The next day, Xiao Yu was impeached on the grounds of "leaving Beijing for no reason and disturbing the court's program."

Five or six officials of the fourth and fifth grades detailed the search of the mansions of the important ministers and the unauthorized departure of his guards from Beijing with his guards in the past few months, and his words were quite sharp and passionate, and he was not afraid.

Looking at the thousands of words sprinkled on the fold, all the trivial things that are written on weekdays are inconsequential, but they try to find out the mistakes, and the dissatisfaction with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is overflowing.

The text is also analyzed in detail, and the "criminal evidence" is complete, as if he knows all about His Royal Highness the Prince's every move, and it is more like coming prepared and bound to win.

Even the saint, who had not asked about the government for a long time and did not care much about his crown prince, frowned tightly after reading these notes, and his face was gloomy.

Above the court, Wu Youzhen, the head of the cabinet who stood at the head of the civil and military officials, quietly showed an unfathomable smile.

Everything was going according to his plan.

Even if Xiao Yu designed to uncover Hongyu's identity and hold his biggest handle, he still had the ability to turn the situation around and grasp the Holy Hearing as quickly as possible.

The handsome young man in a crimson gold court dress was always unmoved, he quietly listened to the impeachment of the courtiers, and did not refute it, but just stepped forward with a pale face, and bowed down to the chief of the present.

The crown prince was willing to bear the responsibility for his crimes, and offered to forbid himself for self-examination, and at the same time was willing to hand over the power of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to appease the anger of the courtiers.

The saint muttered for a long time, and allowed it in court.

No one stepped forward to intercede for the prince, which shows that the prince is already unpopular.

When he was about to retire from the court, the sentence that the saint asked intentionally or unintentionally made the courtiers look sideways, and it also made Wu Youzhen, who was secretly observing all this, more determined in his heart, and his smile deepened.

Sheng Shang took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I heard that the prince insisted on leaving Beijing this time, ignoring Lunchang, just to find a young man named 'Meng Heng'?" ”

When the young man heard this, his face changed, and his brows couldn't help but lock deeply.

"I don't know what kind of character and style this person has, and he can attract the prince to look for him regardless of his own safety, which can't help but make me a little curious."

The young man took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his uneasiness, calmed down, and replied: "There is nothing special about Meng Heng, and Erchen's departure from Beijing this time has nothing to do with him, but he heard that there are spiritual objects and spiritual grass on the holy mountain in the west, and he wants to find it so that he can dedicate it to the saint." ”

Hearing this, the saint was silent, only sneered for a long time, stood up and brushed his sleeves away.

Wu Youzhen, who had taken in the expression of the saint, also smiled contemptuously, looked the young man with his eyebrows tightly locked up and down, and walked away with his sleeves thrown up.

A group of courtiers followed closely behind, and they came out of the main hall one after another.

Only the young men remained in the temple.

Xiao Yu stood up leisurely, walked out of the hall, and slowly shook his head in front of Li Qing, who had a worried face and wanted to speak.

*

Over there, Wu Youzhen was very determined.

After the next dynasty, he did not leave the palace, but the old god turned to the emperor's Qianyuan Hall on the ground and informed the palace people to ask to see him.

After a while, he received permission from the Holy Lord, and he was allowed to enter the temple.

Wu Youzhen's bottomless eyes revealed a look of pride and pride, and his gaze turned and fell on the saint who was sitting and talking with Lao Dao.

The saint had already taken off his imperial robe, and was only wearing a coarse green robe, dressed as a Taoist priest, his face was pale, and his eyebrows showed a deep state of exhaustion.

However, this young man did not notice it, and there was a faint look of interest in his eyes.

Wu Youzhen smiled and stood aside without disturbing.

The old Taoist glanced at Wu Youzhen vaguely, and then the conversation gradually stopped, and between breathing and breathing, he got up and saluted: "Your Majesty, today's sermon will be here for the time being, and I hope Your Majesty will not be tired and rest early." ”

He turned around and stepped back, and when he passed by Wu Youzhen, he lowered his head and laughed darkly.

But the saint did not realize it at all. His gaze was empty and indifferent, as if it was filled with a thin layer of shadow, and his mind was also wandering away, and the internal organs in his body only felt empty, as if he had been taken away by the old way.

This is the feeling that always wells up after the conversation between the Holy One and the Taoist Master.

It's empty, but it's wonderful.

The Taoist chief told the sage that this was due to the fact that his cultivation was still shallow, and he needed to further cultivate his self-cultivation and cultivate his temperament, refining qi and replenishing yang.

"Your Majesty?" Wu Youzhen looked at the sage whose eyes were gradually regaining clarity, and said with a low smile: "The minister has obtained another elixir this time, and I am here to present it to Your Majesty." ”

"This elixir is a seven-seven-forty-nine day retreat of the Immortal Dao, specially refined for His Majesty, if Your Majesty takes it, not only can it be blessed to the sky, prolong life, but also can make great progress in cultivation."

As he spoke, he took out an ebony carved box from his sleeve and opened it before the saint.

There was a pill lying in it with a glowing white hue.

The saint's eyes flashed slightly, he reached out and took the box, twisted the pill with two fingers and examined it carefully.

But it looked slightly different from the Yuanyang Dan he usually served.

Wu Youzhen seemed to see the sage's question, and calmly explained: "This pill is called the Closed Yin Pill, because the benefits are several times that of the Yuanyang Pill, so the appearance and color are slightly different. ”

The sage waved his hand, and his gaze fell on Wu Youzhen leisurely: "You don't have to be like this, when did I doubt your words?" ”

After speaking, he took the Closed Yin Pill in his mouth, raised his hand to pick up the warm tea offered by the palace maid on the side, sent the Dan with water, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

After a short time, I saw that the saint closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of brightness.

Wu Youzhen smiled on his lips, said a few words of humility, accepted the sage's reward, then bowed and said goodbye, turned around and walked out of the Qianyuan Palace, and left the palace with confidence.

But I saw that the old Taoist who had just talked to the saint suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and turned into a fiery fox in the darkening night, jumped in a few steps, and jumped into Wu Youzhen's carriage.

But no one found out.

Wu Youzhen looked at the woman in red who suddenly appeared in the carriage and smiled gloomily.

It turned out that this woman was none other than the red jade who had disappeared and could not be searched by the prince's group.

They only knew that Hongyu had a close relationship with Wu Youzhen, and how could they have known that the immortal Taoist who often went in and out of the palace hall at that time was dressed as Hongyu!

Wu Youzhen stared at the woman's puzzled expression, and said faintly: "Fortunately, you didn't show your flaws in front of the saint, otherwise even if I have the heart to protect you, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to preserve." ”

Ruby clenched her fists and remained silent.

"Forget it, I underestimated them this time, I didn't expect that Xiao Yu's kid actually broke through the strategy of you and me in advance, but he was taken into the army. At this point, Chen Tingwen must not stay anymore. ”

"Second, I didn't expect Meng Heng to be a creative person, but he was very different from you and your sister." When he said this, he glanced at Hongyu meaningfully, and seemed to smile rather than smile.

Hongyu pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help but snort coldly: "Creation? I'd like to see if he can create like that in the future. ”

"I think he just borrowed Xuan Yulang's momentum that day, and now that he is in the capital, I wonder if he can still rely on that demon art to run arrogant? Regardless of these, now that I have a perfect plan, as long as this person is brought out, presumably Meng Heng has the ability to reach the sky, and he has to be defeated. ”

There was a vicious intent in her eyebrows when she spoke, and when Wu Youzhen saw this, she showed a smile, and a shrewd look crossed the corner of her eyes.

*

Different from the intrigue above the court, after Meng Heng returned to the Meng Mansion here, he looked around at the empty house, quite uncomfortable, and immediately decided to take simple and brutal measures to rescue the little demons who were still captured and imprisoned.

It is said that after Meng Heng's sudden disappearance, the mansion was left unattended for a while, and Xiao Yu always sent someone to sweep the court and take care of it carefully.

The new bamboo in the courtyard stands neatly in several rows, the emerald green bamboo leaves shine in the sun, and there are a few clusters of white begonias in the flower bed by the pool.

But there was not a single person left in this courtyard.

However, the boy Wei Yaozhang, who was adopted by Meng Heng, was lucky to escape because he lived alone in a room that day, and his breath was weak, and he was later discovered by Xiao Yu and brought back to be raised.

As for Luo Yun, the raccoon demon boy and others, Xiao Yu was also powerless, knowing that he must have been taken away by the monster, but he couldn't find any trace of the monster at all, so he couldn't save him for a while.

But Meng Heng could feel the breath of the goblin.

The demon's breath is connected, and the fox demon is particularly sensitive, coupled with Meng Heng's acquisition of the art of qi refining this time, it is different from before, when he can only passively sense the demonic qi.

He stood in the middle of the court with his back straight, gently closed his eyelids, and stretched out a lingering wisp of closed yin qi that floated in the air and passed away with the wind.

After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes again, as if he had gained.

It's just a long way away, and to know its exact direction, you have to rely on something else.

He took out the spirit stone given by Xuan Yulang from his arms, and with the help of his mind, he carefully felt the flow of breath in it, and after a while, he raised his eyebrows and withdrew the spirit stone.

It is located in the northeast.

He glanced at the rabbit spirit who was watching him eagerly, hooked his lips and smiled, and the two of them drove a carriage and led another to go out together.

Only when he went out to get into the carriage, he heard a very slight sound behind him, but in an instant, it disappeared and disappeared again.

Meng Heng was relieved, but he didn't notice it, and drove away indifferently.

Northeast of the capital. Different from the beautiful forest in the southern suburbs, the scenery is very different only one Yan Mountain away. The road is strange to the cypress, and the cold wind shuttles, adding a bit of cold atmosphere.

Meng Heng followed the instructions of the spirit stone all the way, and after a short time, he stopped in front of a hidden courtyard.

Sure enough, there was a bloody and demonic aura rushing to the face.

He frowned, turned over and jumped out of the carriage with the rabbit spirit, and with a little spiritual power in his palm, he pulled the lock and pushed the door in.

The rabbit spirit couldn't help but pounce on Meng Heng, hugged Meng Heng's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "She caught us here that day and tortured-tortured-tortured in every way, I felt pain when I thought of that day, fortunately Meng Heng, you came." ”

"But you have to be careful, maybe the red jade will pop out of nowhere!" As he spoke, he arched into Meng Heng's arms again.

Meng Heng patted the rabbit spirit boy in his arms soothingly, but he couldn't help but be a little suspicious in his heart.

The other party should have expected that he would definitely find this place after returning to Beijing, and he should have set up a lot of precautions here, but he was able to enter so easily now, and there was no one in this courtyard to guard it.

He frowned slightly, put aside the hesitation in his heart for a while, and according to the memories of the rabbit spirit, he slammed open a door, and it was indeed a tragic scene as far as the eye could see.

The "prisoners" who were driven by various torture tools had been tortured to the point that their faces were indistinguishable and their flesh and blood were blurred, and they had suddenly lost their minds, only immersed in this low cry of pain, and they didn't even notice that Meng Heng had broken in.

Instead, the rabbit spirit was a spirit, and he rushed over with tears in his eyes, awakening them to a trace of sanity.

All the demons looked up at the comers, and when they saw the handsome young man standing at the door, they were a little sluggish for a while.

Another change of thought, that is, the crying shook the sky, and tears were repeated.

Tears hit the wound, and there was a sharp pain, but they couldn't care about it at this time, and their hearts were only overwhelmed by a piece of sourness and surprise.

Compared to Hongyu's cruel methods, even if following Meng Heng meant being manipulated by his hypnotism from time to time, it was too gentle and comfortable.

The corners of Meng Heng's mouth provoked a helpless smile, walked over and transported the spiritual power one by one, helped them untie the bundles, and ordered the rabbit spirit to feed them the herbs they brought, and for a while only heard a voice of gratitude from the goblin's mouth.

Only Luo Yun, who was imprisoned here together, was already dying, unlike the goblins who had cultivation as a body protector, his life was already hanging by a thread.

Meng Heng squatted down to probe Luo Yun's pulse, sighed lowly, took out a porcelain bottle, and dripped the blood of Yuanyang that he had refined in advance down Luo Yun's chapped lips.

Seeing Luo Yun waking up slowly, Fang put his mind at ease, and the rabbit spirit and the rabbit spirit carried everyone to the carriage half-helped and half-lifted.

When everything was cleaned up and they were about to leave the courtyard, they saw that the forest path that was still empty at the time of arrival was filled with officers and soldiers at some point, blocking their way.

Meng Heng looked at the two people led by him and raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

"Brother Ren, you can see with your own eyes this time, Meng Heng has really colluded with that monster, he is no longer the same Heng'er as he was at the beginning!" The flamboyant-looking woman leaned on the man's side and slowly spat out a sentence.

When the man heard this, his already sad eyebrows were even more bleak and sad.

He helped the woman forward a few steps with some unsteady steps, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and then slowly turned his head, looking at Meng Heng with deep eyes.

"Meng Heng, don't kneel down yet!" The man shouted angrily, and the hand buried in his sleeve trembled slightly.

Meng Heng's eyes narrowed, and he stood in place, without moving.

"You rebel!" Meng Ren was angry, and he pulled out the waist knife of the guards on the side and was about to swing it at Meng Heng.

Meng Heng sneered, secretly borrowed a trace of spiritual power from the spirit stone, and flicked the cold glittering knife to the side without moving. With a "bang", the knife bounced a few times, and finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Meng Ren was shocked, he looked at the young man in disbelief, and involuntarily took a few steps back, but he had to believe it, and when he came back to his senses, he was even more angry, and his sorrow came from it, and he couldn't help but point at Meng Heng and scolded: "You are already possessed by demonic qi and have fallen into the evil way, today I will kill my relatives in righteousness, and I can't allow you to run rampant!" 166 Reading Network