Because Master Mingguang's sudden announcement, although it cleared up some doubts, it also made both Xie Yan and Luo Junyao feel heavy.
No matter who it is, they will not be happy if they are told that there will be a bloody storm. Even if this person can be considered to be on their side, even if they are originally prepared to take action.
Just after lunch, someone came to the palace to tell them that the Queen Mother invited the prince and princess to come to the palace.
After dismissing the messenger, Luo Junyao and Xie Yan looked at each other.
Nowadays, the Empress Dowager can hardly take care of anything anymore. Unless something big happens in the palace, the Empress Dowager will not recruit two people into the palace at the same time. And the chamberlain who heard the news said that nothing happened in the palace.
Even Queen Mother Zhu temporarily calmed down because of the previous blow.
Thinking of Master Mingguang who had just left in the morning, Luo Junyao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
When the two of them entered the Queen Mother's bedroom, the Queen Mother was still awake and seemed to be in good spirits. However, no matter how energetic she was, she could not hide her increasingly skinny appearance.
When she met Princess Changling outside the palace just now, Princess Changling's eyes were reddish and her expression could not hide her exhaustion.
Taking care of patients is never an easy task, even if the Empress Dowager does not need Princess Changling to do many things herself. But just watching her most respected and beloved mother suffer such torture is very difficult for a child.
It's already a huge psychological pressure.
"Zhifei, shake...you are here."
The Empress Dowager waved with some difficulty and motioned for the two of them to come and sit down.
Luo Junyao walked to the bed and sat down, while Xie Yan sat in the chair brought by the chamberlain.
The Queen Mother glanced at Eunuch Huang, who nodded and retreated with the maids.
There were only three people left in the gorgeous bedroom and it seemed a little quiet. The only sound in the air was the uneven breathing of the Empress Dowager.
There is always some smell in a house where patients live for a long time. Even if it is a bedroom that is carefully taken care of every day, the smell is not very good.
But no one cared about this at this time.
"Auntie Huang." Xie Yan said softly.
The Empress Dowager smiled with some difficulty at the two of them and said, "Your uncle... went to find you?"
Xie Yan was not surprised and nodded: "Yes."
The Empress Dowager sighed, and rested for a while before she had the strength to continue, "Your uncle said before he was alive... that he would cause trouble sooner or later. If he was not allowed to let this out... I'm afraid he would never be able to live with it for the rest of his life.
It's just... there are some things that your uncle can't do anything about. When your uncle got the news, he sent Prince Ancheng to Lingzhou to stop the Bai family. But he didn't want to... The Bai family was just a cover, and the Yao family was still... or should I say, staring.
It was not only the Bai family who was chasing the Yao family, but the Bai family was stopped by King An Cheng, but on the contrary... it was a step too late and nothing was gained."
Xie Yan looked at the Empress Dowager, "Auntie, how many people are still alive today who were involved in this matter and whom my uncle wanted to protect?"
The Empress Dowager sighed: "There is only one person left. The hatred of genocide is overwhelming. However, your uncle cannot hand people over to him. Although your uncle did not do that, the Xie family did benefit. Then
When people divided the Yao family's things back then, it was...not for themselves."
There was silence in the dormitory for a long time. After a long time, Xie Yan finally asked softly: "Aren't you willing to kill people and steal everything for your own sake?"
The Empress Dowager smiled wryly and shook her head: "This question...whether it's me, your uncle, or the man himself, has asked me countless times, but I'm afraid no one has the answer. Those things back then...who can tell clearly?
Your uncle told me before he died... He had killed countless people in his life and never had any regrets. Only the Yao family... He had never killed anyone in the Yao family, but the ones he felt most ashamed of were the Yao family. He suppressed Yao Zhong for so many years,
He has protected them for half their lives, but what happens after death...he can't control."
"Auntie Huang, what are your instructions when you summon Zhifei?" Xie Yan said.
The Empress Dowager asked: "Zhi Fei, can killing one person relieve Yao Lang's hatred of destroying his family and his clan?"
Xie Yan did not answer, and Luo Junyao also remained silent.
All of them understand that they can't.
From Bai Jingrong who is far away from the Qi tribe, to Luan Yisi and Mingyin Pavilion who are hiding in the dark, there are many more people whose identities are not yet known but who are all involved. There is also Master Mingguang's faint words "I'm going to die" earlier.
"Many people", he clearly wanted everyone involved in this matter to be buried with the Yao family.
Years of Buddhist training did not resolve the hatred in Master Mingguang's heart.
Back then, Emperor Gaozu suppressed Master Mingguang's revenge, perhaps not just to save the one or two people he couldn't give up.
Coming out of the Empress Dowager's Palace, Luo Junyao couldn't help but shiver at the cold wind that hit him.
Xie Yan turned sideways and tied the cloak for her carefully.
Luo Junyao raised his head and looked at him, but after all, he still didn't speak.
Maybe the Empress Dowager didn't know what to say by asking them to come into the palace, and let Xie Yan continue to suppress Master Mingguang? This is obviously impossible. Xie Yan is the grandson of the Yao family and the nephew of Master Mingguang. The Yao family was exterminated.
The feud, as long as there is still one Yao family member alive, it will be settled sooner or later.
In the end, Xie Yan just said "Don't worry" to the Empress Dowager. As for what to worry about and how to worry about it, no one knew.
In the west of the city, not far from Mingyin Pavilion, there is a small building called Fengya Building.
There is a bookstore at the bottom of this small building, but what they sell is not ancient classics. Most of them are story books, picture books, and even things like erotic palaces and fire protection. In short, it is definitely not a place where women and children from good families should set foot.
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Anyone who goes in and takes a quick look can't help but twitch at the plaque on Fengya Building above their head when they step out of the bookstore.
Sitting in front of the window on the third floor of Fengya Building, you can just see the side of the main building of Mingyin Pavilion.
It was already afternoon, and there were very few pedestrians on the street in front of Mingyin Pavilion. Like all places nearby, people here obviously prefer a life schedule that reverses morning and dusk.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The door of Mingyin Pavilion is closed tightly, and the huge thing in the sun does not have the splendor and grandeur of the night. There are several guards in shorts standing at the gate, and there is no trace of the night here.
The splendor and prosperity come.
Master Mingguang...or should be called Yao Zhong, was sitting leisurely in front of the window looking at the gate of Mingyin Pavilion in the distance.
He was holding a wine flask in his hand, and the faint aroma of wine filled the room.
With this appearance, it is really difficult for people to connect him with the majestic and enlightened monk of Huguo Zen Temple.
Suddenly there was a soft sound behind him, Yao Zhong did not turn around and just asked lightly: "Did you bring the things?"
Standing behind him was a burly and capable man, it was Wang Fan who had been struggling all night last night. Wang Fan had a lot of scars on his body, and the strong smell of blood and the smell of wine intertwined, making Yao Zhong feel disgusted.
He frowned.
Wang Fan stared at Yao Zhong's back with a stern expression. After a long while, he reached out and took out a piece of colorful glass from his arms. It was obviously stained with a lot of blood, but he just wiped it casually, and the blood on it disappeared without a trace.
The colorful glass is still brilliant in color, smooth and clean.
Wang Fan looked at the man who turned around. The man's appearance was more handsome than he imagined, but he seemed to be older than he thought. Although the wrinkles at the end of his eyes did not affect his demeanor at all, Wang Fan already knew this
He was not the thirty-year-old man he originally thought he was.
"Who are you?!" Wang Fan asked coldly.
Yao Zhong did not answer his question, but simply stretched out his hand calmly, "Bring it here." Wang Fan tightened his hand holding the colorful glass and avoided his outstretched hand.
Yao Zhong was not surprised, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You want to break the contract?"
Wang Fan stared at him and said: "This thing is worth one million taels, maybe more than that." As we all know, if more than one person is willing to pay one million taels to buy something, and more people are willing to fight for it, then it is really worth a million taels.
The value is much higher than one million taels.
Yao Zhong chuckled and said: "I decide how much it is worth. If I say it is worth one million taels, it is worth it. If I say it is not worth it, it is worthless."
There was doubt in Wang Fan's eyes. Obviously, he didn't think that this person who was unwilling to pay even one million would be so capable.
Yao Zhong stood up and strolled towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan stared at him with some vigilance. The man in front of him was obviously a scholar who didn't know any martial arts, but he gave him an inexplicable feeling of danger. He had never felt this feeling even with Qu Fang last night.
If there was someone who had given him a dangerous feeling, it was probably Xie Yan a few years ago.
But unlike Xie Yan, Xie Yan gave him the feeling of a peerless sword that could pierce the heart with one sword, seal the throat with one sword, and be unstoppable. But the person in front of him felt like
Something intangible that cannot be grasped and cannot be seen, but is inexplicably dangerous.
"Bring it here." Yao Zhong walked to Wang Fan and stretched out his hand again.
Wang Fan still didn't move. Yao Zhong snorted softly and said: "Wang Fan, if I can find you, I can naturally let you go back to the prison. By the way, based on your crime, you should not just be imprisoned in the prison this time."
Isn’t it that simple to be imprisoned?”
A flash of anger flashed in Wang Fan's eyes, but he didn't break out. He stuffed the things heavily into Yao Zhong's hands and said with a hint of warning: "Don't forget your promise."
Yao Zhong turned around and picked up a box from the table next to him and threw it over.
Wang Fan took it in his hand and opened it. There was a thick stack of banknotes in the box, "You can leave Shangyong after you take this money. I also suggest you leave Shangyong as soon as possible. Otherwise, it won't matter if it falls into the hands of the Regent's Palace."
It’s my business.”
Wang Fan snorted softly and said, "Don't bother!" He took out the banknote and stuffed it into his arms, threw away the box containing the banknote, turned around and walked out.
Yao Zhong shook his head, "Don't listen to good people."
When the sound of footsteps going downstairs disappeared, Yao Zhong walked to the window on the other side and saw Wang Fan's back leaving the back door of Fengya Building, then he lowered his head and played with the colorful glass in his hand.
"Sir." The store owner, who was wearing a commoner suit and looked to be over sixty years old, slowly walked up to Yao Zhong and bowed his hands respectfully.
Yao Dian nodded, casually threw the colorful glass to him and said: "Let someone send it to the Regent's Palace."
The shopkeeper took it in his hand and said with some surprise: "Young master made a special trip to ask someone to bring it back, why don't you keep it yourself?"
Yao Zhong smiled, "What's the use of this thing that I've had in my hands for so many years? It's just a worthless piece of colored glass."
Taking half of the glass back then was actually a whim. If Yu Chen's rebellion hadn't aroused his interest later, he would have forgotten where he threw the thing.
It wasn't until he found some clues about Mingyin Pavilion and Luanyi Division in the past two years that he dug this thing out from a pair of debris.
"That Wang Fan may not be obedient and leave Shangyong. If he is caught, we may be in trouble." The shopkeeper whispered.
Yao Zhong said: "Of course he will not leave Shangyong just like that. The limit for someone like him was frustrated at the hands of Zhifei and forced to remain anonymous for so many years. Even if he is afraid of Zhifei, after going through Mingyin Pavilion and last night's
Things won't leave easily. Maybe they will come back and bring people to trouble me."
The shopkeeper said with some disdain: "How can there be any trust in these reckless bandits? Sir, would you like to take a break for a while?"
Yao Zhong said calmly: "If you don't want to avoid it, let's change the plaque upstairs." After that, he took out a seal from his sleeve and handed it over.
The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stretched out his hands respectfully to take the seal, with a hint of excitement in his brows, "I understand, my subordinates."
"Go ahead."
"Yes, I am resigning."
After Wang Fan left Fengya Building, the depression in his heart became stronger and stronger.
He regretted that he had compromised with the scholar so easily, which made him feel very embarrassed and angry. Obviously there were only two people present at the time, but looking back now, he felt like the whole world had seen him being raped by a helpless man.
A powerful reader feels frightened.
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He turned around and wanted to go back, but stopped after taking a few steps.
His vicious eyes narrowed slightly, "Wicai Liuli... Wucai Liuli, what kind of treasure is it?" He didn't know how many people wanted to grab that thing last night, but since the five-color Liuli got into his hands,
There were at least seven or eight first-rate and second-rate masters who died in his hands, and the number of third-rate masters who were completely ignored by him was less than 20. Not to mention that in the end he recruited a figure like Qu Fang, if not for
Those official missions came just in time, and I'm afraid it wouldn't end so easily last night.
Wang Fan suddenly laughed sadly. He didn't know who that person was, but he didn't come to Beijing just for this one thing.
Wang Fan reached out and took out a sign from his pocket. The black ebony sign didn't look like anything special. There was a small phonetic character engraved on the back of the sign.
"Wang Fan." Just as Wang Fan was thinking deeply, with a ferocious look on his face, a sudden voice sounded from not far behind him.
Wang Fan's heart sank. Although he was a little distracted just now, he was so close and didn't realize it until the other party made a sound, which showed that the person who came was not weak.
Wang Fan put away the ebony token in his hand and quickly turned around to look at the source of the sound.
Standing on the street corner not far away was a middle-aged man wearing indigo cloth. A ferocious scar ruined the man's originally handsome face. His long sleeve was hanging empty under his left shoulder, and he was obviously missing an arm.
Not far away from him, several more people appeared one after another.
A slender woman in black. The woman in black was extremely beautiful and had a cold expression. She obviously had some alien blood.
About ten steps away from the woman in black, there were two men in black standing.
On the other side, there is a young man in white sitting on the roof.
Although the weather is nice and sunny today, if you are fanning yourself with a folding fan in early winter, you may have some mental problems.
He had seen this man in white last night, in Mingyin Pavilion.
"Who are you?" Wang Fan asked cautiously.
Sitting on the roof and skipping work during the day, Prince Wei smiled and replied: "Your captor, Wang Fan, you are very courageous. No one has come to find you in these years, so you think you can show your face in Shangyong.
Is it done?”
Wang Fan's expression was distorted, "How did you know that I...that bastard betrayed me!" Wang Fan suddenly thought of a possibility, and in his heart he wanted to cut that man into pieces.
Wei Changting did not correct his random thoughts and said, "Let's just capture him."
"Captured without mercy?" Wang Fan snorted disdainfully, "Only you? Cripples, women, trash?" As for the two men in black who had little sense of presence, they were directly ignored by Wang Fan.
"Are these the only capable characters in the Regent's Palace? Why doesn't Xie Yan come in person?" Wang Fan said proudly.
Being called a waste for the first time, Crown Prince Wei suddenly had veins popping up on his forehead.
Changing the folding fan in his hand, Prince Wei gritted his teeth and said with a grim smile: "There is no need for the prince to personally take action against his defeated generals. Let's wait and see if he can escape from our hands. Otherwise... According to rumors in the world, you are not just the regent.
My subordinates have been defeated. They can’t even defeat cripples, women, and trash, tsk tsk..."
Yu Mingqiu frowned, looked up at Wei Changting on the roof, and asked, "Are you done?"
Prince Wei touched his nose and felt a little guilty, "General Yu, please."
Yu Mingqiu is older than him, has better martial arts skills, has a higher official position and a higher title than him.
The most important thing is that the person in charge this time is Yu Mingqiu, who really skipped work from the household department to join in the fun.
Without saying a word, Yu Mingqiu raised his hand, picked up the sword in his hand, and swept towards Wang Fan.
When he moved, others were not idle either.
Leng Shuang gestured to the two men in black, and the three quickly changed their positions, blocking Wang Fan's possible escape direction.
