- Dada, Dada......

Outside the Huayang Gate of Jingshi, a rider stumbled over, stepping on the bluestone road in slush everywhere.

The man on horseback was dressed in reddish-brown cotton armor with a face covered in mud and grey, as if he had experienced a long journey.

"Stop, who's coming?" the ten guards guarding the city gate raised the glaive sword in their hands.

The rider immediately dismounted, but almost slipped and fell.

He coughed a few times and said, "Bian Sai scattered and rode Zuo Qingyun...... I have something to ask for the Holy One!"

With that, he suddenly pulled out a pitch-black ancient knife from his waist, startling the travelers and merchants around him, and just as the guards were preparing to be on guard, Zuo Qingyun threw the ancient knife on the ground again, and then kept coughing.

"Ahem, trust me, this matter ...... Urgent!"

The guards looked at each other and couldn't decide for a while.

"What's going on up ahead?" A carriage pulled out of the door, followed by a group of golden-armored dragonlance riders escorting it to its side.

Their proud heads were held high, the red tassels on their helmets were swept in the wind, and their eyes could see the kind of unyielding fortitude that they would rather die than die, which showed that the dragon lance and iron cavalry had made great contributions to the safety of the children of the royal family in the past wars.

These were the Praetorian Guards escorting the royal family, and the guards guarding the gate hurriedly rushed to their knees when they saw it, and shouted in unison: "See His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Ah, no courtesy!"

Zuo Qingyun could hear that the prince's voice was very clear, and he seemed to be very young.

After that, a white and bony hand stretched out from the curtain of the carriage, pulled it gently, and poked its head out, "Everyone...... It doesn't have to be so solemn. ”

It was clearly a child, his cheeks were faintly flushed, and he was a little baby fat, so it seemed that the prince was not even a crown.

Yes, I heard that the original eldest prince died of illness, and the second prince was accidentally hit by an arrow and died of illness when he was fighting against the Lunbo rebel party in the northwest desert. Therefore, the position of the crown prince fell to the young third prince Donghuangsu.

"Did something happen?" Seeing that everyone did not get up or speak, Donghuang Su was a little embarrassed for a while.

Zuo Qingyun slowly stepped forward and saluted at this time, and said sadly: "His Royal Highness the Prince...... The Great Wall has fallen, and thousands of soldiers and civilians, almost, almost all of them have been spared!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. The guards of the Beijing camp raised their heads one by one, and even the people of the dragon lance and iron riders changed color, and the merchants and travelers on the road all showed frightened looks!

Donghuangsu looked at him in disbelief, "What did you say?!" The prince anxiously got out of the carriage, "Is this true!"

"Under the guarantee of my life, everything is seen with my own eyes, I am ordered by Lord Bai Yuege Bai, who supervised the imperial history, to come to Beijing to report the news. Zuo Qingyun pointed to the pitch-black ancient knife on the ground, "This is Lord Bai's saber!"

"Lord Bai?" Han Zhao, the leader of the Dragon Lance Iron Cavalry, had a relationship with Bai Yuege, and he remembered that the emperor had indeed assigned him to the northern border to supervise more than a month ago.

And if you look closely at the knife on the ground, it really looks like one of the five sabers that the emperor gave to the Shadow Knife guards. Because its knife is as black as ink, it will leave an afterimage in the air when it is wielded, so it is called "shadow knife".

Han Zhao dismounted and picked up the knife, and danced a knife flower in his hand, and the blade immediately left a long ink trail in the air for a short time, like an ancient dragon leaping, and the bursts of cold air that burst out also spread, breathtaking!

Han Zhao, the well-informed captain of the Iron Cavalry, immediately praised: "This is indeed a rare treasure knife, it seems that it is a shadow knife." ”

Donghuangsu nodded, then this matter is not trivial, he must go and tell his father.

"What about the King of Ulan?" the prince asked with concern.

I saw Zuo Qingyun reply gloomily: "Lord Junwang...... He's dead. ”

Donghuangsu gritted his teeth, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, his sadness was no less than Zuo Qingyun, "Brother Yin, isn't he even here......?

Zuo Qingyun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew that Donghuang Yin's goal before his death was to seize the throne, would he still be able to cry......

I guess I'll drag my little rider out and cut it off.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my father. Donghuangsu waved his hand and motioned to all the iron riders, and then stepped back into the carriage, "Now, go back to Ouchi!"

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The eunuch in the imperial dining room pushed open the door of the Meditation Pavilion.

After removing her weapon, Lillette put on the wide-sleeved gown that her father-in-law had prepared in advance, and stepped into the door with a pride of pride.

At the entrance, there is a screen painted with white cranes, and the incense burner placed next to the door exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

Bypassing the screen, there is another red carpet on the ground that extends to the inner courtyard, and the vault of the attic of the inner courtyard is high and magnificent, and there are faint wood carvings.

The style is good, Lillet touched his chin, and his subordinates have changed into wide-sleeved silk robes and are already waiting here.

This mysterious Dali Temple Lord Cheng Lu also arranged eight graceful singers.

They sit dignified on stone chairs in the corridors to the left and right, holding pipa or knees-pillow guqins, and flicking between their jade fingers, bringing the quiet music of the Far East to the ears of these Westerners.

Some of the knights looked at it curiously and whispered.

"Hey, James, that girl looks pretty good!"

"What do you think, I think it's ugly, it's not as good as my hometown of Paranmi. ”

"At least...... It looks very elegant, I don't look at my face. ”

Lillette walked up behind them and coughed deliberately, glaring at his subordinates with a gloomy expression.

"Oh, my lord, I'm sorry. The knights laughed "hey, hey, hey" one by one, breaking the solemn atmosphere here.

Those fathers-in-law looked at each other and sighed bitterly, until the great eunuch in the imperial dining room sang: "Dali Temple Cheng Lu Feng Lu Lord is invited!"

Only then did Lillet lead a group of people into the Meditation Pavilion.

There are also door couplets hanging on the two pillars of vermilion in front of the door, one reads "self-cultivation and taste the world's unique taste", the other reads "morality and politics serve the public goods and the world suffers", and the plaque on the plaque says: "Jingxin Pavilion".

What a big shelf, Lillette began to be a little interested, and saw that there was a hazy curtain in front of the hall in the room.

You can see a figure sitting at the table, it must be the Lord Lu who is like a god who solves cases and fights all over the invincible opponents in the pass.

I wonder which one is more powerful than the first twilight ruling of Valantine? Lillette was a little inexplicably looking forward to it, and almost couldn't help but want to compete.

However, more important than that, is to capture the damned heretical witch.

"At Lower Lillette Glendale, it's an honor to have morning tea with Lord Lu. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, a strange and mocking voice came from the hall: "Hehehehe, I know." ”

Everyone's faces changed when they heard this, what kind of thing is this?! Lillette blushed even more, and immediately opened the curtain suddenly.

A long-necked Sals, dressed in a white robe with a red scarf around his head, crossed his legs and bared a gold tooth in his mouth and smiled evilly at Lillette.

"Who is your clown?!" Lilllet's eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Dangdang, in Lower Hassan, is a ...... Uh, a good Sals merchant, can you believe it?" said the long-necked fellow with a shrug.

After that, someone from Lillet's subordinates immediately shouted, "It's this bastard clown who stole our money!"

Lillet also recognized it, and the blue tendons on his forehead appeared, and he couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed in his heart, and he wanted to cut off the groundhog's head with a sword!

Just as all the Valantins were gearing up and about to make a move, the Hassan scratched his head and said, "It seems that I am sitting in the wrong place." ”

He kicked his feet and suddenly stood upright.

Then everyone suddenly felt that it was dark, black curtains were lowered from every window, and the curtain of the hall was instantly raised, and the whole room became pitch black, and there was no sunlight to penetrate!

One of the knights shouted, "Oops, this can't be an ambush?!"

"Where's the sword?

"What the hell are these Orientals up to?!"

At the moment of panic, only Lillette still stood calmly in place, and said coldly: "It seems that we underestimate this Mr. Lu." ”

The next moment, the falling black curtain was pulled up again, and after the darkness passed, the sunlight shone into the hall again, and a man in a black robe suddenly appeared on the Taishi chair in the middle.

His face was as pale as a dead man, his eyebrows were raised like sharp swords, and his well-defined face seemed to Westerners to have a characteristic Oriental temperament.

"Dali Temple Lu Shifeng welcomes all Western friends who come here from thousands of miles away. On, tea!"

A group of black-clothed Dali Temple deacons immediately walked out of the two sides behind Lu Xianfeng, wearing Tang knives on their waists and holding tea trays in their hands, standing behind everyone like a flock of jackdaws, and serving the tea sets in a uniform manner.

Lillette became more and more unable to resist the competitive spirit that was about to move, and he wanted to see this Lu Shifeng's ability more and more. I hope to see who is really strong one day.

"Interesting, very interesting. He said.

Then the crows dispersed, and several women carrying purple clay teapots came lightly, like a pre-arranged dance, and staged a wonderful performance for the guests without interruption.

When the tea overflowed, the faint fragrance of tea diffused in an instant, surrounding the tip of everyone's nose.

Hassan clapped his hands, the knights were dumbfounded, and in astonishment, the women staggered out of the arena, their neon clothes and feathers dancing into a red cloud.

Lu Xianfeng sat down at this time, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said in that slightly magnetic voice: "Distinguished guests, please." ”