[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

The silver moon is in the sky, and the moon is shining like practice.The cold moonlight covered the peacefully sleeping flowers in the palace, and also covered the long aisle outside Fengxian Hall.

The young emperor walked along this aisle full of moonlight with his entourage. The Palace of Preserving Harmony in the distance was brightly lit. It was a place for banquets for officials. Officials had probably started to enter the venue, and it was very lively.But this place is very quiet. It stands to reason that as the protagonist of this banquet, he should rush to the scene now, but at this moment he just wants to walk quietly.Because he was really sad and disappointed.

Anyone who is betrayed by someone he once trusted will be very disappointed, even if he is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, the monarch of this world is no exception.

The young king sighed, "I didn't expect that he would really come. I thought he was indeed a great hero."

Eunuch Cao, who was beside him, smiled and said, "Lu Xiaofeng is indeed righteous, Your Majesty, you read it right. But his weakness in women's sex is really obvious. Those Japanese people under Toyotomi Hideyoshi take the women he likes. Threatening his life. This method is really despicable."

The emperor sighed, "He is still bewitched by women." Having said this, he suddenly paused, "Didn't I hear that the person he liked was Miss Ye from the Emei School before? I thought it is true."

"Of course it's a lie." Seeing that he was interested, Eunuch Cao continued, "Miss Ye is now the head of Ye. Speaking of which, Your Majesty shouldn't be too disappointed, although Lu Xiaofeng was misled by women, but If it were Master Ye, he would definitely not make the same mistake."

As soon as he said this, the young emperor laughed lightly, "Miss Ye is a girl, of course she won't be obsessed with women..."

They all knew that Eunuch Cao didn't mean that, but since His Majesty made a little joke, Eunuch Cao also laughed out of face.

Having said that, the emperor finally felt better.He was about to speed up his pace to go to the Palace of Preserving Harmony, when the palace attendant who was exploring the way ahead suddenly stopped.

Eunuch Cao frowned, leaned forward and sideways in front of the emperor, and said in a sharp voice, "What's going on in front?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Eunuch Cao...Yes, there are people..." The voice of the palace servant walking in the front trembled a little, and then they unconsciously moved out of the way as if being pushed by a huge force.

The silver moon in the sky was slowly covered by dark clouds, and in the increasingly dim light, a seemingly inconspicuous little old man dressed in gray cloth stood in the middle of the long aisle with his hands in his hands.Seeing the emperor and several father-in-laws looking at him, they smiled kindly.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to kill someone today."

His tone was still kind and friendly, but his words were not friendly at all.Eunuch Cao shook his hand, his face turned pale, the palace servant beside him immediately wanted to shout, but he couldn't even open his mouth.The four most powerful masters around the emperor were still intercepting Lu Xiaofeng in Fengxian Hall, but Eunuch Cao suddenly felt that even if they all arrived, they would not be the opponent of this mysterious old man.

In the silence, the only person who could be called calm was the emperor himself, "Are you here to assassinate?"

The little old man nodded with a smile.

The emperor frowned, "But you don't look like a Fusang person."

"Lu Xiaofeng is not from Fusang either."

The young emperor understood, "So you are in the same group?"

The little old man nodded again.

"But I still feel something is wrong." At this critical moment, he was still in the mood to analyze it slowly with the little old man, "Although I don't know martial arts, I can still feel that you are worse than my four guards combined. It is much more powerful, there is no need to throw Lu Xiaofeng out first to cover you. So, I think it is wrong."

The smile on the little old man's face seemed to fade, "No matter what His Majesty thinks is going on, today's matter can only be done by Fusang people."

The emperor nodded, "So you admit it, you are not what the previous news said. It is the Fusang people who plan to assassinate. You are planning to rebel."

The last sentence was astonishing, the emperor said it plainly, but those six words weighed a thousand catties.Eunuch Cao's legs were shaking so much that he couldn't even stand still, and his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person. Not only him, but the few remaining guards around who heard the news could hardly even draw their swords.The bright moon covered by dark clouds only cast a few thin rays of moonlight, but the faces of people under the moonlight were whiter than the moonlight.

However, the emperor was still very calm. He looked at the mysterious old man who had not changed his expression even if he called him to smash the conspiracy a dozen steps away, and sighed, "I really don't understand. Is it very bad? Why do people always want to rebel?"

The little old man said calmly, "It's not up to me to decide whether your majesty's emperor is good or not. There are countless people who want to be the emperor for you. It's just that some people only dare to think about it, while others dare to do it."

The emperor nodded, and then saw the little old man on the opposite side and said again, "Although we had a pleasant chat with His Majesty, the time has come and you should be on your way." When he said this, his hand had already been taken from his sleeve. It was obvious that he was ready to make a move.

The emperor watched his movements and stood still, but a mysterious light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Can I ask one last question?"

"go ahead."

"Have you already made an appointment with someone to fight outside Luoyang City tonight?"

The little old man paused, then slowly raised his head and looked over.Then he saw a happy smile on the emperor's face, "Since your people are here, how are you going to duel with them?"

The night wind blew through the treetops, and the whole courtyard suddenly became very quiet. The unique chirping of insects in summer had long since disappeared, and even the fighting in Fengxian Temple not far away, and the hissing of swords seemed to have stopped.The dark cloud covering the moon moved away quietly, like a curtain was drawn, the moonlight leaked down, covering the ground, and a slender figure in white came out stepping on the moonlight.

The smile on the little old man's face had been completely suppressed. He looked at the slowly approaching figure, and the expression on his face had never been so cold.

"Ye Gucheng!"

This call was not from the little old man, but from Eunuch Cao.After Ye Gucheng appeared, he was finally able to speak, and then he screamed out of course.His voice was already high-pitched, but under the extreme shock and fear, his voice was once raised like a howling ghost, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost. Seeing Ye Gucheng appear here made him feel more real.

The only person on the scene who was not surprised by Ye Gucheng's appearance was the emperor. After seeing him appear, he even patted Eunuch Cao on the shoulder leisurely, led him back two steps, and returned the venue to the confrontational The two walked aside very quietly and consciously.

Ye Gucheng walked slowly and stood opposite the little old man, holding a sword in his clean and handsome hand.City Lord Baiyun's aura was inherently luxurious and majestic, and he was walking slowly from the flowers in the backyard of the palace at this time, unexpectedly not at all abrupt.As if this was the backyard of his home, he just went out for a walk seeing the beautiful moonlight.

The little old man's leisurely attitude with his hands in his hands is gone. He has put his hands away since Ye Gucheng appeared. He was staring at this slowly approaching figure, and then slowly said, "I didn't expect You actually appeared here."

Ye Gucheng's expression was indifferent, "I didn't want to come either."

The little old man looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly let out a long sigh, "You must make a move?"

Ye Gucheng remained indifferent.

The little old man shook his head, "I originally thought that for experts like us who have entered the way of heaven, the so-called feelings are as indifferent as white water. I didn't expect you to be able to do this for Master Ye."

The white-clothed sword fairy gave him a faint look, "You and I will fight first, I don't like being put on a pigeon."

His words seemed to mean that Ye Zhiran had nothing to do with his appearance here, so the little old man was a little surprised, "Oh? Could it be that the old man was wrong? Sect Leader Ye didn't intervene in this matter?"

When Ye Gucheng heard this name, his breath seemed to soften for a moment, then he turned his head to think for a while, and said calmly, "Your little prince often asks Zhiran out recently." Looking cold, the white-clothed sword fairy slowly stroked the long sword with his slender fingers, "I'm a little unhappy."

The dark clouds in the sky finally dispersed completely, the breeze was blowing, the moon was shining, and a bright moon shone on Kyushu.

The inner hall of the imperial palace was full of wind and clouds, but the capital city was full of bright lights and lively scenes of joy and encouragement.It has not been too long since he ascended the throne, but he has already shown the appearance of a generation of Mingjun. Under his rule, the Daqing Dynasty is prosperous and the people are safe, Haiyan and Heqing.In the prosperous age, not to mention other places, at least the people in the capital under the emperor's feet really respect and love this benevolent emperor from the bottom of their hearts.Therefore, on the night of his holy birthday, the curfew was lifted in the capital, and the people spontaneously celebrated for him.

The moonlight tonight is extremely cold, but the crowded people on the long street are not affected by this, and they are still in high spirits.The owners of many shops have spontaneously organized various activities to greet visitors in the name of celebrating Shengshang's birthday. The streets are very lively, with big red lanterns hanging high and orange lights shining from every house, making the faint moonlight The capital seems to be dyed with a ray of warm color.

In the Accord upstairs on the north side of the tallest Zhuangyuan building in Beijing, a girl in a pink dress sat at a table by the window with one hand in her hand, looking down at the bustling scene downstairs.The light-colored sleeves slid down her forearm, revealing a section of white and slender wrist, and the delicate embroidered patterns on the cuffs were faintly visible in the soft light of the room.Her slender and thick eyelashes droop slightly, casting a small shadow under her eyes, and the lights of thousands of families downstairs are reflected in her lacquer-like star pupils.The young man in white sitting across from her held a small wine glass and poured himself a drink, occasionally looking out the window.It's just that unlike Ye Zhiran who looked down at the lights downstairs, his gaze was directed in the direction of the imperial city.

There were shouts, laughter, and yelling outside the building, but the Accord was very quiet, so quiet that there were only two people sitting in front of the window.

It was almost midnight, and the long street downstairs was still bustling.The capital is worthy of being the capital of Daqing. Although it is a little less romantic than Jinling City on the Qinhuai River, it is also rich and prosperous. The sound of the phoenix singing and the bright lights of the jade pot remind Ye Zhiran of the Lantern Festival .She has never spent the Lantern Festival in the capital, but the situation at that time must not be much different from the present.Being able to let the people in the capital celebrate his birthday spontaneously like a festival, shows that the Holy One is very important to the people today.

Ye Zhiransu held a wine glass in her hand, she didn't speak, and Gong Jiu, who was still laughing and commenting with her on the poems left by previous talented scholars in the champion building, stopped talking.They seem to have made an appointment, waiting for Zi Shi to arrive.

"Boom..." Ye Zhiran and Gong Jiu raised their heads at the same time, and the gorgeous fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky of the imperial city. Under the rain of flowers, even the curved silver moon in the sky seemed to become the embellishment of this grand fireworks.In the brightly extinguished fireworks, Ye Zhiran heard a soft "pop", and the girl in pink slowly turned her head to look at Gong Jiu's face, his face turned abnormally white, as cold as ice.The rich aroma of wine slowly diffused in the air, Ye Zhiran glanced down, the wine glass in Gong Jiu's hand had been broken into pieces, and the clear wine spilled down the table.

When the time comes, the emperor will toast to the ministers in the Hall of Preserving Harmony, and fireworks will be set off in front of the Hall of Preserving Harmony to celebrate the emperor's birthday.But before Zishi, Wu Ming would attack the emperor.If he really succeeds in the assassination, there should be chaos in the Palace of Baohe, who has been waiting for the emperor's arrival or even waiting for the bad news, and no one will care about such trivial matters as fireworks.But now the fireworks are blooming in the sky, obviously there is no trouble in the palace, the emperor is safe and sound.

The emperor is safe and sound, and those who have something to do should be those who intend to rebel.

A loud noise suddenly came from downstairs, and someone was vaguely yelling, "Enclose this place, and no one is allowed to go out." Ye Zhiran turned her head and glanced downstairs. The military officers came in a long line, and the Ouchi guards in black surrounded the entire restaurant densely.This posture is obviously a rebellion.

Ye Zhiran raised her head and glanced at Gong Jiu. Although the downstairs was tightly surrounded and there were many people, with Gong Jiu's martial arts, if he really wanted to run away, these people might not be able to keep him.But Gong Jiu didn't move, instead of wanting to run, he casually threw the fragments of the wine glass aside.He took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped off the wine on his hand, picked up another white jade wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine, then raised his eyes and smiled at her.

"Chen Nian's daughter Hong, won't Ms. Ye show her face and have a drink?"

Ye Zhiran moved her fingers, raised her hand to bring the wine glass to her lips and took a sip, then said flatly, "I don't know how to drink, no matter how good this wine is, I can't taste it."

"Oh? Really? I also heard that Miss Ye is very good at brewing wine, and even restored the ancient recipes of Xifeng and Xinfeng, the famous wines of the Tang Dynasty. I thought Miss Ye was also good at this."

They talked and laughed for a few words, and there were already "bang bang" footsteps on the stairs.Although the voice was loud, it was orderly. It was obvious that the visitors had been trained strictly.As soon as Ye Zhiran turned her head, she saw a large group of Ouchi guards in black walking up the stairs and surrounding them to block the exit. Yin Xian, one of the four Ouchi masters, was approaching.

As soon as Yin Xian came in, he greeted Ye Zhiran very politely, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, I'm on business. Please forgive me for sweeping Ye Zhiran's elegance."

Ye Zhiran shook her head to express that she didn't mind, and then saw him turn to Gong Jiu, who was sitting quietly drinking without even looking at him, his attitude was still polite, but there was a coldness in his voice, "His Royal Highness, Please come with us."

Gong Jiu sneered, put down his wine glass and said bluntly, "You're the only one here?" He didn't seem to see the other guards in the room.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from the stairs, "There is me."

The black-clothed guard standing at the top of the stairs stepped aside, and a familiar figure strode in.

Ye Zhiran, who didn't react at all from the beginning to the end, raised her eyebrows slightly as if she was watching a big show, and put down her wine glass.

"Lu Xiaofeng?"