Yuanqi flood

Lying on the back casually, the simple and plain hospital bed was instantly set off like a noble palace, low-key and luxurious, with the silver light shining outside the window, and in the moonlight, it seemed like a god.

His eyes were slightly closed, and there was a man in black kneeling under the bed, motionless, his whole body wrapped in a black cloth, even the only silver mask of a different color was eroded by the thick night, dim, he was quietly Waiting for the master to speak.

Yu Cong didn't doubt that they found him so quickly, these were the forces he had built up by himself - the dark cabinet, all actions were done in the dark, all the things that were difficult to deal with on the bright side, and all the sources of information were hidden The pavilion is working.

"Say." His lips moved and he spit out a word.

"Reporting to master, it has been found out that Prime Minister Zuo joined forces with the forces in the rivers and lakes to intercept and kill the master. The one who leaked the news was the maid in charge of cleaning outside the palace. She committed suicide." Lowering his head, the man in black quickly explained the matter complete.

"Oh! People in the rivers and lakes..." No wonder, there was no order, no order, and no devotion to death like a dead man. He said, how could those people in the court have such strength to hurt him? And this relationship.

"Can you find out which Jianghu forces?"

"Reporting to Master, Bai Jing, the Mistress of Ghost Palace, had a deal with Prime Minister Zuo. She helped Prime Minister Zuo intercept and kill Master, and Prime Minister Zuo helped her deal with a person."

Prime Minister Zuo has lived in the court for a long time, and his network of influence spreads all over the court. With the help of the power of the court, it is easy to deal with an ordinary person.

The man in black briefly explained the reason in a few words, and then fell silent again.

Professional conduct is perfect!

"Happy King!" After thinking for a while, Yu Cong spat out three words.

These Jianghu people know how to cause chaos for the court. You said you are staying well outside the pass, why did you come to provoke the daughter of Qin, and you will not be responsible if you provoke her, making her collude with court officials and cause trouble for him!

"What happened to Happy King?"

"Reporting to my lord, I am here to report on the seventeenth day that the richest man in Fenyang, Zhu Fugui, is celebrating his birthday. Happy King sent someone to send a wedding invitation, specifying that he wants to marry Zhu Fugui's deceased wife, Li Meiniang. Now, Zhu Fugui has asked for help from Shen Lang, the son of Shen Tianjun. In addition," the man in black, that is, An Yi, continued to confess without reservation, "Da Nineteen has found out that the woman sent by the Happy King to exchange for the bride is the daughter of Bai Jing, the lord of the ghost palace——Bai Feifei !"

Shen Lang, formerly known as Shen Yue, is the son of a generation of hero Shen Tianjun. Since he was killed by his enemy, King Happy, Shen Yue has changed his name and surname, and has been active in the Jianghu under the name of Shen Lang. Obviously, this disguise has been captured by the people in the dark pavilion. Investigate clearly.

Things are clearly starting to get interesting.

"Continue to send people to watch, and Shen Lang." Yu Cong had a premonition in his heart that there would be an extraordinary experience between Shen Lang, Happy King and Zhu Mansion, and this would save him a lot of trouble.

Yu Cong arranged the follow-up one by one, his face remained unmoved and comfortable, his eyes were closed, as if his attention had shifted to the matter of sleeping.

"Yes!" Faithfully carrying out Yu Cong's order, "Master, do you arrange someone to guard here?"

The master is seriously injured, so it's not suitable to hurry, it's better to recuperate here first, besides, the owner of this building has excellent medical skills, which will help the master recover from the injury.

"No, you are here, but getting in the way. As long as I don't go out, no one will come here."

An Yi took the lead, retreated, and disappeared into the darkness.

"By the way, let them all stay away. These Jianghu people are not very good, but their martial arts are still good. Don't be discovered."

Before leaving, Yu Cong said something abruptly.

In An Yi's eyes, loyalty is even more serious. With such a master who cares about his subordinates, he did not follow the wrong person!

After An Yi left, Yu Cong was still quietly leaning against the head of the bed, his expression was serene, his breath was peaceful, his hands folded outside the quilt, like a reclining statue.

Zhu Fugui, the so-called richest man in the world, is really flattering him. This is how much gold and silver was swept away and how many people were displaced to get it.He thought of the memorials submitted by his officials when he was reviewing the memorials with his father in the past few years. In the northwest region and frontier counties, food prices are soaring, profiteers are common, and the people are misunderstood. The Zhu family did not participate. At that time, it seemed that Zhu Fugui was doing business with Northwest merchants, right?He has already ordered the dark pavilion to investigate, and is going to find the evidence of the mastermind behind Zhu's mansion, so that he can catch him in one fell swoop.

The richest man in Fenyang, Zhu Dashan, he often does good deeds in Fenyang, and his reputation is high, but who knows that his secret deeds in other places are disgusting.

Besides, in the whole world, could it be the land of the king, the shore of the land, and the ministers of the king, the richest man in the world should be the emperor!

Renyi Villa, Happy City, Lianyun Villa, Ghost Palace, these famous forces in the rivers and lakes...

There was a cold light in Yu Cong's eyes, just wait, these people, who ruined the prestige of the court and made the common people miserable, are all to be dealt with. He has already arranged manpower in the Jianghu martial arts. This is his country, and he will do it for him. People who come later, leave behind a bright future!

If anyone heard what was in his heart, they would probably be shocked. This man named Yu Cong is clearly the Prince of Qin—Jun Heng!His name is Yu Cong, but no one knows him except his master and father who taught him knowledge, even those brothers only know him by the name Jun Heng.

At the beginning when he told Qi Yuan his name without hesitation, even he himself was taken aback. However, it was also because Jun Heng's name was too eye-catching. Yu Cong found a reason for himself in his heart. As for the deep meaning after that But he didn't want to think about it!

He is the Prince of Qin, the future Emperor of Qin, the responsibilities he bears have been told to him all the time since he was born, now, he can only go on like this, there is no turning back!

The next day, the sky was bright and bright, the sun was covered by the faint clouds, and it could barely reveal its proper and soft light. It was a cool and fine day.

"Yu Cong, come out for a walk again?"

He heard Yu Cong's footsteps again in the back garden—this was on purpose.Qi Yuan lay lazily on the couch in the garden, squinted his eyes slightly, raised his head in the direction of Yu Cong, said hello lazily, then closed his eyes again without speaking, and continued to bask in the sun.

The warm sunshine shone on his body, making his whole body and mind seem to be baptized thoroughly from the inside out, making him extremely comfortable.

Such good weather is hard to find!

Seeing Qi Yuan spread out on the chair, looking like he was enjoying himself, Yu Cong seemed to be bewitched, and consciously sat on the chair specially brought for him, and then sunbathed.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak, let the time flow quietly, the sun spread golden veils on them, illusory like a dream.

"This picture is so beautiful! It would be even better if that Yu Cong was replaced by me!" Qi An, who was hiding in the corner of the garden, sighed dreamily, and just talking, resentment came out .

These days, Young Master seems to have forgotten about him, so he only knew to talk to that Yu Cong, and just now he was busy all day trying to undo the poison in his body, now he finally had a rest time, and caught up with him again, This makes Qi An, who has always been centered on the son, swallow this breath.

Clenching his fists, Qi An's fire of loyalty is burning brightly. He will definitely defeat Yu Cong, the evil villain, and rescue his kind and weak son!

——This kid’s paper, I read too many novels last night!

"Pound!" A palm hit Qi An's head, interrupting his fantasy.

"Little brother, what are you doing? Hurry up and help." It was Qi Ping's voice.

He was holding a large box in his hand, which was still locked.

"Understood, come here." Looking nostalgicly at the young master again, he gave Yu Cong a hard look, Qi An reluctantly followed Qi Ping and walked away.

In the garden, Yu Cong suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Qi An's corner.

"What's the matter, Yu Cong?" Feeling Yu Cong's fluctuating breath, Qi Yuan opened his mouth and asked.

"It's okay, you can continue to rest!" Shaking his head, Fang remembered that Qi Yuan couldn't see, so Yu Cong answered.

Therefore, Qi An's actions did not affect the two of them in the slightest.

Inside the house, there are many bookshelves, and a smell of books rushes towards you. This is the study room.

"Brother," Qi An casually tore open an envelope, "What are these, why are there so many?"

"Don't mess around, these are all recent movements in the rivers and lakes. I have someone sort them out and send them over."

It seems that the dark forces in the Qi Family Medicine Valley cannot be underestimated!

"In May of the 30th year of Jingwen, Shen Lang, Wang Lianhua and Panda Er married Jinlan, and at the same time fell in love with Zhu Qiqi, the eldest lady of the Zhu family."

Emperor Jingwen is the father of Prince Junheng. At the beginning of his reign, the state of Qin changed its name to Jingwen, and it has been 30 years since then.

"In June of the same year, Zhu Qiqi failed to show his love to Shen Lang, so he ran away from home and was captured by the envoy of the Happy Throne."

"At the end of June, Bai Feifei and Wang Lianhua appeared at the same time."

"In July of the same year, the two failed to assassinate Happy King. They both recognized him as their father, and Happy King entered the Central Plains."

"The next month, Happy King wanted to marry Zhu Qiqi, Shen Langye broke into Happy City and was captured."

At the same time, these messages also appeared in Ange Anyi's hands one by one, and compared with Qi Ping and the others, they were more detailed and clear.

After receiving the master's order, the dark pavilion quickly started to operate. Sometimes the middle-aged men selling at the roadside stalls, sometimes the storyteller in the teahouse, and sometimes the little girl buying flowers by the lotus pond all have shadows of the dark pavilion.

"What are these?" Looking at these letters, Qi An asked in confusion, "What do these things have to do with us?"

"During the detoxification process, young master, I found that this poison is cold and strange, it is not a common poison, so..."

Well, he understands, it's that guy named Yu Cong again, damn it!

"Go away when you are angry, put down the letter in your hand, don't break it." Without raising his head, he said the words that made Qi An even more angry, and Qi Ping continued to bury himself in the pile of letters. This is the son's order, no matter what Whatever the reason, he just needs to do well.

"Huh!" With a cold snort, Qi An continued to look at the envelope, he is not a person who can only show his temper, he has also fulfilled his son's instructions well!

"Found it!" Qi Ping raised his head, holding a piece of paper tightly, "In April of the 30th year of Jingwen, people from the Ghost Palace appeared in the south of the Yangtze River and left after staying for three days."

"So, it's the ghost palace?" Qi An asked, but judging from the tone, he was already sure.

Ghost Palace is good at handling poison and lives deep underground, so it is most suitable for extracting cold poison.

"I'll tell you, Young Master." By the way, Qi An separated them, and ran out after speaking.

Qi Ping shook his head helplessly, he was considering how to arrange it next, the young master would definitely not stop here, he had to make arrangements for the follow-up matters in advance.

Not to mention how Qi An went to the garden later and fought Yu Cong for the young master's attention. At night, in the middle of the night, he was still in Yu Cong's room.

"...Shen Lang has been rescued by the wine emissary Panda, and he is going to contact people from all walks of life to crusade against Happy King, and now he has joined forces with Renyi Villa."

An Yi reported the collected information to Yu Cong, and waited for the master's next order.

"Notice to continue, stand still."

"...Yes." An Yi was puzzled, but, as a person in the dark pavilion, he only had to follow the orders.

"When Dark Seventeen monitored Prime Minister Zuo, he discovered that he was secretly colluding with several ministers in the court. It seems that he has made some moves."

"...Continue to monitor."

"Yes."

Without explaining to An Yi, Yu Cong lay back on the bed, thoughts tumbling in his head.

An Yi not only talked about the affairs of the Jianghu and the court, but also Qi Yuan's life experience.

Both parents died, disabled by birth, and a blind eye doctor. If such a person has a melancholy temperament and complains about others, it is understandable, but he is different. Yuan quoted the scriptures and talked about everything. The good feelings at the beginning had long since turned into sympathy and sympathy between confidants. This life experience made him feel more sincere towards Qi Yuan.

From now on, treat each other well!

Thinking of this, sleepiness struck, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

"Ahem..." Qi Yuan pressed his right hand on his chest, coughing non-stop.

"Master, the cough is like this, otherwise, I'd better go to the pharmacy to get some medicine!"

"Go, cough cough, let's go!" Qi Yuan didn't stop him, he couldn't let him cough like this all the time, the sound was enough to wake up a sleeping person.

"What's going on?" A majestic voice came, and the door was opened, revealing a white figure as cold as moonlight.