Chapter 82: The Open Door Is Black

Emperor Zhou, who had been dealing with the sparseness all night, pinched the bridge of his nose, and he put down the piece that was already a little unreadable, and frowned.

"Are you still old......

"Holy."

Hearing the voice of the eunuch outside the study, the exhaustion on his face disappeared, and he returned to the angry and young Zhou Tianzi again.

"Enter."

Hearing his voice, the middle-aged eunuch outside the house cautiously walked in with his head down.

"Holy."

"What's the matter?" Emperor Zhou did not raise his head.

The eunuch cautiously reported: "Your Excellency, there were several bloody cases in the capital last night, and more than 100 people died......

"Hmm." Emperor Zhou didn't raise his head, "This matter can be handled by the six doors and Dali Temple." ”

"Holy." The eunuch swallowed, "Among the dead are the people of the King of Zhennan, there are also the secret agents of the Great Interior, and the people of the Six Doors. There are also stations of various major factions and gang forces in the capital...... They were all swept away. ”

"Huh?" Emperor Zhou couldn't help but look up, "All? ”

The eunuch Bingbi reported honestly, "The people of the king of Zhennan are seven or eight out of ten, and the secret agents of the Great Inner and the six doors are all internal responses planted in the major forces, and the rest are gone. ”

"There's a clue."

"No, but according to the investigation of Dali Temple and Liufenmen, all the corpses were sword heads, and the methods were the same, so they preliminarily determined that all the dead were killed by one person."

"There are masters."

"Although there is no innate great master, the leaders of the major forces are all first-class masters of the unity of heaven and man."

"What do they have in common?"

"In terms of sainthood, there is no common denominator, and even many of the dead do not know each other, and those who know each other also belong to mutually hostile forces."

"Well, let the six doors and Dali Temple continue to investigate. Step aside. ”

"The slave and maid are gone."

The door of the study room was closed, and Emperor Zhou's face was expressionless.

After a while, out of the shadows stepped out of the shadows, an old eunuch with a very old complexion.

If Li Shuhong was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him, this old eunuch was the innate great master who killed him in seconds after he first entered this script.

"Lao Wang, was there any movement in the imperial city last night?"

"No movement was found."

"What about the assassin who broke in."

"Killed himself."

"Whose people."

"The crown prince or the king of Jin."

"Huh."

Emperor Zhou sneered, then lowered his head and continued to review the folds.

The old eunuch stood aside and said nothing, as if he had settled down.

After a long time, the old eunuch opened his eyes, "Princess Zhaoyang got married today, did she see her off?" ”

"It's just a bait to startle the snake, don't pay attention to it. Lu Chuan didn't have to resist in Yannan. After a pause, Emperor Zhou asked, "Still haven't found his whereabouts?" ”

"That person's whereabouts are erratic, and there is no trace of him since he killed a large number of martial arts masters in Qingming Mountain a few years ago." The old eunuch was a little frightened in his eyes, "The old minister thinks it's better not to look for him, that person does whatever he wants without being fettered, even if the husband and wife of the mountain outside the building die unexpectedly, he has never appeared, this kind of person is really too terrible." ”

Emperor Zhou put down the fold and shook his head slightly, "The person from Qingming Mountain will not be him, if he appears in the rivers and lakes, he will definitely travel to the rivers and lakes for at least a month, as if to inform the whole world that he is back."

"But the person in Qingying Mountain only made a shot once and disappeared, presumably there must be an impostor."

The old eunuch's eyelids moved slightly, "A small building outside the mountain? ”

"It's possible that this organization was founded by him, but it's too mysterious to find out who the members of that organization are......"

Emperor Zhou closed his eyes and said, "I'm tired, retreat." ”

The old eunuch did not speak, but he was nowhere to be seen in the study.

............

Zhao Yang looked at the bronze mirror expressionlessly.

The girl in the bronze mirror was dressed in a festive and gorgeous red palace dress, and her long straight black hair that originally reached her waist was also tied into an extremely gorgeous bun, and the bun was also decorated with a variety of precious treasures.

"Your Highness, it's time to hit the road."

Hearing the words of the palace maid beside him, Zhaoyang's expression was indifferent, "This palace knows." ”

She looked down at the sugar gourd skewer she still held in her hand, and the fox mask on her kneeling legs.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and some of the emotions surging in her chest were sunk back into her heart.

Dreams are always just dreams, and it is precisely because what cannot be realized is a dream.

She stood up and put down the stick.

But after a moment's pause, she re-grasped the skewer and picked up the mask as well.

The palace maid was about to stop her, but Zhaoyang just turned his face sideways and looked at her coldly.

Although she didn't speak, her dark eyes that were extremely indifferent still made the palace maid's heart tremble subconsciously.

Although I don't know why this princess, who lives in the cold palace all year round and no one cares about her, is so powerful, the palace maid finally lowered her head and quietly retreated to the side.

Dragging the long skirt out of the house, Zhaoyang narrowed his Danfeng eyes.

The sky was clear, and the pale white warm sun hit her, making her thin body a little warmer.

However, this warmth can only warm her body, but it can't warm her heart.

But she still doesn't care, as she has for the past twelve years.

She strode forward to the end of her life.

............

"Hah-yaw-"

At the breakfast stall at the entrance of the West Market Street in Beijing, Li Shuhong yawned.

It's not that he's tired, it's that he's habitually sleepy.

After all, he was busy last night.

Killing people is really not that simple, especially killing people at close range, or the kind of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, he has experienced several life-and-death struggles, otherwise if he had just crossed that time, he would have begun to vomit or be unable to do it by now.

"Your bean curd is coming~"

The fat boss brought a bowl of bean curd and put it on the greasy and blackened broken square table in front of him, and served him two freshly fried fritters.

"Thanks."

Li Shuhong also ate without an image.

Speaking of which, he doesn't eat sweet tofu brain, but in fact, he hasn't eaten salty tofu brain for a long time.

He is still used to eating Hu spicy soup or Hu spicy soup with tofu brain.

It's a pity that there is no spicy soup here.

The atmosphere outside today is a little deserted, and there is only one guest in the entire breakfast stall, Li Shuhong.

The fat boss held his hands and muttered, "Strange, why are there so few people today?" ”

"Something big must have happened." Li Shuhong didn't care, and continued to eat bean curd and fried dough sticks.

Hey, what else can happen, it's that he went on a killing spree last night.

Now the corpses scattered all over the capital must have been found, and the streets are full of patrolling armor soldiers and the arrest of the six doors and the Dali Temple.

There were a few regulars of the bean curd stall who passed by, and they just said hello to the boss and left in a hurry.

The boss didn't understand the situation, but after hearing Li Shuhong's words, he also took the lead, "Yes, I heard that Her Royal Highness a princess is going to be sent to marry the prince of Zhennan today, isn't this pushing her into the fire pit." ”

Li Shuhong became interested, "How do you say this?" ”

The fat boss pouted with his hands, "Hey, who doesn't know that the king of Zhennan supports the army and doesn't listen to the announcement, and the court has long been dissatisfied with him, wouldn't it be a sheep to send the princess over at this time?" ”

"That's right...... Then it seems that the emperor is really ruthless. ”

Li Shuhong couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that the imperial court and the king of Zhennan are already in an atmosphere of tension.

In this case, the emperor also sent Zhaoyang out, which was simply pushing her into the fire pit.

Even......

Li Shuhong's expression changed instantly.

"Don't you dare to talk nonsense!" The fat boss was startled, and hurriedly turned around to persuade Li Shuhong to shut down.

But when he turned around, there was no trace of Li Shuhong on the bench.

There was only the bowl of bean curd at the bottom, and a piece of broken silver next to the bean curd.

............

Li Shuhong quickly swept towards the south gate!

The wedding convoy did not make a big splash, but quietly went out of the south gate.

Li Shuhong soon caught up with the carriage.

"Zhaoyang !!"

As if hearing his voice, the wedding procession was slightly chaotic, and the accompanying guards subconsciously pulled out their long knives and looked over.

And the small window of the magnificent four-wheeled carriage was lifted by a slender little hand, revealing the delicate but immature face behind it.

After the girl saw him, her originally empty and dead eyes instantly burst into a strange look.

Her lips opened slightly, and finally a shallow smile that was slightly stiff.

But the next moment, the whole carriage exploded!

The little princess, her poignant and delicate smile disappeared into the firelight.

Li Shuhong's eyes were split, "I'll grass your uncle!" ”