Fufeng, inside the royal city.

After entering the royal city, the procurator walked briskly all the way to the inner city, to the platform, and to the door of the main hall.

When he arrived at the door of the main hall, he didn't know whether the two Zhendian generals stopped him first, or he stopped on his own, but when he reported the situation truthfully, the two Zhendian generals couldn't help frowning and looked sideways at the hall.

In the hall, there was a person on the throne, although he did not show his full face, but there was no doubt that he was Qin Shang - he was reviewing the folds.

Seeing that he nodded slightly in the review, the two town hall generals outside the door bowed their heads and retreated, and gave way to the audience.

The prosecutor bowed respectfully, and then carried the master's letter and the Yizhou order with both hands into the main hall, until he presented it to Qin Shang through the Wang case.

Qin hadn't seen it yet, so he only picked up his pen and waved his instructions on the fold, and said the word "read" silently.

As usual, when he was not in court, he wore neither a crown nor civilian clothes.

The prosecutor bowed his head deeply, opened the master's letter, and read out the contents of it word for word.

Qin Shang only listened, but the pen in his hand never stopped. It wasn't until the prosecutor finished reading the letter and finished reading the letter that he gently spit out a single word, "Accurate." ”

From beginning to end, he did not look at the prosecutor. Perhaps only the prosecutor hears what he says.

The prosecutor obeyed the order, and only after closing the letter and token respectfully placed the letter and token on the king's case did he bow respectfully and withdrew.

The procurator retreated all the way to the door, and then he unloaded the courtier's courtesy, turned and walked out of the hall.

When the prosecutor walked away, Qin Shangcai gently put down the pen and looked sideways at the letter and token on the case.

But after just one glance, he didn't look at it anymore, but reached out and took the fold that had just been reviewed to his eyes, and read the contents of it.

Look at the corner of it, and review it in red ink: gather troops in Wei, and King Xuan will surrender.

......

Inside the inn.

Zheng Ming took his house number, keys, and a set of black uniforms from the notekeeping office, and after thanking him for the notes, he turned around and left the place, and walked along the road to the residence in the back courtyard.

Along the way, there were patrolling guards, attendants, and several groups of children touring around and gathering in various places to discuss with the prime minister.

Zheng Ming only smiled all the way, and when he met people, he first smiled and avoided them, and few people responded. It wasn't until he turned around the corner and came to the back courtyard that he paused in his eyes, and then turned his eyes to look at the gazebo in front of him.

There, just one person.

This person is the young man who has had a glimpse of Zheng Ming at the dirt bag outside the city.

At this time, the young man was closing his eyes lightly, he had changed into a uniform black uniform, and he was holding his long sword and leaning on the pillar of the pavilion.

Xu was aware of Zheng Ming's gaze, and the young man also slowly opened his eyes and looked sideways at Zheng Ming.

The four eyes are facing each other, there is no spark, and there is nothing unusual to speak of. Only Zheng Ming was a little stunned, smiled and nodded at him, and then turned around and walked to his room.

The young man only looked at him, his eyes were calm, but he couldn't peek into the secret inside.

It wasn't until Zheng Ming opened his door and went in and closed the door from the inside that he closed his eyes again with a little silence.

The room where Zheng Ming lived, adjacent to him.

And at present, this courtyard is currently only inhabited by him and him.

When dusk was approaching, Zheng Ming finished bathing in the room, and all the fatigue and long-distance baptism were released into this bucket of steaming water.

Looking at the petals floating on the water, Zheng Ming couldn't help but chuckle when he was comfortable in his heart, and saw him splash his face with a handful ......of water, and threw back the water droplets on his long hair, and then grabbed the edge of the bucket with his hand and jumped out of it.

Wow......

When the water splashed on the ground, he could no longer see his body, only his long hair reaching his waist, fluttering like a waterfall, and a slender white tail swaying mischievously.

His tail, unseen, was wrapped around his waist as he had been when he had gone out of the bath to get dressed in front of the bed.

His father had told him that the tail was the most precious and private thing of every human being, and that it could not be spoken, pointed out, or revealed to anyone. Otherwise, it is a great disrespect and insult to others, and it is also an insult to oneself.

He had always believed so, and although he later observed that no one had a tail like him, he chose to believe his father's words.

The uniform seemed to be tailor-made, so that his not strong body could hold up, and it looked extremely well-fitting and heroic.

As he was about to tie his belt, he suddenly paused in his eyes, then turned and walked towards the door, but did not stop to tie his belt.

By the time he reached the door, his belt had been fully attached, and just as he was adjusting his clothes, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Boom, boom.

"Whew. Zheng Ming smiled and opened the door.

Seeing that the door opened so quickly, the prosecutor was obviously a little surprised, but he was only stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses in an instant.

Seeing that he glanced at Zheng Ming quietly, he nodded lightly, turned around and said, "You come with me." ”

"Good. Zheng Ming chuckled and nodded, and then saw him turn his back and grab it, and the long sword and wine gourd that were placed on the bed flew over on their own, and he firmly grasped it in his hand.

Hearing the movement behind him, the prosecutor suddenly paused with his pupils shrunk, but he was only stunned, and he took another step.

Zheng Ming smiled, and when he followed, he inserted the long sword diagonally into his belt from behind, and hung the wine gourd on his left waist casually, and then followed the other party and left here.

The door does not need to be closed. It is said that someone would come and put things in order, and if they were valuables or personal belongings, they would simply be placed on the bed, and if they were clothes, change of clothes, or discarded items, they would simply be separated on the long table in the hall.

Zheng Ming, on the other hand, only folded the clothes that needed to be changed and placed on top of the long case. In addition, he only got off the package and lay quietly on the bed.

The two of them left all the way, and the doors of the houses they met on the way were all open. Most of the people in the room were eating. A small number of them had finished eating and were laughing around the table - they were all four people in a room, different from the single room where Zheng Ming lived in the young man.

When Zheng Ming passed by the door, someone was proud to see it and followed it. But when I saw Zheng Ming's smiling face, I was stunned. and looked at the prosecutor's cold side face, and then fell silent and did not look again.

Zheng Ming followed the prosecutor all the way into the palace, and encountered more than ten palace gates, and the porch was in a hurry, until he passed through the last "checkpoint" block, and he came to the gate of a palace building under the leadership of the guards.

However, the guards could only be sent to the front court, so they clenched their fists to Zheng Ming and bowed their heads slightly to prepare to retreat. But when he saw Zheng Ming also bowing to him, he couldn't help but smile, then nodded slightly, and turned around and left here.

Zheng Ming chuckled, then withdrew the salute, and turned his eyes to look at the attic inside.

"Drunken Moon Building......" Looking at the upright, thick and powerful three ink characters, Zheng Ming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and walked over.

This place belongs to the Qianming Palace. And the Zuiyue Building is Qin Zheng's private study. It's just that this study is a little too big.

There are three floors in total, and it is in the shape of a tower that "gets smaller the higher you go". Among them, the first floor is just a reading area, but even so, it is also a collection of books and screens. On the second floor, there is a collection office, and although the furnishings of the hall are very different from the first floor, all the books are stored around it.

On the third floor, it can also be called a studio, or a study. There are three platforms due east, west and north, and the corridor is in the northeast corner, only the inside is empty, but no one is seated.

All of the above are what Zheng Ming saw at a glance when he went upstairs.

There are candles in the room, but there is no lampshade, which is different from the first and second floors.

Zheng Ming glanced at the candlestick on the south wall, and saw that the candles were fluttering there, and the table was also in the shape of a rest, so he looked at the platform due west.

There, however, there was a man standing with his hands in his hands—and in his hands, he also had a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

This person is none other than Qin Shang, the Wind King.

There was twilight outside the building, and he passed by the platform where Qin Zheng was, and it was at this time that he stood there and admired.

He only stood there with his hands in his hands, but he gave Zheng Ming a sense of nobility and majesty. Perhaps because of the rendering of twilight, he exudes a warm glow. The wind swayed, stirring his hair and clothes, and while adding style to him, Zheng Ming also felt a touch of loneliness.

Because of this, Zheng Ming was stunned for a moment, but after that, he lowered the thoughts in his heart, and simply walked out of the corridor in full clothes, and greeted the other party from afar: "Boy (zǐ) Zheng Ming, meet the king." ”

He didn't move for a long time, only his eyes wandered and looked at the sky Caixia, but when the glow weakened, he smiled slightly and said, "The middle father mentioned it to me. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't dare to lose his courtesy, and bowed his head and said, "The kid doesn't know what the king is referring to." ”

"Whew. Qin Shang's smile was light but deep, and he chuckled: "Come here." ”

"This ...... Be. Zheng Ming was stunned, although he hesitated, he still nodded yes, and then he took off his etiquette and walked over to the other party.

Although he didn't know the preferences and temperament of this Wind King, and he had never been in contact with the other party, he already had a small bottom from this drunken moon building.

Respect is the most fundamental way to interact with others.

This is Zheng Ming's upbringing since childhood, and for the elderly and respectful, he never dared to be rude or overstepping, let alone the king of a country and the power of the world, I am afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will refute the other party, so that he and his related people will suffer from unjustified disasters.

That's why Zheng Ming is so cautious.

The distance between the two sides was not far, although Zheng Ming walked calmly and calmly, but he was not slow, and after a short time, he had already come to the front, but he did not get too close to Qin Shang's side, but stopped not far behind Qin Shang with respect, and kept a distance of about six feet from the other party.

Because, as soon as he approached Qin Shang from the corridor, he felt a killing intent from all directions. And as he got closer, that killing intent became more and more intense, and when he stopped six feet away from Qin Shang, that killing intent had already turned into a strong killing intent. I'm afraid that if I take a little step forward, or if I have that kind of behavior, it will lead to the person who is lurking.

Although Zheng Ming didn't care about this killing machine, and he could sense the source of this killing machine and the hiding place of the other party, in all fairness, he still respected Qin Shang himself more than he was cautious and vigilant. And in his heart, he also felt that everything was not good, and there was no need to get too close, so he didn't continue to move forward.