Chapter 1: Strange Things

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This year's snow fell a little too early, and there were still many days before the end of the year, but the snow was like a flood unloading the floodgates, burying the entire Duliang City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There are a few sparse figures walking on the street, and the restaurants, teahouses, and Yixiang courtyards that used to be lively are all ajar with their doors open, and only a few figures are shaking in the door, and occasionally there are some sounds.

A green canopy carriage suddenly drove all the way from the West Corner Gate, startling the few sparse figures who hurriedly shrank into the corner, and only cursed a few times in a low voice when the carriage was far away.

The scolding is nothing more than the owner of the green canopy carriage, who has become such a big official, but acted so despicably.

The carriage stopped all the way to the east gate of the Shang Li Palace, and a wizened arm stretched out from the carriage, holding a black and shiny waist plaque in his hand.

I only heard the heavy sound of the iron door grinding on the ground, and when the iron door was fully opened, a thin old man came out of the green canopy, wearing the purple round-necked narrow-sleeved robe of a second-class official, and a fish-shaped Hetian jade pendant hung on his body.

He looked up at the three characters of the east gate, fell into a deep thought, and had a dark smile on his face.

That kind of laughter, how can no one who has done despicable things laugh.

Gonggong Huang came out of the imperial study, rushed to this side unhurriedly, and saw the prince and young master Zhang Qing who had arrived at the door stunned for a moment, he remembered that he came here from Yuyang, not to mention it would take three or five days, how could he arrive so quickly!

Gonggong Huang stepped forward and said, "Young Master Zhang has been tired all the way, and the Holy Master is already waiting in the imperial study, and he also asks Young Master Zhang to go with the minions." ā€

Zhang Qing put away his smile and saluted casually, and said with some disdain in his tone, "Grandpa Huang, can you see Yi Chitose when you come?" ā€

Gonggong Huang's face was cold, "Young Master Zhang suddenly asked if Yi Qiansui was okay, if not, he should hurry up with the slave to meet the saint." ā€

Zhang Qing snorted coldly in his heart, if he hadn't heard the sudden change in the rumors in the palace, he wouldn't have hurried back in two days and one day.

It has been three years since he left this Duliang, but he didn't expect that in just three years, the chief eunuch who followed behind Huang Gonggong had turned into Yi Chitose.

Speaking of which, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Shang Liguo has only produced two Chitose in total, and the first one is Naye Chitose, but unfortunately he has been dead for more than ten years; There is also one term, this Yi Chitose!

But this Yi Chitose should not have reached the age of a weak crown yet!

Zhang Qing sighed in his heart, but he didn't stop and followed Gonggong Huang all the way to the imperial study.

After the little eunuch went in and paid homage to Saint Nanhao, Zhang Qing stepped in, he put away the look on his face, bowed his head and knelt down to salute, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live." ā€

On the golden silk nanmu table, Sheng Nanhao put down the half-turned fold, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qing and picked it up again.

Gonggong Huang had retreated behind Sheng Nanhao, although his face was calm, but he had been thinking about one thing in his heart.

This matter is that not long ago, Yi Ye Tude was promoted from a chief eunuch to a thousand years old.

The word Chitose bears a lot of weight just from the word, and even when he salutes the Queen Mother, it is only the Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!

As soon as he thought of seeing her in the future, the chief eunuch who was the only one who followed him a few days ago was his turn to lose his place in front of her in a blink of an eye.

It wasn't until he read the recital twice before and after that that he put down the recital and said, "When you come back from Yuyang, you must have crossed the Qujiang River from the waterway, do you know what happened to the Qujiang River recently?" ā€

Zhang Qing suddenly remembered the dark shadow of that night, that night the boat he hired sailed quietly on the river, he was disturbed by his dreams, so he got up and went to the board to blow the wind, but suddenly found that next to the boat he was in suddenly there was a small boat, the boat was narrow and slender, sailing on the water as fast as lightning, only a blink of an eye to sail in front of them, just when he was secretly puzzled, there was a loud noise in front of him, the sound was still in his ears, the boat had broken into a few pieces of driftwood, and together with the driftwood was a large fluttering black shadow!

When their ship sailed by, they realized that the large black shadow was actually a group of people dressed in black and black faces, but they were all half-floating on the river with their heads down, and there were forty or fifty people in that black shadow!

Zhang Qing still feels unbelievable when he thinks about it now, he can't imagine that there would suddenly be so many people on such a narrow and slender ship!

The strangest thing is how the ship could suddenly burst into a violent way!

"Back to the emperor, the minister was standing on another boat, but before he could react when he heard a loud noise, the boat had broken into a few pieces of driftwood, and there were a group of black-clothed corpses floating on the river!"

"Didn't you see anything else suspicious?"

"The minister felt that this matter was suspicious everywhere, although the minister couldn't see the real thing at that time, but he could roughly see that it was a narrow and slender small ship, how could such a small ship fit so many people?"

Saint Nanhao muttered, "I have already handed this matter over to Yi Chitose to deal with, so you just stand here and listen to what she will say?" Huang Gonggong, go and ask Yi Chitose to come over? ā€

Huang Gonggong hurriedly responded, turned around and walked out of the imperial study.

Zhang Qing waited for Huang Gonggong to go away, and his heart was still difficult to calm down, and the shock brought to him by the word Yi Chitose was too great.

He remembered the letter sent by his son, which only had two sentences written on it, either to win over Ichitose, or to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Their Zhang family, who has been the young master of the prince for generations, is highly respected, needless to say, but their life's work is to help the prince successfully ascend to that position, so as to bless the Zhang family to continue to grow.

But now, Yi Chitose has become a heart disease for them, and this heart disease can be cured with medicine, or it can only be cut with a knife, as for whether it is cured or cut, everything depends on whether Yi Chitose knows each other.

"It's here."

"Come in."

Huang Gonggong pushed open the door of the imperial study, waited for Yi Ye to enter before following in, and retreated to stand behind Sheng Nanhao.

Yi Ye raised her head and saluted, only halfway through her walk, she was called out by Saint Nanhao, and she straightened up unceremoniously.

The corner of his eye swept to Zhang Qing, who was standing aside, constantly looking at himself, and then replied with a greeting, "When did Young Master Zhang return to Duliang, he said goodbye that day, but he hasn't seen him for a long time!" ā€

"It's rare that Yi Chitose still remembers it, and it's been three years."

Three years ago, she was only twelve years old, and she had nothing to do with Young Master Zhang, but this was just a scene, and people who were officials were rarely allowed to say such nonsense!

"How did you find out about Qujiang?" Saint Nanhao's tiger eyes opened, and the essence in his eyes flashed straight towards her.

Those who are familiar with the look of Saint Nanhao's eyes know that he can't wait to know the result, if the result is not what he wants, the end will not be good.

Yi Yefeng's eyes moved slightly, the exact time of the incident in Qujiang happened last night, and when the emperor handed it over to her, it was almost noon today, and only two hours have passed now, why is the emperor so anxious to know the result this time?

However, although she only checked for less than two hours, she didn't find nothing, at least she now has a clue in her hand, and if she digs down the clue, she is likely to have a big harvest.

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