whisk

eunuch.

Shen Menghan's heart beat like a pounding.

Only eunuchs with incomplete bodies would persistently want a complete body and a brand new life.

Born in Beizhao.

20 years ago, he served as the supervisor of the Southwest Army.

Among them, there is exactly one person who is good at whipping.

Yu Shengyuan.

Martial arts are far above Xie Chenyan.

You can't travel far in Jinling City.

Can use the forbidden army, but the number of people available under his command is extremely limited.

Only he could receive the summons when Xie Chenyan had just left the Yin Pavilion.

Because Tang Cheng was originally his man.

If he is Yu Gonggong, whose body does he want?

Shen Menghan was startled, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Among the palace walls, there happened to be such a person who accompanied him day and night and was easily available.

Above Jiuzhong, the most supreme person in this world.

The emperor of the world, the Mingjun of the prosperous age.

Life and death are seized, and orders are like a mountain.

Will he not yearn for it, can he resist coveting it?

If he guessed right.

Shen Menghan closed his eyes, the delay was too long, and he couldn't wait any longer.

He only thought for a moment, then opened his eyes suddenly, got up abruptly and lifted the quilt.

Xie Chenyan stared at him blankly, seeing that he got up suddenly, he quickly got up to help him.

Shen Menghan shook his head, while dressing neatly with his hands and feet, he signaled Xie Chenyan to follow him to the side of the hall.

The box over there is designed for heat and moisture insulation, and it is not used on weekdays. There are several boxes inside, but I don't know if it is a book box or a suitcase.

Xie Chenyan has lived in it for so long, but he has never seen anyone open it.

Shen Menghan pondered for a while, pointed to the bottom box, and signaled Xie Chenyan to take it out.

Xie Chenyan opened the wooden box, was a little dazed for a moment, looked up at Shen Menghan and said: "This is..."

Shen Menghan had already fastened her belt. The waist was already slender, and she held it even more tightly. She tried to straighten herself up, trying to make herself look more energetic and less haggard.

His face was as white as bullying frost and snow.

Xie Chenyan felt sore in his heart, clenched his fists, and tried his best to suppress the heat welling up in his eyes.

Shen Menghan walked over slowly, nodded and said: "My sword."

Accompany him to grow up with Bei Zhao, accompany him far beyond the Great Wall, his sword.

With his sword, Xie Chenyan bent down and clutched his chest tightly, but couldn't hold back the overwhelming pain in his heart.

Who changed him from a wanton boy to what he is now?

Xie Chenyan gritted his teeth and thought, if he found out, he would definitely cut that person into pieces, and death would not redeem him.

Shen Menghan bent down, supported Xie Chenyan, and picked up the sword from the long-closed box.

The wooden scabbard already looks old, even though it is wrapped in layers of brocade, the long-standing dust and dry cracks have gradually eroded it.

It is like its master, prematurely decayed, weather-beaten, and silent for too long.

Xie Chenyan asked tearfully, "Does it have a name?"

Shen Menghan looked down at him with a smile, his face was extremely gentle: "Fush."

They moved the box, Tang Cheng heard the noise in the hall, and said respectfully outside the hall: "Master?"

Shen Menghan straightened up, still with a soft smile on his face, turned the sword in his hand to face Xie Chenyan with the hilt facing Xie Chenyan, but his tone was unquestionable and decisive: "Kill him."

The fly whisk was out of its sheath, but the sword was still shining brightly, and the cold light under the moonlight hurt Xie Chenyan's eyes.

Xie Chenyan draws the sword and kills in one go.

Tang Cheng fell at Xie Chenyan's feet, his eyes wide open, his face full of surprise and disbelief, it took a long time for blood to flow out from his neck.

Shen Menghan walked out slowly, met Shang Liangyue's terrified eyes, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "It's nothing, ask everyone in the pavilion to wait for me in the main hall."

He always has a kind of calming power, Liangyue gave him a blessing, and then turned around, the panic on the girl's face disappeared without a trace.

The Yin Pavilion came out in full force, only Zhou Qian sealed the door and stayed in the pavilion to sit.

Shen Menghan has been working in Beizhao for 12 full years, and Zhou Qian is extremely at ease in doing things safely. Speaking of which, apart from the matter of Xie Chenyan in the past, it is rare for him to lose such a temper with Shen Menghan.

Faced with such a big event, even though he had doubts, he just stood aside with his sleeves folded and quietly listened to his arrangements.

Xie Chenyan regained his composure, he was already straddling the little flower, with the sound of howling wind in his ears, Shen Menghan stood shoulder to shoulder with him holding the bridle, with a dignified look on his face.

Shen Menghan's face was as sinking as water, he was unprepared, he had no plan, and there might even be no one in the city to respond. This time the dispatch was extremely risky, and if he was not careful, he would be regarded as raising troops to force the palace.

But since there is no way out, he has been in a coma for too long, even if the Yin Pavilion is an iron wall, it is about to be pried open by the other party.

If, as he expected, Yugong chose Shen Zhuo, then what was he planning was not just a small hidden pavilion?

Shen Menghan didn't dare to imagine, where would he bring Nan Yan?Where will the world be placed?

At that time, not only he will die without a place to bury him, but the whole Nanyan will be lost forever.

Even if he made a mistake and was identified as forcing the palace to rebel, he would never stand on the sidelines.

If, if the worst thing had already happened, he would not be able to hand over his Shen family's country and land to that shady eunuch who went against the sky.

Let alone the common people, they should not be handed over to him.

Shen Menghan's jaw tightened.

His life, the lives of all his cherished people, the lives of hundreds of people in the Yin Pavilion, and the lives of nearly a thousand people in the black-clothed forest are too insignificant compared with the coming overthrow.

He made his choice without hesitation.

This one-in-a-million occurrence must never be tolerated.

When we arrived at the foot of Jinling City, the sky was getting brighter.

Shen Menghan did not choose the south gate they often go to, but detoured to the Jianchun Gate in the east of the palace city. Entering the city through this gate, one can go straight to the Donghua gate of the palace city along the Dongchi Road, which is the shortest route from the city wall to Chang'an Palace, Shen Zhuo's bedroom .

The morning sun is dazzling, the gates of the city are opened, and the sky is pouring in.

The first batch of people to enter the city today are not little girls carrying baskets to sell sweet-scented osmanthus, let alone old women selling crabs in bamboo baskets.

The black-clothed Yulin filed in with horses, and the sleepy city gate guards were all charged before they could respond.

Shen Menghan looked back and said coldly: "If anyone wants to send a message to the inside, kill them."

Cheng Feng took control of the guards at the east gate, and led the black-clothed Yulin to attack the guard battalion of the Yubayashi Army.

Yugong has been in the palace for more than [-] years, and went to the front line several times to supervise the army. There are many minions among the Habayashi Army and the Imperial Army. Now the competition can only be faster, faster, and the palace is sealed off before he can react.

While he was outside, Yu Shengyuan was inside.

Shen Menghan dressed lightly and went straight to Donghuamen with Xixuan, Miao Zhiguang and Xie Chenyan.

All the way along Chidao approaching Donghua Gate, the palace gate opened an hour later than the city gate, so Yu Gonggong shot at Yin Pavilion and Xie Chenyan repeatedly, so he would not be unprepared.

Although he has Habayashi order in his body, he is not sure to knock on the palace gate at this time.

If it doesn't work, it means that his prediction is correct, so he will fight against the court and kill Yu Shengyuan.

Shen Menghan looked at the splendid Miyagi under the early sun.

Under the loose robe, fingers pinched hard into the palm.

Today is expected to meet the court, Emperor Yan has already got up, waits for the palace with his arms open, and closes his eyes thinking about the process of today's court ceremony.

For ordinary court meetings without major reasons, he usually stays in Qifang Pavilion.The Empress Concubine's bedroom is the only place closest to the Yunhua Gate. You don't need to take a shoulder bus, and you can walk slowly along the corridor to the front court, which is also a place to meditate.Today is no different from the past.

Now that the weather is going smoothly all over the world, what Shen Zhuo cares about is only the war in the southwest. The soldiers under King Su have been reorganizing since Shen Zhang went to Jingxiang Road as an adult. , but always deadlocked between the two.

He has fought with Yuan Feng for half his life, you come and go, 13 years ago, he lost Huaibei, Yuan Feng also lost Jingxiang.

There are advances and retreats, who can fail to take advantage of others.

After standing for a long time, his shoulders and neck felt a little sore. He tilted his head back slightly and straightened up. Unexpectedly, the waiter was Concubine Qi, the fifth prince's mother, who was kneeling on the ground to straighten his clothes. The belt was leaning forward, the concubine's head crown was heavy, and when she saw that she was about to hit the ground, Shen Zhuo stretched out her hand to help her, and her hand brushed against the corolla, and immediately the blood condensed into beads, and fell from the emperor's hand.

Concubine Qi immediately kowtowed and saluted, tremblingly said: "This concubine will die, and the dragon's body will be injured."

Emperor Yan practiced martial arts all the year round, and it was common for him to be injured. A female official stepped forward to stop his bleeding. Emperor Yan was covered with a thin silk scarf, and said indifferently, "There is no need to bandage it."

Helping Concubine Qi up again in a gentle voice: "It's my own carelessness, it doesn't matter."

Shen Menghan walked to the Donghua Gate, stepped forward and knocked on the door, but unexpectedly there was no response from the door, but the palace gate slowly opened.

Xi Xuan tensed up instantly, unexpectedly there were two familiar faces in the doorway, Qi Mao whose appearance was never seen before, and Ah Wu who had a mournful face.

Qi Mao was dressed in palace costumes, bowed slightly, at first glance, he did look like an ordinary little Huangmen, Ah Wu timidly followed behind him, wearing nondescript clothes of the rough envoy Huangmen, but provoked him for no reason. People paid attention.

Shen Menghan said: "Yu Shengyuan?"

Qi Mao replied: "Yes."

When a wise man speaks, a few words are enough.

Ah Wu cried bitterly: "A Wu misunderstood the young master, he deserves death!"

Shen Menghan gave the horse to Qi Mao and Ah Wu, Xi Xuan was about to stretch out his hand to pull him on the horse, but Xie Chenyan grabbed him first, grabbed Shen Menghan's waist, stepped onto Xiaohua, hugged Shen Menghan in front of him, tightly Putting his arms around his waist, Shen Menghan laughed and said, "Change your seat, can you see the road?"

Xie Chenyan jumped off the horse, Shen Menghan reined in Xiaohua, and stretched out his hand to him, Xie Chenyan grabbed his cold white and slender fingers, his face flushed slightly, and when he fell into his embrace, he was even more at a loss, his blood flowed The face burned all the way to the ears.

Shen Menghan only felt the warmth in his bosom, which dissipated a lot of the cold air that he rode all the way, like a huge and soft fume cage placed in his bosom, warming from his stiff neck to his sore waist.

He had no time to take care of Xie Chenyan, who was blushing and hot-eared, Xie Chenyan concealed himself: "Why are you here?"

"Amao saved me!" Ah Wu said.

He pointed to Tianyi again: "Mr. Zhou's subpoena!"

A strong pigeon was fluttering its wings, standing on Qi Mao's shoulder, looking at Ah Wu with disdain.

Qi Mao said: "Grand Yu locked Ah Wu in Tongtai Temple. We crossed the back mountain of Tongtai Temple and mixed into the palace city with the pilgrims."

Xie Chenyan handed the Weaving Star Sword to Qi Mao, thought for a while, and then handed the Zhaoyue Sword to Xi Xuan.

Xixuan shook his head, he is not good at swords, so it is useless for Zhaoyue to give him.

Xie Chenyan had no choice but to throw the Zhaoyue Sword to Ah Wu, Ah Wu accepted it in trepidation, and said in a trembling voice: "Then what do you do, young master?"

Xie Chenyan leaned forward and untied the sword from Shen Menghan's waist, hung it on his body, and showed them a little proudly.

Xie Chenyan: What's his is mine!