"Second brother, it's done."
Lu Zhun opened the door and came in, still wearing decent clothes, but his new boots were stained with mud, and the layered sleeve robes had two or three fallen leaves curled up. He went out of the city, walked northward, and walked through the post houses within three hundred miles.
He is like a money-scattering boy, all the small merchants who handle goods, the troopers who escort escorts, and the people from the rivers and lakes who come and go, all receive blessing money from him for auspiciousness.
Rong Luoyun sat at the table, the tea was warm and comfortable, and he filled a bowl for Lu Zhun. Lu Zhun was extremely thirsty, took a bowl and drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "In these two days, they will spread the news of the victory in the first battle in Saibei."
After finishing speaking, he asked: "Second brother, can it be done?"
Rong Luoyun said: "People who come and go often buy and sell news, they take money, and let them do whatever they want." There was a plate of boiled broad beans in front of him, and he twitched one, "Look, Chang'an City will soon be depopulated Everyone knows."
Lu Zhun had doubts in his heart: "The huge city of Chang'an, can it be spread all over only with the ones we managed?"
Rong Luoyun smiled slightly, pinched the broad beans, and flicked his fingers towards the window with his backhand. The window was knocked open, and the bustle of the street burst into the room. There is no one else who is so enthusiastic, just because the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days.
When the season is good, who doesn't want to hear good news
Once the news enters the city, it must be spread by word of mouth to add joy to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lu Zhun looked down from the window: "I said there are so many people, so that's the case." His tone was not kind, like a scabbard made of silk, with all the sharp edges sticking out, "Saibei has been fighting fiercely for many days, and there are thoughts inside the pass Decorate with lanterns and festoons, drums and gongs resound!"
Rong Luoyun said: "The common people just look at the face of the palace." Two days later, the palace will hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and make every effort to make arrangements, "The Longevity Palace has been put on hold, and the emperor hates it. Let's take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to celebrate."
Lu Zhun looked displeased, closed the window tightly, turned back to the table next to Rong Luoyun, glanced at the corner, covered his mouth and whispered: "Second brother, Saibei has not won a great victory, why spread it like this to whitewash the peace?"
Rong Luoyun also glanced at the corner of the wall, and replied in a low voice: "The victory in Saibei, General Huo's invincibility is the wish of ordinary people. But if he colludes with barbarians and is hostile to the Huo family, he probably won't be able to sit still."
Once you can't sit still, your feet will be exposed.
Lu Zhun suddenly realized: "It was spread for Chen Ruoyin!"
Rong Luoyun chewed on the broad beans, nodded his chin toward the corner of the wall, and said, "I went to visit the prime minister's mansion every night, and finally intercepted this spy."
There seemed to be a person leaning against the corner of the wall. Although he was dressed in Han nationality, his face was different. Deep eye sockets, high nasal bone, thick eyebrows as if dyed with ink, is the appearance of Turkic people.
"Second brother, how to deal with this person?" Lu Zhun asked.
The sun was setting in the west, and Rong Luoyun replied: "When the sunset glow fades, someone will come to pick it up."
The long street is shrouded in the sun, and it is always bustling with people from morning to evening, but here is a bustling scene. I don’t know what the desert is like. Could there be corpses everywhere
Huo Zhao, Marquis of Dingbei, is still injured, will General Huo, who is in command, be safe
Rong Luoyun couldn't get rid of his worries, twisted the broad beans into bean paste, and didn't realize that it was night. Dong dong, someone knocked on the door twice, he looked up and asked, "Who is it?"
The other party replied: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, send a sachet."
Rong Luoyun asked again: "What kind of fragrance?"
The other party said: "If you just blindly prosper, do you like it, young master?"
Rong Luoyun stood up and opened the door. The other party came in and took out a letter from his pocket to him. He took it, and pointed to the corner, where there was a bundle, judging by its size, it couldn't hide a grown man.
If the bones are all broken and clump together, it will fit.
The other party easily picked up the "baggage" and left the inn brightly. As soon as the person left, Rong Luoyun took out the letter and read the words carefully by the candlelight. Lu Zhun came over and asked in a low voice: "Second brother, is this a secret letter from the third prince?"
Rong Luoyun said: "The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is the arrangement in the palace."
From this, we can calculate the time when Chen Ruoyin will return to the mansion, as well as the manpower transfer in the prime minister's mansion. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the security of the prime minister's mansion was a little loose, if the old thief made a move, it would be a good time to make a move.
Lu Zhun nodded: "Second Brother, I'll go with you!"
Rong Luoyun lit the letter, threw it into the copper basin, and then held Lu Zhun's hands. "Second brother won't ask you to take risks." He said, "After two days, you should be obedient. You can go shopping in the street or stay in the inn, you know?"
Lu Zhun didn't agree, but he didn't argue, but only pretended to agree.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city of Chang'an was full of fiery trees and silver flowers, and the main streets were full of people. The surroundings of the imperial palace were even more lively.
As soon as Zishi arrived, the forbidden army was mobilized and guarded like an iron wall in front of the palace gate. The people in the city gathered around the palace and looked at the palace wall together.
After a while, someone shouted loudly: "The emperor is here!"
Emperor Cheng, concubines, princes and important ministers all appeared on the palace wall, waiting for the people to kowtow, and the night sky above Chang'an was filled with bright fireworks, clusters endless, as bright as day.
In Loquat Alley in the south of the city, a black shadow walked forward quickly, walked to the end of the alley, looked up at the gorgeous fireworks. Chang'an Chang'an, did you know that the frontier soldiers fought with their lives in exchange for Chang'an at this time.
In the bright mottled, the black shadow walked out of Loquat Lane and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, Rong Luoyun was lying on his side on the beam of the prime minister's mansion with his sword in his arms, and had been waiting for more than half an hour.
In the middle of the night, many people lived in the city, and most of the people had returned home for reunion. A carriage left from the side gate of the palace, and there were many followers. Shadow guards followed them in the dark, and they all covered their faces with masks.
In the carriage, there was a person reclining on the front seat, who seemed to have had too much wine, his red phoenix eyes were narrow and narrow, and the tails of the eyes were flushed with cheekbones. He was wearing a purple robe with long sleeves, which was tightly tied up, and he couldn't help loosening the lapel.
After letting go, he lowered his hand and put it on the horizontal 襕, which was embroidered with white cranes, and rubbed the jade beads inlaid on the top of the crane with his fingertips. When he turned a corner and wobbled, he frowned and urged the team to speed up in discomfort.
Finally, it stopped at the south of the city, facing the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The man in the car opened his eyes slightly, exhaled alcohol, and stepped on the stool unsteadily to get out of the car. Entering the mansion, the butler supported him and said, "Master Xiang, the hangover soup has been simmering slowly, just for fear that you will feel uncomfortable after drinking."
Called "Xiangye", he is naturally the prime minister of the current dynasty. Chen Ruoyin stroked her chest, and said as she walked: "The emperor is happy tonight, it's natural to drink two more cups, but..."
Going down the steps, he staggered a step, stuck for a moment before continuing: "The third prince doesn't know what kind of madness, it's not enough to flatter his own father, he always comes to compliment the truth."
The housekeeper carefully supported him: "Did the third prince pour you wine?"
Chen Ruoyin snorted, "Take advantage of Saibei to win, and ask me whether I am happy or not, it's really something that hides a knife in a smile." Passing by two blooming sheep's hooves, he paused for a while and sniffed, with a trace of hesitation in his tone, "Not received in the palace. The news of the victory in Saibei has been spread all over the city."
The butler asked: "Master Xiang should know the military situation first-hand, but Azhatai has not sent anyone."
Chen Ruoyin said: "I guess the barbarian is in a panic, don't worry about it."
He raised his hand and folded a purple flower: "I'd rather believe it. If the Han army really won a great victory and Huo Linfeng presses down and refuses to report it, what is he thinking?"
The housekeeper knew what to say: "Embrace your own strength, but be ambitious."
Chen Ruoyin forced out a laugh, quite dissolute, and lost his poise when walking, holding flowers and swinging his sleeves, there was a trace of demon in him. At the door of the big house, with the toe of his boot touching the threshold, he stopped suddenly.
"Master Xiang, what's the matter?"
Chen Ruoyin twitched her nose: "It seems that there is something else mixed in with the scent of sheep's hooves."
At this time, the servant girl brought over the hangover soup, which was very sour, the butler took it personally, and replied: "No wonder, it is the strong taste of the hangover soup that offended the gentleman's elegance."
Chen Ruoyin hesitated for a moment, stepped into the room, drank the hangover soup, stared at the table with a candied fruit. The housekeeper understood, went to study ink and cut paper, and picked out the usual Zihao pen.
The candied fruit was worn away on the cheeks, sweet and greasy, Chen Ruoyin muttered a tune, listened carefully, it was an obscene song. Going to the table, he picked up his pen and kept silent, and wrote a line of distorted words on the white statement.
After writing three or four sentences, Chen Ruoyin sighed, "Where is the Tian family ruthless..."
The steward said: "Master Xiang, you are under one person and above ten thousand people, and the emperor relies on you the most."
Chen Ruoyin said: "When Huo Zhao was in his prime, Truth played a bad role and restrained that guy. It was hard to separate his three fathers and sons, but now that they are fighting fiercely and are weak, they let their families reunite to restrain Truth."
The butler asked: "Then why didn't the Prime Minister stop Huo Linfeng when he returned to the fortress?"
Chen Ruoyin smiled and said, "How can I stop it? I can even get drunk with a little wine." He said lazily, "That old man Huo Zhao and I are just the emperor's pawns, no one can win , no one can lose."
But this time... Chen Ruoyin flamboyantly finished writing the last sentence.
"Huo Zhao is old, so I will let him send the white-haired man to the black-haired man. This game of chess is definitely won."
The housekeeper folded the letter paper and put it in an envelope: "Master, Huo Jinghai is the general of the town, why is Huo Linfeng the one you want to get rid of?"
Chen Ruoyin said: "Huo Zhao asked him to be in command. I don't want to be in the limelight." His eyes flickered, and he covered his voice, "What's more, this Huo Linfeng is much more capable than his elder brother in colluding with the extraordinary palace and the third prince. .”
The housekeeper backed away: "Master Xiang is wise, this servant is going to call Lao Ba."
A moment later, a hidden guard wearing a mask came with the housekeeper, it was Chen Shi, the eighth child of the Nine Pythons. Entrusting the secret letter, Chen Ruoyin ordered that it must be delivered to Azhatai.
Chen Shi took the order and immediately set off for Saibei.
In the dark of the west porch, Rong Luoyun was leaning against the wall, staring fixedly at the door. He knew that he should stand still and snatch the secret letter when Chen Shi was on the road, but the old thief Chen Sheng was in the room, and he wished he could cut him into pieces!
With a creak, the housekeeper pushed open the door, and Chen Shi came out.
Chen Ruoyin also stood up, supported the table, and woke up the night wind. Suddenly, he said, "It's not hangover soup."
The housekeeper looked suspiciously: "Master Xiang, what did you say?"
Chen Ruoyin lowered her head and sniffed, the sour smell had dissipated, and what hit the sheep's hooves smell was... Heng Wuxiang. He stared suddenly, waved his sleeves and shouted, "Who is spying at night!"
In an instant, all the hidden guards appeared, and there were six of them including Lao Ba.
The power of the Nine Pythons Tuning Soul is no small matter, but if they escape at this time, the secret letter must be sent out in another way. With a sound of swipe, Rong Luoyun drew out his long sword, but just as he was fighting for his life, a black shadow circled and flew out.
He was stunned, who is that person
Body shape, skill, lightness kung fu of coming and going, it can be judged that he is definitely not the third child.
Rong Luoyun hid in the dark, and there were only a few pearls left in the string, so he secretly helped. Gradually, the man fled, causing the hidden guards to chase after him.
The rest of the guards rushed over when they heard the sound, and just stood still, the servants rushed to report: "Master Xiang! The stables and granaries are on fire!"
The butler said anxiously: "How could it catch fire, it must be a thief!"
The remaining two hidden guards led people to investigate, except for a group of guards, only Lao Ba was left beside Chen Ruoyin in this courtyard. Who is that black shadow, and who is the person who set the fire
Rong Luoyun didn't have time to think about it, he only knew that now was a rare opportunity to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
He flew out and landed in the courtyard.
Chen Ruoyin's purple robe swayed slightly: "Who is so daring to play tricks!"
Rong Luoyun wore white clothes and a mask of white impermanence, as if a moonlight suddenly appeared. Swinging the sword around, silver and white flashes cut through the surroundings, bricks and stones burst, and a circle of guards spattered three feet of blood.
He rushed to the front of the steps: "Prime Minister Chen, why did you harm me seventeen years ago?"
Chen Ruoyin was shocked: "Who are you?!"
Rong Luoyun whispered: "There are no good people in front of the evil mirror, the moon is bright, and the little reunion..."
... In heaven and on earth, who is worthy to save the wronged soul.