"I... I..." Yin Chenglian was firmly choked by Ying Chengzhao's successive questions, and was speechless like a fish in his throat.

"Your Highness, admit it. Even if you get out of the empty shelf of the old Prince's Mansion, you will still be an empty shelf. An unfathomable sneer appeared on Ying Chengzhao's lips.

"Your Highness's affairs, you don't need to talk nonsense! What the hell do you want to do! Yin Chenglian shouted a little angrily.

"Someone should see too much, and the more powerless a person is, the more he will use strong words and shout nonsense." Ying Chengzhao's expression became more and more calm, and his eyes were unfathomably dark, "Your Highness knows that what you don't have right now, Ying Someone can give it to you, and it will definitely let you gain a firm foothold in the court." ”

Yin Cheng practiced for a moment, remembered the words of Painting Thirteen, and suddenly said, "You really want to trade with me?" ”

"I'm afraid this is not something His Highness himself realized, right?" Ying Chengzhao smiled faintly, and his gaze slowly turned into the distance, "This master behind His Highness is really doing his best for His Highness." ”

"There's no one behind me. What exactly do you want to say? Yin Chenglian gradually redoubled his vigilance.

"I'm not going around in circles anymore." Ying Chengzhao neatly twisted his beard twice, brushed his sleeves, and said with a determined expression, "Troops, people's hearts, and wealth, I can do my best to dedicate myself to His Highness." The condition is that I ask Your Highness to give me only one person. ”

Yin Chenglian gradually clenched his fists and said coldly: "Who?" ”

"A dying man." Ying Chengzhao's face sank, his voice was rough, solid as a rock and unshakable, and he said a name word by word: "Painting thirteen." ”

"Thirteen, be careful." When Jingmo hid behind the door and poked his head out to look, he caught a glimpse of the family members of the Zhou Mansion walking in twos and threes, and hurriedly pulled back the painting thirteen.

"Before Steward Luo died, he mentioned the banyan tree in the Zhou Mansion." Hua Thirteen raised his eyes and looked around, and gradually frowned, "However, as far as I know, there is no banyan tree in the Zhou Mansion. This mansion is already small and exquisite, with an unobstructed view of flowers and trees. I'm worried, will the banyan tree mentioned by Steward Luo have long been uprooted by Zhou Rong or Lord Qiu, intentionally or unintentionally? ”

"Banyan ......" Jingmo muttered to himself twice, and suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up as if he had something, "Follow me." ”

Jing Mo pulled the painting thirteen to avoid the family's sight, and in a blink of an eye came to the lobby of the Zhou Mansion, a place of déjà vu.

"Jingmo, what do you think of?" Painting 13 is somewhat ambiguous.

"Remember here?" Jing Mo and Hua Thirteen slipped into the empty and bleak lobby without anyone noticing, and she looked around, as if the last thing that happened here was just yesterday.

"Of course, here you were my wife for a moment." Hua Thirteen's gaze slowly softened, but then he wondered, "But Jingmo, you won't take me here to revisit and reminisce about yesterday, right?" ”

"Look there." Jing Mo smiled lightly, his gaze slowly moved up, and he raised his hand and pointed to the large picture scroll behind the seat in the center of the lobby.

Painting 13 walked in and took a look, and couldn't help but be slightly taken aback, and the light in his eyes lit up: "It turns out that the banyan tree is in the painting!" ”

Painting Thirteen looked back at Jingmo in surprise, Jingmo nodded and smiled faintly: "At that time, do you remember when the county lord splashed the hot water on me, you suddenly rushed over and stopped it for me." It was then that I slammed my eyes over the painting, and I was so impressed that I could even feel the burning pain on your back when I saw it. ”

Hua Thirteen couldn't help but raise his hand and gently rubbed Jingmo's cloud-like hair, and smiled softly with his eyes: "Don't be afraid." That's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Then, Hua Thirteen turned his head to look at the painting carefully, Jingmo hurriedly took the candlestick, and Wen Yan asked, "Is it Zhou Rong's nested painting method in the painting?" Is it easy to solve? ”

Painting Thirteen glanced at the candlestick handed over by Jingmo, shook his head, and after looking at the paintings on the wall for a long time, his eyebrows became deeper and deeper: "These banyan trees appear a little abruptly, but they don't seem to be strange because they are relying on strange mountains and strange stones. ”

Painting 13 paced back and forth along the wall, his hand on the thin layer of gray paper, his eyes faintly pondering the absence of a banyan tree, and gradually falling into deep thought.

Jingmo stood not far away and watched the painting thirteen contemplatively pacing back and forth, and from time to time he glanced at the banyan tree in the painting on the wall. Suddenly, she took a few steps back and looked at the banyan tree in the painting.

"Thirteen, come and see this painting with me." Jing Mo suddenly greeted with a sense of understanding.

Painting Thirteen walked over suspiciously: "How? ”

Jingmo's gaze wandered fixedly on the drawing paper, and he narrated his findings: "Look, the daylight on the painting is on the upper left. The other trees planted between the rocks are all glad to point in the direction of daylight, but only the banyan tree, which is dense in a very different direction. From a distance, it doesn't look like a banyan tree, but like a ......."

"It's an arrow!" Painting Thirteen was suddenly startled, he hurriedly looked at the whole painting again according to this line of thought, he saw that the scattered banyan trees spread from the lower right corner of the painting to the left, pointing at each other one by one, until pointing out of the drawing paper, Painting Thirteen's gaze looked over, glanced at Jingmo, and said, "It's a bookshelf." ”

With a "snap", the bowl beside Yin Chenglian fell to the ground and shattered into a hard and cold white flower petals, and his resolute voice poured out of his throat: "Impossible!" ”

Ying Chengzhao smiled noncommittally, took out two things from his arms, presented them to Yin Chenglian, and said, "This is half of the talisman." And this booklet is the 'short of the family' of the minister of humerus in the DPRK and China. These two things can get half of the country. Do you understand? ”

Yin Chenglian looked at Ying Chengzhao's straight eyes, was silent for a moment, looked at the two things he presented to him, and sneered: "I'm afraid you're looking for the wrong person." These two things may be like treasures to you Ying Chengzhao, but to Your Highness, they are not worth mentioning at all. ”

Ying Chengzhao laughed loudly: "Why doesn't Your Highness understand, even if you are a high-ranking prince with noble blood, but first, you have no mother and concubine in the harem, and second, you have no important ministers in the court, do you think that a prince's title can ensure that you ascend to that throne?" You see, even if you're provoked ten times now, there's nothing you can do about someone. I advise you, learn to judge the situation, why bother to be angry? ”

Ying Chengzhao looked at Yin Chenglian frowning and didn't speak, and his face gradually turned into an unfathomable faint smile: "Your Highness, you might as well think about it, ten years ago, the first queen was unparalleled, and what kind of outstanding position did you have, but what a result?" Your crown prince's throne is not abolished if the emperor says that it will be abolished? As the saying goes, it is the most ruthless emperor. The emperor snubbed His Royal Highness for ten years, and occasionally used His Highness again, are you sure that the emperor will not abandon His Highness again? It is better to ask for others than for yourself, and it is time for His Highness to plan for himself where to go. ”

Yin Chenglian's eyes became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be a cold and endless tide in his heart, constantly churning and eroding the reef on the shore. The man who had not seen the high tide for too long did not know how to resist the power of the tide, and for a moment, he was in a trance.

"You, why did you choose to draw thirteen?" Yin Cheng asked the ghost envoy in a hurry.

Ying Chengzhao's locked eyebrows stretched suddenly, he stared at the thick darkness in his eyes, and stared at Yin Chenglian intently: "Who is he, Your Highness probably knows better than me, right?" ”

Yin Chenglian's eyes flickered slightly, he swallowed his throat, and asked inexplicably, "What do you want to do with him?" ”

Ying Chengzhao brushed his beard and smiled like a teacher looking at an ignorant young son: "Since I am willing to spend a lot of money to beg him as a person, how can I treat him well?" Your Highness, I know that you have a good relationship with Hua Thirteen, but if I want to take his life or harm him, why do I need to go to such great lengths and tongues to deal with His Highness? In this case, Your Highness can go back to your home and consider it, and if you are not at ease, it is not impossible to discuss it with your advisors. These two things are waiting for His Highness's reply. ”

As he spoke, Ying Chengzhao slowly withdrew the talisman and booklet placed in front of Yin Chenglian with a thick smile on his face, and respectfully raised his hand to send off the guests.

"Answer the Lord." Behind the screen in the house, a dark shadow walked out faintly, standing in front of Ying Chengzhao as tame as a sheep, "Ying Chenglian is like a god, Yin Chenglian was really attacked in the northern suburbs." But my subordinates don't know what the fire later meant......"

Ying Chengzhao raised his hand coldly to stop the black shadow from continuing, and he said lightly: "Changji, I should do things for Chengzhao, when do I need to give you an explanation?" ”

Changji suddenly knelt down and bowed his head: "Answer the Lord." The long machine knows the guilt, only obeys the Lord's orders, and does not ask why. I won't ask more questions in the future. ”

"...... in the future" Ying Chengzhao suddenly repeated Changji's words inexplicably, his bottomless eyes became even more obscure, but his expression looked at Changji extremely gently, "According to the rules of your Guigu Mountain, this is the third year that you have followed me, and it is also the last year." The long plane, the northern suburbs, is an accident and an inevitability. God is urging me. ”

With a long sigh from Ying Chengzhao, Changji knelt down and kowtowed to Mingzhi: "Lord Ying rest assured." If the long plane does not help the Lord to succeed, he will definitely not leave halfway. Changji has lived to this day, and has never been looked down upon, only here in the Lord, it has been put to use, and the Changji is willing to die for the Lord. ”

Ying Chengzhao nodded with satisfaction, put down the shelf and hideous for the first time, and helped the long machine up with his own hands, his eyes were full of foresight, and he said slowly: "You can leave the preparation of the meteorite to a trustworthy person." You have to prepare wholeheartedly for the Midyear Festival after the New Year, you know? This matter is about my life and death, and about my life's work. You've got to get it done for me. ”

Changji nodded heavily, but a warm and confused light flashed in a pair of gloomy eyes on his solemn face: "Rest assured, the Lord should be relieved!" The long machine definitely lives up to its mission. ”

Ying Chengzhao nodded, his eyes turned, and his gaze circled around the long body for a long time: "Do you know why I have been letting you secretly protect Yin Chenglian?" Even when you went south, I specially asked the Holy One to take you with me. ”

Changji lowered his eyes and replied: "The Lord's arrangement must have a deep meaning. Changji remembered that Lord Ying said that now is not the time to break Yin Cheng's practice. ”

Ying Chengzhao smiled faintly in a sullen voice: "Have you ever thought about why I have to go to great lengths to leave Yin Chenglian this useless life?" ”

"Changji doesn't dare to speculate on the will of the Lord." The long machine hung his head deeply.

Ying Chengzhao's gaze drifted away: "The lips are dead and the teeth are cold." On this road, Yin Chenglian is not my biggest obstacle. And you also have to draw a line with the person who should be opposed, understand? ”

Changji's eyebrows jumped, his teeth twitched violently, he swallowed his throat, and after hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly squeezed out a reply: "Yes, Changji doesn't dare." ”