"They are not chaotic?" Han Feng listened attentively, and there was only a slight human voice in the hall, which was very different from what he had thought beforehand, "King Song Nanzheng, Zhan Mingyou has no children, and the person in charge of affairs in the court now should be Zaifu Chao Chong, right?"

Yuan smiled: "They are not messy, it is because of Zhan Mingyou's prior arrangement." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He has no children, the so-called royal brother is dead again, and now orthodoxy should be the turn of the Song King, but the Song King was sent to the south by him again. These ministers all have something to do with the Tan family, so naturally they can't work hard for Zhan Dai...... In fact, as early as when you passed Toyosu City, this disintegration was already there. At that time, Chao Chong faction and Zhan Mingyou faction were almost in flames. ”

Han Feng nodded and said, "In this way, behind Chao Chong is the Tan family, and he is the same faction as King Song. The depth of the Tan family's power and the critical situation of Zhan Mingyou at that time can be seen. And he was able to drive King Song away against public opinion, most of which also had your support. ”

Yuan didn't answer directly, but said: "At that time, people were assassinated every day in the imperial capital, and the death was unbearable. In panic, King Song took the initiative to ask Ying to leave. ”

Han Feng said: "But I don't understand. Now that you are by my side, the Tan clan should know that I am inseparable from them, why can these people wait quietly in the main hall, is there any other plan going on?"

Yuan Dao: "The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth." With the strength of you and me, it is now enough to see the move. ”

The two of them walked while talking, Blizzard had come to the corner hall where the ministers usually rested, through the small door of the corner hall, and then went inside with Blizzard's foot strength, but more than ten steps to reach the Golden Dome Hall. However, Han Feng reined in and said, "Don't worry. I want to go to the imperial study first, and I'm sorry for you to lead the way. ”

Yuan slanted at him and said, "You go to the imperial study...... What do you want to see? The red dust lock has been destroyed, and Zhan Mingyou's body has already been carried away, as for the little girl...... She is the one who killed the emperor, in the eyes of these people, even if Zhan Mingyou is unbearable, Lijiao is also a big sinner, will her body be left in the imperial study and wait for you to collect it?"

Han Feng's hand gripped the reins tightly. Previously, he had been enlightened by the original scriptures, and his comprehension of the qi of heaven and earth had gone further, he thought that he had looked down on life and death, but at this time, when he thought of leaving the world, he still couldn't help but feel heartache. Maybe the person who "breaks the three obstacles" can really let go of this painful matter, but for him, it is unthinkable.

Grief is born, and grief and indignation arise. When Han Feng looked at Yuan again, he was no longer as calm as Fang Cai. Seeing this, Yuan shook his head and said, "Well, since you insist on this, I'll take you there." ”

With that, he turned around and walked around the back of the golden-domed hall. Blizzard understood, and without waiting for Han Feng to urge, he followed behind the original body. However, the two attendants standing at the main entrance of the Jinding Hall looked at each other, and they were ready to welcome this "guest" from the Western Dynasty according to the method drawn up by the ministers in the palace, but they were a little at a loss at this time. The two glanced at each other, and when the older one saw that Han Feng and Yuan had already walked away, he waved his hand, leaving the younger one to continue to wait at the door, and he walked into the main hall first.

The imperial city was huge, and Han Feng could barely remember how many arches and palace gates he had passed behind him. In the harem, there are gradually more people, there are chamberlains and palace laves, but the number of chamberlains is far more than that of palace laves, and most of the remaining palace ladies are also inconvenient to walk, it seems that they are ...... Gong E, who has convenient movements and all five bodies, was indeed sent to guard the outer city.

The chamberlain and the palace lady bowed down from afar when they saw the two of them, but what they did was not the proper ceremony for the palace people to meet the saint. Han Feng carefully recalled the etiquette he had learned from Manghou's instructions in Fengguan Mangcheng, and suddenly realized that the etiquette these people did was actually the ceremony of meeting the "concubine". Although he was depressed in his heart, at the moment he thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: his relationship with Mingxi had already spread to this deep palace forbidden courtyard. But Zhan Mingyou is a strange person - if he doesn't command this etiquette, who will take the initiative to do it, and can do it so neatly?

Passing through the Imperial Garden, and then a slightly lonely small hall in front of it is the Imperial Study. Although Han Feng had been here, he recognized it as soon as he saw it. The appearance of this imperial study is eight or nine points similar to his study in the Fengguan Mangcheng Palace, but it is larger-naturally, if compared with the Golden Dome Palace, this small hall looks quite shabby, but outsiders don't know that this inconspicuous small hall is the hub of the world - Hongchen Lock.

The number of people outside the hall is dozens of times more than that outside the golden-domed hall, and the crowd is like ants, transporting things back and forth. Han Feng looked intently and saw that most of the pieces passed in the hands of the palace people were porcelain fragments, and there were also broken bookshelves.

They didn't know that perhaps this piece of land in their hands symbolized a large piece of land over there, or Fengzhou, or Qinghe, or Pushanguan...... The Red Dust Lock opens, slicing everything in the study to pieces, symbolizing the disintegration of the entire empire.

Seeing Yuan and Han Feng, everyone stopped what they were doing, and after saluting, they stood aside with their heads bowed, vacating the position of the palace gate. Han Feng looked at Yuan and asked, "Didn't you say that Lijiao had been carried away, why did you still bring me here?"

Yuan Dao: "This is the only way to go." Besides, aren't you curious about what's going on here?"

Yuan's words hit Han Feng's heart, he turned over and dismounted, looking at the darkness inside the door of the palace, only to feel gloomy in his heart.

According to the rules of the imperial city, this imperial study is where Zhan Mingyou is often located, and the lights should not be extinguished - even during the day, for fear that the daylight will damage the books, the windows are only opened to the nearest door for ventilation, and in order to avoid burning candles and causing fires, the most precious night pearls are used in the imperial study - naturally, these night pearls are also a part of the "red dust lock". Now that the study is as dark as night, and those night pearls have all been destroyed, how tragic should the decisive battle between the young man and the original be?

If you don't want to face it, you have to face it eventually. Han Feng took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness.

With a few rays of light outside the door, he could see the situation in the temple. The bookshelves were lying upside down, and the floor was full of books. As soon as I entered the door, it was relatively good because there were palace people to clean up, and there was almost no place for people to put their feet inside. The walls were scratched, as thin as a thread—the mark left by the Red Dust Lock. All the scratches radiate from the innermost part, and their common starting point is the throne.

On the table in front of the throne was a pool of blood, and above the throne was a bloody figure that had been dried. The figure is quite large, not left by Lijiao, it is naturally Zhan Mingyou's. Han Feng stepped on the scroll on the ground and went to the throne to take a closer look, only to see that there were two deep cracks between the bright yellow and the dark red—they were produced by the short sword stabbing of Lijiao.

Following the trend of this crack, Han Feng speculated on the position of Lijiao's shot. However, as soon as he turned his head, he felt a chill in his throat.