Shen Lie then turned to Dai Yu: "Take the four of them to Lu Ronghui's house. If Lu Ronghui is not here, control the Liu family and Lu Ronghui's only son and take them to Lianfei Pavilion."
Dai Yu paused and asked: "Then, can we talk about the matter of Pei Feng?"
"Can."
"Yes." Dai Yu responded, turned around and left.
Shen Lie turned around and handed the jade pendant to Feng Ze, told Xia Zhaoyi what he had asked him to do, and said: "Go now, the streets may be cleared early tomorrow morning and it will be difficult to walk. Bring them back and settle down well, and then you go to the Ministry of Industry General Song Lang was found by Shangshu Mansion or Xiaohu Camp and asked him to bring at least 500 troops to Dongping Academy."
"Five hundred soldiers and horses?" Feng Ze raised his eyebrows, "What if Song Lang doesn't respond?"
"He will agree, go ahead," Shen Lie turned around and walked to the study, saying, "Be careful when going to Qili Bridge."
"Yes, Master."
Shen Xu was standing in front of a bookcase, flipping through a book. As he turned the pages, he smelled the smell of old ink.
He turned the pages slowly, then closed it, put the book back, ran his long fingers across a row of ancient books, and took out another one.
Shen Lie came in from the door. Shen Shu looked back and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you the only one?"
"I'm going out for a trip," Shen Lie said, "If you want to go back tonight, you should stay here with me."
"It's not safe anywhere, and you won't be safe here either." Shen Shu smiled.
"Then you can do it yourself, I'll go change."
With that said, Shen Lie turned around and left.
"Wait," Shen Xu called to him, "Don't leave in a hurry yet."
"What's the matter?"
"Is there something wrong with your books?" Shen Xuyang pointed at the ancient texts in his hand. "These books seem to have been left by Guo Shu."
"This is the Guo Mansion. What's wrong with my grandfather leaving his books?"
"Then, where is Miss Xia's book?" Shen Xu said.
Shen Lie's expression remained indifferent, without any emotion at all. He glanced at him, turned around and left.
After he changed into black clothes and came out, Shen Shu stood at the door of the study holding an ancient book and said, "Zhi Yan."
Shen Lie looked at him.
There was no smile on Shen Xu's face, and she looked at Shen Lie seriously: "Then if Ah Li is really from the Dingguo Palace, it won't do much good for you to get involved. Don't let her take advantage of her."
"If I told you," Shen Lie said, "I begged her to take advantage of her and she ignored me, what would you think?"
Shen Shu paused: "She disdains you?"
"The heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman," Shen Lie walked forward, lifting the face covering to cover his mouth and nose, "Don't slander her, or you'll fall out."
Shen Xu: "..."
The young man was proud and cold, with a majestic appearance. He strode away. Shen Shu looked at his back and frowned slightly.
What kind of person is this? He thinks of him and calls him a villain, and says he wants to fall out with him.
"Ah Li." Shen Xu whispered softly, and moved his fingers holding the ancient text. He couldn't figure it out. The bad luck was blurred. He really wanted to have a good time with this girl this time.
Huiyang Long Street is composed of several streets, divided into east, west, north and south. There is not just one main street. The soldiers spent a lot of effort on the Qiliqiao market alone.
Because of the incident at Qilu Bookstore, several generals quickly gathered soldiers to outflank them, and at the same time sent people to report to the higher level. However, when the crossbow arrows were found on the corpse at the scene, one general was shocked. After careful inspection, he quickly sent another People went to Yanyun Weifu and Jingzhao Mansion because the crossbow arrows on these corpses were exactly the same as the crossbow arrows used to assassinate the Yanyun guards on the streets of Huaizhou Street.
The soldiers ran away quickly on horseback, passing through the long wailing street and the firelight, and passed by thousands of soldiers heading to another avenue.
The fire reflected the sky, and more and more snow melted. Several houses collapsed in the fire and turned into rubble.
All the scholars who could run away on the street, not only the writers and fortune tellers, but also the bookkeepers who counted money in teahouses and restaurants, couldn't help but run away together.
Residents on Royal Street opened their windows to look at the commotion outside. Officials' carriages, horses and lights were everywhere. People were everywhere. Looking up into the distance, one could see a whole patch of fire on the horizon.
After these months of anxiety and fear, many people thought they had become numb. Now when they saw this scene again, they realized that they were still scared. Their hands were trembling with fear and their hearts ached. They had been living in peace and enjoying the richest life in the world for a long time.
An Ning, now facing the clear feeling for the first time, the sky is falling.
The palace gate was closed, the ministers were waiting in the snow, and the guards stood expressionless, not squinting.
Yu Shiling held the heater in his hand, and every time he took a breath, a large cloud of white smoke appeared in front of his lips.
Several colleagues around me gathered together uneasily, not knowing what to do.
More and more people came, including senior officials who had retired, ministers who rarely interfered with court affairs, and minor officials who were not qualified to join the court. The fire in front of the palace gate was as bright as day, but the palace door was always closed. Go in and report the news.
The guards and chamberlain never came out again.
Zhu Xian did not join the group, but stood alone, looking up at the palace gate, his heart agitated, and his ears filled with Wei Zheng's words.
He turned his head and looked at the princes and nobles.
How good it was for Daqian in the beginning. When he first became an official, Daqian was prosperous and prosperous, with long-lasting peace and stability, prosperous commerce and trade, strong national power, little wealth and little talent, and the world was united. How come it turned out like this in just a few years?
He suddenly remembered the mood he had when he stood in front of Dongming Palace and looked up at the palace. At that time, for some reason, he always felt that the splendid palace was aging, like a haggard old man, stubbornly guarding the last remaining splendor.
It turns out that you really get old.
The palace door was finally opened at this time, and everyone stopped talking and turned to look.
Waiter Liao walked out slowly with a serious look on his face, frowning and said, "Your Majesty orders you to come back."
His voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it clearly. The cold wind was blowing at this time. This short sentence was like a dagger, gouging out a piece of flesh in everyone's heart, and the cold wind blew into the body from this hole.
Cold all over.
"Servant Liao," Bian Shishang stepped forward and said sincerely, "I want to go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. Minister Liao will go and talk to me."
Liao Nei Shi glanced at the civil and military officials of the court, walked to Bian Shizhi, turned his back, and said in a low voice: "Don't go, your Majesty... he is dancing."
Bian Shiyi was stunned and opened his eyes wide: "What?"
"It's so joyful to sing and dance," said the servant Liao.
He rarely talks like this, and now his eyebrows are full of anxiety.
Bian Shizhi stared blankly up at the slightly opened palace door in front of him. A gust of cold wind blew inside, making him shiver.
"Your Majesty, he is singing and dancing?" Bian Shizhi repeated softly, "How is that possible?"
Waiter Liao smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, I'm going back first."
"Then, where is the Queen?" Bian Shizhi asked hurriedly, "The Queen, what is she doing?"
