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It is the year, the twenty-fifth year of Chengming, Gengzi Day in August.
There is an obvious difference between the north and the south. The weather in early autumn has begun to show signs of winter. The cold wind in the deep palace is bleak, and the animal heads on the eaves are hideous. Under the pale light of the palace lanterns, they look more gloomy and ghostly.
?Because the queen was ill, Princess Liao brought her little grandson to live in Kunning Palace half a month ago. Cao Kaiyang stepped on the moonlight and rushed back before the key was released at the palace gate.
His task tonight is said to be the easiest - as long as he takes good care of the little grandson, and when the outside affairs are over, he will hold the child and put on the prepared dragon robe, and he will be done.
But it was precisely because he had nothing to do, and he didn't know what was going on with Cao Rui, that he was even more uneasy staying alone in the palace, and it was especially difficult for him to live every moment.
Cao Kaiyang was sitting in the tea room outside Kunning Palace, tapping on the armrest of the rose chair with his fingers restlessly. The little eunuch beside him didn't know what he was worried about, so he ran back and forth enthusiastically, serving tea and water.
"Mr. Factory, I just went in. The lady is in good spirits. Don't worryCome and drink some tea to warm up."
He took the tea, held it for a long time, and finally put it down.
On the other side, in the Cao Mansion.
In the side hall, there are lights and shadows, and the door is closed tightly. Looking from the outside, you can clearly see countless figures cast on the door. Cao Rui entertained the Mongol Tatar officials whom he had raised with money for several years, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, this sentence is really true. After all, they are things polished under real gold and silver, all of them are fat and strong, with a strong figure.
This is the Mongolian soldier who was beaten to pieces and had to surrender when he was fighting in the Northwest today. Although he couldn't beat Emperor Chengming with his real skills, this wave of people was born brave and good at fighting, and it was more than enough to gather and kill a guard.
Cao Rui was in his late thirties, at the age of youth and vigor. He was single-handedly picked up by Cao Kaiyang. He followed the footsteps of his ancestors to rise to the top. He hadn't suffered much since he was a child, so he lacked scheming and city skills, and he was quite confident in his uncle's plan. I always feel that once tonight is over, tomorrow he will embark on an unusual road.
After a meal climaxed, he took the lead in taking a sip from the bowl.
"If something big happens today, all of you here will be crowned princes and ministers, with a bright future and a lifetime of wealth. I, Cao Rui, swear by this that I will share the blessings in the future, and I will never break my promise when I am in trouble!"
After finishing speaking, he threw the bowl on the spot with great pride and smashed it to pieces. Seeing this scene, all the soldiers couldn't help feeling excited and excited. After all, the pancake was painted very attractively, so they all followed suit, pouring wine and drinking it, smashing it neatly.
After the cutscene of breaking the boat was over, Cao Rui wiped his mouth, and waited for the moment when the floating arrow at the end of Haishi in the copper pot dripping glass rose to Zishi, picked up the knife, put on his clothes and went out.
The long dark night was before us, not a single star could be seen in the cloudy sky, and there was endless darkness overhead.
According to legend, such a scene mostly indicates that there has been wronged and the truth is not revealed, and some people say that it is chaos and disasters.
At the same time, in the meeting hall of Beizhen Fusi, Ouyang Heng wandered back and forth several times with his hands behind his back, finally gritted his teeth and made a decision, beckoning his subordinates to prepare to enter the palace.
Walking out of the hall with him, there was another person. He was not wearing an official uniform, he was dressed in casual clothes, and his back was as straight as a pine. Almost at the moment when Ouyang Heng left Jinyiwei Yamen, he winked secretly around.
A few black shadows flashed away.
Midnight is approaching, and in the quiet city of Beijing, under the shroud of night, countless forces, either overt or dark, are quietly surging.
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The East Factory was built in the early years of Chengming. It is located outside the Donghua Gate and at the northwest end of Guanglu Temple. At first, it was a special institution set up by the emperor to restrain Jinyiwei by the way. Later, it gradually started to investigate, arrest people and spy on intelligence business, and has its own prison, which is similar to the Imperial Prison.
The prison is divided into four parts, southeast, north and west, each of which is narrow, long and deep. Walking all the way in, you can smell the unique damp smell after the rain, mixed with the smell of blood, mold and rot. It is really not a good place to go.
The prison is dark no matter day or night, except for a small window above the head that can faintly cast a little bit of light.
Wen Qian didn't know how long she had been here.
She was locked in the most remote room alone, with no neighbors around. Occasionally, there were guards patrolling back and forth, and even those rustling sounds of grievances and pain seemed very far away.
The imperial court committed crimes.
She has been thinking about who leaked this matter.
the?, but the dead eunuch couldn't wait. "
Even though he knew they were plotting something wrong, Wen Qian still shook his head in disbelief when he heard him say it now: "You guys are too courageous."
Lou Yan talked on the phone, and his temper has eased. Hearing the words, he sneered disdainfully, "Either you will be smashed to pieces, or you will be saved from desperationBold, that is just your idea."
After laughing, he restrained his expression, "Cao Kaiyang is the head of a man and a mouse. On the one hand, he was worried that I had achieved my goal and would cross the river and destroy the bridge, so he arrested you to restrain me; but on the other hand, he was afraid that I would be angered. Use force on you. In fact, even if I have no second thoughts, once this matter is over, he will still kill us."
Wen Qian clenched her fists, put her brows on her lips and muttered, "How did you and Cao Kaiyang know each other?"
It was rare for Lou Yan to pause. After talking so much, his mouth was dry, and he instinctively went to pick up the teapot by his hand. Only when he carried it in the middle of the air did he realize that there was no water in the dilapidated house.
He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and his voice gradually calmed down: "About two years ago."
"After Chen Shangshu's death, Cao Kaiyang knew that the holy family would not last long, so he wanted to get a handle on Emperor Chengming. He turned around and got the idea of ??Emperor Jianyuan."
Wen Qian snorted mockingly: "This is really a 'good idea'."
"At that time, I just found Yunwu Mountain, and I happened to meet him when I was wandering at the bottom of the mountain." Lou Yan took a deep breath, "Cao Kaiyang always thought that I knew the whereabouts of Emperor Jianyuan, so he tried his best to get along with me. cooperate.
"I think this is indeed a good opportunity to get close to the emperor, so I simply pushed the boat along and promised him that as soon as the matter is completed, I will tell him where Emperor Jianyuan is."
Two years ago¡ªhe actually had a plan for today from such an early age.
Wen Qian had to admit that Lou Yan's disguise was so good in front of her that she couldn't find any flaws, so she couldn't help baring her teeth sullenly:
"The two of you are 'in the same boat' and 'colluding together' well. Why did he change his mind? It can't be because of the uneven distribution of spoils, right?"
Lou Yan didn't care much about her sarcasm.
"Because the 'little grandson' of the Liao family was born."
He said slowly: "Compared with supporting Emperor Jianyuan to succeed to the throne, he thinks that the young master is more controllable and more appropriate. Once this person changes his goal, I will not be of much use to him. Not only that, but also the old master Restoration is in danger, so he will definitely kill you, follow me."
When Lou Yan's voice fell, those lonely cold winds pierced in from the wooden house full of gaps, as if weeping and crying, as if besieged on all sides.
Standing here, he seems to be a lonely vagrant who bears the hatred of the country and the family, with a heavy family on his back, a small single-plank bridge with a width of one foot in front, and a bottomless cliff behind him.
And all he can do is to carry a heavy burden and walk on the bridge without hesitation with his head down.
For a moment, Wen Qian felt an unprecedented sense of guilt.
She was thinking about what she had done all these years.
After she settled down in Guangling City, she gave up after looking for a home for a few years. She relied on her master and the band, obsessed with music every day, played the piano, danced, and took care of her younger brothers and sisters.
She once thought that Lou Yan had the same thoughts as herself, so she presumptuously acquiesced to many things.
She cared about Lang Xu and about the ups and downs of Lefang, but she never cared about him seriously.
"I¡¡"
Just as Wen Qian was about to speak, the raging north wind suddenly stopped. Lou Yan seemed to have noticed something at this moment, suddenly raised her head, and dragged her away.
He heard a soft "chuckle".
The sharp arrow came through the air, passed through the door and brushed her temples, and nailed it straight to the wall behind her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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