The mother and daughter enjoyed a moment of tranquility, Mu Qingrong combed Song Jin's hair and asked, "Ah Zheng, is there any new news?" “

Speaking of business, Song Jin hurriedly sat up from Mu Qingrong's lap, straightened his hair, and said slowly with a hint of shrewdness in his eyes: "I came to the news three days ago, the house in Guangqing County has been delivered, and the deed has been received; New identities and connections are also in place; The escort troops and subordinates are all ready for selection and training", Song Jin sorted out in an orderly manner: "The people of our Pavilion have also started to go out to collect news early, I think everything is going well, just wait for the news to come out, and our side can immediately establish the time for action." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The queen pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then pondered: "In this way, the preliminary preparations have been prepared, and within ten days, you and your master will go out of the palace, suspend all the external affairs of the Yunyun Pavilion, and scatter all the strength, mainly to collect the contacts between the Gul Dynasty and the Wei State, according to the intelligence collected in the past year, they may have reached some unanimous agreement against the Ning State, and we must act before the situation changes." ”

Song Jin answered without asking, she knew that every time the queen mother in the deep palace deduced some unbelievable conclusions through fragmented information, no matter how incredible the conclusion sounded, it would always be ruthlessly verified after a while.

It's not that she hasn't wondered about her mother's background, but everyone says the same, the queen mother is the widow of Mu Lin, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy of the Fanjing Dynasty, who died in the civil strife that year. The whole family was slaughtered by the rebels, and only the only bloodline that the wife desperately held out before her death was found by Emperor Ning, who had just ascended the throne at the time, and married as the queen.

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Two nights later, King Ning's Palace.

One or two stars hung lonely in the night sky, and the whole palace fell into a kind of empty silence, only a small part of the lights were still on, and the east and west harems that should have gone to bed had already rested, and those who could not sleep were still tossing and turning.

Today's Emperor Ning did not announce any concubines to serve, but feasted guests in the Hongyan Pavilion in the former court.

A team of guards had just patrolled from Emperor Ning's study, when they saw the moonlight penetrating through the window suddenly flickering, and a pair of white hands poked out of the roof of the study, grasping the eaves with both hands, and then a dark shadow appeared above the eaves.

Turning over, jumping, and landing, the whole process did not make a sound, and the man in black was already standing in front of the door of the study. I looked left and right, and when I saw that there was no one, I gently pushed open the door of the study, dodged in and disappeared quickly.

After the man in black entered, he went straight to a drawer of the desk in the room, took out a night pearl from his sleeve as he walked, carefully tugged at the sleeve with his fingers to cover the excess light, and used the bead to shine on the contents of the drawer.

In the middle of the drawer is placed a round texture of Hetian mutton fat white jade seal, the upper part of the jade medal is engraved in the shape of four flying dragons, and the bottom is engraved with four vigorous fonts - "Daqin Tianjiao".

The man in black secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this thing. He carefully raised his hands, took out a blank blue silk cloth scroll from his bosom and spread it out, gently sighed at the mutton fat jade medallion, and then slowly pressed it heavily on the lower left corner of the cloth scroll.

The purpose has been achieved, the man in black put away the cloth scroll, leaned on the window and looked out for a while, and when he saw that there was no problem, he gently opened the door and quietly closed it, and everything in the study was calm as if nothing had happened.

Out of the study, the black-clothed man's dantian condensed slightly, slightly raised, a few dodges, appeared a few zhang away, and soon came to a high palace wall, leaned over to listen to the movement on the other side of the wall, after a while, took a three-clawed iron hook from the back waist, aimed at a tree not far from the wall, a slight force, the iron hook made a slight sound of breaking the air, and simply wrapped around a thick branch on the tree.

Seeing that the rope was wound, he looked up at the distance, and then tiptoed a little, his body rose from the ground, flying half a foot high, when he was exhausted, his right hand pulled the rope of the iron hook hard, and his body continued to swing upwards by taking advantage of the momentum, and his toes tapped lightly on the wall, and then he turned over and gently landed outside the palace wall.

After landing on the ground, he turned his wrist, looked back at the light on the other side of the wall, laughed meaningfully, and quickly turned and ran away without stopping any longer.

The man in black leaped all the way over the wall, chic and smooth, flowing and smooth, and his martial arts background was extremely profound.

I didn't meet any people along the way, and after shrewdly avoiding several waves of patrolling guards, just as he was about to pass through the Wangchun Garden next to Mingle Lake in the center of the palace, and was about to return the same way, he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming this way, and turned his head to look, only to see a group of people walking in at the door of Wangchun Garden leading to the imperial study.

The man in black cursed and hurriedly hid behind the bushes.

This movement is short and fast, clever and coherent, and it doesn't take a breath to go back and forth. There was a lot of noise around, and at night, staring inattentively, almost no one noticed.

But this time it didn't seem so lucky. From the moment the group entered the garden, the every move of the man in black had fallen into the shrewd eyes of the group of people.

"Oh, our Ningguo Wangchun Garden, as soon as spring arrives, it becomes a good place, very beautiful! General Ming's suggestion of walking and eating is really just right! Haha......"

Chen Yue, the middle man of the military department, touched his greasy mouth and paced the main road, shouting loudly.

"Chen Lang will pass the award, but when everyone is drunk, they are worried about the bright and refreshing early spring of Wangchun Garden, which is a famous scene inside and outside, but the whole folk are singing about it." A man dressed as a literati shook his head slightly and said with a light smile, this person's face is clean and refreshing, his body is Yushu Zhilan, and his eyes are like the spring water of a famous lake, it is the Ming general Mingyi in Chen Yue's mouth.

"Spring Japan is the season of recovery of all things, and today's spring rain has moistened a different kind of pure and beautiful. I just saw that the jade pear blossoms over there are very cute, this year's days are good, even the pink pears that do not bloom on weekdays have bloomed this year. ”

He stood in the lamplight, looked around, and smiled gently, like a son of a family who went out in spring, so that people couldn't associate him with the commander of the elite "Yuanming Army" of Ningguo, the hereditary loyal Muhou of the second grade.

"Hey—General Mingyi's words are wrong," Chen Yue retorted with wide eyes and as if seriously, "I'm a big old man, and I have the honor to see it when I am promoted by His Majesty, and I have never heard of such a good place before." ”

Ming Yi glanced at him with a faint smile, but did not speak, but turned his head to a middle-aged man surrounded by everyone and pleaded guilty: "Your Majesty, the distinguished guests are here, and after the feast, the ministers and others are all a little drunk, and I hope Your Majesty will not be surprised." ”

Ming Yi looked at the emperor who was in the center like the stars and the moon, wearing a vermilion brocade robe, the cuffs of the brocade robe were narrowed, the sleeves concealed more than a dozen cloud patterns, the rings were exquisite, the shoes were embroidered with dragon patterns, the outline of his face was angular, and his eyes swept over the majesty of a perennial person who was in a high position and flowed naturally.

Emperor Ning Song Yucheng listened, smiled and waved his hand slightly, "I know what you are, the widow will not pursue Yu Er and the others, but as long as King Jing doesn't think you are rude." ”

With Emperor Ning's words, everyone's eyes naturally focused on the figure that had been silent from beginning to end.

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned forward quietly in the bushes, and saw a group of people stopping at the most beautiful place on the stone path in the garden to enjoy the flowers, which just blocked most of the view.