Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The long night was coming to an end, and the sky turned from dark blue to indigo, and then gradually turned pale.

There were seven or eight bruises on Jing Hongzhui's body, but all of them were only on the flesh.On the other hand, Xuetong Fuyin, with a sword in his left lung, coughing with blood froth, is obviously at the end of his battle.

The whites of the eyes were bloodshot, and the pupils were red as if they were about to burst. Fuyin forcibly circulated her true energy, blocking the meridians of the wound. Holding the flute in her left hand, she wanted to play another ecstasy flying tone, but was chased by Jing Hong with a sword and pierced her dantian.

He screamed in pain, coughing up blood, and said: "You abolish my cultivation, but don't kill me, want to torture me to extract a confession? I'm not as good as you wish..."

Jing Hong retreated after the sword point, reached out and tapped several acupoints on him to stop the bleeding, "This is beyond your control. Your lord has the final say on how to deal with it."

"...Do you want to know about the camp owner?" Fuyin's almost out-of-focus eyes looked behind Jing Hongchai, and suddenly there was a smile mixed with viciousness, pleasure and sadness, "Okay, you can ask him yourself .”

A sharp chill crept up Jing Hongzhui's neck along his back, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis—right behind him!

He grabbed Fuyin's collar and rushed forward without hesitation, but the way ahead was blocked by a tall figure.

The man had a hood on his head, and was tightly covered by a red robe, with black leather gloves on his hands outside the cuffs.The bronze mask covered his eyebrows, while the lower half of his face was covered by a fine black metal net, and his lips moved when he spoke.

"Tianzi No. 23." The red-robed man's voice was like sand rubbing against each other, indistinguishable from male and female, "Those who betray the camp will die."

Jing Hong pursued with sword energy as if facing a formidable enemy, and suddenly let it out.The tip of the sword covered with black and white nebula patterns trembled at high speed, making a humming sound.

Under strong pressure, the sword clanked.Never turning back, I am invincible - this is his sword intent.

The wine glass slipped from his fingers and fell to pieces on the ground. The dark red wine splashed on the hem of his clothes, like a string of fresh blood.

Su Yan was slightly stunned, and murmured: "I suddenly felt a palpitation just now... I'm sorry."

Immediately, a clever servant stepped forward to clean it, chanting "Smashing peace".

The emperor got up, touched Su Yan's forehead, and ordered Wang Chunfu, the envoy of the imperial hospital who was driving with him, to come and take the pulse.

"It's just that I accidentally slipped my hands. I'm fine, really..." Su Yan couldn't evade, and was carefully examined by the imperial physician.

The envoy of Wang Yuan reported after the examination: "Master Su, this is the disorder of Qi mechanism caused by brain shock. It should be noted that 'the brain is the residence of the primordial spirit', the clear orifices are blocked and coma, the stagnation of qi leads to headache, and the primordial spirit is depressed. And dizziness, amnesia, disturbance of stomach qi and nausea and vomiting..."

When the emperor himself had a headache, he didn't like to summon the imperial physician, let alone listen to Wang Chunfu's medical theory, because he thought he was making a fuss out of a molehill.This time, he listened seriously and asked, "He has all these symptoms, how should he treat them?"

Court Envoy Wang had a rare opportunity to express his joy in front of the imperial court, and he played it eloquently for a while, and finally concluded: "Looking at his pulse, Mr. Su is not seriously ill now, and he will recover after resting in bed for ten days and a half months."

The emperor's face softened a lot.

Su Yan muttered in a low voice: "I just said it's fine, I have a mild concussion, and I'll be fine."

"The imperial doctor asked you to stay in bed and rest, so you should obey the doctor's advice honestly and don't go out. Half a month's sick leave, I have approved it, and you are not allowed to come to court tomorrow."

After rinsing his mouth and hands, the emperor got up and said, "Have a good rest, I won't disturb you, so I'm leaving now. There is no need to see you off."

He said that there is no need to send him off, how could he really not send him off, anyway, he has to be mean.Su Yan took the cloak from the servant, draped it on the emperor's shoulders, then took a step back, bowed and saluted.

The emperor didn't move, watching him: "...that's it?"

Su Yan: "Huh?"

"The belt isn't fastened yet."

Su Yan suddenly remembered that day in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he applied scalding ointment to his hands, and was asked to wear a dragon robe for the emperor. The laces could not be tied, so he was ordered to use his mouth...The heat spread from the base of his ears to his cheeks, and he blushed one slice.

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a smile, "Use your hands."

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to tie a beautiful bow on the neckline of the cloak.He tilted his head to look at it, felt a strange cuteness, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"The emperor is going back to the palace?"

Feeling the warm breath close at hand, the emperor closed his eyes a little fuzzy, as if he wanted to reach out to caress the blush on his cheeks, and turned to pull the lace halfway, and replied with a disdainful expression: "I heard King Yu was also injured last night, since I have left the palace, I will turn to him to have a look."

After Shengjia left, Su Yan turned around and asked Su Xiaojing, "Does our family have blood-enriching medicinal materials such as donkey-hide gelatin?"

Xiao Jing thought for a while, and replied: "It seems that there are a few packs of donkey-hide gelatin deer antler powder. I don't remember which colleague of the adult gave it as a New Year's gift."

Su Yan asked him to find it and send it to Prince Yu's Mansion, saying that it was a gift of thanks for the rescue last night.

Su Xiaojing dug it out and saw that there was a prescription in it, which read "Donkey-hide gelatin, velvet antler, cuttlefish bone, angelica, and cattail. This five-flavored powder is taken with wine, three spoons a day, and taken at night. Treat women Leaking more than ever."

He was not very literate, and his reading was poor, so he came out with a bunch of medicine bags, and said to Su Yan: "My lord, the medicines are all good medicines, but I always feel that something is wrong...It keeps coming for me to treat someone. ?”

Su Yan took it over and took a look, oh, treat the anemia caused by too many aunts.

"Anyway, it's all blood enrichment, as long as it works." He waved his hand with a suppressed smile, and asked Xiao Jing to make the package look better, and put the prescription at the bottom of the medicinal materials, "Attach my name card tomorrow morning and send it to Prince Yu's Mansion .”

Xiaojing and Xiaobei cleaned up the flower hall and kitchen, while Su Yan was pacing up and down under the bare old peach tree in the yard with a pot of Xiaoshi fruit tea in his hand, thinking: Why hasn't Ah Zhui come back?

At the wonton stall at the end of Dongshi Street, the lanterns swayed on the pillars, the fireworks were almost extinguished, and after the wind passed, they lit up again like dead ashes.

The boss's ordinary and dull face, in this flickering light, added a bit of grotesque color.

He said vaguely: "I really didn't expect that Feng Qu'e chose the person who sent him to hell as his successor."

Shen Qi asked back: "Are you from Prince Ning?"

The boss said: "You too, from the moment you approached me."

"A former prince from a concubine, a vassal king far away in Henan, what capital does he have to stir up troubles in the capital? He wants to follow in the footsteps of King Xin, and taste the poisonous wine bestowed today?"

"Xin Wang will become benevolent if he fails, but he will never die in vain. Zhu Geunjun's dark secret will be revealed one day, and everyone will know who is the blood of the first emperor, the Zhengshuo dragon species, and who is it?" The real lord of the world."

Shen Qi smiled: "Do you think I care about this? Those who steal the hook, those who steal the country, no matter who sits on the dragon chair, as long as they can give me what I want, I will treat him as a knife in his hand and do things for him .”

The boss also smiled: "What the lord admires most is you. To be honest, since you sold Feng Qu'e to Emperor Jing Long in exchange for your own life and a bright future, the lord has started to pay attention to you. He said, Shen Qi is ruthless enough, smart enough and able to endure, he is a rare talent."

Shen Qi sneered: "You said it yourself, I'm on the verge of rising, and I have a strong family. Beizhen Fusi is in my hands, and the entire Jinyiwei will also be in my pocket in the future. Am I crazy or stupid? I have to learn that putting the cart before the horse Feng Qu'e, ruined his life in vain?"

"If you really won the holy family, the position of Commander of Jinyiwei will not be vacant until now." The boss said sharply, "Since the founding of the People's Republic, there has not been a chief official of Jinyiwei who is not the emperor's confidant, and there is not a single Jinyiwei leader. The official did not die because of losing the emperor's trust. Now when you use it well, you should guard against it, I am afraid that in the future, your too sharp knife will be thrown into the furnace without hesitation."

"But at least for now, I'm still Jin Yiwei." Shen Qi's face didn't change, but his gaze became even colder, "What can King Ning give me?"

"That depends on how much meritorious service you can make. The commander of the Jinyiwei, the governor of the five armies, the minister of the Ministry of War...as long as the credit is great enough, what is impossible?"

Shen Qi didn't answer.

The boss leaned forward and deliberately lowered his voice, "And tonight, the person whom Emperor Jing Long visited in private."

Shen Qi's complexion changed slightly, and she held the handle of the Xiuchun Knife with her right hand.

The boss hid the complacency in his heart very well, and looked at him with almost sympathetic eyes: "If I'm not wrong, half of you brought down Feng Qu'e because of him. In this way, but It's not beating mandarin ducks with sticks, it's taking love with a knife!"

Shen Qi drew the knife, bringing out a cold murderous aura, and sliced ​​off the opponent's head.

The boss held up his chopsticks, "In terms of martial arts, I'm definitely no match for Mr. Shen. But Mr. Shen really wants to kill me? I'm just an insignificant gatekeeper. The road behind you is your grand avenue, Mr. Shen." !"

The blade stopped at his neck, and Shen Qi said in a serious voice: "Don't stare at him, don't disturb him, and don't think about him. Otherwise, even if it's the Heavenly King, I will take his head!"

The evil spirit pierced the skin, the boss's back was already wet with cold sweat, and he pretended to be calm and calm: "Of course not. The prince loves talents, whether it is Mr. Shen or Mr. Su, they are all objects that he admires and puts all his heart into. If Mr. Shen can persuade Mr. Su, it will be a great achievement."

"It has nothing to do with him!" Shen Qi said decisively.

The boss retreated slowly from under the blade, stood up and said, "Since Mr. Shen doesn't like it, let's not mention this matter. However, the prince is so talented, maybe one day in the future, Mr. Su will take the initiative to come to my place." At a small dilapidated stall, buy 'a bowl of pork wontons without stuffing'."

Shen Qi pondered for a moment, then put the knife back into its sheath, and said: "I'll come to you after I think it through."

The boss knew that he was sure of everything, so he smiled and said: "The villain will wait for Mr. Shen to come again."

Shen Qi threw a handful of copper plates on the table, turned and left.

The boss picked up the copper coins and blew them in his ears, then put them into his pocket one by one, his expression gradually became dull, and he became that wonton seller with a bad brain again.

Shen Qi walked a dozen steps, then suddenly turned her head to look around the corner, and by the dim light of the lantern, she saw a fleeting figure.

From that position, you can see everything that happened at the wonton stand clearly enough; moreover, the face that you glanced at seems to be somewhat familiar...

He tried his best to remember, and suddenly heard a voice from the side calling softly: "My lord? My lord Tongzhi?"

Shen Qi raised her eyes, seeing Gao Shuo poking his head down from the eaves, she couldn't help but change color: "What's really 'unconventional'?"

"No, no, I want to tell your lord that Sheng Jia has left from the Su residence!"

Shen Qi made a silent gesture.The two quietly left the East City, and did not start talking in a low voice until they entered an empty courtyard where Jin Yiwei secretly lived.

"Where did Shengjia go?"

"I haven't found this yet, but looking at the direction, it doesn't look like I'm going back to the palace."

Shen Qi pondered for a while, then asked: "Do you remember Chu Yuan?"

"Of course, we traveled all the way in Shaanxi and we have been together for more than half a year. I know the moles on his back and the hairs on the moles."

"Is he serving today?"

Gao Shuo thought about it for a while, and said, "When the emperor came to the Su residence, he was also in the team of imperial guards."

"And when you leave?"

"Let me think about it... My lord, wait a moment, let me think about it... It seems that there is no... Yes, there is no. He is standing very close to the emperor, but I didn't see him when I went out. Hey, this black charcoal head Where did he go? I didn't see him leave alone."

Shen Qi thought about tonight's matter, and slowly revealed a sneer: "The person who followed me is Chu Yuan. I don't know how he will report it, and how much does the emperor know..."

"What report? How do you know?" Gao Shuo panicked, "Sir, didn't you go to eat wonton just now? What did you go to do?"

Shen Qi raised her hand to stop him from continuing to ask, and after a short period of weighing, she made up her mind: "No matter how Chu Yuan reports it, I can't argue with it. Anyone who vents before doing it will definitely fail. The only solution right now is to Be the first to strike first."

"First, strike first... who will strike..." Gao Shuo's lips trembled, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Shen Qi glanced at him: "Of course it's Xiang Huangye."

Gao Shuo's scalp was numb and his feet were weak, so he fell directly to the ground.

Shen Qi pressed the scabbard against his ribs, with a smile that was not a smile: "Where are you going? I want to enter the palace and present this matter to the emperor."

Gao Shuo seemed to be a ghost wandering around through the gate of hell, and then returned to his body, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, complaining: "My lord, you scared me to death!"

Shen Qi was thinking about her own affairs.

Gao Shuo looked at Shangguan Lengjun's side face in the night, and suddenly found that he had been following him for so many years, but he still couldn't figure out the other party's true thoughts.

It's probably because we Tongzhi adults are used to double-faced three-handed swords... This word is not good, although it feels fine...

All the tricks are exhausted...it doesn't seem right.

Scheming—yes, that's it, so—what is he going to present?

Gao Shuo was full of doubts, but Shen Qi sighed: "It's a pity that I have an opportunity, it can only be used as a pedal."

It's even more pity that, given the emperor's suspicion and precautions towards him, this pedal can only save his life, and cannot exchange for real benefits, Shen Qi thought regretfully.As for King Ning, if he can pass tonight's hurdle, he will be considered as a real fighter.