Monarch of Evernight: Old events of Eighty-one Day

bsp;Zhao Jundu took out a square towel and slowly wiped the tea on his hands. When he raised his head again, his face had become very calm, only his eyes were unclear, "I will handle this matter, don't tell my father and brothers yet. ."

Uncle Wang nodded, but sighed in his heart.

That old incident had many twists and turns, leaving an extremely strange ending. No one knows what exactly happened until now. Although Zhao Jundu had remembered everything back then, how many rumors could a child hear? But just looking at him today, he immediately thought of it with just a few words. It was obvious that he had never forgotten the past, and maybe he had even checked it quietly.

"It's just the princess's side..." Uncle Wang hesitated.

Zhao Jundu's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "Because of him, my mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to Xixi, and she has not recovered yet. Besides, my mother had no involvement in what happened back then. In this matter, Uncle Wang, you should be better than me. It’s clearer. Then why bother bothering your mother with irrelevant things?”

Uncle Wang's heart trembled slightly, and finally he nodded heavily and said: "Fourth Young Master, don't worry, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

Undoubtedly, Uncle Wang was loyal to Princess Gaoyi. Since he had come to find him, he had no intention of disturbing the princess.

Zhao Jundu said no more and just asked: "What does that person look like? Since he was seriously injured and unconscious, you should be able to get his personal belongings. As long as there are directly related objects, I will have a way to determine His whereabouts."

"The lady didn't allow me to get close. However, the man did have something with the lady."

Uncle Wang came prepared. He took out a portrait and a short knife and placed them in front of Zhao Jundu. The painting technique was simple but quite expressive. Qianye's face was outlined in just a few strokes. And that short knife was clearly the shining light tooth that Zhao Ruoxi had not returned.

Wang Bodao: "Fourth Young Master, this dagger belongs to the young lady's collection. I only took it 'temporarily' and need to return it later."

Zhao Jundu said: "It doesn't matter. After Xixi goes to visit her mother, it is said that she will transfer to Beiyue Prince's Mansion for a few days. She will not come back for more than ten days. I will not borrow this short knife for more than five days. ."

"That's it, I'm relieved, old slave." Uncle Wang stood up to say goodbye. When he was about to reach the door, he stopped, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Fourth Young Master, there is one more thing, I don't know whether to talk about it or not."

Uncle Wang was preoccupied, but he didn't notice that Zhao Jundu's hand holding the drawing paper actually shook.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jundu's voice was calm.

"From my perspective, the young lady seems to have feelings for that person..."

Zhao Jundu suddenly stood up with a look of shock on his face, "Seriously?"

"If this old slave is still old-sighted, it should be... like this."

Zhao Jundu took a deep breath, regained his composure, and said, "Okay, I understand."

After the study door was closed, Zhao Jundu looked at the portrait for a while, then went to the table and pulled out the gray file bag, which also contained a portrait. The painting styles of the two pictures are completely different, but the faces of the people in the pictures are very similar.

Zhao Jundu kneaded the two pieces of paper into a ball and watched them being slowly ground into a pile of fine ash in his palms, and finally fell from his fingers. He stood for a long time, picked up the shining tooth and walked out of the study.

The outer courtyard has carriages prepared for travel all year round. The main palace alone is the size of a small city. If you want to go to the outer palace, you must have a means of transportation. Zhao Jundu's face was as heavy as water. He opened the door and got in the car. He said "Go to the Elder's House", then closed his eyes and said nothing.

The driver had been accompanying Zhao Jundu for a long time. Seeing that his expression was extremely bad at this time, he did not dare to say a single word. He took off the vehicle smoothly as quickly as possible and drove towards the elders' courtyard in the south wing.

The silver carriage went straight into the Presbyterian Courtyard and stopped in front of an independent courtyard on the east side.

Zhao Jundu got off the carriage, waved his hand to stop the boy who wanted to report at the door, and walked directly into the courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, but the layout of flowers and plants is very exquisite. There is also a shed of purple grapes. Now is the season, and numerous fruits are hanging among the green branches and leaves. An old man was sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and meditating, playing with two round emerald **** in his hands.

When Zhao Jundu entered the door, the old man said without opening his eyes, "It's Jundu. It's rare to see you come to see me, an old man. Tell me, what kind of trouble do you want me to take action this time?"

Zhao Jundu knew the old man's character well and did not talk nonsense. He handed over the shining teeth and said: "Sixth Elder, this knife left its previous owner not long ago. My nephew would like to ask you to take action to find the location of that person. . He is a young man about twenty years old, about level seven to eight."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, but frowned, and said slowly: "I knew there was nothing good going on. This matter will seriously weaken me. Is that person in Xilu?"

"Not necessarily."

Hearing these words, the old man's long eyebrows almost knitted into a ball, and he said: "Then it will be even more difficult. You should know that this move will consume ten years of my cultivation."

Zhao Jundu's expression remained unchanged and he said: "This matter is extremely important to me, and I will not hesitate to pay some price. I also ask the Sixth Elder to help me."

"This..." The Sixth Elder muttered, with a troubled look on his face. Even though he has retired now and no longer has to fight bravely with others, the ten years of training are not so easy to give up.

Zhao Jundu added: "I heard that cousin Ruoming is preparing to break through the general, and he is short of the rarest and most precious medicines. My nephew just has a way."

The eyes of the Sixth Elder flashed, and then he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "This...that's all, I will risk it this time. Alas, if Ming can be half as talented as you, why do you need to give in?" I'm so worried!"

After taking the Shining Light Fang, the Sixth Elder stretched out his fingers and slowly rubbed it on the blade, and said, "I have to sacrifice to the star to pray for strength to trace its origin. It will take a few days."

"Okay, let's wait for the news from the Sixth Elder." After saying that, Zhao Jundu didn't stay long and left the hospital.

"A few days..." Zhao Jundu sat in the carriage with his eyes slightly closed, and after a moment he said: "Inform Wufang to take out the 'Blue Sky' and place it in Tianxingtan for warming. I will go to war soon."

His voice was neither high nor low, but it was enough for the guards outside the car to hear clearly. Everyone looked stern and responded hurriedly: "Yes, Master!"

Zhao Jundu has been practicing Zhao Clan's Secret: Purple Qi of the West since he was a child. He ignited nine force nodes when he was just fifteen years old, making it easy for him to break through to the generals. However, he then reversed the path of improvement and reached level nine. It took five years of hard work.

In the early years, Zhao Jundu still followed the Zhao clan's family motto and went to the battlefield from time to time. However, since Zhao Weihuang took the position of clan leader, he spent more time in the main palace to handle affairs on behalf of his father, except for things like Emperor Yuan Chunshou. He rarely fights on big occasions.

However, whenever he went into battle, he was invincible. At this time, even Zhao Jundu's personal guards could hardly tell the depth of his martial arts. They only knew that he had never encountered an opponent at his level.

The atmosphere in Libin City around evening time was tense. Although the city gates could not be closed at will, the city defense army's inspections became extremely strict, so that a long queue of people lined up at the door.

In an inconspicuous small house two streets away from the city's Fangjun Mansion, Wang Youyuan was standing in front of Zhao Youping, his bent waist almost bent at a right angle, and half of his face was swollen.

"Trash! You can't handle such a small thing, what's the use of you! Now we haven't got the goods, we haven't caught anyone, and we've lost several brothers in the city defense army. This matter is so big. , How do you want me to explain it to the superiors? Huh, although the old guy of the city lord is not far away from death, he is still sitting in his position after all!"

Faced with Zhao Youping's scolding, Wang Youyuan could only say "you **** boy" over and over again, and then slapped himself desperately.

Zhao Youping suddenly said coldly: "Is there no news yet?"

The guard next to me quickly said: "Sir, I will report to you as soon as I have any news!"

"A bunch of trash!"

The guard took a peek at Zhao Youping's face and hurried out, "I'll urge you again!"

Zhao Youping walked to the window rather irritably and suddenly said: "Since that kid is still in the city, that's fine, I will personally take action and take his life!"

"You want to take action personally?" Wang Youyuan swallowed and said cautiously: "Sir, that boy seems to be an eighth-level soldier. He is at the same level as you. He even lost the Ma Sandao to him. No. It’s easy to deal with! How about finding more people?”

Zhao Youping snorted coldly and said: "How can my Zhao family's combat skills be compared with those of those untouchables? Although Masandao is higher than me, if I want to kill him, three moves are enough! Besides, looking for someone? You Don't you think the matter is big enough? The top priority now is to kill that kid quickly. The second thing is that once the matter comes out, even I will be in trouble. The old guy's cronies have been staring at me with wide eyes. What’s wrong!”

"Sir, Shenwu!" Wang Youyuan quickly flattered him, looking a little panicked.

Of course, the city defense army is not owned by Zhao Youping alone. There are two commanders. One is a confidant of the old city lord, and the other with the most powerful force is a foreigner. Therefore, they have always remained neutral in the factional disputes.

Although Wang Youyuan ordered Li Liu to kill Ma Sandao in time, of course he would not keep the nephew of Xinglong Trading Company. In this way, even if the kid who escaped wanted to appeal, he would not be able to provide evidence, but if he didn't kill the person, he would always be in serious trouble.

Zhao Youping suddenly felt a little upset, waved to Wang Youyuan and said: "Get out!"

Wang Youyuan hurriedly retreated out the door as if he had been pardoned. But as soon as he reached the door, he stepped back.

"Didn't I ask you to go out?! Huh?"

Zhao Youping saw Wang Youyuan with a force gun pressed against his forehead, and stepped back into the room, followed by a young man walking in.

Zhao Youping stared at Qianye and said, "Are you the boy who killed my men?"

"It's me."

Zhao Youping sneered, began to unbutton his robe, and said, "You dare to kill my Zhao clan warriors and come here, you are really brave!"

Qianye said calmly: "You blatantly kill people and steal goods, you are much more courageous than me. Is there any royal law in this world?"

Zhao Youping laughed and said: "Whether or not there is a king's law is another matter. If you kill my Zhao clan warrior now, although the world is big, there is no place for you!"

Qianye sneered and said, "Really? That's just right. If I kill you, the commander of the city guards, I won't lose anything."

Zhao Youping showed a sarcastic smile and said, "Just you?"

He had taken off his outer robe, revealing a suit of black soft armor under the clothes. Then he put one foot on the ground, lifted one foot up, and stretched his arms like a crane flying in the sky. Then he shouted: "Let you see Zhao Zhao." The Secret of the Family: Soaring Water Bird Fist!"

Qianye calmly crushed Wang Youyuan's neck bones, pushed the body away, and then slowly walked towards Zhao Youping, making a fighting gesture.

"Military fighting skills?" Zhao Youping had an obvious look of disdain on his face.

Military fighting skills are synonymous with civilians. Even if the nobles have secret combat skills from their families or sects, only civilians who have been promoted from the army will still use military fighting skills at the eighth level.