Chapter 894: A Secret Room

In the early years, the Dali Division was prosperous, how to say that it was the duty of the Dali Division to inspect and arrest thieves, and the Duwei Battalion was restricted everywhere in Zhuocheng, and he couldn't get any oil and water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

But since Li Xuanci took charge of the Duwei camp, the tide of Zhuocheng Duwei has risen, and it has gradually suppressed the Dali Division, and the Dali Division dares to be angry and dare not speak, and the life is really sad.

No one wants the fat in their hands to fall into other people's mouths, so they naturally dump each other, but there is no shortage of times when they join forces, and in the final analysis, they all act according to the orders of the superiors.

Chang Dingsong is the Shaoqing of the Dali Division, and his official position is above Lu Suifeng, but the backer behind Lu Suifeng is the British King Li Xuanci, even if Chang Dingsong is dissatisfied with Lu Suifeng, the British king's face still has to be taken into account, and he does not dare to do anything to Lu Suifeng.

Lu Suifeng had just arrived for less than a stick of incense, and a person flew out of the courtyard and shouted in a deep voice: "My lord, I found it." ”

It was Nie Qianchou, after landing on the ground, he saw Lu Suifeng standing beside Chang Dingsong and Zhai Liaoyu, his eyes flashed, and he bowed and said, "Lord Lu is also here." ”

Lu Suifeng and Yan Yili, as if they hadn't heard Nie Qianchou's voice, and had some intention of staying out of the matter.

Zhai Liaoyu smiled secretly, these people played a good show, but I am afraid that they have their own calculations in their hearts, and most of them are deliberately let themselves watch, so that no matter what the outcome is, Li Luo will not be able to anger these two yamen.

"Found what?" Chang Dingsong's expression changed slightly, and he shouted.

"A secret room." Nie Qianchou replied in a deep voice.

"Secret room?" Chang Dingsong frowned, if it weren't for the fact that there would be something hidden in this courtyard, he then said loudly, "Okay, Zhai Guard, Lord Lu, let's go over and take a look." ”

The four of them walked into the courtyard quickly, and after a while, they saw a sudden chaos in the courtyard, and the soldiers of Dali Division and the Duwei Battalion suddenly had a nervous sense of facing the enemy, but their faces were also a little confused, and they didn't seem to know what was going on.

The secret room is under a firewood room next to the back door, the mechanism is extremely secret, and there is nothing unusual to see from the outside.

The four of them entered the secret room, they went in quickly and came out faster, but the indifferent look when they entered was replaced by the horror on their faces at the moment, even Zhai Liaoyu was no exception.

Chang Dingsong's face was cold, he took a few breaths, his expression changed several times, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Brother Nie, go and invite the adults over immediately." ”

"My lord, I'm only afraid of entering the palace." Nie Qianchou replied very quickly, and gently raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"If you enter the palace, you have to call it out, this matter is not trivial, if you are not careful, neither of you nor I can escape, go quickly!" Chang Dingsong exhaled a cold breath and said.

Lu Suifeng's face was also extremely ugly, this secret room was suddenly exposed in front of Zhai Liaoyu, Dali Si and Duweiying, which caught everyone off guard, even Zhai Liaoyu, one of the former Nine Guards, was now a little pale.

Lu Suifeng's mind was turning, it was too late to get out of the matter at this time, and only by taking the lead might be invincible.

Lu Suifeng thought of this, turned around and whispered to a henchman beside him: "Go and invite the prince over, just say that this matter is urgent." ”

"Subordinates obey." The soldier of the Duwei Battalion clasped his fists and saluted, and he and Nie Qianchou galloped towards the north of the city one after the other.

It takes several hours to go back and forth between the north and south of the city, and in these hours, this inconspicuous courtyard has become the eye of the storm before the storm falls, and the tranquility is hideous.

Zhai Liaoyu glanced at the direction of the palace, and the difficulty of choosing a choice flashed on his face, and finally sighed gloomily and did not leave, and at this time, Li Luo, who was in the palace, was afraid that he would not know about it until the end.

Chang Dingsong's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Zhai Liaoyu, and shouted: "Hold around, not a single mouse is allowed to go out." ”

"Yes." The people of Dali Division received the order in unison, scattered in all directions, and looked at the inside and outside of the courtyard with fierce eyes.

Although the soldiers did not know what was happening, they could all guess that there must be something earth-shattering hidden in the secret room, otherwise, they would definitely not let these characters who were accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves be shocked.

Chang Dingsong covered the shock in his heart with an indifferent smile, and said lightly: "None of the three of us can leave, so it's better to be a witness to each other." ”

"That's nature." Lu Suifeng took a long breath and smiled reluctantly, but this smile was not much stronger than crying, and it was bitter and indescribable.

After the change in the south of the city, not many people in Zhuo City know about it, but the court did not show a little relief because the secret in the secret room in the south of the city had not been exposed, and at this moment, it was the limit of seven days for the execution to be detained at the request of Li Luo.

According to the rules, there is an early dynasty in Changming Palace, but because Emperor Wanlong rose very late in recent years, this early dynasty slowly became a noon dynasty, and occasionally mixed with the late dynasty.

Some of them have changed their tastes, and I don't know how the ancestors of the Li family, who set these rules, will feel when they see what they look like now.

This is the late dynasty, and Emperor Wanlong is going to agree to the seven-day period promised to Li Luo, and these seven days should be given enough, so it is justified to postpone the early dynasty.

However, what Emperor Wanlong did not expect was that perhaps because of something on his mind, he woke up early this day, and although he was a little sleepy at noon, he always couldn't sleep well, and he was a little flustered.

After a day, when the sun set in the afternoon, Emperor Wanlong was a little sleepy, yawning incessantly, and looking at the hundred officials and courtiers under the Changming Palace in a sleepy mood.

There is a book, there is no book to retreat, the sky of the rice is a thin shout, and a few court officials are scattered to present a few pages of recitals, and there are a few dispensable recitals.

Emperor Wanlong was not interested, so he casually agreed or asked a few words, and then put the piece aside.

The hall was quiet, and the officials and courtiers held their breath, waiting for the moment when they really went to court today.

"Initiation, Presentation." Mi Cangqiong shouted three times in a row, but no one in the hall answered.

Many important ministers and princes secretly glanced at Li Luo, who seemed to be a little stunned in the crowd, and the evening dynasty on this day was actually waiting for Li Luo's paper.

Mi Cangqiong also looked at Li Luo, who seemed to be a little wandering, silent.

Emperor Wanlong yawned and said sleepily, "It's okay to disperse." ”

Mi Cangqiong leaned into Emperor Wanlong's ear and whispered a few times, Emperor Wanlong sighed, sat up straight, and finally lifted a trace of spirit, looked at Li Luo and called: "Xuanlou." ”

"The minister is here." Li Luo came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, answered, walked out of the officials, and bowed respectfully.

Now in the standing position in Changming Palace, Li Luo is at the back of the line.