Beyond the Divine States

In the dark attic, holding a copper pestle more than a foot long and full of inscriptions, song walked quickly through the dark corridor of the palace.

Because when he took the pestle, the emperor held back the crowd, so now the noise outside will come here for a while.

Because he did not have the blood of the emperor, the pestle had burned the palm red and swollen, but the song side still held it tightly, and his face was calm and almost indifferent.

He remembered that the emperor had just looked at himself in shock and panic, and couldn't help laughing.

"After being a monarch for more than ten years, I learned some superficial imperial mental skills, but I didn't make any progress."

The corner of his mouth coldly reminded him that everything was going smoothly, but he saved some unnecessary blood.

He walked towards the rear of the palace, following the route that had been calculated countless times.

After walking dozens of steps, he took out a ring from his robe, on which hung four keys, which could open the lock on the way to the rear hall door.

This morning, in the name of welcoming the immortal, he quietly took these keys from the dark guard in the outer city.

At that time, he looked at the keys which had been re engraved, and realized that this matter had been secretly planned for a long time.

It's just that the young emperor never knew.

As long as there is no one to stop him, the next road will be unimpeded for him.

It was not until he passed the first door that the sound of chaos finally came from behind.

"Song side! Since you have no royal blood, it is harmful and useless to seize this pestle. Don't be mad! "

"Your Majesty is kind. There is still room to turn back at this moment."

There was a deep voice behind him. The speaker was still a long way away from himself, but his internal skill was deep and spread to his ears.

Song side, not moved, walked through the secluded Pavilion, opened a door, and tied it with his backhand.

Although many of those masters are the secret guards of the Imperial Palace, they are not as familiar with the structure of the palace as he is. Many secret doors and secret passages in the palace are exquisitely designed. I'm afraid even the emperor is not clear about them.

After the gate, the sound of chasing came from afar.

Song side walked quickly through the corridor. At the end of the corridor was a house. He opened the door of the house, then quickly and accurately counted the order of the floors, cocked up a certain floor with the tip of the fire pestle, and walked into the secret passage.

At the moment, the emperor was sitting in the rain, and several palace maids gathered around him, lifted him up from the ground and carefully helped him into the palace.

The Dragon Robe was drenched by the rain, the emperor was pale and muttered to himself.

As for song side, he has always trusted him. Why should he oppose himself? Is it just because I asked him to pull the pestle once?

It's impossible to say

Holding his forehead, the emperor felt that his head was aching all the time. He stumbled up, pushed aside the maid of honor, and cried out, "come on, catch song side, I will judge him personally!"

The palace maid said in a continuous voice: "report back to your majesty, the master of forbidden guards has gone to arrest. The anti thief has no martial arts, so he should be arrested soon."

The master who looked after the emperor also said, "is song's side the illegitimate son of a prince? How else can you drive that thing without the blood of the emperor? "

The emperor was stunned, then shook his head and said: "no... no, song side, song side is impossible, he must be obedient to someone..."

"Who could it be..."

The emperor held his head, looking miserable: "those experts usually say that one is more powerful than the other? Now, how come they are all beer bags and rice bags, and a song side can't catch them for such a long time? "

The emperor gasped for breath. The pain of being betrayed oppressed his heart. His eyes were red and he was very angry: "waste... You can't catch it. I'll catch it myself!"

With hoarse voice, the young emperor straightened up and walked out of the palace.

The maid of honor wanted to stop, but a minister who heard the news pressed his hand and motioned them not to move.

The emperor went to the Palace door again. He turned around. Those who had looked at him either bowed their heads or looked away. The whole palace seemed to be filled with sighs.

The emperor finally sobered up a bit, he sneered, sleeves fluttering, said: "you... Will not betray me?"

The minister sighed: "I just hope your majesty can calm down. Now that the imperial city is in internal and external troubles, we must not be in a mess. Although the song side took the fire pestle, it is absolutely not far away. Your majesty should not be so alarmed."

The emperor looked at him and said angrily, "if the pestle falls into the hands of others... If the pestle falls into the hands of one of my younger brothers or uncles... Alas, they should have been killed."

The guard replied, "today the guard is very strict. There is absolutely no one else near the palace."

The emperor said with a sneer, "what's the song side doing? Is he a fool? "

No one in the palace answered.

The emperor looked at the heavy rain outside. The light from the thunder struck his face and made him white. In the thunder, the emperor's voice was too weak to be heard.

"Do you know what that rosefinch burning pestle means? Do you know... What's under the imperial city? If I'm in a hurry, I'll let that thing out. When the time comes, my country will be prosperous and my Zhao... Will die with Nanzhou! "

The second half of his words resounded clearly in the palace as the thunder died away.

All of a sudden, he found that everyone was looking at him. Even the maid in waiting raised her head timidly.

He realized that he had said something wrong.

Even the king of a country should not say that.

He wanted to say something to make up for his dignity, but at that moment, there was a flash in his mind.

"Old monster... The imperial palace is heavily guarded..." he suddenly yelled: "who said it was heavily guarded? There, there are no guards there! "

"Your Majesty said..."

"There is a well behind the main hall!" The emperor clenched his fist and said, "is there anyone there to defend?"

The others were more puzzled. "Does your majesty mean the well on zhenghuang road?"

"That's it!" The emperor cut the railway.

The minister was dumbfounded and said, "the well is in the middle of the road. There are so many people passing by every day. What's so strange about it?"

The emperor regained his composure. He vomited a foul breath and said in a deep voice, "what do you know? Somebody! Follow me to capture song

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The back door of the palace opened, and the two guards who stood with their halberds nervously assumed a posture against the enemy, then withdrew and respectfully said, "Mr. Song."

Before the chaos spread to this side, they didn't know that song side was the culprit who dug three feet in the palace.

Song side nodded and walked forward.

One of the guards looked at him and frowned: "where is master song going? Why do you come out of here? "

Song side casually answered: "Your Majesty has told you something. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Mr. Song, do you need an umbrella?"

Song waved his hand: "no, keep on guarding the post. Don't talk too much."

The bodyguard hushed, but the other noticed his hand and whispered, "look... What's in Mr. Song's hand?"

The man lowered his voice, "it should be the treasure of the palace..."

"No, the door hasn't been opened for many years. The commander told us that only your majesty can open it with the most expensive utensils in the palace. How can Mr. Song..."

"Should there be no change?" The other's face immediately changed.

Song side turned a deaf ear to their whispered conversation. In a few words, he walked far away until he stopped at the ancient well in the middle of the road.

In order to prevent the palace maids from falling, the well head is very high and surrounded by a jade fence. Because it is very close to the Changxiang hall, the concubines of the palace often come to carry water and have been at peace for decades.

This well looks so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

He knelt down beside the well. The rain soaked his knees. He offered the bronze pestle in his hands.

The two bodyguards finally realized that they were not right. Just as they were going to the side of Song Dynasty to see what he was doing, the sound of the horse's hooves on the side of the palace sounded like rain.

Song side raised his head, eyes over the vast autumn rain, looking at the team of people, slightly surprised.

The first emperor was dressed in a dragon robe. When he saw song's side, he clapped his hands and got off his horse. He glared at Song's side: "good, you are here as expected!"

"Your Majesty is very wise indeed." Some people agree.

The emperor said sternly: "don't talk nonsense, take him down for me quickly!"

The men and horses who followed soon gathered around.

The emperor looked at him with a sneer and said, "song, who do you obey? Oh, let me guess. Although Zhao Shiqiu is highly skilled in martial arts, he is far away from mincheng. Although Zhao an is intelligent, I always send people to watch him. It is reported that Zhao Shisong is my uncle. He has treated me very well since he was a child, and he has promised to be a rich prince... I am more and more curious. Who are you waiting for? "

Song side looked at him, smile: "Your Majesty can guess minister here, it seems not stupid."

The emperor frowned and said, "kill him and take back the rosefinch fire pestle. I'll wait for the person you want to wait for."

No one started.

The emperor turned to look at them, puzzled and angry: "how? Do you want to fight back? "

"Ah, Zhao fu..."

Autumn rain such as beans, dada hit the earth, aroused a noisy sound.

A voice suddenly thought of it, very clear and shallow, but at that moment the emperor felt that he could not hear the rain. He turned around and saw the edge of the ancient well. I don't know when a beautiful girl in a black skirt was sitting. She was looking at herself, gently shaking her skirt, revealing a small white leg. Between her fine eyes, she had a soft smile.

"Zhao Fu, when I was very young, I said you were a fool. Now it seems that what I said at that time really hurt you. For so many years, you still like to be smart. Compared with your two younger brothers, what other abilities do you have besides being born earlier? "

The girl said calmly, with no big waves in her voice. She didn't question or scold. She just had a chat.

When the emperor looked at her, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he was called stupid by a little girl who was ten years younger than himself. He always told himself that although the younger sister was known as the daughter of the son of God, she was still young and ignorant. How could she take it seriously? Until this moment, he found that for so many years, he had been taking it seriously. He always wanted to prove that he was no worse than his father and the two younger brothers. He looked at the girl in front of him, still puzzled: "Zhao Xiang'er... Aren't you in the National Palace? How... "He suddenly thought of the legend of the well and scolded himself stupid. Over the years, he has always been suspicious of the secrets that his father told him when he was dying. Now I think, those should not be the nonsense that his father was going to die. Zhao Xiang'er winked at him, as if to say that there is no place I can't go to in the palace? Song side raised his head, looking at the little girl in front of him, said with a bitter smile: "Your Highness, I have a lot of trouble with this." Zhao xianger snorted coldly: "more than 20 days ago, you didn't save my mother. Now what's the matter with you kneeling a little longer?" Song sighed: "yes, your highness." The emperor still did not understand, "when was song's side loyal to you? Were you all acting before? " Song side way: "Your Majesty, you are wrong, so many years, I have never betrayed the empress, previously you surround kill Qianyu palace, I also just have no strength, now your highness comes back, since be loyal to your highness." The emperor said, "I sent someone to stare at you, but the wizard sent you to stare at you, but I still couldn't. this matter is so thorough. When did you start plotting?" Song side replied: "a few days ago, the young general's house, his highness once came. When she left, she straightened my clothes for me in full view of the public." At that time, she put a note under her lap. When you say nothing at all. Zhao xianger looked at the downcast emperor drenched by the heavy rain and asked with a smile, "is there any problem?" The emperor looked at her and said, "you don't know that only the blood of the emperor can drive this pestle. Are you really the illegitimate daughter of your father?"“ "The emperor's blood..." Zhao Xiang'er blinked. After all, she took the Zhuque fire pestle from Song's side, held it in the palm of her hand, looked at the tip of the fire pestle, and said, "do you know what the emperor's blood is?" The emperor was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao xianger would ask. He said, "the blood of the emperor is naturally the blood inherited from the founding of the Zhao royal family." Zhao Xiang'er shakes his head gently and cuts his palm with the tip of the fire pestle. The blood flows out and drops on the copper pestle. After the smooth surface of the pestle, the blood actually penetrates into it. Then, the copper pestle lights up, and each inscription shows scarlet light, as if it was a mini hollow copper stove, in which the charcoal fire was ignited by her blood. The emperor was stunned: "how is this possible? Who are you? " Zhao xianger looked at the pestle in her hand and laughed with satisfaction. She looked at the emperor and said calmly, "the blood of the emperor is the blood of the Zhao family that the immortal rewarded you. I am the daughter of the immortal. Of course, the blood of the emperor is my blood." This speech, the presence of people are shocked speechless, only song side kowtow down, he finally eliminated the last doubt in the heart, heart convinced. The emperor staggered back and pointed to her tremblingly: "are you... Empress really... We killed..." the emperor covered his heart and said incoherently. Zhao xianger came down holding the burning pestle. Behind her, she outlined a pair of flaming wings. The heavy rain all over the sky fell on her side, and all of them were steamed into white air. No more drop could fall on her“ The former Emperor had a plan to abolish you, but her heart was benevolent... "She walked by the emperor's side, gave him a quiet look, and sighed with indifference:" this state of Zhao was originally lent to you by your mother. Now that the state is in trouble, you can't do anything. I'll take it back for her. Zhao Fu, go to your Changxiang hall and have a rest. Don't bother me. " In the heavy rain, they passed by, and the emperor stood in the same place, his bright yellow robes in the wind and rain. Zhao xianger stopped, looked at the people still standing in the rain and asked, "what about you?" Almost everyone remembers the scene three years ago. At the moment, there is no setting sun, only heavy rain, and the girl's dress is not bloody. But people can't help but separate a road. Zhao xianger passed through the crowd and walked towards the palace“ Song side is willing to follow his Highness's side forever. " Song side shouts, his forehead knocks on the ground and worships heavily. That scene is like the frost wind blowing to kill a hundred grasses, people facing the girl's back, like reeds pouring down.