On the hills in the middle of the night. The silver light moon swam 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 snort from the silver mask. The black material, the gun is incredibly hard. and hung beside his warhorse. But there was more than his hands on the reins.

Since the rebellion in the autumn of the seventh year of Qingli, the Qin family has been destroyed, and in front of the tens of thousands of people in the imperial city, Qin Hengdi has been born with a silver face. 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. As soon as he clamped the horse's belly, he was ready to rush down with his subordinate black horsemen to rob people. Because he couldn't do it at all, he couldn't watch Old Dean Chen at all. Just like that, I embarked on the road to death when I returned to Beijing!

He was bullied in the Grand Army camp. In a routine drill, he howled to defend himself, but unexpectedly, he killed the son of the Qin family, and since that day, he has been put on death row in Qingguo. And he stayed in his hometown to his wife. were all secretly killed by the Qin family in revenge. He was already a dead man. Unexpectedly, he was secretly rescued by Chen Pingping, and arranged him to be in the black horse, wearing a silver mask. Covering his true face, in order to take revenge, in order to repay his kindness, 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, but he knew better. It was Chen Pingping who gave herself a second life. The silver-faced Jing Ge regarded Old Dean Chen as a reborn parent in his heart.

Black rides in the mountains. Chen Pingping got into the carriage in a wheelchair, and a sense of murder surged in his heart. and they will rush down. Then he was indifferently grabbed by the bald head beside him.

Jing Ge looked back angrily. Those eyes were as deep as the nether. Through the hole in the ground of the silver mask, he stared at the bald head, but he didn't move. Because this bald head has more seniority than him in the Supervision Yuan. used to have a more important position, and this bald head was the former sponsor of the seven places that Fan Xian had seen in the prison of the Supervision Yuan.

"The dean said that you are on a mission. It was with these 4,000 black horsemen that he escorted the convoy out of the country. Then be sure to make sure that these four thousand black riders will be taken. All of them are ...... without a single one It was handed over to Lord Xiao Fan. ”

The bald man looked very old and tired today. Deep down, he is not the same as Jing Ge. are full of sadness and anger, but he is Chen Pingping's most trusted old courtier. He appears in the Black Rider today. It was ordered by the old dean to suppress the possible commotion of the black horse.

"Did you know? If the dean returns to Beijing. He couldn't get out again. Jing Ge looked at him coldly. 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. Then he saw Chen Pingping at the car door, looking back at the sharp eyes, his body trembled. Slowly raise your right hand. Slightly clenched into a fist. restrained the violent emotions in the hearts of his subordinates.

After a long time. Look at the black convoy surrounded or escorted by the elite cavalry of the Kyoto garrison division of 3,000. Slowly embarked on the road back to Beijing. Jing Ge took a deep breath and slowly removed the silver mask on his face, revealing the horrific 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, who had always been indifferent, moistened his eyes slightly.

The bald host kept looking over there and was silent, with a slight smile on his face. But a trace of joy gradually floated in his eyes. The bald host dismounted, knelt down quietly over there, and kowtowed very respectfully.

Jing Ge looked at him with a look on his face, slightly startled. Knowing that this old-timer has completed the task of monitoring his own exit. I'm afraid that I will go with Dean Chen...... His heart was slightly saddened. But he didn't say anything. Just watched him quietly. Then he dismounted and kowtowed to that side.

All the Black Knights dismounted at the same time. He knelt down on this small hill. Kowtow to the official road where there are no people and no cars. Say goodbye to Dean Chen.

A moment later. Jing Ge carefully put on the silver mask on his face and gave an order in a hoarse voice: "Close." To the east. ”

Yes, these 4,000 Black Horsemen are the most powerful and reliable force of the Overseer. No matter what His Majesty the Emperor wants to do 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 horse will be the top priority in the eyes of the court.

And Jing Ge received Chen Pingping's order, so he had to take these four thousand black horses safely. One by one, all of them were sent outside the border of Qingguo and to Fan Xian's hands. This was originally one of the last few gifts Chen Pingping gave to Fan Xian.

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

If Chen Pingping is really willing to go to war with His Majesty the Emperor head-on. There is no doubt that these four thousand black horsemen who are rampant between Gyeongguk Prefecture can start from the inside of Gyeongkook and cut countless deep bone wounds in Gyeongkook's abdomen. Coupled with the spies that the Supervision Yuan has planted in the yabian armies of various ministries over the years, if Chen Pingping is on the verge of death, it can plunge the entire Qingguo into turmoil. It's not that hard.

However, Chen Pingping did not have such a choice, he would rather go back to Beijing alone to face the powerful Emperor His Majesty, rather than let the subordinates of the Supervision Yuan who were loyal to him and the court tear their faces. Wage a big battle. He protected the interests of the Qingguo court to a large extent, after all, he was loyal to the Qingguo land.

Of course. is as scheming as Chen Pingping, and naturally it is impossible for his supervisor to be played by the imperial court and His Majesty the Emperor because he returned to Beijing by himself, and he knows that under His Majesty's strong strength. In front of the powerful machine of Gyeongkook with the power of the whole country. Even if the Supervisory Yuan is going all out. At best, it can only plunge the world into turmoil. and cannot guarantee their own survival.

He was unwilling to monitor the self-possession of the hospital1 in any way. So he chose to go out of Beijing with the team. Arrived in Dazhou. Then he skillfully gathered the people he wanted to protect, and the strength he wanted to leave to Fan Xian, so that they could leave Kyoto, a place of right and wrong, far away.

Including Wang Qinian, including the luggage Meiji on the ground of the convoy. Including those officials of the Supervisory Yuan who are most loyal to him, including the seven veteran directors who have followed him for 30 years. Of course. It also includes the 4,000 black horsemen he has secretly operated for many years.

These are all people that Chen Pingping thinks must survive, and they are also the people that Fan Xian needs, and these people are moving forward silently and sadly in the dark night at this time, preparing to cross the border of Qingguo. Deeply rooted in the city that has been mastered by Fan Xian and His Highness. Since then, it has been out of the control of His Majesty the Emperor of Qingguo. Truly become an independent and powerful force in the hands of Fan Xian.

These forces are the chips that Chen Pingping left for Fan Xiandi. can allow Fan Xian to negotiate with His Majesty the Emperor.

However, the chips have their own emotions. has his own feelings, and the black rider is looking for mountain roads around the official road. Go forward like a ghost. Under the indifferent eyes of the bald host, 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, but the convoys in the places they protected, those officials and spies of the Supervision Yuan, still had more far-reaching thoughts.

Wang Qinian's face was not only stiff at this time, but also old, and he glanced at the blood beside him. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly spoke: "The dean is back in Beijing...... Just begging for death. ”

Gundam was still in a semi-conscious state at this time. The dumb lady couldn't speak, and she looked at the adult in astonishment. I don't know who this sentence is for.

Slowly outside the carriage. Suddenly, someone 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 didn't want Qingguo to be turbulent, and he didn'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 opposite partner coldly, and said word by word: "If the dean is dead." It's impossible for Lord Xiao Fan to come in if he doesn't want to participate, so why not make this move in advance. In this world, the people who can stop things from happening in Kyoto...... He was the only one left. ”

Sitting across from him was Zong Chai. This person and Wang Qinian are also known as the two wings of the Supervision Yuan. Thousands of miles away, hidden traces. He is one of the two strongest people in the world. He looked at Wang Qinian and said calmly: "Before the dean leaves." There is 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. On the way, he was pursued by many Dongyi rebels...... How do 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 who let go of the wind." He wanted to prevent Fan Xian from returning to Beijing early. He wanted to put all these things over before Fan Xian returned 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." Rush to Yanjing East to inform Lord Xiao Fan. He should have been able to get back to Kyoto in time. ”

Zong Chai's eyes suddenly showed very complex emotions. said: "Over the years, I have been following the old dean. You've been following Master Fan. The task I was given to by the Dean was to keep an eye on you. He sighed, "The Dean is right. After following Master Xiao Fan for a long time, the local people will become different from those of us. Becoming too impulsive. Don't think much about the results. ”

Then he said very seriously: "I must carry out the orders of the dean." Can't let you drag Xiao Fan in. ”

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

"The two of us have never been able to split the winner. Even when you were a clerical a few years ago. A strange smile appeared on Zong Chai's face.

Then a smile froze on his face. For the hilt of a knife silently struck him on the ground and in the eye. made half of his body tingle, and then Wang Qinian turned into a knife and slashed at the back of his neck. He didn't snort before he collapsed on the plank of the carriage.

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

Holding the knife tightly, the ground is high, and his eyes are open. He took two breaths with difficulty, and said to Wang Qinian, "Let's go." ”

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

Gouda coughed twice, coughed up blood, and said in a snarling voice, "Time." Nonsense. ”

Wang Qinian smiled extremely ugly. Turning around, he lifted the black carriage convoy and swept it out like a gust of wind. At this time, the night was dark, and the only sect in the world who could catch up with him was unconscious in the carriage. He was going to inform Fan Xian, and no one must be able to stop him. I just don't know if it's too late. When Fan Xian knew all this that happened in Dazhou, Kyoto. When she rushed back, Chen Pingping could still sit comfortably in a wheelchair.

The night was like water. Black as ink. Mixed together, it is the ink in the water. Illusion into countless wind and sand shapes, elusive.

A few days later, 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, the whole speed was suppressed extremely slowly. However, all the landers did not have the slightest objection. They even felt that the slower the better, and Shi Fei, the commander of the garrison division, had been accompanying Chen Pingping to sit in the carriage these days. It's like a filial junior. Serving Chen Pingping's food and water, living and resting. On weekdays, I also accompany him to gossip. Talk about the past and future of Qingguodi, the political super-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. However, everyone knows that this is not the case.

At this time, it is already autumn. When the Kyoto garrison of "Please return" Chen Pingping rushed back to Kyoto, he deliberately chose the darkest hour before dawn. There is a touch of fish belly white on the eastern horizon, but it is not very bright, and there is no way to show the clear sky of Kyoto in autumn. Everyone could just smell that it was so light that it was so light that there was a hint of dry air. Moving back and forth between his mouth and nose.

Three thousand six hundred cavalrymen, except for the dozens of wounded. The rest of the people were all guarding the black carriage. I came to the outside of Kyoto's Jingyang Gate.

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 route. 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 were not shocked, let alone alarmed by some signals that should not be there to defend against the enemy.

It's so quiet up and down the city. It was dark. Occasionally, two horses can be heard kicking their hooves. The pale of the eastern land is reflected only in the high walls of Kyoto. The top layer of blue bricks shone out a hint of slaughter. A bird that was most diligently rising in the morning swept swiftly in front of the city walls. Let out a cry of joy and whine.

There was a heavy creaking sound, and the Kyoto Castle Gate opened before the hour came, and the heavy gate opened a passage under the action of the pivotal ground, which would be able to accommodate a horse-drawn carriage to pass through. Black hole hole. I can't see what danger is hidden inside.

The officers and soldiers of the Thirteen City Gate Divisions stood guard on the city walls. Vigilantly and curiously looked at the city gates. They didn't know what was going on, why everyone from their immediate superiors to the officers and men of the Kyoto Garrison Division who had appeared inexplicably outside were like great enemies.

The handover was completed in a heart-wrenching silence. The black carriage, under the control of the old servant, slowly entered the gate of Kyoto.

Until this time. This carriage is still under the control of the old servant of the Supervision Yuan, this carriage is still under the control of the old cripple in the car, and no one in the city and outside the city of the military officials dares to forcibly take the position of the driver of the carriage, let alone lift the curtain. Go and check the old man inside.

Shi Fei watched in silence as the carriage entered Jingyang Gate. Then watch as the gates slowly close. He knew that his mission had finally been completed, and before leaving, he thought that the Kyoto garrison would have to pay countless lives to complete the mission. It was so easy to do. There's nothing left to do with it. 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 emotions floated in his heart.

Qingguo Imperial Court Wenchen for the Supervision Yuan. For the old cripple in the supervision courtyard, there is a lot of disgust in addition to fear. They think that this old cripple is an old black dog in His Majesty's land, biting terrifying guys whenever he meets people, and in the eyes of military bigwigs, the Supervision Yuan is their most loyal and reliable partner. Although they also have infinite fear of Chen Pingping. However, 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 was very worthy of his admiration.

After being silent for a long time, he waved his hand slowly, with more than 3,000 people with mixed emotions. The soldiers of the Kyoto garrison division, who had escaped from the joy of life, slowly left the thick city walls and devouring city gates.

The black carriage slowly entered the Jingyang Gate. The heavy gates closed slowly, and several men slowly approached the carriage, which was still at the darkest hour before dawn. The light was so dim that it was impossible to see the faces of the men.

Responsible for the waiting place at Jingyang Gate. They are all the top figures in the Qingguo court, and one is the father-in-law Yao sent by the court. One 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 middle school walking university under his door, and the three of them approached the black carriage. 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's return is 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 was calm. Keeping the silence he should have kept at this time.

There was silence in the carriage. 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, so he really didn't want to go. ”

The carriage started 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. Head to the Imperial Palace in the middle of Kyoto. The Inspectorate in Kyoto didn't seem to know that their ancestors had returned to Kyoto. And he is about to face the anger of His Majesty, even the ministers of the imperial court, and the people of Kyoto who have an extremely keen sense of smell. Didn't know that either.

Dawn in the dark, the trees on both sides of the street under Jingyangmen are like countless boats. Shake and shake in the slightly startled autumn wind.

The main street leads directly to the Royal Palace. There were no pedestrians on either side, and it was thought that it had already been cleared and martial law was imposed at the highest level.

Empty. Lonely Liao, only the black carriage. Moving forward, moving forward in solitude.

It was in front of the Huanghuang Imperial City at this time. The sun finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, leaped out, and shone brightly on the imperial city, and the golden warm light like fire happened to melt the black carriage into it.