I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

The Empress Dowager likes cleanliness and beauty. The Hall of Compassion and Ning has always been clean and full of flowers. The delicate and lovely maid girls often come in and out to relieve her boredom. But now all the girls who come in and out are crying girls with put on makeup and hands. The blood in the upper basin soaked the handkerchief red, and the water was lost.

Near dusk, the sky turned red in the midst of crying, gloomy and pressing down on the top of the human hair, the muddy rain disappeared, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Reluctantly, Ji Zheng moved forward with slow steps. As he moved forward, the oil-paper umbrella above his head moved forward. He moved half a step to the right, and the oil-paper umbrella moved half a step to the right.

Can't dodge.

"Is she dead?" Ji Zheng could only look up, and asked the owner of the oil-paper umbrella with his eyes.

Ming Ci Yue stretched out his hand and pushed him towards the entrance of the hall, but made no sound.

The identity of the assassin had been ascertained, and he was not a family member from the capital gathered outside the palace gate, but an ordinary villager who had lived in the lower reaches of the Taishui River for generations.

People gathered outside the palace, entered the palace to face the saint, and even stabbed with a knife. In fact, the empress dowager secretly gave her acquiescence.Dali Temple only traced the identity of the assassin, not the people from the capital gathered outside the palace gate, but ordinary villagers living in the lower reaches of the Taishui River for generations.

They reported the news to the emperor and Marquis Wu'an respectively, and then kept silent and did not dare to act rashly. After all, the palace was about to change.

This is very strange. It is impossible for a person to walk four hundred miles in one morning and three hours to get there.

Unless there is a horse galloping in the rain and snow, a person who whips the horse.

Ji Zheng didn't want to think too much, let alone look back at Ming Ciyue, and hid in the Hall of Compassion as if avoiding it.

Only half of the palace lanterns were lit in the hall, it was extremely dark, Marquis Wu An had already stepped into the hall before him, and stood silently in the shadow.

The crooked figure of the woman was curled up under the curtain and quilt, and the knife stabbed too far in the panic. If it was a young and strong person, it might be able to recover after lying down for a month, but it might not be possible to change it to this body up.

Marquis Wu An's brows and eyes were full of concern, but the corners of his mouth stood there with a smile that was not a smile. The Empress Dowager glared at him and waved to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng stood still, knowing very well in her heart that this woman was just beckoning to the royal family's surname "Ji" without giving up when she was in decline.

The Empress Dowager waved again.This time Marquis Wu An went up to meet her, and grabbed her hand first.

There was a heart-piercing cough, and her throat was full of blood, and she coughed for a long time without saying a word.

Ji Zheng could see clearly that it was Marquis Wu An who was holding her hand tightly, with a sad expression on his face, and he kept chanting for a while, "I obey your orders, please rest assured, the Empress Dowager."

He originally thought that the Gu family was a running dog attached to the Empress Dowager, but he never expected that the high-ranking mistress would be swallowed back one day.

This scene was so absurd and ridiculous, the maid, the imperial physician, just fell to her knees, guarding a pile of blood-stained gauze in silence.

Ji Zheng approached, took a panoramic view of the woman's face full of pain and begging, even the slight struggle and anticipation, and said coldly, "I will go to the mountain to live quietly and pray for the emperor's grandmother." Then he turned and walked towards the entrance of the hall. and go.

Only the babbling and babbling sounds squeezed out from the tip of the throat are left behind.

go, go.

Marquis Wu'an and the Empress Dowager dog-eat-dog, whatever he was involved in, he could have predicted that it would fall into Marquis Wu'an's hands, and the Empress Dowager would die within three days.

Before he died, there were still two forces fighting for containment. Once there was only one person left, the court might have to change his surname.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that Marquis Wu'an was busy seizing power, and rush to Yucheng Villa first. He wanted to see what the Gu family had hidden in this mysterious villa that could not be built, and what it had to do with the sinking things that night. What effect did Gu Congtian repeatedly provoked by the matter of finding the object?

Ming Ciyue was waiting for him at the front door of the Hall of Compassion and Ning with a paper umbrella, while Ji Zheng sneaked back to the Hall of Yanfu through the back door, walking fast along the way.As soon as he entered the palace, he immediately wrote an imperial decree in cursive: the emperor lost his virtue, tampered with the sluice gate, disturbed the dragon's veins, and caused the empress dowager to suffer from an old illness. The country prayed for seven days. During this period, Prince Jing was specially ordered to resign as the Minister of State Supervision, with full power and supervision of state affairs.

"Mingciyue, Minister of State Supervision..." With these words written in black and white on the yellow paper, Mingciyue is the regent who has stamped his seal.

When finishing writing, Ji Zheng could hear her heart beating non-stop.

If those days of secret love are fake, then what is real, is it real at this moment.

This is completely different from the opportunity for Mingci to rise to the top in the plot of the original book, and it is a dangerous move by Ji Zheng to go alone.He didn't have time to think about it, let alone tell Ming Ciyue, so he left the jade seal on the edict, and left the palace overnight in a carriage as if giving up completely.

At this moment, all around him are the guards placed by the Empress Dowager. These people have no masters at the moment, and they dare not let go of the current Holy Majesty easily, and they dare not stop him at will. Watch him leave the palace.

It was not yet dawn, and only six or seven hours had passed since the Empress Dowager's assassination.Ji Zheng didn't have time to change her clothes, she only wore a bright yellow thin court dress in the main hall, curled up in the corner of an ordinary dilapidated carriage, looking out of place.

The carriage slipped out of the palace gate while countless carriages and horses of prominent families came in and out of the palace gate to visit the empress dowager, and bumped all the way towards Beili Mountain.

At dawn the next day, when they found out that the emperor was not there, and found the edict, pushing Ming Ciyue to a high position to compete with Marquis Wu'an, Ji Zheng estimated that he would be able to rest his feet and complete the villa.

Mingciyue must be the emperor, and the emperor can only be Mingciyue.

Thinking of everything he had already arranged, Ji Zheng leaned against the window, relaxed slightly, and only then allocated a small amount of energy, feeling that his whole body was in pain, especially the arms that had been raised above his head. , legs wide apart.

Pain, the pain of bones being torn apart and retaken again, as the carriage bumped and swayed, Ji Zheng hummed softly and frowned.

Damn.

Obviously, he couldn't bear the temptation again and again, and he played with the bright moon and asked that person to serve him. In the end, he was always the one who couldn't bear to beg for mercy.

This carriage is so cold and chilly, it's not as good as the tender and tender place last night... Ji Zheng was drowsy, half-closed his eyes.

This time, he prepared a generous gift, and hoped that the emperor would like it.

It was just gray, and when the carriage was driving to the outskirts of the capital, it braked suddenly. Ji Zheng felt that his internal organs were about to be thrown out of place. Gravel, snow and dust splashed on both sides of the wheels and flew along the cracks of the curtains. into it.

Ji Zheng almost yelled out, and just as he lifted the curtain of the car, he was about to yell, but he heard the report from the guard: "Go back to the emperor, Prince Jing is catching up, do you want to stop, stop?"

In fact, it doesn't need to be said by him, Ji Zheng can already catch a glimpse of a black horse coming from the back of the car with a sideways glance. The horse is like a black steel knife, icy, and the snow dust is splitting flying waves under his hooves, scattering in all directions. Raised, dotted in the dark mane, as if another landing in a short life.

Ji Zheng was impatient and angry, the court was in turmoil right now, and when someone needed to come out to preside over the situation, Ming Ciyue followed him to the wilderness, who would take advantage of it to worship the king, Marquis Wu'an?

"Give me a fast horse, don't stop!"

The two horses raised their hooves and galloped again, making Ji Zheng dizzy in the carriage.

"My lord!" Ji Zheng could already hear Li Fengzhong's voice calling him out.

He was unmoved.

After a while, "The carriage in front is ordered to stop for this king."

"This king has an imperial edict written by the sage himself. He is the current minister of the country, and the regent will resign. Unless the emperor himself drives, who dares to fly ahead of this king."

The guard driving the car was really taken aback by this sentence, and suddenly slowed down.

Their chariots and horses are pretending to be folk chariots and horses at the moment, and they have absolutely no right to disobey the king's order.

Thinking of Mingci's imperial edict, Ji Zheng became so angry that he could lift the curtain and roar, "Zhen is the emperor."

While hesitating, the black horse had already followed to the side of the carriage.

Ji Zheng sneaked from the back of the carriage to the front, dodged the whip, and lashed the horse's hind legs. The horse let out a scream, and then slammed forward in the chasing wind that made people's cheeks hurt.

The guard would hold the reins, barely maintaining the balance of the carriage, and then Ji Zheng also took the reins with his hands.

But Ji Zheng's riding and shooting were all taught by Ming Ciyue, so how could he possibly surpass him.

I saw a burst of black lightning flashing across the dark sky. The lightning was crazily and desperately approaching from the outside, squeezed a little bit, and pulled the horse suddenly The slender horse's hooves kicked into the air, and the black and white mane was raised in the wind together with the man's stone-blue python robe, as if they were on fire, they came straight at him.

Their horses were frightened and forced onto the low slope next to the roadside tree. The carriage was tilted, and only one wheel on one side of the carriage was braked and rubbed against the ground, splashing sparks.

Just before the horse's head was about to hit the tree trunk, the black lightning blocked between the tree trunk and the carriage like a ghost, kicked the carriage back to the ground, and the two wheels finally hit the ground with a loud noise.

Ji Zheng panted heavily. He was swayed back to the inside of the carriage, holding the half-reined rein in his hand, his chest heaving up and down.

Don't die, Mingci is even more desperate!

He was so horrified that he didn't even have time to scold, but he heard the person outside uttered first, his voice was extremely cold, "Who is in the car, who didn't stop when he met me!"

The accompanying guards replied on his behalf according to the excuse discussed before: "Reporting to Your Highness, they are just a few female officials and maids in the palace. When they reach the age, they will be escorted back to their mother's house to find a good man to marry."

"Really?" The voice rose coldly, "But this king's mansion was stolen this morning and the treasures were lost. This king has reason to suspect and search your people and vehicles."

The guard had been told a long time ago that before the imperial decree in the palace was discovered in the morning, he must not go on the journey through the help of the dewy sage, so at this moment he was extremely anxious, "What did your Highness lose? It is really not in our carriage."

"Lost it, my concubine."

As soon as the words fell, the curtain of the car was raised, light and snow and people rushed in together, and no one could resist it anymore.

Ji Zheng subconsciously covered his eyes with his arms, kicked his legs and took a few steps back, but it was his blood-losing pale chun, his teeth trembling with cold, that fell into the wolf's mouth, and was devoured to nothing. Fierce and plundering, without mercy and forgiveness, captured with breath and screams, not even giving him a place to beg for mercy.

Angry and aggrieved, Ji Zheng let go of his arm suddenly, wanting to stare at him, but found that Ming Ciyue had been staring at him, those eyes were still the calm sea under the spring night, but he could no longer restrain the tide , surged up, the scarlet waves set off by the morning sun.

Ming Ci Yue rarely lost his composure in front of him, even between the beds.

He will always be a gentleman with ease, restraint and courtesy.

Don't die, Ji Zheng doesn't die either!

He pushed Ming Ci Yue violently, and Ming Ci Yue got up steadily, those eyes were still staring at him, as if staring at the neck of the prey in the trap.

Separated, eyes and breathing are still glued together.

The sound of two people's heavy breathing echoed one after another in the small compartment.

Ji Zheng pointed to the outside of the carriage and mouthed, "Crazy? I am the Son of Heaven!"

Secret love is secret love, that is the moment when you can only be tender and lingering in the corner.He would never allow anyone to discover that Mingci Yue was in favor with him, and he would never let Mingci Yue do things that would destroy his future.

The voice of the guard Nuonuo sounded from outside the carriage, "Your Highness, no...you didn't find it."

"found it."

"what?"

The guard only heard a few ping-pong sounds inside, and was so frightened that he wanted to rush in, but was immediately stopped by His Majesty's voice, "No entry!"

They are used to seeing how the sage humiliated and bullied King Jing. Now that the Empress Dowager has lost and King Jing has gained power, they don't know how to get revenge. But that person is a gentleman, the most respectable person in the Yanman Dynasty How could Mingci Yue take advantage of others' danger?

Inside the carriage, Mingci lowered his voice and suppressed his anger, and calmly said: "Empty words have no proof, why do you call yourself the Holy One." After finishing speaking, he raised the jade seal and imperial edict in his hand, "The evidence is here , this king is the minister appointed by the Holy One to oversee the country, the regent."

Ji Zheng seemed to be stupefied, dumbfounded by the question, and said with a suppressed voice: "Your jade seal imperial edict is given to you by me, and I gave it to you!"

Ming Ci Yue nodded and looked down at him: "Give it to me, it's mine, without the jade seal, without the dragon chair, what are you?"

If not the Holy One, what is he?Suddenly, the word "Princess" crossed his mind.

It turns out that if one day Ming Ci Yue is at the top and he is at the bottom, it will be like this, this kind of treatment...

He slammed all over his body, jumped up subconsciously, and reached for the imperial edict in Ming Ciyue's hand. As soon as he snatched it away, he immediately hugged his arms tightly and pressed them to his chest, wrapping them cherishedly with bright yellow court clothes stand up.

To his surprise, Ming Ci Yue held it very loosely, as if he didn't care, and let him grab it.

As soon as he snatched it away, the man immediately knelt down on one knee again, the previous condescending expression disappeared in an instant, and his humility was just like that when he first met him, "Your Majesty."

Ji Zheng was still in a cold sweat, and suddenly felt annoyed by being fooled, "Are you making me happy, are you happy?"

With a muffled nasal voice, "Hmm..."

"How dare you!"

Mingci interrupted him and said, "It's not as pleasant as the Holy Majesty abandoning his ministers at will."

"I'm delegating power to you. Who in the world doesn't want to be the regent, who doesn't want to be in power, and you will be abandoned by me!" Ah Dou was so angry that he hit him on the head with an imperial decree.

But as soon as Ming Ci raised his head, Ji Zheng couldn't let go, his eyes became clean and humble, he was instinctively resisting those eyes, resisting, afraid of looking into his eyes.

"I thought the Holy Majesty was deliberately avoiding what happened last night."

Ji Zheng stiffened her neck and said stiffly, "No."

"I thought the Holy Majesty was frightened and afraid of the assassination of the court."

Ji Zheng was guilty and stubborn, and muttered: "No."

"It's good if you don't have one..." Ming Ci Yue seemed to easily believe his clumsy lies, and smiled, "It's good not to be afraid of my minister."

Ji Zheng looked down at the toe of the shoe and hummed, and immediately realized that he was down to business, slowly raised his head, and said solemnly: "If this imperial edict is here, then what other edicts are left in the palace?"

Ming Ci Yue opened his mouth, but he didn't reply yet, only heard outside the car, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the subordinate just went to the post station not far away, the news from this palace has spread, it has spread..."

"Say!"

"Another imperial edict appeared in the palace, and your seal was also printed on it. Say yes, say yes..." The guard knelt down with a plop, "You are going to Yucheng Villa to meditate, and I have specially appointed Marquis Wu'an of the Gu clan as the Minister of State Supervision , full power to supervise state affairs."

Ji Zheng buzzed in his head, looked down at Ming Ciyue, and all he saw were countless double images.

Yucheng Villa is in the same direction as Lingcang Temple, and his destination is Yucheng Villa, that's right, the investigation must be done quietly. Now the whole world knows that he went to Yucheng Villa, what else can they find out!

"Turn, change, holy, decree..." Ji Zheng raised his hand to support his forehead.

Who is it, Yuxi is in Ming Ciyue's hands... But what good does such tampering do to him, what is the use.

Ming Ciyue's face was still calm and there was no abnormality, he stood up and gently rubbed his temples, leaned over and said: "Someone is about to catch up." He pointedly raised his jaw towards the guard outside the window.

That's right, Marquis Wu'an has become a minister of state supervision. Knowing where they are going and where Yuxi is going, this place will never be safe anymore.The guards outside the window were originally the Empress Dowager's people, but now they are like grass on the wall, and they will fall down when the wind blows.

Here, danger looms.

"Do you want to..." Ming Ci Yue slowly wrote a word in his palm.

"escape."

Do you want to run away with him?

Forget about the plot, forget about the power and position, go to his mother's monarchs, to his mother's uncles and nephews, whether it's a simple meal or a desperation, just break out of the cage and never look back.

It is hard for Ji Zheng to imagine that this is what Ming Ci Yue can say. Ming Ci Yue is different from a person like him. He is a gentleman with a family and country on his shoulders, enemies, responsibilities, and love and hatred. He is most imprisoned by himself If you are firmly held, you can't help yourself on the way home.

So, he took advantage of the rare occasion that the emperor's uncle went crazy.

Escape, escape now, and run to the snowy desert of Beili Mountain as if they were dying, no matter which direction the hunting wind blows them.Ji Zheng tightened that fist, holding "Escape" tightly in his palm.

He blinked, took a deep breath, blinked again, and said nothing.Ji Zheng had a vague feeling that Mingci would understand his eyes more and more.

"The Holy Majesty will do as the minister ordered..."

After a while, the guards outside couldn't hear the movement inside, only to see King Jing suddenly fell out of the carriage, holding on to the ground with his sword to keep him from falling, and there were two more signs of embarrassment on his face.

Besides that, who else would dare to fight the current regent!

King Jing's face was unharmed, he glanced at them indifferently, and said: "Escort Shengshang to Yucheng Villa as soon as possible, and don't stop anyone. The Holy Majesty sent me back to the palace to take care of the fake imperial decree."

Is the one in the palace a fake? !

Everyone nodded knowingly, told the Holy Majesty to sit down, drove the carriage back to the official road, and galloped forward.

From the corner of their eyes, they watched King Jing's black horse running back and disappearing into the vast expanse of whiteness.

After a while, the sound of horseshoes came from behind. This time it was not a single horse, but a small group of troops. The sound of horseshoes trampled out thousands of troops.

Good fellow, the Holy Majesty is going to visit the villa, so many people have come to stop him, they really think that they, the Empress Dowager's staff, are just for nothing.

The guard spat and sped up his horse.

"I am Gu Congyun, the son of the Marquis of Wu'an. Your Majesty, it is me." The leader of the group of horses shouted loudly, "The horses ahead, please stop quickly."

When the guard thought that Marquis Wu'an was a pirated regent, the jade seal was already in King Jing's hands, and that the Gu family would fall before tomorrow, he immediately gained confidence and slapped the horse quickly.

At this moment, another group of people suddenly entered in front of the carriage, and slammed into the front of the carriage without any hesitation.

The two horses slammed to the brakes.

Those people covered their faces and brandished machetes in their hands. They surrounded them in a semicircle, and they were dumbfounded by the group of guards. They usually do some assassination for the Empress Dowager at most. The West Desert people who passed the battlefield were about to flee with their heads in their hands.

At this moment, Gu Congyun's men also surrounded him from behind.

"What are you running away from! The monarch is here to march on his own, and when he encounters an enemy, he abandons his armor and drags his troops. What kind of man is he?" Gu Congyun didn't know why there were people from the West Desert here, so he subconsciously waved his sword and led the troops forward.

The two groups of people faced each other with real swords and guns, and the carriage was besieged in the middle of the shouting and beating.

Ji Zheng put her legs together, put her hands on her knees, and sat nervously and quietly in the carriage, like a young girl waiting to be married, her heels kicking back and forth on the ground.

"My lord, come out quickly." It was Gu Congyun's voice.

Ji Zheng subconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes.

He couldn't just go out like this, he was still waiting for someone.

The next moment, the voice was kicked aside, and the curtain of the car was lifted again. The black sword tip raised the corner of the curtain, and brought in a pair of white and slender hands, followed by a tall and powerful body, and went up. Half of his body leaned in, his face was covered with a half mask of the West Desert Wolf Totem, his appearance was ferocious and terrifying.

Ji Zheng was stunned suddenly, there might really be two Ming Ciyue in the world, and this one belongs to Xin Erlie who belongs to the grassland and desert, not his Prince Jing of Dayan.

In an instant, the ears were quiet, and only the sound of wind and treetops passed by.

The man who came to pick up the palanquin was a wolf who came to snatch the marriage. He was sharp and vigorous. He could obviously grab him by the neck and snatch him away, but he stretched out his paw respectfully, exposing his soft palm to him.

"Uncle Emperor..." Ji Zheng bypassed that hand and raised it to touch the half of the mask. The mask was like a scalded scar, and the scarlet and terrifying lines were like abrupt roots, covering half of the face of the person in front of him. .

Mingci Yue took off his mask, smiled briefly, turned his face away hastily, and didn't give him any chance to hesitate, he carried the small bright yellow body on his left shoulder, turned around and jumped out of the carriage nimbly, rushing out of the tight encirclement .

The yellow color was too eye-catching in a group of black crows, Gu Congyun aimed at the target almost instantly, broke out of the encirclement without hesitation, overthrew many people one after another, and followed closely.

Damn.

The plan is that Mingci Yue takes advantage of the chaos to snatch him out of the crowd and finish the job. Someone in disguise will change his clothes for him and sit back in the carriage.But who would have thought that Ji Zheng's head was hanging in the air, and he looked back, good guy, Gu Congyun is far behind him, and he is following closely.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, not forgetting to cooperate with acting, he twisted his whole body and exclaimed, "Bold thief, let me down, let me down quickly!"

Ming Ciyue also glanced back, raised his eyebrows in displeasure, thought for a while, and exaggeratedly patted the emperor's buttocks twice on the shoulder.

Ji Zheng: "..."

"Oh!" He immediately widened his eyes, bit his lips tightly, and forgot to scold him for acting, all the blood flowed back from his whole body and rushed to his face, completely ashamed into a little sack that couldn't speak or move.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Gu Congyun's eyes were red, and he rushed forward like a calf without hesitation, tripping over the branches in the jungle, and then he was knocked to the ground by the opponent who caught up behind him. When he finally finished his solution and stood up, the two had disappeared without a trace.

Gu Congyun was powerless and crazily punched the tree trunk, then ran back quickly, wanting to run back to the original place and chase after him with his horse.

Unexpectedly, there was another group of people kneeling around the carriage, the curtains were blown by the wind, revealing the familiar side faces and the bright yellow brocade clothes.

Gu Congyun was stunned for a long while, then he stumbled forward and was about to lift the curtain.

"Gu Congyun." The voice from inside the carriage was hoarse.

He hurriedly replied: "It's me, it's me, I'm here. But what's the matter, my lord, just now, no..." He stammered and couldn't form a complete sentence.

There was silence in the carriage for a while.

"The person who was robbed just now...can you see his face clearly?"

Gu Congyun slowly came up with an idea, the man kept his head down, he didn't see clearly, maybe he wasn't the real Holy One, maybe, maybe he was just a substitute!His Majesty is still sitting here upright, has not been touched by others, has not been humiliated like that...

He relaxed a little in his heart, trembling his hands, he still wanted to step forward to lift the curtain to confirm.

"Don't, don't!" The panic in that tone aroused his suspicion again.

There was another strange silence, so silent that Gu Congyun almost drew his knife and used the tip of the knife to lift the curtain.

There was finally movement in the carriage again, and he lifted the curtain by himself, "Gu Congyun, don't you want to be my Ming Ci Yue, Ming Ci Yue will not lift the curtain offensively at this moment."

Gu Congyun only confirmed it with one glance, then hastily withdrew his sword and lowered his eyes.

A gentleman is a gentleman, the more he can bear Mingci, the more he can bear it.

"Your Majesty, sit down." Gu Congyun cupped his fists and half knelt, "I will escort you to Yucheng Villa right now."

The author has something to say: Ji Zheng: I suspect that you are using the public to benefit the public and seek personal gain, but I have no evidence

In fact... It's not that Gu San has no chance to lift the curtain, but now he is like a dream, immersed in this fake tenderness, as long as the Holy One is willing to keep him, it will be fine if he is willing to use him as a substitute. (Say bb for him in a low voice, it's still 1v11v11v1

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