Emperor Que Shaohua

When Luo Pingyuan set off from Luocheng, he didn't bring dark clouds to ride the snow, but his current mount was also a one-in-a-million steed, with the slightest push, it would take the wind with its four hooves, and it ran for more than ten miles in one breath before slowing down.The night wind blew towards his face with moist moisture, cooling his burning mind slightly.

He didn't understand why he was so angry, he even lashed out at the emperor's brother regardless, Qingluan was not killed, even if Bai Qingyuan didn't stop him, it would probably be too late to save those women, all of this didn't seem to constitute anger reason.

But the oppression in his chest was lingering, and instead of being vented with the anger, he became more and more irritable.

He thought the emperor brother would explain.Even if it’s just a few simple sentences, saying that he didn’t exchange terms with Wei Wuze at the beginning, that he had no choice but to hand over Qingluan, and that he didn’t regard Qingluan as an abandoned child...anything is fine, as long as he is willing to defend himself, he will definitely If you choose to believe, you will be able to pull out the thorn in your heart, and you will no longer suffer from random thoughts.But despite the censure, Luo Yanhua didn't say anything, not even a perfunctory answer, as if he could treat him whatever he wanted, as if he had tacitly agreed.

Obviously knowing that I can't let it go, knowing how much I care about it, the reason of the early years, Qingluan's eyes, but always silent, every time, until I can no longer hide it, until it is too late, just like when I am still ignorant At that time, King Jing had already silently drank the cup of poisonous wine that was entangled to the bones, making people helpless, and could only watch him toss and turn from sick to bed.

After walking slowly for a while, the accompanying guards caught up, Luo Pingyuan was in a bad mood, he didn't even want to say anything, and returned to Hangzhou City in the dark night.

After a toss in Beifeng Mountain, his whereabouts have been exposed, and it is obviously inappropriate to live in Mingyue Tower, but if he goes to live in a post house, probably not until tomorrow morning, the government officials and gentry of Hangzhou Mansion will wait outside the gate, and then the regular There was an endless stream of invitations to meet and banquets, reenacting the entertainment in Jinling Mansion.

The more Luo Pingyuan thought about it, the more upset he became. He needed to calm down and sort out his thoughts instead of facing more complicated personnel affairs. Therefore, when he entered the city gate and his subordinates asked for instructions on where to stay, he ordered without hesitation: " You go back to the posthouse to rest, I still have some private matters to attend to, I will go back in two days." After speaking, he turned the horse's head, changed direction and left.

Everyone is one head and two big. His Highness is not familiar with the place of life in Hangzhou, so what private affairs can there be?If you are looking for Miss Qingluan, there are no new clues so far.I don't know where the anger came from. It was not enough to contradict His Royal Highness King Jing, and he wanted to leave in a subdued manner.

It’s just worrying, no one has the courage to do bad things, neither persuading him nor letting him go, seeing that King Ning’s figure is about to disappear at the corner of the street, two personal guards, Nie Sheng and Cao Molin, rushed to follow Go up, and you can't let your highness place an order.

Luo Pingyuan didn't stop the two from following behind, and walked aimlessly for a while on his own, and saw an inn with a neat front beside the road ahead, so he went in to stay overnight.He was still wearing the night clothes he had when he set off yesterday, with a lot of dirt and blood stains on his body, and touching his arms again, he remembered that he didn't bring any money when he went out now.Seeing the suspicious expression on the innkeeper's face, Nie Sheng couldn't help looking at him from the sidelines. Nie Sheng stepped forward, slapped a heavy ingot of silver on the cabinet, and reprimanded in a deep voice, "What are you looking at! Hurry up and take the biggest silver coin in your shop." The best thing is to pack it up and let my young master rest!"

Luo Pingyuan was indeed tired, he went into the guest room to wash his hands hastily, and fell asleep not long after lying down.It's just this dream full of chaos. At one time, 16-year-old Qingluan was flying a kite with her childhood self beside Taiye Pond. The string suddenly broke, and the sunny sky turned into haze, and the girl's smile disappeared. , there were two lines of blood and tears in the dark pupils: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, Qingluan has to go." At one moment it was Wei Wuze, who had a strange figure, but he seemed to be as bold and presumptuous as he was ten years ago. In a blink of an eye, his face turned into a dull old servant with a human skin mask, his mocking eyes remained exactly the same: "Your Highness, it's too easy to deal with you. Seeing your ignorance, Luo Shenhua is really pitiful!" Luo Ping Yuan instinctively wanted to draw the sword, but his waist was empty, and Chun Jun's sword was not by his side, so he could only watch You Mingling let out a long laugh, and his image shattered and faded away.

Luo Pingyuan didn't remember how many intertwined fragments he dreamed of, and when he was about to wake up, he vaguely saw the emperor's brother, Luo Yanhua, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, standing on the stone steps in front of the gate of Changning Palace, pale and thin, looking towards him. I who was about to travel far away stared at me for a long time; then the dream changed, and suddenly it was a tea shed in the countryside that I had visited a few hours ago. King Jing was sitting at the rough wooden table, hesitant to speak, the candlelight reflected his bloodless face.The past and the present overlap, and his silent eyes seem to be no longer deep, but contain countless thoughts, which can read warm concerns, soft expectations, and endless tiredness and sadness.

Luo Pingyuan sat up from the bed, the throbbing pain still remained in his heart, and it took him a while to distinguish between dreams and reality.It was already bright, and it was raining lightly outside the window at some point.All the things that happened recently came back to my mind, the unreal Miyun Valley, the dispute last night, and under the dim flickering candlelight, the emperor's brother's pale and almost illusory expression overlapped with the dream.He was confused and uncomfortable for a while, whether his attitude was too much, brother Huang was still sick, and after waiting for several hours in the wilderness, what he waited was full of anger.

Someone knocked on the door outside. It turned out that two guards heard the movement and asked the innkeeper to deliver hot water and breakfast. They had already contacted the post house and Mingyue Tower respectively. Seeing King Ning getting up, they hurriedly took a bag Clothes and supplies are delivered to the room.

The daily necessities were well prepared. I don't know whether it was Bai Lu or the maid in Mingyue Tower who packed them up, but apart from the items, there was not a single word from King Jing or everyone in Langhuan.Luo Pingyuan casually chose a set of ordinary clothes to change into, thinking about what to do next, and was distracted for a while. In fact, he had no private matters to be done, and he was not suitable for summoning his subordinates in the inn to handle official business. Sitting in the room all the time in a daze.After a night, he calmed down a bit, and finally thought about what he felt faintly wrong yesterday.Listening to the discussions between Huo Liansheng and Peng Lianhu, it seemed that Qingluan was imprisoned in the belly of the mountain with absolute certainty, and his life was already dying. However, after going around and around after explosions, searches, interrogations, Qingluan was not in Beifeng Mountain.

"For Wei Wuze, Qingluan is not insignificant." King Jing's words seemed to be in his ears.How is the emperor now?Thinking about going back to the city, I don't know if he lives in Mingyue Tower, but seeing his appearance last night, he seemed to be very unwell.Looking at the rainy sky outside the window, Luo Pingyuan was uncontrollably concerned.But the embarrassing sulking in his heart hasn't completely passed away, and besides, he just uttered harsh words angrily, and he went back to visit in less than half a day, His Royal Highness King Ning really couldn't save face in front of his subordinates.

While hesitating, his hand touched something, and when he picked it up to look, it was a small brocade pouch, the opening was sewn with thread.He remembered that he had received the letter from Zhuang Shijing the night before. He was in a hurry to set off and kept it in his arms, forgetting about it after many twists and turns.

Since arriving in Yuhang, the same kit has been sent several times. Zhuang Shijing is currently living in the Min family's house. Because of his special status as a staff member of the Eastern Palace, he was treated very politely, so he passed on some news and opinions from time to time.Luo Pingyuan has been in contact with him several times, and feels that although this person has a bit of talent and insight, he is sometimes suspected of taking the wrong edge and playing tricks, such as even providing information with a pretentious use of tricks, so he doesn't pay much attention to it.In the final analysis, he has long been used to discussing things with King Jing in detail, and he has a natural rejection of counselors who have assisted the prince.

He opened the seal of the kit with a dagger, and took out the writing paper inside to read, but was surprised.The first half of Zhuang Shijing mentioned that Min Chongzheng, the patriarch of the Min family, wrote to Min Wenwen, the second son of the Household Minister at the time, urging to step up contact with Xue Songnian, the auxiliary government, and launch another wave of letter offensives in the court. The Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Punishment have also been operating for a long time, so it is best to unite and fight hard.That's all, he didn't care about bullets at all, but in the second half, Zhuang Shijing said that he suspected that the Min family had other cards in their possession, and it seemed that they had secretly communicated with the forces of the world to harm His Highness the Fifth Highness.The exact plan is not known yet, but since last month, a strange woman has lived in a Min family villa called Tianyuan in the north of the city. The mistress said that she is a distant cousin recovering from illness. None allowed.Because a maid saw ghostly shadows erratically coming and going nearby, the servants were afraid at first, and later it was rumored privately that the woman was actually the wife and concubine of a certain big man who had been friends with the rivers and lakes. Bieye.

Blind in both eyes, Luo Pingyuan stared at the lines of dripping ink on the paper, and his pupils shrank suddenly. Could it be such a coincidence?

The well-known aristocratic family in the south of the Yangtze River and the shady You Ming Dao seem to be far apart, but there is also Luo Wenxiao among them.Zhuang Shijing has been in the East Palace for many years, so it is impossible for him to be ignorant of Wei Wuze's existence, it's just inconvenient to say so.

Luo Pingyuan thought of a lot in an instant. If it was the past, even if he wholeheartedly supported the prince, the Min family would not have had any need to associate with Wei Wuze. But now not only the prince is in danger, but Qingzhang Tianmu has directly threatened the interests of the entire family. It is not impossible to take risks .Zhuang Shijing's secret report was submitted the day before yesterday, and he did not know about Qingluan's blindness before last night, so it can be inferred that the clues provided in it are quite credible.It was just as dark under the lamp, and it was never expected that Qingluan, who was looking for so hard, would be hidden in the house of a famous family who was competing with each other.

He stood up and sat down again. The Min family's other business is no better than Beifeng Mountain. There is no definite proof. After a confrontation in Yungu, Wei Wuze might transfer Qingluan to another place.

The rain is still pouring down, forming countless intermittent lines between the sky and the earth, covering the streets, alleys and buildings.Luo Pingyuan thought for a while, packed up several belongings, put Chun Jun on his waist, then took a pen and paper and hurriedly wrote a short message.At this moment, brother Huang's warning, the chaos of the past few days vaguely passed over my heart, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of emptiness, as if something destined to be irreversible was waiting ahead.But this trance was short-lived, and he still couldn't help but want to do something: find Qingluan, confirm the truth of the past to her personally, he is no longer a child who has no power to fight, why can't he rely on his own ability? To fill the gap that has been barren for many years?

He walked out of the room and handed the sealed letter to Nie Sheng: "I'm going out to do some errands, if Weishi hasn't come back yet, you can send the letter to Brother Huang."

In his mind, if the blind woman was not Qingluan, or if he could rescue her by himself, he should be able to return to the inn safely before noon; if the situation was complicated, at least he had informed the emperor of his whereabouts, and he would always be answered.

The most important thing is that Wang Jing's pale and tired appearance came to mind from time to time last night. If he doesn't send a letter to relax, he will feel uneasy after all.

Tianyuan is located in a secluded place, it is a small and exquisite Su family garden, Luo Pingyuan searched all the way, the horseshoes splashed small transparent water splashes on the bluestone road, within half an hour, he saw a section of gray outer wall covered with silk roe .

He was wary of Wei Wuze's minions in the garden, so he was full of vigilance, found a hidden corner, tied up his horse, walked around half a circle before approaching carefully, and slid up the wall like a light smoke.

The pond in the garden is green, and the winding path is designed by a famous artist. The houses, pavilions, plants and trees are arranged in a seamless manner. Three steps, one scene, five steps and one turning point, it is quite convenient to hide.Luo Pingyuan was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery, and just wandered around to observe.He bowed his head and looked up with the hidden guards in Prince Jing's Mansion. He had already learned a little about Xuanshuang's lurking and concealment skills. At this time, under the cover of rain and trees, his actions were silent and without a trace, and he roughly figured it out in a short time. pattern.

Perhaps because of the rainy weather, there are almost no people in the park.Almost, because in different directions, in several dark corners or shadows near the outer wall, there is a gray-clothed figure lurking, obviously guarding against foreign enemies.In addition, some fishing nets covered with sharp barbs and wires for hanging bells were also concealedly set up.

Luo Pingyuan's heart was mixed with excitement and tension. He didn't have much expectations when he came, but with the secret agencies around him, he can be sure that Zhuang Shijing's information is not groundless, and Tianyuan is indeed suitable for housing female relatives.

When he continued to explore, he was extremely cautious, his inner breath circulated, and all his perceptions were raised to the highest level. However, as he gradually went deeper into the garden, not only did he not find any similar guards or secret whistles, he even disappeared. It is vacant.

Regardless of whether it is Wei Wuze who borrowed from another industry, he would not send someone to guard an empty garden, would he?Luo Pingyuan was secretly suspicious, walked around the rockery, and suddenly saw a little girl with double hairpins standing next to a clump of roses, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding scissors and concentrating on cutting flower branches, and she was already holding half of a bouquet in her hands.

His heart moved, he hid behind the rocks and waited, the little maid cut another five or six branches, and she stopped, holding the bouquet and walking away quickly.

Luo Pingyuan immediately followed behind, and saw that her footsteps were light, as if she had some inner strength, walking along the path three times and two times, passing through a rockery like a screen, a few green brick and gray tile houses appeared in front of her eyes There are three or two peach trees in front of the house, a bamboo fence around it, and a swallow's nest under the eaves.

A slender woman was standing outside the door, catching rainwater with a wooden bowl in her hand.

"Ma'am!" The little servant girl hurriedly walked over in two steps, "The slave girl just walked away for a while, why did you come out, it looks like you caught a cold in the rain!"

The woman turned her head slightly, revealing a beautiful melon-shaped face. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to follow the sound, but her pupils were dull and devoid of sight.

Even though he had prepared in advance, Luo Pingyuan's heart was still shaking violently, and he let out a sound almost the moment he saw it clearly.It was Qingluan, he would never mistake those once crystal clear eyes, and he would never forget the appearance in his memory.She is really still alive, just a few dozen steps away, so close that she can reach out.

"If you have something to do, just tell the maidservant, Madam, why don't you do it yourself." The little maidservant had already arrived, and while picking up the wooden bowl, she muttered, "Besides, there is a lot of rootless water, and it can't be used up in a few months."

Qingluan didn't move, let her take the bowl, and then said calmly: "I'm not a wife, and I don't need your clothes, stay away." In the thin misty rain, her voice was indifferent and distant, and she couldn't hear that it belonged to her at the beginning. Girlish softness.

The little maid didn't care, and changed her words with a smile: "Okay, but there must be someone to take care of the girl. Although the servant is clumsy, it has been here for almost two months, at least better than the novice. And the servant knows that although the girl She doesn't care about people, but she is still willing to let Shao'er be with her." There are two dimples on Yuanyuan's face, and her voice is sweet and crisp, which is quite pleasing.

Qingluan's expression remained unchanged: "Liuying and Xianhong have been with me for several years, Shao'er, do you know where they went?"

The little maid was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant: "It's not that the older sisters have reached the age, and with the Lord's permission, they are already married."

"Yeah, marrying..." Qingluan paused for a while, and then said leisurely, "You are still young now, but if you talk too much and get too close to me, maybe it won't be long before it's your turn to get married." She Pushing away the little maid's hand, he groped to open the door and walked in slowly.

Shao'er stood where she was, a few roses in her hand fell off and scattered on the wet ground, she flinched a bit before squatting down to pick them up.

For some reason, Luo Pingyuan, who was hiding beside him, felt a chill in his heart.He was supposed to go forward to talk to Qingluan, but he didn't act immediately, until Shao'er also entered the house with a bouquet of flowers, and after waiting for a while, he quietly hid outside the door and sneaked in.

"Girl, it seems that Qu Shouwei has been transferred out to do some errands, so it doesn't matter if I have a servant to talk with you." The voice of the little maid came from inside, and it became chattering again, "I heard that there are a lot of things happening outside recently. I will take you out to sea and spend a while on the island, the girl's accent is from the capital, I don't know if she can get used to the wind and waves at sea."

Luo Pingyuan's heart was full of turmoil. From the mouths of the captured soldiers, he had indeed heard the confession that Wei Wuze occupied a deserted island in the sea and used it to train his men.But the dead men who were sent had to be blindfolded when they got on and off the boat, and no one could tell the exact location.Under the joint efforts of the government and Langhuan to pursue and suppress Wei Wuze, Wei Wuze really intended to escape.

"I've really forgotten all about the past." Qingluan's voice was still faint, "Shao'er, I know you followed the order, but no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to detect it. A blind person , no one to guide me, even if I can’t get out of this garden, what difference does it make to me whether it’s the capital city or the island? Isn’t he tired after going back and forth?”

She paused: "Go down, I want to be quiet for a while, and listen to the sound of the rain outside."

"Yes, girl." Shao'er replied in a low voice, "Ms. Zhao is about to deliver lunch, and this servant will make some ginger tea." She seemed to hesitate, "My lord... Maybe my lord will come today Come here, girl, do you want to change your clothes? The servant girl is on the bedside."

Qingluan didn't respond, after a while, the little maid quietly retreated to the outside room, went out to the room and went to make tea.

Luo Pingyuan walked out from the shadow of the corner of the room, today's timing was really coincidental, according to Shao'er, there were guards nearby who were in charge of monitoring, but they happened to be away, and there was only one maid beside Qingluan.

So far, apart from the men in gray on the outer wall of Tianyuan, he has not found any traces of other enemies. If he directly reveals his identity and rushes out with Qingluan, will he encounter unexpected obstacles?Or continue to hide, Wei Wuze may appear, and when Langhuan comes to meet him, he will cooperate with the inside and outside, which may not be able to capture the culprit at the same time. If this person is allowed to escape, there will be endless troubles.

Of course, leaving immediately, formulating a careful strategy, and mobilizing troops is the safest and best policy, but he finally found Qingluan, and he didn't want to make any changes, so he didn't consider it.

King Ning was pondering the strategy of action, regretting that he had come hastily, he hadn't arranged a few Jingyu guards nearby to stand by, but the ups and downs of his heart were enough to overwhelm his calmness, his footsteps moved involuntarily, and he walked towards the inner room where a Xiangfei bamboo curtain was hung.