The night wind is blowing, flowers are full of trees, fire trees, silver flowers and stars are like rain.
As the most prosperous city of Chang'an in the world, it is still very lively at night. On this night, a mansion in the west of the city was particularly crowded. BMW carved cars fragrant all over the road, nobles and celebrities, and important officials of the court, most of them gathered at one time.
Chu Mingyun glanced around and landed on Song Heng who greeted the guests with a smile in front of the door. "Four of the six ministers have come, half of them are civil servants and military generals. This champion is really a big face." He paused and sneered. Said: "What a big courage."
The top person in the imperial examinations has always been a role that the DPRK is eager to make friends with and win over. There have even been examples of people robbing people from the list in the past dynasties, but this is probably the first one to hold a banquet first. Yes, it seems that it is just a simple celebration, not afraid of attracting suspicion from the emperor, nor afraid of being discussed.
The carriages and horses in front of the door were getting thinner, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the house was getting louder. Song Heng looked around nervously for a while. Chu Mingyun lowered the curtain of the car and said to Qin Zhao: "Okay, the shelves are enough, I'll go over."
"I'll be with you." Qin Zhao said and was about to stand up.
Chu Mingyun glanced at him with a smile, "You don't have any part in the banquet, so what's the point of going to stand as a pillar?"
"You didn't bring any weapons." Qin Zhao said.
"I fought in the past?" Chu Mingyun raised the folding fan in his hand, "This is enough."
Qin Zhao couldn't reply, but he still wanted to get up.
"Tsk." Chu Mingyun said impatiently, "Junior brother, why do you have an ice cube face all day long to be a mother?"
Qin Zhao: "…"
"When will I need you to protect me?" Chu Mingyun lifted the curtain and got out of the car, "Stay in the car and enjoy some leisure time."
As soon as Chu Mingyunfu appeared, Song Heng hurriedly greeted him, and said with a sigh of relief, "I still think Master Chu is busy with business, but I can't come."
Chu Mingyun smiled, "The invitation of the champion, don't you have to make time to come here no matter how busy you are?"
Song Heng said modestly and personally led him into the palace. The courtyard is vast, and people are seated as non-voting delegates. The red-clothed sing-along dances in the field, and the officials who are familiar with them are constantly laughing and talking. Song Heng turned in a different direction, leading Chu Mingyun to the heights of the mansion. All the way up, a vermilion pavilion was hidden behind the branches, facing the pool on three sides, and the curved water went around the pavilion all the way down . Here, the terrain can bring the overall situation of the courtyard into view, but the people below can't see it here, a good and quiet place.
Chu Mingyun couldn't help but sigh, "The layout of your residence is really clever."
Song Heng replied: "I'm a poor Confucian, how can I afford to live here. It was bought by a rich and noble countryman I knew. After returning home from the list, I said it was a pity to be idle, so I gave it to me as a congratulatory gift."
Chu Mingyun nodded indifferently. After a few steps, he finally saw someone sitting in the pavilion one step earlier than him. He couldn't help but feel a little complicated, and even glanced at Song Heng beside him.
Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu were of equal status, and they always sat on opposite sides of each other at banquets big and small, and no one could get in the way. Now I don't know if this new champion has heard the rumors that he misses Su Shiyu and deliberately tried to please him, and specially chose such a suitable seat for the tryst. Whether Chu Mingyun was flattered to the point of being inconclusive, but this champion is 100% going to offend Su Shiyu.
Su Shiyu changed his official robe and was dressed in elegant white clothes. He was tilting his head slightly to ask the maid what he was asking, and he could vaguely hear words such as burning incense. He turned around when he heard the footsteps, and frowned almost imperceptibly when he saw it was Chu Mingyun, but he still greeted with a faint smile on his face. Chu Mingyun responded casually and took a seat beside him. After a few polite words, Song Heng and the maid retreated together. For a while, only the two of them were left sitting quietly in the pavilion.
Chu Mingyun sighed silently in his heart, for Song Heng, for Su Shiyu, and for himself. What a hard night it must have been.
The soft singing in the courtyard suddenly became clear, the two of them had nothing to say, and Chu Mingyun even spread out the fan to separate the occasional misalignment. There was silence on the table, and the strange atmosphere made the servant who served the food and the wine hurried in shock.
Chu Mingyun picked up the wine glass and glanced at the waning moon hanging high. Before he could finish his sigh, he suddenly stretched out a hand out of thin air to hold his toasting hand. That hand was fair and slender, with distinct phalanges, Chu Mingyun followed and looked, Su Shiyu shook his head slightly at him.
Su Shiyu took the wine in his hand, and with the other hand, he lifted the lid of the incense burner of the auspicious beast, and poured the full glass of wine down. The incense burner was extinguished immediately, and a strong aroma followed, and it dissipated in an instant.
Chu Mingyun had already closed the fan, resting his chin with one hand to watch his movements, he realized it as soon as the fragrance came out, and immediately held his breath and noticed the surroundings.
Su Shiyu sat quietly, and after drinking the cup of tea, his eyes swept away from Chu Mingyun and finally said: "Why didn't Master Chu come with a sword this time."
"Song Heng specially warned that the mansion is heavily guarded, and there is no need to bring a weapon to hurt the joy." Chu Mingyun said with a half-smile: "Besides, didn't my last palace banquet with a sword offend many people?"
"It's rare that you are willing to abide by the rules once, but I'm afraid you paid the wrong kind." Su Shiyu chuckled.
Chu Mingyun twirled the white jade wine cup, "A good fragrance and a good wine will become a good drug when they enter the body together. Master Su might as well guess, this champion is following you and me. A third-party force, or does he want to become a third-party himself out of his own strength?" He threw the cup in his hand before he could answer, Bai Yu slammed it on the ground with all his strength and made a crisp sound. The slate under their feet cracked, and they fell straight down.
The two of them stood up a moment before they stepped on the air, the slate was closed and sealed on the top of their heads, and their feet had stepped on the ground in the blink of an eye. The air was filled with the smell of rot, and the eyes were thick and dark. Chu Mingyun tilted his head at the place where the slight rustling sounded: "Master Su... is he still alive?"
The answer to him was that the fire flickered, and then it calmed down and spread a bright light. Su Shiyu looked around while laughing indifferently: "It's not so weak as that, please worry about it."
Chu Mingyun stepped forward and held his hand to raise the firelight, Su Shiyu frowned and glanced at it, but he didn't break away. The three sides of the place where they were located were smooth stone walls, and in the opposite direction were cast iron fences. There were no doors. Through the gaps in the fences, it was faintly discernible that there was a long passage outside.
"No wonder the pond was built at a high place. It turns out that there is a dungeon hidden underneath." Su Shiyu paused, "Can Master Chu let go?"
Chu Mingyun let go of his hand, "Why did you bring Huozhezi to the banquet?"
"I forgot to take it out after I went out yesterday, but this one is the only one left. It won't last long." Su Shiyu said, his eyes fell on the iron fence in front of him, "I heard that your sword was cut like iron. It's a pity not to see you today."
Chu Mingyun stretched out his hand to hold the iron fence, took a step back and took out the folding fan from his sleeve, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Take the ridicule first, you can use this as well." The voice fell on his hand holding the fan tightly. , the splitting hand slashed several sparks on the railing, the sound of gold and stone rang violently, and then a man-high hole was broken in the iron railing wall, and the broken railing banged on the ground and echoed.
"Based on the current situation, it's better for you and I to get out of here together." Su Shiyu followed him out of the cell.
When Chu Mingyun heard the words, he stopped and turned around. He covered his hands and closed the folding fan to directly pick Su Shiyu's chin. He leaned closer, his smile was ambiguous, but his eyes were cold, "You said this, is this an invitation...or a request?"
The use of the word team up is ridiculous, even if he is alone in this dungeon, and Su Shiyu looks so gentle, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a drag. If he died here, it would be more beneficial to him. What is necessary to join forces.
Su Shiyu let out a low laugh, raised his hand to hold the folding fan, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.
This is probably the first time that Chu Mingyun has looked at his opponent so closely and so carefully. Hands with slender phalanges, dark cloud patterns embroidered on the moon-white sleeve robes, a section of white neck can be seen along the shoulders of the arms, and pale lips with a slight smile are reflected in the warm light like jade. The drawn eyebrows, and the cold look in the warm eyes.
It's really not a disadvantage to spread the word of the city's broken sleeves to such a person.
With a "snap", the fan bone was broken inch by inch in Su Shiyu's hand, he retracted his hand, and the smile on his lips deepened: "You understand my words."
Chu Mingyun's eyes moved slightly, then he laughed softly and slowly, raised his hand, put the fan on the fire, and then threw it out fiercely. The paper fan turned into a ball of fire and went straight into the dark passage. The sparks splashed and wiped the wall and the oil lamp was lit one after another. Finally, it hit the stone wall at the corner, and fell to the ground with a few soft sounds. But it was brightly lit.
He raised his hand with a three-point smile in his eyebrows, "Master Su, please."