Lintai Storm Record

After removing the braids, she slept sideways on Lu Guan's lap with disheveled hair.

Lu Guan, who had been sitting upright with a stiff back, moved his fingers, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on Song Qianzhi's tired face.Song Qianzhi's long eyelashes cast a shadow in front of his eyes, Lu Guan wanted to flick it with his fingers, but finally held back.

Lu Guan breathed very slowly, and just looked at Song Qianzhi without moving. After a long time, he raised his head expressionlessly, staring at the door panel of the carriage.

From time to time, the cold rain rushed in through the unsecured door, Lu Guan opened his coat, and embraced Song Qianzhi in his arms.Song Qianzhi frowned uncomfortably, buried his face tightly on Lu Guan's belly, sniffed, and fell asleep peacefully.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Binpeng Inn. The coachman opened the door and was about to speak when he saw the gloomy man making a gesture, so he still went to sit outside, looked around aimlessly, closed his eyes and waited.

Song Qianzhi had been awake for a long time, he pretended to rub his eyes and yawned.

"woke up?"

"Well, get out of the car."

Zhou Xian was still asleep in the room, Song Qianzhi asked Lu Guan to open a room next to Zhou Xian, both of them were wet, Song Qianzhi took off his clothes first, and got into the bed with a cold body.

When Lu Guan came back from fetching hot water, he saw Song Qianzhi huddled under the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes staring at him, the rouge on his face was washed away by the rain, and his whole face was flushed.

Lu Guan's tense nerves relaxed, he wrung out the handkerchief and came over to wipe Song Qianzhi's face and neck, and asked him to stretch out his hand after wiping.

After tidying up Song Qianzhi, Lu Guan changed a pot of hot water and asked Song Qianzhi to sit up. Song Qianzhi put the quilt over his body and sat like a rice dumpling with only two feet sticking out.

Lu Guan's foot stepped on Song Qianzhi's foot, and both of their feet were soaked in hot water and turned red.

Song Qianzhi's eyes gradually focused.

"How credible do you think Fu Mingmao's words are?"

Lu Guan was silent.

Song Qianzhi pulled out one foot and stepped on Lu Guan's instep twice.

"He's stalling for time." Lu Guan thought for a long time before finally speaking.

Song Qianzhi blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Li Xuan is an excuse. If Li Xuan could prove his innocence, he would have found a way to get Li Xuan to clarify himself in front of the Queen Mother. Now the time has passed. Besides, no one knows where Li Xuan is. It’s so big that I can’t find where Wu Yingzhong’s family moved, I asked you to check, just want you to leave the barracks.”

"Go on." Song Qianzhi was thinking while listening, although he is the supervisor, in Bai Guyou's barracks, it is Bai Guyou who has the final say, not to mention that he doesn't know how to march and fight. Bai Guyou's principle of causing trouble is to eat and drink in his army and rush for food by the way.It shouldn't be Fu Mingmao's goal to send him away.

"With you away, no one will ask the Ministry of Households for food. With the support of Suxi County and several neighboring counties alone, Baiguyou can't last long."

"The master of Suxi County is Fu Mingmao's man." Thinking of this, Song Qianzhi suddenly felt horrified, "After Fu Mingmao left Beiguan, he did so many things, and the court didn't do anything. Know."

"There were quite a few people in the court who supported Fu Mingmao back then. Don't move your feet." The soles of Lu Guan's feet were tickled by Song Qianzhi's little toes, and his ears and neck were red. He raised one foot , put Song Qianzhi's feet firmly on the ground, "Plus, since Fu Mingshao ascended the throne, he has been purging old officials. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to find a way out earlier."

Fu Mingshao never thought of being an emperor since he was born, after all, he lacked that natural grace.

While in the carriage, Song Qianzhi dreamed of the late Emperor and Brother Hong in a trance, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. He never understood it, thinking that it was because he dreamed of the dead that he felt terrified.

Thinking about it now, after Fu Mingshao was taken back to the capital, although he was sitting in that seat, what was there that he lacked all the time.

Thinking of this, Song Qianzhi involuntarily glanced at Lu Guan.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Guan stretched out his hands and covered the quilts on both sides to the middle, so as to wrap Song Qianzhi tightly.

Song Qianzhi swallowed the words that were already on his lips.

"I was thinking just now, Fu Mingmao wouldn't let me assassinate Bai Guyou. Even if he allowed me to be emperor, I wouldn't be able to kill Bai Guyou."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lu Guan's mouth: "I have also thought about it, if you are really asked to kill Bai Guyou, then the only way to kill him is to bring you out."

"He didn't mean to detain us." Song Qianzhi said, "I really don't understand Fu Mingmao, he doesn't believe the Queen Mother's promise."

"Instead, no one would be able to believe such a good thing. Besides, there is no basis for empty words, and the Queen Mother Zhou is a woman."

"Revenge for murdering the son. If my aunt really thinks that Fu Mingmao's hands and feet caused Brother Hong to fall to his death, why did she mention the five-year agreement? Or does she believe that Fu Mingmao is so naive?" Song Qianzhi licked Licking his lips, "I heard her say this in front of my aunt that day. I couldn't believe it. Fu Mingshao was supported by her. This is one. The second is that after the death of the grandfather, the Zhou family plummeted. My ancestor is gone, so what am I? There is no way for Fu Mingmao to believe that my aunt is capable of fulfilling this promise." In the past, Song Qianzhi spent the days of licking blood in Lintai for the sake of the entire Song family, but now it is only for his mother .

Song Qianzhi's gaze never left Lu Guan's face.

Lu Guan couldn't help being a little moved, he leaned forward suddenly, kissed Song Qianzhi's eyebrows, and smoothed the wrinkles between Song Qianzhi's eyebrows with his rough fingertips.

"I never thought about being a Taifu. I can't bear this burden."

"Fu Mingmao never thought of asking you to be a tutor." Lu Guan said.

Song Qianzhi was stunned, and suddenly realized that the benefits Fu Mingmao promised may not be fulfilled!

"Let's analyze it." Song Qianzhi said enthusiastically.

"Wait a minute." Lu Guan took Song Qianzhi's feet out of the water, put them on his lap, and dried his feet carefully.

"Okay, it's a little itchy." As soon as Song Qianzhi finished speaking, Lu Guan kissed the back of his instep suddenly. Song Qianzhi stammered and called Lu Guan's name in fright. He felt heat coming out of his ears, and hurriedly He twitched his feet back, but his strength was no match for Lu Guan.

Lu Guan licked Song Qianzhi's instep.

"..." Song Qianzhi's entire waist went limp.

Lu Guan let go of Song Qianzhi, put his feet back on the couch, dried his feet, and went out to pour water.

Song Qianzhi was lying on the couch with a flushed face, rolling around.

When Lu Guan came in again, he could only see a red ear protruding from the quilt.

Lu Guan lifted the quilt, sat on the bed, took off his shirt, stretched out his arms to hug Song Qianzhi, and said in a deep voice against Song Qianzhi's burning ears, "Come, analyze."

Song Qianzhi: "..."

"Tell me first. If you can't figure it out, I'll analyze it for you."

Song Qianzhi's face darkened: "Put your hands down before you talk."

Lu Guan politely put the hand that was rubbing Song Qian's buttocks on Song Qian's thigh quietly.

"I put it away." Lu Guan said.

Song Qianzhi unceremoniously put his feet on Lu Guan's calf, closed his eyes, leaned against Lu Guan's neck, smelled the slight smell of sweat on his body, and muttered, "You should take a bath."

"Wash it tomorrow." Lu Guan whispered, "Your hair smells like sweet-scented osmanthus, just like a little girl."

"Stop smelling it. I'll buy you a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus hair oil tomorrow. You can use it every day." Song Qianzhi said, "Fu Mingmao wants me to know that Fu Mingshao poisoned the late emperor. In this way, the Queen Mother I won’t support Fu Mingshao anymore. Once the evidence of guilt proves that Fu Mingshao killed the king and father, he will come down naturally. But as long as Brother Hong can’t prove that Fu Mingmao didn’t kill him, my aunt won’t really support her. Fu Mingmao, or rather, Fu Mingmao has no way to believe that my aunt really wants to support him."

"Well, let's continue." Lu Guan's voice revealed laziness. It was almost dawn, but this small world belonged only to the two of them. With the thin doors and windows in this room, they could have a moment of mutual understanding. Embracing the tranquility and tranquility.

"But why is it at this juncture? I think Fu Mingmao will not accept my aunt's proposal in less than five years. With Fu Mingshao poisoning the first emperor, he can be pushed down, but Fu Mingmao has to be pushed down." Going up, he must have internal support in the court. For this internal support, he wants to choose me, because I am a descendant of the Zhou family." Song Qianzhi paused, "This is unreasonable, even if the grandfather still has younger generations in the court. If you really want to fight against the emperor, I alone will not be enough to make these officials give up Fu Mingshao, who has been on the throne for almost seven years, and stand by Fu Mingmao's side."

"It's still my way of thinking. I want you to investigate Li Xuan. If I want you to leave Bai Guyou's army, then the household department's food supply will not come down, and Fengpingxia will not be able to attack for a long time. Then what will the court do? "

Song Qianzhi's eyes lit up: "Fu Mingmao escaped from Beiguan. Fu Mingshao was suspicious and would doubt whether Bai Guyou deliberately delayed not fighting. Now the Zhenbei Army is blocking Fengping Gorge, and the west of Fengping Gorge is gradually recovering. Calm, it is very likely that the Central Committee will change commanders before the battle and send Bai Guyou back to Beiguan."

"What if Ah Modanrong sends troops at this time?"

"That will definitely send Bai Guyou back." Song Qianzhi gasped for breath, "The northern line and Fengping Gorge are under attack from both sides..." His scalp went numb.If he really went to investigate Li Xuan, he might lose everything.Suddenly, one of Song Qian changed his mind, "Kandaying is getting old, and the Amodanjung royal family is in turmoil. He may not send troops south."

Lu Guan didn't speak.

In a thought, Song Qianzhi said again: "You don't want me to investigate Li Xuan?"

"I don't want you to do useless work. Li Xuan has no clues. It is difficult to find such a person in the vast crowd."

"It's hard to find a way. I'll write a letter to Uncle Qin and ask him to check Wu Yingzhong's whereabouts." Song Qianzhi was a little sleepy, and said while dozing off, without noticing that Lu Guan's body became stiff.

"Wu Yingzhong has resigned for a long time..."

"Check first, I will write another letter to urge Yang Wen, and send it to Uncle Qin, and ask him to pass it on. I will also write a letter to my mother to report her safety. After sleeping, I will take Zhou Xian back to the camp, and let the military doctor give it to me. Liu Suguang has already gone to get the Baxia sword after he was diagnosed and treated, but Fu Mingmao is not in a hurry at all, we have to go there too, we can't let the late emperor's sword fall into Liu Suguang's hands, if Liu Suguang sends the Baxia sword to Ah Mo Tanjung, even if Kan Daying is old, he will never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There are many things that can be done with the sword of the late emperor." The more Song Qianzhi said, the more he felt his head was as big as a bucket, and he felt Lu Guan rubbed his knuckles against his temples, and couldn't help humming comfortably.

Wait until Song Qianzhi falls asleep.

Lu Guan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but Song Qianyi hugged his waist, so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He lowered his head and looked carefully for a while, but Song Qianzhi didn't wake up at all, so Lu Guan felt relieved, and gently pulled Song Qianzhi's arm away, letting him lie down.Lu Guan quietly left the room.

Under the quilt, Song Qianzhi opened his eyes. His arms were empty, and he glanced blankly at the door. The sky was almost bright, and the blue morning sun came in through the window paper.

Song Qianzhi shrank back under the quilt, closed his eyes again, and heard the birds chirping outside the window, which was noisier than ever.

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In the small courtyard where Zhou Wanxin lived in Hanzhou, spring came quietly in the past two days, and half of the courtyard bloomed with winter jasmine flowers, which were yellow and velvet.

"Mother looks much better today." Song Lanmei tried the medicine with her lips, scooped up a spoonful with a smile, and brought it to Zhou Wanxin's mouth.

Zhou Wanxin waved her hand, without the strength to speak, she stretched out her scrawny left hand.

Song Lanmei understood, and put the medicine bowl firmly in Zhou Wanxin's hand, but still did not let go of Zhou Wanxin's hand, for fear that she would be unstable.

Zhou Wanxin sat up, stretched her neck forward, drank the medicine in one gulp, and coughed slightly.

Song Lanmei carefully wiped off the medicine stains on her mouth, her lips curled up like a crescent moon, her eyes were sly, and she said, "Mother, do you want to go back to sleep?" Zhou Wanxin looked away from a small flower not far away. Small, yellow flowers fell on her daughter's face.

This is her eldest daughter born to the Song family, but she is called the second girl in the Song family.

Avoiding her mother's eyes, Song Lanmei lightly loosened her mother's scalp with her knuckles, and said softly, "Or just bask in the sun here?"

"Why do you have time to come over today?" Her daughter has not been close to her since she was a child. Except for something, she spends all day fooling around outside.Zhou Wanxin flicked the fingers of her right hand, wanting to touch her daughter's satin-black hair, but it was difficult for her eyes to be filled with emotion.

Song Lanmei lightly patted Zhou Wanxin's leg, and smiled playfully: "It just so happens that my third brother is out on business, thinking that my mother might miss me, so I came over to have a look." She raised her head and asked with blinking eyes. , "Mother misses me?"

Zhou Wanxin frowned imperceptibly.

"My mother is not in good health. She falls asleep seven or eight out of ten days, but one day counts as a day."

The corner of Song Lanmei's mouth was still curled up easily, and said: "Mother is talking nonsense again, the third brother found the best doctor for mother, the queen mother and aunt were almost poisoned..." She rolled her eyes, "Also I've made it through, not to mention my mother's little problem."

Zhou Wanxin didn't answer, and didn't look at her anymore.The daughter's nose and mouth resembled her husband's. Whenever she saw Song Lanmei, Zhou Wanxin felt a little difficult to breathe.

"By the way, mother," Song Lanmei stopped beating her legs, leaned on Zhou Wanxin's knee like she did when she was a child, and whispered, "Father means, the queen's funeral, this time back to Beijing, please go back to the Marquis Mansion It’s okay to live in Hanzhou, if my mother finds another hospital after returning to Beijing, it will make others laugh.”

"Second Miss!" The servant girl standing beside her suddenly stopped her.

"What?" Song Lanmei curled her lips, "Mother doesn't know yet?"

Zhou Wanxin stared blankly at her chattering daughter, only to feel her pair of bright red lips dangling in front of her eyes, turning them endlessly.

"The empress had her funeral two days ago, and the battle on the front line has stabilized. The Ministry of Rituals doesn't want to stop at Hanzhou. The emperor has already decided to return to the capital. Wen Min also wants to return to Beijing with our family." Song Lanmei was in high spirits Said, "I have sent a letter to my third brother, so that he doesn't have to come to Hanzhou again..." Song Lanmei's words stopped abruptly, and she frowned and looked at the hand tightly held by Zhou Wanxin.

"Mother, take it easy, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Song Lanmei didn't expect her sick mother to be so strong, and secretly thought, her mother's illness is not as scary as her elder brother said, and she is going to die.

"How did you die?" Zhou Wanxin's voice was hoarse, slowly squeezed out from her throat.

"It seems to be sick. After the miscarriage, the recovery is not good. I am depressed all day long, and the imperial doctor is helpless, and the queen has always been weak..." Song Lanmei twisted her wrist and begged, "Mother, my hand hurts... "

Zhou Wanxin didn't even look at her daughter, she closed her eyes and let go of her hand.

Song Lanmei thought in his heart, this is a ghost, he got up quickly and said in a hurry: "Are you tired? Qiuyan, take good care of my mother." She bowed, hurriedly retreated, walked to the door, and couldn't help but look back After a quick glance, she saw only a huge wicker chair, her mother was nestled in the wicker chair, looking from here, there was no one sitting in the chair at all, only the blanket hanging under the chair showed that there was someone there.

"Qiuyan, is there still no news from the palace these few days?" After a while, Zhou Wanxin asked her maid.

"No." Qiuyan is over 40 years old, she has been serving Zhou Wanxin since she was a child, she is so beautiful and charming, people who don't know her will think she is the official wife of some family.

"Make up for me."

Qiuyan was shocked, and stopped, "Miss..."

"Find out the jade card that the late emperor bestowed on father." After saying these few words, Zhou Wanxin was exhausted. She closed her eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, her chest rose and fell violently several times, and her face was as pale as if she had died. , clenched tightly in his right hand.

Qiuyan couldn't bear it, she let out a long sigh, and went back to the room to find the jade tablet given to the master by the late emperor.

·

The continuous spring rain makes people worry, and everyone says that spring rain is as expensive as oil, and this year's oil is too cheap.

After driving for two days in a row, at dusk, Song Qian and his party went to the post house to rest and change horses.

"It's all right?" Song Qianzhi handed Zhou Xian the steaming handkerchief to wipe his face.

Zhou Xiandao: "You underestimated me."

Song Qianzhi smiled, wrung out the handkerchief again, was about to wipe his face, when Lu Guan stretched out his face, Zhou Xian rubbed his face randomly twice, wiped along his ears, and wiped Lu Guan clean. Lu Guan stood up with satisfaction and went down to feed the horse.

Zhou Xian took a small stool and sat under the window to watch the rain.

Lying on the couch, unable to breathe, Song Qianzhi tilted his head to look at him, turned his head, closed his eyes, and said, "Is the Qilin Tomb still training young Qilin Guards? We won't be arrested."

"There was no one there when I went." Zhou Xian's voice came faintly.

Song Qianzhi was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, and now he was lying on the bed, every muscle in his body was protesting, exuding soreness.

"After the death of the fourth prince, the Qilin Tomb existed in name only. These years, Qilin Guard's food and accommodation have become worse and worse, and the power has been distributed by the secretary. The masters have all gone down the mountain."

That day, Zhou Xian was confused by the incense used by Liu Suguang, saying that the sword was hidden in the cave where his master practiced.Liu Suguang was so clever, Song Qianzhi suddenly felt that he couldn't sleep, so he turned over and sat up.

Lu Guan came right after feeding, and blurted out: "Why are you still here?" He rubbed the plaster on his hands, and went to the wooden shelf to wash his hands.

Zhou Xian unconsciously said: "Talk to the young master."

"Get out, what's there to talk about." Lu Guan impatiently picked up Zhou Shuo's collar and slammed him outside the door.

Song Qianzhi: "..." He planned to rest for an hour before leaving, but Lu Guan went directly to the bed to hug him, kissed his ears and nose, and sprayed his hot breath on his neck. In Lu Guan's domineering masculine breath, Song Qianzhi narrowed his eyes comfortably, the warmth of the bed made him temporarily forget his tasks and pressure.

Half an hour later, Lu Guan got up and wiped Song Qianzhi's body with a towel. After wiping, he lowered his head and wiped his abdominal muscles. His belt was loose, his back was facing Song Qianzhi, and his neck was slightly raised.

Song Qianzhi had one leg hanging by the side of the couch, and there was a nail-sized red mark on the back of his instep. His feet shook twice, and his heels tapped on the side of the couch. The coolness made Song Qianzhi feel very comfortable.

"Don't sleep, let's go on the road." Song Qianzhi's voice was full of sleepiness, his eyes were full of tears, and the lower eye sockets were red.This venting of physical and mental pleasure temporarily emptied all the speculations that filled his mind, leaving only irresistible exhaustion.

Lu Guan: "Sleep first."

Song Qianzhi seemed to have some kind of permission, when Lu Guan went to bed and hugged him, he leaned into his arms uncontrollably and fell into a deep sleep.

After running wildly for two days and two nights, his body has reached its limit. If he doesn't rest, he might fall off the horse.

Lu Guan looked down at Song Qianzhi, like a silent sculpture, half of his face was sunken in the shadow, and half of his face was shining like beautiful honey.He rubbed Song Qianzhi's bridge of nose with his thumb, then slid to his lips, bowed his head and kissed him.

Two days later, on a sunny afternoon, a gray pigeon circled and swooped down from a high altitude and landed on Song Qianzhi's horse's head.

The horse stopped immediately, snorted, and swung its head with a whoosh.

"Uncle Qin's reply." Song Qianzhi took out the note on the carrier pigeon's feet, couldn't help frowning deeply, he glanced at Zhou Xian, then his eyes fell on Lu Guan, and said in a deep voice, "The queen's funeral Oh my god, His Majesty has decreed to return the court."

"Why is the queen dead?" Zhou Xian opened his eyes slightly, unable to hide his surprise.

Song Qianzhi licked his lips: "The situation is unknown, and we can only find out after returning to Beijing."

"Reply first, let him continue to urge Yang Wen."

Song Qianzhi was awakened by Lu Guan's words. He nodded and said, "Well, the top priority is to find the sword of the late emperor before Liu Suguang. If she brings it back to Amodanrong, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lu watched Song Qianzhi use Zhou Xian's back as a desk to reply to Qin Yuning, his thoughtful eyes met Zhou Xian's inadvertently turned eyes.

Zhou Xian: "???"

Lu Guan averted his eyes, and rubbed his right index finger, thumb, and middle finger uneasily for a moment, waiting for Song Qianzhi to release the pigeon, and the three of them continued on their way to the Qilin Tomb.

It was at night when we arrived at the foot of the mountain where the Qilin Tomb was located, the surrounding fields were very quiet, there was no wind at all, and under the moonlight a shallow river system wound around the foot of the mountain.

The water was just below the horse's hooves. They tied the horse at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain along a path.

Zhou Xian led the way, and asked the two people behind him, "Have the two adults been here before?"

Song Qianzhi never thought that the Qilin Tomb was located in the suburbs of Beijing. There are many mountains in the suburbs that can be climbed, but this one is not one of them. There are many mines near here, and few people come here on weekdays.

"Some mines are real, but some are not. They are places where we usually practice martial arts." Zhou Xian tremblingly said.

Lu Guan jokingly said: "Isn't this mountain haunted, brother Zhou is afraid?"

"No." Zhou Xian didn't say much.

Song Qianzhi recalled that Zhou Xian had mentioned the devil training in the Qilin Tomb, so he probably came here, and the environment awakened the memory engraved in Zhou Xian's soul and body.It is a good thing to think about abolishing the Qilin Guard. Even if they are orphans, this practice of training tools for the royal family is inhumane.Song Qianzhi looked at Zhou Xian's back in a daze, and was caught on the shoulder unexpectedly.

"Ahhhh-!!"

Zhou Xian: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Lu Guan blushed embarrassingly, and said in displeasure, "Crazy?"

Song Qianzhi patted his chest in shock, and stammered, "Why did you suddenly pat me...Master Lu! People who scare people will scare people to death!"

Lu Guan raised the water bag in Yang's hand: "After walking for so long, I want to ask if you want to drink water." Lu Guan struggled in his eyes, and put the water bag back into the bag with an irritable expression, "Go Come on, I don't think you two are thirsty."

"I'm a bit thirsty." Zhou Xian said.

Lu Guan ignored him, and rushed forward immediately, and the voice came from the front: "Along this road and go up is the Qilin Tomb?"

Zhou Xian followed behind with sex, and replied: "Well, there is only one way, I am really thirsty, can Master Lu be kind?"

Lu Guan is not quite right.Song Qianzhi pursed his lips and looked at Lu Guan who was not far away with a complicated expression. What was Lu Guan doing out that morning?After meeting Fu Mingmao and returning to the barracks, Lu Guan's behavior has been a bit strange. Song Qianzhi remembered that he saw Lu Guan coming out of Liu Suguang's tent before leaving, and asked him what he was doing. He said to see if there were any clues.Song Qianzhi asked him if he found anything, and he always felt that Lu Guan's expression flickered at that time, and what he said was not completely unreliable.

What exactly is Lu Guan hiding from him?

Song Qianzhi shook his head vigorously, threw out the thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart for the past few days, and shouted: "You two... take care of the physical strength of the dude, okay?!"

In the dark cave, it was so quiet that the occasional sound of falling water droplets could be heard.

The tinder they brought got wet on the road. Although Zhou Xian found the torch in the cave, there was no flint, so Zhou Xian had to climb up by memory.

The whole cave is filled with a cold and damp atmosphere.

Song Qianzhi looked around, wanted to find a place to sit down, and moved his hand to a stone table with vague outlines, but Lu Guan stopped his hand halfway and grabbed it in his palm.

Song Qian's face was hot and he whispered, "I'm tired from climbing the mountain, let's sit for a while."

"Don't mess with the things here, there are organs everywhere."

Song Qianzhi said: "Stop making trouble, isn't it already useless?"

Lu Guan pulled out his dagger and threw it on the stone table. With a clang, dozens of daggers with cold light appeared on the stone bench.

Song Qianzhi was in a cold sweat.

"Just now when you sat down, your buttocks would be pierced and become a sieve." Lu Guan grabbed Song Qianzhi's waist and wiped his buttocks as if nothing had happened.

Song Qianzhi was about to push Lu Guan away, but Lu Guan had already let go of him, standing up straight as if nothing had happened.

In fact, Song Qianzhi was very nervous, he was thinking all the way, what would happen if Ba Xiajian was no longer in the Qilin Tomb.

At this time, Zhou Xian let out an "ah".

Song Qianzhi felt his whole heart lifted.

Zhou Xian dug out a sword case from a mechanism on the mountain wall, which was the same as the one he had put in. Zhou Xian shouted: "I found it, it's still there." The shaped iron block was stuffed in, the hand that was holding down the tongue of the mechanism was released, and he jumped down.

"Open it and have a look." Song Qianzhi licked his lips nervously, staring at Zhou Xian's hand intently, and gently opened the copper buckle on the sword case.

Lu Guan held Song Qianzhi's hand tightly, feeling the slightly hot sweat in his palm.

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"Still."

The moment he heard Zhou Xian's words, Song Qianzhi felt his throat loosen suddenly. He swallowed, gasped and said, "That's good, let's go."

Lu Guan led Song Qianzhi out.

The moonlight was pouring on the entrance of the cave. When Song Qianzhi left, he noticed the black unicorn relief inlaid on the stone wall of the cave entrance. The unicorn is an ancient auspicious beast, with a lion's head, antlers, tiger eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and oxtail. If you don't look carefully at the relief, you really can't see it.

Song Qianzhi recalled reading a document that recorded the characteristics of every dark guard since the Qilin Guard was established.

"Zhou Xian, remember from Lintai, all of you Qilin guards have such a tattoo on your body, and you also have it on your body?"

Zhou Xian put the sword case on his back, and turned his head to look at the relief. The vines were hanging down from the cliff, so the relief was even more inconspicuous.

"It's not a tattoo, it was originally a branding." Zhou Xian wrote lightly, "After the branding, please ask the master to trace it again. Enduring pain is also a hurdle that must be passed to become a Qilin Guard."

So even under severe torture, Zhou Xian couldn't pry his mouth open.Song Qianzhi wanted to ask something else. Things went so smoothly, so smoothly that it was unbelievable. On the way, he kept thinking that if the sword had been taken away by Liu Suguang... Song Qianzhi couldn't control the thoughts running wild in his heart.

On the path faintly illuminated by the moonlight, the night wind was cold, Song Qianzhi asked Lu Guan in a low voice: "Liu Suguang set off one night before us, it must have been day and night, why didn't she find this sword?"

Zhou heard it first, turned his head to look at Lu Guan, and said, "Yes, why?"

Lu Guan: "...how do I know?"

Lu Guan turned to Song Qianzhi, and said softly, "There are several caves near here, Liu Suguang may not have enough brains."

Song Qianzhi: "..."

"There are many mines nearby? You said some of them are for you to practice. Liu Suguang can infer from your words that you hid the sword in the Qilin Tomb. When Lu Guan and I rushed in, she ran away without a fight. The location of the Qilin Tomb is a secret, even I don’t know exactly where it is.” Song Qianzhi thought for a while and asked Zhou Xian, “Does the Emperor know the location of the Qilin Tomb?”

Zhou Xian: "Every member of the royal family knows that. Those who have been in charge of the Qilin Tomb are all members of the royal family. There is only one exception. Xue Yuanshu was in charge of the Qilin Tomb for a short time. At that time, the Eighth Prince who was in charge of training the Qilin Guard rebelled. Substitute. From then to now, it is the second interruption. It's just that the emperor didn't order anyone to temporarily take the position of Fourth Prince."

Could it be that after the death of the fourth lord, Fu Mingshao had already decided not to use Qilin Guard anymore?If so, when Song Qianzhi proposed to abolish Qilin Guard, his reaction was completely fake.Song Qianzhi always thought that the ruler is weak and the ministers are strong, and the power falls to the side. It has been accumulated for several years, and today's chaos is the result.

But if Fu Mingshao was not a weak person at all, and had already been cultivating his own power, wouldn't that old fox Li Yeyuan know about it?If he really didn't know, then Fu Mingshao would be even more terrifying. With the country's peril as a bet, there can only be one reason for creating this mess with his own hands.

Fu Mingshao couldn't wait any longer, seven years was the limit of his patience.

Song Qianzhi didn't say these thoughts, he silently followed behind Lu Guan, Lu Guan's palm was warm and generous, Song Qianzhi's eyes flickered, and he frowned involuntarily.

·

The night was deep, the lights in the Empress Dowager's palace were still on, and someone was coughing vaguely.

The Empress Dowager Zhou had just laid down, when she sat up in her cloak, which alarmed the maid on duty at night, and hurried over with a lamp.

"Where's Jiang Meng?"

"Eunuch Jiang is outside." The maid hurriedly invited the most trusted eunuch of the Empress Dowager to come in.

Jiang Meng walked up to the queen mother quietly, and saw that the queen mother was pressing her index finger against her temple, and there were several deep wrinkles on her face, which was never neglected. Her lips were sharp, even if she looked at her now A little gray, but still does not reduce the imposing manner.

"Wanxin is coughing again?" The Queen Mother Zhou asked Jiang Meng in a low voice without opening her eyes.

"Mrs. Anding Hou coughed up blood first." Jiang Meng lowered her eyes and replied, breathing lightly.

After a long time, the Empress Dowager Zhou said: "Take the decree of Ai Jiayi and pass it on to the doctor immediately. How come no one talks about such a big matter?"

"Madam is always coughing up blood these days, and the servants dare not disturb the Queen Mother from time to time. The Queen has already made the Queen Mother very sad. The whole palace is looking forward to sharing the worries for the Queen Mother." Jiang Meng felt a knife-like gaze cast on him On the top of his head, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and lift his face covered in cold sweat.

The Empress Dowager Zhou looked at him for a while, and snorted coldly: "If you can abide by the palace rules and handle things carefully, Ai's family will naturally have no worries. Don't worry, Ai's life is hard. The family pretended to be bodyguards, single-handedly let the late emperor sit in front of the horse, and rescued him from the enemy with his own hands. Today's events are all small scenes, you guys, nothing has happened, a little trick will scare your guts out."

Jiang Meng said yes again and again, and flattered a few more words. He carefully glanced at the Queen Mother's face, seeing that the Queen Mother was not focused on him, and shut up wisely.

Jiang Meng took the Empress Dowager Yizhi to ask the doctor to correct her. The Empress Dowager Zhou sat on the couch for a while, her eyelashes trembling.

The maid who had served her for many years immediately bowed down to ask for instructions.

"Comb the hair for Ai's family, Ai's family is going to see Mrs. Andinghou."

The entire palace was silent, and the dignified face of the Empress Dowager Zhou was projected in the half-person-high standing mirror, and the person in the mirror looked at her indifferently.

After a while, the dexterous court lady tied a simple bun for the Empress Dowager Zhou, and when she was about to decorate the steps, the Empress Dowager Zhou waved her hand.

The two maids stayed behind to tidy up the dowry, and the personal servant girl helped the Queen Mother get up. She seemed to be used to making a quiet decoration at such a moment, and she only regarded herself as a crutch for the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager Zhou was standing outside her sister's bedroom when she heard another cough, and a leaf floated down and stuck to the Empress Dowager's hair.

"Empress Dowager..." The maidservant had just uttered a voice, and was about to reach out to pick it up, when she saw that Empress Dowager Zhou had already plucked the fallen leaf from her hair.

The Empress Dowager Zhou stared at the fallen leaves in her hand, and after a while, handed them to the maid.

The maid let out a sigh of relief, and carefully put the fallen leaves in her purse.This is a quirk of the Empress Dowager. Occasionally it is a leaf, and sometimes it is a fallen flower. The Empress Dowager once said that touching the body is the fate, and they should be kept well.

"You stay here." The Empress Dowager Zhou ordered, she tightened her outer robe and walked into Zhou Wanxin's bedroom.

·

White-haired doctor Du was kneeling in front of the emperor in casual clothes, and cautiously replied: "It's just five or six days away."

"Is there no way?" Fu Mingshao never took his eyes off the notebook in his hand.

Doctor Du was hesitating and said, "If Divine Doctor Lu is here, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Fu Mingshao nodded invisibly.

Chief Eunuch Sun Xiu made a gesture to Dr. Du, who was struggling to get up. His old bones were rushed into the palace in the middle of the night, and he couldn't bear it.

Fu Mingshao threw away the memorial, leaned back on the chair, and stared fixedly at a lotus flower on the top of the hall. His arms were outstretched, hanging weakly on the armrest.

After a while, the sound of gentle footsteps made Fu Mingshao open his eyes, his tone was full of indescribable fatigue, and it was a depression that he shouldn't have at his age.

"Sun Xiu."

"The slave is here."

"Where is the list of concubines proposed by the Ministry of Rites?"

"On the desk in Chengyuan Hall." Sun Xiu moved her eyes, and cast a light glance at the emperor, then lowered her eyes calmly, without asking a word.

The heavy cold incense in the hall was left by Liu Suguang, and it was used by the emperor to soothe his nerves.

"to fetch