Chapter 689: If you want a celestial phenomenon, I will give you a celestial phenomenon
Lao Huang said: "I'm afraid Lin Qing still has experts to help."
Before returning to the study, Xu Xiao went to the southwest courtyard where the most damage was caused. He found the person who first discovered the fire and asked about the situation. The answer he received was that the arsonist was not seen clearly at all. Soldiers from Pipa Camp and Yugu Camp were putting out the fire. Afterwards, many corpses were cleared out, except those who were killed by smoke and those who were burned by fire. There were also some corpses that looked like their heads had been scratched open by sharp claws. Among them were the second-grade guards he took to Wutong Garden to intercept Lin Qing at night. It can be seen that the arsonist was one person, not a group of people. In terms of strength, he was at least a first-grade , there is a high probability that Zhixuan is not weak, and the weapon is a hook-type Qimen weapon.
"Your Majesty, since Lin Qing knows that Xu Yanbing is a master of astronomical phenomena and still has the guts to live in Wutong Garden, he must have a back-up plan. If he acts rashly without finding out his details, I'm afraid..."
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"Old Huang's words make sense."
Xu Xiao looked at each other sideways, holding his right cheek to breathe in the cold air. The palace was drained. He was provoked by Lin Qing, and he also got angry. At this moment, his teeth were swollen, and the pain was burning, which was a bit unbearable.
Han Laoshan said: "Then Chu Lushan and Qi Dangguo can't be saved?"
Xu Xiao remembered what Lin Qing told the second-class maid Cucumber before leaving: "Old Huang, what do you think he wants the medical officer's tools for treating injuries? He is kind enough to treat the injuries of my two adopted sons?"
"I don't know."
Speaking of this matter, Lao Huang also felt very strange: "But it is definitely not to kill the two of them. If Lin Tanhua had murderous intentions, he would have killed them when they were in Wutong Garden. There would be no need to go to all the trouble."
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Xu Xiao said: "I want to see what tricks he can play."
Han Laoshan asked again: "What about the fire in the palace?"
Xu Xiao thought for a while and said: "Let's just say that the remnants of the Chu Kingdom who had been hiding in the palace for many years failed to assassinate the prince. In order to escape, they set fires everywhere in the palace. Chu Lushan and Qi Dangguo were seriously injured because of saving me."
"Where are the servants who went to Wutong Garden to put out the fire tonight?"
"They... kill them. Just say they died in an assassination. Remember to compensate their families with a little more money."
Han Laoshan was not surprised that Xu Xiao made such a decision. Who told those people to know things they shouldn't know? Every wrong has its own owner, and this is all Lin Qing's fault.
Seeing the general in gray robe folding over the scroll screen of mountains and rivers of Shu that Wu Su copied before his death, and leaving the study, only he and Xu Xiao were left. Lao Huang relaxed a lot, rubbed his heart and groaned twice, tilted his body, and crossed his arms. Sitting on the floor in front of the couch, there was still gravel that Xu Fengnian had shaken out of her boots earlier. Maybe there were too many things going on at night, and the maid on duty had not had time to clean them.
"Oh, I still like the horseman Lao Huang. He eats three ounces of yellow soup and lies down in his clothes. No matter whether he is a dirty horse pen or a sandy field. As long as he can accommodate this body, nine yellow swords? It is difficult to be a master in front of others. Ah, cough..."
He coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, but fortunately it wasn't much.
"Is your injury okay?"
Lao Huang waved his hand: "It's okay. Adjust your breath one night and sleep well for two days and you'll be fine."
"That dragon and snake is a pity."
"If the prince really feels that it is a pity, how about giving me the princess's great cool dragon bird as compensation?"
"Old Huang, you really dare to ask for it. I want to leave Daliang Longque to my daughter-in-law. What? Do you want to be the daughter-in-law of the old Xu family?"
Xu Xiao's anger was gone, his teeth no longer hurt, and he no longer covered his face. He leaned forward slightly, folded his hands in his big purple official robe, and joked with his son's groom like a rich man. Lin Qing was indeed a trouble. But it was just a little troublesome. I heard that there was also the sword god Li Chungang under the Chao Pavilion. Yuan Zuozong had already received his order and led an army of 10,000 snow dragon cavalry to catch up. When you come to Lingzhou City, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses such as Yugu Camp, Pipa Camp, Fengzi Camp, Longxiang Army and Tiefutu outside the city. False celestial phenomena are nothing. Wang Xianzhi will also hate Bei Ming when he comes. He misses Xu Xiao. Known as the massacrer in the world, what kind of scene has he never seen before? Just a few gangsters set fire to the prince's palace and smashed the yellow formation diagram with swords. How could someone like him be disrupted?
Lao Huang said: "Having said that, I think it is better for the two princes to go out for a while."
"Of course Huang Man'er is fine, but Nian'er's temper is a bit stubborn. If I hadn't asked Yao Jian to keep an eye on him, he might have gone to Wutong Garden to call the formation."
"No, Lao Huang, I know a little bit about the prince. Once he is sure that he can't be beaten, he will escape faster than anyone else."
"By the way, tomorrow's matter..." "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this minor injury will be no problem in dealing with Lao Kui from the bottom of the lake."
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A fire burned for half a night on Qingliang Mountain. Soldiers from the Yugu Camp and the Pipa Camp went into the city to put out the fire. Naturally, there was a lot of movement. Early in the morning, the steaming bun shop and wonton stall were crowded with good people, and they listened carefully. From the gossip in the palace, I heard some stories about the Chu people who failed to assassinate the prince, so they set fire to cause chaos, destroyed nearly half of the house, and killed many servants. The well-informed people got excited and described it vividly. The families of those maids who were killed were poor, their backgrounds were pitiful, and the Chu people's methods of violence were cruel. But the atmosphere at the scene was really that men were angry, women were in tears, and beggars on the morning shift were holding up broken bowls in their hands. , I want to donate the two clean copper coins I got from kowtowing fifteen times in front of a rich man’s carriage yesterday to the prince to rebuild his mansion, so that the Chu people can take a good look at it. Bei Ming cannot be defeated.
There is Lingzhou in Beimu, and there is Qingliang Mountain in the north of Lingzhou City. On Qingliang Mountain there is Prince Ming's Mansion. At the end of the palace is a flat lake, with a nine-story building built on the bank. Among them is placed Xu Xiao, who leads the Bei Ming Iron Horse to ride on the rivers and lakes. Various sects, big and small, plundered antiques, treasures and rare things. The most valuable among them were the martial arts secrets on the first and second floors, which attracted a lot of attention. Countless people from all walks of life came here to steal books, but most of them ended in failure. They either lost their lives or were imprisoned. Some people chose to seek refuge in Bei Ming and became slaves to the Xu family, such as Shu who obeyed Xu Xiao's orders for Bai Di Bao Pu Jue. Ashamed, Yang Qingfeng was willing to be a dog in order to feed gods and ghosts, and there was also a librarian in Tingchao Pavilion, who was affectionately called Grandpa Wei by Xu Fengnian.
One scene in Lingzhou City, and another scene in front of Tingchao Pavilion. It was completely unaffected by last night's storm. The unkempt Li Yishan clutched a handful of chess pieces and stood on the highest floor overlooking the battle below. His long gray hair was raised by the lake breeze. , randomly slapping his face, which turned sickly white due to not going downstairs for many years, He counted the chess pieces in his hand, there were five black pieces and three white pieces, and he looked at a man dressed in a horseman's uniform, standing on the roof of the waterside pavilion. He made a left move with a sword that weighed three kilograms, and a right move floated and swayed, hiding from the clouds, locking the sword at the bottom of the lake. Huang Zhentu, who has been in a desperate situation for more than ten years, is thinking that with one more sword, the outcome will be decided.
Sure enough, as he expected, the sword box shook again, and the Sun Yao Sword came out, sending Guanyin to the west in a snowstorm. Before the snowstorm appeared, the sword energy swayed, and he easily opened the old Kui's chain and the two swords hung on the ragged man with water drops. The Beimang swordsman was constantly overhead, with the Sanjin Sword and the Fushen Sword taking advantage of the situation to follow suit. The old man in the middle of the lake said "I'm not full, so I won't fight" and simply surrendered.
Li Yishan weighed the black and white chess pieces in his hand, took off the wooden stick holding up the window, and gently closed the papered window.
On the two-story building behind the waterside pavilion, the weak and pale-faced Blue Bird stood stubbornly on the verandah facing the lake breeze, quietly looking at Nangong servant who was hiding in white clothes and carrying two swords at his waist. He was looking at his house in shock. Prince Mukuro's son. In fact, she only knew about Lao Huang's extremely high martial arts. If Lao Huang hadn't taken action just now, she would have ended up fighting Lao Kui, even if her injuries hadn't healed yet, she might have died. Who calls her a dead soldier? Fighting for Xu Fengnian, winning for Xu Fengnian, and dying for Xu Fengnian are her life creed.
"Finished?"
The whistling lake wind brought a sound that was both playful and dangerous. The blue bird remembered the sound and hurriedly followed the sound. He saw that the lake was vast and sparkling, with no one near the shore and no one on the far shore. She suddenly looked behind her. On the eaves of the small building with red walls and black tiles on the left, there was a figure standing on the eaves with copper bells hanging on it. His scarf was in the air and his blue shirt was about to be lifted up. Sure enough, it was the figure who seriously injured her when they met in the evening yesterday, and who is now occupying the phoenix tree. The garden's Qingzhou forest explores flowers.
"It's my turn."
"Don't even think about it."
The blue bird gave a sweet screech, put its toes on the vermilion railing, used its strength to leap up, and pointed its finger like a spear, stabbing the uninvited guest who was flying diagonally behind him with his hands behind his back.
"My patience is limited."
But when he flicked his left hand, a faint flash of white flashed under his sleeve, and a volley of palm force broke through her spear force, and hit her chest firmly. The true energy entered her body, shaking her internal organs and breaking her ribs. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell into the budding rose bushes behind the building.
"Blue Bird!"
When Xu Fengnian saw this scene, he was heartbroken. He held up the hem of his bright silver brocade robe, revealing the white trousers and black boots underneath, and ran as fast as possible towards the woman who had guarded Wutong Garden with her life last night and now guarded him with her life.
Chu Pingsheng ignored the white fox's face as if facing a formidable enemy, and did not look at Beimang Lao Kui who was standing on the shore waiting for his meal. He tapped the ground with his right toe and landed steadily, still looking at the lake with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the waves in the distance.
"My father was killed, and just because Xu Xiao made an empty promise to help her kill Chen Zhibao, he was willing to be Xu Fengnian's maid and death soldier. I still can't figure out how avenging my father is connected with being a death soldier. If she He died protecting Xu Fengnian, who will go? Kill Chen Zhibao? Shouldn't we first achieve our goal and then repay the favor by dying? So, Lao Huang, does a woman with such a twisted mind deserve to live in the world? I always feel that if you kill one more, there will be one less idiot in the world."
Chu Pingsheng withdrew his distant gaze, turned around slowly, and raised his head slowly, still not looking at the reopened sword box three feet in front of him. The three swords, Fushen, Sanjin, and Bingdilian, were moving at the same time. The floating and sinking swords were outlined with deep cloud patterns; The parallel-pedicle lotus sword is broad and colorful, with a lotus-like handle; the three-jin sword is sharp and slender, suitable for women.
"I heard that your senior brother Su Mao, the Sword Emperor of Xishu, also died at the hands of Xu Xiao. So the question is, when you see him after death, how will you tell the story? This kind of assassination of the enemy, but in the end you choose to kill the enemy. I'm really curious about the journey of being a dog. Can you reveal it in advance? This way I don't have to worry about how to kill my troublesome father-in-law without affecting our relationship."
"Old Huang, kill him!"
A streak of white emerged from the green flowers behind the small building. Poor Prince Xu, his face and hands were pricked by the thorns of the rose branches, and they were covered with blood stains. However, he felt no pain at all, and there was a fire burning in his chest. , the seven emotions are mixed with sadness and anger. After traveling six thousand miles in three years, there has never been a day where I wanted someone to die as much as I did today.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Huang Zhentu pointed the sword wrongly, and the energy surged into the sky. He omitted sword one and sword two, and when he made a move, the sword seven picked up all the stars in the sky. Three swords swept across the sky, and the sword energy was emptied.
(End of chapter)