Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 723 Secret palace medicine storage, the handle

"Who?"

The young man's anger was still there, but the old man walked away: "You will know when you go."

Shilipu is the only inn within a few miles around. Late at night, the lamp is turned on to make tea, the stove is gurgling and steaming, the waiter looks at the fire with a fan, and the shopkeeper rests on the table.

The young man stepped over the threshold and sat down at a seat by the window at random, "Little Er, have a pot of wine."

"What would you like to drink, sir?"

Xiao Er hurriedly got up and asked with a smile, the young man said, "I want the best wine here."

"Okay, do you need to prepare some snacks?"

"Just wine."

"Understood, my little one, just sit down, sir, and I'll be here in a moment."

Xiaoer lifted the curtain and went to the back. The shopkeeper didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the movement, but turned his head and continued to snore.

There were few customers in the middle of the night, and he was the only one sitting in the whole hall.

The young man looked out at the dark forest outside through the window, thoughtful, when the waiter came to drink and looked at him, he knew he was quiet. After serving him, he retreated to the tea stove.

The inn was not bustling with one more guest.

On the contrary, there was a kind of repressed indifference, Xiao Lao only asked him to come, without specifying the specific time, so the young man waited patiently, drinking three glasses of wine.

The horse's hooves smashed through the secluded forest, and the wheels rolled over the gravel and sawdust, breaking through the wind, and stopped firmly on the open space outside.

The young man's eyes turned sharp, here he comes!
He didn't look sideways, sat and drank quietly, after a while, a burst of extremely light footsteps came from far to near, coming from the dark night, the clothes were luxurious, and the clouds and smoke were soft.

A jade paper fan gently shakes to send incense.

The end is unparalleled in style, graceful and luxurious. Behind him is a black-clothed guard walking with a sword. The two masters and servants, one is gentle and smiling, the other is cold and stern. Their temperaments are worlds apart.

The young man put down his wine cup and looked up at him: "Except for the heavy snow on your body, who in the world should wear white clothes, Mr. Lu, you have long admired your name."

It was Lu Heng and Lu Lanyou who came.

He walked to the empty seat on the opposite side, lifted his robe and sat down, with a gentle smile: "I don't know what to call you?"

"Zhen Yu."

After finishing speaking, Zhen Yu lightly shook the wine cup and asked, "Drink?"

Lu Lanyou waved her fan lightly, brought a little scent of wine, sniffed lightly and said with a smile: "There is no good wine in the countryside. If there is a chance in the future, I will be the host. Please brother Zhen have a good wine from the palace cellar."

The implication is that he will not drink this wine.

Zhen Yu understood, and drank the wine in one gulp, acting casually, "I didn't expect that the noble family of the Lu family, Jane in the heart of the emperor, would also cooperate with Haiyan Qinghe, what are you planning?"

"Brother Zhen is a good question."

Lu Lanyou propped her chin comfortably, waving the folding fan lightly, playing with taste: "There are too many things to pursue for profit and power."

"is it?"

Zhen Yu seemed to have heard something interesting, the corners of her lips curled slightly, as if she had no intention of asking: "Then what is Brother Lu coming here tonight?"

"Brother Zhen, don't ask me what agreement I have reached with Mr. Xiao?"

Lu Lanyou smiled deeply.

"I'm not interested in your affairs, and I'm just entrusted here with a message. If you want to know, I'll ask him."

Zhen Yu's attitude was lukewarm, and he drank his wine in a self-contained manner, as if he had really completed a task.

Lu Heng sized him up for a while, then laughed and said: "Earlier, I heard Mr. Xiao mention that his young master is a wild crane, a carefree master. Only after meeting Brother Zhen will he know what he said is true."

"People from the rivers and lakes should enjoy themselves in the rivers and lakes, and drink wine as a song. He made himself too tired."

Zhen Yu didn't take his jokes seriously.

When Lu Heng heard this, a dark look flashed across his eyes, and he turned his head and glanced at the waiter and shopkeeper next to him.

"Excessive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Wudu walked over contentedly, knocked out the two of them one by one, and then carried them to the backyard.

There were only two people sitting across the table in the huge inn.

"Brother Lu, what does this mean?"

Zhen Yu pretended to be puzzled, but Lu Heng didn't answer him. He lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Brother Zhen also said that people in the Jianghu should be free and unrestrained, but you... really belong to the Jianghu?"

The teasing and mocking laughter exploded in Zhen Yu's ears like a thunderbolt.

His eyes were slightly cold, "What do you mean by Mr. Lu's words?"

"Zhen Yu... Haiyan Qinghe, heh!"

Lu Heng snorted lightly: "Maybe I shouldn't call you Brother Zhen, but Brother Jing. It's been so many years, and the people in this country have almost forgotten this surname. It's really a pity."

As soon as the surname 'Jing' came out, the wine cup in Zhen Yu's hand cracked two fine marks.

Spread like a spider web.

His face was cold, "Brother Lu was joking, Jing is the surname of the former emperor, and the country has changed hands. Who dares to mention it again, and it has nothing to do with me as a reckless Jianghu."

Such a reaction was expected.

Lu Heng's tone was calm: "The epidemic in Shengjing in the seventh year of Qianding and the disease in Hwaseong this time all came from a poison called 'Blood Baby Flower'. Jiangdan and other poisonous insects and weeds are condensed with the flesh and blood of a kind of dry mouse."

He didn't seem to notice Zhen Yu's serious face at all, and continued as if no one else was there: "The original purpose of refining the blood baby flower was to fight against the enemy, and it was the idea of ​​Lord Jing Lan, the last emperor of the former dynasty. Gather poison masters from all over the world to create secret palaces and develop various poisons."

"It's just that before his ambition can be displayed, the crusade army from all over the world has already approached the city. When the city was broken, Lord Jinglan set himself on fire in Qiantian Palace, and the royal shadow guards were ordered by him to burn down the secret palace medicine store."

"When all the troops find this place, everything will be burned."

It was rare for Lu Heng to speak so patiently. After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhen Yu and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you would still keep it."

"Couldn't it have been re-developed by someone later? After all, you said that you missed one thing. All the medicinal records studied in the secret palace were written into a "Poison King Sutra". It was lost at that time."

Zhen Yu's expression didn't change.

The person on the opposite side put away the fan with a smile, shook his head and pointed a finger, "Impossible."

"Even if you have the heart, you can't match the same thing, because the most critical medicine of the blood baby flower was turned into ashes with the fire that year."

"Then how did you know about the blood baby flower?"

Zhen Yu's eyes were indifferent, almost murderous, his identity was Haiyan Qinghe's biggest secret, and he actually saw through it...

Everyone's life is hanging on the tip of the knife because of this omission.

"It's simple."

Lu Heng smiled, "The Poison King's Sutra is in my hands."

After he got the exact news of the epidemic in Hwaseong, he spread the news to the old monster. After deliberation and verification, he finally found the loophole.

A group of remnants of the former dynasty conspired against the world.

It was so interesting.

"Why is the Poison King Sutra in your hands?"

Zhen Yu looked at him with more and more inscrutable eyes. Afterwards, the shadow guards searched for this thing generation after generation, year after year, after going round and round, they finally returned to Shengjing.

Lu Heng smiled and said: "It's not important. What's important is that I have no ill intentions towards you. After all, our business must continue."

(End of this chapter)