Yangyue

The squire hadn't slowed down yet, he covered his bloodied face, gasped heavily, and pointed at Henry Zhang with shaking fingers: "Who are you?! Dare to hit me?!"

More than a dozen guards dressed in Gongzhou official robes rushed into the store from both sides, and the leading guard looked anxious.

The squire seemed to recognize the chief guard, and Dang even felt that he had someone to back him up, so he blushed and scolded Henry Zhang as a villain who killed thousands of knives, and asked the chief guard to arrest them all.

Unexpectedly, the chief guard stared at him, ignored the squire at all, and shouted in a deep voice: "Presumptuous! How dare you disrespect the court lord! Come, bring him up for me!"

The guards beside him stepped forward after hearing the order, and immediately put the squire and his men under arrest.Henry Zhang glanced at the squire and asked, "Is this person Jia Shuo?"

The head of the guard bowed his head and replied, "Master, that's right."

"Take it back to the government first."

"Yes."

The squire was stunned, and his face suddenly changed. Before he could react, the guards of the government escorted them out of the door.

After the squires were taken away, the three dry guards around Qi Zhu had already recognized Henry Zhang's sword, and they all knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads and cupped their fists and shouted: "See Master of the Duckweed Pavilion!"

Henry Zhang stared at a few people with deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "I didn't know that the guards are so lazy, and they are still watching the show in such a situation."

"This subordinate has failed to protect Lord Hou. I hope Lord Hou and the Pavilion Master will forgive me!"

"Don't blame them, I told them not to do it lightly." Qi Zhu stepped forward to make a rescue, and then asked, "Why did the master come to Gongzhou, Huainan?"

No matter how fast it takes to get here from the capital, it will take a month. Henry Zhang must have set off from the capital long ago. Could it be that the situation has changed?

Sure enough, Henry Zhang replied: "The situation has changed. The rest of the duckweed pavilion has arrived at Quzhou Xianwang Mansion. Lord Hou will come with me."

Qi Zhu was surprised that the duckweed pavilion had already arrived at Quzhou Xianwang's mansion?

Qi Zhu followed Henry Zhang out of the store and got into a carriage parked outside the store.

Henry Zhangyue said: "Duckweed Pavilion found out a month ago that the Moro Sect has close contacts with several major martial arts sects. It is not an ordinary cult, and it is very likely to be a martial arts sect disguised as a cult. 'The identity is unknown for the time being."

This matter has something to do with martial arts. The emperor will naturally not let any martial arts sect use the name of the sect to confuse the common people and harm the local administration. It is no wonder that Xiao Yangyue will appear here. The matter of martial arts is naturally within his jurisdiction .

Qi Zhu: "Who was that squire just now?"

"His surname is Jia and his name is Shuo. The Jia family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Gongzhou. Jia Shuo is the second son of the Jia family." Xiao Yangyue replied, "The Jia family runs the salt industry. The family is in Quzhou, and Gongzhou also has a family business. The emperor wants to investigate the Huainan salt administration, and these salt merchants need to be screened, they are the ones that the Ministry of Households wants."

"I see."

Henry Zhang had to go back to Quzhou Xianwang Mansion, Qi Zhu stayed in Gongzhou for one more day or one less day, so he simply followed Henry Zhang to Quzhou.

The two of them rode lightly with several guards for a day and a night before they arrived at the city of Quzhou, all the way to King Xian's mansion.The virtuous king Zhu Yinye was originally a person who loved extravagance and pleasure, so the virtuous king's mansion was also extremely luxurious. The vermilion palace walls, green tiles and cornices were all resplendent and resplendent.

The two took a short rest in the palace, and then sent someone to report to the virtuous king to see him.Inside the palace, Henry Zhang didn't need to change his appearance anymore, so he took off the leather mask on his face and restored his original appearance.

The Xian Wang summoned the two in the study room of the palace. The Xian Wang was indeed dressed in a luxurious manner, but his stature was rather short. Although he was a half-brother with the Emperor, his face was not as calm and majestic as the Emperor. Perhaps it was because he was affected by the nightmare recently. Sleepy, the description is quite haggard and tired.

But even if he is haggard, it doesn't seem to prevent the virtuous king from admiring beauties.

When Qi Zhu and Xiao Yangyue came to the main hall where the palace received guests, the room was full of beautiful maidservants, Xiao Yangyue's eyes were cold, she walked in without squinting, and saluted the virtuous king with neither humbleness nor overbearing: "See the prince."

Ever since Xiao Yangyue came in, King Xian's sight was like the candied sticky cake made of glutinous rice, sticking to Xiao Yangyue's body, and he couldn't move it away, so he suddenly came back to his senses, and then hurriedly let the two take a seat.

After all, King Xian still remembered that glimpse at the beginning, even though Henry Zhang was wearing men's clothes now, and seeing those thin eyebrows and thin lips, it still captured his soul.

Qi Zhu secretly observes the words and expressions with great interest, this prince is still obsessed with Xiao Yangyue, he is really a kind of love.

Henry Zhang was indifferent to King Xian's sight.

King Xian was a little resentful. Although he had achieved nothing in politics, he was not a fool who didn't listen to things outside the window.He has also heard about the situation in the imperial court. The owner of the Duckweed Pavilion is now under one person and above ten thousand. Henry Zhang has never been someone he can mess with.

Qi Zhu had no time to exchange pleasantries, and asked straight to the point: "Can you elaborate on the 'nightmare' that the prince mentioned in the memorial to the emperor earlier?"

When mentioning this matter, King Xian became a little more anxious and worried: "Since May, I have always dreamed of some scary things like snakes at night, and I always wake up in a cold sweat at night. After waking up, my hands and feet It was cold, my head was dizzy, and my chest was stuffy, and it took me a while to get over it. Now I have no choice but to ask someone to hang a hanging bell on the curtain beside the bed. If I feel uncomfortable at night, when I touch the bed If you close the tent, the bell will ring, and the guards outside will be able to hear it."

Qi Zhu: "Can I invite a doctor?"

"Of course I did. The doctor changed every few days, and I drank all kinds of soups and medicines, but none of them worked." The Xian Wang said worriedly, "This king invited a few great masters from the Taoist temple to the mansion last month to practice. Everyone said that there was something unclean hidden in the palace, so I advised this king to strengthen the guards so as not to cause disasters. This king has ordered people to build Fengshui pagodas at the four corners of the palace, and I think it can suppress these demons. It's just about the guards , I don't know the emperor..."

"The emperor will consider the matter of guarding himself."

Qi Zhu gave an ambiguous answer, but he also knew in his heart that no matter what, the emperor would never agree with King Xian to use this as an excuse to expand his military camp, and he would probably pretend not to know about it.

He went on to say: "Don't worry, my lord, the Huainan cult has been causing trouble recently. My lord is originally the king of Huainan, and he is naturally the chosen one. Presumably, the disasters in Huainan's land will also cause my lord to feel uneasy."

The Xian Wang saw that he believed in these ghosts and gods very much. Hearing Qi Zhu's words, the tense expression on his face eased a little: "Hou Ye is right."

After a few quarters of an hour of chatting, Qi Zhu and Henry Zhang still had important court matters to discuss, so they took their leave first.Before leaving, King Xian still looked at Henry Zhang, with regret and reluctance in his eyes, as if he was looking at a piece of rare and beautiful jade that he would never get his hands on.

The palace arranged two courtyards for the two of them to live temporarily in Dongyuan, and the accompanying guards lived in a row of inverted rooms.

Because the two still had something to discuss, Qi Zhu temporarily went to the courtyard where Henry Zhang lived.Several guards of the duckweed pavilion had previously received orders from Henry Zhang to copy and copy all the investigation files of the Moro religion from the governments of Huainan states, so that the two of them could read them at any time.

Half an hour later, a maidservant came in to deliver the food rewarded by the prince, such as swiftlet cups, snow lotus, white fungus and fish fillet porridge, all of which were tonics that royal nobles could only enjoy, and they were all served with high-quality enamel and silver butterflies.

After the servant retreated, Qi Zhu tutted his tongue and said in admiration: "You have been rewarded with so many good things, my lord, the prince is so infatuated with you."

It's a pity that the giver meant it, but the receiver didn't, and fell in love with such a cold and cold person, even if the prince was infatuated, he could only pay by mistake.

Henry Zhangyue didn't move the food, with a cold look on his face, he said: "It seems that Lord Hou has a good idea about the cult, and he has such a mind for chatting."

Qi Zhu smiled slightly, and closed the file under his hand: "I really know it."

Xiao Yangyue raised her eyes: "What's Hou Ye's opinion?"

Qi Zhudao: "My lord also said earlier that the Mara Sect is very likely to be a martial arts sect. Why does the martial arts sect recruit ordinary people to become believers? Most of the people who believe in this sect are ordinary people with no rights and no money. It is not martial arts. High-strength Jianghu masters are tantamount to strengthening the reputation of the sect in the martial arts; and according to the file, the believers have not been charged too much money, and it does not make sense to say that they are trying to make money. Apart from attracting the attention of the court, it does not What's the benefit?"

Henry Zhang frowned slightly, but did not answer.

A gust of night wind poured into the room from the gap in the window lattice, blowing the flame of the candlestick wick on the table erratically.

Henry Zhang raised his eyes and looked out of the window. There were no less than ten guards guarding the courtyard of him and Qi Zhu, and the palace was guarded by three floors inside and outside.

The officers and soldiers on night watch walked slowly under the wall of the Wangfu courtyard with their knives in hand, and the maids on duty inside the wall also walked lightly through the corridor with lanterns on their hands.

The bedroom of the virtuous king is in the east garden of the palace. There is a burner of soothing incense burning in the bedroom. On a large bed covered with red curtains, the virtuous king is slightly frowned, his clothes are already wet with sweat, and there seems to be faint leakage between his lips and teeth. Raving.

The window lattice moved slightly, and the white smoke from the hollowed-out glazed incense burner swayed slightly. The Xian Wang, who had closed his eyes, woke up suddenly. He sat up from the bed as if in a dream, and heard the creak of the inner room door, as if someone walked in.

A figure appeared outside the screen, against the faint light of the candlestick, the shadow flickered.The man quietly poked his head out from behind the screen, and through layers of bed curtains, the Xian Wang saw that the man was wearing a gentle lotus-colored long dress, his long hair like a waterfall was soft and draped over his shoulders, his blurred eyebrows gradually became clear, his beautiful eyes and red lips , a face that pours out the country.

That person was Xiao Yangyue.

Xian Wang slowly widened his eyes and saw Henry Zhang still standing there with his jade-like white arms resting lightly on the screen. One glance made him lose his mind.

"My lord." The lights were still flickering, Henry Zhang stared at him, and asked quietly, "Does my lord want me?"

The Xian King was stunned for a moment, and murmured like a madman: "I want to! I want to... I will never forget you when I saw you that day! You are so beautiful, you are still so beautiful..."

Xiao Yangyue smiled slightly, he walked to the curtain of the arched door in the outer room, looked at King Xian through the gauze-like curtain, his voice was soft and distant like gauze: "Then the prince will come."

King Xian wanted to get out of bed in a hurry, Henry Zhang raised his hand again and gave a "shh": "My lord, be careful not to touch the silver bell, if people outside hear it, I will go back."

Xian Wang was busy as he said, carefully holding the bell core of the hanging bell, lifted the bed curtain without making a sound, staggered around the screen, and chased Henry Zhang to the curtain.

Xian Wang stared at Henry Zhang like a dream, stretched out his hand to touch Henry Zhang's face, and at that moment, Henry Zhang stretched out his hands suddenly, like a boa constrictor tightening its prey, strangled Xian king's neck.

King Xian was so frightened that he was shaking, his neck was bruised, and he couldn't make a sound.Soon, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, white foam spit out from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned red and black as if dyed.

The Xian King fell to the ground in a state of exhaustion, his fingers tightly grasping the arm strangled around his neck, his eyes were about to split open, and his tongue stuck out from his mouth.

After a while, King Xian gradually lost his strength. He grabbed the door curtain beside him in pain, his fingers were stiff, and his eyes were filled with powerless fear.

In the end, King Xian twitched violently, and was silent again.