The wind

When Lou Xiaoche realized that Tan Ye was wrong, it was already too late.

Lou Xiaoche felt that it was impossible for the sick Tan Ye to fight back like this, but the fact is that somehow, he easily reversed the situation under the noses of everyone, and in the end he was able to become the ninth five and inherit the rule of the emperor.

I don't know since when, Lou Xiaoche had a weird guess in his heart - is the current new emperor Qin Ye still the original Tan Ye?Then he thought of the woman he had rescued in the south of the Yangtze River, and the child named "Jie" who was entrusted to an ordinary farmer.

But every time he thinks of this place, he will secretly laugh at himself for being too thoughtful, thinking about unrealistic things.However, once this idea first appeared in his mind, it would pop out from every corner in every corner, and over time, Lou Xiaoche's chest was completely occupied.

Not long before Tan Ye's ascension to the throne, everyone in the palace was preparing for the new emperor. Lou Xiaoche, who was under the pressure of responsibilities, dared not relax for a moment, for fear of making a mistake.

One time when he dragged his tired body back to his room, there was some light in the place where he lived.The soft light flowed out bit by bit along the eaves of the frame, and stopped at Lou Xiaoche's feet, as if urging him to quickly open the door in front of him and take a good look at the people inside.

When Lou Xiaoche turned around and closed the door, Cheng Queyin had just finished her work.After she cut off some threads with scissors, she turned her head and smiled sweetly at Lou Xiaoche: "Brother Lou is back."

When everyone treats themselves as dogs, only this silly girl in front of her regards herself as a human being.

"I'm back." Lou Xiaoche replied, while allowing Cheng Queyin to remove his outer robe, he calmly swept away the piece of veil that Cheng Queyin had just mended, "How long has it been? If it breaks, I will send you a new one." Come on, how many times have I told you that your hands are for healing, how can you do such rough work?"

"Hey, didn't you give me this handkerchief? Of course I couldn't bear to throw it away."

"Everyone is yours now, a mere handkerchief is nothing." Lou Xiaoche leaned over and kissed Cheng Queyin's forehead. The person in front of her was not as tall as her shoulders, but there was nothing wrong with bending over for her.

"Brother Lou, is there something on your mind?" Cheng Queyin blushed, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

"Que Yin." Lou Xiaoche turned around and sat on a chair beside her, "There is indeed one thing that has troubled me for many days."

"What's the matter, but you're not feeling well?" Cheng Queyin put his hand on his forehead, "I don't have a fever, are you tired? I'll make some medicinal soup for you."

"Hey, no need, no need." Lou Xiaoche pulled her and brought her into his arms, "It's been a busy day, take a rest."

The smell of medicine from the person in her arms rushed towards her face, this girl had been busy for another day, Lou Xiaoche was a little distracted, and couldn't help but want to find some warmth here.

But after a while, Lou Xiaoche felt that Cheng Queyin in his arms was burning hot. Seeing this, he unconsciously smiled muffled, and withdrew from her neck, and tucked a strand of her fine hair behind her ear.

Seeing Lou Xiaoche staring at her like this, Cheng Queyin's face flushed red again: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you, you look good." There was tenderness in Lou Xiaoche's eyes that he hadn't even noticed, "I want to be like this with you forever."

"You... are too abnormal today." Cheng Queyin muttered in a low voice, "Come on, what happened?"

"It's nothing, but today I think of some old things. I used to envy my adoptive father for holding power. I didn't understand his difficulties until I sat in this position."

"Isn't it?" Cheng Queyin used his fingertips to trace the hidden flowers on Shalou Xiaoche's shirt, "It's difficult for you, but I understand."

"It's not difficult at all." Lou Xiaoche withdrew a hand from Cheng Queyin's body, and lightly stroked her left cheek, "It's just that this face is a bit controversial."

"Face?" Cheng Queyin was a little puzzled, her eyebrows frowned, "Could it be that you and Master Yu..."

"It's not because of Han'er, but because of this face itself, before it goes to serve the new emperor, there are already a lot of gossip." Lou Xiaoche stopped his gaze in the air, and stopped talking.

"You mean..." Cheng Queyin stared at the beating fire in Lou Xiaoche's eyes, and suddenly understood what he was thinking, "Do you want to find some strange numbers to blur your appearance?"

"Fuzzy?" Lou Xiaoche frowned slightly, the appearance of these two words made him feel strange, he only felt that the word "fuzzy" was very intriguing, "Why did Que Yin say vague?"

"Isn't it the meaning of being unobtrusive?" Cheng Queyin said, "The appearance is the same, but the reality is different, and it is ambiguous."

"This statement is very interesting. I wonder if Que Yin can explain it in detail."

"Of course, it's just my humble opinion. If there is anything wrong, please bear with me."

"To put it bluntly, what worries do we need between you and me?" The corner of Lou Xiaoche's mouth loosened again for the first time.

"The face-changing technique mentioned in the Jianghu, I think if you use it in the palace, you will be recognized in minutes." Cheng Queyin said, "After all, most people in the palace recognize you. "

"rational."

"Besides, if I add something to your daily diet, it won't be difficult to make you ugly over time, but it's a pity..."

Lou Xiaoche only felt that things were unexpectedly developing in a "happy" direction, and her words were much lighter: "What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that no one in this palace knows that Chief Lou is the one who cherishes his own wings the most. If you suddenly become ugly, you will attract even more criticism." Cheng Queyin only felt that Lou Xiaoche, who had always been quiet, suddenly became talkative.

Lou Xiaoche touched her chin subconsciously: "Indeed, after all, I got it from my deceased father and mother. If I ruin this face, I will be very reluctant."

Seeing Lou Xiaoche's actions like this, Cheng Queyin laughed: "So, after thinking about it, only the so-called vague method remains."

"Could it be Cheng's unique plan?"

"Actually, I can't even talk about it. I have learned some of the weird medical techniques and folk remedies along with Mr. Yu over the years. If you want to put in more effort, it should not be difficult to achieve."

"Thank you very much." Lou Xiaoche hugged the person in his arms tightly, and from the corner of his eye, he passed the unclosed flower window, but saw the moon passing through the sky, clear and bright.

The subsequent story was so logical. Lou Xiaoche first found Yang Jie who had been in the market for a long time, and then found Lou Beiyin, a poor student who had almost the same body shape as Yang Jie.

During this period, Cheng Queyin was kept in the dark, and she kept trying to improve the ointment for Lou Xiaoche to try.And she never expected Lou Xiaoche to use it for Yang Jie and Lou Beiyin.

Listening to what Yang Jie said, Xiao Zhouheng always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't find any flaws for a while—Yang Jie was born in the Jianghu, and he didn't understand those things about dancing with brushes, but The Lou Beiyin that Lou Xiaoche found, happened to have read all kinds of books, was silent and honest, and was able to deal with trivial matters in court.

Lou Xiaoche is really a brave person.

Those few words don't seem to be enough to describe him.

An even more frightening thought popped up in Xiao Zhouheng's mind—could Lou Xiaoche's target be the Holy One?He was taken aback by his own sinful thought, his anger was uncontrollable, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The bloody sputum was quickly caught by Li Zhongnan's hands, without any splash on Xiao Zhouheng's clothes.

"Zhongnan..."

"Shu Ting, are you guessing that Lou Xiaoche's ultimate goal is the Holy One?" Li Zhongnan took out a handkerchief and wiped it off with one hand, and took a new one to wipe Xiao Zhouheng's hands.Although the dirt has been wiped off, there are still a little blood stains left in the palm prints.The white palm is matched with dark red, reflecting the Fu Lu line in Xiao Zhouheng's palm particularly long.

A gentleman for thousands of years, Fulu... Suizhi?Is this suitable for you?Xiao Zhouheng shook his head and smiled wryly, not to mention the scars left on his body in recent months, judging from the current situation alone, how he survived this night is a problem——

Yes, isn't the obvious thing under the sway of emotion right in front of your eyes?I thought that Lou Xiaoche, as a weaker servant, would choose to be wise and protect himself, and not get involved in these disputes, but he didn't know that he was calm on the surface, but secretly he and Zhong Bugui were holding each other back.In addition, Lou Xiaoche wanted to use vague methods to mistreat the Holy Master, so it is really unbelievable that he would still have dissatisfaction with the Holy Majesty because of Yu Shenghan's relationship.

Regardless of whether or not Lou Xiaoche in Yang Jie's story was finally discovered by Xinhua, fully realized the original, and no longer made such calculations, but he still committed the crime in the end.

"Master Shen asked me why I gave Yang Daishan the snow-treading sword." Li Zhongnan said word by word, "Actually, it's not all because of my master or the young master who made the sword."

Indeed, at that time Shen Qianhe was full of doubts about Li Zhongnan's reasoning, and felt that what he said could not be justified, and there must be something to hide.At that time, although Xiao Zhouheng changed the subject, he didn't know that some of Li Zhongnan's words hadn't been fully explained yet.

Shen Qianhe peeped coldly, his expression became more serious, he seemed to casually sweep the Treading Sword lying on the side, folded his arms in front of his chest, even Erlang's legs were raised: "I knew it."

"Treading Snow Sword." Yang Jie turned his head with great effort, and followed Shen Qianhe's gaze, "It's really a good thing, so many people in Jianghu got a sword from Zhujian Villa in vain."

"Including you?" Shen Qianhe stared over, very dissatisfied with Yang Jie's interruption.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about?" Yang Jie's eyes moved around, and he laughed strangely, "How can Yang be exempt from all living beings?"

"Actually, Yang Daishan was looking for a son to hold a banquet that day, it was fake." Li Zhongnan ignored Yang Jie's obsession, and continued what he just said, "It's true to get the goods."

"Get... the goods? Who will come to pick them up? Where do you talk about the goods?" Xiao Zhouheng was startled, "The goods are really snow-treading swords?"

"That's right." The tone of Li Zhongnan's voice was extremely low and obscure, Xiao Zhouheng felt dizzy, his qi was congested and his breathing was congested, and he couldn't even utter a single sound. wrist.

Everyone seems to feel that there is something connected, as if they are about to see clearly.

However, Li Zhongnan didn't continue talking, but mentioned another incident: "Do you still remember the roar of the tiger?"

Before everyone could respond, Yu Ruyi took over the conversation first: "Tiger Roar? This name is very familiar."

Li Zhongnan raised his eyebrows: "It should be familiar by heart."

"My knowledge is limited, and I can't put it together into a complete picture. You can tell me first." Something popped up in Yu Ruyi's mind in a trance, but he was a little hesitant and dared not speak out, lest he might make a mistake.

"Long Yin actually died on the same day as Young Master Zhu Jian." Li Zhongnan did not evade, "In fact, that day was just like what was pushed before. The purpose of Tiger Roaring Yang's family was not to assassinate Yang under the entrustment of Zhong Bugui. Daishan. On the contrary, he is bound to hear that Yang Daishan has recovered the snow-treading sword, and he wants to take the opportunity of the family banquet to hear the truth about the fact that his best friend Long Yin died on the same day as the young master who made the sword."

"I agree with this point." Yu Ruyi squinted around, and hummed softly, "No wonder, I just said where I heard it from! You just said that I remembered that there was indeed a knight-errant named Hu under Zhong Bugui's sect. Xiao. It seems that it is not a secret that Hu Xiao is a disciple of the Zhong family. If Zhong Bugui never deliberately concealed it, then Yang Daishan should also know about it. Just sending Hu Xiao out like this, the idiot also knows that Zhong Bugui wants to take Yang Dai Old Man Shan. But think about it, Zhong Bugui, how could such a treacherous and cunning person have such an act of putting a bird in a cage?"

"That's why he chose Huangfu Chu, who has never appeared in front of people in the Zhongfu." Li Zhongnan said, "On that day, no matter whether it was Huangfu Chu who was playing in the Yang's residence, or the bell who was sitting far away in the capital and did not return, I don't know. Hu Xiao will appear in the Yang Mansion. His appearance is just an accident."

"Of course." Yu Ruyi nodded, "What's more, it is precisely because Zhong Bugui learned from some sources that Hu Xiao died in the Yang Mansion on the night of July [-]th. He was afraid that he would be implicated. People stole Hu Xiao's body."

"This clock dog thief is still so stupid? It really makes me laugh." Shen Qianhe sighed, but couldn't hold it back. He hammered his leg and laughed loudly. "It turns out that I am not the only one who is self-defeating. Good at it!"

Everyone was speechless, and they didn't know whether Shen Qianhe was mocking Zhong Bugui's shipwreck this time, or ridiculing all the scandals he had experienced in the past.

"Let's talk about the Snow-Treading Sword." Li Zhongnan said, "Yang Daishan entrusted someone to look for the Snow-Treading Sword after the death of the Young Master Zhujian. How could he miss such a business opportunity? So after spending a lot of money, he Finally, he bought the remaining half of the Snow-Treading Sword from a certain black market, and in order to restore the sword itself, he sent it to the forging village in order to continue to improve the front end."

"Of course, the entrusting person to buy half of the Snow-Treading Sword and the money paid to the forge will naturally be recorded in the accounts of the Yang Mansion, and the money can only be deducted from the Yang Mansion. Yang Daishan wants to get it out of it He didn't want to leave a handle on it, so he could only ask someone to find a way to get rid of the money in the account."

"Making false accounts." Shen Qianhe said, "So Yang Daishan sent the accounts on July [-]th not to save himself a way out, but to redo the accounts in order to find someone."

"That's right, Yang Daishan sent an account to Taobai Bank on July [-]th, and Huai Yinfang and I investigated the matter thoroughly, and the bank caught fire, so we also informed Shen of the matter. My lord." Yu Ruyi said.

Shen Qianhe waved his hand, indicating that he did not receive it.

"The reason why he sent the account to Taobai Bank was not to Peizhi, but to Zhu Liyou, so that he could help with the payment to the forge. But for some reason, Peizhi passed the account first. After looking around, I discovered a transaction record that Sixth Brother had made at Yangdai Mountain five years ago, and thought it was his threat. In addition, Tan Zhao had the evidence that Sixth Brother was in charge of dredging up and down at that time, which undoubtedly made Pei Zhi It is even more firm in the idea that Yang Daishan may have teamed up with Qin Zhao."

"Cough cough... why should I hand it over to you and me together with the accounts at that time, so it was implying that there are still traces left by the sixth young master in the accounts of the Yang family." Xiao Zhouheng finally reassured, Barely suppressing the feeling of nausea and vomiting, "However, you and I never thought of it."

Li Zhongnan responded in a low voice.

"Wait." Shen Qianhe looked coldly at Li Zhongnan, "You said before that you have the tip of the Snow-Treading Sword, which is the other half. You restored the Snow-Treading Sword, and Yang Daishan also Yes, don't you have two swords now?"

Everyone looked at the Snow Treading Sword leaning on the side. The sword was like a green cypress in winter, impervious to wind and rain, with a strange red light shining faintly.

"Otherwise, there will be only one from the beginning to the end." Li Zhongnan withdrew his gaze from the sword, but seeing his eyelashes drooping, he looked tenderly at Xiao Zhouheng in his arms, "Shu Ting, do you still remember Changzhou sword?" Is there a fish shop in the government?"

There was a clear moon in his eyes as always, and the divine light was shining brightly. Xiao Zhouheng's heart moved, and he consciously broke free from the shackles of emptiness: "Naturally."

"Then you once asked me, during the five years since Master passed away, I was helpless and what I did for a living. To put it mildly, I gave you a brief answer, and to put it mildly, I lied and deceived you."

"It doesn't matter, you go ahead." Unexpectedly, before he could catch his breath, Xiao Zhouheng was once again shocked by Li Zhongnan's next words.

"Although it's true that I make a living by inquiring about illnesses, I also worked part-time in the forge."

That's it, that's it.

Xiao Zhouheng smiled: "Is this the so-called coincidence, Yang Daishan went to the forging village to send the sword, and it happened to be delivered to you, so you pushed the boat to restore the real snow treading sword...so you went to Yang Daishan that day The government is using the blacksmith to deliver goods, and Yang Daishan doesn't know your real identity."

"good."

"Teach me what to say about you?" Xiao Zhouheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I still want to spend the next few years with you, don't you want to plot me to death?"

"No, Shu Ting." Li Zhongnan also heard that Xiao Zhouheng was joking, "I won't do that."

"It's alright, alright, calm down a little bit." Shen Qianhe quickly broke free from the astonishment, "So, the one you sent to the Yang Mansion was the real Snow-Treading Sword, and it's the one in the house right now?"

"Yang Daishan doesn't know, but it doesn't mean that those present on the night of July [-]th don't know." Gong Liang said, "Amon, no wonder you said before that you didn't let Yang Daishan go, I didn't think about you If you can bear to hand over the sword of Young Sword Master to Yang Daishan with your own hands, you are the leader of stubborn and beautiful people, and the method of presenting the sword this time is really a good way to kill three warriors!"

"My lord Gongliang is too much." Li Zhongnan smiled slightly, did not deny it, and fully admitted what he had done.

"Your good intention to push the boat along with the current made Yang Daishan a lamb on the case that night. No wonder he was injured a lot." Shen Qianhe opened the examination in detail and read, "I didn't know why Yang Daishan suffered this. The torment turned out to be because of this snow-treading sword. He must have been awakened when he delivered the goods to someone, knowing that he was being plotted against and wanted a chance of survival, but he would have ended up in such a situation in the midst of the struggle."

"The problem now is that the person who received the goods sounds very suspicious, so who is he?" Yu Ruyi scratched her head slightly, "The situation on Lou Xiaoche's side is quite clear. On the face of it. Prison is inevitable. But the person who received the goods did not mention half a word in the story."

After Yu Ruyi finished speaking, she blurted out: "Still, there was no family banquet in the Yang residence that night, and it wasn't for the son who had been missing for several years, it was just to reward the mysterious buyer."

"Yang Zhifu is not as cowardly and incompetent as in the legend, which surprised Yang a bit. Thanks to Yu Zhifu, Yang now knows that the world is full of deaf people, and they can't believe what they say." Yang Jie joked. , "If it wasn't for Yang's hands being tied at the moment, it must be for you to clap your hands and applaud."

Where did Yu Ruyi hear such an insult, her cheeks were flushed in an instant, her lips were trembling up and down, and she was about to reprimand, but when she saw Wan Huaiyin step forward beside her, she immediately slapped Yang Jie fiercely. A hard punch.Yang Jie had nowhere to hide, so he could only catch it abruptly, rolled around in the hall for a while, and then slammed into the big pillar with a scream.

"Bah." A lot of the medicine on Yang Jie's face was smeared by such a collision, but he heard him hiss, "I won't tell the story, I won't continue, you fools will never know what happened that night What! You have no way of knowing what role Lou Beiyin and I played in this!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not." Xiao Zhouheng first supported Li Zhongnan's arm, and then stood up with the armrest of a wooden chair. He lightly patted the back of Li Zhongnan's hand After signaling him not to worry, he got up and took a few steps with his temporary weakness, walked around Yang Jie, and walked into the hall.

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, even Li Zhongnan didn't know what he was going to say.

Xiao Zhouheng's words and deeds were completely unexpected by Yang Jie, and he was also puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Zhouheng could hear the fleeting fear between Yang Jie's teeth, so he smiled to himself and said, "I mean, your story is really meaningless, but you tried your best to deceive everyone present tonight. lock up."

"What? What he just said is false?" Shen Qianhe couldn't sit still anymore, and his voice raised a lot.

"That's not true. I won't be able to answer the specifics for a while, but it's still early in the morning. Why don't you listen to my story here?" Xiao Zhouheng paused, and suddenly turned to Yang Jie. Smiled, that smile was very eye-catching, enough to intimidate people, not because of Xiao Zhouheng's good looks, but because there was a kind of power in that smile that could lead people to leap over all thorns.

Yang Jie seemed to have sensed something, the room couldn't stabilize in the end, he just heard him grit his teeth and say, "Xiao Zhouheng, you...shut up!"

"In response to the sentence you just 'gifted' to the prefect of Yu, most of the people in this world are copycats. After some hearsay, it will make the world difficult to distinguish." Xiao Zhouheng smiled brightly like stars, and the corners of his mouth curled up There were faint traces of blood left, but seeing him wave his sleeves and sweep away the clouds and smoke barriers of several years, "So the story I want to tell, do you want to listen to it together, Lou, Bei, Yin?"

The author has something to say: This chapter has a lot of information, I know——