The Melancholy of the National Teacher

Three days later, the imperial capital.

There was another light rain tonight, and the raindrops hit people like cold needles. In the darkness that enveloped the entire imperial capital, even the bright lights on the top floor of the Star Terrace swayed like duckweed under the waves.The end of winter before the arrival of spring was actually colder than the severe winter. Everyone in the high-end households kept their hands on the stove, but the homeless people under the bridge hole could only wear the only ragged cotton jacket, trembling with their arms folded.

If you can fall asleep, then the cold is something you need to face after waking up.But the tramp couldn't sleep, not only because he was restless, but for other reasons.The atmosphere in the imperial capital is not right these days, and the time for the guards to patrol the night has been extended. At the fourth watch, there are also soldiers in hard clothes rushing across this remote bridge. Their neat footsteps will always wake the homeless from their sleep. , It’s okay to wake up once a night, but if you wake up five or six times a night, no matter how sleepy you are, you will not fall into a good sleep.

The vagabond knew that the sudden frequent appearance of the Custodians at night was due to the sudden rise of a gigantic star in the sky that was initially shaped like a sickle, but gradually became rounder as the days passed.Everyone guessed that the master of the star station was dead. The master of the star station was unpopular because he was a black witch, but the common people never wanted the master of the star station to die. After all, his notoriety was not only spread among the population, but also Among the monsters.

It can be said that the people of Da'an are deeply blessed by this "notoriety".

So they deliberately spread the "notoriety" of that person more and more badly, which is also predictable.

Not far from the bridge hole, there are candles and incense ashes left by someone who worshiped the national teacher.The homeless man who meditated on the blessing of the three-headed and six-armed master tried his best to shrink into the narrow bridge hole, and the first watch was about to pass. He nodded in a daze, and when he fell into sleep, he suddenly heard an unusual voice. .

For the homeless man who lived in the bridge hole all year round, he was very familiar with the sound of the steady flow of the river, so when the distinctive sound sounded, he immediately woke up.The homeless man shrank back into the bridge hole again, touched the bamboo stick behind him, and then widened his eyes, trying to see through the misty rain and fog.

At first he saw nothing.

But the sound of splashing water became louder and louder, and then there was the sound of weapons clashing.The homeless man shuddered, and gripped the bamboo stick tightly. Not many years have passed since the troubled times, and he still remembered the knife that killed his mother with this sound——

"Chong-"

A scarlet silver light emerged from the rain and fog, and the tramp finally saw what was in the rain and fog. It was dozens of men in black fighting each other, no, no, it was dozens of men in black fighting around a dozen or so The men in gray, the men in gray can almost blend into the rain and fog, seem to be much more powerful than the men in black, but the men in black are better than the number of people, they jump on the river, as if they are stepping on flat ground, if they don't see a man in black People suddenly fell apart into pieces of meat and fell into the river. The tramp still couldn't find the filaments hanging on the surface of the river.

The surface of this gentle river was almost stained red with blood.

In the end, it was the people in black who barely won by their numbers, but there were not many of them left.The homeless man held his breath and waited for them to leave, but he didn't expect that the next moment, those men in black would support one of them, and entered the bridge hole at an extremely fast speed before the homeless man could escape.

The people in black and the homeless man stared at each other, both of them were stunned.

The next moment, the person supported by the man in black coughed softly, breaking the deadlock.The people in black silently occupied the other half of the bridge opening, and put the seemingly seriously injured companion on the ground. They peeled off their companion's clothes, revealing a wound that literally split their companion in half—wandering Seeing this, Han couldn't help gasping, but fortunately, he was ignored by the people in black—then smashed a handful of jasper with excellent color.

The vagabond was wondering what the group of people were doing when they smashed the jade block, when he saw the shattered jasper emit milky radiance, covering the injured wound, and the wound healed instantly. Than, the new meat is extremely pink and tender.The tramp who saw this kind of thing for the first time opened his mouth wide. The young man who looked like he was about to go to the Styx just a moment ago has no major problems now.

"My lord," the other men in black called the young man, "this tramp..."

No, they wanted to silence them. The homeless man nervously grabbed the bamboo stick and held it across his chest. He wanted to run, but his legs were so numb that he couldn't run after two steps, even though he knew it would be useless if he ran.

The young man took the long black scarf from his subordinate and wrapped it around twice to cover most of his face.Still, the homeless man could see the young man smiling at him.

"Leave quickly," the young man said, "The imperial army will blockade this place soon, and it will be too late if you don't run."

After saying this, Le Sheng and the other Feiyan guards made a gesture to evacuate, they left the bridge hole like a group of swallows, flew across the water, and disappeared into the night rain while the imperial army was still on their way.

"My lord," a Feiyan guard asked, "Where are we going next?"

"Gather the remnants of the imperial capital," Le Sheng gasped, the witchcraft stored in the jasper can stop the bleeding and heal the wound, but it can't replenish the lost vitality, Le Sheng said palely, "General Bai is trapped in the Forbidden Palace and is helpless, We can't give up the imperial capital... that's right."

While running, he turned around and asked, "There is still no news from His Majesty?"

The swallows shook their heads.

"Our contact with the outside of the city has been cut off. The outpost was attacked by the ghost guards from the very beginning...I mean the traitor ghost guards attacked, and none of the brothers inside survived." At this point, the Feiyan guards were silent for a moment. , "What's more, I didn't find it a few days ago, and the hope will become slimmer as I go later."

The Feiyan guards exchanged glances and said in unison: "Your Highness, please express your condolences."

Lexing was silent.

The head-on wind and rain blew away his scarf, Le Xing looked up at the sky, trying to find that white star.

On New Year's Eve 29, Le Province was first stunned by the content of Le Dao's secret decree. Under the urging of the ministers, the newly released Crown Prince had to perform his duties as the heir to the dynasty and deal with the backlog of government affairs on behalf of the emperor who was not in the court.At that time, he didn't realize that all the Feiyan guards around him had been transferred away. Until the first day of the new year, Xingtai held the wax ceremony. Wei Zhong deceived the superior and the inferior, and assassinated the emperor and the national teacher in Daxue Mountain.

At that time, Le Sheng was already uneasy because of the strange star in the sky, and was about to ask the four Wu Qings during the La Festival, but unexpectedly, the Dazai beat the four Wu Qings into a party with him. Will continue to participate, giving an excuse that the astrology is chaotic and everything is unknown, all the witches retreated to the platform together, and stayed behind closed doors.

... No, it should be that Luo Zhai also has accomplices in Xingtai, otherwise how could he control the situation so easily.

Le Sheng's brows were gloomy.

He was rescued from the dungeon of the Forbidden Palace by the Feiyan Guards earlier in the night. When he heard that the Feiyan Guards in the imperial capital were nearly annihilated, he fell and was almost missed by the Ghost Xiaowei who was chasing him. Split in half.

His Royal Highness, who can interpret the ups and downs by himself, pursed his lips and sneaked into an underground outpost disguised as a residential house with his companions.

Most of the surviving Feiyan Guards gathered in this outpost, Le Sheng counted them, and found that the number did not even exceed a hundred, his lips turned white with distress.

In the outpost lit only by a tiny candle, several Feiyan Guard leaders knelt on one knee towards Le Sheng.

Le Sheng closed his eyes, then opened them again, looked at the group of subordinates who were still loyal to him at this moment, and said: "I didn't arrange anyone to assassinate His Majesty and the National Teacher."

The Feiyan guards did nothing, and they did not believe the crime.

"I...don't believe that His Majesty and the national teacher are dead." Le Sheng said the second sentence.

"Your Majesty takes orders." General Feiyan Youweilang said in a deep voice, "Let's continue to investigate the traces of His Majesty and the National Teacher."

"If they're still alive, they should be in the imperial capital soon," Le Sheng said, speaking faster and faster, "but you can't count on this too much, Thirteen, you come out."

A Feiyan guard covered in bandages came out.

"What did the ghost owl guard who tried to take you to the gambling house half a month ago and then accidentally left you in the demon den look like?" Le Xing asked, "Do you still remember?"

Thirteen yes.

"Find him and take him down. He must have the key evidence of Dazai's actions." Le Xing said, "Others go to get in touch with each other inside and outside the city. I want to know how the three armies are doing."

He made a gesture that meant immediately.

The swallows disappeared without a trace, Le Xing heaved a sigh of relief, and fell back in his seat.

He covered his eyes with his hands, and murmured: "If uncle is here, what would he do?"

***

"The first thing those people have to deal with is Le Sheng, because they are different from the monsters, they are going for the throne." His Majesty the Emperor said under the oil lamp.

In small restaurants in villages and towns near the imperial capital, besides buying wine, they also work part-time as home-cooked food, lodging, robbery, arson, and pimping. The people who live there are all shady people, so they can live there after paying a fee, and there is no registration.The two adults who had been eating and drinking for a long time finally fell asleep after many days. Wu Lun and Jiang Bo, who had been walking for a day, lay down and fell asleep, but the two adults still had many things to discuss.

"Le Sheng will be scared to death." Said Helian Yu who was sitting face to face with Le Dao at a three-legged table.

He paused and frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"When you were in Yunping, you told me that before leaving the imperial capital, you entrusted the government affairs to Dazai..."

"So it's a pity for them not to take advantage of such a good opportunity. I have wanted to take advantage of the aristocratic family for a long time, and deliberately sold a loophole. They really—"

"It really almost killed you?"

"Don't hit someone in the face, Helian."

Helian Yu looked at him coldly, Le Dao touched his nose and could only apologize.

"I know I shouldn't have tormented you so fiercely last night..."

"His Majesty!"

The light of the oil lamp on the wooden table flickered for a while, and the light became weaker, and could only shine on Le Dao's chin.But this is enough, just enough for Helian Yu to see Le Dao's smile clearly.

"But we are not dead, Helian," said His Majesty the Emperor, "they will be the ones who will die next."