A Sword of Frost

Chapter 66: Old time files

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Ji Yanran led the army to Yongle Prefecture, and Yun Yifeng also moved into the palace for a temporary stay, and Xiao Wang's mansion naturally became quiet. Without Jiang Lingfei's blah "godmother" all day long, the old concubine's ears have calmed down, but her heart is inevitably more concerned. Fortunately, Aunt Yu often comes over. Although the two have different identities, they can talk about topics Not much, but at least it's good to kill some time.

"Everything about the prince and the master of Yunmen is being reported outside." Aunt Yu asked her cautiously, "Does the concubine know?"

"I'm not old-fashioned." The old concubine cut off the dead branches, "But this is good."

Aunt Yu was a little surprised, is that okay? Although the master of Yunmen is handsome and elegant, as elegant as a banished fairy, he is a man after all. No matter how gods and couples are written in the scriptures, the people talk about envy. Is it against the common sense, or is it more practical? Where is the grandson? The concubine didn't want to persuade her at all

"In the past few years in the palace, I haven't seen anything." The old concubine washed her hands, "Yanran deviates from the scriptures, even caring about her family and children, causing criticism from the courtiers and the people, but it can change the stability." After finishing speaking, He added, "Besides, I also like Yun'er's personality. As long as he can take good care of his body, the two of them can spend the rest of their lives in peace, so there is nothing else they can ask for."

"That's right." Aunt Yu helped her to sit down, "What did the imperial doctor say these two days?"

"It's still the same, it hasn't gotten better, and it hasn't gotten worse." The old concubine sighed, "With the mechanism map, I don't want to enter the palace. I'm afraid that the emperor will be suspicious. Ling Fei will be back soon."

Aunt Yu was puzzled: "We don't have any toads and cicadas. Isn't it enough just to visit Master Yunmen?"

"Success is natural, and the emperor will not stop it, but what if the mechanism box is opened by others in the future?" The old concubine patiently explained, "Yun'er lived in the palace alone to avoid suspicion. It’s complicated, and it’s really disturbing to say the least.”

"Then let's not talk about it." Aunt Yu reassured, "From here to Yongle Prefecture, I heard that the round trip will only take 20 days, and the prince will be back soon."

The old concubine agreed, her brows were still full of sorrow. Although it only took 20 days to go back and forth, but with the search of the mountain, I don’t know how long it would take. After all, the Changying Peak is steep and steep, and the terrain is extremely complicated. An ordinary adult man , I'm afraid even climbing is difficult.

"This road is really lively." On the way, Jiang Lingfei sat under a tree and beat his legs, "There are at least a dozen or twenty sects, big and small."

"This year's martial arts conference seems to be extremely powerful." Ji Yanran asked, "Why, aren't you Jiang's going?"

"The Jiang family fought for the top spot in the martial arts two years ago, and they lost. Now I wish I could draw a circle and curse the lord, so I won't join in." Jiang Lingfei shook his head, "Besides, the conference was really boring. A group of young people called Called, very proud, do you think there is something wrong with the brain? A smart person who stays out of things every year like the master of Yunmen."

Before he finished speaking, several carriages passed by on the official road. More than a dozen young disciples, dressed in brocade robes with cloud patterns, followed behind, talking and laughing. Ling, if you are stepping on the wind and waves, there is no shadow under your feet, it is obvious that your inner strength is deep-just like what Yun Yifeng said before, those who can climb the Guangming Peak are all first-class masters. Only a dissolute dandy like the Jiangmen Third Young Master who neglects housework and looks down on his brothers at home would slander him behind his back.

In the Central Plains martial arts, there are as many strong players as clouds, and they are still very reliable.

In the palace, Eunuch Desheng opened the door of the treasury, and said with a smile, "Master Yunmen, the emperor has ordered you to choose one if you like it."

Yun Yifeng's hypocrisy and politeness, how could he be ashamed? useless.

Turning around, he got into the emperor's private treasury, and touched them carefully one after the other, reluctant to leave.

Feng Qiwu was still there, this time there was no one to urge him, he sat leisurely in front of the desk, played "boom dong dong dong dong" for most of the day, feeling very good. After playing the piano, I remembered the chair made of human bones, so I rummaged around in the corner, but couldn't find it.

It's a pity, look, good things are so in demand, they should have been moved back to Prince Xiao's Mansion last time.

Eunuch Desheng stretched his neck at the door, put his hands in his hands and asked curiously: "Master Yunmen, what are you looking for? I need help."

"It's nothing." Yun Yifeng patted his sleeves, saw a pile of wood on the shelf next to him, and picked it up casually.

As a result, all arrows were fired.

It was a real arrow, the steel spearhead was extremely sharp, and it was suffixed with hard tail feathers. It was ejected suddenly, and the cold light was overwhelming.

Eunuch Desheng saw a white shadow flying towards him, so he was shocked and said: "Ah!"

Yun Yifeng picked up his collar and flew up the tree with him.

Whoosh whoosh!

Sharp arrows flew out like lightning, piercing through the thick tree trunk neatly.

Eunuch Desheng's teeth were chattering, and his fat face turned pale: "You are so bold, who is so desperate to pile up hidden weapons at will?"

Yun Yifeng cheered him up, it's okay, it's okay.

The servants in charge of tidying up the warehouse were startled, frightened and aggrieved. They identified each other and recalled it for a long time, and finally found the culprit. Before putting it back in the future, the master of Yunmen will start playing the piano.

Yun Yifeng: "..."

Eunuch Desheng hurriedly smoothed things over: "Master Yunmen plays like the sound of nature, it is right for the prince to indulge in it and forget things for a while."

Yun Yifeng asked: "Really?"

Eunuch Desheng said loudly, "Yes!"

Yun Yifeng calmly took out some loose silver taels, and treated the little eunuchs to a drink to make up for the mistakes made last time. As for the hidden weapon box, he brought it back to his residence, lest there are still unfinished bows and crossbows in it, which would be ejected and hurt people again.

Eunuch Desheng asked with a smile: "Does Master Yunmen still want to go to the treasure house in two days?"

"I won't go." Yun Yifeng said, "I'm going to tidy up the study for the prince."

Naturally, it's called tidying up, but it's actually looking through. Stacked in the cabinet are all the books Ji Yanran used when she was a child, the pictures she drew, the words she wrote, and dozens of hundreds of pages of texts that were punished for copying. It was all the maids and eunuchs in the palace who were helping, and I don't know how they got through it back then. And at the bottom of the cabinet, there are some old little story books, which are full of weird stories, some of them are cultivating immortals, some of them are happy, and they are full of fights and killings. Urinary urine is unbearably stubborn, not doing business properly, and causing headaches.

Yun Yifeng hugged a stack of books, found a soft floor mat, and planned to read them carefully. At this time, the sun was pouring down from the large expanse outside the window, making the body warm. A litter of milk cats in the yard also slipped into the house, climbed up his lap meowing, and fell asleep with their stomachs spread out.

Every book has annotations here and there, sometimes eloquently, sometimes smeared into a ball of ink bumps, and a smudge is pulled out at the back, which is almost a puddle of saliva. Yun Yifeng leaned against the wall, tilted his head and slowly turned it back. Through every stroke and every painting, he seemed to be able to touch the most troublesome arrogant boy in the school back then—he would have What is it like, a troublemaker who is not afraid of anything, or will look at the face of the master and restrain himself a little? Thinking about it, I want to laugh unconsciously, like knocking over a can of soft sugar in my heart. He had never had a childhood, but on this summer afternoon, through these yellowed old books, he also felt a lot of childhood happiness that he had never experienced before, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, he fell into Zeng Jingjing The spring, summer, autumn and winter flowing through the palace, the incomplete life has been completed in another sense.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and the kitten woke up from sleep, and after yawning, he patted him again with the soft pad.

"Are you hungry?" Yun Yifeng smiled, holding them with one hand and stood up, going to the small kitchen to see if there was any minced meat, but felt dizzy before her eyes. He grabbed the air indiscriminately, trying to support the table, but instead swept the teapot to the ground.

With a loud "crash", the palace guards and guards outside the house were startled.

When Li Jing heard the news and rushed over, the imperial doctor had already finished the diagnosis and treatment for Yun Yifeng, and bowed down and said: "Pulse condition... the pulse condition is stable, and there should be no serious problems, but this kind of strange poison in the world, let's ask the genius doctor Guici to take a look." , and feel more at ease."

"Everyone is dizzy, so you can only diagnose one with a stable pulse?" Li Jing was displeased.

The imperial physician wiped off his cold sweat: "Yes, yes, it's because I'm incompetent."

However, it is really "able" not to come out, so the waist that was straightened up because of the Purple Toad King Crisp two days ago quickly slumps down again, wilting like a dried eggplant, and all he wants is for His Royal Highness Xiao Wang to hurry up When you come back, you must either find the blood ganoderma or take him away.

Fortunately, Yun Yifeng became dizzy quickly, and the next morning, he was able to stroll around the Imperial Garden, rolled up his sleeves, and helped the eunuch take out a litter of injured puppies from under the rockery. Li Jing couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, so he sent Desheng to invite him to the imperial study room, and cared for him personally: "Are you really all right?"

Yun Yifeng said: "Yesterday, I sat on the ground for a long time, so when I got up, I got dizzy, but now it's gone."

"That can't be careless." Li Jing motioned him to sit down, "Do you want to pass ghosts into the palace and have a look?"

"It's passed on to him to enter the palace, and it has no other purpose other than urging blood ganoderma at the top of his throat. Instead, he makes trouble." Yun Yifeng said, "Don't worry, your majesty, I have a sense of propriety."

Seeing that he was so sure, Li Jing didn't insist anymore. Desheng was only asked to fetch a stack of files, which contained the records about Lu Guangyuan and Pu Chang back then.

Yun Yifeng was slightly surprised. He thought that all these things had been destroyed after the battle in Heisha City.

"They are all big and small battles, which can be regarded as the life of the entire Xuanyi Army." Li Jing said, "If Master Yunmen is interested, let's take a look."

Although there are factors in his move to win over and appease, part of it is that he sincerely wants to return more history about his father's generation to Yun Yifeng—as for what truth is hidden in the stone box on Changying Peak, it is no longer important , he has already made up his mind to burn it according to his father's will, so that the secret will always be a secret.

Yun Yifeng returned to the residence with the heavy boxes in his arms, his heartbeat quickened, he washed his hands first, and then lit a incense burner, before turning to the first page reverently.