Emperor Que Shaohua

The south city of Los Angeles is as lively as the east of the city, but it is a little less luxurious and a little more noisy.From Xiangfan Street where Piaoxiang Restaurant is located, go south for three miles, pass through an alley, and the street at the end is called Yilan Street.There are many people living here who make a living by juggling and performing arts in Los Angeles, as well as those who sell ancestral snacks, and those who sell groceries in the streets and alleys. In addition, there are two nearby Goulan and a theater troupe, which are very lively during the day.

It is not very difficult to remove the hidden stakes in this area, but it is not easy at the same time.If it is difficult to say, there are many people with distracting eyes, if you don't pay attention, it will attract eyes, and it is difficult to hide your appearance; if it is easy to say, no matter what happens to the idle people wandering around, whether they are dead or alive, no one will be seen. really care.

As a result, two peddlers quarreled with buyers because they were short of gold and two, and were surrounded to watch the fun; The young woman stumbled while walking, and her face and body were covered with egg yolk and egg white, so she had to find a place to wash her face and change her clothes; when several similar but unrelated incidents happened at the same time, the normal order on the street was not affected at all .This kind of thing happens every day, and it is not so much commonplace as it is a part of their life.

The ten or so people guarding Feng Kun's house and the incense and candle shop across the street did not notice the small situation outside. After all, there was a division of labor, and it was the hidden posts who were in charge of guarding and sending messages to them, not the other way around.

One of the two guards staying in the underground secret room was talking to the sound-transmitting copper pipe, and his voice could be heard on both sides at the same time: "Chief Zhao, it doesn't matter if the two little brothers stay here for a while, just let Lianxiang come down." Bring some wine and food, it’s really time to sacrifice to the Temple of the Five Viscera.”

The leader surnamed Zhao was in charge of the thirteen subordinates on both sides. He was sitting in the west wing of Feng's house at this moment. off the skin of both of you."

The two people on duty in the secret room are both surnamed Sun. They are a pair of brothers. Their skills are passable, but they are a bit lazy. They said they need to eat, but they actually want to remind them that it is time to exchange value.

Another subordinate next to him laughed and scolded: "Sun San, you would think, ask Lianxiang to deliver the meal, and ask her to sing you a section?"

People around laughed a few more times, but they all fell silent after being swept away by Chief Zhao's gaze.They followed the deputy helmsman from the Jiawu sub-helm in the Kunlun Mansion. Zhao Luanqiu's martial arts has already ranked among the first-class masters in the Jianghu.

Half of Zhao Luanqiu's thoughts were not in front of his eyes, but he was thinking about the situation after the success of the whole plan.Ji Tinghui was personally selected and trained by the yin envoy Wei Wuze. Even though he had Huashan's criminal record in the past and was capsized in Los Angeles, the higher-ups still tried to keep him.Depending on the situation, he will be a helmsman in the future, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

What's more, as the newly transferred leader of Kunlun Mansion, all the strongholds in Los Angeles including Piaoxiang Restaurant will be handed over to him soon. Zhao Luanqiu doesn't approve of the East Palace's plan very much.According to his thinking, the focus this time should be to deal with Langhuan with all his strength. It is best to use those two Huashan gates as bait to draw out King Jing's power in Luocheng, gather together and wipe them out, just like What Langhuan did in Taiping Canyon.However, Donggong insisted on focusing on Huangjue Temple. In addition to the guardian Nalanyu sitting in charge, it also assigned a lot of capable people.

When Dai Shifa met with him, his meaning was very clear: it is only necessary to hide here safely, and keep Jiang Han and Wei Qing well. A big fight will affect the overall plan. Yuwei will be leaderless, unable to counterattack.

Zhao Ruozhu didn't take the intrigue in the palace seriously, and he felt that the Kunlun Mansion was notorious, but in fact it was only in an auxiliary position, and his own role and contribution were too small.Over the years, the yin envoy Wei Wuze and the East Palace seem to have a close relationship, but in fact they have their own interests and take advantage of each other to guard against each other. Only when they encounter the problem of Langhuan, they are surprisingly consistent.

Zhao Luanqiu could only suppress his dissatisfaction in his heart, and dared not neglect after being slandered, and chose capable subordinates to guard the hostages.Even though it seems like a big deal to him, Langhuan is no longer what it used to be, and even supporting a suzerain is completely lost. I am afraid that even this house will not be found in time, and the letters sent back from outside in the past two days also indicate that there is no change.

Sun San in the secret room walked away from the sound transmission port by the wall. The same copper pipe was also installed on the opposite wall, leading to the incense and candle shop, as if two trumpet flowers bloomed on the wall.

He glanced at his younger brother, Sun Wu, and the two Huashan disciples who were half lying and half sitting in the corner.The clothes of the two were dirty, their heads and faces were bruised, and their expressions were tired.Because the misty fragrance was not as good as the misty smoke, he woke up in a few hours, and then cursed mean, especially Jiang Hanping, who had no hope of escaping anyway, so he made up his mind to scold in a variety of ways, which couldn't help but be heard He got angry, so he received far more punches than Wei Qing.

At this moment, the acupoints of the two people's bodies were restricted, even the Ya acupoint was no exception, Jiang Hanyou opened his eyes and stared at him.

"Boy, just wait and see." Sun San went over and kicked, and said with a sneer, "Don't wish someone could save you, it's just a reminder to come, let's see if your senior brother will take care of your two low lives." What kind of Huashan faction, it’s useless!” According to the Kunlun Mansion’s style, even if Ji Tinghui came back, they would at least have their right hand to use the sword cut off.

Jiang Han closed his eyes, and soon seemed to fall into a coma. He had been hungry for almost two days, and it was normal for him to be half dead.

Sun San walked back to the stool against the wall, and sat down side by side with Sun Wu.No one likes this job. There is not even a bed in the secret room. Although there is ventilation on both sides, it still feels stuffy after a long time. Fortunately, the two of them are coming to an end.

After sitting for a while, Sun San planned to go up and have a good meal to make up for himself, but Sun Wu suddenly touched him: "Something's wrong, the incense candle shop has become quieter."

Sun San came to his senses, the incense and candle shop was on the street, and the sound of customers coming in to ask prices or chatting could always be heard through the sound transmission tube, but now it was quiet up there.

"Go and shout, I'm too lazy to move," he said, yawning and dozing off for some reason.

"I don't want to get up either," Sun Wudao said, "Anyway, someone will come to change shifts in a while."

The two brothers continued to sit still. Sun San felt that he was about to fall asleep, but the person on duty should come down soon. If he was seen dozing off, scolding would be inevitable, but it's fine if he was sleepy. Why did the younger brother is also like this?

"I'll go and have a look, give me some energy." Relying on the little vigilance left, he raised his strength, walked to the silent copper trumpet flower, moved his face closer, and just took a breath to prepare to make a sound, when he lost consciousness Losing consciousness, he fell to the ground with a plop.

Sun Wu's eyes were already half closed. Seeing this scene, he was startled and wanted to stand up, but the next moment, he also slipped along the stool to the ground, unconscious.

From the copper pipe on the wall, almost invisible light smoke was floating, like mist, condensed into a piece in the air for a short time, and then dispersed invisible.

In the candle shop, Guan Ling covered the entrance of a copper pipe at the base of the wall with a soaked cotton cloth, and put the jade bottle in her hand back into her bosom. When the Shushan mist was first made, it was a liquid medicine as clear as dewdrops. Drift away quickly.

He turned around and said, "It's alright, after half a stick of incense, none of the people below will be able to get up."

Qin Shuang stood behind him, and three hidden guards guarded the doors and windows, looking at the subordinates of the Kunlun Mansion who were knocked down on the ground, and there was another lying behind the shop.

The most important thing in this operation is to quickly restrain the four people in the incense and candle shop, neither to be heard by the guards in the secret room, nor to be noticed by the opposite house.Therefore, the hidden guards who sneaked into the vicinity started at the same time to clean up the last two hidden piles outside Feng's house, and Qin Shuang personally led the people to act in the shop, and the next thing to do was to send Shu Shanwu into the secret room as soon as possible.

The process of waiting for the medicine to take effect made people sweat. Qin Shuang was very worried that the two guards below would feel different in advance, which would not be good for Huashan disciples. Fortunately, the facts proved that Shushan Wu was indeed Mr. Tang Da’s meticulous work. This step Also successfully completed.

"Xiaoling, will you go with me to Feng's house, or stay in the shop and watch?" Qin Shuang asked.

"I'm right here, maybe I can find the entrance." The boy said.

After a hasty investigation last night, it was not possible to determine where the entrance to the secret passage in the incense and candle shop was.Qin Shuang knew that with Guan Ling's temperament, she couldn't help but want to find out by herself, so she said, "Ah Xu stays with Xiao Ling, and the rest follow me to the other side of the house to block them."

In Feng's residence, Zhao Luanqiu finally realized that something was wrong.

He was about to appoint two people to replace Sun San and Sun Wu, when he heard a muffled sound from the sound transmission tube, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.The subordinate who was about to enter the secret passage immediately yelled at the brass pipe, but there was no response from below.

"What's going on?" Zhao Luanqiu suddenly stood up, approached the brass horn himself, and said in a deep voice, "Sun San, answer. What happened?"

There was still silence in the pipe, and after a while, a young boy with a clear voice said coldly: "If you call these two idiots lying on the ground, they won't be able to get up for a while. I will take Jiang Han and Wei Qing away."

"Don't be in a hurry to go down the tunnel, let's find out the situation first." Zhao Luanqiu shouted, "Go out alone and see if there is any change on the other side of the street." A subordinate hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the entire door of the west wing room fell inward, and the subordinate who had just gone out to check was thrown back from the outside, as if being used as a weapon, and slammed straight into Leader Zhao .

Deputy Rudder Master Zhao saw that the approach was very urgent, he yelled and threw out his palms, he wanted to catch his subordinates, but when he touched them, he felt an overwhelming force hit his chest, it was hard to beat him , if it is hard-wired, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured immediately.He reacted fairly quickly, under the shock, he hastily used a deft skill to defuse it, and dodged, the man smashed the wooden cabinet in the corner, and couldn't get up for a while, but he didn't have any broken bones like Zhao Luanqiu thought.

This is clearly the person who threw him in mercilessly, borrowing things to pass on strength.Zhao Luanqiu has always been proud of his martial arts, but now he couldn't help being shocked: even if he practiced for another 20 years, he would never be able to achieve this skill.His chest was full of energy and blood, but he was just thinking: Who can do this?

Looking towards the open door, I saw a middle-aged man in his 40s standing with his hands behind his back, with blue and long skirts and white eyebrows hanging down. He was the king of Shoushan Ming, Chai Ming.

Feng Jingyi stayed in the dungeon for about an hour.After identifying Ji Tinghui's identity, they were led to the prison officer's duty room. Feng Jingyi wrote a document stating that Ji Tinghui was indeed the Huashan traitor Yue Gan, and left his name and signature, and two Kongtong disciples also left letters to prove it .

Jing Yuwei had already arranged various joints in advance, and it didn't take long to go through the formalities, but everyone did it very slowly, showing with actions that they were not in a hurry to finish their work and leave this dark prison.

The deadline required by the Kunlun Mansion was before Shen Shi, and when they escorted the ashen-faced Ji Tinghui out of the gate of the prison, it happened that the time had come.

Shao Bitu had been waiting outside, and at this moment he brought the sergeant over.He met Feng Jingyi's gaze, and shook his head very slowly.

Feng Jingyi's heart sank, the Kunlun Mansion planned it out, but he actually still had a glimmer of hope, because he had an inexplicable feeling that Prince Jing could do something.It seemed that it was too late after all.Both Jing Yu's cavalry guards and Kong Tong's disciples knew that Jiang Han and Wei Qing were being held hostage, but no one else knew about the agreement between him and King Jing and the inside story.Thinking of the two juniors, Feng Jingyi felt pain in her heart, Wei Qing and Jiang Han would definitely blame herself, the senior senior didn't choose to let go of Yue Gan, but personally cut off their way of life.No matter how many reasons there are, after all, he made the choice, Feng Jingyi couldn't think of any other way except to go to the Nine Springs to explain and apologize to the juniors.

"Stop," he said.The surrounding streets are full of noisy people, and it is very lively. Since I have declared my mortal intention, I will simply do it here. The more people I see, the better.

Everyone stopped to look at him, Feng Jingyi walked up to Ji Tinghui with his hands tied behind his back, and pressed the hilt of his sword, his usually steady hand trembled a little at this moment.

The moment he was about to draw his sword, Chu Huan suddenly said: "Young Xia Feng, look, someone is coming over there!"

Feng Jingyi looked up in the direction of his finger, and saw two riders galloping towards the end of the street, Qin Shuang in black clothes was on the left, and Guan Ling was on the right with an indifferent expression. All with the wind and dust raised on the road.

"Jingyi, do it slowly!" Qin Shuang shouted from a distance, and the two of them rushed forward and dismounted together.

"Qin Shaoxia, does Sect Master Jiang have something to bring?" Feng Jingyi said, his heart suddenly hung high.

"Finally caught up, Jingyi." Qin Shuang was visibly relieved, and stretched out his hand to point.A carriage was turning the corner of the street, and there were several people guarding it on horseback, and they went straight to them.

"Brother!" A familiar voice came from the car before it stopped, and Feng Jingyi's heart was shaken. He saw Jiang Handang, the sixth junior brother, get out of the car first, followed by Wei Qing. There were bruises and scars everywhere, and they wobbled when they walked, obviously their feet were weak, but they were all alive, alive intact.

"You two idiots who don't have a long memory, what else do you do other than make people worry?" Feng Jingyi scolded, he usually said this when he scolded his juniors, but this time, he choked up in the middle of the sentence , his eyes were moist, he stepped forward a few steps, and hugged the two juniors tightly.

At this time, the official historian Du Heng's house fell into chaos.

Du Tangli was sent back to the house by King Ning's relatives, her clothes were disheveled, which immediately alarmed the whole family.It is said that it is the whole family, but it is actually just father Du Heng, aunt Du Yun, 11-year-old brother Du Zhong, and a few servant girls.

She was obviously invited by Chengyihou's mansion as a guest, but on the third day, she sat on a hired sedan chair and was escorted back by King Ning's subordinates. It is impossible to hide it from the family.

Not long after Du Tangli returned to her room and changed her clothes, her father, Du Heng, came to her boudoir in person: "Tangli, what happened, but you were wronged outside? Father will never sit idly by." , he asked quite difficult.In fact, not to mention King Ning, who is far away in the clouds, even the dilapidated Chengyihou's Mansion is after all a duke's home, and he cannot afford to mess with it.

"My daughter is fine. It was His Royal Highness Ning Wang who helped me, and the Chengyihou Mansion didn't do anything." Du Tangli whispered, returning to her familiar home and seeing her relatives, she finally broke free from her fear temporarily, but still be terribly upset.

"Then what happened to the accident?" Du Heng asked immediately after letting go of half of his heart.

"Father, I'm very tired, let me rest for a while, okay?" Du Tangli frowned.

Du Heng seemed to want to say something more, but his aunt Du Yun on the side gave him a hand, and the two got up and told her to take a good rest.

The door was not closed tightly, and Du Tangli heard her aunt complaining in a low voice outside: "The question is so tight, how will Tangli's daughter answer? I should ask her slowly in a few days. The most important thing now is restraint." Good servant, don’t spread this matter outside.”

The father didn't make a sound, and the aunt continued to count: "I don't think the situation is the worst, so let's talk slowly, don't worry about getting angry, if something really happens, who can our family resist?"

Father still didn't speak, and the two walked away from each other.

Du Tangli sat on the bed and sighed.My father has a literati temper, and he is easy to talk about on weekdays, but if he encounters something that he thinks cannot be compromised, such as editing history, he will not bow his head at all.In the words of my aunt, it is like a stick that would rather be bent than bent, and I am afraid that one day he will get into trouble.

What she was worried about at the moment was not her father's reaction, but what she saw today.

The scene in the temple was like the worst nightmare, it was King Ning who rescued her, but what would happen to him?Did Yao Qian'er really die like this?Why did those people kill her, but they called Miss Cheng Yihou to themselves, or did they admit the wrong person, and it was Du Tangli who should have been killed?

"Remember well, Miss Yao, what you saw with your own eyes before you fainted today is that King Ning Luo Pingyuan rushed into the main hall with a sword and killed everyone who came with you." The indifferent and harsh voice said, There are other words coming from my ears: Qing Enbo, the future of the Hou Mansion, the empress in the palace...

King Ning, who is a handsome wind god, is in such a dangerous situation. Moreover, is it related to the palace?The Buddhist temple was full of blood and conspiracy, and she shivered suddenly.But every time I see His Highness King Ning, he always looks so dazzling, as if he has an innate convincing brilliance. Will something happen to such a person?

After a while, it occurred to her that she should also worry about herself.It won't be long before news of the tragedy in Huangjue Temple will definitely spread, and it may even cause an uproar.

"Miss," the maid next to her called her, Qin Hua just helped her change clothes, and now brought a basin of hot water, "Miss, would you like to wipe your face and eat something?"

"It's okay." Du Tangli absent-mindedly took the soaked towel and fiddled with it in his hand.

"Miss, the cinnabar on the forehead is not painted well. If you like it, wait for the face to be cleaned, and then the servant will put it on for you again?" Qin Hua said anxiously, she didn't dare to ask anything, she just wanted to divert Du Tangli's attention Let the young lady stop being in a daze like this.

"Cinnabar? I haven't ordered it before." Du Tangli was taken aback for a moment, she never liked these extra decorations.

She got up and walked to the dressing table, and took off the brocade handkerchief on the mirror, but saw a red mark on her forehead, bright red.

On the afternoon of August [-]th, Feng Jingyi saw her younger brother; Du Tangli washed and rested at home; King An and General Wuying Zheng Mingyi, who had received a report from the monks in Huangjue Temple, led the forbidden army into the temple and witnessed the scene inside and outside the Daxiong Hall. In a tragic situation, there is also the unconscious King Ning.

At the same time, the hidden guards sent by King Jing went to investigate, and met Nie Sheng and Cao Molin who turned back outside the temple, and Shen Ling, the deputy commander of Jingyu Guard who got the latest news, had just rushed to Huangjue Temple with his people.