Cui Lin, who traveled southward all the way from Youzhou in the north, day and night, finally returned to Luoyang before His Majesty the Emperor.
As far as he is concerned, if he can return to Luoyang and handle all his duties before His Majesty returns to Beijing this time, he will be adding merit to his achievements, and His Majesty will definitely praise him greatly.
When the various officials and assistants of Dahonglu heard that the new chief had arrived, they cleaned the yamen early in the morning and prepared a banquet to welcome Cui Lin.
"Da Honglu, the humble servants have already prepared a banquet, specifically for you to receive the wind and wash away the dust. We are just waiting for you to sit down at the table."
When Cui Lin heard this, he frowned slightly, waved his sleeves and said:
"His Majesty is about to return to Beijing, and everything in Honglu Temple is waiting for us to take care of it. At this time, what can we talk about to wash away the dust?"
After hearing this, the group of officials and subordinates were all ashamed, and they all apologized and said:
"What Mr. Cui taught me is that the lower officials are not thinking well. I hope Mr. Cui will forgive me!"
Cui Lin saw that everyone woke up in time, so he didn't blame him much. He continued to ask:
"What important official duties does Honglu Temple have recently? How are the preparations for welcoming His Majesty back to Beijing?"
Those assistant officials were all capable officials who had served in Honglu Temple for many years. They were almost ready to welcome the emperor back to the capital, as well as some daily complicated and trivial matters, so they all answered:
"Informing Mr. Cui, we have taken care of all the complicated and trivial matters in the yamen. There is only one thing. King Qiuci sent Ren Zi to the court a few months ago. Calculating the schedule, it should arrive in the next two days.
, we have also made arrangements at the post station and the Sifang Guesthouse. We originally planned to pay tribute to Mr. Cui, so we planned to make arrangements for Prince Qiuci two days later."
When Cui Lin heard that many things in the yamen had been arranged, he raised his eyebrows. After a while, he ordered again:
"Although Kucha is a small country on the western frontier, it is the key chokepoint for His Majesty to open up the Western Region. Today's Prince Kucha will be the King of Kucha in the future, so we cannot neglect it at will. Start making arrangements as soon as possible. I want to
I am always ready to welcome Prince Kucha in person."
"only!"
Seeing that Cui Lin had made arrangements clearly, the subordinate officials did not dare to dissuade him, so they all went to make arrangements.
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Pingchang Street intersection.
Cui Sanlang, who was dressed in casual clothes, touched the short knife hidden in his sleeve at this moment.
The blade is very cold and sharp. Just like Cui Sanlang's heart at this moment.
The words of the messenger boy at the Su family teahouse last night kept lingering in his ears:
"Uncle Lei asked me to tell you that the prostitute in the restaurant today did not give up.
Tomorrow night he will pass by Pingchangmen Street and go to Qingqingyuan to redeem You Ling'er's life and ask Miss You Ling'er to be his concubine. If you don't want Miss You Ling'er to become a concubine, then tomorrow night, Pingchang Street
Mouth will be your last chance.
After dealing with the traitor, Miss You Ling'er will be waiting for you outside Pingchang Gate, and then, with your martial arts skills, he said that he believes you can definitely leave with Miss You Ling'er."
After thinking about this, Cui Sanlang's originally hesitant heart became firmer. His hands that were originally a little trembling also became steady.
At this moment, his hesitant eyes turned into sharp and murderous eyes, scanning every passing dignitary.
He knew that tonight, his enemy, the noble son of the Cao family, was about to appear. And he only needed to kill the frivolous and libertine, and then he could take his beloved You Ling'er away from the prosperous and dark monster of Luoyang.
As for his father, he wrote a letter last night and gave enough reasons for his journey. I believe his father will understand him.
Today's dusk seemed different from usual, but Cui Sanlang, who wanted to complete this amazing plan, didn't notice much was wrong.
He did not know that today, Prince Qiuci would enter the imperial city from the south gate road all the way north, nor did he know that today at dusk, under the arrangement of Dahonglu Cui Lin, Taiwei Zhong Yao, Situ Huaxin, and Sikong
The three princes of Wang Lang, as well as the ministers Xin Pi, Shangshu Fu Xun, Du Xi, and the two chief officials of Zhongshu Province: Zhongshu Superintendent Liu Fang and Zhongshu Ling Sun Zi, as well as Guang Luxun Heqia, Wei Wei Li Yi, and Ting Wei Gao
Rou, Zang Ba, the leader of the Jin Dynasty, Zhu Shuo, the leader of the central army, Bao Xun, the imperial censor, Nong Changlin, the great minister, and other important officials in the court, as well as Cao Lin, king of Hedong, and Cao Jian, king of Dongwuyang, will all be here to participate in the reception.
He only knew one thing, that is, the noble son of the Cao family who had a problem with him in Qingqing Garden would pass by here today. And he would use his extraordinary skills to kill the son of the Cao family cleanly, and then go south out of the city.
Wander around the world with You Ling'er.
In addition, there is another thing that Cui Sanlang would not have thought of even if he tried hard, that is, the noble son of the Cao family he wants to assassinate today is the prince Cao Jian who was recently awarded the title of King Dongwuyang.
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Cui Sanlang also noticed that the crowds on the street today were very different from those in the past, because the people no longer walked freely, but were isolated on both sides of the road by armored men with halberds.
But he only hesitated for a moment and didn't think much about it. He thought that the prodigal disciple was also a nobleman with the surname Cao after all, so it was possible to force the streets to be closed during travel.
This idea not only did not reduce Cui Sanlang's desire to assassinate this person, but instead strengthened Cui Sanlang's confidence and determination.
Because, the higher the status of this Cao family member, the easier it is for the person to take away You Ling'er. Therefore, at this moment, Cui Sanlang has decided to fight with his life, even if he can't take away You Ling'er.
And if he retreats, he will also kill this disciple who is trying to harm Ling'er!
"The people stand back, Prince Kucha arrives, the people stand back!"
Not long after, all the princes, princes, important ministers and ministers who were preparing to welcome Prince Qiuci arrived one after another.
Naturally among them was Cao Jian, King of Yang of Dongwu, who was wearing a royal robe for a long journey.
You disciple, take your life!
Cui Sanlang recognized this luxuriously dressed young man at a glance. He shouted fiercely in his heart, but actually passed through the two layers of onlookers quietly.
The time has come!
Cui Sanlang looked at him so clearly that he dwarfed his body and crossed two layers of human walls, including those imperial guards who were clearing the road with big halberds in their hands.
"No, there's an assassin!"
"Quick, catch the assassin!"
When Cui Sanlang crossed the Imperial Guards wall, the Imperial Guards soldiers noticed something was wrong and immediately shouted loudly.
Although Cui Lin is a civil servant, his old brother Cui Yan was once good at fencing, so Cui Lin also has some skills, but he just doesn't want to show them off easily.
Today's matter was related to the country's important affairs in the Western Region, so Cui Lin naturally did not dare to delay. He tossed his robe and immediately used his special skills to fly towards Cui Sanlang.
This flying move is exactly the same as Cui Sanlang's move!
Cui Lin couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, but he didn't dare to ignore it, so he immediately concentrated his mind and continued to catch him.
Although Cui Sanlang was young and powerful, Cui Lin was more powerful after all. So just when the short knife in Cui Sanlang's hand was about to stab Cao Jian, Cui Lin grabbed Cui Sanlang's left foot with one hand. At the most important moment, Cui Sanlang
Still, the success fell short, and everything came to nothing.
"Quickly, protect His Highness, protect His Highness!"
This exclamation claimed to protect His Highness, but it did not have the accent of the Central Plains. When everyone looked up, they realized that it was the driver of Prince Kucha.
At this moment, a young noble from the Western Regions dressed in mink fur coats had a very similar reaction to Cao Jian, King of Dongwuyang. Both of them collapsed to the ground, their faces turning pale.
When Cui Lin saw this, he secretly screamed something bad and immediately ordered his followers:
"Quickly send Prince Qiuci to Sifang Pavilion to rest and recuperate, to calm down the shock!"
"Wei!" A group of soldiers heard the order, shouted loudly, and immediately began to make arrangements.
Cui Lin glanced at Cui Sanlang who was grabbed by him, with mixed emotions in his eyes:
"Temporarily escort this assassin to Tingwei's Mansion until I personally interrogate him!"
After Cui Lin gave this order, the Imperial Guards who originally planned to kill Cui Sanlang on the spot looked at each other and put away the Huanshou Sword in their hands.
Looking at Cui Sanlang being escorted away by the imperial army, a young figure appeared in front of Cui Lin's eyes.
[The past is vague]:
"Daddy, daddy, this move of Suzaku Nanxiang, why can't I practice it well enough!"
"Hahahaha, Wen Ji has practiced very well!"
"No, Wen Ji wants to train as well as dad!"
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"Sir? Cui Gong?"
The call of a subordinate officer woke up Cui Lin, who was in a daze.
When Cui Lin went to see Cui Sanlang who was being escorted, he had already disappeared.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Cui Lin's mouth.
Just when he was grabbing him, he discovered that there was something on Cui Sanlang's left leg, whether it was a birthmark or a scar.
He will never forget that his long-lost Wen Ji has a scar on his left leg caused by martial arts practice!
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Shishifang, Cuiji Soup Cake Shop.
Old Cui was still humming an unknown song as usual, while serving soup cakes to the guests.
He has been singing this song for more than ten years.
This tune was exactly the tune he sang on that snowy night more than ten years ago when I found Saburo.
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"Xuan'er, you are finally back! How have you been going well these days in the North?"
While Bi Han asked the cook Magu to serve the food, he asked Xia Houxuan about his recent experience.
Xia Houxuan smiled and said:
"Everything is going well this time. We, the Wei Dynasty, have defeated the alliance between Kebineng and Dongxianbei. Kebineng's vitality has been seriously injured. Suli, Mika, and Queji, the kings of Eastern Xianbei, have surrendered to our Wei Dynasty.
, it is truly a great victory that is rare in a century!”
"Our Xuan'er has finally grown up!"
After hearing Xia Houxuan's words, Bi Han narrowed his eyes with laughter.
Her husband has such a promising son, and her daughter has such a powerful brother, how could she not be happy?
"Today, Feng'er, Xian'er and Tiger, please stay together for dinner."
Xiahou Xian and Xiahou Feng, who had long coveted the food at Xiahou Xuan's mansion, immediately nodded their heads rudely.
At this time, Xia Houxuan touched his younger sister Xia Houyu's head and asked with a smile:
"I heard that I will soon have a young and talented brother-in-law. Is it true?"