Chapter 70: The Gate of Life (11)

Chu Zhixia was wearing a dewy green skirt, and the snow-white bandeau was almost indistinguishable from the skin. The light and breathable skirt was soaked with hot water and clung tightly to her flesh, which was already uncomfortable, but Shen Zhou hugged her waist tightly and did not let her get up.

The gardenia dangling on the water surface pounced on the two of them, stuck to Chu Zhixia's neck socket, and was licked by Shen Zhou's tongue and held between his lips.

It smells so good. The tip of Shen Zhou's nose rested on her drenched neck, thinking.

"You kissed me." Shen Zhou said in a muffled voice, "You said that this is something that only people who are happy with each other can do." ā€

"I said it." Chu Zhixia's face was red and his heart was beating, the bath bucket was narrow, and Shen Zhou's long legs had to be bent. She sat on his lap and looked down at his blood-dripping ears, playful in her heart.

"Do you like me, then?" Shen Zhou asked nervously.

Chu Zhixia laughed, "What do you think?" ā€

Shen Zhou's eyes were flustered, like a deer that had been beaten by someone, and he didn't know where to put his eyes. He just held Chu Zhixia's flexible and slender waistline tightly, and whispered: "I like you, even if you don't like me, I am willing to be kissed by you." ā€

Shen Zhou has always been asking for her.

Chu Zhixia's heart became sour for no reason, she scratched Shen Zhou's chin, and forced him to raise his head like a kitten.

"Then if I kiss you and don't like you, and I get married in the future, how can I introduce you to my husband, and where will I arrange you?"

Shen Zhou opened his mouth, lost his soul, and felt a pain in his heart.

"I—I can hide, don't drive me away." Shen Zhou lowered his eyes sadly, "I won't be discovered by him." ā€

"Are you going to have an affair with me?" Chu Zhixia's eyes were dark and uncertain.

Shen Zhou didn't speak, the hand holding her waist tightened, and green tendons bloomed on her forearms. He never thought that Chu Shixia would marry someone else, and he would hold hands, kiss, and raise children with that person. He had a sudden evil thought in his heart, wanting to kill the unknown man.

But in that case, Chu Zhixia would hate him very much, right?

Chu Zhixia let out a long sigh, as if he had completely lost his mind about this elm head.

"Shen Zhou, I won't cheat with you."

Shen Zhou's eyes were gloomy, couldn't he even hide?

"I only need a small place to ......," Shen Zhou whispered.

"I like you, I've loved you since I was a kid...... Loved it for many years. Chu Zhixia's words were clear and powerful, interrupting his argument.

How can you not be impressed?

Shen Zhou is the little snowman she met in the snow, the little mute she generously gave money, and the shadow that protects her in the darkness that the moonlight does not shine. The mountains of corpses and the sea of blood hugging the snow pass, the treacherous waves and clouds in people's hearts, they held hands and waded together, and they were the only living people in this hell.

They are two banyan trees growing in one place, and their roots are deeply intertwined, and they affect the whole body.

Shen Zhou stared at her blankly.

There was a "bang", and half of the water in the tub was knocked out.

Shen Zhou suddenly got up and pressed her against the edge of the tub, protecting the back of her head in his hands, and holding her lips in his mouth. Shen Zhou's kiss was very urgent, and between his lips and teeth were the rich aroma of gardenias, and the fine water vapor of hot water.

Chu Zhixia's sideburns were scattered, a few strands of wet hair were posted on his cheeks, and he was kissed in a panic, a little pitiful and lovely spring love.

"I'm so happy."

Shen Zhou's voice was hoarse, and he took her hand against his chest.

"It jumps so fast."

Chu Zhixia laughed out loud and gently rubbed the tip of his ear, "Fool." ā€

Shen Zhou's brain was ignited with a "boom", and it took a while to come back to his senses and look at Chu Zhixia, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He ghostly grabbed Chu Zhixia, who was about to get up from the water, and hugged her on his lap to bite her neck, grinding his teeth.

——

The fourth year of auspicious charm, the end of July.

The death of the eunuch who held the seal of the master of ceremonies only set off a small wave at the time of the implementation of the new military administration, and it was completely overturned. Yu Linwei searched all the assets under his name the next day, and actually copied out countless antique calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver utensils, and more house title deeds, which were converted into no less than 10 million taels of silver.

Those who had interests with Wang Xianfu were secretly visited by Yulin Siwei at night, and the next day they vigorously supported the new policy in the court.

They all understood that Cheng Yuan, the newly appointed Yulin Guard, was nothing, but he represented the emperor.

The emperor has pinched the root of his life, and he no longer knows each other, and according to the amount of bribes in this account book, they can only offer the family property and the head together.

"What happened to all those fields?"

Chu Zhixia flipped through the facsimile of the account book and blew off the tea foam in the cup.

"Return to the Imperial Village." Cheng Yuan replied helplessly, "This is what Your Majesty meant." ā€

Chu Shixia sighed.

These fields originally belonged to the people of the township, and it made no difference to them whether they were in the hands of Wang Xianfu or the emperor.

People who can't survive still can't live.

"You have to persuade Your Majesty to return the land to the people." Chu Zhixia pondered.

"Miss, let's put this matter on hold." Cheng Yuan coughed dryly, "Your Majesty has not been in a good mood recently, so you better not touch your head." ā€

Chu Zhixia raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you say?" ā€

"Isn't Wang Xianfu dead?" Cheng Yuan said, "The position of the eunuch of the palm seal is vacant, and many things have fallen on His Majesty himself, and he is busy with official business. However, the cabinet stood up and spoke again at this time, saying that it was for the sake of His Majesty's body and that he wanted to temporarily take over this position. ā€

The cabinet drafted the national policy, and the celebrant stamped and approved the emperor on behalf of the emperor, and the two have always been mutually balanced and irrelated. The cabinet's move is tantamount to monopolizing power, and it cannot but be said to be ambitious.

"I think Zhuang Shoufu is old and confused, looking for death." Chu Zhixia threw down the account book, clapped his hands and said, "This old thing is cunning, his name is not on the account book, and he has a lot of students, and he never comes forward by himself." ā€

Cheng Yuan didn't answer.

Since Chu Zhixia said that he would kill Wang Xianfu three days later, Wang Xianfu really didn't live to the fourth day, and he knew that he had followed the right master. What Chu Zhixia said, he just needs to obey.

"Let's go, let's go into the palace to visit the Fourth Highness." Chu Zhixia said.

"Miss, Your Majesty, he ......" Cheng Yuan hesitated a little.

"It's okay, I won't say." Chu Zhixia laughed maliciously, "Let's take Pei Gongzi with us." ā€

——

Pei Gongzi, who didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, was sitting in the water pavilion and stroking the qin.

Pei Zhang's piano is handed down by the family, the body of the piano is made of hundred-year-old sycamore wood, and on it is a pair of phoenixes. He was dressed in white, plucking the strings, and the clear sound of the piano was low and graceful, like a white bird whirling.

With the sound of his harp, an assassin fell from the water pavilion above his head, smashing into the lotus flower and staining the water red.

Shen Zhou lightly flipped off the top, shaved off Pei Zhang's sleeve, and wiped off a drop of water on the piano.

"What does this mean?" Pei Zhang smiled, but he was not angry.

"This poison is called 'Bone Dissolving Powder', and those who touch it will bleed and the liver is ablated within three days." Shen Zhou shook off the sleeve of his coat, took out the fire fold and burned it into a wisp of ash, and threw the fire fold at the top of Pei Zhang's head, and a filament fluttering in the wind burned and fell.

Such a ferocious poison was also fluttering in his mouth, and he didn't take it to heart, as if Pei Zhang didn't pass by with black and white impermanence, but was almost hit in the head by bird feces.

Pei Zhang let out a breath and said with a smile: "I have never heard of such poison, Shen Zhou Gongzi is really not a mortal." ā€

The sinking boat was silent.

The refining of the dissolving bone powder is extremely complicated, and the formula is a secret that the Nine Shadows do not pass down. It was not uncommon for someone in the court to want to kill Pei Zhang, but now that the Nine Shadows Division banged on the door first, and then became involved in the assassination of Pei Zhang, it was difficult not to make him suspicious.

Could it be that the Nine Shadows and someone in the court have gotten together?

Shen Zhou remembered that when he snatched the "Guanyin Dashi Map", the two assassins of the Nine Shadows who did not enter the stream.

"But I've heard something else." Pei Zhang said suddenly.

Shen Zhou ignored him, thinking about telling Chu Shixia about it.

"The Marquis of Yongyi's Mansion Yan Xiaohou came to warn last night, saying that several people from the rivers and lakes died in Qunyufang." Pei Zhang said slowly, "Those people are wearing silver masks just like the assassin you killed just now. ā€

He glanced at him with condescension, "What do you want to say?" ā€

"I heard a rumor. About 40 years ago, when Emperor Ling was in power, many children were lost. Some people say that those children were caught by the Spirit Emperor and brought to the palace for alchemy, while others say that they were sold by their biological parents to a Jianghu organization and raised as assassins. ā€

Pei Zhang didn't hear about it, but specially asked someone to investigate the skills of the sinking boat.

He knew that Chu Zhixia had inherited the sword saint Li Qingbai, and mixed the sword and horse kung fu handed down from the Chu family. But Shen Zhou's beastly instincts and treacherous moves are obviously different from hers, he is even more vicious and ruthless, and he will not hesitate to take the other party's life at the cost of eight hundred.

Martial arts is in the same vein, paying attention to advancing and retreating properly, rather than making a desperate bet. It's not that there is no way to break the jade and not to be complete, but the ultimate goal is to live for himself, after all, no master wants to watch his disciples die.

Shen Zhou's style of play is more like an assassin and a dead soldier who does whatever it takes, regardless of life and death.

No one cared about the life or death of the Assassins, and naturally they would not be taught to protect themselves.

"There is an Assassin group that buys human lives with gold, called the Nine Shadows. The bandits of the Nine Shadows Division are covering their faces with silver faces. Pei Zhang explored, "The assassins of the Nine Shadows Division are quite vicious, and their martial arts are superb, and the prince of Shen Zhou can actually see the moves, and he is at ease, just ......like the left hand hitting the right hand."

"It's not a silver mask to hide your face." Shen Zhou suddenly interrupted him.

Pei Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Shen Zhou used a bamboo pole to bring back the floating corpse and drag it to the water pavilion. The assassin was so dead that his neck had been cut in half, and his bones were visible.

The heavy smell of blood rushed Pei Zhang's stomach.

Pei Zhang covered his mouth and nose, suppressed his disgust, and looked at the corpse. The assassin did not appear to be tall, nor could he distinguish between men and women, and the silver mask on his face was repeatedly gorgeous, and it turned out to be a hideous grimace.

Shen Zhou habitually reached out his hand and pressed it against the edge of the silver mask. His subordinates exerted their strength slightly, and Pei Zhang heard the sound of flesh tearing, which was so dense that it made people's scalps tingle.

Pei Zhang got goosebumps and watched in shock as Shen Zhou tore the silver mask off the assassin's face. It was indeed "torn", and for some reason, the mask actually grew together with the assassin's face, and the flesh and blood were connected.

Shen Zhou's jade-white fingertips were soaked in a layer of blood, and he looked at Pei Zhang expressionlessly, "The low-level assassin of the Nine Shadows, since the day he became an adult, his appearance will no longer change, and he will pour hot silver water on his face and cast it into a ghost mask. ā€

The imprint of a low-level assassin is on his face, and the imprint of a high-level assassin is in his heart.

Pei Zhang's scalp was numb, his tongue was so stiff that he couldn't spit out a word, and it took a long time before he stumbled and asked, "Low-level assassin?" ā€

"It's just an assassin who is not qualified to learn the secret legend of the Nine Shadows, and can only do some simple business." Shen Zhou glanced at him, "For example, kill you." ā€

Pei Zhang was sarcastically ridiculed by him, but he still didn't come back to his senses from Fang Cai's cruel and cold words. He looked at Shen Zhou for a moment, "You, you really ......"

"It wasn't many years ago."

Shen Zhou said lightly: "I know you can help the eldest lady a lot, so I don't mind protecting you alive." You can ask whatever you want, but if you want to hurt her, I won't even have to get blood on you. Got it? ā€