The only thing that can be predicted in this world is that the world is unpredictable.

City of Light.

Months of hard work have often made Bu Yangchen sad, but today, he finally smiled.

Xue Xinzi sent news from the North Underworld that his youngest son, Bu Yangming, had woken up.

When he rushed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, his youngest daughter Bu Yangnan was standing on one foot in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he didn't know when he erected a high wooden stake.

Bu Yangnan's two arms kept waving to keep her balance, her body was covered with dust, and her arms were blue and purple, so Bu Yangchen had to stop and look at her.

"Nan'er, what are you doing here?"

"The dance master can even stand on one toe for hours. Bu Yangnan said as he concentrated on maintaining balance.

Bu Yangchen couldn't help but laugh, "My precious daughter, can you tell me which toe he uses?" he teased her.

"Any one of them will do. Bu Yangnan was a little unhappy with this question. She jumped from her right foot to her left foot, and Bu Yangchen was secretly surprised that she hadn't fallen, and she shook back and forth a few times, and finally regained her balance.

"Do you have to stand that high?" Bu Yangchen asked with a frown, "You can't change to a low stake, at least you won't fall when you fall." ”

"The master said that sword dancers should not fall," she continued after taking a breath, "and the master also said that you can only practice the artistic conception of actual combat if you are higher, and you can't make an appointment with your opponent to duel in a safe and comfortable environment." ”

"Okay, master, don't forget that I'm your father," Bu Yangchen knew that this little daughter liked to dance with guns and sticks and had a stubborn personality like himself, so he had to go with her, and then he said, "Your brother is awake." ”

"Really?!" Bu Yangnan was so surprised that she almost fell off a high wooden stake, and she said while dancing her arms wildly, "Father, this is really good, will my brother come to Guangming City to live with us?"

"I'm afraid it's going to take a while, he'll have to recover first. ”

Bu Yangnan jumped down from a high wooden stake, like a flying bird, but she was still unsteady on the ground.

"What will my brother do when he grows up?"

"Nan'er, your brother is still young, he still has a lot of time to find answers, and now, we just need to know that he will live. ”

"Will he still be able to ride a horse and climb the bell tower in the future?" asked Bu Yangnan.

"No, I can't. Bu Yangchen knows that good intentions are a lie after all, "One day he may be able to occupy a high position and become an important minister of the court, but he will no longer be able to climb to a high place." Bu Yangchen couldn't help but feel sorry for his youngest son, he could no longer run with his wolves, and he could not roam the high roofs and walls of the North Underworld.

Thinking of this, Bu Yangchen couldn't help crying, and he hammered his fist heavily on the pillar.

"Then can I be an important minister of the imperial court?" asked Bu Yangnan.

"You?" Bu Yangchen's face improved slightly, and he regained a smile and said, "You will marry an important minister of the court, or a lord of the family, and manage their territory, and your future son may be able to become an important minister of the court." ”

"I don't want that," Bu Yangnan said dissatisfiedly, "Sister Lin will be like that, I don't want that kind of life." After Bu Yangnan finished speaking, he rubbed and jumped on the stake.

Bu Yangchen sighed helplessly, leaving her behind.

As soon as he entered the house, Bu Yangchen took off his sweat-soaked silk shirt, and just as he was about to wash his face, the subordinate on duty came over, "Master, Bai Jingting, the head of the internal guard, asks to see him." ”

"Invite him to my study. "Bu Yangchen commanded. He had a deal with Bai Jingting eighteen years ago, and the two had an interesting "duel", but he didn't want to be a minister in the same hall now, but since he entered Guangming City, Bai Jingting is still the first time to come to the door.

"Master, Lord Bai Jingting said that it was for you, let you ......" The subordinate didn't dare to continue.

"What about me?" asked Bu Yangchen with a cold face.

"Let you talk outside the door. When the servant finished speaking, he lowered his head.

"Hmph. Bu Yangchen snorted coldly and strode out of the door, wanting to see what tricks Bai Jingting wanted to do.

As soon as he went out, Bai Jingting was wearing a black cloak, like a black sword standing at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow in his heart.

"Lord Bai, dare to ask for any advice?" Bu Yangchen asked.

A smile flashed on Bai Jingting's face, "Don't dare to advise, please ask Master Buyang to follow me to meet someone." ”

"See whom?"

"One must be the one you think about for a long time," Bai Jingting didn't make it clear, he stuffed Bu Yangchen with a cloak and said, "Please be wronged by Lord Xiangguo, be sure to wear this dress." ”

With Bai Jingting's identity, there is nothing to do, there is no trivial matter to go to the door, although Bu Yangchen hesitated, he still listened to his words, put on a cloak, put it on his head, and quietly walked forward with Bai Jingting.

Bai Jingting, the leader of the internal guard, led the way, both of them wearing cloaks and covering their faces, one after the other entered a tower, descended a winding staircase, passed through a small dilapidated courtyard, and walked along the deserted wild road.

In these remote and deserted places, you can still see the traces left by the Moyi family who ruled the city in the past, and the black portrait of the black bat can be seen from time to time on the broken wall, after all, the Moyi family built this city and ruled for thousands of years.

"Where are we going?" Bu Yangchen couldn't help but ask in a place where there was no one around, "What kind of reputation are you doing?"

"Lord Sangkoku, at this moment I am leading you into the dungeon, preparing to torture you day and night and then cut your throat with a sword, and finally ......" He turned his head and glanced at Bu Yangchen, then quickened his pace, "Finally, I will build your body in the wall, and no one can find it." ”

"Hmph," Bu Yangchen also quickened his pace, "I guess you've been thinking about this moment for eighteen years. ”

Bai Jingting smiled lightly, "Hehe, Lord Xiangguo, I'm not so careful, Mrs. Zun is waiting for you." ”

"Bai Jingting, you have made a big deal with this trick, Ke'er is in the Northern Underworld City eight hundred miles away, how can he be here?"

"Oh?" Bai Jingting's gray-green eyes flashed with interest. "Then this person's disguise technique is really extraordinary, but there is one thing that Lord Xiangguo must know is that you have lived with him for the last eighteen years of her life, and I have lived with her for the first eighteen years. So I'm not going to be mistaken. ”

A trace of displeasure flashed in Bu Yangchen's heart and slowed down.

"Either you come with me, or I'll keep her for myself. Bai Jingting didn't look back.

He had no choice but to follow quickly and warily. I wondered when the day would end, and he was a man of paramount integrity, and had no interest in these scheming.

But Bai Jingting is just the opposite, this person who has read thousands of books and killed generals from the bloody wind and sword rain, power tricks and conspiracies are simply commonplace.

At the lower end of the staircase was a heavy door made of wooden planks and iron bars, and Bai Jingting raised the latch and waved his hand to Bu Yangchen to enter, at which point Bu Yangchen found that they were on the cliff next to the harbor river, soaked in the afterglow of dusk.

"We're out of the city, didn't we go through the gates?" said Bu Yangchen.

"I found out so soon, my Lord Xiangguo is not easy to deceive," Bai Jingting's tone was joking, "It must be the damn sunset who told the secret." ”

"How many other ways can you sneak into the City of Light?"

"Lord Xiangguo, I can't tell you that you won't march from here with your wolf warband. ”

Bai Jingting was climbing the hollow of the rock wall to go down, and before he got down, he raised his head and said, "I doubt that you can go down, don't fall to your death, otherwise Murong Ke will never forgive me in this life." Then he vanished.

Bu Yangchen looked at the rock wall for a while, the river was a dizzyingly high distance from him, but this seemed to be eighteen years later, Bai Jingting had given him a war letter in a different way, no matter whether Murong Ke was below or not, he couldn't retreat.

It's a silent confrontation between men and men.

He had no choice but to go down, and the cliff was carved into a shallow hollow that you could not find unless you were a carver.

Finally, he finally reached the bottom, next to a narrow and muddy waterfront path, and Bai Jingting was lazily sitting on a stone and waiting boredly.

"Bu Yangchen, are you old and useless?"

Bu Yangchen didn't bother to pay attention to him, there was no one else next to him, but there were two horses prepared.

It seems that he was still succeeded by this Bai Jingting's "plot" today, and he had already calculated that he would follow today.

stepped into the dust and got on the horse, urging the horse to follow behind Bai Jingting.

Finally, Bai Jingting stopped in front of a crumbling-looking three-story wooden building.

The light from the window stood out in the fading twilight, and the sounds of men and women frolicking could be heard.

A red lantern hangs at the door to indicate that the place is open to welcome guests.

Bai Jingting quietly dismounted, followed by angry steps, he rushed off the horse and grabbed Bai Jingting's chest with both hands, "This is a fucking brothel," he pushed Bai Jingting back two steps, "You ran such a long way, just to bring me here?"

"Your wife is here. Bai Jingting had no resistance, his face expressionless.

"How could my lady be in such a place," Bu Yangchen slammed him against the wall, "maybe I should have slaughtered you eighteen years ago." ”

"Bu Yangchen, this is the safest place I can think of, maybe you should lift your clever head and see, I warned her not to get too close to the window, you know, she always didn't pay enough attention to my words. ”

Bu Yangchen let go of Bai Jingting, stepped back and looked up, the dim candle shadow on the third floor was a familiar figure on the window.

Bu Yangchen was a little embarrassed, but Bai Jingting straightened his clothes without care, "Come with me, also, your expression is frivolous, don't look like a prime minister sitting upright, if you are recognized, Guangming City will definitely be a sensation." ”

They walked into the house, through the crowded hall, where a woman with heavy makeup sang obscene tunes, and a flamboyant woman in a light shirt sat on top of the benefactor and coquettishly behaved.

Bai Jingting was full of spring breeze, and from time to time he touched a few handfuls of women who passed by, and the women threw their eyebrows and scolded each other.

The two ran to the third floor and through the cloister.

The door opened, and it was Murong Ke, who rushed over as soon as she saw Bu Yangchen and hugged him tightly.

"You're really here. Bu Yangchen whispered in surprise.

"I'm finally safe," Bai Jingting said and closed the door, "I'm glad you two know each other." ”

"My madam, what are you doing here? Ming'er is not awake?" Bu Yangchen asked incomprehensibly.

"Awake?" Murong Ke opened her mouth in surprise, obviously she hadn't received the news yet, but she was still worried in addition to the surprise, "Wake up, this matter is not over yet." ”

"Why?" Bu Yangchen asked, and only then did he see the linen cloth wrapped in Murong Ke's hand, her red scar that had not yet healed, and a few stiff fingers that could not be extended.

"Are you hurt?" he took her hand and examined it repeatedly.

"God, it's a sword wound, what's going on?"

Murong Ke took out a dagger from his body and handed it to him. "Someone is going to use it to claim Ming'er's life. ”

Bu Yang looked up violently, "Is there such a thing?" but...... Ming'er is only eight years old?"

Murong Ke began to tell all kinds of pasts, until Bai Jingting told her that this dagger was now owned by Qingqiu of the Qingqiu family.

After she finished speaking, Bu Yangchen sat quietly at the table with a dagger in his hand.

The wolves saved himself, and there was no doubt that they were right to adopt them.

"Qingqiu has a sick dagger?" Bu Yangchen repeatedly silently recited, this is too unreasonable, if Bu Yangming was plotted when he had an accident, but Qingqiu was sick and was resigning from himself at the time.

"Why did he want Ming'er's life, Ming'er even told me before the accident and had a very pleasant chat with the lame man of the Qingqiu family, and it was I who was sick with Qingqiu when Ming'er had an accident. ”

"Yes, Prime Minister, you yourself are the best witness to Qingqiu's illness and absence, and the ugly ghost of Qingqiu's illness has really taken his strategy to the extreme. Bai Jingting said leisurely on the side.

Bu Yangchen got up and paced back and forth around the room.

"Could it be that the Qingqiu family wants to attack the Buyang family? I just rescued them, why didn't they come at me?"

"Don't forget, fifteen years ago, it was the people of the Qingqiu family who killed the Bat King of the Dark City, and now, the new emperor has half of the bloodline of their Qingqiu family, and you are in the City of Light, which is the only obstacle for them to control the imperial power. Bai Jingting said.

Bu Yangchen didn't believe his words, but because he did help, at least the meeting between the couple was facilitated.

"Let's be alone for a while. Murong Ke said to Bai Jingting.

Bai Jingting stood up knowingly, and said to Bu Yangchen, "My lord, you have to collect money to open a room here, you had better hurry up, otherwise the prime minister will be suspected if he has been missing for too long." He stepped out and closed the door gently, "I'll wait for you by the horses." ”

Seeing Bai Jingting leaving, Bu Yangchen turned to face his wife, "I need you to hurry back to the North Underworld City and tell Fei'er to dispatch two thousand archers in the Beiwang Canyon, which is enough to ensure that no soldiers can reach the North Underworld City intact, and also to collect grain, grass and horses, and ensure that the defenders are sufficient." ”

"Horse material?" Murong Ke thought that Master Su had reported to him about the horse material, and he reprimanded him rudely.

"Will there be a war?" Murong Ke asked nervously.

"I don't know, ma'am, but I'm not so pessimistic," Bu Yangchen had to be relieved by her, and he put his arms around her.

"For thousands of years, even the Moyi clan has not been to the north, and you are safe there. ”

"What about Ming'er's matter, our evidence is conclusive, is it cheaper for the ugly ghost of the Qingqiu family?"

"Evidence, my wife, even if what Bai Jingting said is true, if Qingqiu is sick and says that he has lost or stolen this dagger, how should you reply?"

"This ......," Murong Ke was speechless for a while, "What about you, let's go back to the Northern Underworld City together?"

"No, madam, I always wanted to go back, but not now," Bu Yangchen increased the strength of his arm and hugged Murong Ke tightly.

"I have to stay and play this masquerade with them, and continue to pretend that nothing happened, whether it was my father's murderer back then or my son's murderer now, they will pay the price. ”

"Hmm. Murong Ke also pressed hard and hugged her husband hard.