stop!This is your junior brother!

"Father, this stack of memorials has already been reviewed by the child."

Ran Xingchen respectfully handed the memorial to the small table beside the bed.

The dragon couch was surrounded by bright yellow curtains, and the figures inside could not be seen clearly.

Ran Cang let out a "hmm", and reached out to take the stack of memorials on the small table, with sleepy eyes.

Ran Cang flipped through the pages, casually pointing out a few places where Ran Xingchen had mishandled, and wanted to read it again, but he felt sleepy for a while.The memorials that I have been used to in the past are like sleeping pills, making people drowsy.

Ran Xingchen looked at Ran Cang hesitantly, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Father, are you feeling unwell?"

Ran Cang was already practicing martial arts, and his internal energy was superb, so it would be fine if he didn't sleep for a few days and nights, but it's obviously abnormal to be sleepy these days.

Ran Cang never let any prince assist him in reviewing memorials before.

However, in the past few days, Ran Cang called Ran Xingchen over.

This is unprecedented.

Ran Cang half-lyed on the dragon couch and opened the bed curtain, looked up at Ran Xingchen, his "favorite" son, and when he saw Ran Xingchen's eyes were a little frightened, he shook his head and said, "No, Chen'er has a heart." .”

Seeing that Ran Xingchen was worried and wanted to persuade him, Ran Cang continued: "Father has been thinking about martial arts for the past few days, so he went to bed late."

Ran Xingchen responded, "Father, pay attention to your health. There is no rush for martial arts affairs. Only when your body is healthy can the sky be prosperous."

Ran Cang raised his head and looked at Ran Xingchen. This son who had been lost for ten years looked more and more like him.

He suddenly asked: "Chen'er, in your opinion, what is the relationship between Wulin and the imperial court?"

Ran Xingchen was stunned for a moment, bowed his head and pondered for a moment, and said: "There are so many strange people and strange things in the martial arts world, it is absolutely not advisable to catch them all, so it is better to block them."

"The Jianghu is divided into multiple sects, but the right way and the evil way have their own leaders. As long as the court maintains a good relationship with the Wulin League cult, it is best to give them official positions and restrain them, that would be the best."

After Ran Xingchen finished speaking, there was a complete silence.

Ran Cang looked at Ran Xingchen with serious eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ran Xingchen didn't move, his back was wet and cold.

Until Ran Cang shook his head with a smile, and put the bed curtain back.

He has a serious expression all the year round, so there are two fine lines between his brows and under the corners of his lips, he is not angry but powerful, and now he smiles with no clear meaning, which makes people tremble with fear.

He said: "Chen'er, you are thinking too simple. Those people in the Jianghu, how can they accept their official positions? I am afraid that my official position is not as good as a meal."

"If you want the court and the Jianghu to live in peace, the only option is to kill."

"Only by disposing of the leaders of the Jianghu and replacing them with people from the imperial court, can the Jianghu be truly free from worries."

Ran Xingchen nodded thoughtfully, stood up and saluted Ran Cang respectfully, "Thank you for your teaching."

Ran Cang beckoned him to sit down, and sighed: "Chen'er, your heart is still too soft."

The crown prince of Qiong Kingdom, the third child of today's emperor, he is sickly and weak.When he was young, he was adopted by an ordinary couple. Later, disaster happened, the couple was killed, and he lived on the streets.However, his life was not to die, and he was led by a kind-hearted knight-errant, reluctantly hanging his life until one day the guards in the palace saw Ran Xingchen and saw this face somewhat similar to today's, and then brought him back. the court.

In his current life, [-]% of his life is in the imperial court, [-]% is in the Jianghu, and [-]% is in the frontier. He has friendship with the Jianghu, so he can't see killing.

He didn't know the real purpose of Ran Cang's subdued tour a few days ago, he only knew that he should share his father's worries.

He is a prince who is affectionate, righteous and respects his father.

It's a pity that he is weak and sick, and his heart is too soft, and the icy cold wind in the frontier did not harden his heart.

However, when Ran Cang blamed him for being soft-hearted, he smiled.

Ran Xingchen felt a little relieved.

This is over.

"Chen'er, you should read the rest of the memorial. You are too impatient." Ran Cang leaned on the dragon couch again, and could only vaguely see a shadow.

After Ran Xingchen finished reading the memorial, Ran Can pointed out some of Ran Xingchen's mistakes, and then waved people to go back.

Ran Xingchen walked out of the emperor's main bedroom, and the guards and eunuchs standing outside the door saluted together, looking at Ran Xingchen with respect.

They knew that the third prince was called here to assist the emperor in reviewing the memorial, counting carefully, which prince has such an honor?Not only the third prince.

The rumors in the court have not stopped since the return of the third prince, and there are many people who are not optimistic.

When I came back for the first time, someone said that the third prince had been raised outside for ten years, thinking that no one was sure.

After the third prince blocked an arrow for the sage, someone said that he was loyal and filial, but he was raised outside, not capable enough, his body was too weak, and he would not live long.

When the third prince fought in the frontier and blocked Yin's malicious attacks again and again, some people said that he was a good general if he knew the art of war, but he might not be a good prince.

The third prince's mother had already left, and without the support of his mother, the only one he could rely on was the emperor, without the emperor, he would be nothing.

The situation in the palace was changing rapidly, and the third prince missed so many things in those ten years.

But this time, the Holy Majesty summoned the third prince to review the memorial, which can be said to announce to the rumors in the court that the prince's status is assured.

Even the servants knew about things, and those forces in the palace, of course, knew about it.

So it was expected that Ran Xingchen would meet Ran Xinghe.

He looked at this stupid younger brother who had been provoking him, and for a moment, he was a little grateful for his existence-fortunately, he had a guy who provoked him every day, so that he could establish the "love and righteousness" and "soft-heartedness". "image of.

"Congratulations, third brother," Ran Xinghe's eyes were so angry that he almost burned Ran Xingchen to death, but he was worried about showing a distorted smile before going to bed, "Third brother is really a good trick."

Ran Xingchen said with a slight smile neither soft nor hard, and then said with a smile: "I heard that the fifth younger brother got another beauty in his room, the fifth younger brother is a good fortune."

Ran Xinghe's pupils shrank.

As a prince, it's okay to have Sangong and Six Courtyards. The problem is that the fifth prince's concubine, the prime minister's second lady, is jealous.

In the past, Ran Xinghe just favored a little palace lady, but the next day, he fished out the palace lady's body from the well, her delicate face was scratched and then swollen by the well water, the fifth prince wanted to vomit , I haven't contacted his confidante for several days.

Seeing Ran Xinghe shut up, Ran Xingchen smiled and said goodbye to him.

He glanced back at the bed, and then walked towards the palace.

What to look at differently, what to cherish, what to take care of.

It's just a puppet pet.

Ran Cang didn't want to pass on the throne from the beginning to the end, what he wanted was to be an emperor through the ages, for generations to come.

The reason for making the third prince the crown prince is simply because the third prince has no power of his own in the court and can only rely on him.

The third prince is affectionate, righteous, and sickly, so he doesn't have to worry about usurping the throne. He has a soft heart, so he can control it better.

If he was really good for him, with Ran Cang's means and power as an iron-blooded king, how could the rumors spread in the court for so long.

Ran Xingchen smiled, with a mocking face and sad eyes.

How could he understand this now.

……

After Ran Xingchen left, Ran Cang lay down on the dragon couch for a while, obviously very sleepy, but unable to fall asleep.

He got up, pushed aside the bed curtain, put on his coat and went down to the floor, turned the mechanism on the bookshelf, and the door of the dark room opened slowly.

This is the room where Ning Heng was imprisoned.

A cage carved with gold and jade.

He closed the door and lay down on the bed, the chains that bound Ning Heng's wrists and ankles were at his hand.

He took one and rubbed the inside of the manacles, as if he could touch a piece of warm skin, as if he could absorb the residual temperature on it.

"Ah Heng, where are you..."

The eyes are paranoid and crazy.

The handcuffs seemed to be Ning Heng, he muttered to the chains of the handcuffs for a long time, feeling tired.

Since the martial arts conference, perhaps because of internal injuries, he has always felt sleepy, but it doesn't matter, this minor injury will heal soon.

Thinking like this, he gradually fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

***

As the reputation of Zuixian Tower gradually started, everyone gradually got used to the bustling environment of Zuixian Tower, but the two new accountants were not used to it.

... very uncomfortable.

They didn't know why other places in Zuixianlou were bustling with activity, but this place was deserted and deserted. There were clearly four people, but no one spoke unless necessary.

There are also two well-clothed and well-fed sons who are eating over there. I don’t know why they keep looking at this side, which makes people feel flustered. trembling.

But maybe because there is no time to chat, and because the big accountant teaches people very seriously, the two of them learned very quickly, but in one morning, they learned a lot, including the skills of bookkeeping, how to calculate quickly and so on. , but also harvested a lot.

But now that it has just opened, the two of them naturally don't know what will happen next. Now they are full of fear, and they only hope that someone can break the weird environment here.

While the two were praying, someone really came.

Lei Shicang.

……

Lei Shicang came to Luo Shu for his reasons.

Luo Shu also knew about the castles in the air, and Luo Shu's skill was unfathomable, if he could make a move, he would definitely be of great help.

The most important thing is the refreshing fragrance from last night.

Public is public, private is private, although Lei Shicang would take a sip of old vinegar when he thought of the relationship between Luo Shu and Shao Zhan, but the fact that Luo Shu saved him last night is a fact, he didn't blame another because of one thing. thing people.

He was extremely grateful to Luo Shu and wanted to thank him personally.

So Lei Shicang went to the Zuixian Building early in the morning to look for Luo Shu, but he managed to squeeze through the crowds of people in the Zuixian Building, and finally saw the big accountant of the Zuixian Building, only then did he know that Luo Shu went to blacksmithing early in the morning. up.

strike iron?

Lei Shicang opened his eyes and didn't know what to say. After being held down by Luo Qing and the others, he finished his breakfast before walking towards the iron shop in a daze.

When he turned left and right and finally found Luo Shu, Luo Shu was really forging iron.

He changed out of the blue shirt and white robe he usually wore, and put on a solid black suit with narrow sleeves and waist, which was very neat.His long hair, which was half in a bundle and half in the past, was all tied up, and his long ponytail hopped and hopped with his tapping movements.Standing beside him was his brother guard who never strayed three steps away.

...Brother Luo with his hair tied up looks even smaller.

Thinking so, Lei Shicang met Luo Shu who raised his head.

"Brother Lei! Good morning!"

Luo Shu smiled and greeted Lei Shicang, a little curious in his heart, didn't Lei Shicang regard himself as a rival in love?Why did you come here suddenly?The strangest thing is that the spoon didn't come together.

Lei Shicang saw Luo Shu looking back subconsciously, of course he knew who he was looking for, his face darkened immediately, and his voice was a little stiff, "A Zhan didn't come."

When Luo Shu saw Lei Shicang like this, he knew that he was misunderstood again.

Oops... this is really...

The spoon is not even the slightest bit ambiguous towards him, it's clearly the relationship between brother and sister...

Luo Shu burst into tears, not knowing exactly what Shaozi misunderstood him, he was already in his twenties, and Shaozi still regarded himself as a child.

He felt that he couldn't bear the blame, and had to explain it clearly.

So Luo Shu said to Lei Shicang: "Brother Lei, wait for me, I'll finish this, there is wine there, it's a new recipe, try it?"

Lei Shicang was fine, so he sat down, picked up a jar of wine, and watched Luo Shu strike the iron.

I have to say that watching Luoshu Blacksmithing is a kind of enjoyment.

Different from the scorching heat in the blacksmithing room, Luo Shu is also different from the sweaty blacksmith. His face and body are refreshed, with excitement in his brows and eyes. Every time he drops the hammer, he knows where he is going to fall. Whatever it looks like, you can play what you imagined.The rough hammer looks like a child's toy in his hands, and it also looks like a sword in the hands of a swordsman. He also uses a hammer himself. The movements of Luo Shu he likes only feel that it corresponds to a certain rhythm, and he is fascinated for a while.

——to the point where Lei Shicang saw Luo Shu's decorations that hadn't been processed in [-], and almost blinded himself. He couldn't understand how Luo Shu made such a mess with such an expression and movement. mosaic.

"Little Eight."

Luo Shu called [-], and turned the iron block over with pliers. The iron block had shrunk by a third of its original size.

Luo Shu's expression also became more excited with the movements of his hands, and even brought a trace of solemnity, just like a peerless swordsman who saw the peerless sword manual and made a respectful and fanatical pilgrimage.

[-] stood opposite Luo Shu with a small hammer in hand.

"Xiao Ba, let's go?"

Luo Shu looked up at him with a bright smile.

[-] couldn't help showing a slight smile.

"it is good."

The scorching flames licked the iron block until it turned red, Luoshu sledgehammer knocked it down, [-] small hammer followed closely, and there was a jingling sound, with a peculiar rhythm, it turned out to be like a song.

This is Lan Zhui's mask.

The damaged mask can no longer be used. At that time, Luo Shu bought a bottle of [-] from the mall to use it, but it was not a long-term solution, so when Luo Shu came back, he was empty, so he wanted to make another one for Lan Zhui. mask.

Of course, based on Luo Shu's skill, it is estimated that he will not be able to do it in his next life. ╮(╯－╰)╭

Some of the original masks were directly exchanged from the mall, and some were made of iron by him, and some models were made in [-].

Although Luo Shu is not good at craftsmanship, he has great strength, patience, and excellent control of strength. He is the perfect job to forge iron. Even black iron can be refined by him again, and it can be beaten whole.

This time, Luo Shu wanted to make a mask for his disciple himself. After destroying two pieces of iron, he finally realized the fact that he was handicapped in the ninth-level handicraft. He turned to [-] for help, and [-] readily agreed.

"Ding--!"

With the last hammer down, the prototype of a mask has been formed.

The rest has nothing to do with Luo Shu.

Luo Shu enthusiastically handed [-] the abstract, post-modern drawings, and [-] took out a towel from somewhere and put it on Luo Shu's head.

"Wipe your sweat."

After all, the action behind was a little sweaty.

Luo Shu put the towel around his neck, walked to the table, sat on the edge of the table next to Lei Shicang, picked up a jar of wine and slapped it away, the strong aroma of the wine called Lei Shicang's consciousness back, only then did he realize that He was fascinated by the sound of blacksmithing and watching the movements of the two of them just now. The jug of good wine was on his lips, but he didn't even take a sip.

He put down the wine jar and looked at Luo Shu with burning eyes. Luo Shu was a little surprised, "Brother Lei, doesn't the wine taste right?"

Lei Shicang shook his head, in fact, he probably wouldn't be able to taste anything if he took a sip now.

He asked Luo Shu eagerly: "Brother Luo, can you tell me what hammer method you used just now?"

His Lei family uses a hammer.

Luo Shu said strangely: "It doesn't use hammering." After a pause, he said: "It's just forging."

Lei Shicang scratched his head, opened and closed his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Lei Shicang's reaction, Luo Shu thought for a while, after all, he was a madman, and instantly understood what Lei Shicang was struggling with, and he said, "Brother Lei, it's not the exercises I used, it's my breath. and action."

The weight of the hammer head did not change, but the rhythm of his swinging the hammer head was coordinated with his breathing, and his whole body moved with each movement, so it looked like he was lifting the weight lightly.

He told Lei Shicang about this matter, and if Lei Shicang realized something, Luo Shu added: "There is no difference between using a hammer and using a sword or a knife. It’s just the unity of man and body.” The tone of the speech could not help but bring a bit of gentleness and kindness, as if the master was teaching the studious students.

Lei Shicang got up suddenly, and saluted Luo Shu. Luo Shu, who had entered the state a moment ago, smiled and nodded, and suddenly jumped up a moment later.

Oops!

Accidentally mistook Lei Shicang for Xiao Qingqing and them!

"Brother Lei, you can't do this!"

Lei Shicang and Luo Shu, who had clearly "immigrated" just now, looked at each other dumbfounded, and they all laughed.

Lei Shicang looked serious, and said: "Brother Luo, this is your favor, and there is one more thing, I am really grateful to you."

As he spoke, he recounted what happened last night.

Luo Shu frowned gradually.

Abnormal appearance, abnormal movements, abnormal speech, how does this look like a ghost...

After Lei Shicang finished speaking, he clasped his fists in earnest and thanked him.

"Brother Luo, from now on, if you have anything to do, as long as I can do it, just say it!"

Luo Shu was awakened and waved his hands repeatedly. At that time, he just wanted to show off his apprentice's new medicine. It was easy to make, the raw materials were easy to find and cheap, and could be mass-produced. Lei Shicang, with undiminished enthusiasm, casually smoked it for Lei Shicang, and didn't think about anything at the time, besides, it was his smart and talented apprentice who made the incense, so he had nothing to do with him no matter what.

Luo Shu jokingly said: "Brother Lei wants to thank you, why don't you just look at me when the spoon comes, I'm really panicked~"

No matter what he said, Lei Shicang didn't expect Luo Shu to mention this matter suddenly, he was dumbfounded, and then his neck turned red all over his ears, his whole face turned red, like a big tomato.

Luo Shu's tone became serious, and he leaned closer to Lei Shicang and said, "Brother Lei, I know you like Shaozi, it's normal to be more sensitive, but Shaozi and I are siblings, this...you see... ..."

Lei Shicang's face was blushing, and he looked at him with wide eyes, "Really?"

Luo Shu nodded seriously, "Really."

For Lei Shicang, speaking should be direct and straightforward. The bold man who has just opened his heart in the world talks about brotherhood, but when it comes to confidante and confidant love, it is like Zhang Fei embroidering. Instead of making them think too much, just say it straight out.

Sure enough, although Lei Shicang was a little embarrassed, he felt relaxed.

As for shame?Who are you missing?There are only three of them here, and the only ones who know about it are the two of them. What's there to be ashamed of?

Luoshu's competitiveness is too great, Lei Shicang said that he is a little bit unconfident.

After talking about this matter, both Luo Shu and Lei Shicang relaxed, so Luo Shu also had time to think about what Lei Shicang said about Ah Tu just now.

This thing is indeed a bit weird.

He immediately thought of the pole that broke during the performance a month ago.

Lei Shicang nodded, "That's right, there are nails in the castle in the air, nine times out of ten, it's Shijin's nails."

"The pole is usually taken care of by someone. Before each performance, for safety's sake, Sister Xiaoyun will ask people to check it again and again. There has never been anything wrong before, but it happened after Shijin came."

"Shi Jin is the later team, but the performance skills are not as good as castles in the sky, so it is very slow to gain a foothold in Chengyang City. I have come here a few times to find trouble, but they are all minor troubles. I have never encountered such a serious situation."

Luo Shu thought of the child in that dungeon, his eyes darkened.

Shijin's cancer should be cut off.

It suddenly occurred to him that the reason why Shijin wanted to attack Lei Shicang was probably because Lei Shicang was a castle in the air, Lei Shicang had a very high status in the Jianghu Mountains, and his reputation was excellent. Heroes who practice justice have never lacked admiration and followers people.If you want to use castles in the air, you have to get rid of Lei Shicang first.

If Lei Shicang fell into a gentle place yesterday, or if he stabbed him when he was lingering when he was the least vigilant, and pushed the matter to A Tu, or if Lei Shicang regretted it when he was awake, it would make Lei Shicang and the castle in the air There is a rift between them, which in turn leaves the possibility of breaking through.

What a great way.

But what caught Luo Shu's attention was how did Ah Tu get controlled by them?

According to Lei Shicang, Ah Tu clearly did not want to do these things, and he even woke up once in the middle, but was controlled by external forces.

Is it hypnosis?Or... Human Gu.

Luo Shu's heart sank.

Hypnosis is okay, but it must not be the latter one.

If it was a human gu, it would be terrible.

But the more he thought about it, Luo Shuliu couldn't help thinking of another person.

Yun Lan.

The same talent was mediocre at first, and the same changed a lot later, especially the sudden appearance of Atu's inner strength. Although there was an explanation before, it also...

Luo Shu was a little anxious, and got up to rush back.

Seeing that he was anxious, Lei Shicang quickly asked what was going on, Luo Shu told what happened to Yunlan, and Lei Shicang couldn't sit still anymore.

[-] looked at Xian Luoshu, looked down at the half-formed mask in his hand, turned slightly sideways, blocking Lei Shicang's sight, then slid his hands at an inhuman speed, iron filings flew silently, without any help With the external force of the fire, the exquisite lines are formed in an instant.

Qiongqi waved his wings and exposed his fangs. The subtle lines on the wings were clearly visible. The wings flickered slightly as the sunlight flowed, and the cold and bloodthirsty momentum rushed towards him. Qiongqi with his head held high seemed to be about to break through the wall.

[-] wiped off the iron filings with a handkerchief.

"Little eight brothers, let's go first... hmm? Where are your things?"

Lei Shicang was surprised to find that the thing being refined had disappeared.

[-] handed the mask to Luo Shu. Even though Luo Shu was still worried, he couldn't help but marvel at the exquisitely carved mask.

"Already, done?!" Lei Shicang gasped.

[-] nodded.

"Then Xiao Ba, let's go, something may have happened to Ah Tu."

Luo Shu grabbed [-]'s arm with a serious face.

If it is as he guessed, it means that Atu has been parasitized for half a month, but Yunlan has been parasitized for decades, and her martial arts is so good, it can make Atu get it in half a month. .

There is no gain in vain, and the greater possibility is that there is a price from other places.

***

After the last tragic mass poisoning incident of the Xuanhuang army, the captain reported that there might be spies in the army.The captain attached great importance to this matter and immediately launched a thorough investigation.

Really found a few nails.

The cages in the palace are full of punishment props.

The heaven and earth Xuanhuang in the imperial palace is directly under the management of the emperor, and there is no room for any mistakes.

Death is the easiest punishment, and there are many ways in the world to make people want to die.

These few nails couldn't even commit suicide, and they were driven crazy by Tiandi Xuanhuang who was in a hurry.

In the end, some information was spit out.

For example, they belong to self-help teaching.

For example, they intercepted a lot of news about Shijijiao.

For example, Shijijiao's ambition is more than that.

……

The information was rushed to Ran Cang's hands.

Ran Cang narrowed his eyes looking at the last message.

Nether Order, Shao Zhan, Zuixian Tower.

Gu person: Zhao Tu.

middleman:【--】

The place in the middle is blank.

Obviously, Nail couldn't stand the punishment and went completely crazy.

But the rest of the news is enough.

"Heavenly leader."

"Subordinates are here."

"Find some people to go to Chengyang City."

***

"Brother Yi" Ah Tu looked at Fang Siyuan, the big brother next door, with tears in his eyes.

"Atu! Who bullied you?" Fang Siyuan took two steps forward anxiously, looking up and down at Atu to see if she was injured somewhere.

His martial arts is not good, but his eyesight is there.

Ah Tu was wronged.

Ah Tu's tears finally flowed down.

"Brother Yi, can you help me..."