[Soldiers Assault Gao Yuan] Flowers and beautiful family members

When it comes to martial arts, Yuan Lang is better than Qi Huan, so naturally he won't be a drag, Qi Huan couldn't hold back Yuan Lang, so he let him go.

In the dead of night, there is no starlight in the dark sky. In the palace, the front hall and the back hall are completely two worlds. The front hall is brightly lit with candles, singing and dancing, pipe music, and laughter, but the back hall is lifeless. A few strands of light came out, flickering on and off, and there was a faint cry.

A few dark shadows lingered in the front hall for a while, leaving two people behind, and the other two went back to the side hall. Yuan Lang and Ma Jian stood outside the gate of the back hall. There were only two guards at the door, holding a pot of charcoal fire and cursing in a low voice: " ...What's the use of keeping it? Crying and screaming every day, and still thinking of myself as the master! If it hurts you and me, you still have to guard the door."

"Stop talking!" The other older man said, "It's from the palace after all. Now that the situation here is gone, the general has been secretly in love for a few days, and the Jiang side is watching. Except us, the general's descendants, here If Zhao He and Zhao Cong brothers suddenly attack Fuzhou tomorrow, our good days will come to an end, and we don’t know how we will die. It’s colder now, and there are still charcoal fires to roast. If we go to the battlefield It's cold, and the soul is gone!"

Yuan Lang laughed secretly, this veteran saw clearly.Hearing this, Emperor Shen was indeed imprisoned in the apse, so he bypassed the front door and walked to the garden behind.There were several teams of patrolling soldiers along the road, Yuan Lang avoided them, and soon arrived at the entrance of the apse leading to the garden. After comparing it with the map he had obtained in advance, Yuan Lang turned over and entered the locked door, and walked towards the apse go.

Unexpectedly, within a few steps, Yuan Lang frowned, and pulled Ma Jian behind him to hide in the bushes. Ma Jian also bent down and gestured to Yuan Lang. A black figure loomed on the vermilion doorpost at the entrance of the hall, looking into the hall motionlessly, if Yuan Lang and Ma Jian hadn't just seen that black shadow rushing up the doorpost, he wouldn't have noticed that there was someone there.

"My lord, that person..." Ma Jian lowered his voice and said doubtfully, "Could it be someone from Zhao He's side?"

Yuan Lang didn't say a word, seeing that the man had spent half a stick of incense on the pillar, he said in a low voice: "I'm afraid not, that man's whereabouts are really hard to figure out, if it's someone from Zhao He's side, it wouldn't take so long to save the emperor." Wait and see, with this time, I would have done it a long time ago, if it wasn't for saving the emperor, this person would not leave for a long time..."

Ma Jian frowned: "Could it be that Hu Ke wanted to assassinate the emperor, but he was afraid of being convicted?"

Yuan Lang sneered: "How can Hu Ke use the truth? He is already full of braids waiting for someone to grab him!" After a short pause, he said, "You are here, I'll go and see!" Before Ma Jian could react, he had already Silently, it slid towards the west side hall.Ma Jian was left behind who wanted to shout but didn't dare to, and wanted to chase him but had to stand guard for Yuan Lang. He was extremely anxious.

Yuan Lang slowly approached the black shadow. The black shadow seemed to be looking at what the people inside were doing through the hole in the tattered window paper. He was so distracted that he didn't even notice that Yuan Lang was already under the eaves of the corridor. Yuan Lang saw that there was no one around, and his body was like a snake. Usually wrapping around the doorpost, he approached that person in an instant. Although the person was distracted, he moved quickly after reacting. Both of them seemed to be afraid of disturbing the people in the hall, and they fought silently on the pillar. Come on! I went, and in the end it was Yuan Lang who won by one point. The man was hit on the shoulder by Yuan Lang, and finally let out a muffled snort. Although the ending sound bit into his mouth, it still alarmed the people in the hall. silent.

Yuan Lang was not afraid to disturb the people inside, he fought against that person a few times, and pressed a sleeve stab in his hand to that person's throat: "Who are you from?"

Hearing Yuan Lang's voice, the man seemed to stiffen all over.

Naturally, Yuan Lang would not let go of his subtle movements, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that this person knows me so that he can hear my voice?

But after the man became stiff, he stood there quietly, and he had no intention of escaping. After a moment of silence, the man called softly: "Yuan Lang..."

Yuan Lang was taken aback by this sound, the sleeve stab in his hand stepped back a little, and called out tentatively: "Gaocheng?"

The man suddenly reached out and grabbed Yuan Lang's hand. Yuan Lang thought he had been deceived, and in shock, the sleeve stab in his hand changed to a slash, and he slashed towards the opponent's shoulder. Putting his arms around Yuan Lang's waist, he turned his body to the dark corner of the corridor eaves, and then Yuan Lang heard patrolling soldiers approaching, the two stood quietly in the dark, Gao Cheng's arms hugged Yuan Lang vigorously, and the two pressed tightly Together, Yuan Lang lowered his head and could smell the faint smell of blood emanating from Gao Cheng's shoulders.

The soldier didn't stop, and quickly walked across the courtyard to the back door, but the two of them didn't move, they stood there face to face, neither of them spoke, the surrounding was so quiet that one could hear the heartbeat.

"Yuan..." Gao Cheng's voice seemed to come from the bottom of his throat.

Yuan Lang retracted the sleeve stab, and pressed Gao Cheng's shoulder with his hand. Gao Cheng grunted, but did not move, looking at Yuan Lang with burning eyes.

Yuan Lang gave a low laugh, and when he heard Ma Jian's urgent meowing, he turned his head and gestured to show that he was fine, and lowered his voice and said to Gao Cheng, "Why are you here?"

"I..." Gao Cheng thought of what he was going to do, and his heart tightened. He would eventually turn against Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang sighed: "I want to take Emperor Shen and the prince away, do you want to stop it?"

"You..." Gao Cheng was taken aback, "You want to save them?"

"It's not counted, it's just entrusted by others!" Yuan Lang looked in the direction of Gao Cheng's face. In the dark, neither of them could see the other's face, but they could picture each other's appearance from their hearts.

"I just... came to see the emperor. When I was young, the emperor treated me very well. I..." Gao Cheng faltered a few words.

Yuan Lang turned his head to look at the sky, it was getting late, he looked seriously at Gaocheng in the darkness: "I want to go in, will you come with me?"

"I can't go in..." Gao Cheng pondered for a while: "If I asked you where you are staying, you would definitely not say that I am temporarily staying by the river, and you...would you like to find me?"

Yuan Lang was silent.

"I'll wait for you, I'll be leaving tomorrow night, I can only wait until then..., Yuan Lang..." Gao Cheng reached out to grab Yuan Lang's arm: "I miss you!"

Yuan Lang also stretched out his hand to grab Gao Cheng's wrist and said in a low voice, "Are you looking for Emperor Shen's private seal?"

"Yes!" Gao Cheng nodded without hesitation.

"You can't take that thing back!" Yuan Lang turned his head and walked towards the West Side Hall.

Gao Cheng watched Yuan Lang leave, and sighed softly.

Yuan Lang came to the door of Xibei Hall and gently pushed the door open. The "squeak" sound from the door in the empty hall was particularly ear-piercing.

"Who?" An old voice sounded from the corner, full of fear.

Yuan Lang walked slowly towards the place where he spoke, and his voice was calm: "Yuan Lang, the son of the guilty minister, has seen the emperor!"

There was a sound of shivering clothes in the dark, and for a moment, someone lit a candle. Under the dim candlelight, a man in a bright yellow silk robe with swastika embroidery was standing in front of the bed, and beside him stood a thin young man. The man in yellow was squinting. Eyes rolled up: "Yuan Lang! You're still here!"

"I didn't want to come, but who gave me the surname Yuan!" Yuan Lang said coldly: "Even if the emperor hates my surname Yuan most, I can't let the person surnamed Yuan be in those places no matter what. Humiliated at the hands of lowly villains!"

Emperor Shen looked at Yuan Lang quietly, and his voice was even more tender: "Chen Lang, come here, let uncle see you!"

Yuan Lang pursed his lips, remembering that before he was seven years old, when his father was fighting in northern Xinjiang, Yuan Lang seldom saw his father, and the only thing in his memory was the grandfather who loved him in every possible way. It's not Emperor Shen, but there is a son Yuan Chenxuan who is two years younger than Yuan Lang, but Yuan Chenxuan has a gloomy personality since he was a child, and he was not liked by the emperor's grandfather. The active Yuan Lang is particularly likable.The young King of Xinyang was very kind to his nephew Yuan Lang, and he often brought him some gadgets when he came back from trips, and what Yuan Lang remembered most was entering the palace once, just in time for the emperor's grandfather to reward King Xinyang with a piece of rare suet white jade seed material, Yuan Lang I fell in love with it when I first saw it. I touched it with my hands secretly, and was seen by the king of Xinyang who came over from Xie En, so I begged for grace with the emperor's grandfather, and carved a pair of hosta from that piece of seed material. The top is white jade hibiscus, and on the hibiscus is a The word "Yuan" engraved in Yang.When the hairpins were carved, King Xinyang intended to give one to Yuan Lang and one to Yuan Chenxuan, but Yuan Chenxuan didn't like it, so he threw it in the garden and was picked up by Yuan Lang.When Yuan Lang's parents died and left Youzhou, he also took the pair of hairpins with him, and finally became a token of King Yun.

Thinking of so many dust-laden past events for a moment, Yuan Lang felt a little sad, and sighed in a low voice: "The word Chen Lang has not been called for many years!"

Emperor Shen was silent for a while, and said softly: "This is retribution. I took the throne from my brother 17 years ago, and now... it should be so!"

The author has something to say:

Something happened to a friend recently, it’s not a bad thing, but it’s also very disturbing, hehe, I really want to write their story!