The days of April are always accompanied by a continuous drizzle.

On the streets, pedestrians are bustling with paper umbrellas of various colors.

Zheng's taxi drivers are diligent, running through the streets and alleys, rushing to collect customers for their livelihood.

As they ran, a hearty laugh and a subdued whistle echoed around the imperial city, making people stop at the palace - Zheng's coachman has long become one of the two unique scenery in the imperial city.

And another unique sight, which disappeared not so long ago: ravens in the sky, falling at the same time.

The sight of thousands of ravens falling and dying at the same time made the people panic, thinking that it was a sign of disaster from heaven; But soon, some officials issued an article to refute the rumors, saying that there was no such thing, but the official people couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for why.

Of course, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the foundation of people's livelihood, and now those who live and work in peace and contentment, the people will soon forget about it.

Qing 13 and Zheng Xiu were still chatting under the eaves.

Without leaving home, I arranged the matter.

Zheng Xiu had nothing to think about, and by the way, he ordered a batch of limited-edition paper umbrellas.

The umbrella bone is inlaid with gold and jade, printed with "Fortune and Treasure", limited to eighty-eight handfuls, unique and unique number, cost thirty taels, sold for six hundred and sixty-six taels of silver, and the rich people in the pit city.

The selling point of the propaganda is that it is hidden in the umbrella bone, which can shoot out steel needles, which is a must-have product for home travel, walking, killing people and goods.

If it goes well, you can earn more than 50,000 taels of silver as soon as it changes hands.

The happiness of the rich is so unpretentious, pure and pure.

When Qing Thirteen heard this, he smiled and called the old man smart, and arranged it again.

There are countless capable people in the Zheng family, and the craftsmen are all first-class and good, so it is not easy to make a treasure umbrella with a lot of hidden treasures.

When Qing 13 asked why the old man suddenly remembered to tinker with such a "retro" thing, Zheng Xiu smiled and didn't say anything.

"Meow!"

Xiao Feng Meow jumped down from the side frizzily, jumped straight into Zheng Xiu's arms, found a comfortable position and curled up, squinting her eyes and not moving.

Zheng Xiu habitually stroked Xiao Fengmeo's hair, which was soft and smooth, and seemed to be fat again.

Touching it, Zheng Xiu smiled dumbly, and then he remembered that this cat was not the one he raised with Fengbei in the world in the painting.

"When did you become so close to me?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and smiled at the kitten in his arms.

He vaguely remembered that when he tried to tease the cat, he could scare the orange cat into a shocked face.

"Meow..."

The orange cat rolled over with her eyes open, her belly facing up, and seemed to signal Zheng Xiu to scratch her belly.

[Idiot meow. 】

Zheng Xiu's action of stroking the cat's belly stiffened suddenly, and he covered his ears in surprise.

Auditory hallucinations?

What are you flipping around with this [foreign language]?

"Meow! Meow! Meow! ”

The orange cat happily rolled in Zheng Xiu's arms.

looks like he's very close to Zheng Xiu, and doesn't look like a cat that can scold.

At this time, Qing 13 spoke, attracting Zheng Xiu's attention.

"Master, there's one thing you'll be interested in."

Zheng Xiu continued to tease the cat, and returned to Qing Thirteen: "You say." ”

"Do you remember not long ago, before your illness, the Wei royal family established the crown prince in the third day of March to worship the ancestors?"

Zheng Xiu was stunned, after a hundred years, if Qing 13 hadn't mentioned it, he really forgot about it.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with him, it has nothing to do with him, he didn't plan to get involved, so that when the two princes threw olive branches respectively, Zheng Xiu politely refused in various ways at that time.

Now that Qing 13 has mentioned it, Zheng Xiu has regained interest. It stands to reason that the matter of Lichu, although it will not cause a river of blood on the surface, but it is indispensable to fight openly and secretly, Zheng Xiu looked calm and asked about the follow-up.

"Hehe," Qing 13 smoked a dry cigarette and laughed dryly: "At that time, the old man was seriously ill, and our Zheng family had no backbone, and they were all like frightened birds, so I was afraid that this fire would burn on our heads." ”

"It is said that the second prince almost went south and found another way."

Zheng Xiu tried to flip through the memories in his head.

It's been a hundred years, and it's not easy to put the previous characters back in the seats.

Qing 13 looked at Zheng Xiu's thoughtful and distressed appearance, and kindly reminded: "The most arrogant and domineering one." ”

Oh, I remember.

The kid who asked me if I knew how to write dead letters.

Zheng Xiu nodded: "I remembered, what about later." ”

"I secretly inquired a lot of news from Master Jiang. It is Jiang Gaoyi, the one who is very close to the master, and now he is the master of Shangshu Jiang of the Criminal Department. Qing 13 noticed that after the old man recovered from his illness, he seemed to "forget" a lot of things, and he would remind him intimately when he spoke, Zheng Xiu was very satisfied with Qing 13's sensibility, and a smile of encouragement appeared on his face, Qing 13 continued:

"First of all, the eldest prince actually hired the great writer Simon Bei to go to the mansion to narrate, under pressure, Ximen Bei wrote two autobiographies for the eldest prince, and widely disseminated, the book spent a lot of pen and ink, advocating many deeds of the great prince, familiar with poetry and books, going to the countryside for disaster relief, and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Although the people don't understand, after reading the book, there are a lot more voices among the people talking about the prince."

Zheng Xiu listened quietly, and the orange cat turned over again.

"Uh......h Meow! ”

[Pen meow. 】

Zheng Xiu seemed to understand again this time.

The orange cat is scolding the eldest prince.

"It's good to scold."

Zheng Xiu smiled and patted the cat's buttocks.

The orange cat rolled her eyes, and this look was quite human.

Qing Shisan glanced at Zheng Xiu strangely.

"It's okay, you go on, I'll listen."

"By the way, there is another thing about the eldest prince, it is said that one night in the palace, the eldest prince was assassinated in the dormitory, and the eldest prince was finally safe and sound, according to various clues, the eldest prince ...... It is highly likely that he has advanced Gateway thaumaturgy. ”

"Oh? What path did he take? Master Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly.

If the turbulent royal fighting is only to the extent that Zheng Xiu is "interested", then when it comes to "Gate Thaumaturgy", it is to the extent that Zheng Xiu can be "energetic".

"Chess player. His chess skills are superb. ”

"What did you see with your own eyes?"

"Guess. However, I am 70% sure. ”

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, held the orange cat in his arms, and calmly and quietly: "Go on." ”

Qing 13 secretly praised the old man's bearing at the moment.

I don't know why, after the master was seriously ill this time, not to mention a different person. Qing 13 felt that the old man seemed to have matured a lot all of a sudden, and he was full of the majesty of a high-ranking old man. It's not at all like what you can show at this age.

"The eldest prince was assassinated that time, although there is no definite number, but the subordinates think that it is very likely that the second prince did it, in short, in the end, it will not be done. The second prince was impatient and wanted to escape from the imperial city and go south to survive, but somehow he didn't leave in the end. ”

"Then there was one thing that the old man might not have expected. Approaching the third day of March, many ministers openly praised the three princes in the early court. ”

Zheng Xiu's eyes were half open, and he was a little more surprised: "The third prince with a cowardly personality? ”

"Yes, the third prince with a 'cowardly' temperament." Qing 13 grinned and accented the word "cowardly".

Zheng Xiu suddenly said: "The third prince won?" ”

Qing 13 squinted his eyes and smiled mysteriously.

He laughed for a while and shook his head slowly: "This time, the master guessed wrong." Or, anyone who dares to guess all day long has guessed wrong. No one could guess the Emperor's mind. ”

Zheng Xiu thought for a while, and then showed a surprised expression: "They, all lost?" No wonder...... It is worthy of Lao Wei. ”

He suddenly remembered "many years ago", when Lao Wei was in front of the prison camp, the emperor asked three questions.

Lao Wei once asked Zheng Xiu personally who he was most optimistic about among his three sons.

Surprise floated into Keisan's eyes. He never expected the master to guess the result. After a while, Qing Thirteen gave Zheng Xiu a thumbs up: "It's worthy of being a master!" ”

On March 3, the emperor proclaimed the world and appointed the four princes as the crown princes.

That's right, it's the fourth prince who was just a few days old and was still drinking milk in the arms of the nurse.

On the surface, the abacus of the three princes all failed, but in fact, Lao Wei passed this matter and thoroughly saw the methods and temperament of the three princes. is really worthy of the emperor's family, and even his own son has been pitted once. It's really not good, but the three princes are going to die. Zheng Xiu said with emotion.

Qing 13 also sighed: "So, being born in the emperor's family, there is nothing good." ”

"Huh."

Zheng Xiu smiled and didn't comment.

If you talk about this kind of thing outside, you will kill your head if you talk about it.

But in the Zheng family, there are no taboos, and they will talk about it.

This is his territory, and he Zheng Xiu has the final say.

Time passed quietly in the gossip and happiness of the two.

A few whistles sounded from the eaves, and Qing Shisan listened: "They are already waiting in the conference room." ”

"Let the brothers be on the alert...... However, now that there are no ravens, there is no need to worry too much. ”

"Don't worry, don't talk about ravens, not even a fly can fly into Zheng's house."

Qing 13 is determined.

Now that Weiyang has no "eyes" in the night, he is completely dumbfounded, and Zheng Zhai has really become a tiger's den in Longtan.

Zheng Xiu held the little orange cat in his arms, walked slowly in Zheng's house, passed by the corridor, fed the goldfish, watched the unopened lotus, stopped and walked for a while, and finally arrived at the living room.

In the living room, familiar faces sat down separately, and they were quietly waiting for Zheng Xiu's arrival.

The other two giants of the Brotherhood, Ji Hongrong and Pei Gaoya, sat on the side.

The monk sat on the stool nervously, and the four maids in charge of the reception squeaked and served hot tea, and the monk quickly got up and thanked him.

The former Yueyan, the undercover agent on the bright side, and the gold medal tailor Xi'er of Zheng's Cloth Village, are looking left and right.

Yan Jiji was still dressed as a contract foreman, and the honest old craftsman seemed to be the first time to participate in such a grand Zheng family meeting, and he seemed restless.

The eyes of the gold medal tailor glanced at the upper seat from time to time - I don't know whose idea it was, there was an extra stool next to the main seat, on which sat the cold-eyed Fengbei. This way of arranging the seat made Zheng Xiu slightly stunned, didn't he want to tell everyone that someone had given Fengbei the status of "hostess".

When Zheng Xiu sat down with the cat in his arms, the orange cat saw Fengbei, jumped out of Zheng Xiu's arms happily, jumped into Fengbei's arms, and desperately arched into Fengbei's soft arms with that fluffy head.

This familiar move made Zheng Xiu raise his eyebrows, and Feng Bei also moved his gaze at this moment, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

Zheng Xiu shook his head slightly.

Feng Bei nodded slightly.

The exchange is over.

To put it simply: talk in the room later.

Qing 13 also sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and turned off the cigarette stick.

"There's been a lot going on lately." Zheng Xiu opened directly: "Recently, when I was away, the Zheng family had brothers and sisters to take care of me. With your help under the command of the Zheng family, Zheng felt fortunate to have three lives, and felt that the ancestors blessed the Zheng family. ”

"The old man is serious."

"Where, where!"

"It's good that my lord is safe."

Zheng Xiu first looked at Xi'er: "Recently, what has happened in Yeweiyang?" ”

Xi'er's answer is exactly what Qing Thirteen knows.

Quiet, too quiet.

Xi'er glanced at Fengbei.

In fact, she was shocked more than anyone else. She didn't know the inside story, and she didn't know that the relationship between Fengbei and Master Zheng had reached this point. But she has personally experienced Ye Weiyang's pursuit and killing of Fengbei, and now Fengbei can sit in Zheng's house safe and sound, just "she is safe and sound" is enough to make Xi'er think about it, and countless speculations have been born out of thin air about the strangeness inside Ye Weiyang during this time.

"By the way, you know that, too." Zheng Xiu patted his head and secretly scolded himself for forgetfulness. In fact, after a hundred years of torment in the painting, many memories of the outside world have become blurred. Only then did he remember that when Fengbei was involved in cannibalism, Yueyan was also present. Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu smiled and explained: "Fengbei is no longer on the third wind, and you know it very well. Now, Ye Weiyang and our Zheng family have a hostile relationship. ”

After a pause, Zheng Xiu added: "The hostile relationship that never dies. ”

Zheng Xiu's sentence can be regarded as defining the relationship between the two parties, and there is no possibility of detour.

Feng Bei looked at his sweetheart softly.

Zheng Xiu's words made Qing Shisan, Ji Hongrong, and Pei Gaoya sit up straight in an instant.

Ji Honglian took a deep breath: "This ...... It's a big deal. ”

Qing Shisan smiled bitterly: "Master, you can really hide." ”

Pei Gaoya touched his head: "Lao Tzu is worried that he hasn't worked recently." ”

Xi'er hurriedly took out the Ye Weiyang's waist card from her waist, and was a little dumbfounded: "No wonder I was chubby when I came," she referred to the "black cat" issued by Ye Weiyang, "My little fat refused to come in, it turned out that I felt the murderous aura of the master!" Am I going back? ”

"Meow!"

The orange cat arched even more happily.

"Don't make a fuss."

Fengbei didn't dare to touch the little orange cat with his hands, for fear of accidentally touching the cat. She habitually scolded on her lips, and the orange cat suddenly fell silent.

After being shocked, Xi'er told what she had seen and heard recently without reservation.

This undercover agent has completely jumped back into place.

The crowd listened quietly.

At the end, Zheng Xiu lowered his head and pondered, "You mean, since that incident, the Night Lord has never issued an order?" Immediately after all the ravens died, the Night Lord lost contact? ”

"Ye Weiyang is now in vain, and he no longer deals with tricks?"

"Nowadays, there are frequent tricks everywhere, but no one pays attention to them?"

"Even the Great Emperor can't find the Night Lord?"

The surprise in Zheng Xiu's heart was no less than that of Yue Yan.

He thought that killing the crow keeper was just blinding the Night Lord, and that was all. What I didn't expect was that the raven was not only the eye of the candle, but also the medium through which the candle issued instructions.

Now that the crow keeper has been completely killed, the crow keeper's eyes have been taken away, and the candle that has been hiding behind the curtain has no medium to communicate with Ye Weiyang, and now, is it completely hidden?

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Zheng Xiu fell into deep thought.

The three giants of the brotherhood, the four maids, the monks, and Fengbei were all puzzled when they heard the words.

When Zheng Xiu said that he would not fight to the death with Ye Weiyang, they thought that they were going to war. Fengbei also wanted to find out the candle behind the scenes, but the grievances of twenty years ago, or even two hundred years ago. But now that they heard it, the candle was completely hidden, and Ye Weiyang's operating system was completely paralyzed, and the excitement they had just mustered was like a hard punch on the cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Is it ......?"

He had speculated before that Candle did not dare to approach the imperial city because there was a place under the palace that was extremely close to Chang Yan, which was the place where Gongsun Mo painted the cannibal painting a hundred years ago. As the saying goes, there must be a demon when things go wrong, and the weirdness of Ye Weiyang made Zheng Xiu have a bad speculation.

"Uncle Yan, there are two things that bother you."

Zheng Xiu quickly arranged the matter: "First, I will create a batch of swords for me, and I will draw them for you later." Don't look at me like that, I'm not trying to rebel, the sword doesn't have to be sharpened, if someone asks from above, I'll explain. ”

"In addition, I bothered Uncle Yan to help dig some tunnels to connect the whole city. But be sure to avoid the vicinity of the palace, and as for the authentic route, I'll give it to you later. ”

Yan Jiji hurriedly agreed, his demeanor was a little flattered.

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "In addition, arrange time, I want to meet with Ximen sadly." ”

Squeaky a few people took out the paper and wrote it down.

It's their job.

"Xi'er, you continue to pay attention to Ye Weiyang's movements, and once the night lord sends an order in a new way, notify me in time."

Xi'er agreed with a bitter face.

Gotta go back and be an undercover agent.

Whether it was the movement of the royal family or the flame-out of the night, everything tended to be peaceful, as if everything was going according to Zheng Xiu's wishes. I can't make trouble if I want to, and I can't beat it if I want to. But on the contrary, it was this strange "smoothness" that made Zheng Xiu's heart more and more uneasy.

Candles have lived in the world for thousands of years in different identities, and Zheng Xiu doesn't think that killing the crow keeper can completely make Candle give up the overall situation of the "Centennial Sacrifice". He prefers to believe that Candle has other plans.

In fact, before he interfered in the incident in Baili Village, there was no night in the world, and there were no ravens, everything was hidden in the dark. The "great changes in the world" caused by Zheng Xiu's intervention are just to make these secrets hidden underwater float in front of people.

"That's not right." Zheng Xiu, who closed his eyes and was contemplative, opened his eyes abruptly and glanced at Fengbei.

Although two hundred years ago, in the valley of the cicada, three aliens became human pillars at the same time. But the ghost of twenty years ago may not be the same. Is Treasure King an Inhuman? Wei Chen is an alien? Fengbei and his father too? Plus Fengbei?

This seems to be the wrong amount.

"Fengbei's father, not an alien!" Zheng Xiu's heart contrasted the Sun Cicada Valley two hundred years ago with the White Carp Village twenty years ago. If you think about it with the idea of "ritual...... Reminiscent of the murals left behind in the Cicada Valley.

Zheng Xiu suddenly said: "No, in addition to strangers, it must also be accompanied by 'sacrifices'!" Two hundred years ago, the Aturu was a sacrifice! Twenty years ago, Fengbei's father was also a sacrifice! ”

"Is it possible that the three pillars used to suppress Chang Yan did not have to be in the same place, but only happened at a similar time and in different places, and they could also have the same effect?"

"Isn't the candle planning to continue the layout elsewhere?"

Many thoughts came to Zheng Xiu's heart.

It's all questions that no one can answer.

The candle, which had lived for thousands of years, was like an elusive huge shadow, entrenched in Zheng Xiu's heart, making him uneasy.

After arranging some trivial matters again, after thinking about it, Zheng Xiu decided to secretly go to the palace tonight to explore.

He wanted to find out what was left of the huge secret room under the palace after the real Gongsun Mo drew the cannibal painting.

Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)