[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

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The slight and crisp sound of the heel buckling on the ground echoed in the dark winding tunnel.

The lamps on the wall were turned on one by one, the shadow twisted and swayed under the flickering firelight, and a strand of long hair was as red as blood under the lamp.

At the end of the tunnel is a circular basement like a wine cellar. There are large wine tanks against the wall, but there are two wooden frames in the middle, and two people with disheveled hair and breathing weakly are tied to them.

The basement was a bit stuffy, and the smell of blood was mixed with the smell of wine. Lu Lingfeng approached the wooden frame, raised his hand to pinch the jaw of one of the people on the wooden frame, and opened his mouth. He saw that there was only half of his tongue left in his mouth. It was flat and swollen enough to block most of the throat, and the bloody mess was terrifying.

"These two pretended to be willing to confess, and bit their tongues when their subordinates were careless. Although they were not dead, they were already unable to speak." The criminal guard who was in charge of interrogating the two knelt down on one knee, "Young Master, please punish me."

"I'll go and get fifty lashes myself later." Lu Lingfeng said coldly, continuing to check the half-dead two people, "What clues did you find on these two people?"

"The background of both of them is very clean. They don't have any family members. The people who work with them in the post house are not very familiar with them, so they can't find any useful information." Xing Wei was a little ashamed.

Lu Lingfeng didn't care, and turned to look at their fingers, "The lowest-level secret agent in the dark line is usually responsible for collecting information, and if there is any trouble, he will be sent to death directly, in case someone follows the clue... It seems that they have some superficial martial arts, it should be People from the Northeast."

The northeast region within the territory of the Tang Dynasty is Fan Yangpinglu, the old den of the Anshi rebels.

"There's nothing you can ask about such little miscellaneous fish. Even if you ask where they usually meet with their superiors, it's useless now." Lu Lingfeng stepped back a few steps, her plump lips curled up slightly, like a A cat with a malicious smile, "Don't let them die, take them outside to the yard to wash their limbs, then hang them on the tree in front of the door, evacuate after finishing, and don't come back."

"In case they send someone to investigate..."

"They will send people to investigate, but the ones they send are also dead soldiers who have no interrogation value." Lu Lingfeng squinted her eyes, her eyes were indifferent, "Ahan, you have become impetuous recently."

"The subordinate knows it's wrong!"

"Just do your job well, don't keep your eyes on one place." Lu Lingfeng waved her hand, "Take them to freshen up, remember, don't let them die."

"Yes."

Several criminal guards stepped forward and dragged the two people who were nailed to the wooden frame by the iron awl, and transferred them from the wine cellar to the ground.

The place they were in was a farmhouse on the outskirts of Chang'an City. It wasn't very big but it looked like an ordinary farmer's house, with a thatched wooden house, a fenced vegetable field, and a pile of chopped firewood in the yard.

The criminal guards set up two tables in the yard, stripped the two men naked and tied them to the tables on their backs and fixed them. They took a pot of freshly boiled water and poured one arm over them.

The scalding boiling water was poured on the arm, and a cloud of white smoke immediately rose. The eyes of the unconscious person suddenly opened, and there was a hoarse scream from the tongueless mouth, and blood foamed from the corner of the mouth. struggling.

His struggle could be easily suppressed. After pouring the boiling water, the criminal guard replaced the kettle in his hand with an iron comb, and combed from the elbow down to the arm that was almost half-cooked by the boiling water.

The man twitched violently, rolled his eyes and passed out, but the next moment, someone covered his face with a handkerchief with a strong smell of medicine, abruptly waking him up from his coma.

The iron comb combed strips of red and white meat with blood on it, and a mixed smell of undercooked meat and blood permeated the air, which was extremely unpleasant.

Lu Lingfeng was not interested in watching the punishment, so she used her lightness kung fu and ran towards Chang'an City.

This farmhouse is not very far from Chang'an City, and Mingjiao's lightness kung fu is also outstanding, not long after, Lu Lingfeng rushed to Qinghao's snack shop and went straight to the second floor.

The door was pushed open, Lu Lingfeng walked into the room, saw Qinghao dressed as a woman next to Su Jixian peeling lobster for him, her eyes sank slightly.

"Huh? Lingfeng, you're back." Su Jixian smiled at him while biting a crayfish, his lips turned red from the heat, and looked even more gorgeous.

Yang Tian, ​​who was sitting beside Su Jixian peeling pine nuts, stood up and saluted: "Hi, master!"

Even after so many years, every time I hear Yang Tian calling his master, Lu Lingfeng, I feel very happy. Her beautiful peach eyes are slightly curved, her slender and thick eyelashes tremble like crow feathers, and there is a little stream of light scattered in a trance, "Good boy. Ji Are you free for lunch?"

"No, I'm waiting for you." Su Jixian smiled, and suddenly raised his hand to stop him from approaching, "Don't come here, you have a strange smell."

At the same time, Yang Tian also turned his face away, and plunged into Su Jixian's arms.

And Qinghao didn't smell anything, and looked blank.

Lu Lingfeng took a few steps back, leaned against the door, and sighed, "Then I'll take a shower first, and then make you lunch, Qinghao, is there a kitchen here?"

Qinghao nodded gently, "Yes, in the backyard."

Lu Lingfeng hummed, then looked at Su Jixian again, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Jixian thought for a while, "Hmm... I just had some snacks, and I don't feel very hungry. How about some fried rice?"

"Okay. Where's Xiaotian?"

"I will eat whatever Master eats."

Lu Lingfeng nodded, turned around and left the room to find a place to take a shower and change clothes to prepare for lunch.

There were a lot of meat-based snacks in the shop. After taking a bath, Lu Lingfeng found some diced meat for fried rice, and made a plate of hot and sour lotus root slices.

After lunch, he sat in the shop for a while, Su Jixian took Yang Tian and Lu Lingfeng back to the house, just got off the carriage, and saw a guard of the Imperial Army who had just stepped into the gate of his house hastily turned back and walked towards him.

"I've seen Mr. Xiang!"

"Yeah." Su Jixian nodded, "But Your Majesty has something to call me?"

The guard nodded, "Yes, His Majesty ordered the humble officer to invite the Prime Minister to enter the palace. There is an urgent matter to discuss, and I will tell you that the Lord Jianning is already in the palace."

"I'll go now." Su Jixian returned to the carriage compartment, leaned out half of his body and said, "Yang Tian, ​​remember to take a nap when you return home, and don't run around. Lingfeng, you stay at the mansion."

Lu Lingfeng, who just wanted to follow Su Jixian into the palace, sighed, "Yes."

Withdrew into the carriage and closed the door, Su Jixian entered the palace.

In the past, the emperor often called him and King Jianning to the palace. Sometimes it was for small talk, and by the way, some serious business, and sometimes it was pure small talk. Most of the time it was in the study or the Liyuan. It is a dormitory.

Everything in the dormitory is new, and it doesn't look like it has been used much. The surroundings are heavily guarded, and the Jianning iron guards are guarding the outside of the house.

As soon as Su Jixian stepped into the main room of the dormitory, he smelled a smell of medicine, turned around the screen, and saw the emperor who was sitting beside the bed whispering something, and Jianning Wang Li Tan who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Su Xiang." Seeing Su Jixian, the emperor quickly waved to him, "Come and see Ah Tan's injury!"

Su Jixian walked up quickly, lifted the quilt and layers of gauze, checked the wound on Li Tan's abdomen, and pressed his pulse door with one hand, "...It's okay, part of the inner strength has been removed, this wound It’s not fatal, I’ll pull out the cold air left in his body and he’ll be fine. Is there a needle?”

"Yes." The emperor nodded, raised his hand, and a dead man sent a needle pack.

Su Jixian threw away the needle bag and put it on the edge of the bed, took out the needle, lit the candle, passed the silver needle over the flame a few times, and then stabbed Li Tan's chest.

With his injection, Li Tan, who was cold all over his body, gradually returned to normal body temperature, and his purple lips also turned pale, but he still didn't have the strength to speak.

After the acupuncture was finished, the emperor pulled the quilt for Li Tan, looked at Su Jixian, "Su Xiang, the old man is coming back."

Su Ji was drinking tea leisurely, his brows raised when he heard this, a little surprised.

"When I received the news, the old man was not far away from Chang'an." The emperor snorted softly, "I have kept it a secret for so long, and the old man is also deliberate. Does Prime Minister Su know who hurt Ah Tan?"

"Look at this move, is it Gao Lishi?"

"Yes. Some time ago, Ah Tan went south and found the old man's carriage and horses on the way back. He was accidentally injured by Gao Lishi." The emperor's eyes were a little cold, "Ah Tan is now my arm, and the old man wants to kill him. We want to weaken Zhen so that we can seize power in the future. Prime Minister Su, you have to be careful too."

Su Jixian nodded.

"I have already sent someone to investigate the itinerary of the old man. As a grandson, I have to welcome the old man well no matter what." The emperor said gently, "It seems that I used to hide my strength too much and let the old man think that I am an idiot, but I can't be big, huh , I'm really ashamed..."

Su Jixian refilled his tea and continued to drink without speaking.

In the afternoon, the Huihe envoy team arrived in Chang'an.

The next morning, Xuanzong and his party returned to Chang'an.

The lightly packed motorcade was a bit dusty, and Xuanzong in the car looked out at the neighborhood market from the car window, his expression was complicated and difficult to discern from the noisy voices.

After entering the inner city of the imperial city, there were no pedestrians and people. The car stopped, and Gao Lishi outside the carriage leaned on the window and called him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the saint is here to pick you up."

Xuanzong's cloudy eyes were gloomy in the dimness, and he was silent for a while before he got up and got out of the carriage with Gao Lishi's support.

They were standing in front of Suzaku Square, facing the emperor Li Yu in a bright yellow dragon robe, the prime minister Su Jixian stood behind the emperor on the left, and the ministers of civil and military affairs stood neatly and straight, all in formal attire, with serious expressions.

The emperor smiled mildly and modestly, and bowed his hands to Xuanzong, who was dressed in dark yellow casual clothes, "I heard that the Supreme Emperor has returned to Beijing, and I and all the officials are here to greet him. I feel extremely guilty for not being able to greet him far away."

All the officials bowed their heads: "The Supreme Emperor forgives the sin—"

Xuanzong glanced at the emperor coldly, and waved his hands: "Get up, after all, I didn't inform you, and those who don't know are not guilty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty—"

The emperor didn't seem to see his indifferent gaze, and stepped forward to support Xuanzong himself, with a gentle smile on his face, "The Taishang Emperor returned to Beijing in a hurry this time. Fortunately, the palace people usually take good care of the palace. Taiji Hall It has been sorted out. The Supreme Emperor is tired all the way, so let's go back to the palace to rest first. Come and serve the Supreme Emperor's dragon chariot."

Xuanzong boarded the dragon chariot, which was obviously not the emperor's standard, his expression remained unchanged, "The emperor has a heart."

The emperor smiled modestly: "It should. Send the Supreme Emperor back to the palace to rest, and don't bother him without permission."

Don't allow it, don't go to disturb it, did you get the permission of the Supreme Emperor, or the emperor's permission?

Xuanzong's gaze was suddenly cold and sharp, but the emperor was still smiling with a gentle look.

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Thank you inarticulate fish cherub for mine!