had seen this pattern before.

This mark can be seen in large or small sizes on many of Yang Yanqing's clothes, and naturally it is also on the handkerchief.

Unfolding the plain handkerchief, Xiao Jinghe distinguished the obvious wipe-like bloodstains on the handkerchief, endured the nausea of ​​the bloody smell, and took the handkerchief to his nose for a light sniff.

Sure enough, there was a faint scent of medicine mixed with the bloody smell, which was the smell of the medicine oil prescribed by the imperial doctor to wipe Yang Yanqing's wounds these days.

"Found it." He murmured softly.

Xiao Jinghe folded the handkerchief three times, and was about to put it in his arms, but he really disliked the smell of blood from whoever it came from. He saw the black eagle with its head upright standing on Mo Xiao's horse's head bullying Da The black horse folded the handkerchief into a triangle with a slight movement of his fingers, and quickly tied it around Black Eagle's neck.

Black Eagle: "???"

Xiao Jinghe told the guards beside him: "Find a lighter rope."

When the guard handed over the rope, Xiao Jinghe restrained the black eagle's wings with one hand, and tied a firm knot around the black eagle's neck with the other hand. He lowered his head and threatened the little black bean eyes who could clearly see the shock. : "From now on, there will be no water to drink or meat to eat. Go and find your master."

Just when the guard next to him couldn't help but laugh, and thought to himself that the prince still had such interest in teasing birds, he saw the black eagle spread its wings as if it understood people's words, stomped heavily on Mo Xiao's head, and wailed and spread its wings. And fly, swearing while circling in mid-air.

The call was so passionate and ups and downs that even if they couldn't understand the bird's call, the attendants could make up a lot of curse words in their brains.

Xiao Jinghe laughed heartily, grasping the rope of walking the hawk and exerting force under his feet, Mo Zou got the order to spread his hooves and gallop towards the direction where the black hawk was flying, and soon disappeared into the forest.

The author has something to say:

Yang Yanqing: Who is playing cotton? !

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