When Chen Leng and his friends left Fuyun Town and came to Xiangning City, they received a news that Lord Han Huanzhi did not wait for them, but left the city and returned to Chang'an early this morning, leaving the brigade of people to Chen Leng and drove the car himself. There was a beautiful girl with braids on the car, heading north.

Chen Leng thought for a while, only the legendary Da Ai Jin on the grassland, who had the beauty of a fairy, could make Han Huanzhi like this, so his face showed an old father-like smile.

Gu Le and Geng Shan led a team to escort a large number of prisoners and returned to Chang'an City with the cooperation of the soldiers of Yizi Camp. Chen Leng and others hired several large cars and returned to Beijing with the team.

There is a tea shop at the gate of Xiangning City, right by the roadside. If the pedestrians entering and leaving the city are thirsty, they drink such a big bowl. It is very cool and unspeakable.

Bai Xiaoluo and Yang Yao were also sitting in the tea shop, staring at the tea bowl in front of them in a daze.

"It's actually slower than the queen and slower than the emperor."

Bai Xiaoluo lowered his head: "I guessed from the queen's actions that she was going to attack the Bai family, so she came to Xiangning to remind Bai Guisheng and to win over all the Bai family's useables to me. It can be said that I saved his whole family. I can always get some help. But I didn't expect that the queen's movements were so fast, and I didn't expect that the emperor's movements were faster than the queen. The Bai family was gone, and for a moment..."

He looked at the tea bowl and smiled bitterly: "For a moment, I couldn't think of anything else to do. It would not be so easy to contact the families that have been suppressed by the emperor and the gangsters who have been forced by the Tingwei Mansion over the years."

Yang Yao also held Bai Xiaoluo's hand in his hand: "Otherwise, take advantage of this time to relax yourself? Didn't you say you were going to Xishu Road? Calculate the season, the climate over there is just right at this time. Let's take a look around and take a look?"

Bai Xiaoluo had not answered yet. A young man who looked very ordinary sat down opposite him, put the package on the table and picked up the teapot and poured a large bowl for himself, and tilted his neck and poured it in.

"You're late."

Su Leng glanced at Bai Xiaoluo: "It's behind people, so I don't even have any leftovers."

"I'm spending money to hire you, is it that you are ridiculing me?"

Bai Xiaoluo looked at Su Leng's eyes: "You should know that there are not many employers like me."

Su Leng shrugged: "I'm free, otherwise you can go with me. It just so happens that I don't want to move on to take on business during the New Year. I went back to accompany the old man. He was not happy when he gave him money, and just said that he wanted me to go back to celebrate the New Year."

Bai Xiaoluo was stunned for a moment: "Go back to celebrate the New Year with you? What's the point?"

Su Leng stood up: "Then you two can find a place to celebrate the New Year. It's the New Year. If you want to kill anyone, wait. I don't want to use a knife during the New Year, I just want to set off fireworks and firecrackers. It's not appropriate to hold a knife in your hand, and it's appropriate to make dumplings."

Yang Yao also looked at Bai Xiaoluo and waited for his answer.

“Okay.”

Bai Xiaoluo stood up and said, "Let's go with you, the remote land may be pure."

"Your words are really not likeable."

Su Leng: "In remote areas, the New Year is much more humane than in your wealthy courtyard."

He asked, "Are you writing well?"

Bai Xiaoluo arrogantly: "That's natural."

"That's right. Go back and write a few more Spring Festival couplets for me at home."

The three of them stood up and walked towards the south.

In the north convoy, the second Taoist Taoist looked at his master Qingguo with a sad face: "Master, my dear master, can you help me go to my uncle to ask for some medicine? If you drag it like this, your disciple may die young. You don't want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man, right? I'm told that your disciple was pulled to death, and our Taoist temple will be blind."

Taoist Qingguo sighed: "After all, you are young. After twenty years, you forgot who your master is..."

But looking at the disciple's exhaustion, Taoist Qingguo had no choice but to go to find Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen, who was chatting with Shen Shengsan and the old Taoist Qiushi in another carriage, saw Taoist Qingguo get in the car and knew why, so he took out a medicine bag from his arms and handed it to him: "Just pour it in."

"Come in?"

Taoist Qingguo didn't think too much, so he came back with the medicine and handed it to the second Taoist: "Your master said you can just pour it in."

"Refill?"

Thinking of the time he had a fever when he was a child, he was so in pain, but at that time, he was young and had less shame. Now he is 27 or 28 years old, and he still has to be drunk? It’s so embarrassing, it’s so shameless to think about it.

"Don't have to be poured in?"

"That's what your master said."

Taoist Qingguo got off the car: "You can find a way for yourself."

"How do I get it myself!"

"Do you want me to give you something? You're just a fool, am I shameless?"

Taoist Qingguo snorted: "You will bear the sin you have done."

At noon, the convoy stopped. The second Taoist came down with the carriage. When he walked, he seemed to have a pillow clamped, which was so awkward.

Chen Leng happened to come back from fetching water, and he couldn't bear it when he saw the second Taoist like that: "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

"eat?"

The second Taoist was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have understood something wrong.

"General Chen, I have something I'm a little confused about. I want to ask you... Generally speaking, how do you understand the medicine?"

He asked Chen Leng.

Chen Leng thought for a while: "Does this require a very complicated understanding? Isn't it just like pouring it into your mouth and swallowing it?"

The second generation Taoist: "What if it is not poured into the mouth? Will there be any side effects?"

Chen Leng was stunned for a long time, then sighed: "Are all the people who come out of the Taoist temple so complicated?"

Chang'an City.

The old dean watched the eunuchs and palace maids in Weiyang Palace busy cleaning, and hung beautiful red lanterns one by one. The originally solemn Weiyang Palace looked much softer and more beautiful because of these red lanterns.

The palace walls are red lights, and it seems that there is a bit of human spirit.

The emperor rubbed his temples and was worried that the matter in Xiangning City had not been good. He had slept very little. Fortunately, news came back early this morning, saying that the matter in Xiangning City had been done, and the arrest was taken and the death was dead. The emperor's heart was calmer. He was not worried about Han Huanzhi's bad things, but was worried about the safety of Chen Leng and the others.

"Your Majesty is leaving the palace today."

The old dean looked at the emperor's face: "It's better to bring more people."

“No need.”

The emperor asked Dai Fangzhou to get casual clothes. He washed his face and the drowsiness in his head was relieved a little.

"Should I take her into the palace?"

The emperor suddenly asked.

The old dean was shocked: "It seems something is inappropriate."

"I have been thinking about one thing. I have never had anything to do with Hongxiu, so what am I afraid of? At that time, I once chatted with Shen Xiaosong in Yunxiao City. I said that the only thing I am proud of in my life is that I have never let anyone down. At that time, I had limited ability, but I could live up to others. Later, when I arrived in Chang'an City, I failed some people, including Hongxiu."

The old dean was silent for a while: "She may not be willing to enter the palace."

"But I haven't asked."

The emperor changed his clothes: "I haven't asked, it's my fault."

He walked out of the Donghun Pavilion. Wei Lan, the commander of the Great Inner Guard, had already stood outside with several guards waiting. They all changed into casual clothes and hid their weapons. The emperor looked back at the old dean: "Just be in the Donghun Pavilion. I won't come back too late. There are still some things to discuss with the sir. If you go back, you will find you. If something happens on the way, you will cheat me again."

The old dean laughed: "Then I went to the chair and got a cat."

The emperor left Weiyang Palace and got on the carriage from the back door. After bypassing Weiyang Palace, the carriage passed through the streets and alleys. Finally, he stopped at the door of Hongxiuzhao. Every year today, Hongxiuzhao will be closed. Hongxiuzhao is the largest brothel in Chang'an City and the most special brothel. There is no woman selling herself in this building. Those who come here feel elegant. They drink high-quality tea and high-quality wine, listen to music and dance, or talk about chess with Hongxiuzhao's girls, or talk about chess with the piano and zither, or hold a pen and paint. In fact, it is much more than the money spent in other brothels.

However, there are still many guests.

Every year when the doors are closed, people will be curious.

Yun Hongxiu was wearing a red dress and stood in the hall waiting, smiling like a flower, only seeing her once a year, which was extremely precious for her.

She doesn't feel bitter, but she feels happy. When today I come to celebrate her birthday every year, it seems like a very proud thing to think about it, so she has always been satisfied.

Opposite Hongxiuzhao is a teahouse, and the business of the teahouse is also good. Those people from Bohai Kingdom are on the second floor of the teahouse. A middle-aged man named Park Sung-wan held the window and watched the carriage on the street outside stop, holding his hands tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were exposed.

He looked back at the package on the table. There was a delicately crafted wooden bow inside, which could be spliced ​​together. His eyes passed by, and his subordinates had already quickly connected the wooden bow, hung the bowstrings, and took out the arrows hidden in the boots. The arrows were also exquisitely made, and the three spliced ​​together to form a complete iron feather arrow.

With his shooting skills and at this distance, as long as the emperor gets off the car, he will be able to shoot him to death with one arrow.

At this moment, the door of the private room was knocked from outside. Park Sung-man's face changed and he waved his hand. His subordinate immediately went to the door and asked, "Who?"

A white light flashed, as if something was drilling into the door crack from outside. The door crack was so small, what could it be drilled into?

It was just a flash, and nothing came in.

Thin blade cut open the door bolt, and the door was pushed open from outside. Several young women with gauze scarves came in from outside. No one spoke, but it seemed that they brought the cold winter into the warm room.

Grand Secretary's Office.

Mu Zhaotong seemed to be so old that she could leave this world at any time, so he was unwilling to accept it.

I walked out of the study room, stood there with the door frame, raised my head, and found that it was scattered and snowing again. This year, the winter snow in Chang'an City seemed to be a little more snow, and it was heavier, which could always cover up something.

Looking at the yard at the door, my eyes were dazed, as if I saw myself who was more than 20 years ago, building a snowman with Mu Xiaofeng when I was a child.

The child ran out and slipped and fell to the ground. Mu Zhaotong's face changed drastically. He rushed over and tried to help the child up. Mu Xiaofeng, who looked like a child, got up by himself and looked back at his father, and said with a smile: "Father, why haven't you come to me yet? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Zhaotong was stunned for a moment, and a snowflake seemed to float in her eyes. She rubbed her eyes. The yard was empty, and there was no one else besides him.

Father.

Why haven't you come to me yet?
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