A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, Zhao Yue drew his sword out of its sheath, and took the opponent's move alive. Between lightning and flint, the sound of weapons colliding was a bit harsh. Although the attacker was covered, he could roughly see some traces of wind and frost in the corners of his eyes, and he looked about forty or fifty years old.
Without much time to think, the opponent followed up and attacked again, all the moves were deadly hands, clearly coming to kill. Since this place is a desolate house and it is near evening, the surrounding area is very empty. After dozens of moves, the opponent seemed to realize that he could not gain any advantage, so he dropped a few smoke bombs, turned around and jumped out of the fence.
The pungent smoke shot up into the sky, and after it dissipated, the other party had disappeared without a trace. Zhao Yue kicked open the wooden door, and saw that the house was covered with dust. It was obviously an abandoned house that had not been used for many years.
Previously, he originally wanted to visit several brothels and karaoke houses in order to search for more clues about the mysterious man. When he turned the corner of the street, he happened to see a suspicious-looking man, so he secretly followed him all the way here, but he did not expect to encounter Sneak attack.
The other party obviously planned to lure him here, Zhao Yue shook his head, he was still too careless.
"Did you really not see Master Zhao?" On the bustling streets of Wangcheng, the hidden guards were still asking passers-by one by one, with a very anxious expression on their faces.
As a result, the people became anxious and asked what happened.
The dark guard said solemnly: "The heavenly secret must not be leaked."
It also has something to do with Tianji... The people were even more surprised when they heard the words, could it be that the Jade Emperor wanted to call Shen Gongzi to the heaven again, and cruelly break up the lovers he and Qin Gongzhu
Not really, it has nothing to do with my young master, but it is not much different. This time, the emperor wants to separate Mr. Zhao Dadang and Mr. Wen. Zhao Yue came over from a distance.
It finally appeared, the dark guard burst into tears and rushed forward.
"What happened?" Zhao Yue frowned slightly.
The dark guard lowered his voice: "The emperor went to the brocade workshop—"
Then the next moment, Zhao Yue jumped onto the wall, and disappeared from everyone's sight like stepping on the wind.
The dark guard was dissatisfied and wanted to protest, we haven't finished the whole thing, and many touching sentences are still brewing, why did we leave!
The common people suddenly realized that this time the Emperor of Heaven didn't want to call Mr. Shen, but Mr. Wen—it really was a good mandarin duck.
When leaving the palace, Chu Yuan specially asked the imperial chef to stew the herbal porridge to nourish the stomach. It was light and light with minced fish on top, and it looked delicious. Eunuch Sixi told the kitchen to heat it up and brought it in, and Chu Yuan took it own hands.
Wen Liunian was at war with heaven and man in his heart, seeing this posture, he should get up and thank En to take the bowl, but if he really got up, wouldn't he have to be shirtless and wear trousers? !
"Ai Qing?" Seeing him lying still, Chu Yuan was also a little puzzled.
Wen Liunian said: "Can I eat it later?"
"If you reheat it a few times, the effect of the medicine will be gone." Chu Yuan shook his head, "Just now I was still saying I was hungry."
Wen Liunian said sincerely: "Now I suddenly don't feel hungry anymore."
Mu Qingshan was trembling with fear, if he disobeyed the emperor so much, would something happen...
Chu Yuan didn't say much, and handed the bowl to Sixi: "Forget it, after returning to the palace, I'll send Zhang Fangzi out, and let the cook here follow suit."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wen Liunian finally breathed a sigh of relief, the emperor's kindness is too great, so it may not be a good thing.
"Why isn't Master Zhao here?" Chu Yuan asked again, "Ai Qing is still sick, shouldn't he stay by the bed."
"It's just a minor illness." Wen Liunian scratched his belly, thinking whether he should pretend to be weak, so that he could quickly fall asleep and let the emperor return to the palace.
But before he could think it through, footsteps could be heard outside.
"It's the head of the family who has returned." Mu Qingshan stepped forward and opened the door.
Zhao Yue stepped in, and glanced at the food boxes and porridge bowls on the table—before he came to Wangcheng, he would never have thought that, as the king of a country, he could have such a hobby. Hey in the palace, how can you still come home with food
Chu Yuan looked him up and down.
Wen Liunian coughed crazily—in fact, besides coughing, he didn't know what to do.
Zhao Yue helped the man up, and when he scooped up his bare back with his palm, he froze immediately, and took advantage of the situation to pull the quilt to wrap him tightly.
Mu Qingshan hurriedly poured a glass of water and brought it over.
Wen Liunian finished drinking the water in a terminally ill posture.
"This is Master Zhao?" Chu Yuan didn't speak with interest until Wen Liunian stopped coughing.
"Yes." Wen Liunian leaned against Zhao Yue's arms, holding him and refused to let go, and said weakly, "Hurry up and salute the emperor."
"No need." Chu Yuan stopped, "Since Ai Qing wants to be with her for the rest of her life, then there's no need to see outsiders."
Wen Liunian tightened his arms, almost hanging on Zhao Yue's body, and pinched his back along the way.
Zhao Yue said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"It's really heroic and extraordinary, and Wen Aiqing can be called a couple." Chu Yuan did not hesitate to praise.
Wen Liunian said cheekily: "This minister thinks the same way."
"Since Master Zhao is back and Ai Qing is sick again, I will go back first." Chu Yuan did not forget to tell him when he left the house, "Remember to eat the porridge."
Zhao Yue's expression froze.
When Chu Yuan went out, Mu Qingshan also took the porridge to the kitchen to warm it up, and Wen Liunian just broke free from the quilt - being wrapped in the quilt during the dog days, it is really hot!
Zhao Yue's face became more and more ugly.
Wen Liunian shrank back: "I didn't know that the emperor was coming."
How the emperor got here can be ignored for the time being, but Zhao Yue really has a headache that he starts to take off his clothes when the weather is hot, he looks like a nerd, he is clearly a little ruffian.
Of course, if we can go back to Wen’s old house now and have a chat with the gatekeeper, Mr. Zhao will find out that this problem was purely taught by Zhou Dingtian—although Wen Liunian didn’t like martial arts training when he was young, he often It is better to watch the martial arts training ground, and it is better in winter. In summer, I often sweat all over my body after being exposed to the sun. After the end, Zhou Dingtian took his hand and went back to change clothes. Zhou Mubai and his brothers took off their shirts as they entered the courtyard, so that they could take a bath as soon as possible. Seeing that the three-year-old idiot had already stripped off his whole body, he was holding his little clothes and trousers, and was running around with his bare buttocks behind him.
Zhou Dingtian laughed out loud, he really deserves to be my son, he does things so informally, following your nerdy father all day long, shaking his head and shaking his head.
So when Wen Rumo and his wife came back from their hometown, and thanked him a lot for taking his son back from the Peacock Gate, he suffered from this problem for three whole months, and it didn't get better until the weather got colder.
"Is your brother reliable?" At this moment, thousands of miles away, Mrs. Wen was also complaining, "Why did you go to Cangwu City for so long and didn't bring Xiaoliuzi back? I can’t tell exactly what’s going on.” Just saying that everything is fine, isn’t that nonsense, if it’s uneasy, it’s okay.
"Aren't they all transferred to Wangcheng?" Wen Rumo comforted gently, "There will be no bandits under the emperor's feet, so what are you afraid of?"
"How can I not be afraid, I haven't seen my son for a long time." Mrs. Wen suddenly thought, "Why don't we go to Wangcheng too?"
"Going to Wangcheng now?" Wen Rumo was startled.
"It's fine if you don't go, I have to go." Mrs. Wen has always said that wind and rain have the temperament, "I'll go to Zhang San to prepare the carriage, and I have to see my son first if there are big things."
Wen Rumo dissatisfied: "You are a woman, how can you go out alone?"
Mrs. Wen raised her brows upside down: "Could it be that you don't want a son?"
Wen Rumo said distressedly: "Of course I think about it, but there are still many things about the business at home, and the land rent has not been collected—" Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Wen had already left the door, calling the servants to prepare the money, money, Go to Wangcheng.
Wen Rumo had a headache.
And in the vast East Sea, a middle-aged man was sitting in the hall, holding a portrait in his hand.
It was a portrait of Zhao Yue drawn by Wen Liunian himself, shining golden and very handsome.
"That's him?" After a long time, the middle-aged man spoke slowly.
"There shouldn't be anything wrong." The subordinate said, "Wang Ke was ordered to kill Baihe back then, but for some reason he changed his mind and took her to escape from the royal city all the way south, under the pseudonym Zhao Manjiang. During a turmoil in the family village. Zhao Yue is his only son, but Wang Ke has never seen a wife in these years, and Zhao Yue's age also matches the day when Bai He was pregnant."
"Where's Bai He?" The middle-aged man asked again.
"I became seriously ill shortly after giving birth, and died in Licheng before arriving in Yunnan," the subordinate replied.
The middle-aged man closed his eyes and opened them again after a long time: "Continue talking."
"Zhao Yue met a court official when he was in Cangwu City. The two have a very close personal relationship. At this time, they should go to Wangcheng together. It is reported that Qingqiu also took people away from Baiwu Island a few months ago." The subordinate said, " Whereabouts unknown."
The middle-aged man nodded: "It's hard work."
"Are you going to take action next?" the subordinate asked cautiously.
The middle-aged man turned his fingers, as if thinking about something.
"Qingqiu hasn't been out of the island for many years, so he sneaked into Chu country suddenly, probably not because of a small matter." Seeing that he didn't speak, the subordinate said again, "The other party has been ruthless all these years, I'm afraid this time he will make a thorough move. "
The sound of the waves outside the window, looking at the endless blue and blue waves, and looking farther away, it is a misty white mist.
However, Yun Duanhun knew that beyond the white mist, there would be thousands of miles of fertile soil and boundless territory on the other side, full of prosperity and full of traps.
"Sir?" the subordinate called tentatively.
"Okay." After a long time, Yun Duanhun finally nodded, "Order, go sailing to sea in three days!"
Of course, no matter how smart Mr. Wen is, he is unlikely to know the foretelling, so he is stretching out his hand at this time, obediently letting Zhao Yue put on his clothes.
"My lord." Mu Qingshan panicked and ran in.
"What's wrong?" Wen Liunian was taken aback, it was rare to see Master so anxious.
"I accidentally knocked over that bowl of porridge." Mu Qingshan's face turned pale, "What should I do?"
"Take it as if something happened." Wen Liunian said, "It's just a bowl of porridge, master don't take it to heart."
"Really?" Mu Qingshan was still very worried, it was brought by the emperor himself, and before he left, he told the adults to eat it.
"Really." Wen Liunian, "If the emperor asks, just say I ate it."
Only then did Mu Qingshan heave a sigh of relief, and turned around to clean up the mess, and felt that if these things happened again, it would be better for him to stay away from it in the future—a bowl of porridge and a bowl of noodles is okay, but if it was replaced by the imperial gift glazed jade, it would be returned after falling have to.
"It's just right to fall." Zhao Yue didn't take it seriously, and said, "Don't eat indiscriminately in the future."
"I haven't eaten yet, let alone a bowl of porridge." Wen Liunian said, "You let me eat porridge too."
Zhao Yue frowned slightly.
Wen Liunian quickly said: "Okay, don't eat."
"The reason why the emperor came here to deliver porridge?" Zhao Yue asked, there was some imperceptible... jealousy in his voice.
Wen Liunian understood the point very well: "No, I probably want to go out of the palace to relax."
Zhao Yue regretted that he bought the house near the imperial palace. If he had known this, he might as well have pulled it further away. At least he didn't have to come here every now and then with a food box like visiting relatives.
"Where did you go just now? Why are you covered in ashes?" Wen Liunian patted his sleeve.
Zhao Yue told the story of the attack just now.
Wen Liunian opened his eyes wide: "Ambush?"
"The other party didn't take advantage of it." Zhao Yue said, "Don't worry."
"It's such a big deal, why didn't you tell me earlier." Wen Liunian got up from the bed in a hurry.
"Lie down well." Zhao Yue pressed him down, "The other party has run away, so you might have to go door to door to find him."
"Looking in his forties, he is probably the mysterious man who rented a brothel to listen to music." Wen Liunian said, "I just said, he must not be the King of Ming Dynasty."
"I also think it's him." Zhao Yue said, "Deliberately luring me to a remote place, and then killing me when I come here, is somewhat similar to the style of Mujiazhuang."
"Could it be Qing Qiu?" A light flashed in Wen Liunian's head, "He is the backer behind Mu Jiazhuang, and what Mu Wanlei and Mu Wanxiong did were all ordered by him. Pretty much the same."
Zhao Yue's men paused, he had never thought about this possibility before.
"It's probably true." Wen Liunian grabbed his trousers and put them on, "Let's discuss it now and set up a net to catch him!"
"You're still sick." Zhao Yue suppressed him.
"It's been done a long time ago." Wen Liunian insisted on standing up, and then he felt dizzy and his knees felt weak.
Slightly dizzy after sleeping for too long.
Zhao Yue reached out to catch him.
Until being stuffed back into the bed, Wen Liunian still said, "It must be because I didn't eat enough today."
What can a small bowl of white porridge do? Roasted chicken is more reliable.
I don't know if I can eat it tomorrow.
When he was sick and bedridden, Wen Liunian would miss his time in Yunlan City very much—although Huatang is not the number one genius doctor in the world like Ye Jin, there are also many pills for headaches and brain fever. It's even very sweet and sour. After eating and sleeping, you will feel refreshed when you wake up, instead of being fed bitter medicine and eating white porridge and vermicelli as it is now.
Staring at the complicated patterns on the top of the bed, he couldn't stop thinking about King Daming. Even if he forced himself to close his eyes, he still couldn't sleep for a moment, but he tossed himself a little frizzy.
So when Zhao Yue entered the door, he saw a quilt roll that was constantly twisting.
…
Wen Liunian blinked at him.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Yue sat by the bed.
"My heart is frizzy." Wen Liunian replied honestly.
Zhao Yue was helpless: "I told you to take a good rest."
Wen Liunian turned over and lay on the bed, burying his head in the quilt.
I can't control this kind of thing.
Zhao Yue hugged him from behind, gently reached into his chest with his left hand, and massaged the soft chest.
Although the irritability in my heart was due to something on my mind, rubbing it outside should be useless, but it was very comfortable, so Mr. Wen didn't refuse, but shrank into his arms instead.
Zhao Yue bowed his head and kissed his hair, and with the other hand, he pulled off the belt and threw the inner coat on the ground.
Wen Liunian was slightly taken aback, what is this going to do
Zhao Yue swept off the bed curtains, rubbed him into his arms, and kissed him like a prairie fire. Instead of tossing and turning all the time, it would be better to sleep well after being tired.
"...it's not dark yet." After a long time, Wen Liunian finally held back his words.
"So?" Zhao Yuexu pressed on him.
Wen Liunian scratched his face, and felt that it was okay, because even if he didn't do anything, he couldn't get out of bed, so he might as well pass the time.
So Mu Qingshan who passed by the window was shocked.
What happened just now
Wen Liunian lay on the bed biting the corner of the quilt, slightly tilted his head back, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were misty.
The bed shook quite a bit, Mu Qingshan blushed and hurried out of the courtyard.
It's noon, shouldn't it be time to eat and read a book, why did it start to be so... intense? And adults are still sick.
"What did you steal?" Shang Yunze caught him.
"Ah?" Mu Qingshan looked up.
Shang Yunze smiled and squeezed him, "I didn't even notice when I bumped into my arms, I was in such a hurry and panicked, I thought you stole some rare treasure from the palace."
"No." Mu Qingshan covered his hot cheeks, "It's the adults and the masters."
"What's the matter with your lord and the head of the family?" Shang Yunze was carrying a pack of plain Sophora japonica cakes in his hand, "I was just going to visit my lord."
Mu Qingshan blushed again, then whispered a few words in his ear.
"Really?" Shang Yunze stroked his chin.
"Well, you better not go." Mu Qingshan took his hand and walked out, "Don't bother me."
"Indeed." Shang Yunze nodded, "Then where are we going now?"
"Go back to the bedroom." Mu Qingshan replied casually.
Shang Yunze joked: "Do you want to learn from adults?"
Mu Qingshan paused: "Then go to the street."
"Just kidding, it's time to take a nap." Shang Yunze said, "Eat more and sleep more to gain weight."
"Don't sleep, go to the street." Mu Qingshan grabbed his sleeve.
Shang Yunze said: "It was just agreed yesterday that we should eat and take a nap on time."
Mu Qingshan thought about it carefully.
But before he could figure out the result, Shang Yunze had already compromised: "Okay, let's go to the street."
Such things as Fu Gang really only exist in short stories.
There are many people in Wangcheng, and it happens to be a fair today, so even if the sun is shining, there are still many people on the street. Mu Qingshan bought candied hawthorn and ate it while walking, and felt a little sour afterwards, so he wanted to drink a cup of tea to relax, but there was no place in the teahouse.
"It's Lord Shang." Xiaoer happened to recognize Shang Yunze, so he asked him to wait for a while, and added a table by the railing.
"Business is so good?" Shang Yunze asked casually.
"It's just for a few days." Xiao Er diligently cleaned the table, "My teahouse is in a good place, and I can see the open space in front of me."
"What is there to see in the open space?" Mu Qingshan was puzzled.
"Young Master, I don't know. A strange person came to Wangcheng recently, and he would dance snakes in that open space every day." Xiaoer said, "It's no different from the ordinary cauliflower snake and bamboo snake. It's more powerful."
"Five-step snake?" Shang Yunze asked.
Xiao Er shook his head: "It's a giant python."
"Giant python?" Mu Qingshan frowned slightly, "Such a show in the busy market, if it gets out of control, will it hurt the people?"
"No, that strange man locked himself in a cage with the boa constrictor." Xiao Er said, "It will start right away, and you will know it immediately."
While the three of them were talking, there was already a piercing sound from the flute below, and Mu Qingshan felt his teeth ache. The people on the street were obviously very interested, and immediately surrounded them, and soon surrounded the snake dancer in the middle.
Shang Yunze took a glance, and saw that the other party was three or four men, dressed in strange clothes, and he couldn't tell where they came from. If it is a huge python, it is not unheard of in the royal city before, but most of them only have three kinds of gray, green and yellow. Occasionally, a white python will be said to be the White Lady, but I have never seen such a red python. There are some gray-black scales on the head, which are hissing and spitting letters in the iron cage.
Looking at that greasy body, Mu Qingshan felt a little nauseous.
Shang Yunze called him into his arms: "Don't look."
Mu Qingshan held the teacup, and said to himself that I didn't intend to continue watching.
However, Lord Shang seemed to be very interested, and kept staring at the movement below.
After the sound of the flute, the juggling officially began. A thin man stood on the stage clapping his hands, his accent was a little stiff.
"If you are timid, young master, don't read it." Xiao Er Duan brought some snacks, and then warned, "I will swallow the whole person later."
Mu Qingshan shivered.
The people below had already calmed down. The thin man got into the cage, and the two helpers beside him shook out a roll of black soft cloth and wrapped him tightly from head to toe. From the outside, it looked like a standing roll of cloth.
Mu Qingshan asked in a low voice: "Are you really going to swallow it all?"
"Looking at it now, it seems to be true." Shang Yunze covered his eyes.
The giant red python opened its mouth wide, starting from the head, actually swallowed the skinny man whole, leaving only his feet standing outside.
Some timid dolls were frightened and cried, and adults also felt a little nervous. Two helpers circled the gong to collect the money, and then slowly dragged the thin man out. After unrolling the black cloth roll, he really is safe and sound.
There was thunderous applause all around, Mu Qingshan pulled Shang Yunze's hand from his eyes, and glanced curiously.
"It's over." Shang Yunze tapped his nose.
"Won't you be bitten?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"There should be some mystery in that roll of black cloth." Shang Yunze poured him a cup of tea.
"Gold silk soft armor?" Mu Qingshan guessed.
Shang Yunze was a little surprised: "You still know this?"
"Naturally, storytellers will say that." Mu Qingshan said, "Heroes will have golden silk soft armor, peerless famous swords, and they will like to eat two catties of sauced beef and a pot of red daughter."
Shang Yunze laughed out loud: "Just listen to those hype talkers, but I never drink Nurhong."
Mu Qingshan was still lying on the railing looking down.
"Want to follow?" Shang Yunze asked.
"Following the past?" Mu Qingshan was puzzled, "Do you think there is something wrong with this group of people?"
"Not really, but I'm somewhat interested in that piece of cloth." Shang Yunze said.
The inside of the giant python is extremely smelly, and its teeth are corroded by acidic fluid. Even if it is swallowed whole for a while, ordinary people would guess that it would be choking, but looking at the thin man just now, it seems that there is no discomfort at all. effect.
If it can be used to make soft armor, it should not be inferior to silkworm silk.