His Majesty is ill

It was night at the pier, Feng Konghua and Mo Ming left the inn, and according to the agreement with Gu You, the two walked towards the pier without haste.

The locals are used to going to bed early, and today is July [-]th, so the popularly known "Ghost Festival" is a day when the gates of ghosts are wide open and the ghosts who have been imprisoned in the underworld for a long time come out to "release the wind". The doors and windows of every household are closed, and basically no one will continue to stay on the street.

At this time, it was almost midnight, the night was already deep, and the street was extremely deserted, and there was not even a trace of human beings in sight.

"Those ghosts have a lot of face. When they come out to sneak around, someone will take the initiative to clear the way for them. You see, the whole street is now theirs, and they can walk wherever they want.

Even when my imperial driver travels, he has never cleared his way so thoroughly. Could it be that you are being lazy? "

Walking in the extraordinarily quiet night, besides the footsteps of myself and Mo Ming, there is the "rustle" sound of the paper lanterns on both sides of the street as the night wind blows, which is really scary to my ears.

A gust of cold wind blew past, Feng Konghua only felt a chill on the back of his neck, goosebumps from being frozen in Daxia's bewilderment, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to tighten his collar a little.

As if to break the too quiet atmosphere around him, Feng Konghua suddenly turned his head, and half-jokingly said to Mo Ming who was silently following beside him.

"Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has won the hearts of the people. Every time he travels, many people look forward to it, just to see the sky.

No matter how clear the road is, the subordinates will not be able to stop the people's reverence for Your Majesty. It is almost impossible to leave no one on the street.

If His Majesty really doesn't want to see other people on the street while traveling, all he needs to do is go back and issue an edict.

The subordinates believe that as long as His Majesty orders that the people are not allowed to watch you when you travel, out of respect for you, the people should be very willing to choose to stay behind closed doors. "

Hearing this, Mo Ming's face, which has always been Gujing Wubo, darkened for an instant, and then his tone of voice without emotion rang out in the dark night, completely ignoring the changes of His Majesty the Emperor around him following his words. His complexion was getting darker and darker, and he said to himself: "Also, Your Majesty, even if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, in order to save some unnecessary troubles, we'd better do as the Romans do.

Today is a special day, the dead are the most important, the subordinates are bold, please be careful with your Majesty's words. "

"...

Mo Ming, you said, with your inflexible temperament, how did you become the leader of my hidden guard in the first place? "

It was just that I was bored and wanted to make a joke, but unexpectedly, I was blocked for a long time by the usually silent Mo Ming, Feng Konghua's forehead twitched, and he tried hard to suppress the depression and anger in his heart, black and calm asked the face.

"My subordinates are dull by nature. When I was in the hidden guard training camp, although my martial arts were not bad, it was not outstanding. I thought that in my life, I could only be a little boy who hid in the dark all day long. It's just a hidden guard, I never thought that I would be honored to be appreciated by a nobleman, and this is why I am honored to be the commander of Your Majesty's hidden guard.

Over the years, your majesty has always remembered your support and support in the past, and is very grateful. "

Hearing this, the expression on Mo Ming's face did not change, and he said softly with his cold and handsome face.

With such a calm and steady tone, it seems that he is really just narrating something that doesn't matter at first sight, rather than making fun of his master around the corner.

Even after he finished speaking, he naturally ignored his master's dark face, pointed to the pier not far away with a straight face, and reminded: "Master, the pier is here.

There are a lot of people in this place, so can we discuss the question of whether your subordinates are qualified for your position as the commander of the hidden guard? "

"...

Mo Ming, you really impress me all the time..."

He completely forgot that the commander of the hidden guards in front of him, who always had a coffin face, was precisely His Majesty the Emperor, whom he had personally selected and appointed. The already dark complexion was so dark that it almost merged with the surrounding pitch black night.

Actually being blocked twice by this subordinate who basically doesn't talk much on weekdays, Feng Konghua was in a hurry, but because there was nothing disrespectful in what the other party said, and there was no loophole to refute, he couldn't directly attack, this feeling, It's quite...

Tired of ah.

His Majesty the Emperor, who could not express his anger, squinted his eyes and stared at the people around him, as if he wanted to see something from the other's immobile face, but in the end he found nothing and could only continue to hold his breath , snorted coldly, turned his head away from Mo Ming who was beside him, and walked directly towards the pier.

"My subordinates are stupid, and they can achieve today's achievements only because of your teaching, Your Majesty..."

Seeing the young monarch who was so angry that he couldn't speak, and could only walk forward sullenly, Mo Ming lowered his head, pretending to be open-minded to be taught, his thin lips that were always pressed tightly were drooping. Under the cover of silk, he bent slightly.

Looking at the back of the other party striding away, Mo Ming replied in a low voice again, and then he didn't care whether the other party heard it or not, he just followed up.

Although the pier late at night is not as lively as it is during the day, it is also completely different from the deserted street the two walked through just now. People, the bustling crowd gathered together, chatting with each other in a low voice, although it is not lively, but compared with the too cold street not far away, it is completely like two different worlds.

Annoyed by his own family members, His Majesty the Emperor, who was unable to get angry, has long been tired of those criss-crossing, deserted and quiet streets that seem to have no end. With a big stride, he walked over without hesitation.

After getting closer, Feng Konghua realized that there were more people gathered on this small pier than he had imagined, most of them were dressed as businessmen, and Jiuyou Island was only open to the public on this day every year. It seems that these people are taking advantage of this opportunity to go to the mysterious but rich island to make a fortune.

Except for the businessmen who accounted for the majority of the crowd, there were also quite a few people in the rest of the crowd who were dressed as people in the Jianghu. It's worth looking into.

It seems that there are quite a few people who want to go to the city of vain death that ordinary people can't go to take advantage of today's "Gate of Ghosts is wide open". Eyebrows, lips curled into a slightly sarcastic arc.

His still plain eyes scanned the crowd for a while, and then settled on a certain corner, where stood the ally he had just met today.

Seeing the person he was looking for, the curvature of Feng Konghua's lips deepened, and he walked directly towards the corner where the other person was.

"It's late, brother Laogu has been waiting for a long time."

Leading Mo Ming around the dense crowd, Feng Konghua walked up to Gu You, who also saw their master and servant, smiling and looking at him. The girl of "Qingyu" slid past, and when it landed on a young man with an ordinary appearance standing next to Gu You, wearing a half-worn green cloth robe and exuding a scholarly atmosphere, Feng Konghua's gaze He paused for a moment, but quickly moved away without a trace, and returned to Gu You.

Looking at the man in front of him who seemed unaware of his scrutiny, Feng Konghua's lips curved slightly apologetically, and said softly.

"No, the two of you came on time, and we have just arrived."

It is said that since seeing Feng Konghua's appearance, he has remained silent, pretending to be unaware, squinting the other party's eyes unconsciously, observing a large number of movements of their group like a cunning fox. Gu You closed his gaze as if nothing had happened, and smiled gently at Feng Konghua's master and servant who had already walked in front of him, and then he seemed to understand Feng Konghua's mind, and pointed The young man standing beside him introduced the two of them: "This is my subordinate, and also Qingji's elder brother---Qingye."

"Young Master Yue, Young Master Mo."

Different from the lively and jumpy temperament of his younger sister Qingji, this young man called "Qingye" seemed much calmer, and he didn't seem to like to talk very much. After Gu You opened his mouth to introduce the two of them , he just looked up at the two of them, nodded to them respectively, and after saying hello, he retreated behind Gu You and resumed the original silence.

"Brother Gu's subordinates are indeed all dragons and phoenixes among men. I really envy you."

Squinting his eyes to look at the quiet young man, Feng Konghua pursed his lips and said to Gu You with a smile.

His eyes swept over the person who was still indifferent to his praise, and a glint of unknown meaning flashed in his phoenix eyes, which were blocked by the drooping eyelashes.

Feng Konghua is happy and quiet, if it were normal, he would probably appreciate this person's personality quite a bit, but because of the lessons learned from Mo Ming, he now feels that a person with this personality is definitely not a good thing...

"Brother Yue praised you absurdly. The subordinates are already stupid. If Brother Yue compliments a few more words, I guess Gu won't dare to bring them out in the future to embarrass himself."

Hearing this, Gu You chuckled in a low voice. While following Feng Konghua's guest, he turned around and took two lanterns from the hands of the brother and sister behind him, and handed them to the hands of the master and servant in front of him. When passing the lantern, the master and servant, who looked a little puzzled, explained: "This lantern is a keepsake from Shangjiuyou Island, please take it well. If you lose this guiding light, you won't be able to enter the city of death in vain."

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