Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Su Yan returned home before the snow fell heavily.

As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw the door open, and Jing Hongzhui came up to him holding an oil-paper umbrella made of hibiscus bark.Su Yan got under the umbrella and said with a smile, "Ah Zhui has been waiting for the door and came out when he heard the sound of wheels?"

Jing Hongzhui carefully shook the snow foam on his shoulders, "If your lord doesn't come back, this subordinate will go to Honglu Temple to pick you up."

The two held an umbrella together and entered the yard.In the flower hall, Xiao Bei and Xiao Jing had prepared hot soup and hot dishes, which were simmering on the charcoal, and they would serve dinner as soon as their adults came back.

After Su Yan finished washing and sat down, Xiao Jing muttered while laying vegetables: "The first day of the Lunar New Year will not be safe, my lord is too tired to be an official! Can you rest at home tomorrow?"

"No, the case has not yet been settled." Su Yan drank half a bowl of hot chicken soup, breathed out comfortably, and his stomach gradually warmed up, "Don't worry, you adults will not treat me badly, and I will steal when I want to be lazy." .”

It was rare for Xiao Bei to agree with Xiao Jing's words: "If your lord is still lazy, there will be no hard-working officials in the court. The government offices are sealed and closed, and only your lord is still busy with business."

"Who said that the emperor, as the king of a country, is still busy with state affairs. In terms of diligence, no one can compare with him." Su Yan comforted the boys, "You two stay at home obediently, you should rest , It’s time to tidy up. Wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, my lord will take you to the Meridian Gate to watch the Aoshan Lantern Festival, and set up a VIP seat with a great view.”

After dinner, Su Yan ordered Jing Hong to come to his room and have something to say.

With a secret throbbing expectation, Jing Hongzhui washed herself clean from the outside to the inside, changed into new clothes, knocked on the door and entered Master Su's bedroom, not even bringing the sword that never left her body.

Su Yan had just finished taking a bath, put on a quilted patch over the middle sheet, moved the charcoal basin to the bed to warm up, looked up and smiled, "This is Ah Zhui's new clothes for the Chinese New Year? This 'blush' color looks good, but it's faded Dot, it will be corrected if it is more red."

The more shy Jing Hongzhui felt in her heart, the more rigid her expression became.He stepped on the step in front of the bed, knelt halfway, put Su Yan's feet in cotton socks into his arms, and said: "Pure red is more suitable for use on the bed sheet, and it can bring out the adult... all in white." Flesh."

"Huh?" Su Yan felt that something was wrong.

Jing Hong caught up with Master Su and didn't scold him, didn't even refute him, so she summoned up her courage and continued, "Then my subordinates will start kissing Sir's feet and toes, kissing all over the body inch by inch, so as to teach Sir how to use his snow-white skin and flesh." They're all dyed blushing."

Su Yan: "..."

Su Yan: "Jing Hong chases after you. Are you too full and want to smoke?"

Jing Hong chased: "Your Excellency, you can whip as much as you want, and your subordinates are not afraid of pain. If your lord has ordered it earlier, your subordinates will come in with their own whips."

Su Yan saw that he started to pick off his own socks, and kicked his chest angrily, "I'm really out of my mind! I asked you to talk about business, what the hell do you think you are going to do?!"

Jing Hongzui was stunned: "I thought... Your Excellency called me to sleep with you."

Su Yan was thunderous, took a deep breath and said, "I don't need you to sleep! Get up!"

There was a trace of grievance in Jing Hongzhui's eyes: "My lord doesn't want me, because I want Shen Qi who is like a jackal? Why? If I can't serve my lord comfortably because of my bad skills, my subordinates can study hard and practice hard."

Su Yan went crazy: "None of them! Get the hell out! Everyone is shameless and shameless, their skin is thicker than the city wall. He is a bright wall, and you are a dark wall. They are all fucking virtuous! Let go and give me the socks Put it back on!"

Jing Hongzhui had no choice but to obey, and then knelt on the pedal: "This subordinate misunderstood the meaning of the lord, please punish the lord."

How to punish?If you scold you, you accept it humbly and never change it, but if you beat you, I will hurt you back!Su Yan sighed in frustration, took Jing Hongzhui's arm, pulled him to the edge of the bed, and sat side by side to warm up the fire together.

"I'm looking for you for something serious."

Jing Hongzhui bowed her head in shame, and moved the charcoal basin towards Lord Su with the tip of her toes, "Your Excellency, just give orders."

Su Yan told him the whole story of the Honglu Temple case in detail, and asked: "You are from the Jianghu, and you should be better informed than Beizhen Fusi. Is there anyone you suspect?"

Jing Hong followed her, her face gradually turned cold, she was silent for a moment, and said: "Yes. But this subordinate has to verify it in person, so as not to suspect the wrong person and mislead the adults."

"Really? Who is it, a descendant of the Tianyin Sect? Or other sects?"

"My lord, rest first. This subordinate will go out for a while, and will be back in a couple of hours." Jing Hongchai didn't answer directly, and got up to leave.

Su Yan reminded: "I know you have great martial arts skills, but be careful when sailing for thousands of years. Don't take risks and come back early."

Jing Hong looked at him deeply: "Your Excellency loves me, I will remember it in my heart."

Su Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and looked away, "You are my personal bodyguard, of course you have to do well, otherwise I have to recruit another—"

The second half of the sentence was blocked in his mouth.

Su Yan was thrown backwards on the quilt, struggling hard, unable to break free, so he had to let it go.

After a while, Jing Hong chased up to the tip of his nose, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, breathe."

Su Yan took a deep breath, his cheeks really turned blush.Jing Hongzhui kissed again, compared to the previous few times, she has improved rapidly, and she is not "speaking clumsy" at all.But the hand was still raw, because Mr. Su held his wrist tightly, not allowing him to reach into the hem of his clothes.

"You... Hurry up and leave..." Mr. Su was kissed so hard that he was about to die, and pushed him hard.

Jing Hongzhui gave an honest "hmm", then left swiftly, and went back to the room to get the sword.

Su Yan lay on his back on the bed, managed to catch his breath, and cursed at the roof of the tent: "The dog is getting more and more courageous, master, if I don't show my power, I will really be climbed on top of my head by my concubine!"

Jing Hong changed into dark night clothes, took a sword and a hidden weapon, and came to Prince Yu's mansion with ease.

He wasn't sure if Fuyin really followed his suggestion and went to Prince Yu's mansion to avoid disaster, but it was still a clue.

The palace is vast and has many servants.According to Jing Hongzhui's understanding of Fuyin, the other party is arrogant and arrogant, it is impossible to do menial work such as chores, and it is more likely to be a bodyguard.So he sneaked directly into the courtyard where the guards lived, looking into each room.

Ordinary guards sleep in four-person bunks, and because of the annual leave, the beds are quite empty.Some of the guards were patrolling the night, and those who didn't have their turn drank, played leaf cards, and slept soundly.

It took Jing Hong a lot of effort to chase after her, and finally found Fuyin sleeping on the bed in one of the more spacious and exquisite wing rooms.

This wing room is obviously only for the leader level to live in. It seems that his junior brother has been doing well in the palace not long after he arrived?Jing Hongzhui quietly floated into the room, and amidst the aroma of wine, picked up the wine bowl with a little water mark on the table, and sniffed it carefully.

He put down the bowl, walked to the bed, and stared at the person on the bed expressionlessly.

Then he slapped the hilt of the sword hard on the raised quilt.

Now Fuyin had no choice but to open his eyes, and said with a light smile: "Since senior brother came to see me, why don't you look at me for a while, and wake me up for whatever you do."

Jing Hong chased her former classmates and became a piece of impenetrable ice, she said stiffly: "I want to ask you something."

"Ask." Fuyin sat up leisurely.

"Where were you last night?"

"New Year's Eve? Of course I'm in the palace, and I'm homeless. I wanted to have a New Year's Eve dinner with my senior brother, but after thinking about it, my senior brother didn't even want me to meet that lord, and I probably wouldn't even stay." I've eaten. I'd better eat together with the guards."

Jing Hong stared at the subtle expressions and eyes on his face: "Ecstasy Feiyin wants to control four people at the same time, even with the help of the Nightmare Technique, it will be very difficult for you? After I left the Seven Killing Battalion, have you grown a lot?"

Fuyin looked at him innocently: "What are you talking about? I haven't played the flute for a long time. The last time I played it was when I introduced you to meet each other. As for the people in the palace, what's the use of controlling them? Monthly money?"

Jing Hong chased him without saying a word, and went forward to pinch his veins.

Fuyin jumped up, the flute got out from the bottom of the quilt, and stabbed at Jing Hongchai's key point, trying to force him to stop.

Both of them were familiar with each other's skills and moves, and they didn't want to disturb the guards outside the house, so they just used their moves without making any big noise.

After more than a dozen rounds, Jing Hong chased the chess and won a move. The sword edge of her right hand pressed against Fuyin's neck, and at the same time, her left hand clasped his pulse door to probe the true energy in his body.

The true qi is reversed, the qi and blood are weak, and there are many unhealed cracks in the meridians, which seem to be the symptoms of excessive internal energy consumption and backlash by kung fu.Jing Hongzhui said firmly: "The four Wala people who died in Honglu Temple last night were all written by you."

There was a smile on the corner of Fuyin's mouth, but his eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pool: "Why, as a man of the Ming Dynasty, senior brother, do you still want to fight for the Tartars?"

Jing Hong pursued, "I don't care if they live or die. I just want to know if this is a new mission of the Seven Killing Battalion?"

"The Hidden Sword Sect is destroyed, and the Seven Killing Battalion is also hidden. It's too late for me to separate myself from them. How can I accept any ghost missions?"

"Then why are you making a move?"

"Is it okay to see those Wala people who are not pleasing to the eye? The barbarians in the Northern Desert, if they kill them, they will be killed, so what. Are there still few Central Plains people who died at their hands?"

Jing Hongzhui said coldly: "You were ordered to assassinate the governor of Liaodong, but you never hesitated at all. You don't care if the border is lost, and you care about the lives of other people in the Central Plains?"

Fuyin laughed and said: "Isn't it the same for senior brother? We are all ghosts that haunt the night, when do we care about the lives of the living? But now, senior brother actually has a patriotic heart. It's really interesting. I don't know love." Is it the country or the main family?"

"Lord's house" in this era is one of the names a wife calls her husband.Jing Hongchai was stabbed in the lung tube by him, her face became more and more fierce, and the sword edge pressed down: "Don't talk nonsense, follow me."

"Where are you going, report to the officer?" Fuyin giggled, "Go and tell Shuntian Fu Yin that I am a remnant of the Yinjian Sect, and so are you. Even your family, Mr. Su, cannot escape the crime of covering up. By the way , I remember the government issued a bulletin, which clearly stated that 'everyone who has had a close relationship with Yinjianmen is an accomplice, and the law will not be forgiven lightly'. This is an oracle! It seems that the elder brother does not love the master's family, but hates the master's family. The master wants to take him to be buried with him."

Jing Hong chased and bit her back molars, trying to wipe her junior brother's neck with a sword.

But in the end there is still a little bit of affection.In the entire Yinjianmen, and even the Seven Killing Battalion, he was the only person who had received favors and given favors, and there was only one Fuyin.

"No matter who you are instigated by or what your purpose is, as long as you don't interfere with my lord, I will spare your life. Next time, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Fuyin asked back: "What is called obstruction?"

Jing Hong chased after him: "Master Su wants to protect whomever you want, you are not allowed to touch anyone; Master Su wants to protect this country, so you are not allowed to touch any actions that lead to turmoil in the country and security. In this way, you and I Only then can we live in peace, and I can let you go today. Otherwise, I will kill you with one sword, and then destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and no one will be able to drag you into trouble."

Fuyin pondered for a long time, seemed to be constantly weighing and calculating, and finally gave in and said: "I don't want to fight with my senior brother to the point of life and death. I killed the Wala people last night. I used people's money to eliminate disasters for others. I don't know if it will lead to border crossings." Turmoil. As for the identity of the employer, I can't disclose it. Even if you leave the Seven Killing Camp, the rules will always be the rules, you know, senior brother.

"Since senior brother has made his words so clear, I might as well make a promise that I will never take action against anyone involved in the state affairs of the court. Even if I am forced to accept orders for livelihood, I must first confirm that the other party deserves what they deserve. Is this the head office? "

He spoke sincerely, and Jing Hongzhui didn't want to punish him without teaching him, so he nodded and said, "Remember your promise! Find a suitable scapegoat and let Mr. Su settle the case smoothly." .”

Fuyin fully agreed, seeing Jing Hongchai turned around to leave, she took two steps after her and said, "Brother..."

Jing Hongzhui didn't want to talk to him, but because of his meager patience, he still paused for a while.

"Brother, have you ever thought about leaving this quagmire and traveling around the world and the world, where the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly?"

Jing Hong thought about it and said, "Yes."

A gleam of joy flashed across Fuyin's eyes, and she was about to speak again, but she heard the other party firmly say: "Before I met Mr. Su. Now, he is my sea, my sky."

With the sword back sheathed, Jing Hongzhui drifted away without hesitation.

Fuyin stared at the direction where he disappeared with cold eyes.

After standing still for a long time, he also performed lightness kung fu and left the palace without alarming anyone.

In a remote and deserted alley, Fuyin's figure emerged from the darkness.He stood by the wall like a ghost, suddenly squatted down, and pressed eight marks with his index finger stained with cinnabar on the inconspicuous place at the bottom of the dilapidated wall.

The imprints are arranged in a fan shape, like an eight-petal blood lotus, blooming in the dark night.