In the fifth year of Taihe, October Gengchen, the second quarter of Youzheng.

Chang'an, Xingningfang culvert.

Without saying anything, the two golden-armored guards drew their knives forward, Li Shangyin was frightened by this sudden change and retreated, but his heel accidentally hit the gravel in the culvert, and he immediately lost his balance and sat directly on the ground.

This is probably the simplest arrest of Liang Tangchen in his decades of military career.

Li Shangyin was wrapped in two layers of cloth around his mouth, and his arms were twisted behind his back. Liang Tangchen dragged Li Shangyin to a distance of five steps in front of King Ying, and his thick hand pressed on Li Shangyin's shoulder, which seemed to be covering the shoulder of a fifteen or six-year-old child.

"Kill or not!"

Liang Tangchen's face was full of anger, and although his words were short, they made those who listened shudder.

Li Shangyin listened to Liang Tangchen's words, and his eyes immediately widened because of fear. Because he recognized Zhang Yijun standing beside Li Han, he hurriedly wanted to open his mouth and shout for help, but because his mouth was covered with a strip of cloth, he could only hear the sound of "woo".

"Sixteen Lang," Zhang Yijun's face was surprised and a little puzzled: "How did you ......?" But he stopped after feeling the sudden solemn atmosphere in the dark room.

Zhang Yijun has not felt the murderous aura in King Ying's body for many years......

Li Han glanced at Zhang Yijun coldly, and his voice was as cold as the autumn wind: "Who is he?" ”

Zhang Yijun immediately knelt on the ground facing King Ying, kowtowed, and said: "He is the son of the Eastern Capital into Beijing, surnamed Li Mingshang Yin, due to fate, he is now living in the minister's house......"

"Lift?" The suspicion on King Ying's face did not weaken in the slightest, and then he squinted at the uncrowned young man with suspicion, his face was heroic and full of hostility, and his voice was full of disappointment and said to Zhang Yijun: "No matter who it is, the dark ditch is hidden, I think he is following you......"

Zhang Yi bowed his head to the ground and admitted his guilt, "This is all the fault of the minister, and the minister is willing to accept the responsibility!" ”

"May you take the blame......," King Ying repeated with a sneer, "but you can clear it up for him, have you known each other for three days?" ”

Zhang Yijun was silent.

King Ying held his hands in his hands, "...... Since he is your guest, tell me for this king, whether he will be killed or not? ”

Liang Tangchen pulled out a horizontal knife, and Li Shangyin let out a continuous "woo" sound in his mouth.

Zhang Yijun roared angrily: "Shut up! ”

Liang Tangchen then knocked Li Shangyin's back with his knee, and let his upper body crawl on the ground.

Zhang Yijun looked at Li Shangyin, whose shoulders trembled slightly due to fear, in addition to the anger and doubts in his eyes, he had clearly let Li Shangyin return to Guangdefang, why did he follow him to this culvert? Is it just curiosity? For a while, Zhang Yijun was not sure, what was the real purpose of Li Shangyin's visit?

But Zhang Yijun also realized that if he didn't say anything, Li Shangyin's blood would be splattered here. No matter what he Zhang Yijun thought in his heart, and what kind of deep friendship he had with King Ying in the past, as far as His Royal Highness was concerned, what was lying in front of him at the moment was just a criminal minister and a person who plotted against him. Although King Ying will forgive Zhang Yijun, he will not hesitate to kill Li Shangyin, who has never met him, and now he is only looking at his Zhang Yijun's face, so he did not tell Liang Tangchen to act immediately.

"Minister...... I beg Your Highness to spare his life......"

Liang Tangchen's face changed, and his voice was like a bell, "Your Highness treats you well, and you actually argue against this person!" ”

King Ying's eyes narrowed, but he still raised his hand slightly, signaling Liang Tangchen to put away the horizontal knife, but King Ying's face tightened even more, and the disappointment in his eyes was a little deeper.

Zhang Yijun ...... If he tells the details of the culvert here, someone will send someone to investigate and find that the culvert leads directly to the palace, which will be punished for several felonies, not to mention that the prince will be abolished, and the disaster of killing may also be ......"

"Have you ever thought that you had high hopes and sent to Xichuan to help Zuo'enshi, but you were so easily followed here, how can this king believe that you can succeed in the future?"

King Ying almost suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly. But every word was inserted in Zhang Yijun's heart like a knife, and all he could do was lie on the ground. If it wasn't Li Shangyin who followed, but someone else, even a "ghost soldier" who messed up the party and put His Royal Highness in a dangerous situation, then Zhang Yijun would probably never forgive himself, and only wanted to kill himself to apologize.

But since Zhang Yijun has made up his mind to protect Li Shangyin, he must not change his words.

In fact, Li Shangyin was very confused, he just made up his mind to become friends with Zhang Yijun and get to know him better, so he followed Zhang Yijun into the abandoned mansion, thinking that Brother Yijun had hidden a treasure in the courtyard, and couldn't stand the torment of curiosity, so he went down to the culvert and walked to the gate of this dark room.

But he didn't expect that he was greeted by sharp blades and swords......

However, even the dullest person will realize that his life is difficult to protect now, and Li Shangyin doesn't know that Zhang Yijun is trying his best to protect himself.

What's more, Brother Fang Caiyi's title for this son, who looks no older than a few years old, seems to be ...... Your Highness?!

So to put it that way......

Li Shangyin moved his gaze to the thirteen jade belt around the waist of Yingwang Li Han, the Tang people have an extremely strict clothing system, Li Shangyin once memorized the "Tang Liudian" very well, but because of nervousness and fear, he didn't think about it for a while, and now he has an impression. And the thirteen jade belts are the belt system worn by Prince Zhengyipin!

Li Shangyin sweated down his spine, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, he wanted to defend himself, but he had no choice but to take a strip of cloth in his mouth and couldn't spit out half a word.

There was silence in the dark room, and the slaughter was not diminished in the slightest. King Ying sighed lightly at the end, and the anger in his heart could still be faintly heard in his words: "This matter is something you have asked for, leave him alive......"

Through King Ying's signal, Liang Tangchen snorted reluctantly, and then took out a dagger to cut the rope tied to Li Shangyin's body, and tore the strip of cloth on Li Shangyin's mouth, but even so, Li Shangyin did not dare to raise his body easily.

"But remember, if there is chaos because of him, and you and me, and all the palace officials will suffer from him......" King Ying deliberately said very seriously, but he seemed to be unbearable, and the last sentence was silent for a long time before he said softly: "This king will only blame you for the crime, and will not spare it!" ”

Before Zhang Yijun raised his body and sang, King Ying had already gone straight to the other side of the dark room and walked away.

Zhang Yijun faced the direction of King Ying, bowing for a long time.

At the beginning of the year.

Li Shangyin didn't dare to get up slowly until he confirmed that King Ying had left, and then he felt his waist stiff and sore.

Zhang Yijun had already taken a futon and sat alone in front of Fang Ji, without saying a word.

Li Shangyin was a little at a loss, he felt that he couldn't stand or sit, so he leaned on a pillar and moved his stiff shoulders.

"Brother Yijun ......"

"What did I tell you?! Back to Guangdefang, didn't you hear? Zhang Yijun roared, which really startled Li Shangyin.

"Righteousness...... Uisan is just ......"

Zhang Yijun interrupted: "What did you hear at the gate?" ”

"No, I didn't hear anything important," Li Shangyin said tremblingly, "Xichuan, ghost soldiers, Damou, mysterious legends and the like...... You guys...... Talking about novels? Yoshiyama also wrote some! ”

Zhang Yijun raised his forehead when he heard this, knowing that Li Shangyin had heard it all, but he also basically confirmed one thing through Li Shangyin's words and the overwhelmed eyes: The reason why Li Shangyin came here may not really be here to inquire about the news, with his stubborn and sloppy character, I am afraid that it is more likely to be purely curious.

Li Shangyin was nervous, and his words were slurred: "I'm afraid His Royal Highness Shicai doesn't believe it, but ...... Yishan has this in his arms to come to Chang'an, use, use to dry the collection of poems, can be presented to His Royal Highness for a view, has testified that Brother Cai Yijun said, every sentence is true! ”

Zhang Yijun only felt annoyed, but he really didn't want to lose his temper about this matter, he admired Taoism since he was a child, and emphasized purity and inaction, but since Li Shangyin appeared, his mood has been ups and downs, contrary to Taoist teachings.

"As for this culvert, Yishan will never say it!"

"By the way......" Li Shangyin's words reminded Zhang Yijun, and he asked what he wanted to ask from the beginning: "The culvert mechanism is extremely hidden, how did you open it?" ”

Li Shangyin felt that Zhang Yijun seemed to be a little angry, but he still didn't dare to sit down, he exhaled lightly, carefully organized the language in his mind, and explained carefully word by word: "Yishan just noticed the ink on the wall of the blue brick courtyard......"

“…… Although the wall was covered with moss, the moss lichen on the right courtyard wall was a little lighter, and Yishan saw that some grass was bent at the root of the wall, and the moss on a green brick was cut off along the brick joint, so Yishan pushed it a little harder......"

After listening to this, Zhang Yijun was stunned. In fact, the biggest hidden place of this culvert is not in the institution, but in the fact that it is located in the old house of Du Huangshang in the north of Xingning Fang, which has been abandoned for a long time, and is located in the corner of the east side, it is difficult for ordinary people to guess, and there may be a culvert that leads directly to the Yingwang Mansion of the Sixteen Kings.

Although Zhang Yijun has dabbled in the Mo family's organ Dunjia technique, he has only learned some skins, and Chang'an has all kinds of talents, and there is no shortage of masters of the organ Dunjia, so Zhang Yijun never expected that the culvert could completely avoid people's eyes and ears.

But even so, it took only a moment to unravel the culvert mechanism, and it was by no means impossible for people with keen observation and good eyesight, Zhang Yijun couldn't help but be a little impressed by Li Shangyin at this moment.

Li Shangyin hurriedly seized this opportunity and said: "This matter of the culvert, Yishan swears in the name of his father and ancestors, and will never mention it to outsiders!" ”

Zhang Yijun didn't say anything for a while, but his eyes swept over Li Shangyin, as if he was pondering, "I don't need you to swear, but it's ......"

Zhang Yijun then showed his face and said with a light smile: "I wonder if you are willing to help Yijun in the future?" ”

"One hand?"

Wannian County, Changle Fang, Mu Mansion.

At the beginning of the year.

Mu Qingchen sat alone in a side room, the whole room was filled with the smell of fragrant wood powder, and in front of Mu Qingchen there was a bantam table, on which there was a cup of turbid wine, but it was equipped with two ceramic wine bottles. In the next incense burner, three incense sticks were burning, which were almost burned out.

It is a mourning hall, but only one tablet is enshrined in the center.

He couldn't remember how long Mu Qingchen had been sitting quietly in front of the mourning hall with his eyes closed.

Mu Qingchen silently opened his eyes, and the inscription on the tablet was clearly visible: Shi Guangping, the servant in the palace, became the position of the monarch.

"It's been nine years...... Mu Qingchen muttered to himself, but the corners of his eyes shimmered, raised his hand and slowly filled the two wine bottles with wine, and then he picked up the wine bottle in front of him and drank it all, the turbid wine burned his throat.

That unforgettable memory came back to him again.

"Junyi, you don't want to die?!" Mu Qingchen almost shouted out every word, and stopped his body in front of a green robe, "If this music is presented, the saint will not see it or say it, and it will be known to the eunuchs!" ”

"You get out of the way," the green robe pulled up the corner of one of his lips, smiled lightly, and his eyes were still a little lazy, "This matter will definitely not involve Qingchen you, everything will only be borne by Junyi alone......"

"Do you think I'm afraid I'll be involved?! I, Mu Qingchen, am not afraid even if I am sat down and punished by the three clans! Mu Qingchen tugged at the man's cuffs, "But you must not do such a senseless thing!" Now that the eunuchs are in control of the government, no matter how fast you speak in the song, the saint will not see half a word! ”

"I, Cheng Junyi, don't like you Mu Qingchen the most, that's what I don't like the most!" The man's face was also gloomy at the moment, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points, "The humble person didn't dare to forget the country!" Those who are ministers should have the heart to dare to admonish Yan and the ambition of Kuang Guo to the king! Now that the temple is in charge, it is precisely because of people like you Mu Qingchen who are afraid of the head and tail, and who suffer from gains and losses, that the Tang Dynasty will be in decline! ”

After Cheng Junyi finished speaking, he pushed Mu Qingchen away and threw down a sentence, "Go back, this matter has nothing to do with you!" Then he brushed his sleeves and walked away.

Mu Qingchen got up slowly, faced the tablet, bowed for a long time, choked a little in his throat, and whispered in his mouth: "Junyi, Qingchen is in this life...... Won't be afraid anymore......"