The blocked meridians were opened, Xu Feng's body was shaken, his eyes finally opened slowly, he looked at Xu Yue, grinned and said: "Sister, it hurts!"
Xu Yue's tight strings finally relaxed, and tears burst out of her eyes. Wuque and Nightingale also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her.
Nowadays, they are like grasshoppers on a rope. Without knowing that Butcher has changed sides, they really can't bear the loss of Xu Feng.
"This time, we really suffered a big loss!"
But seeing Xu Feng survive, Wuque couldn't help but secretly regret when he thought of the danger before.
The Butcher was so powerful that both he and Nightingale were forced to reveal their trump cards.
Nightingale's magic props are nothing more than Harry Potter's witchcraft system, but his personal rocket launcher is on the defensive.
Imagine two warriors in fluttering white clothes, competing in martial arts, fists and palms intersecting, evenly matched, and one of them turns his hand and takes out a rocket launcher...
Lao Yin Bi!
Now that the bottom is revealed, it will be difficult to surprise anyone again.
Especially when Xu Yue and Xu Feng saw it.
Wuque's eyes flickered.
While Xu Yue was treating Xu Feng's injuries, she observed everyone and saw that Wuque's face was uncertain. After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, she began to transmit the voice in the star pattern.
Nightingale, who was feeling sorry for her cloak, looked like she was listening. After a while, she looked happy and nodded in response: "Okay! Okay! Leave it to us!"
Wuque was the closest to her and immediately realized something was wrong: "The queen is communicating with you? What did she say? Don't be sold and give her the money!"
Nightingale curled her lips and became unhappy: "I'm so smart, how could I be deceived? In order to thank us for our full help this time, she wants to transfer all the intelligence she collected and the arrangements she made to us to use it to make friends with Huang.
Where are the clothes!"
Wu Que raised his brows and looked at Xu Yue, and saw Xu Yue looking over.
The two of them made eye contact, and Wu Que immediately understood, secretly praising her for knowing how to choose.
Now Xu Feng is seriously injured and Xu Yue has to take care of him. In a short time, the two siblings will not be able to move away.
Instead of wasting the previous arrangement, it is better to hand it over, appease the perfect nightingale, and continue to guarantee the alliance.
Wuque just had the idea of parting ways again, but after hearing Xu Yue's arrangement, he gave up the idea.
We have already paid so much. If we really break up and return to Gaolaozhuang, and Huang Shang is snatched away by others, wouldn't it mean that we are all in vain?
You cannot waver, you must be firm!
What made Wuque even more happy was that Huang Shangling and Xu Feng came to them immediately after waking up.
The perfect gray-black face was filled with contentment and joy. The nightingale didn't have time to touch up her makeup before she started chirping.
After Huang Shang checked their pulses, he found that the two men were just exhausted and had no injuries. He also breathed a sigh of relief on his face: "It's fine! What happened?"
Nightingale smiled lightly at him, and her heart felt as sweet as honey. She hurriedly said: "We are for the safety of the Song Dynasty, and the people of the world..."
After hearing this beginning, a country taking the blame jumped out of Huang Shang's mind, and he knew that Xixia was about to be involved.
As expected, what Wuque said next was Xixia's plan.
"Assassinate the prince?"
Huang Shang's expression changed, and he thought in his mind that this time it might be true.
The emperor has no descendants, which is a very serious problem.
Regarding Renzong's heirs and successors to the throne, it was one of the points of struggle between him and the scholar-bureaucrat class.
In the end, Renzong's harem still failed to live up to its expectations and raised an adult prince who had to adopt the royal family.
But in any case, this is an internal struggle. The smooth transition of the throne is the key to the stability of the country.
If the future Yingzong is really assassinated, the Song Dynasty will really be in chaos, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Huang Shang hurriedly asked: "Is there any clue?"
"Yes, but..." Wuque nodded without hesitation, and with a deliberate twist, he met Huang Shang's eyes: "It has something to do with Prime Minister Han Qi, my dear brother, do you dare to come with me?"
Huang Shang's eyes were determined and he said categorically: "It is about the safety of the Song Dynasty, so of course you have nothing to fear!"
…
After Wu Que and Nightingale tidied up a little, they walked out refreshed and vigorous. Accompanying Huang Shang on the left and right, followed by Murong Fu, the group headed towards the Daxiangguo Temple.
The destination was not the Daxiangguo Temple. He bypassed the temple and came to a luxuriously decorated restaurant.
"Zhuangyuan Building?"
The quality of restaurants in Jingcheng is far higher than that in ordinary counties. Huang Shang has also stayed at Huixian Tower and tasted Zhangjiayuanzi's wine and food, but he has never been here before.
There is no way, the consumption is too high.
How many scholars came here to spend a lot of money just to gain fame. Even though Gusu Murong was rich, he couldn't compare with those scholar-bureaucrats.
As soon as the two of them walked in, a waiter came up to them and handed them something: "Uncle, we have reserved a private room on the third floor in the north."
In the Song Dynasty, store clerks should not be called "Xiaoer" but "Uncle".
For those who don’t know, I thought I was taking advantage, but in fact this is the rule. The guy is still the guy, leading the way.
There were wealthy scholars along the way, many of whom had just finished taking the provincial examinations. The discussion inevitably revolved around the earthquake in the Imperial College, which left lingering fears.
Huang Shang listened, went up to the third floor in the north, and was led into a spacious box.
Each private room in Zhuangyuan Building is unique.
The interior decoration, furniture furnishings and carved patterns on the doors, windows and walls all show originality and are very high-end.
Huang Shang looked at it and nodded secretly.
There are 72 real stores in Beijing, and each of them has its own unique features. If you only rely on a false name, it will be difficult to maintain such popularity.
Everyone sat down, and the doctor of tea, rice and wine, who was also the waiter, came up with fruit and cold dishes.
Since it was winter, hot tea was served.
Wu Que did not order, but waved his hand, and the doctors left. Several pots of sifted wine were brought in and placed in the pots to heat.
Huang Shang then asked: "What are we doing?"
Wuque smiled and said: "Don't worry, Han Qi's son Han Zhongyan is entertaining guests next door."
As if in response to what he said, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out next door, wild and wanton, without caring about anything else.
Huang Shang looked over there.
As the son of the prime minister, Han Zhongyan usually entertained guests at home.
Which scholar would not take it as an honor to enter the prime minister's house?
Only on the day after the provincial examination, in order to seek good luck, did he come to the No. 1 Scholar Building.
Xu Yue found out the private room booked by Han Zhongyan early, spent three times the high price, and used some tricks to book the room next door.
But what is the purpose of doing this?
Wu Que knew that he was confused and made a sideways gesture.
Huang Shang also began to listen.
Although the Zhuangyuan Building is high-end, the sound insulation effect is limited by the times. After all, it cannot be as strict as that of later generations. They also have martial arts skills, so the sound over there is much clearer.
In addition to pointing out the country and writing passionately, he is just spraying Huang Shang.
Some people say that he came from a humble background and refused to hand in his papers during the earthquake because he was risking his life. Others say that he was just showing off to leave a good impression in the eyes of the examiner and gain fame. He was not very knowledgeable and used extraneous tricks to pass the exam.
Huang Shang felt baffled at first.
Who is following whom?
It is said that the protagonist of the plot automatically attracts hatred. When he walks on the road, he will be bumped into by the evil boy, causing a series of troubles.
But he is not the protagonist of the plot, and he lives in seclusion and studies hard, so there is no chance of him becoming enemies with others.
Why are you now acting like a mortal enemy, constantly slandering and attacking?
Nightingale saw Huang Shang frowning slightly and said quickly: "Ignore these losers, they are jealous of you."
Of course Huang Shang knew that this was jealousy, but spreading rumors behind his back was one thing, and it was really uncomfortable to hear it with his own ears.
He is not a saint. He can laugh it off when others slander and attack him. He sneers in his heart and asks: "Are the Xixia spies among them?"
Treason and conspiracy, even if you were convicted of this crime, you would be in serious trouble, and now he very much hoped that the target would be among them.
Wuque and Nightingale misunderstood, thinking that Huang Shang was only focused on the safety of the Song Dynasty and did not care about his own reputation. They exchanged a look and felt that the ancients were really upright and did not show off: "Yes, his name is Cai Jing, and he is
The celebrity in front of Han Zhongyan."
Huang Shang was surprised, he didn't expect to hear this name.
Grand Master Cai Jing and Cai, did you show up so early? Song Renzong is not dead yet!
Before he came to this world, he felt that Song Renzong and Bao Zheng were completely different from Song Huizong and Cai Jing. Only now did he realize that the time span was not that big.
After calming down, Huang Shang asked: "Is the news accurate? Is there any evidence?"
Wuque shook his head: "There is no evidence, it is just speculation at the moment, but it is of great importance and we have to guard against it!"
He stood up and said seriously: "My dear brother, I am from a martial arts background, and I am not favored by the court. There is a plot to harm the master of Xixia this year. If I report it, the officials will not believe it, for fear of missing important events, so I ask my dear brother to take over this important task."