After hearing Desheng's reply, Li Jing ended the banquet early and returned to the imperial study.
Yun Yifeng has put together all the dismantled maps, two of which are Changying Peak in Yongle Prefecture, and the other two are Mingya Temple in Yuehua City, hundreds of miles away.
Li Jing hesitated: "On the top of Changying Peak... is there a maze map?"
"It's the dead gate of Kuzen." Yun Yifeng's palms felt cold, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his back, "If a person is trapped in it, they can no longer get out, and can only sit and wait for death."
It is rumored that this formation was the brainchild of dozens of mechanism masters in the previous dynasty. At that time, when the king was tyrannical and mourning was everywhere, the civil righteous men came up with a bold but passionate idea. They planned to use this clever mechanism to trap the tyrant and support more The virtuous Eighth Prince is the emperor, and he restores clarity to the common people in the world. However, before the plan could be implemented in the future, the news was leaked by the traitor, and all the masters of the mechanism were poisoned, and there was no more news about the dead gate of Kuzen, and as the years have changed, no one even knows where it is built. I can make it clear.
"D-Surely there is such a dangerous formation?" Eunuch Desheng was terrified when he heard it, "The prince's martial arts are world-class, with the help of Young Master Jiang, and hundreds of soldiers and horses following him, there shouldn't be any accidents, right?"
Li Jing also asked: "Master Yunmen, are you sure this is the Dead Gate of Kuchan?"
"Yes, there was a wood idiot who came to Fengyumen to ask for the map of the mechanism, so I found some information." Yun Yifeng said, "Puchang's so-called map, children and wives are indispensable. Among them, the wife should be It means that she can disassemble the secret map of Zichuan and know where the real treasure is. Otherwise, even if others get the map, they can only find the death gate of Changying Peak."
Eunuch Desheng became more and more anxious, and took a sneak peek at Li Jing. The prince has been away for more than ten days. According to the date, he probably just started searching the mountains in these two days, so don't really touch any dead door.
"Tell Wei Lie to come." Li Jing said, "Tell him to go to Yongle State as soon as possible, and stop the prince as much as possible!"
"Yes." Eunuch Desheng went to pass the message in person. Seeing that Yun Yifeng's face turned pale and sweat was constantly pouring out of his forehead, the servant at the side hurried forward to support him.
Li Jing walked up to him and sighed: "I was careless this time, don't worry, take good care of yourself in the palace, and Wei Lie will do the rest."
Yun Yifeng hesitated to speak, but finally said in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The servant sent him back to the bedroom, and it was already very late at night.
"Master Yunmen, please take a rest." The servant comforted, "The emperor and the lord have a deep brotherhood, and must have sent Master Wei to chase after this battle."
Yun Yifeng looked at the stars in the sky, and his heart flew to the sky.
Even if Wei Lie rushed there day and night, according to Wang Dong's previous description, the top of Changying Peak is so high that it pierces into the clouds. There are huge rocky cliffs, and ancient trees and vines are winding on the other side, and there is no way to go. Now it is the rainy season in early summer, the thunderstorm is thunderous, and the sky is full of mist. Even experienced hunters and woodcutters may have to stay away.
The only ones who can climb up are masters, and they must be top masters. Among the army heading to Yongle State this time, only Ji Yanran and Jiang Lingfei have the ability to climb the cliff... What if they were swept away and fell into the death gate of Kuzen while searching? The army is all below, I'm afraid they won't find out for a while, even if they can find out, even if Wei Lie brings more soldiers and horses, it's still difficult to climb to the top, those trapped in the maze, how long should they sit and wait without eating or drinking? Not to mention that this formation is used to kill people, there must be many tricks inside.
Yun Yifeng clearly knows that if the situation is at its worst now, the only one who can rescue Ji Yanran in the shortest time is himself.
Impulsive, he almost rushed out, but his footsteps stopped at the door again. This time the journey is long, and with my tattered body, which is exhausted and exhausted, I am afraid that I must travel with ghost thorns, so as to survive the days of travel. That lunatic bears the title of "the world's number one genius doctor". In Li Jing's eyes, or in the eyes of anyone, Zichan Wangsu is not a rare commodity to him. Isn't the diagram of the mechanism on his body exposed to the outside world? Yun Yifeng touched his left shoulder, and remembered the dowager's advice before entering the palace, that there must be no possibility for Ji Yanran to see the diagram of the mechanism before Li Jing got the secret box.
"Ah, why didn't Master Yunmen take a rest?" The maid came to close the door, and seeing that he was still standing at the door, she took a thin cloak from the side, trying to wrap it around his shoulders.
"No need." Yun Yifeng fended off her, "It's a bit cold, go and light a pot of charcoal fire."
charcoal fire? The maid was taken aback when she heard this: "It's already summer."
Yun Yifeng had already turned around and returned to the inner room. Seeing that his expression was not right, the maid didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly urged the eunuch on duty to light the fire and brought it in for him.
The charcoal fire was burning red, and there was a small "beep" sound, which made the whole room hot.
"Go out." Yun Yifeng ordered lightly.
The servants left in a hurry, pulling their collars and fanning the wind, secretly thinking in their hearts that they were afraid of the cold, and they probably needed to invite the imperial physician again, and they had to work hard tonight.
Yun Yifeng put down the teacup in his hand, and fiddled with the charcoal fire with tongs.
The outer hall is quiet, no one is there, only the maids have done half of the work during the day, the cat food bowls are overturned, the dead branches are bundled together and waiting to be dried, and half of the medicine residue is buried under the tree. It is said that It can cure illnesses and disasters, and there are a few small irons - there is no way, the prince has prepared too many clothes for Master Yunmen, and he can't iron them every day.
Yun Yifeng gritted her teeth and put the charcoal into the iron one by one.
…
The old concubine was sitting in a soft sedan chair, urging the bearers all the way, almost trotting into the palace. He couldn't care less about bumping, coughed and entered the front hall, saluted and asked anxiously: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with Yun'er?"
"Master Yunmen is fine." Li Jing stepped forward to support her, "Toffee, sit down first."
Calling himself into the palace in the middle of the night, how can he look okay? The old concubine didn't catch her breath for a long time, Li Jing sent the palace servants to serve hot tea, and then sighed softly: "It's Yanran's end, maybe there is something wrong."
The old concubine's hands trembled, and the heart that was hanging in her throat had flown to nowhere this time: "Yan Ran?"
Li Jing opened the four maps, roughly explained the matter of Ku Chan's death gate, and said: "Whether this is true or not, Wei Lie has already led people to stop it. The master of Yunmen looks uncomfortable tonight, He is weak, so I thought about taking the concubine into the palace and talking with him, or it would be better."
"Death door of dry Zen?" The old concubine was startled when she heard it, these four words alone were extremely dangerous, and the rumors about the tyrant's licentiousness and wanting to support the prince added to the chaos. Two maids helped her, and she was just about to send her to Yun Yifeng Palace, but there were hurried footsteps outside, and a servant crawled in, knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, Master Yunmen , Cloud Gate Master, he..."
Sobbing for a long time without saying a word, it scared Li Jing and the old concubine enough. Eunuch Desheng stomped beside him: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and help the concubine onto the sedan chair!"
In the front hall of Ganwu Hall, the lights were brightly lit, and it was already a mess.
There were a lot of broken charcoal scattered on the ground, dark red and smoking, as well as an iron and a teapot that was smashed in a hurry. Yun Yifeng lay half down on the table, half of the snow-white gauze slipped down, his left shoulder was dripping with blood, and there were also some transparent blisters from burns, it hurt so much to see, the hearts of all the maids were tense, and they didn't know what to do when they surrounded him That's good, I just twisted the handkerchief in my hand, and I was about to cry, what about the imperial doctor, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet
"Yun'er!" The old concubine pushed the door for this scene, her heart suddenly turned cold, she stepped forward to stroke his sweaty hair, and said eagerly, "How did you do this?"
"Toffee." Yun Yifeng's face was pale, and his lips were trembling, "I'm going to Changying Peak."
The old concubine groped and pinched his hand, tears streaming down her face: "You can go if you want, why bother to hurt yourself so much."
"It is extremely difficult for an ordinary army to climb to the top of the mountain. If the prince is really trapped, he will definitely not be able to wait." Yun Yifeng sweated like rain on his back, "Guangming Mountain is also in Yongle Prefecture, where a martial arts conference is being held. Ruyun, if this group of people can work together, it will be easy to destroy the dead gate of Kuchan, but only I know how to persuade them."
"Let's help the master of Yunmen to enter the house first." Li Jing never expected that he would be so desperate, and his head was as big as a bucket for a while. The imperial physicians quickly treated Yun Yifeng's wound, and reported back that there was nothing serious about it—that's right, what could be a serious problem with a burn? Compared with the poison all over his body, it was nothing worth mentioning.
The old concubine sat by the bed, holding a bowl of soup and medicine, and slowly fed it to him.
"Hiss..." Yun Yifeng frowned as the movement pulled her back.
"Why don't you try to talk to the emperor first?" The old concubine felt distressed, "Only you can save Yanran, so is it possible that the emperor can't let you go?"
"I know that the emperor cares about the prince, so he will definitely agree to me." Yun Yifeng coughed, "but I don't want to give others a chance to instigate, and I don't want to cause the prince any more trouble. Anyway, the emperor has already drawn the mechanism map that day and left it in the There are only a lot of burdens on me, it would be better to destroy it."
"Yan Ran and Ling Fei are in danger, I am worried." The old concubine put down the empty bowl, "But if you are in danger, I will also be worried, and I don't want you to drag your injured body and have to work hard on the road .”
"I will take care of myself." Yun Yifeng said, "Toffee don't have to worry."
The old concubine held those thin fingers, and she couldn't bear to let go no matter what, she just sighed: "It's really hard for you to meet my son."
"It's not bitter." Yun Yifeng smiled, "My lord treats me very well."
It's really good, so good that even the bones are crisp, it seems that while walking, he fell into the gentle wind and drizzle, and since then he has been drunk and dreamy, with empty water in the daytime and bright moon in the night, everything is beautiful Like a flower covered with dew, it blooms quietly in my heart.
Just for this flower, he is willing to protect him with his life.