Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 226
In the carriage, the lawless two looked dignified.

Wutian wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was short and fat, he was covered in sweat after sitting in this awkward carriage for a long time, he frowned slightly and said: "What is this eunuch's plan?"

Unable to sigh: "Although I always think he is not simple, it seems that we think him too simple."

"A eunuch, who has lost his lifeline, what kind of storm does he want to stir up?" Wutian's tone revealed a bit of disdain.

"Don't underestimate the eunuchs. Many dynasties in history have been disturbed by these eunuchs. Even the Beili Dynasty, the previous dynasty also had a great eunuch who caused trouble for the court. He was said to be nine thousand years old. After his death, The Beili royal family also established a rule that all the five chief supervisors must be sent to guard the imperial mausoleum after the death of the former emperor and the new emperor ascended the throne, so as to prevent such a thing from happening again. His martial arts are extraordinary, and his power is not low, so naturally he would not be willing to guard that imperial tomb."

Wutian sneered: "The Beili royal family is stupid themselves, why should such a great power be given to these few eunuchs?"

"Eunuchs are internal ministers, and in principle they are the emperor's own people. Compared with handing over power to ambitious foreign ministers, eunuchs are indeed more worry-free for these emperors, but this turbidity is probably the second nine thousand years old. "Can't say slowly.

Inside the pawn shop, Feizhan stood up, bowed his head to the chief supervisor Zhuoqing in front of him and said, "If the supervisor says something, Feizhan must convey it after returning."

"Okay, as a gift." Superintendent Zhuoqing put a note on the table, "There are four people hiding here, you go find them. Tell them your plan, and they will definitely help you with all their strength."

"Are they masters?" Feizhan asked.

"Compared with their martial arts, their identities may be more important. They are the four slaves of the sword fairy Yushengmo. They had sneaked into Tianqi City as early as the last time Ye Dingzhi robbed the marriage, but they were captured by Lang Ya. The king's forces stopped them, and they have been waiting for opportunities in Tianqi City since then. What you are going to do is exactly what they are going to do. The four of them are not weak in martial arts, but they are not very strong, but the important thing is their Identity. They brought Yi Wenjun to Ye Dingzhi's side, which is very different from your identity that brought Yi Wenjun to Ye Dingzhi." Chief Supervisor Zhuoqing said in a deep voice.

After pondering for a while, Feizhan put away the note on the table: "Feizhan understands. But after returning to Tianwaitian, Wuxiangshi will definitely ask a question, Feizhan might as well ask now."

"You ask."

"Why is the supervisor like this?"

"Because I want chaos in the world." Supervisor Zhuoqing stretched out his palm and clenched it lightly. "Some things can only be obtained in chaos."

Feizhan bowed his head and saluted: "Send off to the supervisor."

"We'll see each other soon." Supervisor Zhuoqing turned and walked out. He walked out of the pawn shop and opened the curtain of the carriage.

Wu Tian was wiping his sweat vigorously, but couldn't hide his smile: "How is the chat with the chief supervisor?"

"We had a very pleasant conversation." Chief Supervisor Zhuoqing sat in the carriage and laughed loudly.

The carriage moved slowly, and headed towards the palace gate again.

In the pawn shop, Feizhan opened the note in front of him, with four words written on it.

Pingle Music Square.

As night fell, other places in Tianqi City slowly quieted down, but in the music hall, the lanterns had just been lit, the girls had just picked up the red handkerchiefs in their hands, and the sounds of pipa, zither, and flute had just started, and the story here began. just started.

The man with the long sword on his back was walking in the music hall, his expression was indifferent, his shoulders drooped, he turned a blind eye to those Yingying and Yanyan who were calling him, and he just looked coldly at those red clothes dancing under the warm red candlelight After a quick glance, he walked all the way to the end of the long street, and then stopped at the door of the Jialefang. He turned around, raised his head, looked at the words "Pingle Lefang" and stepped in.

The inside is the same as any other music hall, full of strings and bamboos, the dancers are peerless in their dances, and the young master Meiji is toasting to each other. The whole hall is warm and filled with an indescribable fragrance.The man is an unfamiliar face, but no one cares about him. After all, this is the most famous Lefang District in Tianqi City. Many princes from aristocratic families have come to Tianqi just to experience the real prosperity of the prosperous age.But the man's gaze passed through those stunning dancers. He passed through the crowd and walked to a luthier in the corner.

The luthier is a middle-aged man, dressed in white, with a refined face. Although he sensed someone approaching him, he still didn't raise his head, and lowered his head to caress the qin seriously.

"Mr. Qin." The man with the long sword on his back said in a low voice.

The luthier still didn't look up, swept the strings with his hands lightly, and said in a low voice: "My lord has admitted the wrong person."

"There's nothing wrong, Mr. Qin, I've come here specially to find you." The man said.

"Young master comes to the music workshop, why don't you look for a woman, why do you want me a man?" The luthier smiled slightly, his left hand was still playing the piano, but his right hand had already quietly reached under the piano.

There was a sound of "rubbing".

A sword stuck in the luthier's hand.

The man raised his head, his eyes were drooping, and he looked very listless.

The words are also listless.

"I didn't come to kill you. I know that you are the slaves of the sword fairy Yu Shengmo, and now you are loyal to Ye Dingzhi. I think we can make a deal."

The luthier withdrew his hand, and the man's sword returned to its sheath.

In Pingle Music Square, the sound of qin, drum, flute and flute is still heard endlessly, and the dancers in red dance gracefully after all.

It's just that no one noticed that there was a missing luthier in the band.

Outside the music hall, a man with a long sword on his back walked side by side with the luthier. The luthier was always watching the dejected man beside him, hoping to find a flaw, and finally break through, but the man's skeleton was broken The appearance of the body, but looking carefully, the body is like an impregnable city, without any flaws.

"Where does the son come from?"

"Outside the sky."

"Why do you want to help you, son?"

"I'm not here to help you, but to help Ye Dingzhi."

"Why?"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"How can you help us, sir?"

"Break into King Jingyu's mansion and rob the side concubine Yi Wenjun."

"Young Master, are you sure about this?"

"Since we are here, there is absolutely no reason to lose."

Walking out of a hut three miles away from the band, the middle-aged luthier opened the door, and his three companions sat in it, looking unfriendly at the young man in front of him.

"I know you don't trust me. After all, we have never met before. But I know you have no choice." The man raised his head slightly, "If you don't come with me, the captain of Tianqi City will come soon to here."

(End of this chapter)