I see how charming the emperor is

Scholars and boys gathered outside the arena, Alan found a shade tree, and grasped the catkins fluttering in front of him boredly.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the examination ended, and a huge crowd of students poured out from the gate, and the schoolboys who were waiting outside rushed forward.

Alan's petite figure was immediately lost in the crowd, and several footprints were stepped on her white shoes.

Chu Yan's private visit this time was via Weibo, so he didn't attract attention. The path he walked happened to be able to see the chaos in front of the door.

"Is this how the Kyoto defense works for me?"

Chu Yan narrowed her phoenix eyes and her face was gloomy.

In previous years, in order to avoid being trampled on, Jing Zhaoyin would send troops to garrison.

"It may be that the execution ground needs to be fully staffed, so there are omissions."

After all, beheading the third-rank corrupt officials of the current dynasty is really a matter of great satisfaction to the people.

Wei Xianchong guessed, looked up at the noisy door, but saw that delicate and familiar figure at a glance.

Seeing that she was about to be knocked down, Wei Xianchong moved faster than he thought, and immediately flew into the arena, took her into his arms, and led him out of the arena.

"Why do you pretend to be like this?"

Both feet landed on the ground, Ah Lan was still a little confused, who is this nosy person?

Should she take the whip with her hand or not?

Withdrawing her hand, Ah Lan raised her head and met a pair of eyes as dark as a deep pool.

"Why is it you again, you are really an enemy."

Alan muttered, and quickly opened the distance between the two of them.

Today she just changed into the bookboy clothes and didn't use the gun, so Wei Xianchong could recognize her at a glance.

She still has to pick up her master, but she has no time to play around with him.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Wei Xianchong frowned, and immediately grabbed her wrist.

That strength is like a treasure that is afraid of being lost.

"You are a girl, come here, do you have someone you know?"

Wei Xianchong struggled with his choice of words, appearing to be very cautious.

Flipping around, Wei Xianchong's thoughts turned a few times, just wanting to know that she came here, but to meet her lover?

Chu Yan, who was standing ten meters away, was full of interest.

The God of Killing Zhenbei, whom the people of Beimo called, would be embarrassed in front of a little girl.

Chu Yan waved his folding fan with a leisurely posture, as if watching a good show.

"nature."

With no acquaintances, is she here to hang out under the scorching sun?

This question is well asked.

Wei Xianchong was dumb, twitching the corner of his mouth,

"You are a scholar who is useless. When a girl is looking for a lover, she must keep her eyes open."

He has always looked down on literati who can only moan without illness. If he has the skills to recite poems and write lyrics, he might as well go to the martial arts field to fight.

"Looking for a lover?" A Lan was puzzled, pointing to the chaotic scene ahead, "Are you referring to those people?"

I'm afraid she's not crazy, that's why she's looking for a frail man who can't resist.

Seeing the disdain in her eyes, Wei Xianchong's heart jumped for joy, but his face remained calm and stiff.

"I'm just reminding you a little." At the end, Wei Xianchong looked serious, and he didn't forget to add, "Those scholars are used to smooth talk, girl, don't be fooled by them."

It's not certain who is lying to whom. Where did this innocent boy come from?

Alan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The girl's beautiful eyes flowed, and her face was like a peach blossom, which amazed Wei Xianchong's half-life youth.

Until his twilight years, Wei Xianchong still clearly remembered, in April, under the shade of willows, A Lan smiled at him.

When there was no one in front of him, Wei Xianchong realized that the arc of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Bad, he forgot to ask the girl's name again.

"It turns out that General Wei is also tempted by girls. I thought you were a rock."

Chu Yan teased.

"Wh, what's tempting, I, I just saw that she was about to fall, so I just helped her up."

Wei Xianchong walked forward on his own, avoiding Chu Yan's questioning.

"Really not interested?"

Chu Yan suppressed a smile and asked.

"Absolutely not!"

Wei Xianchong raised his hands to promise, but the dead duck was stubborn.

"But the general who has always been familiar with the layout of Shengjing, why did he go the wrong way?"

Chu Yan pointed to the Xuanwu Gate behind him, and his ridicule was even stronger.

Before leaving, the sun was just right, and Chu Yan glanced at Xiao Che who was surrounded by the crowd, and the ground was full of light.

Such an exquisite and pretty person should be admired by all the stars and live in the envy of the world.

However, Chu Yan asked himself that he was not a good person, but he just liked to smash and pollute beautiful things and become like him.

Even the white lotus that is not stained by mud, he would rot it in the mud and crush it bit by bit.

Sensing a strong gaze, Xiao Che raised his eyes, and the sunlight fell on the pupils, like gilded orbs.

"What is Master looking for?"

Alan stepped forward and followed his line of sight for a long time.

It's Xuanwumen, is there anything strange about it?

After recovering, Xiao Che covered his mouth and coughed a few times,

"It's nothing, maybe it's because I didn't have a good rest last night, and the grass and trees are all soldiers."

Carrying his back for him, Alan handed over the Chuanbei tea that he had prepared in advance, and said angrily, "Master was caught in the rain, so he has to come early in the morning to try it, no wonder the wind and cold will get worse."

Alan would be angry if he didn't take care of his body.

"It's okay, just go back and prescribe a few medicines."

After drinking the herbal tea, Xiao Che's throat became much clearer.

"The medicine is not bitter, as if the master is not afraid of taking medicine at all."

Alan pouted, his eyes full of accusations.

Every time it wasn't medicine brought in, they were fed with flowers and plants. Her rare herbs were all raised to death by the owner.

Just as Xiao Che opened his mouth to argue something, he suddenly heard drums beating in the city, one heavy and one light, first slow and then urgent.

The two looked at each other, this is the unique communication method of Tianji Pavilion.

If there is no important news, he will not use the flying flower drum, Xiao Che looks sick, and his face is serious.

Back in the Tianzi Room of Wanhualou, Xiao Che glanced at the tea table that was not cleared away, his expression darkened.

That person really doesn't pay attention to it, and he doesn't know the rules after using it.

The owner has always been obsessed with cleanliness and dislikes clutter, so A Lan hurried up to clean it up.

"Master, do you still want this broken stone?"

Like this kind of jade, Tianji Pavilion grabs a lot.

It is warm to the touch, and the texture is crystal clear, which is not extraordinary, but the carving of this lotus really disgusts him.

"Lost it."

A Lan was about to find a random place to throw it out, when the door was suddenly opened, and her movements froze.

Chen Cang pushed the door open and entered, holding a brocade box and knelt at Xiao Che's feet, his expression hard to hide his excitement.

"Master, there is news about the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword."

In the past ten years, Longyuan Sword has disappeared, and they have searched the entire Central Plains to no avail.

Xiao Che lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his palm rested on the hollowed-out box cover, and he did not move for a long time.

The thin piece of paper inside was stained with the blood of many people.

Unfolding the scroll, Xiao Che's pupils shrank suddenly, his fingertips trembled, and he coughed several times, "I searched all over the seventeen states of the Central Plains, hundreds of sects, but only found one place."

Throwing the white paper into the copper furnace, the fire raged so high that the white paper burned into ashes in an instant.

"I'm going out tonight, you all stay here, no one is allowed to follow."

Xiao Che made arrangements, with a rare serious expression on his face.

"Especially you, Alan."

Breaking into the palace at night is no joke, if you are a little careless, you may be killed.

"No, master, you are not in good health yet, I have to accompany you."

Alan knew that he was stubborn and the decisions he made were hard to change, but he couldn't be left alone to take care of him.

"It's just the wind and cold, Ah Lan is obedient."

Xiao Che's sleeves fluttered lightly, and he touched the top of her hair.

The fragrance is wafting, the ecstasy fragrance improved by Xiao Che, enough to make her sleep peacefully for a day and a night.

"Chen Cang, take good care of her. If I can't come back, take her away from Shengjing. It's fine to go anywhere. Wanhualou earns enough money for people in Tianji Pavilion, and they will have no worries for the rest of their lives."

Carrying her to the bed, Xiao Che caressed her frowning brows.

Ah Lan, what a nice person, she shouldn't have followed her through the life of licking blood with the tip of a knife.

A good man looks like a brocade, gets married and has children, and lives in peace and happiness for the rest of his life. This is the ending that Ah Lan should have.

"Master! You allow your subordinates to follow."

Chen Cang knelt on the side of the bed, grabbed Xiao Che's robe, knocked his head heavily, his throat choked.

If there is no pavilion master, these orphans would have starved to death on the streets, how could they live well in this world.

"Let me do my own thing, and I can't risk my life anymore."

Little by little, he loosened the hand that was holding onto the corner of his clothes, Xiao Che's eyes were slightly red.

Ten years ago, as soon as the news of Longyuan Sword came out, there was a bloody storm in the world. Except for the Xiao family in Jinling, more than half of the Jiutianzong and Wudaomen were killed or injured.

The people from the Supervision Department rushed to nothing, and there has been no news since then.

Xiao Che didn't know who they took orders from and where their base was, so the news this time was enough to make him desperate.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, he will go for it.

After nightfall, when the weather turned cold, Xiao Shunzi from the Tai Chi Hall added a brocade quilt to Chu Yan in time.

In front of the imperial table, Chu Yan looked at the request for instructions from the Supervision Department, and frowned, "The Supervision Department has been silent for so many years, and now it tells me that if it wants to arrest someone, it should be arrested in the palace."

Think of him as a display, is the palace a place for the Supervision Department to arrest people?

After tidying up the bed, Xiao Shunzi guessed,

"Perhaps some thieves entered the palace. Your Majesty, rest assured. With the Supervisory Department, the thieves will not hurt His Majesty."

Chu Yan still has great trust in the professional ability of the Supervision Department.

This supervisory department was established by the founding emperor of Dasheng, and it is responsible for bloody matters that are inconvenient for the royal family, and has the right to kill first and then play.

However, they are useless when Chu Yan succeeds, so the Supervision Department has always been a display for him.

"Forget it, as long as you don't make trouble in the Tai Chi Hall, let them do it."

He was in a particularly beautiful mood today, he had found candidates for the emperor's teacher and dampened Luo Cheng's spirit, so he didn't care about these people.

"The servant then withdrew."

Xiao Shunzi took away all the people outside the palace gate. His Majesty never likes outsiders when he goes to bed, even if he stays outside.

After all, that incident back then really frightened them who are slaves.

Wanhualou·Tianzi No.[-] Room

The medicine bowl on the desk became completely cold in a short while, the smell of herbs filled the room, and the dark brown medicine juice was still in the bowl.

Xiao Che took off his clothes, put on his night clothes, and his figure blended into the night.

There is a curfew at night, and all the gates leading to the palace are closed, except Xuanwu Gate.

The long corridor was extremely quiet, and there were no guards on duty. When the cool wind blew, the leaves rustled, revealing a little bit of weirdness.

Wang Meng and others waited here, the night clothes were hidden in the moonlight, the arrow tip was shining brightly, facing the Xuanwu Gate.

The news came from the Supervisory Department that the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword had been kept in the palace. Xiao Che didn't know if it was true or not, but he still came.

Xiao Che walked along the edge of the city wall, the atmosphere was terribly stagnant, he tiptoed lightly, and the whole person flew down.

In an instant, hundreds of arrows rained down, and the men in black who were ambushing in the corridor rushed forward.

Quickly drawing out the soft sword, Xiao Che flipped his wrist, wrapped dozens of arrows in the soft sword, and returned it to them.

In the moonlight, Xiao Che's figure was like a swimming dragon, avoiding the men in black who kept rushing forward.

Sword light, blood, and shadows all merged into one scene.

No matter how good Xiao Che's martial arts were, he was no match for the exhaustion of the Superintendent's battle. In addition, he hadn't recovered from the cold, so he fell behind after a long time.

Tonight was just a temptation, the news was wrong, Xiao Che didn't want to delay any longer, and got out of the battle as soon as possible.

But how could those people let him go so easily.