I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

After Penglai Shanhuiye heard Bayi Yonglin's last words, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't even dare to imagine such a broken and desperate scene.

Although she has always admired the calm attitude of the old mountain man in the face of danger, and knows that the mountain man is very strong, she has no idea how strong it is.

Perhaps, the strength of my father can already compete with Yue Ye Jianzun, but with the addition of a group of sages of the moon, what chance will there be of winning?

Penglaishan Huiye didn't want to gamble, because once he lost the bet, not only would he be in eternal despair when he came back, but even sister Feiju and his father would also suffer misfortune.

Putting his most cherished family members in danger, using their lives to gamble his future, Penglai Shanhuiye can't do it anyway.

"Sure enough, I, Penglai Shanhuiye, am a woman who brings misfortune."

The girl muttered to herself in a self-deprecating manner, and her eyes showed fleeting loneliness, because she would not give up trying to fight because of this.

"Don't worry, Teacher Yonglin. Although I'm still a little confused, I already have a hazy plan in my heart."

"It is true that the concubine's strength alone may not be enough, but she can use the strength of other people to achieve her own goals."

Bayi Yonglin noticed the change in what Penglai Shan Huiye said, which meant that the girl in front of her had taken an absolutely serious attitude, and these remarks also aroused her interest.

Horai Shan Kaguya looked out of the window again, as if looking across the walls of Fujiwara Mansion to see the entire Heian-kyo, his tone was cold without any emotion.

"For example, relying on those humans and monsters who are still coveting the concubine's body!!"

"Is that so? It is indeed a means to use oneself as bait to manipulate and use those people with ulterior motives."

Bayi Yonglin watched the change of Penglai Shan Huiye's complexion, her pair of azure blue eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool, she didn't know what was planning in her heart.

"Do as you want, Your Royal Highness. I have been out for so long, and it is time for me to go back."

"Wait a minute, Yonglin. I have one more thing to ask of you. Could you please treat someone?"

"Oh? Who?"

"The wife of the owner of this mansion, Mrs. Fujiwara."

For Penglai Shanhuiye's request, Yayi Yonglin will naturally not refuse, and from the narration just now, I have heard that the Fujiwara family has taken care of Penglai Shanhuiye for a while.

To reciprocate, Baiyi Yonglin is also willing to use this method to repay those who have favored Her Highness the Princess.

Mrs. Fujiwara's disease was tuberculosis, which was undoubtedly terminally ill at that time, but in Yayi Eirin's view, it was not difficult to treat.

"That, Yonglin. This medicine..."

After Penglai Shanhuiye received the potion prepared by Baiyi Yonglin, he asked anxiously:

"Does that medicine have any side effects? If there is anything that needs attention, I can remind you when the time comes."

Bayi Yonglin thought about her prescription, and said with some uncertainty:

"There shouldn't be too severe side effects, but it seems that it will cause the patient to have a high fever for a while, and the rest will be fine."

"Really? Then I'm relieved."

Penglai Shanhuiye patted his chest, his nervous expression slowed down, looking at the potion in his hand, he couldn't help feeling happy for Fujiwara Meihong and Fujiwara Bubi.

Bayi Yonglin saw the smiling face of Penglai Shan Huiye. She was so happy from the bottom of her heart that she had never seen it on the other party's face. It seemed that this worrying disciple of hers had finally made friends. Some dependable friends and partners too.

"Your Highness, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Penglai Shanhuiye looked at Bayi Yonglin when she heard the sound, she couldn't help but took two steps forward and hugged him in her arms, feeling the familiar temperature of him.

"Mr. Yonglin, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely introduce my father to you. I believe you will be able to chat!"

Hearing what Penglai Shanhuiye whispered in her ear, Bayi Yonglin hugged Penglaishan Huiye with her backhand and patted the girl's back, responding:

"There will be a chance. I really want to see what kind of person Kaguya can care about so much."

Yayi Yonglin, left.

After Penglai Shanhuiye gave her the last disciple ceremony farewell, Baiyi Yonglin seemed to leave without any worries.

Leaping out of the city wall of Heian-kyo, Yayi Yonglin returned to the hillside where Toyohime Mianzuki had sent down, and took out a jade medicine bottle from her waist.

"It's impossible for Her Royal Highness alone to complete such a huge and complicated plan. It seems that during this period of time, I have to sneak out of the Moon Capital under the pretext of retreating to help secretly."

While talking to herself, Bayi Yonglin opened the stopper of the medicine bottle, raised her neck and drank the medicine inside without any hesitation.

And Toyohime Mianzuki, who was far away in the sage's house in the moon capital, also activated her ability according to the time agreement, and the passage connecting the moon and the ground slowly appeared in front of Yayi Yonglin.

She smashed and destroyed the medicine bottle she had drunk, and then walked into the space channel with a normal expression.

But the jade pieces scattered on the ground shimmered under the light of the moon, and the word "Penglai" could still be vaguely seen on them.

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Bamboo forest under the moon.

The old man of the mountain, who usually has already entered a state of meditation to rest, is standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back today, looking up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

In countless poems, the moon is always associated with 'homesickness' or 'loneliness', but this is obviously not the case for the man on the mountain.

As a person who obeys the guidance of the evening bell, the old man of the mountain can sometimes foresee the coming bell, and he has his own destiny in the dark.

Although he didn't know why he had such a whim, the old man of the mountain didn't care about the reason, but just waited silently for the time when the evening bell came.

In the silent bamboo forest, the old man on the mountain murmured calmly:

"Is that place full of filthy places where people who have escaped destiny gather? The evening bell has not sounded, and it seems that it is not yet time to die."

Four days later, with the help of Yayi Yonglin's medicine, Mrs. Fujiwara has initially recovered her health.

Mrs. Fujiwara, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was weak and could only lie on the bed and recuperate slowly. However, such good news filled the whole Fujiwara mansion with a cheerful and relaxed atmosphere.

However, Mount Kaguya, who fed the medicine to Mrs. Fujiwara regularly every night, hid his merit and fame deeply, and did not tell anyone what he did, so Feiju silently saw everything in his eyes.

Fujiwara Meihong, who had been depressed all the time, also showed a smile again, regained her former vivacity, and was full of vitality no matter what she did.

Naturally, the happiest person was Fujiwara. This man, who was in bedside and took care of his wife every night when his wife was seriously ill, had already become famous in the entire capital of Ping An.

People were moved by the affection between Fujiwara and his wife, and praised Fujiwara for his unparalleled infatuation and dedication. There are also countless Huaichun girls making such a wish, hoping that in the future they can also meet such a wishful husband who values ​​love and righteousness.

For a time, Fujiwara's unparalleled reputation among the people rose sharply, and many well-known sayings such as "If you want to marry, marry Fujiwara Rō" spread.

Hida Rei wanted to use this to make fun of Fujiwara Bubiwai, but the smart Fujiwara Bubiwai didn't bother at all, which made Hida Rei feel bored.

Life seems to be back on track again, and everything is moving in a good direction.

After letting go of the long-term burden in his heart, Fujiwara devotes most of his experience to government affairs, but he also takes some time to spend with his family every day.

Or sit by the bed and chat with your wife about family issues, or personally check the children's homework and studies, combining work and rest.

But such a warm and beautiful life only lasted for five short days, and an edict from the palace to summon Fujiwara broke the short-lived peace.

Mount Penglai Kaguya naturally also heard about this matter, hiding in the dark and watching Fujiwara Bubi wait to board the carriage and head for the palace. If things really develop as she expected, then the first step in resisting the Lunar City plan is nothing It is a matter of course.

In the side hall of the imperial palace, Emperor Wenmu seemed to be sitting on the dragon chair in a stable manner, looking at the memorial in his hand, but from time to time, the face of Mount Horai Kaguya appeared in his heart, which made him unable to concentrate at all.

"Hey!"

Annoyed, Emperor Wenmu closed the memorial and patted it on the table, leaning on the chair and staring at the roof, recalling the demeanor of that day when Horai Shanhui took off his veil.

Ever since he saw the true face of Mount Horai Kaguya some time ago, Emperor Wenwu, who used to be quite happy to work on the bed, never favored any concubine again.

He even doesn't think about tea or food, and his body is getting thinner and thinner, which makes the servants and courtiers around him worried, and they often write letters to express their condolences.

The imperial physician was also called in to consult Emperor Wenmu, but in the end he could only prescribe some nourishing prescriptions for nourishing the body.

"Your Majesty, this is a heart disease. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Ordinary medicines won't do much."

In fact, Emperor Wenmu knew that he was suffering from lovesickness even if he didn't need to be diagnosed by the imperial physician.

Throughout the country, some commoners fantasize about marrying Suzuki Take, and among the nobles, there are many princes who want to steal the beauty's heart, and even Emperor Wenmu also has such thoughts.

When he was free recently, he still liked to write poems with the theme of "Bamboo", just because Suzuki Bamboo's name has the word "Bamboo" in it.

Naturally, Emperor Wenmu also knew about all kinds of news from the outside world. He also secretly ordered people to go to the Fujiwara mansion to try to find out the news or investigate Kaguya's preferences, but none of them came back.

Presumably, they should all have been beheaded by the so-called big monster Shikigami during the execution of the mission.

Seeing that such a long time has passed, and things have not made any progress, Emperor Wenmu can't wait any longer.

Although Penglaishan Kaguya has been staying in Fujiwara's mansion all the time, so that other people who have thoughts have also made no progress, and can only wander around outside the mansion every day, but there is no guarantee that things will not change later.

Just as Emperor Wenmu was thinking, Fujiwara Bubi waited, led by the servants in the palace, to the side hall, and saluted Emperor Wenmu.

"Mr. Fujiwara is here, sit down and talk."

"Sir, obey the order."

Fujiwara Bubi waited to look up at Emperor Wenmu, and he couldn't help but be surprised. He was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with His Majesty's attitude today.

Although Emperor Wenmu had always been tolerant to him as a courtier with the merits of a dragon, it was the first time that he smiled so brightly like today.

Seeing that the emperor was so polite to him, Fujiwara became vigilant without waiting for the moment, and quickly glanced around the hall, and then looked at the items displayed on the table of Emperor Wenmu.

Seeing that Fujiwara Bubi waited to sit down, Emperor Wenmu first asked about Mrs. Fujiwara's recent situation, then absently chatted about recent government affairs, and finally turned the topic to Horai Shan Kaguya.

"Mr. Fujiwara, I wonder how old Ms. Suzuki Take is? Have you ever been married?"

Fujiwara, who hadn't figured out Emperor Wenmu's intentions before, didn't come back to it until now after carefully handling the conversation, but he didn't know how to answer it.

"Your Majesty, Miss Suzuki is only temporarily living in Weichen's house, and has never had any contact with outsiders."

"Weichen thinks that 'male college should be married and female college should be married' is indeed a common sense in the world, but his father, Senior Suzuki Satoru, has not asked about it, and all of this must first depend on Ms. Suzuki Zhu's own wishes. "

After being reminded by Fujiwara Bubiwai, Emperor Wenmu immediately gave up his plan to call Horai Shan Kaguya into the palace with just one imperial decree, because he could not offend the mysterious Suzuki Satoru.

"Mr. Fujiwara, what you said makes sense. Then please ask Ms. Suzuki Take what you mean. I will just wait for the good news."

Under the staring eyes of Emperor Wenmu, Fujiwara reluctantly accepted this job that was destined to be unfavorable.

Fujiwara, who walked out of the palace, sighed with a tired look on his face, once again realizing what it means to be with a king like a tiger.

"Hey, how could Ms. Suzuki Zhu have the idea of ​​getting married? Otherwise, she would have chosen from the young talents in this city long ago."

"And Master Suzuki Satoru must also love this girl very much. I have seen the cat demon who is always by my side as a guard."

And when Fujiwara couldn't wait to worry about how to get through this difficult time, Horai Shankaguya was staying in the study of Hita Rei, casually flipping through the "Kojiki" edited by Rei.

"Sister Ah Li, did you write everything in this book after you collected and confirmed the historical materials? How complicated and boring the work is."

Penglai Shanhuiye watched it with great interest, but she also knew that reading and writing were completely different things. She was so bored that she was about to fall asleep just by watching the other party's work.

Yitian Ali, who was writing on the table with a brush in his hand, stopped and looked up at Penglai Shanhuiye who was standing by the bookshelf.

"Azhu, do you have a dream? The kind of dream you really want to realize, especially the dream you want to realize with your own hands."

"Dream? You can say yes. For example, I want to be free and live with my father."

Penglaishan Huiye immediately remembered the crisis she was facing, and getting rid of the constraints of the Moon Capital was her greatest wish at present.

"Freedom? Azhu, your dream is too broad and not specific at all."

"As for the latter one, how can it be considered a dream? When you return to the bamboo forest in a few days, won't you be able to stay by Lord Suzuki Satoru again? Be a good and filial daughter."

As Rei Hieda spoke, his eyes swept across the room full of books, smelling the faint scent of ink in the air, he showed a cheerful smile from the heart, and narrated his dream.

"Azhu, my dream now is to finish writing "The Chronicle of Ancient Matters."

Hida Ari picked up the manuscript on the table and shook it, then raised his second finger, thinking:

"And my second dream is to write a book that records the most comprehensive knowledge of youkai, so that people can learn more about youkai. But it seems a bit difficult to follow the current progress, hehe~"

Chapter 125 The Feast of the Black Hands Behind the Scenes

Fujiwara House, in the study.

Fujiwara, who had returned from the imperial palace, had already prepared tea at this time, and knelt down in front of the low table and waited quietly. He had just ordered someone to invite Penglai Shanhuiye to come and talk.

"How should I speak later? Suzuki Zhu and I are really not familiar with each other. It would be impolite to ask rashly, and even make the other party feel disgusted and disgusted."

Fujiwara Bubiwai, who was forced by Emperor Wenmu to be a matchmaker, felt very hesitant, because he couldn't afford to be blamed for the people on both sides.

Fujiwara Bubiwai felt like the mouse that got into the bellows, caught in the air at both ends, in a dilemma.

But the strong psychological quality cultivated in the officialdom for many years still made Fujiwara Bubiwai get rid of the state of complaining, and began to think and weigh the serious business.

After all, just complaining can't solve the problem, the right way is to find a solution step by step in a down-to-earth manner.

After thinking about it, Fujiwara Bubiwai, whose IQ has always been online, still did not disappoint this time, and made the most correct choice based on analysis and comparison.

"Compared to offending the old mountain man, I think it would be better to offend His Majesty the Emperor."

Fujiwara Bubi waited to go through all the memories of getting along with the above two in his mind, his pale red eyes were out of focus, and seemed to be immersed in serious thinking.

"His Majesty still needs my continued assistance. The position of the Right Minister and Dai Nayan cannot be changed with a single word. Besides, the fellows from other political factions are not stable recently, and the incident of Suzuki Bamboo has caused turmoil in the whole country. What a troubled time!"