The night breeze was quiet, and the sultry heat on June's head stuck the entire Cuiwei Palace, but the Lingbo Hall was a cool place, all thanks to the big river that flowed through the outside of the Lingbo Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The river flowed slowly, the night wind was almost completely absent, and the entire Lingbo Hall was silent in such a dark night without wind and waves.

Feng Ling took a lute from the wall, she hadn't played it for a long time, and the timbre was biased, but she had already played with the strings in a low voice before nightfall.

In the lonely and dreary night, a string sound of "Zheng" suddenly sounded, and through the river outside the Lingbo Palace, it instantly pierced the night sky and spread out to Cuiwei Palace.

Feng Ling's fiddling with the pipa is not good, she was originally stubborn with Suo Liangyin, she didn't care about the fingering of that skill, she only wanted the sonorous string sound to be transmitted as much as possible through the waterfront terrain of the Lingbo Palace. Therefore, the southern tune "Mulan Ci" in his hand became more and more sonorous and blunt.

This song really lived up to expectations, penetrating the quiet night of Cuiwei Palace, and drifting out in a whirlwind, and there were really many people who heard this song.

Some of the old palace people who knew some old things were frightened, and secretly told each other, all of them Mrs. Yinghua played the old song and came to pick up the saint in person. Some people even swore that they had seen the vermilion robe with their own eyes, and the Yinghua lady with white phosphorus and fine armor galloped across the white hoof, and the rumors were panicked for a while.

Ashina Miku, who lives in the Bamboo Shadow Pavilion, also listened to this song, he only felt familiar when he first heard it, and he heard it somewhere in a trance, but he only thought it was a palace person playing with it, and he didn't care. Later, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, how could someone be so bold in the national funeral and dare to make music in Cuiwei Palace, he couldn't help but pay attention and listen carefully for a while.

Diffuse the coarse rhythm, like the pipa, when I hear it, I can't help but laugh at the rough technique of the person who plays the strings. But the more he listened to this tune, the more he wondered, and it was clear where he had heard it. This tune is special, and it must not be heard during feasting and rejoicing.

The summer night was hot, and Mi Jie was idle, so on a whim, he followed the sound of the pipa and walked a little bit to find it, until outside the Lingbo Palace, and the two guards stopped it.

"There are palace dependents living in it, and it's night, so it's inconvenient for foreign men to enter, so please forgive me from the county uncle." One of the guards of the martial arts hugged his fists and apologized, and one of the probes sent Mi Shot out.

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and the diffuse shot was somewhat disappointing, since it was a residence for female dependents, it was naturally easy to make a mistake, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Aga...... Aga! Suddenly there were several hurried calls from the hall, which were not really heard because they were a little far apart. Mitsu couldn't help but stand still, holding his breath to listen.

"Ga, it's me, Iler!" There were several more urgent voices from inside.

Mi Shot's eyes widened, he could hear that it was the voice of the wind spirit, Jiang Cai's tune, in the past, she was a maid, and when she sent him back to the west, she played a few times on the way to relieve his boredom, and she couldn't help but listen to it.

At this time, Feng Ling knew that he was coming, but he didn't welcome him out inside, which was already very strange, but she deliberately spoke Turkic again, and even her own name was only Turkic, and she listened to her call and panicked, which was unusual.

Mi Jie immediately turned around and said to the two guards, "Is there a palace family living there?" How do I sound like a Turkic woman? Isn't there something very obscure......"

The guard hurriedly bowed down and hugged his fists: "How dare you, the county uncle is too worried, it is really for the palace family." ”

"There are people who speak the vernacular to invite me, but it is not my Turkic custom to ignore them. If you two feel inconvenienced, I will not enter the main hall, but only say a few words outside the hall. Ignoring the half-pushed and half-obstructed by the two, Mi Shot strode into the courtyard of the Lingbo Palace.

The two guards were very embarrassed, not only for fear of offending the county governor of Pyongyang, but also for fear that he would let go of the important people who were locked up inside. The two glanced at each other, and had to follow closely.

When Mitsui arrived at the door, she couldn't call the name of the wind spirit, so she followed her own name and called "Yile" twice.

The wind spirit inside the door was like a person who was dying of thirst in a large sand moraine suddenly encountered a water source, rushed to the door, still speaking Turkic dialect, and hurriedly said: "Brother, brother, save me!" ”

Mitsu was shocked, "It's really you!" More than a year ago, the princess of the late King Yan came from Chang'an to look for me, and she told me that you were married to General Yan, and I thought that when I came to Chang'an, I would definitely ask for the wine you owed, but now this situation ......" He flicked the big lock on the door a few times, "How did you teach people to lock in this palace?" ”

"Brother, do you know where General Yan is now?" Wind Spirit leaned at the door frame and looked out through the crack in the door, and saw the consternation on Miko's face.

Mi Jie glanced at the two guards by the stone lamp in the courtyard, and saw that they looked confused, and thought that they could not understand the Turkic language, so he said with confidence: "Helu, that thief, when he heard that Taizong had died, he raised an army to break away from the Tang Dynasty, and repeatedly committed crimes on the border of Tingzhou, and he was ready to move. The new emperor sent General Yan to Tingzhou to shock, and he had been gone for some days, and his feet were in a hurry, and he was about to arrive in Tingzhou. ”

Xingye let out a low "hey" in the door, leaned closer to Feng Ling and whispered: "Why didn't my General Daoyan come for a long time, I left Beijing to rebel." ”

Although she said softly, she could hear it clearly, and secretly counted the days in her heart, and exclaimed: "How many days have you been teaching people to lock up, and you don't know that General Yan was ordered to leave Beijing to quell the rebellion?" Which one is it, Brother will ask for an explanation for you! ”

The wind spirit looked through the crack in the door at the two guards and asked Mitsu, "Brother come and speak. ”

As Micha approached the door, the guards became vigilant, their eyes fixed on his every move.

"This matter is a long story, I have to get out in the future, and then I will talk to Brother Brother, the most important thing now is to ask Brother Brother to save the wind spirit and escape." She glanced at the guards, and saw their posture, as if they were about to leave at any time, so she hurriedly said: "When Brother Elder sees the new emperor, ask him for a favor, and ask the wind spirit out, whether it is a maid or a concubine, Brother will look at it." At present, Helu is not alive, and he still needs his brother to restrain him in the western Xinjiang, and the new emperor encountered this incident at the beginning of his ascension to the throne. ”

Mi Jie was silent, and Feng Ling was afraid that he would not respond, so he begged earnestly: "Ah Yan is not in the capital at the moment, if Brother Ah does not help in this matter, Feng Ling's life will probably not be left for Ah Yan to return." I beg Brother to see that for the sake of being with Ayan's comrades, and having a bloody friendship with the wind spirit, don't shirk it. ”

"It's not that difficult, it's just ......" Mitsu looked apologetic, "I have to wronged you again, and I will be a servant again." Besides, now that you are married to General Yan, this name is ......"

"When did Brother twerk more than the Wind Spirit?" Feng Ling said briskly: "Feng Ling was doing business in Shazhou back then, and the bad name festival was too little, right?" In a hurry, Ayan does not account for these. ”

Mi Jie paused, and no longer hesitated: "Okay, Brother will answer you." You hold on for a few more days, waiting for my news. ”