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It is rumored that there is only one thing in the world, and that the only one has been permanently damaged due to overuse, which means that the power of this artifact is also limited and will be depleted.

But the four core members of the group all know that there are actually two of them.

One of them had indeed lost its usefulness, and was now in the dark room of the Lord's Palace, where it had been opened as a specimen, waiting to be copied by the Master Forger.

As for the whereabouts of the other small box, the theory is somewhat vague, and the most reliable theory is that it may be in the hands of two people, one is the emperor and the other is the ruler. But no matter which of the two is the most accurate, it won't be in Wu Shu's hands, right?

But on second thought, it's not impossible.

The emperor lived in the palace, originally lived in a simple place, there were many towers outside, thousands of forest guards walked and patrolled, and there were several big internal masters around him. When today's son fought from the northern Xinjiang, his martial arts were not weak.

As for the commander, although he is in the officialdom, whether it is the height of the temple or the distance of the rivers and lakes, he has already given him the title of Martial God. He had reached the pinnacle of martial arts with his natural physique, and if he had faced those two 'masked' killers just now, it could be said that he could smash a few iron knives with his bare hands without the special texture of the black 'color' gloves.

Whether he wants the box or not, for his personal safety, the importance of the matter is even more insignificant.

But even if this method of exclusion is used, no strong evidence can be obtained that this box is necessary to be obtained by Wu Shu.

Didn't Wang Chi always want to 'touch' through the secrets of the Beiyan military? This thing should be 'handed over' to the four groups of foreign groups stationed in Beiyan in order to play the greatest role.

But it has remained in Kyoto...... This may indicate that there is a matter or person in Beijing who, in Wang Chi's opinion, is more important than the military secrets of the Northern Wild Goose, and needs to borrow the special power of this thing to take care of it.

So what is this thing or person?

This thing or person seems to come from the huge mansion with the "Song House" plaque. From the perspective of Rongshu, the architectural structure of this house exceeds the needs of the private houses, and is close to the establishment of the Commander's Mansion, and if you look at its internal framework, as long as the personnel are properly arranged, this house already has self-guarding fortifications.

Leaving the alleyway, Rongshu stepped into a more prosperous street market, where he was accustomed to thinking in a noisy environment.

And when he just thought about the Song Mansion, a place that is a private house on the outside and very mysterious on the inside, he suddenly smelled a strange smell, and saw a little beggar in ragged clothes suddenly approaching in front of him.

It's not that he thinks the person in front of him is dirty, it's just that because he has been doing spy affairs for so many years, Rong Shu has long had a sense of vigilance and consciousness that no one should approach, even if it is a native of his country standing in front of him, a hard-working child who is obviously preparing to beg. Rong Shu stopped in time before he was about to wipe the edge of his clothes with the child, and while taking a step back, he had already examined the eyes and limbs of the little beggar in front of him as quickly as possible, and it was not difficult to find that this was a beggar who came with something.

It's not very common.

When he met Rong Shu's gaze, the little beggar's eyes shrank obviously, but the hunger in his belly reminded him that if he obediently did what the person who had taken him away just now, not only would he not have to eat the rancid bread tonight, but he would probably be able to eat a fragrant meal of braised 'meat' noodles.

Anyway, it's not a difficult task, it's easier to get started than stealing a knife of 'fat' fat on the 'meat' stall of shop B 13 in the East Market!

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the little beggar took out a broken bowl hidden under the tattered sleeve and stretched it out to the place where Rongshu's line of sight could see the bottom of the bowl vertically. Although he had plucked himself up in his heart, his outstretched hand was still a little trembling. While stretching out the broken bowl in his hand, he also said cowardly in the same slightly trembling voice: "Your lord, you can do well, reward a penny, the little one has not gained anything for two days, and he is almost too hungry to stand up." ”

Rong Shuben 'wants' to throw a penny out casually, a penny is really nothing to him, not to mention that he is still a child in front of him who is easy to attract pity. However, when his eyes fell on the bottom of the bowl and saw a few distorted strokes, like words and symbols, his face suddenly changed for a moment, and then he said in a cold voice: "I listen to you and you are 'quite 'smart', not like you are so hungry that you can't stand up, I am most tired of beggars who can deceive people in my life, you get out!" ”

As soon as the word "roll" came out, he seemed to wave his hand at random with anxiety, but accurately threw the broken bowl in the little beggar's hand to the ground.

The little beggar's bowl was also an inferior porcelain bowl that others didn't want, and it was thrown over on the street paved with hard bluestone slabs, and it was suddenly shattered. Because the force of the impact was strong enough, even the coarse porcelain bowl made a relatively crisp sound, causing a few close passers-by in the lively street market to turn back frequently.

The little beggar watched as the guy he was eating was shattered, and the shadow of the fragrant 'meat' piece in his mind was shattered almost at the same time, and a sour feeling suddenly surged in his heart, turning into two lines of tears bursting out of his eyes, and two white lines dripping on his dirty face. He sat on the ground and cried.

At the entrance of the shops that were closer, there were already a few people pointing and counting in this direction, and they seemed to be talking in a low voice.

Without having to listen closely, Rongshu could also guess what those people were talking about.

This little beggar didn't know that many years ago, the Rongshu he just called "noble master" was also a cheap life. At that time, he was begging in the streets at a weaker age than this little beggar, and the white eyes and spits of the hardships he had endured were piled up, and he had walked far more than one city under his feet. So although he later lived a life where he had 'meat' to eat, he could no longer grow in size, and his physique only stayed in the position of a teenager.

Cheng Xu, who has had such an experience, of course, deeply remembers that even at the top of the 'chaotic' world more than ten years ago, although passers-by were tired of beggars, they were not so annoyed that Cheng Dù threw bowls. This seems to be a latent norm that is naturally formed by a social mentality. But it is such a rootless rule, just like a farmer cherishes seeds, and a merchant cherishes silver, so that people naturally abide by it.

However, at this time, Cheng Xu silently firmly believed in his heart that he had to smash this little beggar's job.

Because of the strange words written at the bottom of his bowl, if he left the bowl, his life might not be saved. Or tonight when he begged for half a bowl of cold porridge to be eaten in this broken bowl, or when he returned to his shack and waited for the man who had instructed him to do so, his life would be gone.

He still has some patience for this little beggar, maybe he has escaped this mixed fortune today, and will have a better chance in the future.

As he threw up his sleeves and left there, he couldn't help but say one more thing: "Go and find the man who taught you how to beg!" ”

After this sentence, the little beggar suddenly remembered that if he couldn't get it here, he could go back to the person who ordered him to do it. While that person may be more ferocious, it may at least not be as mean and stingy as the person in front of him.

Wiping his tear-filled eyes, the little beggar found that the wicked man who had just dropped his job had disappeared like a ghost among the pedestrians. Thinking back to the short and thin figure of the wicked man, the little beggar snorted hatefully, and muttered in his heart: Look at that guy is a stingy guy!

Standing up slowly, the little beggar looked at the broken bowl that was broken into slag, and felt a little reluctant in his heart, but he had no ability to do anything to remedy it, so he could only leave with his mouth flat.

On the way back, full of reluctance but full of strength, the little beggar hoped that the man who had taught him to do this had not left, and that he would have time to rush back and successfully ask the man for something.

At this time, of course, he didn't have any extra thoughts, nor did he have enough vigilance to feel that the wicked man did not go far, and he did not know when he came back, and followed him all the time, to a corner of an alley.

In the densely populated areas of Kyoto, there are many narrow alleys like this formed by the proximity of the two courtyards, but the little beggar is confident that he is coming back from the wrong location, and he is familiar with every street corner of this place...... No, he could even pat his chest and say that he knew these corners better than the patrolling soldiers who walked through the streets. The swaggering soldiers used to walk only on the streets, and like him, they often used the corners of the walls to shelter from the wind as a place to rest at night.

But when he returned here, he was extremely sad to find that he seemed to be back a step too late.

The man was long gone, and where he had stood, there was not a single silver bounty left as he had expected.

Maybe the man had gone out with him just now, and then he saw the scene of the wicked man smashing the bowl, and he thought that he had not done what he was told, which angered the wicked man, so he was also annoyed and left without a reward.

Imagining this scene in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and he shouted "Hey" a few times into the empty alley, but the response was only a faint and short echo, and it was not long before the last glimmer of hope in his heart was extinguished, and he finally began to cry again.

Rong Shu followed the little beggar all the way to here, and at this time he was standing outside a wall, and he didn't see the person he wanted to see in this place, but he lowered his eyes and pondered.

He could make out the strange words at the bottom of the bowl, and he knew what those characters meant, but it was this that puzzled him.

Why should the plan be cancelled at short notice?

When he was only six hours away from the planned action, he suddenly received an order to cancel the plan, which had to make him doubt the authenticity of the order. So he followed the little beggar here, just to meet the person in person, and he had to ask this person face to face to dispel his concerns.

But this hair probably predicted that he would do it in advance, so he didn't give him this chance.

Just as Rong Shu hesitated and waited for a moment, and was about to leave, he suddenly heard the little beggar crying loudly and suddenly scolded loudly: "Even beggars are deceived, you wicked person, sooner or later you will be punished!" ”

Hearing the word "retribution", Rongshu smiled silently.

He lived a tortuous life for twenty-six years, often in a situation where he worked too much and got less, and the last thing he believed in was a providence.

He has reason to believe that only when people are weak or desperate will they pious their wishes on the will of God, but the wishes of the weak and desperate are often as illusory as the will of heaven, and it is difficult to achieve reality. However, no matter what people ask of God, Providence never seems to respond, so people often think that Providence has acquiesced and has an expectation in their hearts rather than no hope at all.

But Rongshu has worked hard for many years, and he will only be more determined to believe that whether it is life or survival, the most reliable is still in his own hands. Whether it's creating wealth for yourself or giving to others, it always feels deeper to do it yourself.

At the moment before leaving this place, Rong Shu finally left a trace of pity for the little beggar, took out a small coin string made of ten copper coins from the money bag, raised his hand and threw it high.

The string of money flies very high, so when it falls from the air and falls right in the middle of the alley, it is difficult for the people in the alley to tell which direction it was thrown from.

The little beggar picked up the string of money that fell at his feet and smashed it with a crisp sound, and his eyes couldn't help but freeze when he was crying, and he thought he was crying so badly that a phantom appeared in front of him. And when he wiped away his tears and identified the ten strings of money again, his tear-stained face suddenly burst into a happy smile again, and said in a strange voice with a slight cry: "Ha, it turns out that God will really drop money, and the matter of pie falling from the sky is not unexistent." ”

Just as he was about to pray for Providence to smash him with this kind of money a few more times, he heard a voice coming from an unknown direction: "If you do something like this today in the future, I will kill you." ”

This cold and phantom voice was handed by Rong Shu with a trace of internal strength, and it was directly delivered into the ear hole of the little beggar without leakage, stabbing his heart and his body trembling.

When the fear that seemed to sprout and spread from his heart gradually faded, the little beggar suddenly screamed, tightened the string of money in his hand, and ran out of the alley as if he had been bitten by a vicious dog.

……

Half an hour ago, the 'masked' woman, who had escaped from another dark alleyway, dressed herself up as a girl selling 'chicken' eggs, carrying a bamboo basket covered with a piece of broken 'flower' cloth on a blue background, and walked all the way without stopping, and none of the 'chicken' eggs were sold.

She didn't come out to buy 'chicken' eggs.

She soon came to the big 'gate' of a small house, but she glanced at the two 'gate' servants guarding the 'door', and the two immediately recognized her, and immediately bowed slightly, spread her right hand and made a "please".

She strode in without hesitation.

In the main hall of the main house of the small house sat a 'girl' of about 30 years old, and this 'girl' had her black hair meticulously combed and neatly arranged at the back of her head, which proved that she had married a 'woman'. But her face is still beautiful, her pupils are black and white, there is no wrinkle at the corners of her eyes, and the skin on her face is as delicate as a young 'woman'.

But her 'spirit' at the moment was obviously a little tense, so her sitting posture was very upright. There were four maids standing beside her, but she didn't call one of them to pinch her shoulders and beat her legs. Even the cloud 'spring' tip in her hand was only taken when it was handed by the servant, and then it was held in her hand all the time.

Her well-trimmed nails were delicately smeared with 'color' and 'bright' 'flower' oil, which was originally to add a little brightness to her hands, but at this moment, these pair of ten fingers seemed to be able to cut the white porcelain tea cup out of blood.

Looking at the young girl who was kneeling in front of her feet with a piece of broken 'flower' cloth with a blue background, and listening patiently to her finish the matter, a wave of anger rose in the eyes of the noble woman's accustomed to showing 'showing' suppleness.

The noble lady suddenly slapped the tea cup in her hand on the table beside her, and regardless of Sven's identity, she slapped the tea in the cup more than half a foot high, and a few drops even splashed on the fair and delicate skin of one side of her cheek. The four maids standing behind them were all so shocked that their bodies trembled, as if the tea was forcibly held on their hearts by their own masters.

After a while, the four of them were frightened, and one of them was the first to come back to his senses, and noticed that the table was full of water stains, and some drops had been splashed on the master's face, so the maid said softly: "Master, the slave and maid serve you to clean your face." As she spoke, she had already removed the gentle silk handkerchief from her waist that had been steamed with fresh 'flower' spices, and was ready to wipe off the water stains on her face for the noble lady.

Unexpectedly, her hand holding the silk handkerchief was only halfway stretched out, and she was swept back by a noble woman's backhand.

"Stay on the side!" She was finally able to hold some of the foundation of self-cultivation and 'sex', and she didn't directly say the rolling word. After a slight pause, she immediately snorted: "You guys, all go and stay aside!" ”

"Yes..."

The four maids standing behind the noble 'woman' looked at their faces with expressions of worry for their masters, but who knew what they actually thought, and they were mostly afraid to avoid them.

The sound in the house was loud enough that the two guards standing at the gate could of course hear it, and they immediately retreated far away on their own and went to the front yard to wait. The people inside and outside the house were scattered, leaving only the noble 'woman' and the 'girl' with the 'flower' cloth on her head.

The noble 'woman' sat on the chair, because of her anger, her breath was already 'chaotic', her 'breasts' couldn't help but rise and fall, and it seemed that she couldn't sit still.

The 'woman' who knelt at her feet lowered her head, and when she went out today, she caused a lot of trouble, not only delaying the time to come back for nearly an hour, but also making the master wait for so long in this humble courtyard, and almost 'exposed' the line! She had no intention of getting up until she received the pardon.

After gasping for a while in silence and annoyance, the noble 'woman' calmed down some of the flames burning in her heart a little, looked at the 'woman' kneeling in front of her feet, and said with a lingering trace of hatred in her voice: "I didn't expect that there would be such a day when you would change the words of this palace without the permission of this palace. Qingxia, you have disappointed this palace too much! Do you know that by doing this, this has made Hongu's heart ache more than anger. ”

The palace people who have served Concubine De know that Concubine De has two palace 'women' who are more relied on, and these two palace 'women' are almost close to each other, and they are favored by Concubine De and no one else can replace them. As for the reason why Concubine De treated these two people so differently, the old lady in the palace who understood them well understood very well that they were indeed irreplaceable, because one of them walked in the palace for Concubine De, and the other was a pair of eyes that Concubine De placed outside the palace.

To be more precise, compared with the personal 'waiter' and 'woman' in the main palace, Concubine De should rely more on the green summer outside the palace. Not for anything else, it seems that it is because Concubine De is holding something outside the palace, and it is inconvenient for her to 'operate' directly, and in the distance between the palace and the outside of the palace, it is all up to this person to stabilize the long line.

Concubine De is the noble 'woman' sitting in a private house in front of her, who is angry and has a broken demeanor.

And the young 'girl' who knelt motionless at her feet like a stone sculpture was that Qingxia.

Three years ago, Qingxia was ordered by Concubine De to leave the palace to track someone's whereabouts and chase them to the north, thousands of miles away.

She was delayed there for nearly three years, during which time she rarely communicated with Kyoto. Even in the third year, she had a period of six months without hearing from her. However, Concubine De, who lived in the deep palace, did not slow down her trust in her at all, and when she figured out that she might be in trouble, she sent someone to find an answer.

Concubine De said to this personally: Even if the body is found, it must be transported back for burial.

The result of the search was, of course, that after all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Qingxia was finally rescued alive from there, and Concubine De paid another girl who had been trained for many years to go in.

But what Concubine De never expected was that she 'spent' a lot of money to rescue Qingxia, and as soon as she came back, she did something against her, which made her shocked and angry.

Is it true that if a person is put out of control for too long, this person will inevitably lose some things that should be kept, but instead increase some thoughts that should not be there?

Concubine De thought so in her heart, looking at the 'girl' in front of her who was kneeling with her head down, but her shoulders were obviously much thinner than before, she felt a little pity in her heart, knowing that this girl she had personally raised from a child to such a big girl had suffered a lot in the three years she went to the north, but she had a lingering suspicion in her heart, and it bit of pity that ate her.

She suddenly felt itching in her heart, and coughed.

Hearing Concubine De's cough, the kneeling Qing Xia suddenly raised her head, a trace of worry from the bottom of her heart appeared in her eyes, and she said with some anxiety: "Master, if you are angry, sprinkle it on Qing Xia, let you fight, kick a few feet, just don't be angry with your own body!" ”

Concubine De couldn't help but be moved when she heard this, and for a while she felt that the servant in front of her, who had just returned after being away for three years, had not changed, but she was too careful. Somehow, the strange itch in her heart worsened, and the cough increased again.

Qing Xia looked at this scene, and her heart was even more anxious. Compared to the Cui 'Chun' who walked in the palace, Qingxia is a person whose mouth is not decorated with oily decorations, and she is only good at taking practical actions.

So as soon as she gritted her teeth, she suddenly raised her hand and 'pumped' it her cheek!

"Smack!"

Although Qing Xia's slap was 'pumped' on his face, he didn't unload half of it, and only took it stiffly.

She followed someone to the Northlands, where she spent three years in that rough and rough place, and endured a lot of hardships. I was finally picked up about a month ago, and now I am much thinner than when I went three years ago, and my already not plump body is even more rugged.

Her already narrow cheeks were as if another layer had been cut off by a knife, and her cheekbones were a little protruding. Although she also ate a lot of nourishing food after coming back, and raised her well for more than half a month, she still didn't see any more 'meat' on her body, and she still had a body like dry firewood. People who saw her three years ago can't help but feel frightened when they look at her now.

The palm of the hand, which was also so thin that the bones protruded, slapped on such a thin face with almost only one skin left, and a bright red palm print quickly seeped out of the skin of Qing Xia's side face, which made people feel a little sad to look at.

"What are you doing here?" Looking at the 'girl' kneeling in front of her feet, she slapped herself, and Concubine De was also slightly surprised. After being stunned for a moment, she waved her hand lightly and said, "You get up." Since you are my person, you should not hurt yourself so lightly in the future. ”

Hearing the master's words of forgiveness, Qingxia didn't immediately get up according to the words, she hesitated a little, the master's love turned too quickly, and this forgiveness came a little suddenly.

Noticing her expression, Concubine De raised her eyebrows condescendingly and said, "Do you still need to wait for the palace to help you up?" ”

Qing Xia finally got rid of the suspicion in her heart and stood up according to her words. Because she had been kneeling for a long time, her legs were a little paralyzed, and when she just stood up, her body couldn't stop staggering.

Concubine De's corner of her eyes also noticed this detail, and after being silent for a while, she ordered again: "You can find a place to sit down by yourself." ”

Qing Xia knew Concubine De's temper, so in the face of the master's gift, she did not push it away with false words, but directly agreed to her promise. However, of course, she could not be ignorant of the rules of her identity, so instead of sitting on the round chair with carved peony amphorae on the side of the house, she moved a low four-legged pine stool and sat in the corner of the room. When the master looked at her, he still held a condescending angle.

After Qingxia sat down, Concubine De suddenly sighed, and said softly in her voice: "I really can't imagine that there have been such powerful people hidden outside the Song Mansion. ”

At the mention of this, Qing Xia lowered his head again, and said with guilt in his voice: "This is all Qing Xia's negligence and dereliction of duty. ”

Concubine De's feelings at this time were much calmer than just now, and in the face of problems, her thinking was naturally rational. Hearing Qing Xia accuse again, she didn't mean to be angry again, but said lightly: "The main responsibility for this matter does not lie with you, and it hasn't been long since you came back, so it's normal that there will be omissions in your understanding of that mansion." If you want to talk about the person who should be punished, it should be the girl of Bai Peach! She has been in that house for more than three years, and the palace also left her a few helpers, mixed in the house, and she was still careless! ”

Thinking of the shadow man who is very good at tracking and seems to be unable to get rid of once he sticks to it, Qingxia still has palpitations until now. Hearing that Concubine De was going to blame Bai Tao for the shadow man's matter, Bai Tao hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but explain: "Please forgive Qingxia for saying more." In Qing Xia's opinion, the shadow man's means are extremely high, in terms of tracking and concealment skills, his body is close to a ghost, but he doesn't know what his martial arts will be if he directly 'fights'. But based on this alone, it would not be difficult for him to avoid the white peach. ”

Concubine De heard the meaning of pleading with Bai Tao in Qingxia's words, if it weren't for the fact that she was in a calmer mood now, and was rationally thinking about today's unplanned little accident, she might have been restless again.

After frowning slightly and pondering for a moment, Concubine De slowly asked, "According to your words, since his tracking skills are so powerful, he may have followed you before you even knew it, but he didn't mean to do anything to you in advance?" ”

"I'm afraid so." Qing Xia nodded, she thought about the experience of being entangled by the shadow man for half an hour and couldn't get rid of it again, and then said: "If he had wanted to do it earlier, Qing Xia would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die today, because I'm still not sure when and where he tracked me." But he didn't do so, until I deliberately led him into a winding alley with a winding front and back, and a closed left and right end, and I stood face to face with him, and he didn't even have the intention of drawing his weapon. ”

At this point, before the meaning was finished, Qing Xia suddenly paused, because what she was about to say next might poke Concubine De's anger again.

After taking a deep breath, Qing Xia finally spoke again, and said in the most gentle tone possible: "This shadow man's purpose for doing this is obvious, if I don't find him today, then your plan, master, may be completely shattered today." ”

As soon as Qing Xia's words fell, Concubine De's brows suddenly jumped.

Among the servants beside Concubine De, I'm afraid that Qing Xia dared to say this to her so bluntly. Concubine De also knows that Qingxia is this 'sex' personality, and the rare thing is that Concubine De is willing to tolerate this girl. Even if another girl who was valued by Concubine De came to her, she couldn't get such leniency.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Qing Xia's heart still couldn't help but be shocked. Even if she knew that Concubine De would probably not blame her, she was still afraid of her master's anger.

Concubine De's treatment of Qingxia is really a little different, she just snorted coldly when she heard this, and only said in a quiet voice: "Your speculation sounds very convincing at first glance, but this palace suddenly thought of a person, thinking of his style of doing things, then what you said may not be true." ”

Just when Concubine De's words mentioned the word "one person", someone seemed to suddenly break into the front yard outside the hall, stirring up a noisy sound.

The dozen or so 'attendants' that Concubine De brought out of the palace this time were originally guarding the front yard, but the two people in the hall only heard that their voices were unusually short because they were about to draw their swords from the protector, as if the handle of the knife had just left the leather sheath, and it was attacked by an external force in an extreme time and slapped back.

The knife could not be drawn, and the front yard soon resounded with the dull sound of fists hitting each other, and it seemed to be mixed with the sound of several bones breaking. It was not clear, but the chilling fighting sound did not last long, and finally ended in the muffled snort of several people, and the whole process was only fast enough for the last half of the sentence after Concubine De in the hall finished speaking.

Qingxia Huo Ran stood up and took a step towards the big 'door' of the hall, intending to stop the rude offender.

Concubine De was still sitting on the chair, and when there was a noise in the front yard just now, her eyes only fluctuated slightly. She is a person close to the emperor, and she has even seen the big scene of a group of assassins attacking His Majesty many times, and her mind has already developed a certain amount of toughness. What's more, the person who came to attack today came in from the main 'door', not a sneak attack, and Concubine De was sitting in the main seat in the hall, looking out of the 'door' from the angle where she was, she saw some clues at a glance, and she had a certain number in her heart.

The 'attendants' of Concubine De in the front yard had all been subdued by the entourage brought by the uninvited guest within three moves, or their limbs were clamped, or they were directly knocked unconscious.

And this uninvited guest seems to be familiar with this kind of thing, and he doesn't need to look at it at all, but only 'hand' over all the obstacles in front of him to his subordinates. From the moment he crossed the threshold of the big 'gate' and 'door' in the front yard, he seemed to be on a smooth road in front of him, and strode over.

He really didn't get in the way.

Although there are only four people in the entourage he brought today, all of them are veterans who are 'proficient' in martial arts and experienced in today's scene, he only needs to take his direction, and these four entourages will naturally open the way for him.

The uninvited guest in a wide cloak strode up the stone straight road in the front yard of this small house, and quickly stepped over the 'door' of the main hall of the main house, pausing slightly one step away from Qingxia.

Qing Xia was about to make a move-even if she had already indirectly seen from the retinue brought by this person that this person had a good background, she would swear to protect the lord to the death, but it was at this moment that she heard Concubine De's order: "Stop!" ”

Qing Xia swung her hand knife into the air, and when she was still an inch away from the neck of this uninvited guest, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned. It wasn't because she heard Concubine De's order to stop it in time, but because she had seen this person's face clearly with a single step and recognized his identity.

"Ahh I didn't expect this great man to come here suddenly in this way, Qing Xia's surprise was indescribable, and the strength of her kneeling down was as heavy as a hammer stone because of her loss of mind, and her knees hit the ground on the stone slab, making a dull "bang" sound.

But she didn't have time to feel the pain in her knees, and she only had time to shout as she lay on the ground: "Cheap maid to meet the Prime Minister!" ”

The knuckles were raised like loose hands, and the bucket hat that was low on his head was lifted, and Shi Jing's well-maintained face, which looked like a prime of life, was 'exposed'. The red glow on his face, which had seen through his muscular physique, became more vivid in the movement along the way, which made the slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth even more indistinguishable.

It's really hard for outsiders to see that he's five out of fifty by now. At first glance, when others looked at the prime minister, they all unconsciously wanted to be ten or eight years old, and only his guards would know how much health care his master was.

And only Shi Jing's henchmen and guards really understand that Master Shi cherishes his body so much, it is not as simple as just liking the way of cultivation. He wanted to live longer, but in the final analysis, it was for the great cause that he had been planning for many years.

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