With the uneasiness in their hearts, the children of the Yan family turned over and followed Duanmu Qiu, with the silent march, the children of the Yan family became more and more frightened, they got the master's order, and they only attacked the Cao Mansion, but now in the streets of the inner city, from time to time from the mansions of the officials faintly heard the sound of miserable screams.

The Yan family's disciples are not weak in martial arts, but they have never seen such a battle, especially after seeing the tragedy of the Cao Mansion, they know in their hearts what is happening in the faint screams of these officials' mansions.

Everyone in the world is curious, just like the children of the Yan family, and it is no exception, he followed the back of the team from afar, and he caught up with Duanmu Qiu, who was in front of the team, hesitated, and was about to speak, but saw Duanmu Qiu looking back slightly and speaking in a deep voice.

"There are some things, it's better not to know, otherwise Sect Master Yan won't be able to protect you." When Duanmu Qiu opened his mouth, he had already handed over the roster he had taken from Cao Jing's mansion to one of his subordinates, and this person got the roster and walked away quickly.

Listening to Duanmu Qiu's words, the Yan family's disciples were stunned, and immediately gave up their curiosity and didn't dare to ask more, but from Duanmu Qiu's few words, they seemed to understand something, thought about it for a while, their eyes were a little frightened, and they turned their heads to look behind them...

Jiang Lincheng fell into darkness because of the "ghost night walk" case, and there were no lights, only the imperial city, which was dimly lit, like a heavenly palace, which was fascinating, coupled with the faint screams and shouts that kept coming into the ears, the children of the Yan family had completely understood...

At this moment, in the Yunshu Palace, a person wearing a golden crown and a four-clawed python robe knelt on the ground, without seeing his expression, and under the plaque of "Rites and Filial Piety" in the hall, behind the bookcase, Qi Shao, the Emperor of Qiyun who was sitting upright, was slightly closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

The hall was quiet, and only the slight sound of the silver charcoal furnace and the heat emitted made the hall less chilling.

The father and son were silent to each other, and after a long time, it was not until the "Qi Yun" arrow lit up above the night sky that the mysterious atmosphere in the Cloud Book Hall was broken, and the saint behind the bookcase opened his eyes slightly and looked at the son who was kneeling below. ap.

Sighing slightly, he said with pity: "Wu'er, get up."

When the prince heard this, his body trembled slightly, since he could remember, his father had always only called himself the prince, but today he called his own name, and his heart was surging, and he was busy kowtowing heavily, kowtowing to the bookcase: "Wu'er obeys the order."

"Since you were born, you have been destined, you have to bear this burden, and I always feel that you are my son, and I can understand my father's painstaking efforts and neglect to discipline you, which made you what you are today." On weekdays, Emperor Qiyun, who is high in the sky, is also like ordinary people enlightening their own children at this moment, and his tone is full of love.

The crown prince was worried about the arrow in the night sky, and when he heard his father's words, he hurriedly bowed his head and responded respectfully: "Father's teachings, Wu'er dare not forget, but... It's just that Wu'er is stupid, but he has never slackened, trying his best to keep up with his father's footsteps."

"What do you think of the recent murder of the ghost night walking to Fan?" The love in the saint's eyes faded a little, and when he spoke, he had changed back to his previous tone of joy and anger.

The crown prince was enjoying himself in his own house, and was summoned by his father late at night, he was already flustered, and when he heard Fan Mou's name, he was even more panicked.

Fortunately, this Fan Mou died in the recent ghost night walking case, and there is no proof of death, even if he is noticed by his father, as long as he refuses to admit it, there is no evidence to come...

"The prince..." Seeing his unsuccessful son standing under the hall, as if he was in a trance, the saint's eyes revealed a bit of fierceness, and he opened his mouth to remind.

"Ah, father, son... Erchen was just thinking about the murder of Fan Mou." The prince, who came back to his senses, hurriedly replied in a panic.

Looking at the prince's flustered expression, there was a little disappointment in the saint's eyes: "You have thought about it for a long time, if you have any inferences, you might as well talk to me and listen to it."

"Father, my son's retainers think... Erchen... Do you want to send someone to invite the pure mind to go down the mountain? I heard that the pure mind is all masters outside the world, not only excellent martial arts, but also to break yin and yang, and kill demons... If they are invited, they may be able to solve the case of the ghost's nocturnal walk."

Qi Wu changed his mind

Thinking of the ghost night walking case, he was a little worried, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain what he was thinking.

Listening to his son's ridiculous thoughts, even the Son of Heaven City Mansion almost couldn't help but want to open his mouth to scold, but when he got up, the saint seemed to think of something again, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, and his body slowly sat back on the dragon chair, full of helplessness and disappointment.

"What a broken yin and yang, slaying demons..."

Seeing that his father's tone was calm, Qi Wu only said that he had obtained the Sacred Heart by his own law, and said happily: "If Father and Emperor agree, the sons will transfer some people to set off tomorrow and go to Qingxin Mountain..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that his father had already raised the case, turned around and walked to the apse, the prince stopped talking, and for a while he didn't know whether to follow his father's footsteps or kneel down and retreat.

Walking to the apse of the cloud book, the saint stopped his steps, and the jade holding that had been twisting in his hand behind him stopped, and turned slightly sideways to the prince who was hesitating behind him.

"Wu'er, come with me."

The father and son did not stay in the apse of the cloud book, but went straight out of the cloud book hall and walked in the palace city.

Qi Wu lowered his head and followed behind his father, the more he walked, the more frightened he became, he had never walked this road before, not only did he not see any imperial city guards after walking for a long time, but this quiet path, there were no lights, how could he not let Qi Wu panic.

couldn't help but look left and right worriedly, wanting to find some psychological comfort, but as far as his eyes could see, he only saw the cold palace walls and the cold white jade floor tiles, and looked at his father who was walking calmly in front of him, Qi Wu wanted to ask, but when he thought of his identity, he still forced himself to hide his panic and quickly keep up with his father's pace.

I don't know how long I walked, two lights suddenly appeared in the dark, looking at it from afar, I saw the lights floating in the air, so it was not mad, Qi Wu's heart couldn't help but tighten, but when he saw that the Ming Huang dragon robe in front of him was still walking calmly, he was a little calm.

It wasn't until the line was close that Qi Wufang saw that the two lights were not floating, but in the hands of the two of them, and the guardian master Yan Ruohai and the rickety old eunuch Zhong Qi were standing with their heads down, holding the lamps and waiting.

"Yan Ruohai, Zhongqi, knock to see Your Majesty, see His Royal Highness the Prince, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live the crown prince." The father and son approached, and Yan Ruohai and Zhongqi were busy kneeling and bowing.

The lights were darkened with the kneeling ceremony of the two of them, Qi Wu was behind his father, and he didn't see his father's expression, only after hearing the word flat, his father raised his feet, so he had to grit his teeth and raise his heels.

Yan Ruohai got up and followed closely to his side, while Zhongqi was pacing, staggering and temporarily in front, twenty steps away the door of a palace appeared in front of Qi Wu's eyes, but the palace wall was towering, and he couldn't see the whole picture, looking forward, he saw that Zhongqi had pushed open the outer door of the hall and was waiting in front of him.

I don't know why my father wanted to take him to this palace that he had never been to before, Qi Wu stopped his steps, and was about to raise his head to look around, but he felt a cold air coming from the palace, and that kind of bone-chilling cold made His Royal Highness the Prince, who had already been hollowed out by wine, tremble slightly, and couldn't help but stop, not daring to go forward.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the Holy One is already in the hall..." The prince's appearance fell into the eyes of Zhongqi, who was holding the lamp in front of the door, and the rickety old dog moved his steps lightly in front of the mountain and opened his mouth to remind.

Looking sideways at the great eunuch beside his father, he saw that the oil lamp in his hand did not seem to shake at all, although the old eunuch spoke respectfully, but there seemed to be a chill in his cloudy eyes that Qi Wu could not refuse.

Having reached this point, Qi Wu could only return the salute slightly, stepped into the threshold, and stepped into this palace.

Seeing that a hundred steps away, the door of this palace hall had been opened, and Grandmaster Yan Ruohai had already held the lamp outside the hall, and if the eyes of the two grandmasters could break through the night, Qi Wu felt even more cold.

I don't know if it was a premonition, or the chill of Shicai, so that Qi Wu wanted to turn around and escape, and he was about to turn around, but he saw that Zhong Qi was already guarding the entrance door, although he was still respectful, but he had already blocked his way to escape, and Yan Ruohai's voice behind him had also been heard.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't let the Holy One wait for a long time."

At this point, Qi Wu could not turn back, so he could only turn back and enter the hall, and when he staggered past Yan Ruohai, Qi Wu saw this Guardian Grandmaster who had never frowned even in the face of thousands of troops, and in his eyes, there seemed to be sympathy and unbearability...

There were no lights in the hall, and the chill felt outside the hall was not slowed down by entering the hall

Come, as the doors of the temple are closed, and the middle of the temple is plunged into darkness.

At this point, Qi Wu couldn't hide the panic in his heart, and he disregarded etiquette and spoke first.

"Father... My father brought his sons to this palace... It's—" A slightly trembling, frightened voice entered the temple, and only echoes could be heard.

Xu is the word father, evoking the love of the saint licking the calf, not long after the prince's voice fell, the oil lamps in the hall made a slight sound in unison, and ignited at the same time.

The light finally dispelled the panic in the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince, regardless of the pale face that had already been frightened, to find the figure of his father, this hall is spacious, bookcases, couches, everything is available, at this moment the emperor is sitting on the bookcase, but there is no more color in his eyes to look at the world, but staring at the jade in his hand, stunned.

The corners of Qi Wu's eyes twitched slightly, he didn't dare to violate the etiquette of the monarch and ministers again, and just waited quietly for his father to speak, about a moment, and finally waited for the words of the saint.

A roster was thrown in front of the prince, followed by a cold tone.

"Shallow knowledge, I can teach carefully, be strict with the people in the house, ignore human life, I endure, sell the lord, collect wealth and pleasure, I also endure, but you ignore the review of officials, and don't put Qi Yun in your eyes at all, if that day comes, I will die, you will be on the ninth five, this action, Qi Yun will be chaotic." The emperor's eyes were full of disappointment, staring at the jade holding in his hand, and slowly speaking.

Qi Wu saw the roster, his face was already pale, he didn't expect that what he had done was in the eyes of his father, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Father and Emperor Mingcha, those subordinates are all rude, I just want to inflict a small punishment... It's all to blame for those things that don't open their eyes, they are too heavy, as for the selling of officials... It's all Fan Mou, it's he who bewitched me, I..."

"The matter has come to this point, and you are still quibbling, if you are in the governance of the country and have unique insights, I may not investigate these things, but you are short-sighted and panicked, how can you let me rest assured that I will entrust these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains to you..."

Hearing this, Qi Wu Tongren shook under the light for a moment, and finally thought of something, and then regardless of the courtesy of his father and son, he got up and exclaimed, "Father... I want to..."

Seeing his son's disobedience, the saint did not laugh angrily, why did his eyes reveal a little appreciation.

Perhaps it was because of his father's smile that Qi Wu realized his rude behavior, and hurriedly knelt down again with a "poof", and was already crying when he spoke: "Erchen was blinded for a while, and I still hope that my father has been thinking about my son for so many years, and he has not... Forgive your son's sin of rudeness."

Qi Wu wanted to say "never made a mistake", but when he thought that his father had just told him what he had done secretly, he had to swallow it forcibly and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Seeing the prince's appearance, the admiration that only appeared in the saint's eyes dissipated, and his brows furrowed again: "The prince's conjecture is good, I want to establish Tao'er as the prince, but if you are here, those officials will always only bind me with some useless worldly gifts, and only when you are gone, they will have nothing to say."

The words of the saint were like a heavy hammer, hammering into the prince's heart, making His Royal Highness Prince Qiyun lose his mind, stunned, although he was still barely kneeling, his whole body was already paralyzed.