Under the tree on that mountain, before leaving, the bright priest gave Sang Sang a waist card, touched her head lovingly, and Master Yan Se took out a thing from his bosom and solemnly replaced it for her, and then explained a few words.

Soon after, the two old men turned into two handfuls of ash on the edge of the cliff, and Sang Sang certainly wouldn't forget those details, so she knew what the official on the other side wanted, but she could pretend she didn't understand.

Sang Sang is not a delicate elf maid who is good at disguise, so she pretends not to understand and can't hide from the other party's eyes, Zhuge Wuren's face is becoming more and more gloomy, and it seems that she may burst out of anger at any time.

He Mingchi coughed lightly, and then glanced at him, the meaning expressed in his eyes was very clear, although it was said that it was a matter of importance, but after all, it was passed on to Ning Que by Master Yan Se, and it was impossible to rob it, if the imperial court was really not at ease, it was impossible to take strict care of Lao Bizhai, and then wait for Ning Que to come back.

Lord Zhuge knew what he meant, and said indifferently: "Daochang He, I know that you are the companion of the second prince, but I want to remind you that he is the second prince after all, and you ...... Do you really not want to become a national teacher of the Tang Dynasty?"

He Mingchi suddenly thought that Lord Zhuge was close to the queen mother, and many people in Chang'an City knew that Ning Que and Princess Li Yu had close contacts, could it be that today's incident was just because the queen mother didn't want Ning Que to become a national teacher in the future?

He shook his head with a slight smile, because the other party mentioned that he didn't want to pay attention to these things anymore, but thinking about something, he couldn't help but say: "Lord Zhuge , you'd better not forget who she is." ”

Zhuge Wuren was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed with a decisive gleam, and said: "When it comes to the safety of the empire, I think even the academy will agree with my approach, not to mention that I have never been disrespectful to Mr. Thirteen, could it be said that judging a servant girl will make the academy angry?

He looked at Sang Sang indifferently and said, "What Master Yan Se and the Divine Seat of Light left behind, you must hand it over.

At this time, Wang Jingluo returned to the garden, looked at the two of them and asked coldly, "Have you finished asking?" I will take her back to the military headquarters. ”

He Mingchi looked at him puzzled and asked, "What does the general want to ask this little maid?"

Wang Jingluo responded: "The matter of the Bright Divine Throne is the bloody incident in Chang'an City fourteen years ago. ”

He Mingchi was silent and slowly put away the butter paper umbrella.

Zhuge Wuren said indifferently: "Please tell General Xu Shida, in addition to asking about the case, we also want this little maidservant, His Royal Highness the Prince has entered the palace to ask His Majesty for a decree, and the Xiling Temple wants to take her back to Taoshan." ”

Wang Jingluo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said mockingly: "Do you think the Xiling Temple can suppress my Tang Military Department?"

Zhuge Wuren frowned slightly and said, "According to Tang Law, the military department has no right to intervene in this case at all. ”

Wang Jingluo sneered: "According to Tang Law, your Tianshu Department is not qualified to try cases. ”

He Mingchi was silent, although there were many Taoists in the Haotian South Gate Temple, because of the death of Master Yan Se, there was a great resentment towards the little maid in the old pen zhai, but he didn't think so.

If it were usual, in addition to the imperial palace, any yamen institution in the Tang Dynasty would subconsciously retreat when facing military forces, but today, the Tianshu Department is determined to get such a thing, and faintly raised the two mountains of His Royal Highness the Prince and the Xiling Temple, and it is not willing to back down at all.

There were no sparks splashing between the words, but they forced each other into a corner, and in the end, it seemed that according to Tang Law, the only place that was qualified to interrogate Sangsang was still the Chang'an Mansion where everyone was now.

Wang Jingluo said: "Lord Fu Yin heard that he was in a daze, and he couldn't get up at all. ”

Zhuge Wuren smiled sarcastically and said: "Since the imperial doctor doesn't work, then I have to ask the Tianshu Department to send some Nian Shi to come over and take a look for Lord Yin, no matter how bad the burn is, it will always work for a few words." ”

Chang'an Mansion is always the most aggrieved and angry Yamen in the Tang Empire, just like the little daughter-in-law in the big family, helpless and painful, today the emperor's ** Fang, Tianshu Office and Nanmen Guan all the big forces gathered in the mansion, it was forced to make the Fu Yin say that he was sick, and all the officials chattered like cicadas.

On that day, Lord Zhuge of the Central Office's words of compassion were transmitted to the back house, and Lord Shangguan Yangyu knew that he had no way to continue pretending to be sick, he rubbed his sore and swollen throat weakly, thinking that the basin of ice water yesterday afternoon was poured in vain, and he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head again and again.

The lady said worriedly: "How can it be good to offend so many people without offending the academy?"

Shangguan Yangyu's ugly little eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and he sneered and said: "If you want to drive me into a corner, you want me to explain to that Mr. Thirteen afterwards, I think it's beautiful." ”

Madame was surprised and asked, "Did the master come up with a good idea?"

Shangguan Yang Yu looked at his old wife, who had a deep relationship with him, sighed, and said with pity: "Don't be afraid later. ”

After saying this, Lord Fu Yin got up from the bed with difficulty, took out a hard elm stick from the desk, gasped for pain several times, and then smashed it on the top of his head with a gritted tooth!

There was a muffled sound, and his head suddenly broke and his blood flowed, and his eyes were black and he fainted.

This time it's really faint.

The grief-stricken cries of Mrs. Fu Yin rang out in the room.

Just when Lord Yin was in the bedroom and staged a tragic drama about who could be worse than me, someone came to Chang'an Mansion again.

The steward saluted everyone respectfully, and said, "Your Highness is in the palace, and I don't have time to come over, so let me come and see, I don't know what mistake Miss Sangsang has made to alarm so many adults." ”

I didn't expect this matter to be so quick to alarm Her Royal Highness Princess Li Yu, King Xi Jingluo frowned

He represents the emperor's ** side, and he doesn't need to give His Royal Highness the princess too much, but now no one knows which prince His Majesty will pass the dragon chair to, so some things must be cautious.

Zhuge Wuren did not give any explanation to the steward, and expressed his attitude in silence.

The steward was not angry, before coming to Chang'an Mansion, he thought it was a misunderstanding, seeing that there were so many big people in the field, he knew that things were not as simple as His Highness thought, presumably the little maid was involved in something very important, and after smiling slightly, he said goodbye to everyone and informed the palace again as quickly as possible.

The princess's house steward left on the front foot, and the latest news came out in the back house, Lord Yin was already seriously ill, and he wanted to get up to try the case because of the holy grace, but he hit the door because of a high fever and was now unconscious.

Such diligent officials are really rare, and such an excuse is rare, where would Zhuge Wuren and the others believe it, and they broke into the back house angrily, but after a while, they retreated with complicated expressions.

"How can I have such a shameless official in Datang?" said Zhuge Wuren with emotion.

He Mingchi thought about the terrifying blood hole on the head of Lord Fu Yin, and sighed: "It's really ruthless." ”

Wang Jingluo said: "This adult would rather harm himself than try the case, admire and admire." ”

Zhuge Wuren suddenly said: "In this case, I will take this little maid back to the palace first." ”

Wang Jing frowned slightly.

Zhuge Wuren said: "Later, someone in the palace will go to explain to the general." ”

Wang Jingluo still frowned.

People come and go, snow falls.

The snow fell on the yellow paper umbrella, on the branches and on the eaves, and also on the futon, perhaps because the futon was too big to cover the little girl holding the futon, or maybe because the people who came and went thought about things that were very important, so they forgot that the person they discussed was beside them, in short, the mulberry standing in the bleak wind and snow was forgotten.

So no one noticed that her brow was furrowed.

Sang Sang is a little girl who doesn't want to cause trouble for Ning Que.

So at the beginning, Chang'an Mansion asked her to ask about the case, and she came, these people asked her to stand in front of the mansion, she stood in front of the mansion, let her stand in front of the garden, let her stand in front of the garden, let her wait in the wind and snow, and waited until she confirmed that the official really wanted to rob her own things, and even seemed to bring herself into the palace.

Sang Sang is a person who can fight hard with Ning Que for three taels of silver, not to mention that the things that these people want to snatch from their hands today are obviously worth more silver, not to mention that it was originally left by the teacher to herself, and Master Yan Se left it to Ning Que, so her brows furrowed.

She frowned and disagreed.

She poked her head out of Houhou's futon with difficulty, looking at the shameless official who wanted to bring herself into the palace to rob her own things, a trace of light shone in the depths of her dark and translucent eyes, and then those lights quickly burned.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew.

The solemn glow in the depths of Sang Sang's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she slowly lowered her head.

The wind is the flow of air, and the reason why the wind suddenly rises at this time is because a very large object suddenly appeared in the air, and that thing was a very fat young man.

The young man was so fat that he brought the winter wind to breathe when he appeared in the garden, and then quickly squeezed the winter wind away, bringing a warm feeling to everyone in the room, just like his delicate and lovely eyebrows.

"It seems to be very lively. ”

Sangsang raised his head and looked at him and nodded slightly.

The young fat man looked at the three people in the room and said, "If Yin of Chang'an Mansion dares to try the case, you will move out of Tang Lu to try Sangsang, and if Yin of Chang'an Mansion has been lying on the bed, you will not come out again and be embarrassed." ”

Zhuge Wuren's face was grim, and he looked at this person and scolded in a deep voice: "Who are you, how bold you are!"

The young fat man didn't bother to pay attention to these people, took the futon in Sang Sang's arms, and said, "Let's go." ”

Sangsang followed him honestly and prepared to leave, as honest as he had come.

Wang Jingluo didn't know who this young fat man was, but he vaguely guessed the identity of this person, looked at the other party's back, couldn't help but be a little excited, and took a step forward with a flick of his sleeves.

The young fat man stopped and looked back at him.

A vague breath crossed the distance between the two in an instant, the breeze that was still lingering was not chaotic, and the snowflakes that were slowly falling did not tremble, but Wang Jingluo's body trembled violently.

Wang Jingluo's eyes became more and more excited, and the right hand hanging beside him trembled slightly, as if holding a virtual sword.

The young fat man looked at his right hand, frowned slightly, moved the futon to his left shoulder with some difficulty, and then raised his right hand very casually, stretched out his index finger and swiped it towards the other party in the air.

With this blow, Wang Jingluo's chest and abdomen suddenly sank, as if he had been hit by an invisible giant hammer, and slammed into the wall behind him, and a shocked and sad sound sounded among the dust and gravel in the sky.

"Unexpected!"

"The god of the world's streams!"

The snowflakes cling to the dust and gradually subside.

The young fat man looked at Wang Jingluo, who was bleeding from the corner of his lip under the broken wall, and shook his head a little boringly.

"Even if you are invincible below your fate. ”

"After all, it's just invincible under fate. ”

(There's also a fifth chapter.,It's just that the time is undecided.,I'll do my best to write it.,See you later.,Continue to ask for a monthly pass.,At this time.,It's really not in vain.,Thank you, big guy.。 (To be continued)