Chapter 78: Follow me and suffer injustice.
Jiang Jinshuang almost didn't hesitate, and followed the black shadows towards the observatory!
The star observatory is on the mountain behind the Royal Ancestral Hall.
If you wind up the rugged mountain road, you can even see the hazy empty mountains and pavilions in the night.
The observatory is built at the highest point of Nahou Mountain.
A pavilion was built at the highest point to provide shelter from the sun and rain. A tea table futon was placed under the pavilion. Beside the pavilion, a beautiful and tall pine and cypress blocked half of the moonlight.
The cold moonlight shines on the pine leaves, like frost falling on a sharp sword.
There's a coolness to it.
On the tea table under the pavilion, hot tea is simmering, carrying a faint fragrance of tea.
Made two cups of tea.
Zhao Yungui stood outside the pavilion, looking up at the starry sky under the night sky. Dressed in white and snowy, it was actually a bit brighter than the moonlight.
Suddenly, the wind moved.
The wind swept over his clothes and made his eyes flutter.
Zhao Yungui stood quietly on the spot without moving his eyebrows.
"The sword boy is not here, please help me deal with it, Your Highness."
Hey, call her again.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, but with a sharp look in her eyes, she picked up a pine branch at hand.
"Swift——"
It was the sound of scratching wind.
Jiang Jinshuang held the pine branch and stood in front of Zhao Yungui.
The next second, three or five men in black were holding cold swords, with stern eyes.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned indifferently: "Are you allowed to live?"
Zhao Yungui looked at the stars in the distant mountains.
"No need."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded after hearing this.
The pine branch in his hand was like a magical weapon, and he started fighting with those men in black without losing!
After a few rounds, the men in black were stabbed in the throat by Jiang Jinshuang and died on the spot.
Clean and crisp.
Jiang Jinshuang wiped the blood on her face, slowly broke the pine branch, took the twigs on top, and rolled up her long hair.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Jiang Jinshuang was a little curious: "Who does the Imperial Master have a grudge with?"
Zhao Yungui finally turned around and looked at Jiang Jinshuang, whose skirt was stained with blood: "There are countless people in the court who want to see the sky, and there are countless people talking about it."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded clearly: "It seems that being a national teacher is not that easy."
After chatting for only a few words, Jiang Jinshuang heard urgent sounds coming from the distance.
"Master Imperial Master, are you okay?"
The voice still had the tenderness of a young boy. A chubby little boy, holding a sword in one hand and panting, appeared in front of the two of them.
——It was the sword boy beside Zhao Yungui.
The sword boy saw Jiang Jinshuang at a glance, drew his sword instantly, and widened his eyes: "Bad, bad woman!"
Jiang Jinshuang made it clear that she knew this belated sword boy, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Zhengze, how are you talking? If it weren't for me, all the adults in your family would be dead by now~"
The sword boy known as "Zhengze" blushed and retorted unconvincingly: "You are talking nonsense! My family will not be harmed by a few assassins!"
Jiang Jinshuang especially liked teasing the chubby little sword boy. She held her chin and smiled: "Little Zhengze, haven't you ever been taught to repay kindness? Besides, how can you open your mouth and shut up and call a beauty?" What a bad woman, it really makes me sad~"
He looks like a young adult, very serious.
He could rarely defeat Jiang Jinshuang verbally.
Jiang Jinshuang's cheeks turned red after what she said, so she had no choice but to look at Zhao Yungui who was standing aside as if asking for help.
Zhao Yungui sighed, took out a square handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Jinshuang: "Wipe your face."
Jiang Jinshuang took it and wiped the blood off his face.
Zhengze snorted and lowered his head to dispose of the body without complaint.
"This has been the first batch in the past few days. Sir, why don't we return to Qintian Prison as soon as possible."
Hearing Zhengze say this, Jiang Jinshuang became interested.
She sat down in front of the tea table unceremoniously. The tea on the table had very clear tea soup.
It's tea three times.
Taking a sip of tea, Jiang Jinshuang blinked and looked at Zhao Yungui: "What did the Imperial Preceptor say recently that caused these people to assassinate him one after another?"
Xiao Zhengze frowned: "It's not because of Your Highness!"
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment and pointed at herself: "Me?"
"Zhengze." Zhao Yungui on the side put down the tea cup and interrupted quietly.
Hearing this, Xiao Zhengze wrinkled his nose unhappily, bowed and left after handling the body.
Jiang Jinshuang's curiosity was aroused: "Why is it because of me?" Zhao Yungui's eyes seemed to fall on the half pine branch Jiang Jinshuang threw at his hand.
She just broke off a pine branch to hold her hair up.
He lowered his head slightly and took another sip of tea: "Where is His Highness's sword?"
Why did he ask her?
Jiang Jinshuang knew that Zhao Yungui didn't want to answer, so she didn't press any more questions. She just frowned and reluctantly replied: "Give it away."
"Huh?" Zhao Yungui's tone rose slightly, his low and hoarse voice filled with doubts.
"After Uncle Ruiyang died, I haven't used the sword much," Jiang Jinshuang's eyes were faint, "It followed me and suffered injustice."
Zhao Yungui heard the words and stopped asking.
In the lonely night, Jiang Jinshuang looked at the low-hanging stars, as if he could reach them just by stretching out his hand.
"Master National Preceptor, can the celestial phenomena really predict the future?"
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Zhao Yungui said calmly: "Okay."
What a definite answer.
Jiang Jinshuang tutted: "The weather can't change?"
Zhao Yungui: "I have never seen it."
Jiang Jinshuang became interested: "I heard that the Imperial Master can use tea leaves to divine fortune?"
"Everything in the world can be a hexagram."
"Then the Imperial Master will do the math for me, what is Wan Jin's future?"
When Zhao Yungui heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly.
No one in the entire Wanjin Kingdom dared to ask him this question so straightforwardly.
There are too many karmic consequences to bear, and no one wants to be responsible for this result.
——Jiang Jinshuang is the first one.
Zhao Yungui pursed his lips slightly: "If you understand the secrets of heaven, you will be punished by heaven."
Jiang Jinshuang frowned: "I am not afraid of this."
Zhao Yungui sighed again: "The fate of ten thousand people depends on the hexagram. Is it possible for Your Highness to bear the consequences?"
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes, with a bit of a smile in her eyes: "Zhao Yungui, you really hope someone will ask you this question, right?"
The imperial masters of the past dynasties were proud of their destiny, and Zhao Yungui was no exception.
——Which national advisor doesn’t want to divine the fate of a country?
Jiang Jinshuang just gave Zhao Yungui a reason to make a prediction.
In other words, Jiang Jinshuang is willing to bear the consequences of divination for Zhao Yungui.
Even though his thoughts were penetrated, Zhao Yungui was not embarrassed at all
His tone was slightly colder: "If His Highness is unwilling, I will not take half of this hexagram."
It's giving her a chance to regret it.
But it's a pity that Jiang Jinshuang rarely regrets it.
"Account." She smiled.
Zhao Yungui lowered his head and took three pieces of new tea from the tea spoon on the side.
The tea leaves held in his hands fell.
"How?" Jiang Jinshuang asked.
Zhao Yungui frowned and said in a cold tone: "Dead end."
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly: "Literally?"
"Well, dead end."
Jiang Jinshuang sighed and chuckled.
She looked at the three tea leaves and couldn't see any mystery.
She reached out and turned over one of the tea leaves.
Zhao Yungui grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's wrist suddenly and said in a cold and deep tone: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Jinshuang smiled: "The Imperial Master just said that the situation is dead, and I am trying to break it."
Zhao Yungui spoke solemnly: "Your Highness, do you know what will happen if you try to tamper with the way of heaven?"
Jiang Jinshuang looked at him with a smile.
One of her hands was grabbed by Zhao Yungui's wrist, and the other hand was free.
She stretched out her hand and directly pulled down the gauze on Zhao Yungui's face.
Suddenly, a pair of cold and ascetic eyes appeared in front of her.
(End of chapter)