In front of Wangjiang Tower, groups of Qijiasi men and horses intercepted the building's boats and surrounded them with high pavilions.
The dignitaries in the building also had guards under their command. Xu had received the order and refused to give in. They stood in front of the building door with their swords raised to confront the Qijia guards.
Wu Yunling walked out, with a heavy back and a heavy waist, his arms were knotted like an old man, a pair of cold eyes swept across the crowd, and the cold wind spread on everyone's faces, and the coldness spread down their backs, forcing the dozens of private guards in front to retreat one after another, not daring to
move.
Click!
Pressing the handle of the knife, a rough ring was cast on one end of the handle. When he fiddled with it, it made a crisp sound when it collided.
"Retreat, Qijia Division will handle the case, anyone who obstructs it..."
"Kill without mercy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other guards gathered around him all echoed and shouted loudly and forcefully.
"Kill! Kill!"
Gulu...the guards had never encountered this before. Seeing that these hawks and dogs were really going to take action, some couldn't bear the fear and glanced at the steward inside.
The other party was also very nervous. He pushed aside the confused and panicked women and hurried upstairs.
Outside the building, Wu Yunling frowned coldly, looking at the orioles and swallows in the pavilion and the brightly lit scene, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, the steward came down again, and this time he came to him with a flattering look on his face. He trembled in his arms and gritted his teeth and said that there was a distinguished person in the building tonight, and no one could bear the consequences of the collision!
An inexplicable flash appeared in Wu Yunling's eyes, and he immediately raised his hand and called out.
"Li Ping! Lead the search team!"
"Here!"
The black cloaks rustled in the wind, and a pair of soldiers rushed into the building quickly. The steward's face turned red and angry, but he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this reckless man from the Wu family finally took a step back to let one team
Manpower coming in and out.
As for the guards, they were pushed aside, staggering and almost falling, but no one dared to move. Even after the master had already spoken, they had no choice but to endure in the face of this group of cold-faced hawks and dogs.
While waiting, the crowd was silent.
Upstairs is extremely lively.
"Asshole! Get out!"
"Who is so impudent! Come here! Kill him!"
"Qijiawei? Let He Cong come and talk to me!"
"..."
The moon is bright and clear, and the rivers are sparkling.
From time to time, there were some movements in Wangjiang Tower, some were full of anger, some were angry and threatening, and occasionally there were women who exclaimed coquettishly, one after another.
This caused the guards and stewards outside the building to break out in cold sweat, fearing that some of the adults would be bumped into.
After a long time, the movement fell silent.
"Head, no one is here."
Not long after, the soldier named Li Ping ran out of the building, wearing a strong sword and speaking in a calm tone.
Wu Yunling glanced at him, and when he saw the gloomy look on his face, he knew what was going on inside. After staring at him for a few more times, he nodded to him without saying anything.
The next moment he turned around and stepped forward, the thick scales on his eight-foot-tall body rattled. Every step he took was fierce, but not as fierce as the first.
"Close the team!"
Seeing this, Li Ping turned around and shouted loudly, and the Qijia guards gathered one after another, following the tall figure not far away and retreating like a tide.
…
"They're gone."
Upstairs, where the Qing prostitutes lived.
Zhao Mingshuang is well-known, has excellent music skills and beautiful appearance to maintain her social status, so she naturally has the right to live alone.
In the room, the woman sat calmly at the table and waited until the noise downstairs subsided before speaking.
The silk quilt was hit and the bulge swelled. After hearing this, a person came out, it was the person who broke in just now.
Cracking! It was as if the man who had shrunk his bones suddenly twitched his hands and feet, took in his breath, and returned to his previous tall and thin appearance.
"Hey, Qijiawei's nose is really good. He almost caught me!"
On the other side, ignoring the other person's constant nagging, Zhao Mingshuang put away the quilt and sheets and threw them at the foot of the wall, planning to let Yaoyao get another bed later.
As for these, it is best to burn them.
"Is it satisfactory?"
Turning around, she looked at him.
Qijiawei had just arrived. If she hadn't covered him up, it would have been difficult for him to escape.
Of course, since the other party dares to hide here blatantly, he may not have other means.
"Master, if there is anything else you need me for, please let me know."
"..."
The man looked again and again, his eyes passing over the woman's calm face.
"I think Zhao and everyone have also discovered that I am injured now. You don't resist? You must know that it was a rare opportunity when Qijiawei was present just now."
As soon as she said these words, Zhao Mingshuang pursed her red lips slightly, her eyebrows were drawn into a breathtaking cold look, but her expression was playful——
"It's not that I'm unwilling, but that the young master is cautious."
"Huddled on the bed, in the light and dark, how could the little girl know whether the young master's dagger was stabbing the unsuspecting but armored guard further away when he called for help, or whether he was stabbing the concubine wearing only a thin coat to inform the messenger?
body?"
"What's more."
"Although I have lived in the world of mortals for a long time and have been a plaything, I am often familiar with books and am no stranger to the pharmacology of Qihuang. The sachet in your hand has a miraculous effect on shielding the blood, so how can I resist?"
"I only hope that the young master can spare this little girl's life for the sake of my obedience."
The man who stood up from the bed laughed loudly when he heard this.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of everyone from Li Tang and Zhao. Just this courage and delicateness are far more powerful than others. How can such a beautiful person be willing to destroy a flower with his own hands?"
After saying that, he took out the sachet and untied it. He also took out a medicine bottle and poured a white and tender pill as big as a soybean into the palm of his hand.
"But there is no need to worry about some psychedelic drugs. If you really feel uneasy, taking this pill will solve the problem."
Zhao Mingshuang also laughed.
"Master, don't tease me anymore."
"That elixir is made from cold green grass? It is indeed soothing when taken, but when combined with the Iris sativa in the sachet, it will turn into a first-class poison."
"..." The smile on the man's face faded, he came to her, took the dagger from the table, and touched the woman's skin that could be broken by a blow.
The blade is as cold as the opponent's gaze.
"Are you really not afraid?"
Zhao Mingshuang replied: "Of course I am afraid."
She poured tea by herself and poured the man a cup too.
"But if you think about it, the young master will never forcefully kill a weak woman in Wangjiang Tower at this time."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Those starry eyes rotated, as if they had seen through the details of the person in front of them.
The man gestured twice. He didn't know whether he thought of Qijiaji who had not gone far outside, or because he considered the greater risk of risking his injuries by killing a well-known Qing prostitute. Finally, he sighed:
"That's all, I don't want to do anything to women."
"This time, let's just spend the night chatting with everyone Zhao. We will meet again tomorrow if we are destined!"
After saying that, the other party stepped out, jumped out of the window with a jump of his arms, and disappeared into the night.
From far away, there is a sound transmitted into the secret.
"Master Zhao Haihan, that sachet is indeed only used for psychedelic purposes. I hope nothing will be spread about what happened tonight..."
Zhao Mingshuang stared for a while, confirming that the man was gone, then stood up, closed the window tightly, and pulled down the wooden bolt.
"Yaoyao!"
After calling out, the lame girl ran from the door.
But seeing that her young lady's face was turning pale, she hurried forward, showing her anxiety.
"Miss! What's wrong with you!"
"It's okay. Go to the nanny downstairs and tell her that I knocked on my legs and feet. The skin is not broken but there are two bruises. Ask her to find someone to buy some dried clams, hornbeam and white orchid from the pharmacy. Remember, there is a lot.
point."
"Uh-huh!"
The girl nodded repeatedly and then ran away.
"Psychedelic? Ha!"
"Yan Cang... despicable villain!"
After drinking seven or eight sips of tea, Zhao Mingshuang felt a little full, so she walked out of the house, went to the latrine, and stretched out her fingers to dig at her throat.
…
"Master Yang."
"Commander Wu, it's rare to come here once. Haha, this humble house is so full of glory!"
"My lord is joking."
The thin old man led Wu Yunling into the courtyard. The two walked together, with the latter slightly staggering half a step.
The old man opened his mouth and asked about the reason. The two of them had old friends, but it was more of a friendship between the elders. He knew each other's father, had been an official in the same dynasty, and was a fellow villager.
"Is it about the thief named Yan?"
Of course the old man knew that what Wu Yunling was doing now was related to the royal family's reputation. He didn't know the specific reasons, but he had heard from his colleagues that the thief was so bold that he not only caused trouble in the palace, but also had an affair with Daqi in the north.
Digging deeper, an old case was revealed.
"The emperor was furious and ordered the Qijia Division to detect and arrest the person within ten days. It has been four days now. I wonder how the situation has developed?"
Having said this, Wu Yunling stamped his feet, raised his tiger eyes, turned his head slightly, glanced at the old man in front of him, and spoke slowly:
"We have found the trace, injured him, and recovered the stolen palace jewelry. However, someone stopped him after he escaped into Wangjiang Tower last night. As for the old case..."
The tall man shook his head and stopped what he was going to say.
Obviously, these alone are not enough to calm the emperor's anger, let alone erase the slap that the other party slapped heavily on Emperor Liang's face.
But further down, there is nothing that a little eagle Inukikoji can do.
"Is there any evidence of compatibility?"
"Is it really related to foreign Korea? Or is it..."
Seeing Wu Yunling's imperceptible nod, a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was guessing, but also as if he was unexpected.
It involves a dispute over national origin...
The next moment, the old man sighed and said: "I didn't expect that they would really dare to take action."
"yes."
On the corridor, the two of them leaned on the railing and looked at the rockery, flowing water, orchid courtyard and terrace. The cold wind in winter was getting stronger and stronger, but they didn't know how long it would take for spring to arrive.
After thinking for a moment, the old man sighed: "After all, we are the younger generation. We can't bear our temper. We stood up too early."
Wu Yunling also agreed, with an incomprehensible tone.
"too early."
Many people who arrive early are actually not fully prepared.
…
The wind, howling wildly at first, gradually calmed down, but it was like a knife blowing, falling in front of and behind the house with ice-cold bones.
After a round of work, it was already bright. He carried a bucket and swung it to the kitchen. After filling the water tank, he put away the dishes. It happened that at this time, several young people of the same age walked out of the backyard.
, there were still three or five children in the team, their faces were sluggish and their eyes were sleepy.
"Good morning, Brother Zhang!"
"Brother Li is doing really well today. It seems that he will gain something yesterday!"
"Brother Liu, go wash up quickly, the food is ready."
The rest of the people responded one by one, mostly greeting him with a smile.
Everyone was still talking and laughing in the early morning light, and another person walked out of the backyard.
"Uncle Chen!"
The person who came here was in his fifties, with gray hair, a stooped body, a lean figure, and a long beard on his chin. His steps were steady and powerful, and he did not look old.
"Wen Song, I got up very early today."
"Wherever, the teachers in the academy teach and solve doubts. The students have nothing to offer and can only repay these trivial things. They should be more grateful to the elders in the academy for taking them in."
"Hahaha, Fangqingyuan is not so picky. Even I, the old man, wish I could hope that young people like you can learn more about literature and martial arts, serve the emperor's family, and spread the name of Fangqing."
As Uncle Chen approached, six or seven older gentlemen came from the courtyard one after another.
Wen Song saw this and was extremely grateful to these teachers from Fangqing Academy. If it weren't for them, he would have been stuck outside the city, hungry and cold, without any means of transportation, and he would have been carried away by the refugees.
, or the bones are buried by the roadside, or the fallen grass becomes a bandit.
If he really wanted to do the latter, he would rather die than tarnish the reputation of the Wen family's ancestors.
Although the Wen family is not a wealthy family, it has produced officials for several generations, and it can be considered a scholarly family. Even though it has become weak in his generation and is no different from ordinary people, Wen Song still has the desire to serve his family and country in his heart.
Heart.
"The situation in the world is worrying. Although there are virtuous ministers and ministers in charge of affairs in the court, and the Holy Lord is wise, there are still treacherous and sycophants who occupy high positions and eat nothing."
Exorbitant taxes, conscription of soldiers, and exploitation at all levels caused the annihilation of every household!
Wen Song has been smart since he was a child. He understands the suffering of the people and realizes that he cannot let it go, but should devote himself to it. Just as the sages in the book said, nourish the righteousness and get rid of evil spirits!
Today, there are countless troubles in the world, but the real root cause lies in the court, in those sycophants. He wants to study, take exams, step by step, and return the world to a bright and clear sky!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For this reason, Wen Song left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to Jianye. He was ignorant and broke into this bustling, chaotic and undercurrent.
The world surges.
After eating and washing the dishes, it was already time to read in the morning before I knew it.
In the dilapidated academy, more than ten people of all sizes, led by the gentlemen, began to read the articles of the sages.
…
At the same time, outside Jianye City, a group of people from Yijianmen also arrived.
As soon as Chen Yu walked out of the interior scene, his mental energy spread around him, distorting the perception of others and making them unable to detect his own movements.
At this moment, Li Mubai was following a girl in a yellow dress, explaining something.
Huh?
He looked over, and a corner of his mind was vaguely touched, attracting his attention.
Qi and blood... Seeing the weak power brewing in the opponent's body, Chen Yu looked at the opponent's face again and remembered that this person was one of the people he had left the 'seeds of teaching' in Luo City. He seemed to belong to a certain sect.
Qingjun.
At that time, he was still a flower stand who only knew two or three tricks and had just realized his strength. Now it seems that he not only discovered the seeds, but also took the opportunity to condense the power of his own qi and blood.
Strength reaches the realm of greatness.
Moreover, there was not much stagnation in the circulation of Qi and blood, and it was obviously developed in a targeted manner. He even saw traces of several training methods different from the 'blood orifice method' in his eyes.
After the seeds of the transmission method are broken, only the initial seedling is passed down. As for how the seedling can grow and how much time it takes, it all depends on the cultivation of the other party.
Now it seems that at least the young man in front of me is walking very cautiously, his steps are not big, but very sure, and he is tapping the potential of this power bit by bit.
I just don’t know whether it’s him or someone else’s credit.
Maybe both.
Chen Yu didn't look any longer. He withdrew his gaze from the group of people walking away and fell back into his own hands.
A hollow flowing light fruit is quietly held in the palm of the hand.
It was the secret treasure he found in the interior.
Crush it, turn it into fine white light, and slide into the vigorous spiritual light in your body.
He closed his eyes slightly and quickly opened them again.