On the hills in the night, the silver moon swims in and out of the clouds, reflecting the flickering light and darkness here. Jing Ge stared at the lonely carriage on the official road at the foot of the mountain, and after a while, he let out an angry cold snort from the mask of the silver sè, the black sè material, the extremely hard spear was hanging next to his war horse, and then the reins of this horse were more than his hands.

Since the rebellion in the autumn of the seventh year of Qingli, the Qin family has fallen. And in front of the tens of thousands of people in the imperial city, the silver-faced Jing Ge, who picked Qin Heng, has also become a legendary figure. Especially in the past three years, Chen Pingping has been deliberately delegating power to cultivate the new forces of the Supervision Yuan, in order to smoothly transition this courtyard to Fan Xian, Jing Ge, who is Fan Xian's close confidant, naturally took over the position of the leader of the five black cavalry of the Supervision Yuan.

The moment the old man in the wheelchair at the foot of the mountain was carried into the carriage, a trace of despair and anger rose in Jing Ge's heart, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, he was ready to rush down with his subordinates to rob people. Because he couldn't watch Old Dean Chen at all, he embarked on the road of returning to Beijing and dying!

Back then, he was bullied in the army camp, and howled miserably in a routine drill to defend himself, but unexpectedly, he killed the Qin family's son. Since then, he has been sent to Qingguo's death row, and his family and wife who remained in his hometown have been secretly killed by the Qin family in revenge. Originally, he was already a dead man, but he was secretly rescued by Chen Pingping, and arranged him in the black horse, wearing a silver mask to cover his true face, in order to take revenge, in order to repay the favor, he has always achieved the position of deputy commander in the black horse.

Fan Xian gave him a chance to take revenge, so he was extremely grateful to Fan Xian. However, he knew better that it was Chen Pingping who gave him a second life, and the silver-faced Jing Ge regarded Old Dean Chen as a reborn parent in his heart.

Hei rode in the mountain, Chen Pingping's wheelchair got into the carriage, and he felt a sense of murder in his heart, and he was about to rush down, and then was indifferently pulled by the bald head next to him.

Jing Ge looked back angrily, those deep eyes, through the opening in the silver mask, stared at the bald head, but he didn't make a move, because this bald head had more seniority in the Supervision Yuan than him, and once had a more important position, this bald head was the former sponsor of the seven places that Fan Xian had seen in the prison of the Supervision Yuan back then.

"The dean said that your task is to take these 4,000 black horsemen to escort the convoy out of the country, and then make sure that all the 4,000 black horsemen are left ...... In the hands of Lord Xiao Fan. ”

The bald man's face today looks extremely old and tired, and his heart is full of sadness and anger like Jing Ge, but he is Chen Pingping's most trusted old courtier, and he appeared in the black horse today, just by following the order of the old dean, he suppressed the possible sāo movement of the black horse.

"Do you know that if the dean returns to Beijing, he will never be able to come out again. Jing Ge looked at him coldly and asked slowly, word by word.

"This is what the dean meant, and everything I do is to act according to the will of his old man. The bald head has a calm face and does not retreat.

Jing Ge looked at the official road in a daze, and then saw Chen Pingping at the car door, looking back at the sharp eyes, his body trembled, slowly raised his right hand, and clenched it into a fist slightly, restraining the violent feelings in the hearts of his subordinates.

After a long time, watching the black sè convoy slowly embark on the road back to Beijing under the siege or escort of the three thousand cavalry of the Kyoto garrison division, Jing Ge took a deep breath, slowly took off the silver mask on his face, revealing the terrible and miserable wound, and was speechless for a long time.

He said goodbye to Chen Pingping, knowing that he might never see the old dean again in the future, Jing Ge's eyes, which had always been indifferent, moistened slightly.

The bald head kept looking over there and was silent, with a slight smile on his face, but a trace of joy gradually appeared in his eyes. The bald host dismounted, knelt down on the quiet official road over there, and kowtowed very respectfully.

Jing Ge looked at his expression, and his heart was slightly shocked, knowing that once this old man completed the task of monitoring his exit, he was afraid that he would go with Old Dean Chen...... His heart was slightly sad, but he didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly, and then dismounted and kowtowed to the other side.

All the black knights dismounted at the same time, knelt down densely on this small hill, kowtowed to the official road that was no longer empty and carless, and said goodbye to Old Dean Chen.

After a while, Jing Ge carefully put on the silver mask on his face and gave the order in a hoarse voice: "Close, go east." ”

Yes, these 4,000 black horsemen are the most powerful and reliable force of the Supervision Yuan, no matter how His Majesty the Emperor wants to deal with Chen Pingping, no matter what method the court will think of to weaken the Supervision Yuan, in order to counteract the possible backlash because of Chen Pingping, the black horses will be the top priority in the eyes of the imperial court.

And when Jing Ge received Chen Pingping's order, he had to send all the four thousand black horsemen, safely, and without missing a leak, to Fan Xian's hands, which was originally one of the last gifts Chen Pingping gave to Fan Xian.

Silver-faced Jing Ge knew that his mission was heavy, so his back was also heavy when he led the black horse down the hill.

............ If Chen Pingping was really willing to go to war with His Majesty the Emperor head-on, there was no doubt that these four thousand black horsemen who were rampant between the counties of Qingguo could start from the inside of Qingguo and cut countless deep wounds in Qingguo's abdomen. Coupled with the fact that the Supervision Yuan has placed in the Yabian Army of various ministries over the years, it is not difficult to say that Chen Pingping is on the verge of death, and it can plunge the entire Qingguo into turmoil.

However, Chen Pingping did not have such a choice, he would rather go back to Beijing alone to face the extremely powerful emperor His Majesty, rather than let the subordinates of the Supervision Yuan who were loyal to him tear their faces and start a big war with the imperial court. He protected the interests of the Qingguo court at the maximum, after all, he was loyal to the Qingguo.

Of course, a scheming man like Chen Pingping naturally can't let his inspector Erlang be played by the imperial court and His Majesty the Emperor because of his return to Beijing. He knew that under the strong strength of His Majesty, in front of the powerful opportunity of Qingguo's national power, even if the Supervision Yuan tried its best to shake it, at most, it could only plunge the world into turmoil, and could not guarantee his own survival.

He didn't want the sons and daughters of the Supervision Yuan to be harmed, so he chose to go out of Beijing with the convoy and arrived in Dazhou, and then very skillfully gathered these people he wanted to protect, and wanted to leave these strengths to Fan Xian, so that they could leave Kyoto, a place of right and wrong.

Including Wang Qinian, including those luggage Meiji on the convoy, including those officials of the Supervision Yuan who were most loyal to him, including the seven old organizers who had followed him for thirty years, and of course, including the 4,000 black horsemen he had secretly operated for many years.

These are all people that Chen Pingping thinks must survive, and they are also the people Fan Xian needs, and these people are moving forward in silence and sadness in the dark night at this time, preparing to cross the border of Qingguo and go deep into Dongyi City, which has been mastered by Fan Xian and His Royal Highness, and from then on, they will break away from the control of Emperor Qingguo, and truly become a powerful force in Fan Xian's hands.

These forces are the bargaining chips that Chen Pingping left to Fan Xian, and the bargaining chips that allow Fan Xian to negotiate with His Majesty the Emperor.

However, chips have their own feelings, and they have their own feelings. The black horseman searched for the mountain road around the official road, moving forward like a ghost, and the silver-faced Jing Ge had no choice but to eliminate the idea of sending troops to slaughter the cavalry of the Kyoto garrison division and recapture the old dean under the indifferent eyes of the bald head. And on the convoys they protected, the officials and spies of the Supervision Yuan had more far-reaching thoughts.

Wang Qinian's face after disguise was not only stiff at this time, but also old. He glanced at the blood-stained Gundam beside him, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "The dean is back to Beijing...... Just begging for death. ”

Gundam was still in a semi-comatose at this time, and the dumb lady couldn't speak, so she looked at the adult in astonishment, not knowing who she was talking to.

Outside the slowly moving carriage, someone suddenly sighed, and an ordinary-looking official of the Supervision Yuan pushed the car door, walked in, sat opposite Wang Qinian, and said after a long silence: "Everyone knows, but everyone can't stop it, you should know that the dean is doing this for the benefit of the hospital, he doesn't want Qingguo to be turbulent, and he doesn't want the little grandfather to get involved." ”

"Zong Chai, you have been following me, are you afraid that I will inform Lord Xiao Fan. Wang Qinian didn't have the slightest intention of joking tonight, he just looked at the partner opposite coldly, and said word by word: "If the dean is dead, it is impossible for Lord Xiao Fan not to participate in it, in this case, why not do this move in advance, now in this world, the person who can prevent things from happening in Kyoto...... He was the only one left. ”

Sitting opposite him is Zong Chai, this person and Wang Qinian are called the wings of the Supervision Yuan, running thousands of miles, tracking traces, and they are one of the strongest two people in the world. He looked at Wang Qinian and said calmly: "Before leaving, the dean has a strict order for you, and it is strictly forbidden for you to notify Lord Xiao Fan. ”

Wang Qinian's brows suddenly furrowed, and he said, "It is said that Lord Xiao Fan has left Dongyi City, and he was pursued by many Dongyi rebels on the way...... How did those Dongyi rebels know the route of the Supervision Yuan's return to China?"

Zong Chai didn't answer, Wang Qinian stared at him and said: "It's the old dean's rumor, he wants to prevent Fan Xian from returning to Beijing in advance, and he wants to end these things before Fan Xian returns to Beijing." ”

Zong Chai acquiesced to this.

Wang Qinian slowly lowered his head and said, "It will take some time for Dazhou to return to Beijing. If I leave the convoy at this time and rush to Yanjing East to inform Lord Xiao Fan, he should still have time to rush back to Kyoto. ”

A very complicated emotion suddenly appeared in Zong Chai's eyes, and he said: "Over the years, I have been following the old dean, and you have been following Lord Xiao Fan, and the task given to me by the dean is to keep an eye on you. He sighed: "What the Dean said is right, people who have followed Master Xiao Fan for a long time will become different from us people, become too impulsive, and don't think much about the results. ”

Then he said very seriously: "I must carry out the dean's order, and I can't let you drag Master Xiao Fan in." ”

"Can you stop me?" Wang Qinian said as he stared at him.

"The two of us have never been able to decide between winners and losers, even when you were in civilian jobs a few years ago. A strange smile appeared on Zong Chai's face.

Then his smile condensed on his face, because a knife handle silently hit his waist and eyes, making half of his body numb, and then Wang Qinian turned into a knife and slashed at the back of his neck, he didn't snort, and fell on the wooden board of the carriage.

The dumb lady held the child in her arms, looked at this scene with a shocked face, and was speechless.

Gundam, who was holding the knife tightly, opened his eyes, breathed twice with difficulty, and said to Wang Qinian, "Let's go." ”

Wang Qinian glanced at him, nodded slowly, and said, "Lord Xiao Fan said that life is the most important thing, and I think he is also willing to let the old dean live." ”

Gouda coughed twice, coughed up blood, and said in a shady voice, "Time, nonsense." ”

Wang Qinian smiled extremely ugly, turned around and lifted the convoy of black carriages, and swept out like a gust of wind. At this time, the night was dark, the only one in the world who could catch up with him Zong Chai was unconscious in the carriage, he was going to inform Fan Xian, presumably no one could stop him, but I don't know if the time was too late, when Fan Xian knew about the qiē that happened in Dazhou, Kyoto, and rushed back, Chen Pingping could still sit in a wheelchair safely.

The night is as cool as water, black as ink, and mixed together is the ink in the water, which is transformed into countless wind and sand shapes, which are elusive.

............ After a few rì, the cavalry of the Kyoto garrison finally rushed back to the outskirts of Kyoto, because there was a black carriage in the cavalry brigade that could not be too fast, so the whole speed was suppressed extremely slowly. However, there was not the slightest objection from all of them, and they even thought that the slower the better. Shi Fei, the commander of the garrison division, has been accompanying Chen Pingping to sit in the carriage these days, just like a filial junior, serving Chen Pingping's food and water, living and resting, and accompanying him to gossip about the past and future of Qingguo, the political news that makes people laugh in the court, or those rather elusive rumors about the palace.

It's really like an old minister who was taken back to Kyoto by his son, but everyone knows that this is not the case.

At this time, it was already autumn, when the Kyoto garrison of "please return" Chen Pingping rushed back to Kyoto, he deliberately chose the darkest hour before dawn, there was a touch of fish belly white on the eastern side of the sky, but it was not very bright, there was no way to show the clear sky of autumn rì Kyoto in front of everyone's eyes, everyone could just smell the light to the extreme, it was so light that there was a trace of dry air, moving back and forth between their mouths and noses.

Three thousand six hundred cavalrymen, except for the dozens of wounded, all the rest of the people guarded the black carriage and came to the outside of Jingyang Gate in Kyoto.

Presumably on the way, Shi Fei had already reported the situation in Dazhou to the Privy Council or the Inner Court in Kyoto through a top-secret way, so when such a dense cavalry came to the gate of Kyoto in the dark night, the officers and soldiers of the Thirteen City Gates at the east gate did not be shocked in the slightest, let alone arouse some signals that should not be there to resist the enemy.

The castle was so quiet and dark, and occasionally the sound of horses kicking horses' hooves could be heard, and the pale in the east was only reflected on the high Kyoto city wall, and the top layer of green bricks shone a trace of slaughter, and a bird that had risen the hardest in the morning quickly swept past the front of the city wall, making a joyful chirping.

There was a heavy squeak, and the Kyoto gate was opened before the hour came, and the heavy gate opened a passage under the action of the cardinal, which would be able to accommodate a carriage through the guò, and the black hole was hollow, and it was not clear what kind of danger was hidden inside.

The officers and soldiers of the Thirteen Castle Gate Divisions stood on the city wall, looking at the city gate with curiosity, they didn't know what was going on, why from the top boss to the inexplicable officers and soldiers of the Kyoto Garrison Division who appeared outside, they were like facing a great enemy.

As soon as the handover was completed in a palpitating silence, the black carriage, under the control of the old servant, slowly entered the gate of Kyoto.

Up to this time, the carriage was still under the control of the old servant of the Supervision Yuan, and the carriage was still under the control of the old lame man in the car. None of the military officials inside and outside the city dared to forcibly take the position of the carriage driver, and no one even lifted the curtain to verify the identity of the old man inside.

Shi Fei watched in silence as the carriage entered the Jingyang Gate, and then watched the city gate slowly close, knowing that his mission was finally completed. Before leaving, I thought that the Kyoto garrison would have to pay countless lives to complete the task, but it was so easy to do. There was nothing to do with himself in the back, no matter how angry His Majesty was at his failure to fully complete the task, Shi Fei didn't care, he just looked at the closed heavy city gate in a daze, and countless complicated feelings floated in his heart.

The courtiers of the Qingguo court have a lot of disgust for the Supervision Yuan, and for the old cripple of the Supervision Yuan, they all have a lot of disgust in addition to fear, they think that this old cripple is an old black dog of His Majesty, a terrifying guy who bites people whenever he meets. In the eyes of the military bigwigs, the Supervision Yuan is their most loyal and reliable partner, although they also have infinite fear of Chen Pingping, but at this moment, Shi Fei suddenly felt that this old man who would rather return to Beijing alone than let the Supervision Yuan and the military fight is very worthy of his admiration.

After he was silent for a long time, he slowly waved his hand, and slowly left the thick city wall and the devouring city gate with more than 3,000 soldiers of the Kyoto garrison who had escaped with their own complicated feelings.

............ The black carriage slowly entered the Jingyang Gate, the heavy city gate slowly closed, and several people slowly approached the carriage, at this time it was still the darkest time before dawn, the light was extremely dim, and it was impossible to see the faces of those people clearly.

The people who are responsible for waiting at Jingyang Gate are the top figures in the Qingguo Imperial Court, one is the grandfather Yao sent by the court, the other is Ye Chong, the privy council envoy who controls the world's soldiers and horses, and the other is He Zongwei, a scholar of the Chinese Academy of Scholars. The three men approached the black carriage, but for a moment no one spoke.

After all, it was Ye Chong who spoke, he looked at the carriage and said in a harmonious voice: "The dean has returned hard. ”

Eunuch Yao said calmly: "Please ask the dean to enter the palace with the slaves." ”

He Zongwei didn't say anything on the side, his face calmed down, and he kept the silence he should have kept at this time.

There was silence in the carriage, and after a long time, the old man sighed slowly and said gently: "A lonely old man returned to Beijing, and he actually disturbed the peace of the three of them, which is really unpleasant. ”

The carriage drove slowly, and under the collective escort of the eunuchs and military masters of the inner court, it walked along the street under the Jingyang Gate towards the Imperial Palace in the middle of Kyoto. The Inspectorate in Kyoto did not seem to know that their ancestors had returned to Kyoto and were about to face the wrath of His Majesty, and even the ministers of the imperial court, as well as the people of Kyoto, who had an extremely keen sense of smell, did not know this.

In the dark dawn, the trees on both sides of the street under Jingyangmen are like countless boats, swaying and shaking in the cool autumn wind.

The main street leads directly to the palace, and there are no pedestrians on either side, so it seems that it has been cleared long ago, and martial law has been imposed at the highest level.

Empty, lonely, only the black carriage, moving forward, lonely walking.

It was in front of the Huanghuang Imperial City that at this moment, the sun finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, jumped out, and shone brightly on the Imperial City.