The strange smell of incense and floor paint mixed together still floats in the room, which is not good, and the exquisite and solemn bronze figurines palace lamps are neatly arranged, and the lights reflect the old palace room that has been deserted for decades.

Da Sima sat up on the embroidered couch leisurely, and the maid who had just received the grace of rain and dew beside him didn't care about picking up the dresses scattered next to the couch, ** with a fair-skinned delicate body, but hurriedly put a loose collar of silk underwear on Da Sima's body, and then bowed his head and knelt down in fear, a pair of pepper milk hung down, trembling slightly, which was extremely attractive.

"Let's go down. Da Sima waved his hand lightly, and did not mean to let this delicate maid stay in the bed, the maid bowed suddenly, grabbed her dress, half-covered and half-wrapped on her body, and her slender legs paced with small steps, and respectfully exited the door.

Da Sima is not drunk, or rather, he is not as drunk as he seems on the surface, it is just a deliberate gesture, which can not only get rid of the boring drinking and feasting with those sons of the family, but also bring them a wrong message--- Da Sima is not strong enough to drink, and his body is not as good as before, I believe that if this message reaches the ears of their parents and grandparents, it will have a more beneficial effect on themselves.

However, after all, he drank a lot of alcohol tonight, and the wine also added the medicinal power of a great tonic, so that after Da Sima returned to the sleeping palace on the north side of the Taiji Palace, he finally couldn't hold back the heat rising in his abdomen, and pushed down the maid who was laying the pillow, and only after a few degrees of spring breeze did he vent his lust.

Strictly speaking, Da Sima is not a person who is lazy, at least not like the many scholars who linger on the bed, the only thing that makes him feel tired of this is the princess of the Han Dynasty, his own Ru Lady Yuheng, he thinks that his intercourse with her is the real blend, as for these maids who are occasionally used to vent their desires, it is just a pure copulation, so after the end, he will never leave these maids to warm the bed.

And now, Da Sima was dressed in a soft silk robe, slowly pacing to the door of the palace, looking at the smooth and round full moon in the sky, but he fell into his own thoughts.

Although the skin exposed from under the silk robe was still elastic and shiny, and the beating of his heart was still so strong, Da Sima still felt that he seemed to be a little old after all.

The three Northern Expeditions, all ended dismally, the work is still a busy situation, but the public opinion has become a raging trend, and if it continues like this, the Huan clan of the Han Guohuan clan who is prospering in their own hands will be defeated and destroyed in their own hands. He knew too well the insidiousness of those great families, and when they were strong, they were like a bunch of timid dogs who dared to bark only a few times in a while, but when they found themselves weak enough to suppress them, they would in the blink of an eye become hungry wolves who chose to devour people, baring their sharp teeth and gnawing at their own flesh and blood without mercy.

Rather than this, why don't I strike first? While I am not really weak and old, while I still have the advantage of military power, while I still have the strength that belongs to me, and while the entire Jin royal court is already on the verge of collapse......

This idea has been hovering in the mind of Huan Da Sima since the retreat of the Yellow River crossing, and tonight, I don't know if the wine is still strong, or the full moon is particularly impressive, and the desire to abolish the emperor and stand on his own feet is getting stronger and stronger.

A gust of night breeze blew in from outside the palace, even in this hot season, it was quite cool, Da Sima shrank slightly, and pulled the silk undershirt on his body tighter.

"Smack. The sound behind him made Da Sima look back, but he saw that the scroll on the table next to the couch was blown off by the night wind, and the wind was blowing, and the pages of the scroll were opened, and the sound kept coming.

Da Sima's heart moved, and the ghost came back like a god, picked up the scroll, and sat on the couch to look through it.

This is a book of astrological horoscopes in the palace of the first dynasty, the paper scroll is gray and yellow, the footer is wrinkled, it is obviously a lot of years, read a few sentences of title in the book, when it was written in the destruction of the Eastern Wu, the Taikang period of the unification of the world, and all kinds of so-called witch visions, all kinds of things, the first half of the world is mostly the Ji Zhanliang prophecy of the world's Shengping, to the second half, the evil omen gradually increased, such as when the evil star is in the wild, the emperor is dim, or where is the strange thing, showing the chaos of the family and the country...... As the so-called Three Walls and Nine Yao, Four Elephant Lieshe, Wu Xian Ganshi, and Butian Seeking Song, the chaos and disasters of that era have been recorded and explained in detail in this volume.

According to the mentality of the great Sima in the past, he has always scoffed at this kind of books on divination and witchcraft, just like the sentence he often said on his lips at that time: There are infinite manpower, how can there be ghosts and gods to support? What kind of gods and ghosts in troubled times, demons and disasters to the country, and so on, are clearly just absurd legends and stories for him. It's just that now, seeing each other scene after scene, and experiencing it again and again, he finally believes that there are really those legendary mysterious creatures in this world. Looking at these books now, I have changed my mentality.

When the real demons are haunted, the historical books have already been clearly written, and the celestial phenomena have been omens, but the world is half puzzled, but they turn a deaf ear. Da Sima flipped through the pages one by one, feeling more and more heavy, and after seeing the most luke, his heart jumped violently, and his eyes were stunned for a moment.

This is the end of the scroll, and it should also be at the time of the crisis of the previous dynasty and the southern crossing of the five horses, the handwriting at the back of the most turbulent has been blurred, but under the careful identification of the great Sima, it is still not difficult to understand the meaning between the lines.

“...... Middle...... Chen Liu...... The land of the country, now the ...... of the Son of Heaven Fifty years later, ......"

Huan Da Sima supplemented this text: The land of Chen Liu's country, now the spirit of the Son of Heaven, should flourish in the world in 50 years. It may not be exactly the same word, but the meaning is unmistakable.

Huan Da Sima Huo flipped the scroll, looking at the seal on the cover is difficult to distinguish, his heart was surprised and happy, the land of Chen Liu's country, that is the origin of the Huan family, the breath of the Son of Heaven, that is, there will be a true son of heaven who will change the dynasty here, not to mention that it will prosper in the world after 50 years, who else can I say? It can only be on my Huan Wen!

As for how this book of astrological horoscopes appeared on his bedside desk, Huan Da Sima didn't think much about it, he thought that it might be the staff in his account, or it could be Huan Chong in Luoyang, in short, he was a person who knew his mind well, and he implied that his plan was feasible and feasible in this way, like this, he was naturally even more excited and overjoyed.

Huan Da Sima in this drunk, heart-pounding Mid-Autumn Festival night, but because of a witch scroll that I don't know where to come, and quite absurdly firm his own big plan and belief, I can only say that the hints brought in this book are just right, even the always calm and meticulous, bright and majestic Da Sima was also fooled.

......

The wind swayed, and the figure of a servant leaping in mid-air suddenly turned into a tight gray cloak in the dark night, and landed in an extremely narrow corner outside the palace.

He didn't show up in front of Da Sima, he didn't want to use the way of showing up with Qianli Sheng in the palace of Di Qin, he just needed to attract Da Sima's attention to that scroll, and then use some demagogic spells to add another ignition line to Da Sima's already impulsive heart, and everything fell into place.

The people of the world know that his plan is far-reaching, and he has a thorough plan? Assassinating Murong Ke and leaving Murong Chui is to plunge the entire Murong Yan Kingdom into chaos of discord between the monarch and his ministers; protecting the great Sima and urging his ambition is to make the Southern Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty begin to abolish the competition and seize power, and the two countries will soon be in chaos, but their own army for hegemony just happens to be in the middle of the matter, and this is only the beginning of all the plans.

Now, he can leave contentedly, waiting for the imminent strife and civil strife between the two great dynasties of the world, which will drag them to their demise step by step until a new dynasty takes their place!

Gray Pengke was sure that there was no one around, but just when he wanted to summon the Shadow Demon Horse and escape, he suddenly frowned, cautiously and cautiously jumped towards the palace wall, looked at the past from afar, and his eyes were sharp: "They ...... Also here?"

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Xiahou Tong looked at Yin Yu, and then at An Yuxi, who had a smile on his face, and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have met at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, but he didn't know them, so Yin Yu's self-registered surname was meaningless to him, just out of normal etiquette, he nodded to Yin Yu: "Yin Gongzi, hello." ”

Yin Yu smiled very chicly, his eyes swept over the Mo disciples who were not hostile but also vigilant, and said: "The bright moon is like a wheel, the beautiful scenery of a good day, if General Xiahou does not give up, would you like to stroll along the long street with Yin and enjoy the moon?"

Xiahou Tong didn't know where the other party came from, so he was about to say no, and An Wanxi laughed happily on the side: "Yo, a powerful character like General Xiahou will never look down on the juniors of our two small families and refuse to appreciate the light, right?"

Xiahou Tong's eyes suddenly lit up, and a familiar aura of Fly Mountain quietly swept through his heart, he glanced at An Wanxi deeply, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Since it is the invitation of Miss Gongzi, Xiahou Tong dares to disobey his fate." ”

"Senior brother...... Yan Hao opened his mouth to speak, and Xiahou Tong waved his hand: "It's okay, junior brothers, you go back first, I think Miss Gongzi intends to give advice, and Xiahou Tong is very lucky." ”

"Ha Lu haha, don't dare to give advice, Yin Yu only likes the brave people in the world, now I see the power of the general's martial arts, I take the liberty to come to see it, and please don't sin the general. ”

Yin Yu said politely, and although he and An Wanxi seemed to have martial arts, they were naturally less than the eldest brother, and they were not afraid of any difficulties, Yan Yu took a closer look, but he still didn't stop him, and saluted Xiahou Tongwei, and took a group of junior brothers to hide in the night.

Yin Yu turned over and dismounted, first made a solemn gesture to Xiahou Tong, Xiahou Tong owed, and walked side by side with him silently, Yin Yu and An Yixi each led their mounts, and they really walked with Xiahou Tong on this long street.

Most of the houses on both sides of the street are dilapidated, the lights are sparse, and they seem to be extremely sparse, Xiahou Tong didn't know what Yin Yu's intentions were, so he only kept silent, and most of his attention was on Na An Wanxi, but he wanted to see what the woman with the aura of Fly Mountain came from.

"There is a way to gather sages outside the Golden Horse Gate, and the copper camel Mo is a young man. General Xiahou can know? This long street is the most prosperous copper camel street in Luoyang City in the past, it is named after the bronze double camel in the Han Dynasty, but unfortunately, the war is frequent, the national capital has fallen, the two copper camels have long been robbed and melted by the Hu people, and this ten-mile long street is no longer prosperous. ”

Yin Yu said as he walked, but the three of them gradually walked to a secluded place on the street.

"Childe is looking for me, does that mean that the history of this copper camel street is coming?" Xiahou Tong finally responded.

Yin Yu raised his head and looked around, An Wanxi smiled and said: "Don't worry, your gang of house slaves followed from afar, and they didn't come closer, and they couldn't hear what they were talking about." ”

Xiahou Tong was stunned, could it be that this Yin Yu was looking for a secluded place to avoid people's eyes and ears? And it was his house slave who avoided it?

Yin Yu smiled awkwardly, but this time he looked at Xiahou Tong, and lowered his voice very low: "I am fortunate to learn that General Xiahou is also under the command of King Lancang, so I am very happy." ”

Xiahou Tong was even more confused, and was about to say that the other party had recognized the wrong person, but An Yixi followed again: "When the King of Lancang told us that this brave and peerless Mo family sect who assassinated the king of Hu Lu was actually the person I waited for a while, it scared us. Hee-hee, tonight's servant, the king of Lancang is pretending to be. An Wanxi said coquettishly, saying that she was surprised and frightened, but it was all sweet and greasy dissoluteness.

Xiahou Tong suddenly realized, and dared to love the Lancang King they said was the gray pengke, and the strange gray pengke was at the banquet, and he once said to himself when he transmitted his voice: "...... At this banquet, no one will recognize you except my people......" It seems that this Yin Yu and An Tingxi are the subordinates of Gray Pengke, at this moment, Xiahou Tong reacted again, and the spiritual power of Fly Mountain sensed by An Tingxi is clearly the breath of the demon body, which is a simple solution, it is Gray Pengke who asked for a list of all the characters in Fly Mountain, and this An Tingxi is one of them, so it is natural to join the command of Gray Pengke.

It seems that the gray pengke did not reveal his true identity to them, and Xiahou Tong was also very curious, how could this gray pengke be called the king of Lancang?

"It's just to come and get to know the meaning of the King of Lancang, in the future, General Xiahou wants to make steady progress in the court, and our family background may be able to help. ”

The true intention of the gray pengke is here, and it is really far-sighted, Xiahou Tong is clear, and he will no longer hide it, and he will bow his hand to Yin Yu and An Wanxi: "Since you are gentlemen...... At the meaning of the king of Lancang, Xiahou Tong thanked the two of them first. ”

As he spoke, Xiahou Tong's heart tightened, and he sensed a faint murderous aura that seemed to belong to a human being.