Fast forward a few days.

"It's the beginning of summer in a few days." Flower Shadow Charm sorted out the rice paper on the table, muttering to herself, the eleventh floor should be almost finished.

"What did you say, Miss?" Qiu'er's hand pouring tea paused, and she looked at the flower shadow with flashing eyes, and asked suspiciously.

Flower Shadow smiled and shook her head, "Didn't say anything. ”

Qiu'er puffed out her mouth, she obviously heard Miss speak, hum!

"Miss, go back to bed and rest, you've been painting for most of the day." Qiu'er complained and said, the imperial doctor said that the injury on the young lady's shoulder needs to be recuperated for a month to heal, and now it has only been four or five days, why has she been bouncing under the bed for so long.

Hua Yingmei glanced at Qiu'er obliquely, this little girl, at a young age, is like a housekeeper, chattering in her ear every day, she has never seen her mouth idle.

Hua Yingmei was powerless to support her forehead, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, I have my aunt and grandmother." ”

"Miss!" Qiu'er pouted coquettishly.

Flower Shadow Charm put away the sketches on the table, the paintings on it are all the styles of clothes, the teahouse in the east of the city has been plated by the red lotus, the flower shadow ghost feels that the clothes in this era are too ordinary, so he simply redecorated the teahouse in the east of the city and changed it into a clothing store.

……

Henan Prefecture is not close to Kyoto, and at the speed of horse-drawn carriage transportation in this era, it should still be halfway through.

Qin Rong is the official sent by Henan County to escort the stele, he walks at the front of the team, and the big man who protects the stele behind him is the dart master in the local dart bureau, most of the officials in their small place are just three-legged cats, and it is okay to catch the little thief, if you want to escort the stele, their master is really afraid that something will go wrong.

The Qinglong Dart Bureau is famous in their Henan County, and with them, Qin Rong's heart has stabilized a lot.

"The road has been halfway through, the brothers are working hard for a few days, and when the stone tablet is delivered, Longyan Dayue will definitely not treat you badly."

"Brother Qin is polite." The master of the Qinglong Dart Bureau said with a smile.

After resting for a long day, the group continued on their way, and before the queen of heaven they had to rush to the next town, or they would have to spend the night in the wilderness.

"Get down!" Qin Rong only heard a loud shout, and a figure rushed towards him, throwing him to the ground, before Qin Rong fell to the ground, he only felt that something had passed by his ear, bringing a trace of coolness.

Qin Rong ate a mouthful of dirt, and the person who knocked him down was Qing Yan, the master of the Qinglong Dart Bureau, and at this time he had already stood up and held the big knife that had been tied to his back in his hand.

Qin Rong felt that the root of his ears was a little itchy, and when he raised his hand to touch it, the wet viscosity made him feel startled in his heart, he withdrew his hand and looked down, sure enough, it was blood, he immediately raised his head, and a hidden weapon was inserted into the box behind him.

"Buzz!" The trembling sound came from far and near, and among the trees without a trace, the hidden weapon was like dust hidden in space, and it was impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye.

"It's coming!" Qingyan shouted loudly, rushed out first, and before the hidden weapon fell into the target, he cut it off halfway.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Several masked men burst out of the woods, and without saying a word, they rushed towards them.

Qin Rong is also a good kung fu in Henan County, but where has he experienced such a thing, he is very afraid in his heart.

"Ah~" Before he stood up, the heart-rending roar in his ears made him tremble.

Through the gap in the carriage, he saw that the man who had spoken to him just now was lying in a pool of blood.

"Qin Rong, take the stele and leave." Before he could recover his senses, he heard Qingyan's shouting.

Qin Rong also knew that if he lost the stele, he would not want to live, and he didn't know if it gave him courage, he gritted his teeth and quickly got up from the ground and climbed into the carriage.

"Drive~" He picked up the whip on the side and whipped the horse's ass violently, the horse neighed, and then rushed out.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and he could still hear the sound of the blades intersecting behind him, Qin Rong didn't dare to stop, let alone look back, he just pumped the horse vigorously, letting the carriage run faster, faster.

"Huh~" A sneer came from the forest.

Qingyan put away the big knife and stared coldly at the carriage that slowly disappeared from sight.

"Phew~" The man who fell in a pool of blood sat up from the ground, spat the weeds and dirt in his mouth, and casually wiped off the dye made of cinnabar ginseng water stained on his face with his hands.

"Snort, it's really fast." The person wearing the mask took off his mask casually, pouted his teeth, and said with a smile, if Qin Rong was still here, he would definitely recognize that the masked man headed by this was another big dart master of the Qinglong Dart Bureau.

Qingyan's face was indifferent: "We are already dead in the eyes of that kid, we will go to Heng Nanjing to support His Highness, you must send the inscription of the stone tablet back to the capital as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, I know, you protect Your Highness." The Masked Man said.

The man on the ground sat up, fumbled for a slight bulge behind his ear, and then tugged.

"Ah, after all these years of wearing a mask, I've almost forgotten what I look like." The man threw the human skin mask in his hand to the ground, revealing a face that was completely different from what he had just been.

Qingyan glanced at him, and also took off the mask on his face, and the few people who came to escort the stone tablet also took off the human skin on their faces.

Qin Rong set up a carriage and ran wildly, and as soon as the sun set, he rushed to a small city in Jingzhou County.

"Bang bang bang!" He jumped out of the carriage and ran to the gate of the county office, beating the drum at the gate of the county office.

The official opened the door, looked at the person in front of him and reprimanded angrily: "Don't look at the time of the complaint, this is the birthday of the eldest master, and you dare to make trouble?" "I'm going to blast him as I speak.

Qin Rong's eyes suddenly turned red, now that the situation is urgent, he can't care so much: "I am the prefect of Henan County, and I was ordered to escort the stele to Kyoto, how could I have thought that when I met a thief on the road, everyone else was killed, and I desperately escorted the stele to come, and you actually wanted to stop me because your lord had a birthday?" If you miss a big thing, I will die, you will die, even if it is your master, you will have to die! ”

The official was taken aback by his words, and although he was a little skeptical, he did not dare to make his own claim, and he said, "You wait, I will go and tell the master." ”

"That's what he said?" Hearing the report of the officer, the county magistrate squinted and asked.

The official didn't dare to deceive, and nodded hurriedly.

The county lady looked back at the master beside him and asked, "Do you think this matter is true or false?" He hadn't heard anything about the inscription.

The master groaned: "Master, I think you should keep him first, and ask the court in the book, if it is true, the above will definitely give you a credit, if it is fake, then you will click him." ”

The county lady groaned, and then said, "You go and call a few people to invite people in, and entertain him." ”

"Yes, sir." The servants shall bear it.

……

Kyoto, Hengnan Kingdom, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ouyang Lingyue was sitting in the study and studying the military book in his hand, the Sanskrit of the Western Regions was a little lame, Ouyang Lingyue looked at the temples that were a little swollen.

"Master." Hua Rong's voice came from outside.

"Enter." Ouyang Lingyue put down the book and looked at the flowers that walked in.

"Master, there is news from over there, and sure enough, someone has come to snatch the stele." Hua Rong looked at her master with a look of adoration and said respectfully.

The corners of Ouyang Lingyue's mouth hooked up a vague arc: "Who can find out?" ”

"The ghost-faced man should be from Chao Fengguo." Hua Rong replied.

"Heh~" Ouyang Lingyue let out a laugh similar to mockery, the people of Chao Feng Country are not fools, how could they snatch the stone tablet with such an obvious sign, not Chao Feng, not Ye Xi, then only Ling Yang Country will remain.

"Go and find out who Ling Fengguo sent to Hengnan this time."

"Yes!" Hua Rong should be allowed to exit the study.

The inscription was unearthed, the four countries gathered, and the world has been in turmoil since then, is it finally about to kick off?

Ouyang Lingyue's warm face showed a wicked and arrogant smile.

A few days later, above the court, the twists and turns from Jingzhou made Qian Aolin furious, the stone tablet recorded the information of Fengxing, he must not let other countries take it away.

"Spread my will, and ordered the deputy general of Jingzhou to send a hundred soldiers to escort the stone tablet." If it weren't for the fear of attracting the attention of the other three kingdoms, he would have sent troops a long time ago, how could he have thought that such a low profile would still be discovered by the three kingdoms, which is really hateful!

……

Dali Temple is still inquiring about the murderer who killed Zhao Yiwu, not so much that they are looking for the murderer, but that they are looking for clues that can clear Hua Fengyang's crimes.

It's just that most of the people have died that day, and whether it is Zhao Yanran or Zhao Zhuo, they will not say anything about Hua Fengyang's design to frame Hua Yingmei, if this matter is exposed, even if it is confirmed that it was Hua Yingmei who killed Zhao Yiwu in the end, with the blessing of the Queen Mother, Hua Yingmei will be safe and sound, and it will also ruin his son's reputation.

In the past few days, the eleventh floor is being renovated intensively, and Shura has selected a few good bones from the little beggars, intending to observe them for a few days to see their conduct before making plans.

Flower Shadow held her cheeks and sat on the bed boredly.

Thinking that Ling Bing's weapon shop had already made her secret weapon, the old man should have waited for him to go at this time, but now she couldn't do anything.

Red Lotus has been very idle lately, and she will sneak into the palace when she has nothing to do.

Is there a master in the palace? The answer is yes, but those masters will only protect Qian Aolin's side, as long as Qian Aolin is fine, where will he care who sneaks into the palace.

The moonlight was hazy, and the crescent moon was obscured by thin clouds, and the moonlight sprinkled through the clouds to the earth, covering everything with a thin veil.

"Little Mei'er, do you miss me?" The red lotus wore a big red shirt with a sassy bag, and her black hair hung down behind her so casually, letting the breeze blow, the red lotus in the corners of his eyes became more and more gorgeous, the eyebrows were raised, and the sparkling waves flowed in it, that appearance was even more charming than his women's clothes.

Flower Shadow raised her eyebrows silently, crossed Erlang's leg and bit the apple in her hand, completely ignoring the flattering glance he tossed.

Red Lotus seemed to be surprised by her appearance for a long time, he walked in front of the Flower Shadow Phantom, bent down and bowed his head, and put his bewitching face close to the Flower Shadow Phantom, the red lips evoked a peerless smile, he raised his hand, and used his fingers to stain the apple juice from the corner of the Flower Shadow Charm's mouth, and then put the fingers stained with apple juice and the smell of the Flower Shadow into his mouth.