Legend of Fei Chapter 164: Black Cloud

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Mu Xiaoqiao’s voice is like a handful of grass seeds that are rooting everywhere. Overnight, it seems that the screaming bones are being sung everywhere. The situation is fermenting too fast, and it is too late to stop temporarily. , The imperial army became faint for a while, and when he heard someone singing, he arrested people on the spot.

But even if it’s a celebrity actor, you can’t catch it for nothing. Jinling has always been elegant. Literati pokers, high-ranking officials, etc. often have the old fashion of making friends with celebrities and prostitutes. As soon as the guard showed up, it immediately aroused After the uproar/wave, because Zhao Yuan has been tough in recent years, no one dared to question it publicly, but the discussion in private was rampant.

Zhao Yuan was furious that night. He was annoyed by this group of people who did not know what to cover up. He beat the guard commander to 30 times. The next day, he showed up in the court and never mentioned the arrest of the forbidden army. He was only very sincere. Exudingly recalled his 20-odd years of national humiliation and family feud, and finally said lightly, still remembering the shame of the year. Since the twelfth lunar month, drum music has been banned in the palace.

The spirits of the crowd naturally heard the sound of the strings, and they went home after the next to inform each other. The night of Jinling, which was singing every night, suddenly became silent, and the eve of the ancestor worship ceremony revealed a strange tranquility.

It was another gloomy cold sky. Zhou Fei went around in Jinling City, but couldn't find Mrs. Nishang and others, and slipped into the palace again in the evening. She anticipated that Xie Yun might not be able to go out of the palace, so she went to see him. She wanted to ask what was going on in The Legend of the White Bones, but found that Xie Yun was uncharacteristically and stopped early, leaving her only a note. , Said that she was going to accompany Zhao Yuan to finish the play of "Li Chu", and then she would be able to go out of the palace freely and take her to play, and told her to go back first.

Zhou Fei squeezed his note and burned it under the palace lantern. She sat on the high upturned palace roof for a while, never seeing the moonlight. The corner of her eyes suddenly jumped twice for no reason, and she leaped forward. Jumping into the night, several ups and downs disappeared.

And Xie Yun, who was "getting off early" suddenly opened his eyes in Qianzhong's bed net.

With a little light, he saw that he had a lot of large and small wounds on his body for no reason. Starting from the tips of his fingers, it had spread to his shoulders and chest, and a faint smell of blood lingered around his body, as if it was clear. This lingering maximum limit is approaching.

When this situation first appeared, Zhao Yuan was furious, and the doctors were so scared that they almost hanged themselves collectively, but there was nothing they could do, so they had to deal with the increasing blood holes in his body according to the trauma of the sword.

Xie Yun turned over cautiously, looked up to the bed net, lazily thinking that Zhao Yuan might not be able to sleep after hearing the "Legend of the Bone", he was pitiful enough. The ancestor is only, on the one hand worried about the conspiracy of the "Bone Bone" that suddenly appeared, and on the other hand, I have to worry that the "Li Chu" drama he carefully prepared does not start, and the "Chu Jun" himself will first split into a broken kite.

Hey, worry a lot.

This night, on the corner of the wet Jinling Street, a corner of a small restaurant that was not yet closed was still lit.

There was a man dressed as a wealthy businessman. He was wide-hearted and fat. One person occupied the space of two people. He was slowly picking up side dishes with a glass of light wine, very leisurely.

The shop young man yawned continuously to add wine to him. Suddenly, two middle-aged men came upstairs down the wooden stairs of the restaurant, and they looked like they were dressed like the guards of this wealthy young businessman. One of them was tall and thin, with a few knife-like wrinkles on his face. At first glance, he was unremarkable, but Xiaoer Dian awakened when he met his eyes, his hands trembled, and the wine was poured down. On the table.

The very wealthy businessman saw this and waved his hand and said, "Go on, you don't have to come here without instructions."

The shop Xiaoer heard this, and ran away without saying a word if he received an amnesty.

The "rich businessman" said: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Tong, please sit down."

It turns out that this is Cao Ning and his party.

Tong Kaiyang squinted his eyes and glanced at the direction of the shop's escaping, and said: "Boy who walks the foot, the martial arts is not very good, but people feel very good."

"Just be intimidated by Mr. Shen's breath, don't worry about it," Cao Ning said, "Now Jinling City is full of fish and dragons. There are all kinds of people. Let's hide in the city, not beating people-how?"

"The singers are gone." Tong Kaiyang poured two glasses of wine, first respectfully put a glass in front of Shen Tianshu, but Shen Tianshu didn't give him face, and took the glass and poured the wine directly from the open window , I added a glass of white water.

Fortunately, Tong Kaiyang has known him for many years. He knew the urinary **** of Shen's surname and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and said, "Big brother, this is the realm of'going to sculpture in Qingshui' and'returning to nature'."

Shen Tianshu ignored his flattery, and only said: "Zhao Yuan's child will declare his short-lived nephew as the crown prince at the ancestor worship ceremony tomorrow. Didn’t you say that the little boy has been so young for many years? , Why haven't he died yet? Lian Zhen is indeed a waste to die."

Cao Ning said: "Zhao Yuan only dared to establish him as the crown prince after his nephew was sick and crooked. It happened to be the crown prince today, and the crown prince would die tomorrow. He followed by crying pretensely, and he was regarded as'return The government was unsuccessful, and in the future he will become a well-known emperor."

Tong Kaiyang said strangely: "Then Zhao Mingyun is just the prince's orphan, and he is not the true prince who has been canonized by the Zhao family. As an elder, Zhao Yuan took over Yuxi at an expedient time and became the emperor. What's wrong with his name? "

Cao Ning said: "If it wasn't for Zhao Yuan to keep the word'return to politics' on his lips all day long, and to cover his ears and steal the bells to do the ceremony of'sacrifice to the ancestors and make the reserve', no one had said that he would Orthodox. Let me say that Zhao Yuan is a person in the world, but for some reason, he always cares too much when mentioning something, and even loses his sense of measure... Maybe there is really something you and me here. I don’t know the tricky. I see that the'Xie brother' who has been wearing a pseudonym for many years is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I probably don't want to let go of the world early, otherwise, why bother to make a "Bone Biography" on this section of bones? Hey, Southern Zhao Zhao Home is really imaginative."

Shen Tianshu drank cold water indifferently next to him, Tong Kaiyang said again: "These two uncles and nephews are also interesting. They both hate each other to die quickly, but they have to get together to play a harmonious reserve. It is impossible for the future. If the prince is not dead, does Zhao Yuan really want to pass the throne to him?"

Shen Tianshu coldly snorted: "What do you do with these useless things, I just want to know, if I really take the head of Zhao Yuan's child, wouldn't it be cheaper and sick?"

"Cheap him?" Cao Ning said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, I've been'missing' for so long, and the military power in my hand has been cheapened by my emperor brother. What happened?"

Tong Kaiyang hurriedly said: "I would like to hear the details."

"The old and new parties in the South have been fighting between the old and new parties from the past to the present, and the king has lost it to them. Now the east wind has only passed the west wind. Zhou Cun knew that his foundation was unstable, and he never wanted to represent the new party and set himself free. If you charge at the front **** position, it will be even more difficult to whip on the front line. If Zhao Yuan is a little surprised, your Highness..."

Cao Ning shook his head and said with a smile: "If he really had the courage to set off a **** storm in Jinling and forcibly suppress everyone, how could his uncle be counted to such a degree back then? The emperor would have already changed himself. Right now. For Zhao Yuan, it’s not as good as being silent, but for us, it’s the opposite. The more muddy the water, the easier it is to fish. My manpower is still in the army, and it’s only a matter of summoning a letter or two. Enough mess, we may not be able to come back."

How clever Tong Kaiyang is, he can naturally hear that "we" does not refer to the Northern Dynasty, but Cao Ning himself.

The story goes like this: the Northern Emperor was incompetent and hated his brothers, leading to the defeat of the frontline warriors, and he had better die under the iron hooves of the Southerners’ rejuvenation. On the contrary, the king of Duan, who had been trapped among the people after being framed, went slanting forward. With two masters, he made a move from the bottom of the tank and completely mixed up the waters between the north and the south. As long as he dealt with it properly, he could make a comeback.

At that time, no one will remember that he was born by a low-handed prostitute, and no one will remember Cao Zhongkun's eccentricity to the east coast.

Tong Kaiyang whispered: "There is no need to ask your Highness for a favor."

Cao Ning smiled softly: "How come you won two..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Tianshu became impatient and listened. He drank the cold water and interrupted Cao Ning hardly: "I see the old master seal, and I am obedient to you. As it should be, I just listened to you to send this one. Back, in the future, we will owe nothing to each other and don’t have to give me any credit."

After speaking, he stood up to leave on his own.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps that could be heard loudly from the sheep-gut-like street below the restaurant.

For some reason, Shen Tianshu followed the sound of the footsteps and glanced back, and saw a young woman slowly walking over with a paper lantern on the side of the bluestone slab glowing with water. She was slender and beautiful. There is no difference between the Jiangnan women on the street, wearing the popular gentle long skirts. She lowered her head and walked not fast, and went straight to the back door of a shop that was engaged in rouge and gouache business. The family waiting for the door probably heard the footsteps, and opened the door early to wait for her. She taught the girl who returned late a few words. The girl was silent. Without making a sound, the lantern was hung at the door, and then with a "squeak", the family members stretched out their hands heavily and closed the door.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that Shen Tianshu was so unclear that he withdrew his gaze, wondering why he stared at a little girl who didn't know whether she was handsome or ugly.

Then he didn't care about the faces of Cao Ning and Tong Kaiyang, turned around and left on his own.

Shen Tianshu didn't see it. As soon as he left the window, the closed door opened again.

Zhou Fei looked around the door sewn out very vigilantly.

The person next to the secret pile asked in a soft language that was assimilated by the locals: "Why, someone?"

Zhou Fei hesitated and shook her head. She was frightened for no reason. Today, she went to the palace to find Xie Yun and didn't bring the knife. Otherwise, she would pull it out because of uncertainty.

When I was wondering, the manager of Jinling's secret pile came over quickly and whispered: "A Fei, why did you come back? Someone is looking for you and brought this thing. Do you recognize it?"

While speaking, he stuffed a package to her. Zhou Fei looked down and saw that the contents of the package were exactly the Caixia soft armor that she had taken off to Wu Chuchu and the others in the gated area of ​​Qi.

Zhou Fei: "What about people? What's the matter?"

"Waiting for you in front, hurry up and hurry, it seems that there is something important, hurry up!"

Soon, it's not just Zhao Yuan who can't sleep.

However, no matter how the mortal moves, the sun still rises as usual.

In the early morning of the next day, and only four more days later, Jinling became busy.

It's still dark, Xie Yun closed his eyes and rested, while letting people play and freshen up.

Suddenly, the maid who combed his hair said "Ah" and knelt down with a "puff": "Slave maid **** it!"

Xie Yun knew what was going on without even looking. He stretched out his hand and touched the back of his neck, and he felt a blood stain, presumably a good skin and flesh suddenly cracked, frightening the little girl, and he gave it lightly. Waved his hand and said: "No problem, let's comb it, it won't bleed for a while, find something to cover it for me."

Zhao Yuan just crossed the threshold with one foot, and his footsteps came to a halt.

Zhao Yuan knows that Xie Yun is "Thousand Years Worry", and he suspected that "The White Bone" was made by this person, but in that case, why did he dare to sign it like this?

What's more, his current situation is that the entire Taiyuan Hospital is at a loss. The words "fate soon" is written from head to toe. Can he have any plans?

Xie Yun, if nothing happened, saluted him and said, "Your Majesty, you can enshrine the prince today, and if the prince dies tomorrow, will people say that this place is too expensive and his life is not strong enough to hold it down? No one would dare to be your prince."

He even stopped calling "Uncle Emperor" back then.

Zhao Yuan's expression changed a few times, and suddenly he said, "Ming Yun, what do you wish for me?"

Xie Yun answered the wrong question: "What is Liang Chennian's wish?"

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time and said: "Liang Qing hopes that the world will be peaceful and the north and south will be unified. Someone can inherit the legacy of him and the first emperor. Don't shrink back because of the tragic end of the year."

Xie Yun nodded after hearing this: "It seems that your majesty has done it."

Zhao Yuan's expression is still very tight.

"I do have a wish." Xie Yun waved away the servants who were surrounding him, and respectfully bent over towards Zhao Yuan.

"I hope that your Majesty will have a beginning and an end, not forgetting his original intention, and don’t let Mr. Liang’s help for many years; I also hope that all my relatives, friends, and those I miss will be safe and live for a long time; as for the “weather” or “sea water” 'Alright, they have been kept by someone who is appropriate."

The last sentence is particularly terrible.

Xie Yun paused, and then smiled: "If you make a mistake, you will be wrong. It's not impossible. The emperor has a body of purple light, so why bother about the small bones?"

Zhao Yuan was speechless.

"May your Majesty be forever." Xie Yun raised his head and smiled at him, "The hour is coming soon, Uncle Emperor, let's go."