Twenty-four years of Longchang, autumn.

Emperor Gong and Empress of the Dajing Dynasty were assassinated and collapsed, and at the same time, the crown prince Ling and his sister Princess Jue of Changjin, the only prince of this dynasty, were also missing.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar between the government and the opposition, and the Dajing Dynasty suddenly fell into a situation of leaderless and urgent danger.

Fortunately, with the Dazhu Guoding waiting for Chen Duyun on the side, and personally led the twelve horsemen of Duyun to sit in the court, the chaotic situation was slightly calm.

However, the kingdom cannot be without a king for a day.

After 24 days of continuous controversy, the central civil forces headed by Prime Minister Zhang Renliang finally gained the upper hand, unanimously elected Li Xun, the six-year-old son of King Xiang, as the prince, and the Empress Dowager personally issued a decree to crown Prime Minister Zhang Renliang as the regent on his behalf.

In this regard, even Chen Duyun, who is a big pillar country, is indisputable.

I can't remember when the royal family began to wither. To Emperor Gong's generation, thirty-eight years only had two sons, one of whom died young, the only remaining prince Li Yunling since childhood by Emperor Gong to cultivate, indulge in the talent of strategy, but now there has been no news for nearly a month, although it has been visited by the various middle schools, but so far, all the spies have come back with the four words "nothing". Seeing that the forces of all sides are about to move, and the enemy forces on the border are eyeing each other, if they wait any longer, I am afraid that the final loss will be the entire country.

Among the descendants of the royal family, only Li Xun, the son of King Xiang, is the closest to Emperor Gong, and he is half of the root of the seedlings.

Even he knew in his heart that Prime Minister Zhang Renliang supported the prince Li Xun on his face, and behind the regent of the king was to coerce the son of heaven to order the princes.

But at this time, apart from him, only Prime Minister Zhang Renliang can occupy this position to shock the dynasty.

Walking out of the Xuanhe Hall with a bright and majestic sky, and looking up at the sky where the mountain rain was coming, Chen Duyun dusted off the dispensable dust on his body and let out a long sigh.

"It seems that God is really going to die in the Great Jing Li Dynasty. ”

Chen Duyun, who is more than seventy years old, has long lost the heart to seize power, but he has been bathed in the emperor's grace for many years, and he can't help but sigh at this time.

He knows very well that even if the dynasty changes, he can't be without a king all at once. Under the trend of the overall situation, for the sake of the world, he can only leave a regretful cold snort.

The next day, a generation of war gods, the backbone of the country, Chen Duyun entered the court in plain clothes, unloaded his sword and armor, offered the handsome seal, resigned to the old age, and retired for the rest of his life.

Emperor Yunzhi, give 100 taels of gold, 1,000 acres of fertile land, seal Yongle Hou, and enjoy the title forever.

I thought that everything was settled, and the hustle and bustle was silent.

However, a few days later, a news spread in the rivers and lakes once again set off an uproar.

"It's too white and easy to track, and the purple micro star is dark. The immortal soldier will be born, and the name of the sword is frost. ”

This rumor of unknown origin is insignificant, but it is humane, this word is the Taoist ancestral court Longshou Mountain Great Heavenly Master Li Congjian cloth thirty-six dojos, personally broken, it has to make people think deeply.

Finally, people with a heart saw a sentence in the "Chronicles of Mountains and Seas" written by the Ancient Strange Man Jiujue Venerable:

"Those who condense frost will be surprised from the sky, and those who get frost will win the world."

As soon as these words came out, the court was furious, and the world was clamoring.

That night, the imperial court issued three holy decrees in a row to urgently recruit the Heavenly Master, the Great Heavenly Master, Li Congjian, to enter the capital to face the saint, and the rest of the disciples of Longshou Mountain were imprisoned in the heavenly prison on suspicion of not being subordinate and plotting rebellion.

The entire Qianyang, and even the entire Dajing, suddenly fell into turmoil.

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Wuzhou City is located in the south of Huaishui and east of Wuchuan. It was a famous city in the middle of the Dajing Dynasty.

Especially in this August, when the leaves are colorful and everything is changing, the color of Xiao Huang is shown within a radius of thousands of miles, but the octagonal mountain of Wuzhou City has become a rare place to enjoy flowers.

There is a poem that says: The world is full of fragrant flowers in June, and Wuzhou is in full bloom in spring. It's about this octagonal mountain.

Octagonal Mountain is not a high mountain, but because of the undulating terrain, surrounded by eight peaks, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the four seasons are like spring. Qingyun view sitting in the Qingyun Peak of the Octagonal Mountain is the famous Taoist blessed land in Wuchuan area, the view of the inner palm teaches the Ming Song Taoist long peach obsession, the mountain behind the Qingyun View is full of peach trees, it is the peach for the poem: "Qinghao Mountain Spring washes the sky, and the pink peach reflects the small building." "It's also a good story for a while.

At this time, it was noon, and the sky was like a long rainbow, and the blue sky was like washing. And the visitors who climb the octagonal mountain are shoulder to shoulder, and there is an endless stream.

In the vast sea of people, a slender woman is dressed in a red dress and covered with tulle, but she has no intention of watching the scenery, and hurriedly walks and picks up the ladder all the way.

The woman has no name or surname, but because she is always dressed in red, she is called a red girl by the people of the rivers and lakes. In the bright face, the red girl is just the first oiran in the ten-mile flower boat on the bank of the Wanghe River in the south of the Yangtze River, but in fact, she is the fifth killer in the Qingyin Pavilion, the first hidden door in the rivers and lakes. Because of her countless killings in her life and ruthlessness, she has long been named a female rakshasa in the rivers and lakes. Such a person should have a cold look and acted arrogantly, but to have such a panicked look, I think I have encountered something terrible.

When the red girl walked into the backyard of Qingyunguan, a little Taoist priest immediately greeted her, and said to the red girl: "Red donor, the son has been waiting for a long time, please come with me." ”

She nodded slightly.

The red girl followed the little Taoist priest through the backyard of Qingyun until a small arched door at the corner of the courtyard stopped.

The little Taoist priest said: "Red donor, the son is inside, and the little path can only be sent here." ”

Qingyun Taohai deserves to be called one of the eight uniques of Wucheng.

As soon as the red girl pushed open the small door, a refreshing peach fragrance spring color came to her face, and suddenly a gust of breeze blew by, and the endless thousands of peach blossoms were undulating, like the waves of the sea, surging, looking, she was a little crazy.

In the depths of the peach sea, there is a stone table and two stone benches, revealing a trace of bleakness and loneliness.

A bit of uneven sunlight shone through the chaotic peach branches, sprinkled on a stone bench in a delicate white dress embroidered with gold silk dragon patterns, and the long-sleeved hem poured out like water. In a trance, it seems that a clear stream flows into the eyes.

Flying flowers are like rain, scattered all over the sky.

He sat arrogantly, with a half-faced bronze mask on his face, but it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or worried.

The red girl hesitated for a moment, then bent down to him and saluted him slightly: "Childe!" The indescribable respect in her words seemed to come from the kind of devotion to God in her bones.

Since she can remember, she has been following the son in front of her, he taught her martial arts, taught her to do things, and took her into Qingyin Pavilion. Suddenly, more than ten years have passed, and she has grown from a little girl to a big girl, but the son is still the son, and there has never been any change, the voice has not changed, the form has not changed, and even the eyes have never changed.

It's a pity that Childe has always worn a half-cut bronze Rakshasa mask to show people, and he is a red girl, and he has never seen Childe's true face.

At this time, Childe poured two glasses of wine, one in his hand, and the other cup was pushed to the red girl, and said, "I haven't been here for some days, but this peach blossom wine of Ming Song Dao is still so mellow and delicious?"

Childe will always be so happy, or there is nothing in this world that can move him. He would never ask anything, because he didn't need to ask, and those people would tell him what he wanted to know and what he didn't want to know.

The red girl didn't touch the glass of wine handed by the child, but took out the gilded scroll from her red sleeve, put it on the stone table, took three steps back, and suddenly knelt down.

A leisurely smile appeared at the corner of Childe's mouth, and he put down the wine cup and looked up at the red girl.

So dazzling, eye-catching.

The red girl's head lowered more and more, and she said cautiously: "The red lady was careless this time, and was plotted by others, causing the red line in the cabinet to be used, and I ask the son to punish her!"

Childe still tasted the wine by himself, as if he hadn't heard the red girl's request for punishment at all, nor did he turn the folds on the table, just sat there alone, with a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth, although through a thick mask, he could still feel the coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow from the eyes behind the mask.

The surroundings gradually fell into a terrible silence.

It wasn't until the glass of wine was over that Childe slowly spoke, breaking the long-lost silence.

He said gently: "I already know about this matter, but it is just a few words scattered, and it is not your original intention, how can I blame you?"

"Yes!" the red girl exhaled slightly in her chest, as if she had been pardoned, and her brows relaxed slightly, and she made a soft promise and slowly stood up.

After a pause, the red girl carefully raised her eyes to look at the child, and saw that he did not have the slightest anger, so she mustered up her courage and said softly: "Now that the news about this sword is known to everyone, the entire rivers and lakes have been moved, what should I do next?"

A glass of wine escaped into Childe's mouth again, and after a while, the corners of Childe's mouth rose slightly, and he actually opened the scroll, with sixteen words written on it: "Too white and easy to track, purple and yellow stars, the god soldier will be in the world, and the sword name is frosty." And the lower right side of the secret scroll is the Heavenly Master of Longshou Mountain, Li Congjian.

This dense scroll that led to the turmoil of the entire rivers and lakes, Gongzi looked at it for a while, but he repeated it and smiled.

Without waiting for the matchmaker's reaction, the son had already raised his eyes and said: "According to legend, the world has just opened, becoming a sword of its own, is branding and condensing frost, and engraved the "Mandate of Heaven", born once in 8,000 years, those who get it can be reborn, change their lives against the sky, borrow the luck of heaven and earth, twist the world, speaking of which, it is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. ”

Hearing that, Childe suddenly turned his head to look at the red girl, and said, "However, in comparison, I am extremely interested in the person who spread the news?"

When the matchmaker heard this, her face turned slightly pale, and she suddenly knelt down and responded respectfully: "Hui Gongzi, this person's name is Tang Yin, and his martial arts are extremely high. Strangely, this person seems to know everything about my cabinet. On the red boat that day, after taking my token, the guy immediately found the branch of the cabinet and released the news in my name. When the matchmaker said this, the more she said it, the more she hated, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth, as if she wanted to eat Tang Yin alive.

When the son heard this, he smiled slightly, interrupted the matchmaker's thoughts, and said: "Although you have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, this person's mind and ability are beyond your reach, and you don't need to continue to investigate this matter." ”

The red girl's expression was slightly abrupt, but she was afraid that the son would suffer a loss, and her gratitude couldn't help but be even greater. But look at the son poured himself another glass, and continued to enjoy his peach blossoms and taste his wine.

After a while, Childe suddenly took out a black token, threw it to the red girl, and said, "If the next time you meet this Tang Yin, you can hand him this token with your own hands." ”

The token is about the size of a palm, the whole body is jet black, the red rope is tied on the top, the edge is carved with a delicate lotus pattern, a fierce unicorn is engraved in the middle, and a word is engraved with a fine book on the back. Just the first glance makes people feel cold.

The red girl took the cold token and looked at it intently, and couldn't help but be shocked.

As a killer in the pavilion, she naturally knew the weight of this Qingyin Pavilion Order, not to mention, this was the Qilin Order, which ranked first among the Qingyin Nine Orders.

Holding this order means that you can command the entire Qingyin Pavilion.

It's just that Childe's words, the red girl has always obeyed her words, she didn't dare to ask more questions, and she didn't dare to hesitate for half a minute, she quickly put the token carefully into her sleeve, and then glanced at Childe.

But seeing that Gongzi nodded slightly, the red girl understood in her heart, slowly stood up, and stepped back lightly.

The corners of Childe's mouth still showed a deep smile, and it wasn't until he drank the last sip of wine in the pot that he looked at the fragmented sky and laughed leisurely: "It's time to play a good game of chess, Tang Yin, don't let me down!"