hold this little monk

Half a month passed, and Mingqiao didn't utter a single word, and Liu Yan didn't bother to continue the trial, because something happened that made him even more anxious.

None of the ten people brought by Qianrui replied.

Although ordinary people need to affix official seals to send letters through the capital, and those who confirm that there is no news of reactionary rebellion can be released, but people like them who have been licking blood on the tip of their knives since childhood have never followed the orders of the government and escaped the inspection of the government There are thousands of ways.

So there is no reason why half a month has passed without even a single safety letter being delivered. I am afraid that only a trip back to Beijing to find out what is hidden in it.

Also in the afternoon of the same day, news came from the person Yuhe sent to monitor Wang Min.

"Wang Min left Changle, he should have gone back to Beijing," Yuhe thought after reading the subordinate's letter, "but he has been writing and sending letters in Changle these days, I don't know what he is doing , looking very anxious, and the four women beside him, all of whom are immeasurably skilled, but two days ago, a woman in red was missing beside Wang Min, and when he left today, there was no woman in red beside him. woman."

Xiaoxuan was listening, and immediately remembered the woman's name: "Jieyan."

"what?"

"The one in the red dress, Wang Min called her Jieyan, she looks weak, but her martial arts are really strong, and she can pretend very well." Xiaoxuan stared at Mingqiao who was put on the ground half dead, "His The hands and feet were broken by Jieyan, if you want to investigate him, I'm afraid it will not be so easy."

Thinking about Jieyan's behavior that day has been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, Mingqiao hated her even more, hearing the word Jieyan, Mingqiao's lips trembled, silently insulting her all the time.

Thinking of Mingqiao's load of paint, Xiaoxuan couldn't help being moved, and walked to his side: "Mr. Ming, where did you get those paints?"

Ming Qiao glared at him with hawk-like eyes, but said nothing.

"I know that the Persians brought them here from the west, but how did you get in touch with them? They wouldn't go around our Daping area and come to you to make friends with you, right? Are you still playing long-distance and short-distance attacks?" It should be that you are shameless and asked them to post cold asses. Seeing you as a spy studying Danqing for five years, you also love those things. You have seen my skills. Compared with the Persian teacher who taught you , who is more powerful"

Xiaoxuan babbled a lot of earnestly, it was nothing more than knowing reason and emotion, and wanted to steal his paint, and by the way, find out where he got the paint. If they can go in Daping, then He no longer has to work hard as a botanist and mineralogist in the palace, and he is worried that he will be executed as a spy for causing an explosion.

Liu Yan thought he was knocking something out of the way, and said, "Forget it, he has a very serious mouth, and judging from the current situation, it's useless for those guys in the west to stare at him. They don't have enough troops to trek over mountains and rivers to invade."

Xiao Xuan rubbed his nose, knowing that he had misunderstood, and said honestly: "I don't care about him, I just want to know the source of his paintings."

The two of them were talking, Mingqiao suddenly laughed and coughed continuously, a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth, he stared at Xiaoxuan, and said angrily: "I won't tell you, our Yue Kingdom... ...cough cough... sooner or later we will surpass you in culture and art, you will definitely stand still, and then you will be our laughing stock hahahaha..."

Xiaoxuan looked at him expressionlessly: "Well, the idioms are used well."

This person refused to tell, so he had to find it by himself. The paints made by professionals in the West are much better than those made by himself.

Before he got up and walked far, Ming Qiao said again: "You are always self-righteous, don't cry when you suffer a big loss."

"What's the big deal?"

Ming Qiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a sinister smile: "Hahahahaha, do you think that there are only two forces fighting for power on the chessboard? I die as soon as I die, and you are all done anyway."

This was the first time in so many days that he uttered some useful words. Liu Yan narrowed his eyes, strode over, and slapped his face hard: "Say what you know before you die."

However, Mingqiao smiled, closed his eyes, and regarded himself as a dead person.

Liu Yan no longer had the idea of ​​punishing him, and after thinking about it for a while, his heart was beating wildly.

Bi Kong put away the chess pieces and chessboards scattered in every corner these days, propped his chin and looked at Liu Yan thoughtfully, and said, "Anyway, we don't have anything to pack, we can leave at any time."

Liu Yan's eyelids twitched violently.

"Okay, I'll pick some fast horses first."

Xiao Xuan blankly put away the scroll on the ground: "Where are you going?"

"Going back to Beijing." Bi Kong pulled him up, patted the ashes on his body, and said close to his ear, "If you still want to go back to Ziling Hall, you must protect yourself. It's a troubled time, it's different from the past. There is also a person from the Moon Kingdom who has not been found out..."

Xiao Xuan listened to Bi Kong chattering in his ear, suddenly a clue flashed by, and he murmured out the name of the person in the unknown letter yesterday.

"Wu Zhongqian..."

Bi Kong's eyelids twitched: "What?"

Xiaoxuan consciously slipped his tongue, silently shook his head, and smiled vaguely.

"Is there something you didn't tell me?" Bi Kong's voice was weak. After he finished speaking, Xiao Xuan hadn't brought up his heart. He shook his head again, "Sorry, I've been a little sensitive recently..."

"..."

This time it's really not your sensitivity.

"After returning to Beijing, you will not be able to come out of the palace, and I will not be able to enter without orders. We will be separated for a long time... You must promise me that you must protect yourself in case of trouble, and don't be brave."

The corner of Xiaoxuan's mouth twitched, and he held back his smile: "Why did you tell me this, shouldn't it be me who told you?"

When did he ever show off his strength in the palace?He doesn't want to pay attention to those people at all, okay?

Bi Kong smiled: "I won't try to be brave either."

"I know," the boy in Xiaoxuan's memory who grew up alone in the temple reappeared, making him pinch his face, and said softly, "Don't forget, now we are two people .”

What to do is no longer a matter of one person. There are more possessions and more things to think about. It is a weakness and an armor, and it is the courage to fight on.

The two of them tacitly didn't say anything, they stuck together tightly in the dark room, exchanged an extremely nostalgic and unwilling kiss, and kissed goodbye to the last days of peace, indifference and scheming.

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