Chapter 27 Gu Yueming
The feather arrow carried the force of creating the world, passed through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, and accurately entered the neck of Han Wu, the commander in front of the palace.
Blood splattered and Han Wu, who was focusing entirely on checking the traces at the scene, shook his body and fell to the ground.
"Master!"
The Imperial Guards immediately surrounded him and called out to Han Wu. As for the ordinary people present, they were all frightened by this sudden change. After a moment of silence, they either exclaimed, moved closer, or were so frightened that they hid far away.
Qiu Heng, who was hiding in the tree, used this short moment to get off the tree and hide behind the thick trunk.
At this time, some of the Imperial Guards reacted, pointing in the direction from which the arrows flew, and shouted: "Over there!"
A part of the imperial army rushed towards the big tree. While they were looking around, the figure hiding behind the tree quietly blended into the group of people.
These forbidden soldiers all wore the same clothes, with armor on the inside and wide-sleeved short shirts on the outside. Qiu Heng was wearing the same short shirt on the outside.
This wide-sleeved blouse was the uniform of the Imperial Guards. When Qiu Heng was exploring the small buildings by the Xiangsha River at night, he happened to see Shun Hui.
The forbidden soldier did not dare to announce that he had lost his military uniform while visiting a brothel, which made it easier for her to act today.
In fact, if you look closely, there are differences. Qiu Heng wore an ordinary robe under his short shirt, not an armor suit. But when people are panicking like this, the dense forest blocks the light and sight, which is enough to fool them.
Qiu Heng followed these forbidden soldiers and ran deep into the dense forest. He fell at the end without leaving a trace and quietly changed direction. First, he retreated slowly, then ran away after gaining some distance.
The route had been planned long ago. The sound of wind in her ears and the stinging pain of branches and thorns on her body could not affect the girl running in the mountains and forests.
She ran all the way to the edge of the cliff and stopped.
According to the normal route, it would take a long time to reach the place agreed with Fangzhou, and it would be impossible to avoid the search by the forbidden soldiers, and this was the shortcut.
She has walked all the way from the top of the cliff to the bottom of the cliff and back to the agreed place. It is difficult and dangerous, but it is the path she must take.
After taking a short rest, Qiu Heng jumped directly.
There was a tree growing horizontally a few feet down. It fell for a short time, and a pair of hands tightly grasped the branch. More branches scraped against the girl's arms and body, scratching her clothes and skin.
Further down, there were protruding rocks, and there was a platform that could only be stood on with one foot. When there was no leverage at all, Zhong Qiuheng took out his dagger and stabbed the stone wall hard, making an uncomfortable stabbing sound. , thereby slightly slowing down the fall and finding a new place to borrow strength, and finally reached the bottom of the cliff.
All this is a long story, but it actually happened in just a short moment. To Qiu Heng, it seemed like a long, long time had passed before her strength was exhausted.
She just lay on the cold, hard rocks, looking up at the sky.
The sky has darkened, and the incomplete moon hangs quietly in the sky, looking deserted.
Qiu Heng didn't feel cold.
She could feel the heat of the pain. After using her blood to gain success, even the smell of blood that floated into her nose became fragrant, even more wonderful than the incense she made.
This is the first one.
In front of the palace, Han Wu was in command.
The girl with countless scratches smiled brightly at the lonely moon in the sky.
At this time, Han Wu was being rushed to the city for treatment, and most of the Imperial Army returned to the city. As for Han Ziheng's few friends, they didn't dare to talk about their loyalty and followed him back in despair.
I dare not not reply, even Han Dianshuai was assassinated!
As a result, there are not many people left in Daishan to look for Han Ziheng and the gangsters. It was too risky to search for people in the mountains after dark, so these people could only find shelter to rest for one night and wait for dawn.
Han Wu died before he could hold on until he entered the city. When he returned to the Han Mansion, the imperial doctor examined him and shook his head repeatedly.
He is a doctor, not a coward.
Of course I didn't dare to say these words, so I could only say "sorrows".
The whole Han family was crying. Although the palace door was locked, the news was still delivered.
After being locked up, it was time for singing and dancing in the palace. The incense was curling up and the dancing girl was enchanting. After hearing the urgent report, Emperor Jingping suddenly stood up and walked out.
Concubine Yu who was accompanying the emperor showed surprise on her face: Han Wu, the commander in front of the palace, is dead?
That night, I don’t know how many people couldn’t sleep.
The next day, groups of forbidden soldiers appeared on the streets, controlled the city gates, and rushed outside the city, causing panic among the people and various speculations.
In Yongqing Bo's Mansion, a carriage stopped outside the Chuihua Gate. The carriage driver, Lao Zhang, saw Fangzhou coming holding the sixth girl wearing a curtain hat, and jumped out of the carriage to say hello.
The girl wearing a curtain hat nodded in response, and Fangzhou helped her get into the carriage.
Mother Wang gave a bag of red bean cake to the coachman and blocked the boarding and alighting area: "I've been bothering you lately. Please try the red bean cake made by Fangzhou."
The coachman smiled broadly: "You're too polite. Isn't it the right thing to do for the masters? If nothing else, the snacks made by Fangzhou are really delicious..."
The two were talking, and Fangzhou shouted: "Qingluo, hurry up."
Mother Wang waited for the coachman to finish a piece of red bean cake and said with a smile: "Then I will get on the coach too."
The driver stuffed the remaining red bean cake into his arms and raised his whip.
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In the carriage, the silence was suffocating.
Fangzhou lifted a corner of the car curtain and quietly looked out. When he saw those menacing officers and soldiers, his heart beat rapidly.
At this time, the news of Han Wu's assassination had not yet spread widely.
Fangzhou squeezed the sweat from his palms and thought about all kinds of things: Did the girl kill Han Ziheng? Did the girl successfully evade the search? Will the girl show up at the appointed place as promised?
Fortunately, the exit from the city went smoothly. The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate focused all their attention on the carriages and pedestrians entering the city.
This is the reason why the girl asked her to go to Daifuku Temple today - after realizing this, Fangzhou suddenly gained confidence.
The carriage is getting further and further away from the city, and getting closer and closer to the appointed place.
"Uncle Zhang, stop for a moment, the girl wants to breathe."
"Okay." The coachman stopped the carriage on the side of the road.
Fangzhou helped the girl get out of the car, and Wang's mother started chatting with the coachman again, so as not to let him notice how many people were getting off the car.
The mountain forest was quiet and the trees were towering into the sky. The two of them came to a big tree with a canopy like a canopy.
A tree like this is nothing in this mountain forest, but next to it grew a semi-annual red tree that was not very common in the capital city.
When they arrived at the agreed place, Fangzhou didn't dare to shout, but took the girl's hand and looked around.
There was movement from above. They both looked up and saw a person sliding down the trunk of the tree.
Fangzhou was startled at first, but when he saw the man's face clearly, he beamed with joy.
It's a girl!
Qiu Heng signaled the two of them to be silent and began to take off their clothes.
The girl next to Fangzhou took off her curtain hat, and the sixth girl in the coachman's eyes turned out to be Qingluo.
Qingluo and Qiu Heng are similar in body shape. The maids in Lengxiangju are jealous of the girl's closeness to Qingluo, thinking that Qingluo's temperament makes the girl happy, but they don't know that this is the real reason.
Qing Luo also took off her outer clothes and wore a maid uniform similar to Fang Zhou's. Because I always wear a hat when I go out, my bun is the style I usually wear without changing it.
The coachman chatted with Mama Wang for a while, feeling that it had been a little long, and subconsciously looked in the direction Fangzhou and his wife left.
When the girl said she wanted to go get some fresh air, it was actually a euphemism for convenience, but she was still a little worried after being away from the deep mountains and forests for a long time.
"Fangzhou and Qingluo are both with us -" Wang's mother pointed her finger with a smile on her face, "That means you are back."
Qiu Heng, who was wearing a curtain hat, walked closer, nodded to Mama Wang, whose lips were trembling slightly, and was supported into the carriage by Fang Zhou and Qing Luo.
(End of chapter)