[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

The major event of the country, Zai and Rong, managed to survive a harsh winter. Now that summer is coming, the Spring Festival has only kept up with the pace of the seasons.

The Spring Sacrifice was originally a priest set up to pray for spring plowing. It is said that it can be traced back to the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors thousands of years ago. It stands to reason that it should be undertaken by stepping on the ankles of the cold winter. I live to show that I value it, and I only hate the offspring for being unworthy. Now, this spring sacrifice has been taboo, and it has become a sacrifice in early summer, which has nothing to do with the people of Li who worked hard on the frozen soil in the cold wind.

In this era of etiquette and rules, the Spring Festival is still so majestic and wrong season, and no one is bumped to death on the Golden Luan Hall. It can be seen that today's scholar-bureaucrats are unbearable, and they are no longer full of martial arts.

It was a day when the sky was clear and the weather was warm. The emperor, empress, empress and empresses brought the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, their wives and children to participate in the grand event. They also brought the factory guards and the Imperial College and other institutions out together. The nobles slowly gathered in the north of the city. At first glance, it doesn't look like a spring festival, but it looks like an outing.

People are ranked according to seniority and seniority. Among them, the emperor has the qualification to go to the altar to worship the sky, and the important ministers have the right to kneel in the square outside the altar. Follow the instructions to complete the etiquette, and strive to be the perfect background board.

As for the female relatives, they also have an exclusive occasion. This is a small and comfortable world composed of barriers and screens, and the order here is completely presided over by the queen mother and empress.

The two generations at this age walk together, they are like a pair of sisters, they are exactly the same dignified and noble.

The wives and ladies below bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, while the concubines and maids at the side sat upright, and only the queen and queen mother could speak relatively freely.

"It's hard to get through the winter, and now all kinds of flowers are blooming. The spring panther that I have cultivated for a long time is already in bud, and tomorrow I will give it to my mother to enjoy." The queen has a round face and almond eyes, and she is very gentle and amiable when she smiles, " The best flowers can only be grown at the turn of spring and summer, and when the other side is changed, the flowers in the greenhouse are always a bit less interesting... Today, the Huifeng is breezy, it is really the best time of the year."

The queen mother listened with a smile, and echoed in a low voice when she heard this: "Yes, spring and summer are good times, and good things always happen, and winter is not bad, you can enjoy snow and red plums, but autumn The most annoying thing is that it would be nice if there is no autumn in this year."

The queen's smile faltered. She really didn't expect the empress dowager to say this on the festival day of wishing spring plowing and autumn harvest, but she was also used to the outrageous scenes in the harem, so she restrained her emotions well, and soon Naturally changed the subject: "Even the sages advocate obeying the solar terms, and today I also prepared a small banquet for the occasion. Although it is not very formal, it must not disappoint the spring."

Of course, there is a standard big banquet for the sacrifice. This small banquet was originally just tea for the female relatives, but because the sacrifice lasted for a day, and the big banquet was only for the face, so in order to show consideration for the female relatives, the small banquet gradually developed into a very real one. a meal.

As for the big lady in the harem, being a Xiaoyan is one of the few rights she has, and it is very worthy of attention.

As soon as the queen's voice fell, the maid of honor gave her the courage just right, and the servants at the side handed it to the queen mother. Contrary to the concubines in the harem, there are far more servants serving the empress dowager than maids.

The Empress Dowager took the list and flipped through it roughly, and looked at a row of cooked flowers and grasses. The rare meat was still light river fresh food, which was very uninteresting.

Ever since she left the family temple, Lan Qin's favorite food is big red fish and big meat in thick oil sauce, but it's a pity... It's a pity that her meals are not in her hands.

Whether it's three meals a day or the daily medicated desserts and warm tonics, everything is under the supervision of Yang Duwei of Lushu Guard. This nominal factory guard actually also serves as the imperial doctor, and he is not a layman leading an expert , the guard himself is a master of medical skills.

The empress dowager held the list and was in a daze for a long time. When she came back to her senses, the empress's smile was already a little stiff, so Lan Qin put down the list and said softly: "They are all good dishes. I'm so looking forward to it."

So the two most noble people in the harem looked at each other and smiled. They had a tacit understanding for a long time. Miss her little emperor.

The scene was almost finished, and it was time to socialize downwards. The queen began to mobilize the crowd, so the surrounding atmosphere became a little warmer. Whether it was talking, laughing or singing poems, the manners of the female relatives were very elegant and beautiful. The empress dowager looked at After sitting down this scene, I just feel pleasing to the eye.

Lan Qin thought, yes, spring and summer are good days, countless good things happen in this season, even in winter, there are times that make people happy.

In the light of late spring, she saw her big sister for the first time, and she no longer had to be afraid and fearful, and she bid farewell to Shili Hongzhuang, the most honorable big sister, mother in the world in the evening of early summer...

And in the early spring of that year, she entered the palace in response to the emperor's edict, and met the eldest sister's only son. At that time, His Majesty was so young, but he already had the state of arrogance.

Midsummer...ah, Midsummer is also very good. Xuan'er came to Beijing amidst the sound of cicadas singing. He is the child of the big brother, but he has a look similar to that of the big sister. Such a majestic person wants to protect her... …

In winter, the scene seemed to reappear in her eyes, Xuan'er picked up the plum branches from the snow, the snow he walked on would not leave footprints, it would always look clean and white.

How beautiful, how good, always the same bright and fresh, the general joy and joy...

Unlike autumn, in all the autumns in her life, there was never a good thing happened, and there were only endless bad news.

*

Qi Rendong stood between his so-called classmates, looking at the gentle hills not far away, a little distracted.

You can't see such a delicate scenery in the north of Liaodong. This small hillside gently bulges, with hairpin flowers and grass, fragrant and fragrant, and this young girl is nothing more than that.

Qi Rendong was admiring in his heart, and heard that the students around him had started to recite poems one after another. They all chose this small hillside as the object of scenery description. I have to praise this mountain—this mountain is majestic and majestic.

Qi Rendong:?

A classmate dropped his book bag in a dignified manner, and when he saw Qi Rendong looking at him, he said very reservedly: "Brother Qi, it's such a beautiful scene, don't you write poems?"

The rest of the students responded one after another, saying "this mountain is so mighty", "there should be many in the north"...

Qi Rendong just finds it ridiculous that this group of classmates who think he is a dude actually know how to play with power, but it is a pity that this kind of flattery is particularly awkward, as if they are waiting for him to catch up with each other.

Qi Rendong smiled and said: "You're not right, there probably isn't such a mountain in the Northland."

"It's so short, it's not considered a 'mountain' in the Northland."

Everyone was silent for a moment in embarrassment, and then someone tried to change the subject: "Brother Qi, last night your room was lit all night, so you stayed up all night studying hard—"

Qi Rendong: "Yes, I studied "The Legend of Epiphyllum" all night."

Everyone: "..."

Someone couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "It's an insult to the gentleman! Isn't this book a contraband, why do I still have to buy it—"

Can Qi Rendong not hear this small talk?He then laughed and said: "Of course Qingqing copied it to me stroke by stroke, how can I not keep it close to me."

Everyone began to "disgrace the gentleman" one after another, Qi Rendong just felt bored, holding the "Spring Festival" at this time is a joke, there is Qingming before, there is Shangsi after, this spring festival is like an excuse for a holiday...

But at this moment, surrounded by palace attendants, a hale and hearty old man came forward. He was wearing a eunuch's uniform and smiled kindly: "Young Master Qi, Your Majesty has summoned you."

Qi Rendong recognized at a glance that the old eunuch was Wang Zhong, the emperor's most trusted palace attendant. He had expected the summoning, so he straightened his clothes and followed the old man to leave without being humble. Crossing the thresholds and reaching the towering buildings, this journey from the outside to the inside is like a manifestation of a certain power class. Even Qi Rendong, who doesn't think much of the capital, is so excited.

As soon as Qi Rendong stepped into the main hall of the Temple of Heaven, he saw the king standing on the highest place. This was a tall and handsome young man. He was wearing a sacrificial attire, and he was stepping steadily on the altar, with a smile on his face, as if he was Talking to the Lu Shu Governor Wei on the side.

Although I have seen portraits a long time ago, the Zhu Qiheng on the altar still exceeded Qi Rendong's expectations. He looked like a powerless scholar, completely inconsistent with his father's "deceitful" evaluation...

The brief astonishment slowed down the young man's kneeling, so dozens of eyes fell on Qi Rendong's body. At this moment, he even had the illusion that thousands of arrows pierced his heart.

The number of masters hiding in this hall may have reached a terrifying number, and the most frightening one is undoubtedly Wei Jin beside the altar.

Uncle Lan is not here, where did he go?

Qi Rendong put aside the wild thoughts in his head, took a deep breath, and knelt down firmly on the square brick slab: "Qi Rendong in Youjitai, Liaodong, see Your Majesty."

The scrutiny and defense gazes were respectively restrained, and only the young emperor was left in the huge altar without any restraint.

Zhu Qiheng looked down at the blood of the Qi family in Youjitai, and after a long time, he smiled.

After all, this Liaodong Qi family couldn't hide anymore.

*

Even in Gyeonggi, the gap between different classes is so large that Miao Xuan occasionally has the illusion that the Limin people in this land actually live in the same society , and the geographical difference between each other is only a few dozen miles?

The answer turned out to be yes.

Standing by the embankment, Miao Xuan felt a stench coming from the stagnant water. The silt beside the water had been soaked to a sticky and soft state, and it was unknown how many human and animal corpses and filthy filth had been buried. That's why the smell came out.

In such a place, no matter how many evil spirits are born, it seems that it is not a strange thing.

Not far away, several Qilin guards and their officers were kicking an old man curled up in the mud, while Miao Xuan was fascinated by the muddy river, as if acquiescing to their actions.

Seeing the old man rolling over, Mu Fengyang kicked him away, his face full of disgust for stepping on filth: "The trend is to rob a good family and buy someone else's life to die for him. Isn't that very courageous? Now I'm afraid of becoming a victim." so?"

The man on the side stepped on the man's head, and said bitterly: "And I won't die, I will definitely be able to toss it back and forth a few more times."

Hearing this, the man on the ground began to struggle desperately, but all the meridians in his body had been broken, and the struggle in the mud made him look like a rolling mouse.

It's all like this, and this person is still tenaciously seeking justice, muttering in his mouth that he found the wrong person, just looking at his pitiful appearance, who would have thought that this person would almost become a charm.

"Hey, what are you afraid of?" Xiaoqi, who was the deputy captain, smiled maliciously when he heard the words, "We are all kind people. If you are wronged, you must have good wine and good food. There is a shock reward, who doesn't know that the Qilin Guard is the most impartial in enforcing the law..."

What if it is not wronged?

It must be life is worse than death.

The people in the mud nest let out a weak howl, and Mu Fengyang felt that the place was dirty and smelly, and he couldn't take it anymore, so he waved his hand: "What's the trouble, drag me away! Is it possible that you still have to wait for me to go with you?" Is the West Bureau borrowing instruments of torture?"

All the school lieutenants agreed in unison, the leading flag was not too dirty, he caught the half-dead rat and left, his duty was that he was the key to guarding the prisoners, and he had to take the brothers back to the guard station to return to their orders, procrastinating No, I'm just glad I didn't wear Qilinwei's majestic uniform today, otherwise I would die of heartache after being muddied.

Mu Fengyang watched his subordinates leave, but he couldn't wait to walk to the guard. Today's case is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, the guard is here, otherwise he may not be able to find out the clues.

The cause of everything was that there were traces of evil spirits in the outskirts of the city, so Mu Fengyang, who led the team alone, received an investigation order. He easily found and killed the evil spirits, and he also figured out the ins and outs. The lame old man who was sold was haunted by the tragic death.

If the matter ended here, then this would be a sad but not uncommon case. Unfortunately, the ins and outs of this case are even more shocking, so that the old man who died in vain is only the tip of the iceberg above the water.

Why did the old man die tragically?

Because he was tortured and killed by evil spirits.

Then how could the hard-working and kind-hearted old man all his life end up in this situation?

Because the owner who bought him was to use him to kill his life-they were of the same age and body shape, and this made it difficult for the evil spirits to distinguish.

But in the final analysis, this kind of "resisting life" can only be postponed for a relatively short period of time. After all, evil spirits will only implicate the innocent and will never let go of their obsessions. They will never care about killing the wrong people, even if they really kill them The culprit, most of the evil spirits will continue to get out of control.

This situation is the most dangerous, because the evil spirits have grown to the ability to create new grievances, if left alone, the birth of evil spirits will happen sooner or later.

"Fortunately, the guards are here!" Mu Fengyang was a little thankful, but also a little annoyed, "I almost ignored the cause of the old man's death. I thought it only wanted to take revenge on his son and daughter-in-law."

The evil spirit born in the Gyeonggi area... Just listening to this, one can smell the bloody wind blowing towards the face.

Miao Xuan comforted: "Just be more patient next time. After all, this is your first time leading a case. It's already good to be able to do this."

Mu Fengyang stared at the stone bridge not far away, his ears were red, and he said in a low voice: "I will not let down the high expectations of the guards, you have already anticipated the danger, if I still can't do it well, then How can it be?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan sighed silently. This was a beautiful misunderstanding. He never had any chances to predict the enemy. In fact, he just wanted to find an excuse not to participate in the Spring Festival, so he deliberately chose a task to mess around. The reason why he asked Mu Feng Yang was also worried that the child would have conflicts with his subordinates, but who would have thought that he would bump into the soon-to-be-formed Meimei...

Speaking of the Huichun Festival, the little emperor will most likely summon Qi Rendong today, and will definitely agree to him entering the Golden Crow Guard.

Seeing the silence of the governor and guard, Mu Fengyang vowed in his heart that he would be perfect next time, but he still maintained his reserve on the face, and he counted the aftermath measures one by one: "Collect the corpse to remove the filth, appease the innocent victims, by the way, we must Notify the inspectorate."

One crime involved another crime. It turned out that the murderer, who was hunted down by evil spirits and kept buying people to kill him, was the culprit in another case.

In recent years, the young and beautiful daughters or wives and concubines of wealthy households in the Gyeonggi area have repeatedly disappeared. "Starving to death is a minor issue, but injustice is a major issue." The family almost always used the death of illness as an excuse to explain the disappearance of the victim.

It was not until half a year ago that a father who was willing to treat his daughter as a human being chose to report the crime openly, and this "shame" was revealed.

The suburbs of the capital city occupy a vast area, the population is no less than that of the inner city, and there are quite a few rich and wealthy people, but this kind of large-scale vicious incident involving many victims has been concealed for quite a long time. It's hard to trace back now—

Which family was the first to suffer?Since what year and month?How did the criminal commit the crime?What happened to the woman in distress?

There is no way to know!

The sergeants of the inspection department encountered huge obstacles when searching for evidence, not to mention that there were many nobles inside and outside the capital. Under such circumstances, it became extremely difficult to find the real culprit.

Who would have imagined that the bad news would come so quickly, the bitterness and hatred of the woman who died in vain condensed into a demon chasing the murderer.

The wronged soul of the lame old man was indeed beheaded by Mu Fengyang, but the evil spirit that followed him died at the hands of Miao Xuan. After erasing the evil spirit, he knew its origin, and finally the case was solved.

Mu Fengyang reported the aftermath plan, and he encountered such a thing when he presided over the investigation for the first time. Fortunately, the case was successfully solved, and he only blamed himself for not being able to perform better, so that Governor Wei Gao could take a look: "It seems This case can be closed, and I will not miss any clues next time."

"There is no end." Miao Xuan interrupted Mu Fengyang, recalling what he saw after killing the evil spirit, "No, the source of the evil spirit is indeed those poor women, but they are not all captured by the wicked Abducted, there are other origins..."

Mu Fengyang was startled: "You mean—"

"Then I'm afraid it will involve the nobles' back houses." Miao Xuan sighed, and looked away from the dead river, "The real difficulty is yet to come."

*

Miao Xuan and Mu Fengyang left the river beach. Outside the river beach is a pile of disgraceful buildings. This is not a village, at most it can only be regarded as a gathering area for tenants and low-class people. If you come today, I will leave tomorrow, and you will never find them again. A peaceful family.

The trafficker would choose this kind of place to hide, in addition to wanting to avoid the limelight, it was also for the convenience of finding a substitute - he was already poor, and he could only find a substitute in this kind of place.

The two walked into the small tavern by the river beach one after the other. The scene had already been cleared, and only the people related to the case were left. Apart from Qilin Wei Xiaowei who stayed here, there was also a young girl and an old man. The owner of the tavern and the proprietress huddled behind the wine table side by side.

The girl stood behind the old man with her head bowed, and the old man was pulling his erhu in a spirited manner. He didn't seem to be afraid, so he babbled and played his piano, chanting words intermittently.

"...Thunder God and Lightning Mother Juanyun come, the underfoot is the underworld..."

Mu Fengyang was thinking about what Lan Xuan said, but when he heard the music, he felt the tune was familiar. He listened carefully to the words, and then flew into a rage.

What can this singing be, or the lingering "Crying Unicorn"!

Mu Fengyang was about to yell at him sharply, but the girl behind the old man suddenly raised her head, which startled Mr. Mu. There were six horizontal and vertical scars on the girl's face, each of which was as wide as a finger. It is the old scars, and apart from the scars, her original face is also very ugly, with sallow skin, crooked nose and slanted eyes, gapped lips, showing the crooked front teeth.

Although he knew that the girl was not beautiful, our honorable Mr. Mu had never seen such an ugly person before. He did not hide his astonishment and disgust at all. This gaze made the girl flinch for a moment, but then she raised her head again and straightened her eyes. He saluted the two of them solemnly and thanked them: "I thank you two generals, the nobles' life-saving grace, it is difficult for our father and daughter to repay the knot of grass."

The girl's voice is as beautiful as an oriole, which is really nice, and her etiquette is very standard, which is not something a village girl can learn.

It's a pity that while the daughter was saluting, the father was still pulling his broken erhu, and continued to sing in a ridiculous tone: "The world is a melting pot, and everything is copper. You know that there is justice in the world, but you don't know..."

Mu Fengyang raised his brows upside down, and probably wanted to say something unpleasant, but Miao Xuan immediately stopped him, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid this old man has gone crazy."

Mu Fengyang was taken aback, and the girl lowered her head: "Responding to my lord's words, Dad went crazy ten years ago, but he still remembers playing the piano, so I played and sang together with Dad to make a living."

Just looking at her age, ten years ago this girl was at most five or six years old, she was just a girl, and she survived with her lunatic father. No one dared to lie in front of Jin Yiwei, and Mr. Mu was also very surprised. Then which pot does not open and which pot is lifted: "Then what about the scar on your face?"

Girl: "It was for three years when I sang and sang. After that, I will be able to scare people like this."

After all, it is false to scare people, otherwise the trafficker would not have made plans for this crazy father when he was desperate. Fortunately, Qilin Wei intervened at this time, and the girl had the courage to take her crazy father to actively cooperate. You can also get a few rewards.

Mu Fengyang wanted to say something else, but Miao Xuan gave him a stern look as a warning, and then asked: "I have read your statement, you said you heard some outrageous things from that sinner?"

The young girl's ability to perceive words and expressions was about the same as that of Wei Biao, and she understood what Miao Xuan meant when she heard it, so she lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, he once said the most outrageous sentence—"When I was in the palace, '."

After a pause, the girl added: "I think that some words of this hopeless man are always believable."

Mu Fengyang's complexion darkened, but Miao Xuanze thought that it was true. The phantom of the ghost when the evil spirit passed away pointed directly at the courtyard of the back house, and there is only one palace in the capital.

In other words, this prisoner is probably inseparable from the present King An Le.

Miao Xuan quickly went through the confession, and then asked: "Excuse me, where did your father come from before, and where is your mother?"

With such standard etiquette and such logical words, this girl does not look like an uneducated poor daughter, and she is literate, which is too rare.

The girl answered honestly: "As for the adults, I was picked up by my father from this river. I don't know who my biological parents are. We migrated from Luozhou. I have nowhere to find out the past. Only my father picked me up." Before he went mad...he was a scholar, he said."

In this era of knowledge monopoly, those who can afford to read are only those with small family fortunes. Even if they fail to obtain fame, they must be respected. Literacy itself is a great talent.

Mu Fengyang stared at the dirty and smelly old man who was playing the strings, and couldn't help being surprised: "How can scholars be reduced to such a situation?!"

Girl: "I vaguely remember that when my father was not crazy, he also raised a few righteous brothers and sisters, and taught a few disciples, and then everyone dispersed."

Mu Fengyang: "..."

Rao Mu Fengyang didn't know what to say, why didn't the righteous sister's disciples serve the elders?Why did the little girl wander around with her father for hundreds of miles?No matter what the reason is, there must be endless misery and suffering hidden in it, and one can guess one or two without looking at the specific information.

Miao Xuan also sighed, and said to the little captain at the side: "You send this father and daughter to Old Tang, he knows what to do."

This is to take them in and protect them. The little captain understood and agreed immediately. Seeing the girl panicked, Miao Xuan explained to her: "I have a job of sweeping and taking care of young children here. Would you like to bring your father with you? "

The girl was overjoyed, and immediately knelt down to thank her, but she only felt a gust of air softly lift her up, and she stood up again inexplicably, before she could do another obeisance, she just heard the fairy-like adult in front of her ask: "What are you doing?" I agreed, are you not afraid that we have bad intentions?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "My lord, we are singers. We were arrested a few days ago to sing in a big stage show. I thought we would never come back, but I didn't expect to earn your bounty."

Miao Xuan: "..."

It turns out that this is the case, it seems that the luck of the father and daughter is really bad, and they encounter unreasonable disasters one after another.

But this sounds nice, but it's really helpless. The father and daughter can't refuse the fate that befalls them. They can't resist the Western Bureau, and they can't refuse the Qilin Guard. They are satisfied with such protection.

Miao Xuan didn't ask the girl's name, just nodded at her, then turned and left. The next thing was left to Mu Fengyang, who still had to investigate the Wangfu case.

Apart from this nasty case, investigating the Anle Palace may also provide clues to the target. With the two treacherous cases of extermination of evil spirits in front and the secretive Zhu Zhao royal family behind, could it be that his Anle Palace is Can stay out of it?

Miao Xuan strode across the threshold, and the faint playing and singing came from behind. The old man was tearing the same aria back and forth with a hoarse and vicissitudes of life voice.

"...Laughing at the world, murdering and setting fire to the golden belt, paving bridges and building roads without corpses..."

*

Spring is good, the turn of spring and summer is really the best time of the year.

For this point, Pixiu Governor Wei also agrees, the weather is warm, the vegetation grows, and everything will have more vitality, which is completely opposite to autumn and winter.

When it is cold, the wound is less prone to inflammation and suppuration.

The guard Pixiu looked sideways at the sunlight outside the window. Looking at the sky, the Spring Festival is coming to an end. His Majesty the Emperor should be on his way back to the palace now. I don’t know if the Empress Dowager took her medicine on time today. Even if it takes a day, all previous efforts will be wasted, so be careful.

He sighed, feeling sorry for his overtime and worrying.

This empress dowager is really too squeamish, she can't stand any pain, even if she takes blood, she can faint, far inferior to His Majesty's biological mother, I hope she doesn't go crazy immediately.

Pixiu Duwei sighed one after another, feeling extremely embarrassed, the hair and saliva have no effect, and I don't know whether it is insufficient or ineffective...

The best ones are of course blood and meat, but this is too difficult.

If you want to get Lanxuan's blood, I'm afraid Wei Jin will have to do it, but the Western Bureau has already started plotting to eradicate the two guards of the Lu, Shu, and Brave, so he definitely can't come forward to discuss cooperation.

His Majesty has to come down again.

Once such a thing is done, the little emperor will definitely not save his life, but it doesn't matter, as long as he can see the results, even if he dies, he will have no regrets...

Well, this is probably what those sour scholars said, "It's okay to die at night after hearing the Tao", right?

Thinking of this, Duwei Pixiu put down the handle of the knife in his hand, and began to scrub his hands carefully.

Alas, they are required to fill in the crimes committed by the old Zhu's family one by one. This is truly a royal style.

*

At the end of the Spring Festival, Mu Fengyang returned to the guard with the excitement of handling a major case. After many speculations and proofs, Landu Wei submitted the evidence and obtained the emperor's permission, and he was about to personally explore the Anle Palace. The discoverer, of course, must accompany him.

The emergence of evil spirits in the Gyeonggi area is a top priority, even if it is only possible, it is worth paying attention to. In contrast to evil spirits and evil spirits, human trafficking has become a trivial matter, so that the Land Guard had to focus on the former when reporting , so that the little emperor decreed to agree.

However, Mu Fengyang didn't care much about these trivial and complicated matters. What he really cared about was tomorrow's investigation. Just looking at the map, the Anle Palace occupies a small area, and it is far inferior to his Southern Dian Palace. Jing Xiaoqi's restraint is inevitable, how can he compare with his beautiful peaks and forests in southern Yunnan?

After all, it is in the Gyeonggi area. Apart from the emperor and his palace, no matter what status he has, he has to live in those square courtyards, not to mention that King Anle is just a vain prince...

When the governor visited his house back then, he also personally said that there are outstanding people in southern Yunnan, so the governor must have looked down on this so-called Anle Palace.

Speaking of which, the Lan's Cuifei Building is actually not bad, but there are almost no people living there, and the grass is overgrown, and the guards don't care much, and live in the Qilin guards on their own.

When Mu Fengyang crossed the threshold of the guard house, he suddenly had the illusion of visiting the guard's house. The structure of the guard house was rough and simple. He looked at the ancient gate and thought involuntarily, next time he will bring potted flowers. It's a good time to grow flowers, what should I choose for the governor——

"How will you be here?!"

Mu Fengyang's footsteps froze. He stared at someone who logically shouldn't be in the courtyard of the guard. He couldn't believe it: "This is the inner courtyard of the Qilin Guard. No one who has nothing to do will retreat!"

In this empty courtyard, a tall and straight young man was standing in front of a bare flower bed. The weather is warm now, but he is wearing a thick cloak. Under the white leather is a dark red cloud brocade robe. What's rare is that he doesn't look bloated at all in his clothes, but looks like a tree in the wind.

"Oh, it's Brother Mu." The young man glanced at him, and smiled politely, "You're also on duty."

Who else could it be, the lingering Qi Rendong, only this time he stepped into Qilin Guard's guard, which is... the place where the guards live.

Anger rose in Mu Fengyang's heart, as if someone else had set foot in his territory, and just as he was about to say something, a familiar voice came from behind: "Fengyang, Xiao Qi is now a thousand households of Jinwuwei, today he Come with us to Anle Palace, escort the imperial decree, supervise and investigate the case."

Mu Fengyang turned sideways: "Guardian!"

This time, Miao Xuan didn't deliberately step up his steps, and arrived at the courtyard without a sound.

Qi Rendong also saw the person coming, his smile immediately became sincere, not only started to look at the person, but also naturally ignored the shogun who was between them, he only softened his tone, and said softly: "Uncle Lan, Why do you call me 'Xiao Qi', it sounds really natural."

Mu Fengyang:? !

Is this still a man? How can he say such a thing?Hehe, a fledgling kid actually got the position of a thousand households (two ranks higher than a certain Mu surname Baihu).

"Silver Vine..." Miao Xuan laughed, and then explained, "Jinyiwei's work still requires a clear distinction between public and private, so don't be too lax. It's fine to call it whatever you want in ordinary times, but it's more formal when you're doing business for the public."

Qi Rendong accepted it as soon as he saw it, and said sternly: "What you said is that I am messing around because of my intimacy, Governor, I have already prepared the files and put them all in the library. Please come with me. The structure of Prince Anle's Mansion is very special..."

In fact, Miao Xuan had studied the architectural drawings of the palace for a long time, but seeing Qi Rendong eager to prove his expertise, he smiled and encouraged him: "The preparations were done well, so let's go and have a look."

The two walked towards the library together, leaving Mu Fengyang standing alone. He silently watched their backs, and there was an intimate conversation like an uncle and nephew in his ears——

"Guwei, does my uniform fit well? I have always felt that the dark red of the Golden Crow Guard is not as calm and steady as the dark green of the Qilin Guard, but it is better than the black of Lu Shu and the white of Pixiu."

"Really? But I think the four-color brocade clothes are very good-looking, there is no comparison, and you look very energetic from the upper back, but now the weather is so warm, you still wear this kind of coat..."

"Gu Wei, my Xuan Xu Order has been cultivated to the point of survival, not afraid of cold and heat, father is exaggerating, you don't know how many sets of cloaks he has."

"No, I can probably guess that he has been particular about it since he was a child... I think, uh, it's better not to learn this from your father..."

……

Mu Fengyang stared at the backs of the two people who were gradually going away, and kept a precious silence until they disappeared at the door of the library.

*

Of course, it is impossible for there to be only three people in the investigation of the palace. Miao Xuan pulled his team as always, and drove to the front of the palace after completing a series of pre-work. Afterwards, he very smoothly frightened the people of the palace with Jin Yiwei's vicious name. , guards, eunuchs, maids, etc. met the crowd, and finally met King Anle who came to greet him in person.

An Le Wang is already old, but he looks very decent, he looks like a wealthy scholar, although he doesn't wear any gold and jade decorations, and his clothes are quite clean and elegant, but just look at his white and fat skin and the delicate and soft side of his body. As a soft beauty, you know that he is the "King of Peace" as he really is.

King Anle's attitude towards Qilinwei was very respectful, and he was probably frightened by the extermination case of the Liaodong Palace. Like some ministers who love to speculate, he probably thought that the King of Liaodong was killed by the Jinwuwei, and His Majesty the Emperor even cleaned it up in order to cover people's eyes and ears. The Golden Crow Guards who were carrying out their missions, so now these Qilin Guards coming to the door are repeating their old tricks...

Miao Xuan didn't care what the old man thought of, he expressed his attitude of searching forcefully, Wang Anle is indeed an old prince who hangs around in the capital, he knows the rules, although his face is ugly, he didn't push back, which is very (un)happy ( have to) quickly (not) agree.

This is Jin Yiwei's detective case, no matter how much you resist, you will not be able to escape its due ending——

As early as Miao Xuan beheaded the evil spirit born of a woman's unjust soul, the Anle Palace could not escape this catastrophe, and the reason why he felt "this matter is difficult" at that time was because if he continued to investigate, he would have to Startled the little emperor.

Thinking of this, Miao Xuan glanced at Qi Rendong who was beside him. This child was apparently the upstart hand-picked by the little emperor, and even let him assume the duty of supervision, but this was not a good thing.

If you want to take it, you must give it first. No one understands this truth better than Zhu Qiheng. He will put all the opportunities to make contributions in front of Qi Rendong, just like the former emperor's kindness to the Lan family, and he will praise Qi. , and then, it was time for him to collect the reward...

Of course, Miao Xuan believed that the act of dispatching supervisors also meant to warn Qilin Wei, but since the young emperor became an adult, Miao Xuan didn't care much about this big cousin. There is Empress Dowager Lanqin.

When Miao Xuan first learned about the immoral behavior of these two people, his whole body was numb. He tactfully asked the empress dowager if she couldn't help herself, and then Lan Qin told him very bluntly—"It's okay to take care of your majesty like this." , I am very happy."

Miao Xuan looked suggestively at the Little Emperor's full-stacked Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, and then looked at Lanqin in confusion, but the queen mother naturally misunderstood, she explained gently—"They won't say anything, No one dares to bully me, and the emperor is here."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Afterwards, Lan Qin gave a knowing blow, and said shyly, "I want to take care of Xuan'er, too."

Miao Xuan fled immediately, and unexpectedly was summoned by the little emperor the next day. The elder cousin even joked, "Cousin, are you going to let down your mother's wishes like this?"

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan's silence didn't stop the little bastard. Instead, he seemed to have discovered something interesting: "I guess...cousin still doesn't understand? It doesn't matter, we can teach you."

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan declined immediately, and never mentioned these things again, just um, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, I don't care anyway.

During the moment when Miao Xuan was absent-minded for a while, the captains of Qilinwei rushed out like wolves, and swept every corner of the palace with the posture of raiding the house, from the gold bars of the old prince's private room to the needles and threads of the little maid. , not letting go of anything.

After all, it is a royal mansion, which covers a considerable area and involves complex personnel. The search lasted for about a whole day and night. All suspicious things were registered and collected in the big garden, waiting for the review of the superior. The important task of Xiang Layan was handed over to Almighty Old Tang (Tang Tongzhi: Sir Governor Wei?), and he went around the mansion to find the problem.

The great nobles of this dynasty all know the truth of the Three Caves of the Rabbit very well, including King Anle, of course, but all other properties related to King Anle have been liquidated equally, leaving only the palace untouched, no matter what secrets they have , will be hidden in the palace.

This secret is completely a display in front of Miao Xuan, and his small map of mental power directly exposes everything.

"Lord Lan..."

As if he couldn't see the chaos in his own courtyard, King Anle moved to Miao Xuan's side without any embarrassment. From his expression to his tone, everything was respectful and kind, just right: "Qilin Guard has worked hard on the case, and this time I will trouble you again. I have a thank you-"

Miao Xuan didn't want to pay attention to him, interrupted: "Thank you, I don't need it."

King Anle's expression twisted for a moment, then he glanced reluctantly at the beautiful concubine beside him, and finally said with a painful face: "Well, except for the old wife and the dog's daughter-in-law, please leave the rest of the children alone. "

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan once again had an intuitive feeling about his bad reputation, but he had to say that King An Le was able to say such things at a cost. For example, the one he brought was his favorite concubine at a glance. Concubine, the beauty of appearance makes people forget the vulgarity.

According to Qilinwei's information, King Anle has only one eldest son and no daughter, but there are a lot of concubines in the backyard. Although it is very common in this era to marry wives and concubines, the two Father and son do not distinguish between concubines, which also violates the moral standards of this era.

It's just that they hid their secrets very well. On the surface, they said that they only married one regular wife in this life, and they also said that the husband and wife were deeply affectionate and single-minded. Therefore, the reputation of King Anle and his son among the scholars in the capital was not bad. A refined and positive person.

Information flashed through Miao Xuan's mind, and before he had time to refuse again, the concubine behind King An Le knelt down tearfully: "Nu Nu doesn't want to leave the prince!"

The old prince's face suddenly changed drastically. The fake pained expression before was extremely fake before this real pretending to be calm. He kicked away the concubine Ji who was kneeling beside him: "I don't know what to praise, Mr. Lan , I'll-"

"Clear the field." Miao Xuan didn't have any superfluous reaction to this. He just turned his head and said to the school captain beside him, "The prince and the county king can stay, and those who have nothing to do will retreat."

The captain got the order, and immediately came to a set of efficient garden cleaning. In the blink of an eye, only Qilinwei and Anle Wang and his son were left in the field. Miao Xuan looked sideways at the garden, and decided to respect the master first: " How to open the underground building of the palace?"

The father and son were horrified together, they didn't expect that Jin Yiwei had discovered the secret hidden in the ground!Obviously, they only entrusted their cronies to handle these matters, but they still leaked the secret unexpectedly.

King Anle smiled and said, "What are you talking about? There is no underground palace in our mansion, but there are several cellars and ice cellars, which have been searched by all the adults."

The prince also responded, and wanted to change the subject: "Yes, Mr. Wei, I was deceived by that thief and accidentally bought a woman from a good family..."

Miao Xuan sighed: "Is that so, then there is no other way."

Hearing what he said, the two father and son couldn't help but get lucky again. The entrance of the small underground palace is extremely secret, and the way to enter is also very difficult. Only their father and son know the way to enter and exit. Without His Majesty's clear order, Jin Yiwei can't torture them to extract a confession. As the last bloodline of the clan, they still have room to struggle.

But before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, King Anle was astonished to see Na Lanxuan pull out the broad knife from his back.

Lan Xuan is the number one expert inside and outside Gyeonggi, this is a fact that many people know, but looking at the court today, few people have seen him make a move.

This unicorn guard is not like a factory guard at all, but like a half-worldly expert. He always carries the three silent magic weapons on his back. It is not until today that King Anle has seen the broad swords among them.

This is really a beautiful knife.

It is emerald green and full-bodied, like a huge piece of emerald, with scales carefully carved out in order, and a green-gold round gem is inlaid at the joint of the hilt and blade. , the word "Heaven" appeared vaguely.

The handsome man held the magnificent sword horizontally, which should have been a pleasing sight, but as the broad sword was drawn out, King An Le felt that his whole body was heavy and hard to conceal, as if he had sunk into the bottom of the deep sea, and the nameless fear made him gasp. Out of breath, he collapsed against the wall as soon as his legs gave way.

Miao Xuan gently stroked the unicorn knife in his hand, without turning his head, he said, "It's so strange, you always like to make some palaces underground to hide things."

"Whether it's Lan's mansion or the Liaodong Palace, your Anle Palace is still the same, even..."

Before he finished speaking, he had turned his wrist sideways and pressed down vertically in the blink of an eye. This movement was very restrained, the arc was so small that it didn't even disturb his sleeves, but the energy of this knife was as strong as a mountain. Falling vertically, a thick emerald green shadow fell down verdantly, and disappeared like a blue rainbow——

"Crack."

The stone ground at Miao Xuan's feet cracked, and a gap three palms wide and nine feet long opened on the ground. The gap was square and square, as if carved out neatly. Go, the deep underground chamber is exposed to the scorching sun.

King An Le's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

*

For Prince Anle's Mansion, Miao Xuan didn't need the entrance and exit if he wanted to check the underground palace. Anyway, the ground was as thin as a piece of paper in front of his eyes. The full three-dimensional mini-map brought by his mental power detection had already exposed the palace The secret, his small map is surrounded by many small yellow dots that do not have corresponding population on the ground, which means that there are many living people gathered underground.

The underground palace was exposed, so there was nothing to hide. The Qilin guards skillfully opened up this hidden place, fished out many half-dead women from it, and arrested many guards who maintained order and executed punishments.

Qilinwei didn't care about rescue, but because he had dealt with many similar matters, the reliable old Tang could always find a professional team. Miao Xuan felt relieved to leave the aftermath to him, and re-inspected the underground buildings of the palace himself.

Looking at the crime scene, Miao Xuan could almost guess what Prince An Le and his son had done.

They use various methods to harm the selected victims, but they don't come forward in person, but are carried out by their subordinates, and they themselves appear as good people.

Under the well-prepared and ingenious deception, the deceased naturally recorded the hatred on the head of the executor. If evil spirits were really born here, then the father and son of the palace only need to abandon a few subordinates, and the rest of the troubles are their own. The Gyeonggi guards will deal with it, and there will be no trouble contaminating them.

The evidence that was constantly being found also supported Miao Xuan's speculation. He flipped through the list handed over by Tang Tongzhi and fell silent.

In fact, Miao Xuan has handled many similar cases.

For example, a well-known monk temple in the countryside privately plunders innocent women; Most of them are slavery and exploitation, tax evasion by concealing land; there are caravans of people who are robbed, and then bought mines, secret houses or homes... Whether it is the victim or the perpetrator, they all seem to have exactly the same face.

These things can be talked about for three days and three nights, and the ones that can be dealt with by Miao Xuan are all major cases that have already produced bitter fruits and are entrenched by evil spirits. If you really have to count them carefully, I don’t know if you can count the similar sufferings in this world.

Miao Xuan's silence was actually surprised by King Anle's father and son's understanding of evil spirits. The father and son actually successfully deceived themselves and the palace from the target of revenge. No wonder the traffickers in the previous case knew to find a substitute. It seems to be traceable.

But it was because of this understanding that Miao Xuan felt even more curious.The father and son didn't raise housekeepers, but did it by themselves. They couldn't practice martial arts, but they knew a lot about evil spirits, and they seemed to be very experienced.

Not only that, many details of this case revealed weirdness, such as King An Le's excessive fear and vigilance, and for example, he seemed to have expected the emergence of evil spirits from the very beginning.

This is very contradictory. Even if a prince has such a cruel hobby, he doesn't need to build an underground palace to hide it. In this rotten world, he can directly toss in his backyard.

For King Anle, exposing this kind of incident will not bring him much punishment. After all, no matter how many innocent victims they kill, what they need to bear is "three fine wines", at most it is a bad reputation , Cut off diplomatic relations with those "noble" and "farming-study" families—anyway, these families pretended to disdain the royal relatives and relatives on the surface.

In this Gyeonggi, the only thing that can really scare King Anle is the royal family.

But why should he be afraid? Could it be that the little emperor has a sense of justice?Does he seem to be someone who will stand up for the grassroots like duckweed?

It must not be.

So what King Anle was afraid of was something else, which was inseparable from the royal family and was enough to damage the interests of the little emperor.

Miao Xuan stopped behind a wall. He looked at the instruments of torture in front of him and had some bad associations in his mind.

*

The big case was solved, and the crime of almost incubating the evil spirit was put on the head of King Anle. The emperor was furious, and severely punished his relatives of the same clan and blood, greatly upholding justice, and in a short time set up an establishment in front of the common people in the capital. The image of the blue sky and white sun.

As the handler of the case, everyone from the Qilin Guard to the Inspection Division received rewards. Among them, Qi Rendong received the most rewards. His income even surpassed that of the Qilin Guard Commander.

Mu Fengyang, who was promoted to a lower level, was heartbroken by this unfair treatment, and returned to his mansion in the capital with resentment.

As a young prince of the royal family who is not short of money, of course he has his own house. Although it is quite simple in his opinion, compared with most of the houses in the capital, it is already indescribably rich and luxurious.

The housekeeper greeted him eagerly, holding a thick envelope in his hand: "Master, there is a letter from home!"

"Give it to me quickly." Mu Fengyang's gloomy mood finally got better, he was not in a hurry to change clothes, and started to read the family letters one by one. Although it is also a noble family, the Diannan Palace is much more harmonious than the Anle Palace. There is nothing dirty about it, everyone is working together to protect southern Yunnan and defend the border as the family mission.

The envelope was very thick, and all the literate people in the whole family wrote letters to this young man from Beidiao, from the elderly prince, grandfather, princess and grandmother to parents, siblings, and even a nephew who had gone to school for several years And the newly opened niece.

Mu Fengyang read it cherishingly, and the depression in his heart had long since dissipated. He gathered the letters and took out the letter paper, and the caring butler had already prepared pens and inks for him——Mu Fengyang did not have a personal attendant by his side. People, the servants in the family are also very streamlined, although they are not as easy-going as Landuwei, but compared to nobles of the same class, they are already quite simple.

In the letter, Mu Fengyang generally summarized what he had seen and heard this month, reported his safety as always, and showed off the several major cases he participated in in a very relaxed tone, and added a little bit to his role in solving cases and rescuing people. The role played--that's just a little bit, at most he is the number one officer under Landuwei.

In the end, Mu Fengyang mentioned in his letter to his grandfather the "Chiyang Fire Spectrum" that they practiced in the Mu family.

This is a big problem that Mu Fengyang can't figure out. Obviously his internal strength is better than Qi Rendong's, but the two are evenly matched in battle. Mu Fengyang doesn't think his skills and strength are flawed, but It is a gap that can only be realized through fighting, and he hopes to get his grandfather's guidance.

In the world of martial arts, there are huge differences between different exercises, and this gap is very indescribable. For example, for a person with a special physique, there may only be a certain exercise that is suitable for him, so for him It is said that this exercise is the only first-class in the world, and the rest are toilet paper; and some people can improve rapidly in everything, which takes into account the upper limit of exercises and the cost of cultivation; It is a minority, and most people are about the same, so there are more things to consider, from teachers to auxiliary materials, everything is knowledge...

But in general, if comprehensive consideration is given to indicators such as the degree of suitability, the degree of danger of practice, the power of exercises, etc., then there is indeed a public-recognized distinction between good and bad exercises. , "Jasper Fu", "Cangshui Mingyue Song" and "Bixi Stele" by Zhu Zhao's royal family are the best.

Under the four-piece set of the founding of the country, Mu's "Chiyang Huopu" is of course only ranked second, but the blood of the Mu family determines that they are the best match for "Chiyanghuopu". Because he has not yet reached the level of knowing why he knows why, so he doesn't know the reason, just copy and practice, and he has to ask the elders in the family when he encounters difficulties-although Landuwei is powerful, but he knows the secret of Mu's kung fu. But know nothing.

After writing the letter, Mu Fengyang breathed a sigh of relief, but he was inevitably a little melancholy. The more he stayed in Gyeonggi, the more he felt that this place was restrained and depressing. Nowhere in this world is as good as southern Yunnan.

After all, he is a young man, this kind of vague melancholy disappeared soon, and Mu Fengyang rekindled his fighting spirit, how could a man not travel all over the world! .seven

When he has made great achievements, please confer the official position of a feudal official, and then return to his hometown with honor. If he can still support the Lan Duwei, that would be even better.

*

Royal Palace.

After promulgating the processing order, the righteous little emperor received a confession letter from his uncle, which was written in such a humble and humble way, it was a pity that all his efforts were in vain.

Zhu Qiheng threw away the book in his hand, and laughed softly: "King An Le, he did such a thing again, I thought he had learned a lesson, really, he is not afraid of turning his descendants into monsters... oh , I forgot, he won't have any more grandchildren."

"It's really pitiful. I only learned superficially, but I'm not willing to accept my fate." Zhu Qiheng sighed with compassion, "I don't care what they want to do, they should just startle Lan Qing—"

"Cousin has always been an alert and vigilant person, Duwei Yang, tell me, did he guess it?"

The Commander of the Lushu Guards stood beside the emperor with his head bowed, his straight face showed no expression, his identity would only honestly provide information and retell the facts, and he would never have any "own" point of view .

Zhu Qiheng really doesn’t need anyone’s opinions and suggestions at this time. He is a very self-centered person, and no one can change his decision, whether it’s Lu Shu and Pixiu’s supervisors, or Wei Jin of the Western Bureau. These outstanding people in all aspects are no different from objects in his eyes.

The young manager of the empire has a very simple judgment standard. Those who can be controlled by him are equivalent to the utensils around him, and those who cannot be controlled by him are the defective dirt that must be wiped away.

Therefore, when facing his subordinates, Zhu Qiheng has no malice or good intentions, only indifference when he dominates his possessions, and because these "objects" can be cast repeatedly, he doesn't even need to cherish them too much, as long as he pays attention to them at any time. Wear levels and replacements are fine.

So what about Lan Xuan and Lan Qin, because they have the same blood flowing, are they considered "human beings"?

Of course not.

In Zhu Qiheng's cognition, the concept of "person" is basically the same as "demon", "artifact" and "animal". Lan Xuan... Ah, Lan Xuan is even more precious.

It is a good thing that is unique in the world, no matter how difficult it is to forge, even if it is to be used, it must be cherished and cherished, and it will make people feel distressed if there is a slight gap.

"Even if I haven't guessed the truth yet, Lan Qing has already noticed the clue." Zhu Qiheng thought so, and smiled again, "It's so strange, but I kind of expect him to look like when he finds out the truth."

In all likelihood, you have to run away again, right?Or choose to kill him...

Yes, there is indeed a bondage between the royal family and the three major sects, but there is an exception to this bondage, which is the "dead remonstrance".

Zhu Qiheng sighed sadly, then calmed down and asked, "Where is Wei Jin already?"

The governor of Lu and Shu immediately gave the answer: "The cloud environment in southern Yunnan."

"Yunjing? It seems to be very close to Fengluan Valley." Zhu Qiheng can accurately construct the terrain in his mind without looking at the map, just as he knows every official in the court, " Be ready to issue an edict at any time, let the new governor arrive soon, I don't want any accidents to happen on the southern Yunnan border in Dazhao, let the Ministry of War...let Song Wo of the Ministry of War go."

The Lushu governor led the order to leave, Zhu Qiheng casually crushed the pastry in his hand, sprinkled it on the corridor, and was pecked by the birds. He just looked down at the birds flying back and forth with a gentle expression.

Waiting is also a wonderful experience, and there are not many things left in this world that can make him wait so willingly and patiently.

In the midst of chirping birds, Wang Zhong quietly turned out from the back of the corridor: "Your Majesty, the boys have sent a message, and the Lan Duwei has arrived at the gate of the palace."

So Zhu Qiheng laughed and cursed affectionately: "Then what are you waiting for, why don't you go to meet him?"

Wang Zhong stepped back with a smile, the heavy curtains were opened and closed silently, and the fresh breeze blew from the lake, turning around in front of the heavy curtains again.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded from the wooden corridor in the distance. This was Lan Xuan's deliberately heavy voice, in order to remind him that he was coming.

Lan Xuan did not know how many people had given such gentle treatment.

This cousin of his is too indifferent. Although he chose to protect him because of blood relationship and friendship, he is unwilling to change his position. How can people bear such an indifferent appearance?

Zhu Qiheng turned his head sideways, looked at the tall and straight figure behind the curtain, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "Lan Qing, you are here."