Monarch and ministers are the same

"There is an old man who tells fortunes on Tang'en Street. Two days later, the lord will take the young master to seek medical treatment. The young man will be able to go clean after being exhausted. If the old man can't be found, the lord will go to pay his respects. Wangfu, look for a servant named Sanxi, he must know the whereabouts of that old man." Qingliu thought about it again and again, a little relieved: "My lord will use the shadow killer to use this servant, and after three days, the internal troubles will be eliminated."

"Since you are the listener, you should know that King Su is the leader of Shadow Killers, right?" Although Sima Junrong asked, he was very sure in his words: "If Murong is missing, he probably won't have time to attend to your request. "

"Speaking of which, King Su and Lin Yao have the same fate, but they have different fates." Qingliu Boliang said: "People are divided into three or six grades, and their lives are divided into high and low. This world is also very heartless and ungrateful." He was quite emotional , After a moment of silence, he said: "It is not necessary for King Su to come in person, as long as the slaves can be ordered to kill for three days."

"Okay." Sima Junrong nodded solemnly, remembered something, and asked thoughtfully, "Gou Mei, how many people are there in total?"

"36 people."

"Okay, in three days' time, I will see 36 bloody heads strung together into four strings of lanterns and hung in my imperial study." Sima Junrong felt a killing intent in his heart, and his bloodthirsty eyes became cold in an instant. Ruthless: "If you can't do it, I will tear you to pieces!"

When they returned to Wuyang Hall, it was already late at night, Sima Junrong tiptoed off his shoes, climbed onto the bed carefully, stretched out his hand and quietly wrapped Bei Hanyi into his arms.

Bei Hanyi was physically and mentally exhausted now, as if it was caused by overwork. However, Sima Junrong knew very well that Bei Hanyi was poisoned by a very slow and subtle poison called Yimeng Fushen.He shouldn't have left Lin Yao and Bei Hanyi alone, but he didn't expect Lin Yao to act so quickly. Even though he imprisoned Lin Yao in a dark room and tortured him to extract a confession, he only knew that Bei Hanyi had a dream, but the antidote There is no way to start.

What Sima Junrong was most afraid of was making Bei Hanyi suffer, but the more careful he was, the more he couldn't protect him well.Sima Junrong was annoyed at his own incompetence, and even more hated those people who were staring at Bei Hanyi.

Involuntarily tightening his arms, he wrapped Beihanyi in his arms, wishing to rub his whole body into his body.

"It hurts..." Bei Hanyi snorted in a daze, woke up slightly, and asked in a daze, "When did you come?"

"Just came." Sima Junrong loosened his arms, rubbed Bei Hanyi's arm with one hand, and asked with a low smile, "Are you awake, or are you talking in your sleep?"

"Probably talking in sleep." Bei Hanyi leaned against Sima Junrong, curled up in his arms like a cat, thought for a while, and asked softly, "Jun Rong, am I dying soon?"

"Nonsense." Sima Junrong reprimanded softly: "Live well, talk nonsense, even sleep talk is so unflattering, you'd better go to sleep."

Bei Hanyi remained silent, only shrinking into Sima Junrong's arms.

Sima Junrong went to court in the morning and stayed with Bei Hanyi in Wuyang Hall. Bei Hanyi was very lazy now, and always fell asleep when he was reading or eating. Sima Junrong was very worried about this.

Two days later, Sima Junrong really brought Bei Hanyi to Tangen Street.

The weather on this day is very good, the wind is clear and the air is bright, and the sky is full of blue sky.The hawkers on the street are endlessly shouting, and there are people coming and going, which is very lively.

Bei Hanyi was bored in the palace for a long time, but this time he came out, he was obviously very interested, and he rarely yawned along the way.Even so, Sima Junrong asked Yang Youfu to bring a few bags of dried plums for Bei Hanyi to doze off.

"I don't leave the palace early, I don't leave the palace late, and I just go out to have fun in this eventful autumn. It seems that the purpose of this trip is not pure." man.When he smiled, there was still a sneer in his slightly curved eyes, which made people feel respectful.

"Let's come out to play, and find someone by the way." Sima Junrong was dressed more simply, only wearing a pure-colored blue robe that he usually wears, without any decorations, and even his hair was just casually piled on top of his head, looking wild and unruly. A hair pin was inserted to hoop the hair.He held a folding fan in his hand, and fanned Bei Hanyi as he walked.

"Looking for someone?" Bei Hanyi said enthusiastically, "Who are you looking for? How could the king of a country be so interested?" Bei Hanyi spoke in a very low voice at the end, with a hint of threat at the end.

"An old Taoist priest." Sima Junrong replied casually, and when the candied haws seller passed by with a hawthorn tree on his shoulder, he specially bought two bunches of candied haws, looked intently at Bei Hanyi, and said meaningfully: "Hanyi, you actually understand everything. "

"What do I understand?" Bei Hanyi asked back: "What do you want me to understand?" His tone suddenly changed, and his words suddenly became a little harsh: "You killed so many people, I should be poisoned, after all, you It’s for me, and it’s retribution for me to pay my life for it.”

"You say such things again!" Sima Junrong reprimanded.But he saw something coming straight towards him and Bei Hanyi in mid-air.

"Be careful!" Sima Junrong grabbed Bei Hanyi's wrist, spun his feet, and took him aside.With a bang, a food box was slapped on the ground, and the soup dripped all over the floor.

"Ah~ah~ah... my soup, my Baiyuchan, my spicy jade!" With a yell, a person rushed out of the crowd, threw himself on the ground, and cried while holding the food box .

A lot of people gathered around for a while, Sima Junrong's suppressed temper hadn't exploded, but the young man in front of him who was crying with snot and tears was confused.

The young man sobbed for a while, pulled his sleeves and wiped his tears and nose recklessly.Bei Hanyi felt nauseated, and couldn't help but want to step forward to persuade him.

Suddenly a loud laugh came over with joy: "I tell you to stay away from me, but you don't believe me, it's unlucky." Before the words were finished, an old man with white beard and white hair in Taoist robe walked out of the crowd He came over, holding a banner in his hand, and seeing the young man kneeling on the ground crying facelessly, he said with great joy, "Hahaha, now your son must expose your skin, hahaha... "Looking across Sima Junrong and Bei Hanyi inadvertently, the laughter suddenly stiffened, and the smile was unnaturally put away.

The old Taoist patted the top of the young man's head solemnly, and said solemnly: "Today you go back and get a good beating. Don't talk back. The more you talk back, the faster the skin will open. I will take a step first." Although he was an old man, his speed was extremely fast.By the time Sima Junrong realized that this old man was the old Taoist priest he was looking for, he had already run away without a trace.

Bei Hanyi stared at the direction where the old Taoist left and said with emotion: "What a neat movement."