pin gold

——Set this universe——

Yu Qinghe frowned, and didn't ask any more questions. She knew that this group of ants were hard to catch, and she still regarded human life as a weight. The small skin bags made of cowhide and sheepskin were wrapped in highly poisonous and hidden in the roots of their teeth. Behind the scenes, once caught, there will be bloodshed all over the place, and the world will be turned upside down.

Even if you catch a few ants, you have to be careful of being torn off a piece of flesh.

"It's all over the place, let's catch a few more alive ones."

She threw down a sentence, put her feet on the ground with her hands, and went back over the wall.There was only a bang, a few bricks fell, and the wall kept shaking. Yu Qing and her head retracted, and waved her hands as a farewell.

The pool in the Jinmingwei courtyard rippled in circles, and the fat-headed koi floated to the surface and then sank, leaving a string of foam in the water.

Yu Jinyan didn't make a sound, he pushed aside the charcoal fire, and still opened his collar, revealing his bluish-white chest.

The weather was not as good as summer, and his chest was sweating, and the bracelets were spinning on his fingers. He whispered the words that were constantly mentioned in the file: "Climb the sky, pick the stars, look at the world, and determine the universe."

"A joke..." Yu Jinyan said, "What a joke."

People in the palace turned their backs on their horses in the middle of the night, and people from all walks of life came in and out. Yu Qinghe hung her shoulders on Zhuque Street, waiting for the emperor to call in the morning. One thing is important.

The breakfast stalls on Suzaku Street have already been set up. Youbing, Hubing, Jinhuabing, and the prepared dough are spread in the oil pan, and steaming smoke blows in your face.

There were so many people shouting and bustling everywhere, she raised her head, looked at the uncrowded street from a distance, and swallowed half a piece of cake in her mouth.A bunch of money in his hand, he tossed it casually, and landed in the money bag tied to the side of the stall.

"Don't look for it..." she said, "Hurry up."

There is a twilight in the east, and the sky should be bright.

-

Zhou Tan woke up from his sleep, subconsciously looking for a heat source.Xuezhaoshan's belly was pressed against the side of his head, and there was a burst of mild temperature.

The war horse's fur was soft, and the long white fur hung down like a blanket, blocking half of the wind and cold. Zhou Tan splashed some water on his face, and the cool breeze blew, and he became conscious.

Most of the broken stones were cleared away, and some of the remaining parts were piled up in the middle of the road. The stove was propped up by the side of the road, and there was a burst of fragrance. Ahu Tai looked down at him and said, "Your Majesty is awake?"

"Yes..." Zhou Tan said, "How long will it take to get through?"

"These stones are a bit strange..." Someone replied: "They are all stained with red, and they don't look like they fell from the mountain."

Hearing the sound, Zhou Tan bent his knees and stretched out his palm to rub the surface of the stone. The stone has lines, but there are red marks like paint on the surface, which penetrated into the surface.

"Chensha..." he said, "Why is there cinnabar here?"

There are very few cinnabar mines in the north, and there is even a special mark on the "Smelting Mine Map" in the middle tent: "There is no cinnabar here, and the cinnabar can be seen in the southeast."

What this means is that such things are produced in large quantities only on the southeastern border of Nanjun.

Zhou Tan has seen large-scale deposits of cinnabar, which flow in the market in Nanjun. They are ground into beads to make ornaments, and put them into houses for decoration.

It’s just unavoidable embarrassment, dignitaries and dignitaries have other things in their hearts, so they don’t think much of this cheap thing, and ordinary people owe some spare money. If there is the most red powder and decorations like blood, it’s... …temple.

Zhou Tan muttered, and wiped his fingertips. Ever since Botou Mohua exposed the tip of the iceberg, the red things have nothing to do with them. The cinnabar sticks to the fingertips, even a little sticky, and the smell is not like pure ore. , exuding a bitter smell that I don't know where to start.

He thought of the corpse of the war horse and the poison bait in his arms. These smells were entwined and hit his nostrils together.

Zhou Tan wiped his palms again: "Don't touch these things, just move out of the way first."

"Yes."

The vehicles of the Ordnance Department were still crowded at the mountain pass, and their cast-iron arms protruded pitifully.

We can only wait for the time being, wait for the road to be a little clearer, and then call manpower to remove the gravel.

Zhou Tan bowed and sat down, wiping the thin layer of snow on the toes of his boots.He always felt in his heart that it was useless to pray to the gods and recite the Buddha's name. What could not be saved would always be gone forever. This was the case with his fathers, and so was Zhou Jintu. …and so too.

He looked at the color on his fingertips again, and felt more and more wrong. There was a rumbling sound from the top of the mountain, and Zhou Tan immediately said, "Stop!"

At this moment, a huge block of stone that blocked the sky tremblingly above his head... stopped.

The shadow was cast, the crowd retreated, and the boulder was disturbed by the movement on the mountain road below. If it went further, it would fall directly.

There was an empty space under the boulder, Xue Zhaoshan tilted his head, kicked and stepped back.

"The opening of the tomb..." Zhou Tan said, "This is the cinnabar used to seal the tomb chamber."

Cinnabar to ward off evil spirits, this saying has lasted for a long time, the customs of the north and the south have absorbed and blended with each other, and it has long been impossible to determine whose customs it is.The tomb is often sealed with a thick layer of cinnabar to reassure the soul and ward off evil spirits, so that evil spirits will not invade.

Zhou Tan finally realized where this weird smell came from, they were all half-dead things, with a lingering dead air.

-

The sun was dim, and soldiers lined up in front of the Jinchang Gate.Yu Qinghe swallowed the last mouthful of gruel, and walked in Shi Shiran from Zhuque Street. The imperial army was divided into two branches, the left wing squatted in the inner garden of the palace, and even the commander in charge of the branch had to be changed every year. New generals are born face to face, but they don't know each other. That's a general who doesn't recognize soldiers and soldiers who don't recognize generals.We have worked together for a year, and we can't even recognize our faces.

Yu Qinghe recalled the deployment of troops at the beginning of the year, General Dongzhou was the commander of the imperial army, and the emperor really wanted to come out.

In front of His Majesty Dan, Yu Qinghe saw Yan Xiaochen again, the crane sculpture next to His Majesty Dan lowered its neck, and the crane's head was just placed on top of this person's head, with a winding curve.

After a whole night of war and chaos, he looked calm and showed no sign of fatigue, and the corners of his purple robe embellished with a string of auspicious cloud patterns were soft and free from dust.

Clean and decent.

The boots were wiped clean, and the leather surface could see a human face.There is a scimitar hanging from his waist, and his broad shoulders and narrow waist are wrapped in clothes, which is a bit "to hide".

Last night, she climbed over the wall and made trouble, and fell asleep before the end. At this time, she could only stand at the door and hug her feet temporarily. Yu Qinghe finished flipping through a stack of files that others had handled in a few seconds, and the dead warlock was stabbed to death.

There is also a dent on the forehead from a knock, and it is impossible to see what the murder weapon was caused by.

Wu Zuo hurriedly drew a picture, round, flat, and sunken, no murder weapon would look like this.

The edge of the murder weapon is narrow and sharp, how can there be such a blunt shape that does not exert force?

Yan Xiaochen passed her by, just nodded to signal, he walked leisurely, his shoulders stretched, his eyelids drooped slightly, covering the tears in his eyes.

Yu Qinghe gritted her teeth indiscriminately, raised her sleeves and saluted in front of the main hall.

The emperor didn't care about the cause of this person's death, he didn't care much whether it was a ball played by Jin Mingwei or Dali Temple.

There was a trace of fatigue on his fair face: "Who can replace him? Let the case go first, and the astrolabe in Kanyu Pavilion can't be messed up."

There are many warlocks in the Kanyu Pavilion, young and old, red, willow and green, and they seek different ways, but there are only a few who win the emperor's favor, so they can't die. Those who are smothered to death can be regarded as favored, the emperor Although I don't worry much, I still need to check what should be checked.

Yu Qinghe was filled with a whole head of lawsuits, and when she went out, she ran into a nobleman walking with her skirts on and her head bowed.

The big palace maid around Concubine Song led her way, and what she said was full of yin and yang ridicule.

"Everyone said they saw you go to the Kanyu Pavilion, so what if you don't recognize it? Your Majesty treats you as someone with a good face, and doesn't look at yourself. Who did you accept? The concubine recommended you. If you don't accept it, it's fine. It’s too late, but I want to stab you backwards, you, you have so many ideas.”

Zhang Lihua remained silent, her slender neck curved in an arc, and Bing Dilian's handkerchief was wrapped around her hand: "The imperial concubine said so."

Behind the matter of the previous dynasty, there has always been the matter of the harem. Zhang Lihua's direction is the queen's palace, and accountability is bound to be inevitable.

The empress is weak, the imperial concubine is strong, and Zhang Lihua is favored again. She has been regarded as a thorn in the side for more than a day, so it must have been a hard time.

Yu Qinghe ignored her, just stretched her shoulders and let out a slight sigh.She has absolutely no right to meddle in matters in the palace. The concubines look petite and soft, and they really eat people without spit out their bones.

Zhang Lihua has been able to stand on the cusp of the storm for so long, and she is not an innocent girl who needs to be accompanied.

She watched Lihua and the nobleman walk towards the Queen's Palace step by step, with a thin and pitiful back.

The murder weapon, what is the murder weapon?The person who called her to enter the palace last night clearly said "smothered to death with a stick".

There is no stick that looks like this, no matter how weak a warlock is, he can't lie on the ground and be hit with a sap stick.

With the file in her arms, she turned around and went to Jin Mingwei again. Since it was better to be open-minded than to be open-minded, and the wall was not overturned, she went straight to the street and tied her maroon long-haired dwarf at the main entrance of Jin Mingwei's compound. foot pony.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Yu Qinghe, who hadn't walked for a few hours, raised her voice again and shouted, "Forbidden Army Yu Qinghe, open the door."

The author says:

Thank you all--

The days of being buried by the pre are too hard to bear, and I always have to expose my ignorance in front of my classmates and teachers.

I wish you all a happy National Day.