405. Chapter 403 Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots
"The second one comes first, just wait."
"But I am the second best!" Skinny Monkey muttered in dissatisfaction.
Su Zhiyu looked at this skinny monkey who could run away when the wind blew. He couldn't believe that he could defeat Yin Qianzhao! Not to mention Yin Qianzhao's black iron sword, even a gust of wind from that sword could blow him away. Sure enough, people
Don't judge by appearance.
This skinny monkey is quite shrewd and can learn anything in a short time, but he is a bit verbose. For a long time, he pestered Su Zhiyu and asked questions. He was extremely curious about everything.
Finally getting rid of the entanglement of the thin monkey, Su Zhiyu walked towards Yin Qianzhao. Neither his left nor right were beside him, and there were only two people in the room, Su Zhiyu and Yin Qianzhao.
Before Su Zhiyu could speak, Yin Qianzhao supported her and asked with concern, "How are you in this palace? I heard about Shuiqing Tower."
"I'm fine. His little skills can't do anything to me."
Yin Qianzhao frowned and shook his head, "People's words are scary. Those who know say that Shuiqinglou framed you, and those who don't know say that you and him are unclear. Now he insists in Dali Temple that you have an affair with him.
To be honest, no one believes it for a while, but it won’t necessarily change as time goes by.”
"What does Brother Yin mean?"
"Cut the grass and root it out." Yin Qianzhao's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, and Su Zhiyu felt a chill running down his spine, "I'll kill him for you."
Su Zhiyu shook his head quickly, "The emperor has long wanted to kill him, why should we do it? Brother Yin has not yet celebrated his success, so let me toast you with tea instead of wine." Su Zhiyu said and picked up a cup of tea on the table.
However, Yin Qianzhao did not take it, and said with his hands behind his back, "You don't have to change the subject. You must know that if you continue to break up, you will be disturbed. You can be indecisive and get burned, but I can't let you be burned by the fire of Shuiqing Tower."
"Are you really going to kill him?"
"yes!"
Su Zhiyu sighed, rather than let his knife edge be stained with blood and be implicated, it would be better to kill without bloodshed.
"It's actually not difficult to kill him. Send someone with a message to him. Just say, on the seventh day of July, I am so heartbroken that I can't change my mind."
Yin Qianzhao didn't understand what this sentence meant, but since Su Zhiyu said it, he would do it. The seventh day of the seventh lunar month was the day when Li Cairen entered the palace, and this kind of moment of separation is always unforgettable.
The message was quickly taken to the prison. Shui Qinglou came from a wealthy family, and even though he was in prison, he was unyielding. He faced the iron window with his hands behind his back, looking at the birds flying outside the window, and his heart felt peaceful. But when the man behind him said
When he said these words, Shui Qinglou suddenly turned around and leaned on the railing, his voice trembling, "Who sent you here!"
The man's bamboo hat was held down very low, but it still couldn't cover the scar. His voice was low, "The Lord of Hell sent me here."
Shui Qinglou smiled bitterly, "Okay, okay, okay. You really won't let me go. You can kill me, as long as you don't hurt her."
The person who delivered the message didn't understand what Shui Qinglou said, but after delivering the message, he just followed the instructions and answered as mysteriously as possible. Shui Qinglou was completely devastated and didn't notice anything strange. It was just that the light in his bright eyes slowly went out...
..
The palace banquet held by Emperor Wen for Yin Qianzhao and the others went quickly. Su Zhiyu was a female official of the Shangyi Bureau. Although she did not need to attend, she had to manage the entire banquet process behind the scenes. Among them, the person Su Zhiyu was most worried about was Hu Sui.
Although this person is a martial arts champion, his understanding of etiquette is appallingly poor.
"The second one comes first, just wait."
"But I am the second best!" Skinny Monkey muttered in dissatisfaction.
Su Zhiyu looked at this skinny monkey who could run away when the wind blew. He couldn't believe that he could defeat Yin Qianzhao! Not to mention Yin Qianzhao's black iron sword, even a gust of wind from that sword could blow him away. Sure enough, people
Don't judge by appearance.
This skinny monkey is quite shrewd and can learn anything in a short time, but he is a bit verbose. For a long time, he pestered Su Zhiyu and asked questions. He was extremely curious about everything.
Finally getting rid of the entanglement of the thin monkey, Su Zhiyu walked towards Yin Qianzhao. Neither his left nor right were beside him, and there were only two people in the room, Su Zhiyu and Yin Qianzhao.
Before Su Zhiyu could speak, Yin Qianzhao supported her and asked with concern, "How are you in this palace? I heard about Shuiqing Tower."
"I'm fine. His little skills can't do anything to me."
Yin Qianzhao frowned and shook his head, "People's words are scary. Those who know say that Shuiqinglou framed you, and those who don't know say that you and him are unclear. Now he insists in Dali Temple that you have an affair with him.
To be honest, no one believes it for a while, but it won’t necessarily change as time goes by.”
"What does Brother Yin mean?"
"Cut the grass and root it out." Yin Qianzhao's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, and Su Zhiyu felt a chill running down his spine, "I'll kill him for you."
Su Zhiyu shook his head quickly, "The emperor has long wanted to kill him, why should we do it? Brother Yin has not yet celebrated his success, so let me toast you with tea instead of wine." Su Zhiyu said and picked up a cup of tea on the table.
However, Yin Qianzhao did not take it, and said with his hands behind his back, "You don't have to change the subject. You must know that if you continue to break up, you will be disturbed. You can be indecisive and get burned, but I can't let you be burned by the fire of Shuiqing Tower."
"Are you really going to kill him?"
"yes!"
Su Zhiyu sighed, rather than let his knife edge be stained with blood and be implicated, it would be better to kill without bloodshed.
"It's actually not difficult to kill him. Send someone with a message to him. Just say, on the seventh day of July, I am so heartbroken that I can't change my mind."
Yin Qianzhao didn't understand what this sentence meant, but since Su Zhiyu said it, he would do it. The seventh day of the seventh lunar month was the day when Li Cairen entered the palace, and this kind of moment of separation is always unforgettable.
The message was quickly taken to the prison. Shui Qinglou came from a wealthy family, and even though he was in prison, he was unyielding. He faced the iron window with his hands behind his back, looking at the birds flying outside the window, and his heart felt peaceful. But when the man behind him said
When he said these words, Shui Qinglou suddenly turned around and leaned on the railing, his voice trembling, "Who sent you here!"
The man's bamboo hat was held down very low, but it still couldn't cover the scar. His voice was low, "The Lord of Hell sent me here."
Shui Qinglou smiled bitterly, "Okay, okay, okay. You really won't let me go. You can kill me, as long as you don't hurt her."
The person who delivered the message didn't understand what Shui Qinglou said, but after delivering the message, he just followed the instructions and answered as mysteriously as possible. Shui Qinglou was completely devastated and didn't notice anything strange. It was just that the light in his bright eyes slowly went out...
..
The palace banquet held by Emperor Wen for Yin Qianzhao and the others went quickly. Su Zhiyu was a female official of the Shangyi Bureau. Although she did not need to attend, she had to manage the entire banquet process behind the scenes. Among them, the person Su Zhiyu was most worried about was Hu Sui.
Although this person is a martial arts champion, his understanding of etiquette is appallingly poor.