Outside the bamboo dock, the night is as cool as water, and inside the bamboo dock, it is dim. As soon as the person who had just returned home from the palace mourning hall entered the door, he hurried to the bamboo dock without even having time to change his clothes, and saw that Suzaku was waiting here early in the morning, and couldn't suppress the urgency and joy in his heart, and said to Suzaku: "Sparrow, you came just in time!" Hurry up and prepare, find a few capable people to guard the city gate, and once you encounter the northwest team escorting meteorites into Beijing, stop them for me! ”

When the man serving the tea heard that he was coming, he was pouring the tea slowly, and when he heard his unusually impatient gaffe, he looked at him inexplicably. Suzaku was also puzzled by his instructions, and asked puzzledly, "Father-in-law, is there any movement in the palace?" Why did my father-in-law give such an urgent order just after returning from the palace? ”

After he sat down, his face slowly changed back to the same look as before, and he looked at the two people in the room with burning eyes, squeezing out between his lips and teeth word by word, and said, "If I didn't guess wrong, it must be a firearm." ”

The man serving the tea shook his hands in shock, and almost dropped the teapot. Suzaku asked in disbelief, "Father-in-law, what are you, what is a firearm?" Don't...... What was the earth-shattering noise at noon? As soon as Suzaku finished, he couldn't help but be stunned and gasped, if it was really a long-lost firearm, and it shocked the world like this, the situation was very bad.

He didn't rush to answer Suzaku, but slowly sat on the chair, his brows became deeper and deeper, and after pondering for a while, he gradually spoke: "After that loud noise, if he hadn't rushed to announce my entry into the palace, the people I sent had already arrived at Yaoshan at this time, whether it was true or not, you will find out if it is true or not." But now, it's too late, whatever it is, he's got the lead. In particular, he had never summoned several of us brothers into the palace in such a hurry, putting aside any high-sounding words of stabilizing the hearts of the people, as if he was afraid that we would take action, and even specially announced the Si Tianjian who was in charge of the astrological calendar into the palace to explain the matter of the meteor. The more he made such a move, the more I suspected that there was definitely something strange behind this loud noise. Moreover, he has already sent the Northwest Prefecture guard to Yaoshan to consign the so-called 'meteorite' into Beijing, and I suspect that there is no meteorite at all, this is just a way for him to cover people's eyes and ears and transfer firearms! ”

When the person serving the tea heard this, he also nodded secretly, and seemed to agree with his analysis, and Suzaku also followed his train of thought a little bit, and asked again: "Father-in-law, based on these alone, are you sure that it is a firearm?" ”

He hesitated slightly, and then the soft gaze in the eyes of the person serving the tea suddenly became sharp and firm, and he presented the poured tea in front of him. He went to pick up the tea, but found that the man was holding on to the cup of tea and did not let go, he raised his eyes and looked over in confusion, and found that the man was looking at him unswervingly, and said slowly in a convincing tone: "Lord, I have served this cup of tea for seven years." Seeing the tea handed to him, how could the prince let it fall into his hands? ”

He understood, nodded solemnly, and gradually raised a fierce and resolute gaze in his eyes, and instructed Suzaku: "Sparrow, you only need to send someone to quietly watch the team coming to Beijing from the northwest at the city gate." As for you, you still have to stay with Shang Yushu, if it is really a meteorite that is brought in, if there are really hidden firearms inside, then I will never allow these firearms to fall into his hands! Got it? ”

The expression on Suzaku's face became more and more solemn, and he nodded slowly in obedience, and retreated uneasily.

At this moment, it was the second half of the night, she looked at the bleak moonlight in the night sky, and thought that Yu Yan and they were already asleep, so she no longer returned to Shangfu, swaying on the street, and unconsciously walked to the lonely place of the Chengnan Market, looking at a tall and straight acacia tree stunned, she remembered the first time she fought with Changji, she traced him all the way to this tree, and looked up, there was an obvious gap in the branch of this tree, which was still when Suzaku waved the bone-loving whip at Changji, and was blocked by Changji's sword, and only then did he knock off a thick branch.

Suzaku jumped a few steps, flew to sit on the treetops, overlooking the entire Ding'an City sleeping soundly in the night, looked in the direction of Shangfu, and then looked in the direction of Yingfu, at this moment, her gaze was softer than any time during the day.

At this moment, in the Ying Mansion Hall, all the subordinates were held back, and next to the swaying candle shadow, two figures were gathering together to discuss something. A familiar stunned voice sounded: "What?!" Lord, do you want to transfer firearms to the capital? ”

Ying Chengzhao nodded, and said with a dark expression on his face: "Changji, do you know that the emperor sent someone to deliver news to me tonight, and the 'meteorite' of Yaoshan will be escorted into Beijing in the near future?" ”

Changji suddenly realized, and replied in a low voice: "Should the Lord be, with the help of meteorites, as a disguise?" ”

Ying Chengzhao gathered a meaningful smile on his face, squinted at the long machine with shrewd triangular eyes, and asked: "As soon as the loud noise of the medicine mountain came out, the emperor immediately announced those princes into the palace and told them about the meteorite. Do you think that the prince who the emperor wants him to hear this 'meteorite' speech the most will really believe that what was transported into Beijing was a meteorite? ”

Changji's slender eyes reflected Ying Chengzhao's confident appearance, and he didn't know why, so he was puzzled: "Half believe, half doubt." ”

Ying Chengzhao raised his wrist, stroked the two whiskers on his mouth, and said quietly: "That prince and the emperor have been secretly fighting for so many years, how can the emperor not know his temperament, he must also think that he has seen through the emperor's intentions, how can he easily let go of this 'meteorite' transported into the capital from the northwest?" ”

Changji asked worriedly: "So, what should I do if the firearm is transported in, comes to the capital, and is discovered?" ”

The smile on Ying Chengzhao's lips became stronger, and he asked rhetorically, "Who brought firearms into the capital like this?" Changji was stunned for a moment, Ying Chengzhao glanced at Changji with great ambition, and continued: "Meteorites are meteorites, and firearms are firearms. The emperor knew himself and the enemy, and deliberately misled that person, making that person think that the meteorite was a disguise, but as everyone knows, the fact that he decided that the meteorite was a disguise provided convenience for us to transfer firearms. ”

Only then did Changji really understand the meaning of Ying Chengzhao's words, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how many rounds of fighting over the years would take place before the emperor would quietly gain the upper hand in the game with that person. After hearing that the firearms would not enter Beijing with the meteorite, Changji asked puzzledly: "So the Lord Ying, when will the firearms be transferred?" ”

Ying Chengzhao's lips pursed, and he was just about to speak, at this time, there was a sound of "kick and tap" footsteps outside the door, and the two figures ran to Ying Chengzhao from outside the door like a colt, and suddenly pounced on his lap, and the old housekeeper hurriedly rushed over from outside the door, and hurriedly explained: "The master forgives the sin, the young master and sister have to shout to find the master, and when they heard the voice of the master in the lobby, they rushed in like two ghosts." ”

Ying Chengzhao listened, the fierceness in his eyes all dissipated, and he was very fond and spoiled, looked at this pair of children, and hugged them on his knees. The son reached up to his face and pulled at his beard and giggled, and the daughter first pulled the ribbon around his waist and tied it in a bow, and then caught a glimpse of a beautiful shiny feather behind his hat, and couldn't wait to grab it. Changji saw that Ying Chengzhao was kind and honestly tossed by this pair of children, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

The old housekeeper saw that his daughter was about to pull the flower feather that Ying Chengzhao was wearing on her head, and hurriedly stopped: "Sister! I can't help it, that's the lifeblood of the master! You can't make a mistake! ”

Ying Chengzhao glanced at the old housekeeper, and gently stroked his daughter's horn bun with infinite pity, raised his hand and took off the official hat, and handed the jade flower feather on the hat to his daughter's hand, let her play with it, the daughter was very happy, hugged Ying Chengzhao's neck and pouted and kissed him on his shriveled cheek. Ying Chengzhao let out a hearty laugh from the depths of his heart, and said: "This pair of clever ghosts is the lifeblood of the old man, what is Hua Ling?" Ping'er, An'er, you, aren't you? ”

The daughter was looking at Hua Ling curiously, and the son was also looking at the toy taken from his father's head with longing, and said aggrievedly: "Daddy is eccentric!" I gave good things to my sister to play with, but not An'er! ”

Ying Chengzhao pretended to be innocent to his son and said in surprise: "Oh? Why is An'er so wronged? Daddy wants to listen, why is Daddy partial? ”

The son pointed to the flower feather in his daughter's hand, and then pointed to the lantern outside, and said in a milky voice: "The big feather is for my sister, and the lantern is also for my sister!" ”

The daughter also replied angrily: "You Hu! It's your own lantern that has broken down, and you still want to rob me! ”

As if the secret had been broken, the son pouted angrily, and said coquettishly to Ying Chengzhao, who was smiling from ear to ear: "Daddy! If I don't follow, my sister will know how to bully An'er! This year, Daddy will take An'er to buy a lantern again! ”

Ying Chengzhao listened, the smile on his face gradually froze and converged, waved his hand to the old housekeeper, and said, "Take Ping'er and An'er back to sleep." ”

The old housekeeper didn't understand what was wrong, why Ying Chengzhao's face suddenly changed, but seeing that he and Changji seemed to have something undiscussed, he hurriedly went over to take the two children, but when the son saw that his father didn't agree to the toy he wanted, he almost squeezed out tears and muttered: "Daddy, An'er's lanterns are broken, Daddy will take An'er to the flower market to buy one this year!" ”

Ying Chengzhao said softly: "An'er, Daddy sent someone to buy it for you, the flower market, we won't go this year." He turned his head to the old housekeeper and said, "I saw Ping'er An'er on this year's Shangyuan Festival, and I am not allowed to take them to the flower market, remember?" ”

Although the old housekeeper was confused, seeing Ying Chengzhao's solemn and serious look, he hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, master, remember, remember." ”

When the old housekeeper retreated with the children, Changji looked at the lantern on the eaves outside the hall, thinking about Ying Chengzhao's strange reaction just now, and seemed to have guessed something in his heart. Ying Chengzhao saw Changji's thoughtful expression, knowing that he had guessed a few points, so the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he stared at Changji with a shrewd and deep triangle, as if asking: "When to transfer the firearm, do you have a good idea in your heart?" ”

Changji's eyes rolled slightly, and he nodded slowly, it seems that only waiting for that lively festival is the most suitable time.