Crown Jewels

Chapter 204

The sun in the racecourse is dazzling, but it cannot illuminate the claustrophobic darkness of the corridor.

Gu Baozhu's back was pressed against the wall, and the coldness of the wall made her back feel chilly through the well-fitting skirt.

The darkness in front of him seemed to be strangling his neck, with a suffocating force, Gu Baozhu subconsciously breathed lightly, and at the same time clasped his white hands against the wall, forcing himself to breathe lightly, and at the same time, put his ear against the wall, trying to listen carefully Sounds from outside.

In the old days when Huyan Uwe threatened Gu Baozhu with the account books, Gu Baozhu thought of the secret passage of "Prince Gong" in the mansion. After searching in the study but failed, he simply decided to take a risk and squatted in the secret passage behind the wall. Listen to the news from outside.

As the footsteps of boots stomping on the ground came closer and closer, Gu Baozhu quickly covered her mouth and nose with her right hand, telling her instinctively that the "Prince Gong" in the study was getting closer and closer to the bookshelf, and her voice was intermittent, more and more Visibly tormented.

The secret passage is connected to the cave, and it is obviously dark and damp, but the skirt on the woman's chest is already wet and sticky. In the dark passage, only the wall connected to the bookshelf reveals a bunch of bright spots of light. There are countless dust flying.

"Squeak-"

The familiar sound of the vase turning could be heard, and Gu Baozhu's back was slightly stiff and he thought inwardly that he was unlucky, his eyes fixed on the dagger worn at his waist, and his white hands clenched it, with the strength in his wrists as if he could hold the knife and dagger in an instant.

At this moment, a strange boy came from outside, but Gu Baozhu's figure silently relaxed, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down the outside of his cheeks and flowed into his fair neck, wetting his clothes again.

"master--"

The sound outside the door made the cold wrench suddenly tap on the underside of the porcelain vase, making a crisp sound.

Prince Gong withdrew his right hand, and coughed reflexively with his right fist on his lips, and instantly recovered his sickly pale color, even the steps he took were a little vain, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

The subordinate entered the study room, not daring to look around, and hurriedly reported when he knelt down.

"Reporting to the lord, according to the lord's instructions, the young one reached a deal with the Sun family of the Song Dynasty. For the sake of the son in her stomach, she agreed to use the medicine powder we sent. The medicine is colorless and tasteless before it works. It's very abnormal, but once the effect sprouts, it can make the hands and feet weak and sleepy, and there is no clue!"

The knuckles moved the fingers regularly again, and Prince Gong lowered his eyes to cover the shadows in his eyes.

"If this king remembers correctly, it will be the grand birthday of the empress Gu Jun in a few days, and I will definitely invite the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to hold a banquet at the Taiji Palace again then?"

The subordinate in black froze for a moment, did not follow Prince Gong's brain circuit, but nodded cautiously and waited for the next sentence.

"In that case—"

Prince Gong's right hand lightly clasped the finger-tapping hand and paused slightly. The subordinate in black heard a crisp sound in his ears. He raised his eyes tremblingly, and saw Prince Gong who was originally gentle and sick. The haze made him tremble slightly.

"The civil and military holidays of the Manchu Dynasty, there is more fuel on the fire over there. Since it is in the way, don't think about military promotion to become an official. And on the day of the grand birthday, you wait to send someone to invite his family members to the palace ,Not to say--"

The man in fine clothes had a sickly face, but the words in his mouth were sinister and vicious, inhumane.

"If the younger sister and grandmother can ignore it, I really want to believe that he is innocent—"

The gentle voice, with the emptiness of coughing, spread into the corridor behind the bookshelf, causing echoes in the dark passage, but made Gu Baozhu forget the severe cold around him.

"What powder? Sun's? It involves martial arts, so is it possible to destroy someone's future?"

Gu Baozhu's red lips parted slightly and quickly blocked her mouth and nose again. The round and bright beam of light made her pupils shrink suddenly, and she tried her best to control the trembling of her voice, as if she could control her breathing.

Birthday?Aunt's birthday party in three days?

Did 'Prince Gong' really notice something?He even wanted to use private soldiers to arrest Song Yan's relatives while all the officials were resting, and force him to tell the truth about the coffin!

Her whole body seemed to lose strength, Gu Baozhu didn't care about the coldness of the wall, she held onto the wall firmly with her back, letting the darkness seep into her bone marrow, her brain seemed to be in chaos, for a long while, she stared at the round light spot penetrating through the wall, her eyes sharpened Get up, with all your strength, climb the wall with your left and right hands, and forget even the fear of darkness and occlusion at this moment.

There is only one thought in my mind, move lightly, breathe slowly, go to where no one can find me, leave here quickly, follow the secret passage leading to the outskirts of Daxingshan Temple connected by the corridor, and leave here quickly.

Time passed by, Gu Baozhu only felt that as her hands rubbed against the wall, it seemed that small marks were scratched by the sharp wall. The darkness in front of her eyes was still there, and she had no chance to look at it, knowing that she would never hear "Prince Gong" from the other side of the corridor. With a cold and gentle voice, she reached for her purse with both hands, and took out a fire pocket in a panic. The sound in the darkness made Gu Baozhu shrink back, and finally there was light in front of her eyes...

The midday sun was warm and peaceful, and Gu Baozhu's eyes fell on the green and scattered weeds. The vibrant color made her arms around her chest tremble, and finally drove out the cold in her body, and completely adapted to the light in front of her. But suddenly, before he recovered, he suddenly realized something, dropped the torch in his hand, and ran down the mountain of Daxingshan Temple.

The sound of ruts rolled among the official roads, driving all the way to the Military Academy of the Ministry of War.

The autumn sky was high and airy, Gu Baozhu looked at the increasingly dimmer sunlight, the car curtain she was holding was slightly wrinkled, leaving mottled and messy wrinkles.Emotions are very contagious. Seeing this, the groom outside raised his whip again, and the galloping horse on the official road also seemed a little manic.

The horse galloping around the racecourse for several laps breathed heavily, and was sent to the stable by the servants of the martial field.

The sound of beating the gong sounded again, and the martial arts examinees around felt their heartstrings vibrate slightly.His eyes were a little dull as he watched the rice paper in front of him being neatly put away by the yamen servants, as if he had just been completely stripped from his state.

The crisp gong sounded again, and Song Yan closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.Actively following the yamen servants towards the southeast direction of the third martial arts competition, there was another crackling sound of knuckles as the knuckles of his right knuckles were moving, eliminating the stiffness when holding the pen just now, and his eyes were firmly locked on the wooden frame The hard bow placed above.

Hard bows are divided into hunting bows, war bows and knife bows.Three items are optional, limited to three times, and each time is full.

Song Yan's goal was very clear, and he directly signaled to the Yamen servant that what he wanted to choose was the war bow that was often used on the battlefield. The power of the war bow was divided into eight powers, ten powers and twelve powers.

The yamen servant raised his eyebrows, seeing that the young man came up, he was stunned and chose the most powerful twelve-strength war bow, but after a closer look, he found that Song Yan was actually the young man who was criticized by the military officer for the first time in the racecourse archery, and he hurriedly Put away the strange look on his face, without further delay, he accurately took off the twelve powers and handed it to Song Yan, and nodded secretly at him while his eyes met.

Song Yan luckily took over, with his legs shoulder-width apart, stabilizing the lower body, firmly holding the bow arm of the war bow with his left hand, holding the bow string with his right hand, and then briefly tested the bow string with his right arm. After the bow string was reset, his arm Suddenly exert force to pull the bowstring outward.

The military exploits of twelve strengths have already reached [-] kilograms, which is not difficult for Song Yan who often practiced lifting three hundred catties of stone loads. Sure enough, the military exploits were drawn twice, and the bows were all full. The records of the officials saw this. Full of admiration and envy, secretly thinking that the hero of today is indeed a boy.

(End of this chapter)