The clouds are missing.

She is so skilled, she is so scheming, can take her away quietly, how strong is the opponent?

Red Crisp Hand is the second largest dark force in the rivers and lakes of Chang'an City, although it is the second, but it has a close relationship with the first-ranked Liuyun Society, even if it is not an exaggeration to say that these two are one family, because behind these two families are His Majesty, so it seems a little scary to make Yun Hongsleeve disappear in Chang'an City.

"Yun everyone is missing here?"

Han Zhaozhi looked around, this was a quiet room, the whole room was made of stone, except for the door to enter, there was only a small window in the room, and there was a small wooden table on the stone bed, with a book still open on it, and the oil lamp on the table was still on.

A girl with a sword on her back bowed her head and said: "Lord Huihan, the proprietor has been living here recently, the one in the red sleeve building is our people pretending, the proprietor said that Chang'an City has been turbulent recently, she is better in the dark than in the light, so she moved here from the red sleeve building, before the disappearance of the proprietor for two days, we want to see the proprietor can not see, the proprietor does not allow anyone to enter the door." ”

The person who spoke was called Jian Li, a girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Yun Hongsleeve has four maids around her who she has cultivated since childhood, these four little girls are all orphans, and the red crisp hand has always been committed to doing good everywhere, there are countless orphans and old people who have been adopted, the four of them are talented, Yun Hongsleeve stayed by his side to teach him personally, and the swordsmanship of the four people has entered the house at the age of twelve or thirteen, and now, Yun Hongsleeve has said that there are not many people who can block the rivers and lakes if the four people join forces.

It's just that the names of these four people seem to more or less reflect Yun Hongsleeve's thoughts.

Joys.

The first word of joy and sorrow is sadness, which is her state of mind, and the last word is harmony, maybe that is the last extravagant hope in Yun Hongsleeve's heart.

Han Zhaozhi walked to the side of the stone bed and looked, there was no wardrobe in the room, the change of clothes was folded well and placed at the end of the stone bed, and the books on the table were folded with pages, which meant that nothing had happened when she stopped reading here last night.

Han Zhaozhi was silent, staring at the vicinity of the stone bed.

There was only one door to go out in the quiet room, and there was a sword and a sword outside the door that they were guarding in turn, except for the door, there was only a small window to go out, but the window was closed, and the rungs used to block the window were also put down, how could a person close the window from the inside and then go out through the window?

There were no signs of a fight in the ashram, the neatly folded clothes on the stone bed, the absence of scattered footprints on the floor, and the fact that the book remained the same as it was when it was read.

Han Zhaozhi looked under the stone bed, his eyes sharp.

He suddenly took off his shoes and went to the stone bed, and when he sat down, he put his shoes neatly on the side of the bed.

Jian Li's eyes flickered when he saw this scene: "The proprietor does have such a habit, the shoes will be placed neatly on the side of the bed, with the toe of the shoe facing outward. ”

Han Zhaozhi didn't speak, he sat down cross-legged on the stone bed, pondered for a moment, dragged his chin with one hand and put the other hand on the book, this posture was very feminine, everyone looked at Han Zhaozhi, as if what they saw was not Han Zhaozhi.

The book is called "The Theory of Awakening the Heart".

Han Zhaozhi was not in a hurry, he didn't look at the place where the page was folded, but opened the book and searched carefully, page by page, and saw the traces of the folding page in the place of about twenty pages in front of him, and then he began to read back from this place.

"Life in the world is inseparable from love and righteousness, and those who give up love and righteousness are not human, demons, and heroes."

Han Zhaozhi's expression changed slightly after reading this sentence.

"To give up oneself, to abandon one's ego, and to fulfill one's feelings and righteousness is for good."

The corners of his brow furrowed.

Read word by word, and read to the fold you see at first.

"Asking but not being able to, and then not asking is for giving up, giving up without thought is for abandonment, letting go, is for liberation, clear mind and meditation, can you be liberated?"

It's a self-question.

If you ask but can't, then don't ask for it, don't ask for it, give it up, give it up, let go is liberation, ask yourself calmly, do you have to be liberated?

"Nope."

Han Zhaozhi said two words as if talking to himself.

Everyone was stunned.

Han Zhaozhi put down the book, raised his head and looked at the window.

He rummaged through his body, but he didn't find anything, so he looked around, there was a gap on the side of the stone wall, and there was a nail nailed in the gap, and Han Zhaozhi walked over and touched the nail.

Jian Li looked at Jian Bei and them: "That's where the proprietor hangs his sword." ”

Han Zhaozhi didn't find the sword, the sword was not there, he was just doing what Yun Hongsleeve had done.

Han Zhaozhi, who didn't have a sword in his hand, seemed to have a sword, and walked to the door with a sword, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking that if he went out like this, the sword outside the door would definitely not be at ease with them, so he came back to the window, it seemed that his expression was a little hesitant, and he paced back and forth under the window several times, and then raised his hand to open the window, and the person turned out of the window.

The sword in the quiet room ran out of them all, and went around the window outside to watch.

There were no footprints outside the window, because Han Zhaozhi was not standing on the ground at all.

Han Zhaozhi hooked the eaves with one hand and stretched forward with the other, and the outstretched hand seemed to be holding a sword.

After a while, Han Zhaozhi turned over on the roof, and saw a few very shallow footprints on the roof, Yun Dajia was extremely light, this footprint was incomplete, and it was blown by the wind, and it was not easy to see.

"She walked on her own."

Han Zhaozhi fell from the roof and looked at the window: "Go out of the window first, use the sword to pick the rungs in the cracks of the windows, and after closing the windows, pull out the sword, you go and see if there are any slight sword marks on the rungs." ”

Jian Li hurriedly ran back to the house, and sure enough, he saw a very light mark on the rung, which he couldn't see if he didn't look carefully.

"Why did the proprietor leave?"

Jian Li asked Han Zhaozhi.

Han Zhaozhi looked at the book on the table and shook his head slightly: "She can't put it down." ”

In the room, Han Zhaozhi looked at Jian Li: "I hope you don't hide anything, why did Yun Hongsleeve move here to live?" ”

Jian Li and the four of them looked at each other, and then Jian Li said: "The proprietor guesses that His Majesty will leave Chang'an for the Northern Expedition, and there will inevitably be chaos and death in Chang'an City, she went to see General Shen's wife a while ago, and talked a lot with the general's wife, and after coming back, the proprietor seemed to be a little happy, and said a few times that the tea girl was a temperamental person and responsible. ”

Han Zhaozhi nodded slightly: "And then?" ”

"Then the proprietor said that she was too conspicuous in the Red Sleeve Building, and many people would stare at Liuyunhui and also at the Red Crisp Hand, she was the target, and she had to go from the light to the dark to see more clearly what those people were going to do and how to do it, so the proprietor asked people to pretend to be her, and the proprietor moved to the quiet room that night."

Jianli asked tentatively: "The proprietor, are you going to the northern frontier?" ”

Han Zhaozhi was silent.

If you go to northern Xinjiang, it's fine, but you can't let go of your thoughts, if you don't go to northern Xinjiang, what you can't let go of is obsession.

He took a deep breath, turned around and walked out: "Let your people go all the way to the northern frontier to find it, whether you can find it or not, you must be careful whether you can find it or not." ”

Out of the door, Han Zhaozhi lowered his voice and instructed Nie Ye: "From now on, you and Fang Bailu will rotate, as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince goes out, you will be watching in secret, unless it is in the East Palace or Weiyang Palace, as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not in the palace, you should not stagger your eyes." ”

People like Nie Ye began to beat faster, and he also asked in a very low voice, "My lord suspects that everyone Yun wants to do something to His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

Han Zhaozhi nodded slightly.

Jian Li had already rushed back to the Red Sleeve Building, Han Zhaozhi got into his carriage, Nie Ye followed, in the carriage, Han Zhaozhi's face was very bad, Nie Ye looked at Han Zhaozhi's face and was a little worried: "My lord, are you okay?" ”

Han Zhaozhi pointed to his heart: "A little touch of her obsession, my heart is already very uncomfortable, it is conceivable that this woman is suffering every day, a small part of this suffering is due to emotion, and a large part of it is due to selfishness." ”

Nie Ye didn't understand, after all, he didn't know much about the matter between Yun Hongsleeve and His Majesty.

Han Zhaozhi has clearly felt that Yun Hongsleeve's attitude towards His Majesty is so free and easy, she is obsessed with it, but she can't ask for it, so she is fighting against her selfishness every day, she defeats this selfishness again and again, but such a victory is nothing, once there is a defeat, what you lose is the whole life, so in the long run, how much suffering do people endure?

I can't ask for it, and I can't let it go.

She can't let go of His Majesty, so she can only let go of herself.

What Han Zhaozhi was worried about was that Yun Hongsleeve let go of herself, that was a woman who was too smart and too smart, His Majesty had asked her for many things, if such a woman wanted to do something with all her heart, she couldn't prevent it, she let go of herself to fulfill His Majesty, then it was very likely to kill the prince, because she knew that if the prince was killed by His Majesty, how much infamy would His Majesty bear?

Whether it is a son killing his father or a father killing a son, it is a human tragedy, she is already a human tragedy, what is she afraid of?

She will bear this infamy, she will kill the prince, as long as the prince dies, His Majesty will not have so much pain and entanglement in his heart, it is not appropriate for anyone to do this, only she is suitable.

After killing the crown prince, she begged for death again, and finally used her life to do one thing for His Majesty, and she ended this life......

Han Zhaozhi let out a long breath, but there was still a suppressed pain in his heart, if breathing could relieve the pain, there would be no more Qi Huang in this world.

Other people's lives, touching it, it hurts.

Nie Ye looked at Han Zhaozhi and didn't dare to speak for a while, and when Han Zhaozhi's face recovered a little, he was also relieved.

"It's hard to prevent."

Han Zhaozhi said four words.

Nie Ye snorted: "If someone like the Yun family wants to do something, it is really impossible to prevent it. ”

He was silent for a long time, Han Zhaozhi was also silent for a long time, the carriage went forward, and the sound of the wheels running over the stone road became louder, because the carriage was too quiet, too quiet, the sound of the wheels seemed a little irritable, after a long time, Nie Ye looked at Han Zhaozhi, opened his mouth, held back, and after a while, opened his mouth again, but couldn't hold back.

"So...... Can you not guard against it? ”

Han Zhaozhi looked at Nie Ye fiercely: "Bold!" ”

Nie Ye immediately lowered his head: "My subordinates know their mistakes." ”

Han Zhaozhi glared at Nie Ye, his gaze gradually becoming erratic.