Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 53 Heavy rain
There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the rain was pouring.

The window is warm as spring, and there is a warm smile.

Concubine Chen didn't seem to realize there was anything wrong with her movements.

Emperor Zhou and Prince Xian, who have long been accustomed to her being like this, will naturally not be surprised.

And Zhao Chengfeng looked at the mirrored teacups on the table, arranged neatly, and even the mist coming out of the mouth of the cup rose symmetrically in four lines. Of course, he would think of the small town Bai Zhi once said.

There were a lot of kids in that pen.

He has learned various killing skills since he was a child.

Each of them has a teacher who is responsible for their first mission after leaving the small town.

Maybe not just for myself, but probably for many people.

In short, this is a particularly regular, symmetrical, and mirrored town.

Of course, just judging from Concubine Chen's habitual actions, it cannot be concluded that she has something to do with this town.

Because there is at least half a chance that these are just her personal quirks and nothing more.

Just like everyone has more or less personal hobbies and habits.

For example, Emperor Zhou loved to comment on memorials, and it was rumored that he would stay in the imperial study room for at least six hours every day. King Xian especially liked to cook soup, and would go to the court to wait for him after finishing it every day. Zhao Chengfeng did not like to drink soup, but especially Like pink.

These are all the same, but they appear in different forms. Concubine Chen may have symptoms that make her uncomfortable if something is not aligned.

but.
Zhao Chengfeng looked at Emperor Zhou in front of him and felt that Zhou Tian could not afford to take this risk.

Then he immediately remembered the background of important figures in Kyoto that Mei Niang and Zhong Gu always talked about when they were on the cloud ship.

Among them was Concubine Chen, who was born in the Jing sect of the three major sects.

So at this moment, a huge web was woven into his mind.

At this time, Concubine Chen said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please don't take it personally. I just have a little bit of mysophobia and the habit of keeping things in order."

As she said this, she looked at Emperor Zhou: "You've been talking for a long time and you're already thirsty. Why don't you drink some tea?"

Zhao Chengfeng immediately joined in, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked at Concubine Chen and praised: "Good tea."

……

Zhou Tian's modern history is the history of fighting against ancient sects from all over the world.

But even so, there are still three sects left here, and they took root and sprouted after localization, named Jing, Qing, Xuan, and

Behind Jingzong, Qingzong, and Xuanzong, there are naturally still figures of ancient sects. This is also the better result after Zhou Tian's confrontation with these behemoths.

After all, Zong not entering the court has become Zhou Tian's national policy.

But completely different from the Lixian Sect, although the disciples with formal status among the three major sects cannot enter the court as officials, this does not prevent them from extending their influence into the court through some other methods.

Over time, in fact, although the disciples of the three major sects no longer have official identities, there are still many people working for them in the court, and their power and strength cannot be underestimated.

There is no way around this, and this is the price Zhou Tian needs to pay for being able to breathe a sigh of relief in 60 years.

As for the people, the official disciples of the three major sects are called Taoist masters or shangxian. In the past, this title was somewhat respectful, but in recent years, it has become a mockery of their superiority.

The three major sects are indeed superior.

Even in Kyoto, the powerful figures under his sect, let alone ordinary people, are out of reach for the third and fourth grade officials in the court.

And these three sects also have a relationship of competition and checks and balances with each other.

Therefore, in the past, it was rare to see prominent figures from the three sects gathering together.

But recently, you can often see it in the post house where the Third Prince of Dahuang lives.

The same is true today.

Taking advantage of the heavy rain outside the window, four people from the three major sects who had some say were eating hot pot here.

The bottom of the pot mixed with chili peppers and peppercorns is filled with fragrance after being boiled. Pieces of evenly distributed beef and mutton are thrown into the boiling soup. They are blanched for only a moment before being taken out and eaten. On a rainy day, it makes you sweat profusely while eating. A kind of enjoyment of life.While these four people were devouring their food, there was another person who was also enjoying it in this luxurious hall.

The third prince from the wilderness was conferring with a girl with a strange look in her eyes, a pretty face, but wearing coarse clothes.

The scene was unsightly to watch. When she was having a good time, the third prince, who was lean and muscular, grabbed her neck and made the final impact.

Maybe because it took too long, when he was finally completely released, the woman under him was still half alive?
But it doesn't matter. This is what the third prince wants to do to an ordinary woman like Zhou Tian. This will let him, who is here to sign a sign of humiliating the country and ceding territory to pay compensation, to emotionally release his hatred for Zhou Tian.

As for the consequences of killing and harming them?
There are no consequences, because the four people eating hot pot outside this room will help him erase all traces.

As for why the people of the three major sects wanted to go to the pole like this, it was naturally because he had something that all three major sects wanted.

In short, he seemed to be numb and accustomed to the kind of thing before him, lifted up his pants, walked into the hall shirtless, and saw the four people at the table turning their heads.

There are two people from Jingzong, they are scholars and Confucian scholars, one person from Xuanzong is a martial artist in fine clothes, and the last person is from Qingzong, dressed like a shopkeeper.

"If the prince continues to abuse women like this, I won't look for you next time."

The shopkeeper obviously knew what was going on, but he didn't care much. He even took a bite of the mutton and chewed it very deliciously.

"Dali Temple and Shuntian Mansion are already investigating, please don't do this recently."

Wu Fu warned, and then added with a chuckle: "This chili is really spicy."

The scholars and Confucian scholars stood up at this time.

Both of them passed by the silent third prince and entered the inner room. They saw the dead girl who was wearing coarse linen clothes and was pulled into strips. There was still excrement on her body and her eyes were empty.

The Confucian scholar opened a huge iron box in the corner. The inside of the box was scorched black.

The scholar performed a spell, and the dead girl immediately floated in the air without moving, and finally floated into the box. Then he opened the inner window and returned to the door.

The Confucian scholar took out a piece of talisman and threw it into the box, then closed the lid. Within a moment, flames erupted, but the two of them had closed the door and returned to the hall.

Some irresolvable smells will float along the inner window lattice into the air of the beautiful forest in the rainstorm, and finally disappear in the sky above Kyoto.

When the box was opened again, it was naturally still completely charred.

No one knew that during the torrential rain, a young official had been lying on the eaves of the post house for a whole day and a night without moving.

Then, he smelled him, and his stomach turned.

But he still didn't move, holding his breath in the rain like an old tortoise lying on the rocks.

He waited until an hour later, when the third prince's carriage and the people from the three major sects left the post house, did he exhale.

So in an instant, countless cold sweats seemed to break out from every pore on his body, which had been soaked by the rain for a long time, and he shivered for a long time.

Then he took the sweat and the rain hanging on his body all the way to the bathhouse in Pingfang and returned to the world.

"Cui Zhi, where did you go on errands? You're wet like a dog."

The official named Cui Zhi reluctantly showed his white teeth: "Don't ask, I can't tell."

"Oh, I can't tell you what other big cases you can handle."

Cui Zhi was not ridiculed by the hostess. He waved his hand, entered the changing area, took off his official uniform, and then entered the bathing area.

First, he poured hot water all over himself, and then he sat down in the large pool.

Naturally, he was not the only one in the pool. There were a lot of grandfathers and young men from Pingfang, and they were chatting.

"Have you heard? The news just came that the Third Prince has taken a liking to the little princess and wants the Third Prince to snatch her away."

"Ah? Isn't the little princess miserable?"

"Fuck you, why don't you just marry Dahuang?"

"Hey, the little princess has a hard life. These people are not good people."

Cui Zhi ignored these gossips. The only thing on his mind now was the case. As for the Third Prince, he felt that this was someone he should never see in his life.

(End of this chapter)