[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

When Su Jixian returned to his seat, Guo Ziyi had already arrived, and the two greeted each other without saying anything more.

The tea on the table was cold and another pot was replaced, and new cakes were served. When the banquet was supposed to start, An Lushan, who was the protagonist of the dust-cleaning banquet, never came, nor did he hear any news.

The officials who were still chatting gradually calmed down, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Su Jixian held the teacup and drank the tea slowly. The freshly brewed tea was very hot, and his fingertips were slightly reddish.

Then he put the teacup on the table, and the base of the teacup made a crisp sound when it knocked against the solid wood table. It was clear and abrupt in the quiet main hall, and even many people's hearts jumped violently due to the knock.

"My national teacher is not well. It looks like I can't wait for Mr. An to come to the banquet." He stood up propping up the table, and spread out his clothes on the cushion like a deep purple lotus, and they were gathered as he stood, glowing. The dark robe brushed over the embroidered gold cushion like running water, and swayed and stuck to his body, "Farewell."

His voice was mocking and indifferent according to Yun Jing's standard, and he was so arrogant that he didn't care if he left the banquet at this time and slapped An Lushan across the face.

"Wait a minute, National Teacher!" Shi Chaoyi got up quickly, and stretched out his hand to stop him, "Master An hastened into the capital and was very tired. The hot springs will relieve fatigue, so he will naturally soak in the pool for a while. Besides, all the lords are invited to the banquet. Sir An naturally needs to take good care of it, so as not to be inappropriate and rude to you adults, I think you adults can understand."

Su Jixian lowered his eyes, glanced at the arm lying in front of him, and sneered, "Oh? After soaking in the pool for so long, no matter how tired he should be, right? Or did he drown in the pool? Li, you’re not a woman, but you still want hairpins, hairpins, eyebrows and lip balm?"

"National teacher be careful! Anda..."

"My national teacher really wants to ask." He turned his head to look at Shi Chaoyi, the line of his slightly raised jaw was tense, and it outlined a dizzying arc from his chin to his neck, and it sank into his collar. Yes, who do you want to show off to?"

Shi Chaoyi frowned, and when he was about to speak, his arms were pushed away. Su Jixian strode out of the main hall, and his figure quickly disappeared among the vermilion pillars.

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengen also stood up, casually smoothed out the folds of his clothes, and said, "I will also take a step ahead, and leave."

"Commander Li..."

Li Chengen didn't give him a chance to speak at all, he passed by him directly, and swept to the entrance of the main hall like a gust of wind, but he was gone in a moment.

Shi Chaoyi looked at the door, his face darkened, and he didn't say anything, just stood quietly without saying a word.

No third person in the banquet stood up to leave, but no one spoke. Everyone sat on the cushions in a state of anxiety and remained silent.

Guo Ziyi closed her eyes as if nothing had happened, and drank tea contentedly, not caring who would leave the table.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Chaoyi turned around and bowed his hands to the officials: "Everyone, please have some refreshments, and I will leave later."

"Lieutenant Shi can do whatever he wants, don't worry about it."

"Extremely, the Imperial Teacher and Commander Li are busy, so Captain Shi need not worry."

There was a polite response in the main hall, Shi Chaoyi dealt with it, and then turned and went to Huaqing Pool.

When I came out of the palace, it was not long after nightfall, and the market was still lively.

After Su Jixian walked out of the Suzaku Gate, he went to the West Market, followed by Lu Lingfeng who was dressed in black.

Since the last time he went shopping with Chen Yue in Yangzhou, he never went out to shop again, and stayed at home all the time.

Although there is nothing to buy when you go out.

The West Market is a market where traders gather in Chang'an, while the East Market is a residential area. There is a Suzaku Street between the two cities. Su Jixian has lived in Chang'an for several years, and the number of times he has been to the West Market can be counted on one hand. .

It was not yet the second watch, and the market was very lively. Su Jixian was wearing a purple robe with dark patterns and a mask, which stood out a little in the crowd. His aloof and noble aura made people subconsciously stay away and dare not approach.

The street was full of lights and shadows, and the restaurant vendors were arranged in an orderly manner. Although there were many pedestrians, it was not crowded.Su Jixian looked at the vendors around, while Lu Lingfeng looked at him intently.

"It's really... the Great Tang Dynasty." Su Jixian sighed softly, his voice was almost inaudible amidst the hustle and bustle of people, his thin body stood in the middle of the crowd, but it seemed more like he was far away from the crowd. It will dissipate like green smoke.

Lu Lingfeng suddenly stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, gathered her five fingers together, and clasped his wrist completely in her palm, holding it a little tight.

Su Jixian looked back at him, the corners of the lips outside the mask were naturally curled up, as if with a three-point smile, the gentleness and lovability of Young Master Yinyuan, "Huh?"

Lu Lingfeng was silent for a while, loosened his hand a little, but still didn't let go, just smiled at him, modest and sinister, "There are so many people, Lingfeng is afraid that he will lose the young master."

"It's just a few streets, so what are you afraid of if you get lost?" Su Jixian smiled nonchalantly, took the little white cat from his shoulder and hugged it in his arms, "Lingfeng, you are always so worrying. "

"Well, it's because Lingfeng is worrying too much." Lu Lingfeng replied softly, one golden and one blue narrow peach blossom eyes were hidden in the shadows, her gaze was heavy, the hand that was holding Su Jixian's wrist just now was hanging by her side, and slowly retracted Fingers, clenched into fists.

Lu Lingfeng was not afraid of losing Su Jixian in the West Market, but what he was afraid of was losing him in this troubled world.

Every time Su Jixian walks in the crowd, his back always makes people feel that he is leaving this world step by step. All people or things have become faded ancient scrolls around him, and he is the only one walking in the interlaced time and space. Here, leave everything behind and leave without any regrets.

This is also the reason why Chen Yue doesn't like to go out on the street with him, she can't stand his distant figure.

"Lingfeng?" Su Jixian called his name, looked back at him with the cat in his arms, and smiled like a cat, "Do you have any silver taels? I want to buy some snacks for Yue'er."

"Yes, you can buy whatever you want, my lord." Lu Lingfeng nodded, and made a subtle gesture. A moment later, a hermit guard in ordinary blue cloth came up from the crowd and followed them. There is no difference between other people's domestic servants.

Su Jixian nodded in satisfaction, then walked between the stalls, looking here and there.

The snacks in the Tang Dynasty were actually not very rich, and the cook in Su Jixian’s mansion was trained/taught by him personally. It's just for fun.

I bought a pack of roast mutton made by people from the Western Regions, and bought a few candied haws. When passing by Hu Yulou, I stopped by to buy some Xifeng wine.Not long after walking out the door, there was suddenly a faint sound of fighting in the alley not far away.

The voice was very soft, echoing in the empty alley, disappearing in the noise of the market, it was hard to detect.

Su Jixian stopped and looked sideways at the dark alley.

Lu Lingfeng put her hand on his shoulder, and slightly pushed him to the side, "Young Master, there's no need to meddle in other people's affairs. It's better to return home earlier."

"Wait," Su Jixian turned his body sideways, his feet stretched out on the ground, refusing to move, "It seems to be the imperial family's secret guard."

"So what? Your surname is Su."

"Hey," Su Jixian grabbed his belt with one free hand, "Go and see, what if someone is important?"

Lu Lingfeng lowered her eyelashes, looked at him deeply, and then led him to the dark alley.

The Tsing Yi Yinwei, who was holding snacks, stood in front of Hu Yulou, did not follow, but just waited for them in place.

The two walked in the shadow of the alley, and walked along the base of the wall. They were both dressed in dark clothes, making them almost invisible.

The sound of clashing swords became clearer as one walked in, and after turning a corner, two groups of people fighting in scuffle appeared in front of them.

One group should be private soldiers, and the clothes they are wearing are not bad, and the other group is wearing black clothes and masks, and the clothes style and material are also uniform. It seems that they are specially trained assassins and dead soldiers.

Su Jixian looked past the melee crowd, and looked at the carriage behind the crowd, which was guarded by private soldiers.

The carriage style is obviously used by the royal family, the doors are closed, the curtains are hanging down, the body of the coachman is lying outside the door, blood that has not yet solidified is dripping on the ground, and one of the lamps hanging on the two corners of the front of the carriage roof has been cut off In half, the other lamp was wobbly and half covered with blood, still hanging tenaciously, the light was weak, illuminating the lintel of the carriage, and the carvings on it were clearly visible.

That is the symbol of Quang Binh Palace.

Guangping Wang Li Chu, the eldest son of Prince Li Heng, is Su Jixian's cousin.

Su Jixian squinted his eyes for a while, and when he found that the private soldiers of the palace were gradually showing signs of defeat, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The snap of the fingers was not particularly loud, but it was very crisp, and it was especially eye-catching amidst the sound of ping-pong-pong swords. The two groups of people were shocked to look back, and one person even tripped and slammed into the carriage, and the door of the carriage was closed. Was knocked away.

The lantern flickered, and the flames flashed in the car, illuminating the face of the woman in the car.

In the flames, the woman's face was forbearing and painful, her eyes were burning and resolute, her hands were protecting her swollen belly, and her light blue skirt was stained purple with blood.

"Kill!" The accident happened only in a flash, and the leader of the dead soldiers gave a low shout, and the two sides continued to fight, and the battle circle was getting closer and closer to the carriage.

After snapping his fingers, four Yin Yuanwei flew out from the shadows and joined the battle circle, cutting off the dead in a blink of an eye, the ease is no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

Soon the dead were eliminated, and the private soldiers who were still alive retreated to the carriage to protect the carriage.

The door of the carriage was opened, and the woman in the carriage took a steady breath, and asked, "I wonder which righteous man came to help? My concubine... I would like to thank you."

Su Jixian came out from the shadows, the hidden guard who had killed people did not hide in the dark place, but stood beside him, lit the lantern, the bright candlelight illuminated a dark alley, and also illuminated his mask. The silver light flowed, and when the robe was slightly fluttered, the bloody light in the dark veins of the tangled lotus was faint.

The woman froze for a moment, her body suddenly relaxed, the pain on her face became even worse, and her beautiful Yuanshan eyebrows were tightly frowned, "Nation...National Teacher, help..."

Su Jixian waved his hand, and the two women's hidden guards immediately stepped forward, jumped into the car, and got into the car to check the woman's condition.

"Why is Princess Cui here?"

"There is a secret work in the palace..." Princess Cui of Guangping clutched her dress tightly, the pain on her face became more and more obvious, "Ah...the child...is about to give birth..."

Su Jixian didn't continue to ask, and immediately signaled the Yinwei to send Cui Shi back to Guangping Palace.

There is a long distance from Guangping Palace in Dongshi City. One of the hermit guards grabbed the horsewhip, drove the carriage along the path, and galloped towards the palace.

From time to time, the woman's cries of pain could be heard in the car, with patience and pain, even blood oozed from the gaps in the car wall, dripping on the road the carriage passed by.

Cui was protecting her stomach with one hand and clutching the female hermit guard's arm tightly with the other. Tears were streaming down her face, her eyes were red, but she never made people feel vulnerable.

Her fingertips dug into the female hermit guard's flesh. If she hadn't kept her nails, the female hermit guard's arm would have been bleeding from the pinch.His forehead hair, which was wet with cold sweat, hung down the side of his face, and his half-closed eyes were full of water, like the light of a knife.

At this time, Cui Shi looked like a she-wolf.

The stoic and vicious she-wolf.

The author has something to say: Ah, I don’t quite remember what women in the Tang Dynasty called themselves, so I’ll use this first, and see if I need to change it when I’m free.