final conspiracy

"Brother Lin!!"

In the quiet afternoon, on the path in the field, there was a sudden burst of crying and howling, which startled the birds flying around.

Nangong Cong tightly tugged on Lin Mufeng's sleeve, with a mournful face: "Brother Lin, you can't leave! You chased me on your own initiative! Now that you have chased me, you are not allowed to leave!"

"Let go, hand." Lin Mufeng's face was already darkened, and he tried to pull the sleeve out of Nangong Cong's hand without tearing it.

"Don't let go!! Brother Lin, I need you!" Nangong Cong cried, but he didn't relax his strength in pulling his sleeves, and he didn't let Lin Mufeng pull out his sleeves.

"open!"

"No! You can't leave!" Nangong Cong continued to cry, "Young Master Jun will definitely kill me if you leave!!"

"That's your own death. Let go!" Lin Mufeng gritted his teeth.

"Brother Lin—! You can't do this! I really didn't mean it!" Nangong Cong put half of his body on Lin Mufeng's body, holding him tightly, preventing him from taking a step.

"Speak to him yourself!"

"He won't listen!" Nangong Cong howled.

Lin Mufeng endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a sound of "Zheng", weeping blood came out of the sheath.With a flip of his wrist, the Weeping Blood Sword hit Nangong Cong's neck.

Nangong Cong was so frightened that he immediately let go of Lin Mufeng, fell backwards, sat on the ground of the carriage, and rubbed back a certain distance.

"Brother Lin Linlin, you, you calm down! Calm down!" He leaned his hands behind his back, tucked his chin in and tried to look at the tip of the Weeping Blood Sword.

"Heh." Lin Mufeng chuckled back.

Nangong Cong wanted to cry but had no tears.He probably, no, must have died young!

At this moment of urgency, danger, and urgency, when the sword is drawn, Jun Jiangjiu's voice came out with some doubts.

"What's going on here?"

The young man's clear and gentle voice is like a ray of light in the dark night, divine salvation!

At least Nangong Cong thought so.

From Lin Mufeng's point of view, it was just that after scaring Nangong Cong and making sure he didn't have the guts to mess around again, he heard Jun Jiangjiu speak when he was about to withdraw his sword.

"It's okay." Lin Mufeng put his sword back into its sheath as if nothing had happened, took the water bag from Jun Jiangjiu, and said, "Go on."

"En." Jun Jiangjiu gave Nangong Cong a meaningful look, and then responded with a smile.

Nangong Cong couldn't even cry.

Lin Mufeng walked away with Jun Jiangjiu before saying, "You... Did you say something to him?"

"Huh? Didn't say anything, just chatted." He seemed to be recalling, "What's wrong?"

"He..." Lin Mufeng's eyes were full of confusion, "Maybe he misunderstood you?"

Jun Jiangjiu looked innocent.

Lin Mufeng shook his head: "Forget it, it's okay."

"We're going to the capital soon." Nangong Cong said suddenly.He got out of the carriage, rode a horse, and stood side by side with them on Lin Mufeng's side.

"The next part of the road will be very dangerous." Lin Mufeng said seriously, "Master Nangong, don't run around."

"Hey, don't worry. I can still tell the difference." Nangong Cong waved his hand.

"Mu Feng, if you can handle it alone, you can leave Master Nangong to me to take care of you." Jun Jiangjiu frowned, as if he glanced at Nangong Cong.

Nangong Cong was frightened, and immediately opened his eyes wide to look at Lin Mufeng.

Lin Mufeng raised his eyebrows: "Let's talk about it when the time comes, I can watch him." Lin Mufeng expressed doubts about Jun Jiangjiu's sudden enthusiasm.

Nangong Cong immediately nodded madly: "Yes, yes, brother Lin just look at me!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Jun Jiangjiu said indifferently: "Okay, let's talk about it." Looking forward, his eyes turned slightly, with a smile on his lips: "Maybe we don't need to talk about it anymore."

As soon as the words fell, the Blood Drinking Sword had already started.

He jumped up from the horse's back, patted the horse to let it go away, put his toes on the ground, and floated forward.Internal force was poured into the Blood Drinking Sword, and a pale light lit up on the sword.

He flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already behind a person, and with a twist of his wrist, he ended that person's life.

Nangong Cong looked at Jun Jiangjiu in a daze, and said in shock, "This is not a fight...it's clearly a unilateral crush!"

Lin Mufeng raised his eyebrows noncommittally.He prefers to call it——

art.

Simple, efficient, and aesthetically pleasing.

Junjiang wine is indeed very powerful.At least he didn't pay attention to these when he was fighting the enemy.

Stretching out his hand to draw out the soft sword at his waist, he used a skillful force to wrap the soft sword around the neck of the man, and with a touch, there was a bloodstain on the man's neck.He raised the tip of his sword slightly, and picked out a dagger that hadn't been fully drawn from the man's arms.

"This, this..." Nangong Cong's eyes widened.

Seeing that someone in disguise had been seen through, the disguised people around them all took action, including the shadow guard.

Lin Mufeng didn't dare to use Weeping Blood for fear of accidentally hurting Nangong Cong, so he was weaker in attack and took more time to deal with it.

He wrestled with the shadow guard.Among the crowd, the Shadow Guard was the strongest and the most threatening to Lin Mufeng.People around kept trying to sneak attack, but Lin Mufeng stopped them all with a single sword strike.

At the end, only the cunning shadow guard was still fighting and dodging.

His dodging skills are really strong, except for some large-scale attacks, most of them can be dodged by him.Lin Mufeng became a little impatient at being entangled by him, and pushed Nangong Cong to the Junjiang wine place with one palm, and drew blood from his backhand.Crying Blood and Drinking Blood sensed each other, and they both uttered a contention.The weeping blood light blessed by internal force is almost solidified, and its power is much greater than usual.

Can it still be used?

Lin Mufeng pulled out the weeping blood inserted into the shadow guard's throat, and wiped the blade clean, feeling extremely pleasantly surprised.

It really deserves to be called Yuanyang Sword.

Nangong Cong was greatly frightened, and was nervously fanning himself with a white jade fan.Lin Mufeng put away his sword and walked towards Junjiang Wine.

"All the servants here are almost dead." He looked at the distant capital city, and felt mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, "Should we wait for the rest of the people to wake up, or go straight away?"

"Let's go directly." Jun Jiangjiu replied seeing that Lin Mufeng had no intention of waiting for anyone.

Nangong Cong was still fanning the wind, and it took a long time before he recovered.

"I, I never thought that the people around me would be..." His voice was trembling.

"Normal." Seeing his face turning pale, Lin Mufeng comforted him, "Be more careful next time."

"Yes, yes." Nangong Cong gasped and said, "Let's get on the horse and continue..."

Beijing.

The capital of a country has always been synonymous with prosperity, let alone a country that is famous for its prosperous business.

Lin Mufeng and the others stood by the city gate, watching a large group of people queuing up from a distance.

Nangong Cong set up the awning with his hands, and frowned slightly: "Brother Lin, why don't you pretend to be my followers and come in with me? The capital's interrogation is too strict."

"It's fine to sneak in." Jun Jiangjiu smiled indifferently.

"Young Master Jun, don't put yourself in danger! The capital is heavily guarded, if you want to sneak in..." Nangong Cong stopped suddenly, watching Jun Jiangjiu's eyes gradually widen, "Could it be that Mr. Jun Hero, have you ever sneaked in?!"

"Shh, why do you have to say such a thing out loud?" Jun Jiangjiu raised his index finger to his lips and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Mufeng looked at the shocked Nangong Cong, and said, "I think it's a good way to sneak in." He squinted his eyes at the majestic city wall, and slightly curled his lips: "Take the letter well, and find someone right after you enter the city." Use an excuse to go to the palace to face the saint, so as not to be robbed by the general's mansion. Jun Jiangjiu and I are waiting for you at the Laishun Inn."

"Hey, good..." Nangong Cong agreed hesitantly, "You...you should be careful."

"Don't worry." Jun Jiangjiu chuckled, "What else can happen."

Nangong Cong hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind to let the two people smuggle in. He straightened his clothes and was about to enter the city, but felt that something was wrong, so he made his clothes tattered, let his hair loose, and yelled all the way. Run to the city gate.

"There are strong people in the suburbs of the capital city!!" He shouted, pulling the guards by their collars, "Look at my appearance!! I'll tell you! I must tell the emperor about this and sue you for disorderly law and order!"

After he shouted, he shook off the guard's collar fiercely, and swaggered into the city gate.

The guard kept apologizing, and when Nangong Cong disappeared, he let out a long sigh of relief, and let out a stern piss.

"Fuck, it's just that the family is powerful! The current status is not achieved by the ancestors! Look at Lin Mufeng back then! He was not arrogant, so why should he be arrogant! Bah!"

When he was done with anger, he continued to check the people who entered the city with a vicious voice.

the other side

Lin Mufeng entered the capital with Junjiang Wine smoothly.

He looked at the familiar scene of heavy traffic, and smiled softly: "I'm back." He sighed, and he didn't miss too much, and led the way to the inn.

Jun Jiangjiu watched Lin Mufeng, who was dressed in light purple, disappearing into the crowd, the expressions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish, and finally all turned into a sigh.

Welcome City

Lin Xi lay bored in the room, staring at the two ID cards in his hand.

"Really, I have to hand in tasks every time, and I don't know where I went." She muttered in a low voice, "It's better not to have this cousin. ... Sigh, forget it, I can't talk." Let's just say..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Lin Xi was surprised: "Can someone knock on my door?" She rolled over and got out of bed, but she was too excited and knocked herself accidentally.While taking a deep breath, she stumbled to open the door.

"Who is it?" She opened the door.

A disheveled man stood outside the door.

He was fair and slender all over, and his black hair was pulled back lazily, most of which fell behind his back.Wearing a gorgeous black robe loosely on his body, the belt was not fastened, and Lin Xi could see his fair chest and a small part of his shoulders.He didn't wear shoes on his feet, and there was no dust on the ground with his bare feet.He has slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a raised nose and red lips, and is indistinguishably beautiful.

Lin Xi took a step back subconsciously, and stared at him dumbfounded, his eyes filled with tears instantly.

"I finally found you!"

Lin Xi: "???"

Capital

When Nangong Cong returned home, he was crying and angry. He succeeded in arousing Mr. Nangong's drowning heart. He reluctantly agreed to Nangong Cong's request to enter the palace to face the saint. Cong enters the palace.

The emperor was accompanying the second prince in the imperial garden, when he heard the prime minister begging to see him with his son, he waved without even thinking, "No see!"

The father-in-law went to restore his life.

When Prime Minister Nangong saw that Eunuch had left, he said to Nangong Cong: "Your Majesty is busy, let's go back."

Unexpectedly, Nangong Cong was uncharacteristically persistent, "I don't! Father, just go back by yourself!"

Prime Minister Nangong's beard curled up in anger, and he reprimanded: "Your Majesty, you can see him whenever you want? Stop messing around! Come home with me!"

Nangong Cong simply lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down in the direction of the imperial garden, and said, "Your Majesty won't see you, so I'll just kneel here until he sees you!"

"you!"

"Okay, okay! What a villain! I can't control you anymore!" Prime Minister Nangong gasped, "Then you can kneel here!"

After all, he flung his sleeves and left.

Nangong Cong lowered his head, he was really angry with his father this time, but... he tightly held the letter hidden in his sleeve, he had a reason to see His Majesty.

Nangong Cong knelt on his knees from afternoon to dusk, and he was not able to see it until the emperor heard about it.

At this time, the second prince had already left, and the emperor was in the imperial study.

Nangong Cong dragged his numb legs to the imperial study with his father-in-law, thanked him, and faced the saint alone.

When the emperor saw this, the Nangong family's son got a big headache and didn't feel very angry.Ever since that kid Mu Feng passed away, there was no one in these aristocratic families who looked at him as a pleasing and calm junior.This Nangong Cong has always been idle, and he has never seen him take up an official position, so what does he want to do when he wants to see him this time.

"What's the matter?" The emperor didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he put down his pen and asked.

Nangong Cong saluted respectfully, took out the letter in his sleeve, and presented it.

"What is this?" The emperor took the letter, but did not open it.

"An old man entrusted his ministers to His Majesty."

"I know." The emperor said casually.If you think about it, it's just a trust relationship, just throw it away.

"I beg your majesty to read this letter." Nangong Cong guessed that the emperor might throw it away, so he pursed his lips and insisted.

The emperor's head was extraordinarily large, and he opened the envelope casually, preparing to take a rough look at it. "Okay, Zhen..." Before he finished reading the two words, his voice faded, and then recovered in an imperceptible moment. "I'm done reading, you, come with me."

"Yes." Nangong Cong saw that the emperor was suppressed in shock, his expression was as usual, and his thoughts were slightly sinking. Brother Lin's guess was indeed right. This General's Mansion...

When the two of them arrived at the inside of the empty imperial study, the emperor spoke with a trembling voice: "This letter...who gave it to you?"

Nangong Cong took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Lin Mufeng."

The author has something to say:

I don’t have a lot of contact with court literature... I guess there will be mistakes in titles and positions... Everyone must bring it up if they find it.

By the way, have you ever thought about why Lin Mufeng and Junjiang wine have storage containers, which generally don't exist in martial arts novels?

It's not a loophole

[-]w[-] to guess