Traitor

Chapter 217 The Not Simple Young Master Jian
When Jian Yan left, he left a sentence, "I will come to you again."

A light sentence, for some people, has a kind of unbearable weight.There are some things, there is no excuse to stop after taking the first step, even if it is wrong, you have to continue to be wrong.

After leaving the house, Jian Yan immediately went to the restaurant, where Mr. Chen had been waiting for a long time.These two people are now very close, and they are inseparable wherever they go.

"Where have you been?" Chen Yuntian poured wine for Jian Yan with a flick of his sleeve.

Jian Yan sat down, smiled lightly, "I went to see an old friend, but I didn't expect that person to be away, so I had to hurry over here."

"Go to see Zhao Wuyou?" Chen Yuntian asked with a smile.

When Zhao Wuyou was mentioned, the smile on the corners of Jian Yan's lips froze slightly, and he lowered his head and drank the wine in the glass, "She is already a first-rank official, how can she look up to someone like me who has no merit or name. If there was some friendship earlier, it would have been different since she married the princess and started a family. Now she is the county horse master!"

Chen Yuntian smiled and said, "Then you are still the son-in-law, and you are considered to be a relative of the emperor than Zhao Wuyou, and you are closer to the emperor." After speaking, Chen Yuntian glanced at the closed door, lowered his He raised his voice and said, "By the way, what do you think is going on with Jiaofangsi's case?"

Jian Yan sighed, "You didn't kill me anyway, so what does it matter to us? The director of Jiaofang has the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites has Zhao Wuyou. Zhao Wuyou's father is the current prime minister, one of the officials. The position of the head cannot be shaken by anyone. Now that she is married to the Princess, she has a relationship with Prince Qi You's mansion, so the power in the court can be said to be like a tiger with wings added."

Hearing this, Chen Yuntian sneered, "Human beings are greedy, how could they be willing to make wedding dresses with others? Even if it is a marriage between Prince Qiyou's residence and the prime minister's residence, it is still a business that depends on people's hearts."

While eating the dishes with her head down, Jian Yan's eyes darkened slightly.

After a pause, Chen Yuntian said again, "By the way, the emperor let my father enter the palace early this morning, it seems that there is a mobilization of troops."

"What do you mean by that?" Jian Yan frowned, "You mean, Daye is going to start a war against Huanglan? What does the emperor mean, to prepare to send troops?"

Chen Yuntian shook his head thoughtfully, "Not necessarily, if it is really necessary to send troops, it is impossible to be so cautious. When my father left, he did not dare to disturb anyone in the court. I guess there is something else. intention."

"What is the emperor trying to do?" Jian Yan was puzzled.

Chen Yuntian drank wine, "You said this battle, can it be fought?"

"Whether we fight or not is of no benefit to us. Instead of arguing about it, we might as well drink and enjoy ourselves in time." Jian Yan said with a smile, "We are literati, and what we should do is to recite poems and make love."

Chen Yuntian patted his chest, "Let me tell you, it is impossible to go to this Jiaofang Division, but I heard that the girls in the red building are also first-class, and some of them are from southern Xinjiang. Style, don't mention how coquettish it is."

Jian Yan held the cup in his hand, "You mean, barbarian?"

"Of course." Chen Yuntian's eyes lit up immediately when he mentioned those delicate beauties, "You don't know, those women are protruding-back-curling-, each one of them is a stunner. But I haven't gone yet, just It’s just what people say.”

Jian Yan frowned, "A barbarian from southern Xinjiang?"

"Don't be a savage, all the women in this world don't distinguish between regions. As long as a woman can please a man, that's her skill." Chen Yuntian laughed, "How about it, let's go to the Red Chamber tonight?"

Jian Yan smiled, "Of course I sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman."

"Death under the peony flower is also romantic, but brother Jian and the princess are so affectionate, does the princess not mind?" Chen Yuntian asked with a smile.

With a soft sigh, Jian Yan took a sip of wine, "Three wives and four concubines are a common thing, she should get used to it. Although she is a princess, she is still very clear about the customary husband as a guide to wives. Besides, she also understands in her heart that no matter whether she is If there is a concubine's room to enter, the position of her main room is stable."

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Chen Yuntian chuckled, "That's true."

Looking around, except for the prime minister who was adhering to the monogamy system, there is no concubine's room to fill in the house to continue the strings. Among the other official men, which one is not three wives and four concubines, and which one is not full of backyards?

Look at the emperor's harem, batch after batch of beautiful women have entered, after a while, it is estimated that they will feel that they are not fresh enough and have to be drafted.

"Then we can make a deal tonight, Brother Jian, don't miss the appointment." Chen Yuntian said with a smile.

Jian Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry."

The so-called southern border and northern border refer to the fact that after the fall of Tilan, several small countries around it began to split, and later they were divided into north and south.But the northern border is a barren land, which seems to be a forbidden land, and no one dares to step into this desert easily.

That's why when we talk about southern Xinjiang, it is actually a small country attached to Tilan in the past.It's just that Tilan's history is too short, before it can be remembered, it has been wiped out together with the king's city, so that the descendants rarely know the existence of Tilan Kingdom. Today, where is the specific site of Tilan? Where, no one knows.

Anyway, the Butterfly Gu is no longer in Tilan, and no one will remember that short-lived place.

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At the feet of the emperor, no matter what happens, extravagance and extravagance cannot be escaped, especially in the capital at night, it is even more peaceful with singing and dancing.Everyone forgot about the homicide case of the Jiaofang Division earlier, and also forgot the panic at Mrs. Zhong Zhongzhong's house during the day when Jin Yiwei copied the clock.

Kyoto at night, prosperous and prosperous.

Between pushing cups and changing cups, only wine, sex and wealth are remembered, who still remembers who they are.

Zhao Wuyou stood in the attic of the Jiaofang Division, and he could see through the window, only the red building across the street was crowded with people, the laughter was really ear-piercing.Not long ago, there was such a bustle and bustle in the Jiaofang Division.

What about now?
The Jiaofang Secretary had a murder case, and the emperor asked Jin Yiwei to thoroughly investigate the matter, so the Jiaofang Secretary could no longer open the door for business.

Su Xi walked slowly, followed by Hong Gu with a slightly pale complexion.Sighing softly, Su Xi glanced at Hong Gu, "You tell the young master yourself!"

Honggu knelt down to Zhao Wuyou with a plop, "Forgive me, my lord, I don't know why this servant suddenly became like this. Qu Yun was fine before dinner, but after only one meal, he turned into this appearance. Slave, slave—please punish me, Young Master."

"Kung fu for a meal?" Zhao Wuyou looked quietly at Hong Gu in front of him, "Hong Gu, you followed my mother earlier, I think you are careful, and the other side of Yun'an Temple doesn't need too many guards." Then, I handed over the Jiaofang Division to you. For so many years, there have been no omissions, but this time you made such a fatal mistake, what do you think I should do with you?"

"Young Master?" Hong Gu's body trembled slightly, not daring to argue.

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "If there is not a traitor in Jiaofang Division, then there is something wrong with Qu Yun himself."

Hong Gu raised her head and looked at Zhao Wuyou in amazement, "My lord means..."

While speaking, Wen Gu came from the outside with a dignified expression.

"How?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Wen Gu shook his head, "The laryngeal pearl is already dead, so it is impossible to speak out in this life. If I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid this life would not be saved."

"Then how is she now?" Su Xi hurriedly asked.

Wen Gu narrowed his eyes, "The situation is not very good, it is still a question of whether he can wake up."

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, and walked outside.

In the room, Qu Yun was lying upright on the bed with a pale complexion. If Wen Gu hadn't let her down, he would have seen Lord Yan by now.But she is unconscious now, which is not much different from death.

Looking at Qu Yun who was still breathing on the bed, looking back at the food on the table and the black blood on the ground, Zhao Wuyou felt a little irritable in his heart.Gently stroking the bone flute in her sleeve with her fingertips, she thought about what is the ultimate purpose of this matter?
Purely to teach the teacher a lesson?Do you want her to be difficult in front of the emperor?

After all, everyone knew that there was a prime minister's mansion above her, who would dare to break ground on the prime minister's mansion when they were full?It seems that no matter how you think about it, it is not in line with common sense.

With the sound of footsteps coming one after another, a figure quickly walked into the house.

Just as Wen Gu was about to go forward, he was held back by Su Xi, and the two immediately set their sights on Zhao Wuyou.

Standing there, Zhao Wuyou carefully put away the bone flute, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Master Zeng."

Isn't it Zeng Qian, the Commander of Jinyiwei, who came?

Although Zhao Wuyou is a minister of the Ministry of Rites, he is also a junior teacher of the prince and a first-rank official.That's why to Zhao Wuyou, Zeng Qian still had to salute, "Your Majesty heard that the witness is in trouble, so he came here in a hurry and disturbed Mr. Zhao, please forgive him, Mr. Zhao."

"Master Zeng is in charge of this matter, so naturally he has to fulfill his duties." Zhao Wuyou sat down slowly, "The witness is on the bed, Master Zeng can see for himself!"

She didn't explain too much, the news was obviously blocked, but how could it still spread?The reason is very simple, or the two aspects that Zhao Wuyou said, either there are spies or Qu Yun himself... And no matter which aspect, until the truth is found, Zhao Wuyou is the biggest suspect.

This Jiaofang Division has always been her territory, Zhao Wuyou.

On his own territory, he couldn't even look down on a witness, so what if it wasn't intentional?

Seeing Zeng Qian go to feel Qu Yun's breath, and then start to feel Qu Yun's pulse again, Wen Gu couldn't hold back, and said in extreme displeasure, "He's still alive, not dead!"

Zeng Qian was startled, and turned to look at Wen Gu, "Who are you?"

He recognized Su Xi, but he didn't recognize Wen Gu's face.

"Doctor!" Wen Gu said impatiently, "This man has been poisoned. Fortunately, he was discovered in time. He is still hanging on his breath. He will not die for the time being. Don't worry, my lord! If it was my young master who killed him, I don't have to save him." , isn’t it all over after death?”

Zeng Qian smiled coldly, "Maybe it's a trick of the thief to catch the thief!"

"What did you say?" Wen Gu had a bad temper.

Suxi sneered twice, "What Mr. Zeng said is true, maybe our son didn't think about it for a while, and accidentally killed Mr. Zhong in his own teaching workshop, and another Accidentally tossed the witness in front of Mr. Zeng until he was breathless. Mr. Zeng is really perceptive, and he must have said the same thing in front of the emperor, right?"

"Bastard, what are you, dare to talk to me like this! Mr. Zhao hasn't spoken yet, how can we get you slaves to talk!" Zeng Qian was furious.

"Since Mr. Zeng knows they are slaves, why are you still angry with them? Aren't you afraid of lowering your status?" Zhao Wuyou smiled gently, coughed twice and looked at Zeng Qian, who was livid, "Mr. Zeng, don't be impatient. This matter did happen to my Jiaofang Division, and I am the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites. It’s just that I’m curious, does Mr. Zeng have clairvoyant eyes and good ears?”

Zeng Qian frowned, "What does Master Zhao mean by that?"

"It's nothing interesting, I'm just curious. As soon as this incident happened, I have ordered people to block the entire Jiaofang Division." Zhao Wuyou smiled meaningfully, "Master Zeng can be the first When I heard the news in time, I guess there is some unknown talent, right?"

"Master Zhao, don't you hear that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. If you walk too much at night, you will meet ghosts." Zeng Qian's eyes darkened.

Zhao Wuyou nodded, "That's right, what I meet now is still a nasty ghost. Fortunately, I am a person who is not invaded by evil spirits, and my fate is too hard. If this evil spirit can't do anything to me, otherwise I will definitely make him fall into hell forever In hell, I will never turn over."

Zeng Qian took a deep breath, "Dare to ask Mr. Zhao, how do you deal with this matter now?"

"Is there a need to ask me?" Zhao Wuyou got up and walked out with a flick of his sleeves, "Master Zeng is a soldier in brocade clothes, so he should listen to the emperor, whether it is black or white, let the emperor decide!"

"Aren't you afraid that the emperor will blame you?" Zeng Qian said coldly.

Zhao Wuyou stood on the corridor, staring at the direction of the gate, pouted hard, "Did you see that? Outside this gate are people from Jinyiwei, and the slaves of the Jiaofang Division inside this gate, Jinyiwei have also checked one by one, and now they are out I'm afraid I'm not the only one responsible for this matter!"

Zeng Qian was startled, Zhao Wuyou had already stepped down the steps.

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Qian's hand lightly rested on the handle of the Xiuchun Knife, followed closely behind Zhao Wuyou, "Master Zhao, has it ever occurred to you that maybe this evil spirit is not a ghost, but yours?" enemy?"

I was horrified in my heart, but my face remained calm.

Zhao Wuyou suddenly realized one thing, the puzzle that had been puzzling for so long seemed to be solved suddenly.enemy?Now she only thinks about the joy and nostalgia for Mu Baili, but she never thought that others don't know about it.

In the eyes of everyone, she and him are irreconcilable enemies, deadly enemies!Therefore, if something happened to Jiaofang Secretary, in the eyes of everyone, the spearhead would fall on Dongchang immediately.

Taking a breath, Zhao Wuyou suddenly figured out that Jiaofangsi's murder case was not actually aimed at her, Zhao Wuyou, but aimed at Dongchang.This is called fighting cattle across the mountain, and it is also called a roundabout strategy.

"Master Zeng dare not say these words lightly. He is now nine thousand years old, holds the power of Dongchang, and his eyes and ears are all over the world." Zhao Wuyou frowned, "If it spreads to his ears, I'm afraid it will cause disaster. endless."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wuyou walked away slowly.

When he arrived at the door, looking at the dark night outside, Zhao Wuyou paused slightly.

Although the night was dark, the lights on the street were excellent.The dim light and the beautiful lanterns are swaying in the wind, and the voices of people are buzzing in the ears, making people's hearts restless.

Zeng Qian saluted, "The lower official will have someone strictly guard the Jiaofang Secretary, waiting for Miss Qu Yun to wake up. If there is anything wrong with Miss Qu Yun, the lower official will report it to the court immediately. If there is any disrespect at that time , I hope Master Zhao Haihan will be tolerant."

Zhao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, "Business is the best thing. I only hope that Mr. Zeng can put aside his past suspicions and share his worries for the emperor."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and Zeng Qian smiled coldly. After getting on his horse, he glanced thoughtfully at Zhao Wuyou, who was still standing at the gate of Jiaofangsi.There seemed to be other emotions mixed in this look.

But the night is easy to get lost in the eyes, and Zhao Wuyou couldn't see clearly.It is really puzzling to see Zeng Qian leading the people away, but not thoroughly investigating this, as if it was just for a formality.

"My lord?" Suxi called in a low voice, "It's getting late, let's go back to Shangshu Mansion earlier and rest!"

"Su Xi, I suddenly want to take a walk." She pursed her lips, "Come with me!"

Suxi thought for a while, frowned and glanced at Wen Gu, with herself and Wen Gu around, probably nothing would happen, so she followed Zhao Wuyou, and followed Zhao Wuyou all the way back to Shangshu Mansion.

Zhao Wuyou was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, and walked on the streets of the capital where people come and go.The ten-mile long street is brightly decorated with lanterns.Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, she always felt that there was a layer of skin behind them, so unreal.

In fact, when I think about it, I probably have been on the defensive for too long, so that when I saw those unfamiliar faces, my first reaction was like a hedgehog, erecting sharp thorns all over my body to block all possible dangers.

Jian Yan was standing in the accordion of the red building, half opened the window, and looked at the white dress Shengxue underneath.She walked very slowly, presumably because she was not in good health, and she looked a little ethereal.It's so thin, it seems that it will disappear when the wind blows.

Holding the cup in his hand, he looked at the people below indifferently.

Her face is always pale, and her expression is always indifferent.He was thinking, when on earth would she be able to explode once?Exploding for him, crying or laughing, what I want is that kind of blazing, but I still haven't got it.

His gaze was always on her, she lowered her head and coughed, she walked forward indifferently, she was happy with the concentric knot on the street, she sat at the table by the street, unexpectedly ordered a bowl of wonton.

Wen Gu carefully tested it for her, and only let her eat it when he was sure that it was non-toxic.

It was just a simple bowl of wontons, but it made her feel like a treasure.After all, in terms of her background, she rarely had access to this kind of civilian food.She rarely thinks about what she wants to eat, after all, she eats very little.

"It's such a nice smile." Jian Yan murmured softly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Behind him came Chen Yuntian's drunken voice, "What are you doing standing at the window alone?" He hiccupped, "I, I'm going to, I'm going to rest, you and Miss Ding Xiang have a good, good time... "

Jian Yan didn't look back, only heard footsteps going out.Guessing, Chen Yuntian is going to sleep - a woman, come to this red building, besides drinking and being a woman, what other good things can he do?

Gu Zi stood at the window, and the beautiful woman behind him stepped forward and pressed the extremely soft place on his back.Gentle as water, always makes people irresistible.Once you start to indulge, you can never go back to the original point.

"What are you looking at, young master?" Ding Xiang asked with a smile, a pair of bright eyes were shining with candlelight.

Jian Yan turned to look at her, her eyes were very similar to Zhao Wuyou's, but not like them.Because there has never been such a light in her eyes, with a flattering meaning, so gentle and intoxicating.

In Zhao Wuyou's eyes, there is always gentleness and indifference, a slight alienation, and will never let people get close easily.

The more this happened, the more he wanted to get closer, and finally he couldn't extricate himself.

Ding Xiang leaned over, "Master?"

Jian Yan stroked her brows and eyes with a smile, and stared at her intently, "You don't need to take other people's places in the future, understand?"

Ding Xiang was naturally flattered by these words, "Young Master, you mean..." He saluted immediately, "Thank you, Young Master."

Jian Yan took a deep breath, looked out the window thoughtfully, and finally raised his hand to close the window.In the gap, the white clothes Shengxue gradually disappeared from his sight.He felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but the window was still closed.

He stood in front of the window for a long time, so long that even Ding Xiang felt that Mr. Jian must have something on his mind.

Suddenly, Jian Yan frantically reopened the window, and the figure had disappeared wherever he looked.She left, in the blink of an eye, she left?He should have guessed that she ate less, and with her caution, it was impossible for her to stay in one place for too long.

"What the hell are you looking at, Young Master?" Ding Xiang watched the people coming and going outside the window, and really couldn't figure out what this Young Master Jian was looking at?It doesn't look like Mr. Jian has a problem, but why is it so puzzling when he does things?

"It's nothing, I just think the night is very beautiful tonight." After closing the window, Jian Yan looked back with such gentleness, "What does Miss Ding Xiang think?"

Ding Xiang smiled coquettishly, "What the young master said is very true."

The flickering red candles are always a spring night and a dream.

After eating a few mouthfuls of warm wontons, Zhao Wuyou walked slowly towards the Shangshu Mansion.She couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen the bustling night, but now it seemed that everything was fresh.

Wen Gu and Su Xi carefully guarded Zhao Wuyou's property, and the shadow guards followed.

Unexpectedly, when they reached the dark place, a person jumped out suddenly and directly dragged Zhao Wuyou into the deep alley.Wen Gu was about to go after him, but was stopped by Su Xi immediately, looked around and said in a low voice, "It's Lord Qiantui."

Wen Gu was taken aback, this kid...

Zhao Wuyou was unprepared, but was led into the deep alley with his mouth and nose tightly covered.She only woke up when her back touched the cold stone wall, and looked at the black figure in front of her with disgust.Su Xi and Wen Gu remained silent, but the familiar breath in his nostrils showed, who else could it be?
He let go of his hand a little bit, but she saw the time and took a bite.

The location is very accurate, it is still the mouth of a tiger.

He gasped, the sudden pain made him frown, "Dog?"

"Yeah, do you want to stew myself and send another pot to Dongchang?" She shook off his hand, tilted her head and squinted at him, "Dignified Daye is [-] years old, if you don't climb the wall, you can change half of it." Has Dao robbed people? Don’t be afraid to let people see it, and take you and me with one pot at that time.”

"Are you afraid?" he asked.

She sneered, "Afraid you will eat me?"

"I really want to eat, but my mother-in-law's daughter doesn't agree, so I have to endure it." He sighed softly, looked at her helplessly, put his hands on both sides of her cheeks, and surrounded her in a very small space, " I want to take you somewhere."

Zhao Wuyou looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Could it be that you want to take me back to Dongchang? I don't want to go to Chitose Mansion." There is his wife Chitose in Chitose Mansion, and she doesn't want to see Xue Lan again.

"Between you and me, it's only fair if you have to be one person at a time." He said meaningfully, bowed his head and lightly pecked her lips, "Come with me."

"Don't sell me out," she muttered.

He thought to himself that he really wanted to sell her.

She suddenly noticed that he was wearing a black robe tonight, and there seemed to be something wrong with the delicate patterns on this black robe.The black cloak outside wrapped him in it, and then he suddenly wrapped her in his arms, and flew into the air with him.

Mu Baili's footsteps are naturally the fastest, which means that Wen Gu can still catch up.

The black shadow is like the wind, as fast as lightning.

Zhao Wuyou nestled in his arms, wrapped in his black cloak.For a moment, she felt that this situation was a bit like elopement.His arms were extremely warm, and hearing his extremely steady heartbeat, I was willing in my heart.

Suddenly, there was no movement around, Zhao Wuyou was stunned.

arrive?

Wen Gu gasped and landed outside the butterfly garden, staring at the plaque on the top.

Lu Guoan stood guard outside the butterfly garden early, and quickly stopped Wen Gu, "This is not the place you should come."

"What's in here?" Wen Gu was naturally worried about Zhao Wuyou, but standing outside, he couldn't see what was going on inside the door at all.This towering wall separates the inside and the outside, making it impossible for people to peek into it.

Lu Guoan smiled, "No matter what's inside, it has nothing to do with you. Lord Qiantui is inside, so Mr. Zhao will be fine, so you should mind your own business and eat more."

"You!" Wen Gu gnashed his teeth.

However, Lu Guoan's words are still correct: with Mu Baili around, Zhao Wuyou should be fine.

Even if something happened, there was nothing he could do. Wen Gu was not Mu Baili's opponent, even if he risked his life, it would be useless.

"A word of advice, get out of here quickly. If someone from the Shangshu Mansion appears near here, it is conceivable that you will be the only ones who will bring danger to Mr. Zhao." Lu Guoan reminded with a cold face.

Wen Gu took a deep breath, since he was in Mu Baili's hands, things would be much easier.If anything happens then, let's see if he settles accounts with Dongchang and Mu Baili!
Seeing Wen Gu disappear into the night, Lu Guoan breathed a sigh of relief.Look around, retreat into the butterfly garden, and close the gate of the butterfly garden.

In the dim eyesight, Zhao Wuyou couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly. It wasn't until Mu Baili lit the candle that she saw her position clearly through the light of the firefly.

It turned out to be a passageway, surrounded by darkness and a little gloomy.

This reminded Zhao Wuyou of Wang Shaojun's mother's underground palace, which seemed to be so claustrophobic and dark.She has a kind of fear and resistance from the bottom of her heart towards these claustrophobic places, so her face at this moment is extremely ugly.

Warm palms wrapped her icy and cold catkins, Mu Baili certainly knew her worries, the only thing he could do now was to give her enough sense of security, so that she would have the courage to walk down with him.

"Where is this?" she asked.

He smiled and looked at her meaningfully, "I have fulfilled you, and you should also fulfill me."

(End of this chapter)