East Factory, South Courtyard——

Leng Qingtang was nestled on the throne, and on his legs was a treasure pattern pinching gold silk Mo Lan brocade quilt.

Cheng Wanli walked in and gave his hand.

"Overseer, everything is ready, and we can leave tomorrow."

"What about the East Palace?"

Leng Qingtang's eyes flashed slightly, straightened his upper body, and asked pointedly.

"The overseer can rest assured that the things have been delivered and will be taken by the palace maid in charge. Leave a message that the overseer has anything to do, and he can enter Kunning Palace at any time. ”

Leng Qingtang hooked his lips, knowing it in his heart, and raised his chin towards the corner chair.

Cheng Wanli pulled the corner chair to the overseer's couch and sat down to talk to the overseer.

"Lord Shenji, you persuaded the Imperial Concubine Wan to sponsor her mother's family to take over as the secretary of the ministry, and sure enough, you forced the East Palace out......" Cheng Wanli said flatteringly:

"Gonggong Hu in front of the emperor is also powerful, and he advised the emperor to let Concubine Xu go to the East Palace to raise the fetus, and the trouble that the imperial concubine gave us was successfully pushed to the queen."

Leng Qingtang moved on the couch, and the corners of his mouth gathered a smile:

"Queen Qian has been raised in the harem for a long time, and she has been spoiled by the Wan family for a long time. Now that she saw that the Wan clan was getting bigger and bigger in the court, she was scared, so she jumped out and wanted to take power. Jiang'an's disaster relief is nothing more than a favor to win over the governor. ”

"Master, the queen took the initiative to come forward to lift the East Factory, didn't she want to use our strength to win the princess?"

Leng Qingtang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was full of interest:

"In all dynasties, the harem has always been widely involved with the previous dynasty. The previous dynasty was turbulent, and the harem would inevitably be in turmoil.

This Xichang Admiral is from Wan Yuyao's Yongning Palace, and the Wan family has military power, and now these not only threaten the East Palace, but also threaten the power in the hands of the God Prince. Let's take Queen Qian, if you want to take back the assistant power of the harem, you can only join forces with the governor! ”

Cheng Wanli pondered for a moment and said:

"Overseer, this time there are only two or three barbarian small countries in the north to quell the turmoil, and Wanli's calf actually wants to take away two million taels of silver from the treasury as military salaries, there must be a problem here!"

"You say he's a calf?"

With a cold snort, the handsome face was filled with resentment, and the overseer said sharply:

"In the eyes of Bendu, he is simply a jackal who can't be fed!

Xichang Minglan's self-recommendation for disaster relief must have been inspired by Wan Yuyao, whether it is disaster relief or the allocation of military salaries in the north, there must be no light behind it!

Queen Qian did not hesitate to offend the Wan family at this time, but also recognized the secret of the dark place......"

Sipping tea, Leng Qingtang played with the lid of the cup and smiled coldly:

"In the opinion of this governor, if the little marquis loses the battle, there is naturally no need to say anything. Hmph, if the battle is won, it will only make Queen Qian more aware that compared to the West Factory, the East Factory of the Governor is the most important thing to the emperor and her! The so-called power is the main one, and this is the truth. ”

"Master, what are we going to do next?"

"The queen wants to deal with Wan Yuyao, and the governor can check and balance the West Factory, and both sides have common opponents. Since Donggong took the initiative to show goodwill, the governor reached an alliance with her. The queen's trump card will be of great use to our future success.

Before leaving Beijing tomorrow, the governor will enter the Kunning Palace to ask to see the queen. Go down, rest early, and enter the palace with me tomorrow." ”

"My subordinates understand!"

Cheng Wanli got up, hesitated, and asked tentatively:

"Leaving Beijing tomorrow, does the governor want to say hello to the mansion?"

"Fuli" naturally refers to his Admiral's Mansion. The thousand households wanted nothing more than to ask the Overseer:

Do you need to tell Gu Yunxi in the house about the news of your departure from Beijing?

Leng Qingtang said expressionlessly:

"No need, I'll let Fanwei notify you after we leave."

Cheng Wanli didn't speak anymore and left in a huff.

Since he was a child, he grew up with the Overseer, and when he was a few years older, he naturally understood the temper of the Lord better than others.

I was angry with Gu Yunxi, don't look at this master's appearance of being light and breezy, but in my heart I was pressed with melancholy and a thousand times of distress.

Who would believe that the overseer of Dongchang, who acts boldly and can make children stop crying, will be overwhelmed by a teenage girl!

A few days ago, Cheng Wanli was still worried about the overseer and Gu Yunxi being tired of being together, but now the two of them are cold to each other, which makes him feel relieved.

However, when he returned to see that his mind was on the East Factory, he had the meaning of numbing himself, and he felt sorry for his father.

If you want to call Cheng Wanli to say, the young girl is just indefinite, and her preferences have always swayed from side to side, where do you know true feelings?

Cheng Wanli occasionally thinks that he doesn't like this kind of girl, if she really likes it, she dares not to follow, "Bang Bo" two ears scraper fan over and then throw it on the bed, and there will be no worries-

After Cheng Wanli left, Leng Qingtang did not feel sleepy, and took the book and leaned against the collapse to read.

Half an hour passed before the pages were turned. Outside the window, the north wind is constant, and the candles in the house are flickering, and occasionally there is a "plucking" sound.

Shen Shen closed his eyes, Leng Qingtang picked up the jade white finger and pressed it against the center of his eyebrows, rubbed it, and threw the book away.

Alone, he thinks of his girl again.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I don't know how Yunxi is doing in the Admiral's Mansion today, and what has he done? Has she slept peacefully at this moment, and has she covered the quilt? Don't kick the quilt at night to attract the cold......

suddenly realized that when I opened and closed my eyes, it was always her smile that shook in my head. It turned out that her figure had taken firm root in her heart.

No matter what, even if she still broke his heart in the end, making the hot beating heart in his chest seem to have been cut by a sharp blade, and when he tasted the pain but couldn't vent it, he was imperceptibly, and he could always be reminded of her everywhere and every scene in his daily life.

Yesterday, he returned to Dongchang in a bad mood, and when he calmed down, he thought about it carefully, and he felt that she was indeed no wonder.

From the age of sensibility, he has carried great secrets, and he has been carrying them for twenty years.

The hatred of the first emperor, the injustice of the Zheng family, and the deep hatred of many blood seas overwhelmed him. It wasn't until he had her by his side that he really experienced a glimmer of freedom to breathe, and how unrestrained it was to live and live for himself-

Xu is a little girl has really grown up, knows how to choose, and learned how to choose.

Or, she rejected him because she really understood that the "love" between men and women is not just who is good to whom, not just the care and care that exists between the two.

With a flower-like age and a delicate face, who wants to empty their youth to accompany a castrated eunuch?

Now that the big thing has not been accomplished, he doesn't know how long he will have to go in the sea of swords and fire with the identity of a "eunuch", why drag her down and delay her-

Well, even if you are self-inflicted, you will be wrong about her drunken words "I like you" from the previous time!

Whether she is in Dongchang, in the Admiral's Mansion or going to Jiang'an, she is the only one who is haunted by her heart, and he is content with this love alone.

The plain white hand reached out and pressed against his chest. Although I figured it out, it was still like a turbid breath, bulging, and I couldn't spit it out and swallow it.

Leng Qingtang was no longer sleepy, got out of bed, changed into a navy blue suit, took the sword hanging on the wall and walked out of the house.

Under the corridor, he looked up at the sky depressedly. Thick clouds bloomed through a crack in the dark sky, revealing a clear, temperatureless moonlight. The snowflakes are sparse, still slowly falling, falling, and piling up in the world.

With a flick of his right wrist, the bright sword was unsheathed, and the white sword shadow crossed the night.

The figure flickered and moved, and Leng Qingtang practiced a set of swordsmanship in the courtyard.

With the movement of each arm, a sharp sword aura spread out in the night sky, and Lili's cold light gathered an untransformable flexible body, as if a dazzling silver dragon was flying up and down his body.

The flying snowflakes were disturbed by the layers of sword qi, and they were immediately chaotic like a shock, and they lost their formation and clueless, and before they could get close to the person dancing the sword, they melted into the vapor of the white cencen, and with the trend of the sword peak, they gathered or rippled in the wind, forming a magnificent scenery in the cold sky.

Suddenly, a faint sound made him pause, and he quickly flipped his wrists and shook his hands.

With a clang, the long sword pierced through the dark night sky, and rushed straight to the roof of the wing room at the moment when it was taken off by Leng Qingtang.

There was a "click" cracking sound, and the roof was swept by a sharp sword, and suddenly the roof beams were broken, and flying tiles and snow were everywhere.

A white shadow rolled down from the roof collapse with the broken tiles. At this time, Leng Qingtang retracted his right hand and relied on his internal force to put the long sword back into his palm.

The man in white spun smartly in the air when he fell, and there was no sound when his feet touched the ground, which was evident in his light skills.

Leng Qingtang noticed this, and then narrowed his eyes and looked at the comer.

This person was dressed in a moon-white suit, with long hair pulled high, and most of his face was blocked by a mask made of silver carved patterns, so he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

"Whoever comes is named!"

On the other side, the long, cold blade of the sword slashed a cold lightning bolt in the night, and pointed directly at the opponent, and the owner of the sword questioned the comer in a deep voice.

Night stabbed East Factory, and in the middle of the night, he was still dressed in conspicuous white, he was really an arrogant man who didn't know the height of the sky-

The person who came did not answer, raised the steel knife in his hand, and Ling Xiao rushed to the top.

The corners of Leng Qingtang's lips were lightly raised, and he waved his long sword unhurriedly, and two figures, one bright and one dark, swirled around in the courtyard. The white-clothed people are domineering, ruthless, and full of anger with their knife moves. Leng Qingtang is not arrogant or impatient, and every sword style can overcome rigidity with softness. In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves have passed, and when the figures are staggered, Leng Qingtang asked the man in white:

"Have you ever been to Seifuji Temple?!"

The other party remained silent and continued to attack with a knife.

There was an uproar outside the hospital.

When the wing house collapsed, it had already alarmed the remaining factory servant Sun Bing and the rest of the guards in the courtyard. Sun Bing ran out to shout that his son would work, and Cheng Wanli had already rushed into the south courtyard with the big block, the second block and the seventh block with the guards.

"Overseer—"

Cheng Wanli shouted loudly and waved his knife and rushed to the front of the crowd.

At this moment, the guards have surrounded the southern courtyard, and the water is impassable. Some jumped up to the roofs with swords in hand, laying a wall of human defense on the heights. Countless sharp weapons and lanterns were entangled with torches, and the mottled and flickering light became an impermeable cage, which was particularly dazzling in the cold night.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the man in white waved his arm and threw a hidden weapon. The hard metal collided with the blade in the hand of the guard, and immediately sparks overflowed, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

Someone on the room was hit, and there was a gap in the defense line, and the man in white immediately flew up to the roof. Leng Qingtang and Cheng Wanli followed closely behind.

A fight to the death resumed. The sword light and sword shadow, along with the infinite internal force, burst out to open up the momentum of you and me. During the struggle, the powerful blade qi swirled and spread out in all directions.

Those who were fast avoided one after another, and Cheng Wanli descended to the ground with the others to dodge. They fixed their eyes on the roof of the house and looked at the two who were fighting each other, frustrated that they couldn't intervene.

Leng Qingtang jumped over the ridge with him during the fight with the man in white, and chased him from the south courtyard to the west courtyard. He has always thought that he is good at light work, but he didn't expect that he would meet an opponent now. I don't know if it's a delusion, he always thinks that this mysterious man in white is related to the initiator of the word in Qingfeng Temple that day!

He must be taken down-

Secretly deciding in his heart, Leng Qingtang accelerated his attack, and the sparks at the junction of the sword and the steel knife shot out, and the sound of metal stirring pierced the night sky, deafening, and the fresh, wet and cold air of the snowy night was full of a pungent and heavy smell.

After another hundred moves, Leng Qingtang took the sword directly, forcing the white-clothed figure to fall outside the main hall of the East Factory, and a group of guards followed.

The blade of the sword swept diagonally, and the evil wind whistled towards it. The man in white was shocked, his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly took on the knife. Leng Qingtang hooked his lips at this time, the cold light in his eyes was flourishing, and he condensed forty percent of his internal force and put it on the blade of the sword.

"Click" -

The sound of Zheng Zheng breaking rang in his ears, and the steel knife in the hand of the man in white had been cut into two pieces by Leng Qingtang's sword, and half of the broken blade fell into the snow.

The man in white lowered his head, as if he was unexpectedly stunned, and his expression could not be seen under the mask, only a muffled voice could be heard spilling from his Adam's apple.