Xiao Zheng woke up slowly after sleeping until noon. He first booked hotel service with Tina and had lunch in the room. Then he and Tina repeatedly deduced possible accidents during the mission. It wasn't until Tina felt that Xiao Zheng was too verbose that Brother Azheng wisely closed his mouth and went back to the living room to watch TV.
Perhaps it was because both of them were battle-hardened and had once been the best partners in the world, so even though this time they were executing the assassination of the peerless strongman Ito. Their mental state is also very good. No tension at all.
In a flash, it was six o'clock in the evening. According to the time agreed with Ling Lai, it was time for him to go to the palace where Ling Lai lived.
"See you tonight." Xiao Zheng smiled at Tina.
"Be careful along the way," Tina said.
"Um."
Seeing Tina gradually becoming talkative, Xiao Zheng was in a very good mood. In the past, when I spoke to her before performing a mission, she might have simply responded, or even said nothing, just nodded lightly.
Now, she does talk a lot more. People are no longer as reticent as before.
Out of the hotel. Xiao Zheng took the car directly to the palace. Of course, he could not ask the driver to park the car at the entrance of the palace openly. That would be too big a goal - most importantly, the driver would not dare to drive a taxi into the palace even if he died.
You know, the Japanese royal family has the longest preservation period so far, and the imperial flag on the wall has never been changed. Whether it has experienced two world wars or numerous global crises, the Japanese royal family has always been passed down from generation to generation without replacement.
Of course, this does not mean that the Japanese royal family must be so powerful that no one can defeat them. But throughout the Japanese Empire, the people never regarded the royal family as human beings, but worshiped them as gods. Members of the royal family do not even have the household registration of ordinary people, and like black households, they only exist in the royal family tree.
From another perspective, doesn’t it prove that there is a huge difference between members of the royal family and ordinary citizens
Arriving at the side entrance of the palace that had been agreed upon in advance, Xiao Zheng just got out of the car and saw Baiji Mitsui leading a palace maid forward. Before Xiao Zheng could say hello, Baiji Mitsui ordered the palace maid to take out a set of clothes for Xiao Zheng to change into. Then, she first confessed to Xiao Zheng, and then used her hands to play with Xiao Zheng's face with great dexterity. After touching for about three minutes, Baiji Mitsui took two steps back, as if he was admiring his masterpiece, pursed his lips and said: "Mr. Xiao, this is just a preliminary disguise. In order to prevent the eyes and ears in the palace from noticing anything unusual. Wait until it's over. I will give you a second disguise at His Highness the Prince’s residence.”
After that, she took out a mirror and handed it to Xiao Zhengdao: "Get familiar with your current appearance and integrate into this face as quickly as possible to avoid exposing any flaws."
Xiao Zheng took the mirror and took a look, and his eyes were immediately attracted by his reflection in the mirror.
His eyes are like Tony Leung, his nose is like Daniel Wu, his chin is like Andy Lau, and his temperament is very consistent with Chow Yun-fat—
"Grandma Baidi, can you let me stay like this forever?" Xiao Zheng asked with concern. Very shy.
"Okay." Baiji Mitsui nodded. "But if the skin is covered under disguise for a long time, it will age faster than ordinary people, and it will also grow things."
"What does it look like?" Xiao Zheng asked.
"Venous sores and the like." Baidi Mitsui said concisely and concisely.
Xiao Zheng was startled and immediately felt an unbearable itching on his face. I really want to tear the foreign matter off my face.
But he knew that this was just a psychological effect, so he adjusted his mentality slightly and quickly adapted.
Baiji Mitsui waited for Xiao Zheng to fully adapt to his current appearance, then led him in through the side door.
The Japanese Imperial Palace is different from the majestic and grandeur of ancient China. Instead, it adds a bit of feminine charm and gentleness. But walking among them, passing by groups of dignified and steady palace maids, Xiao Zheng vaguely returned to ancient times. Feel the atmosphere of feudal society.
But in fact, most of those who can serve in the palace today are from famous families, with many requirements, strict rules, and complicated regulations. Not as lowly as the palace maids in ancient China. It is even more impossible to kill at will. For today's palace ladies, serving in the palace is largely just a high-paying, high-pressure job.
Of course, if you are fired from the palace, it will be a huge shame for the maid and the entire family behind the maid. Just like it is extremely shameful for a student to be dismissed from school.
In addition to the above differences from ancient times, the palace is still a place where the struggle for power is more sinister than in ordinary society or even among giant groups. Wherever there are people, there will be struggle. Struggle is the driving force for human progress and an eternal proposition. It is bound to exist in any era and in any environment.
In the palace, if you follow a good master, you will be able to enjoy good food and drink, and be prosperous. But if you serve a master who is not taken seriously and has little power and status, not only will the working environment be bad, but the quality of life will also be low. Even dignity can easily be trampled on.
Not only the maid, but also the master.
For example, the maids who serve the queen dare to point fingers at nobles who are not favored and have no status. The latter could only endure it and did not dare to resist.
Along the way, Xiao Zheng found that the maids and waiters he passed by did not seem to respect the elderly Baiji Mitsui. Even if Baiji Mitsui met an acquaintance and took the initiative to say hello, those condescending palace maids and female officials would only glance sideways and nod haughtily. It seems indifferent and uncomfortable.
"It seems that His Highness the Prince is not comfortable living in the palace." Xiao Zheng said in a low voice on a deserted road.
"As Mr. Xiao has seen, I, an old man who has served His Highness for more than twenty years, do not get any respect. You can imagine what kind of life His Highness leads in the palace." Baiji Mitsui's attitude is quite modest. said. But there was still a trace of sternness flashing through his eyes.
Xiao Zheng pursed his lips slightly, knowing very well the situation of Prince Ling Lainei.
Her father was just an ordinary nobleman who originally belonged to the royal family. Although the family had benefited from it, it was difficult to obtain any benefits for Ling Lai. Her mother disliked Ling Lai for being a cripple and felt there was no need to waste energy and time on a useless person. He simply ignored it and lived his own life alone.
And how can a paralyzed daughter who is ignored by her mother and queen be treated in the palace
It is even more conceivable that Baiji Mitsui, an old palace maid next to Ling Lai.
Xiao Zheng shook his head slightly, but he understood very well in his heart. Ling Lai seems to be under control in every aspect and does not receive any favor, but isn't she working hard to cultivate her own power? Otherwise, would she have the guts to kill Ito? How can we reach an alliance with Shang Jingtian's daughter
As Ling Lai said herself, if her legs are broken, she will have to walk less, but she will be able to read more books and think about more questions.
It seems that Prince Ling Lainei is not reconciled to this, and still wants to stand up and make the decision and become an immortal person.
"Call your master out!"
As soon as the three of them arrived at the door, Xiao Zheng suddenly heard a quarrel coming from ahead.
I saw a young woman in luxurious clothes, giving orders to the guard who looked embarrassed, her face full of arrogance. Obviously very angry.