Shang Qingyuan's study is sprinkled with the breath of books and pen and ink, the sun is just right, and the breeze is not cold.

Ouyang Ze solemnly handed a long sword to Li Zifeng, "It's your former sword, you stole a lazy sword for your teacher, and you are temporarily wronged as your meeting gift, and there will be generous gifts in the future, which will be counted as compensation." ”

Li Zifeng took it with both hands, his eyes were slightly sour, this Qingming sword, since the moment he touched the sword, he had been carrying it with him, like a shadow. Until he was imprisoned, he was no longer qualified to carry it, and even if he later became a follower disciple on a mission down the mountain, he was only wearing an ordinary long sword.

The long sword was unsheathed, glowing like water, not at all like the dust that had been sealed for a long time, Li Zifeng had mixed feelings in his heart, "Master's words are serious, the disciple is not wronged, the disciple never thought that Qingming could return to his hand." ”

Li Zifeng's eyes were covered with semi-transparent white veil, and he couldn't look at it carefully, but when he held it in his hand and felt the long sword unsheathed, he was already content, Li Zifeng thanked him, "Disciple, thank you, Master." ”

Ouyang Ze looked at Li Zifeng deeply and said softly, "You are easy to be content." Ouyang Ze sighed slightly in his heart, but how could that 'master'... As long as you're willing to shout, that's enough.

Li Zifeng put away Qingming, turned around and walked slowly to the position where he had assisted Ouyang Ze in handling official documents, groped carefully, the case was spotless, the official documents and books were neatly stacked aside, Li Zifeng picked up a book casually and looked at it, the handwriting on it, in his opinion, was just a vague black shadow, "The disciple is literate now, and there are still some fees..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's going to get better, aren't you much better now than you were before?" Ouyang Ze comforted, thinking that he would add some more medicine tomorrow, to be exact, the amount of blood.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the study without warning, and after Ouyang Ze answered, Mo Xuan slowly and slowly, at the door of the room, a familiar figure faintly stayed. Li Zifeng glanced at it and smiled comfortably.

Mo Xuan saluted to the two people in the room, "Master, senior brother, the master of the Shen Hall of Qingsong Hall has arrived." ”

"Oh, please. Ouyang Ze was overjoyed, he received a secret report from Wei'an City a few days ago, saying that there was an abnormality in Wei'an City, and there seemed to be a shadow of Lingye Palace, and the words in the secret report were relatively vague, and Ouyang Ze also understood it for a long time, and was thinking about how to deal with this tricky matter, when Shen Zhiping came.

"Senior brother in charge. "Shen Zhi's screen was dusty, and as soon as he entered the mountain gate, he went straight to Shangqing Yuan.

"Uncle Shi. Li Zifeng bowed, and seeing Shen Zhiping's arrival, Li Zifeng's breathing suddenly became a little lighter.

Shen Zhiping smiled and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of Li Zifeng's eyes, Li Zifeng smiled and quipped, "Uncle Shi, the disciple was originally fine, but your head is a little dizzy when you shake it." ”

"That's very good. Shen Zhiping smiled and groaned, "Don't have any more big mood swings, beware of recurrence." ”

Listening to the familiar greetings between the master and nephew, and the tone was full of lightness and happiness, Ouyang Ze felt inexplicably sad, and he suddenly felt that here, he was like an outsider.

Ouyang Ze coughed awkwardly and said angrily at Shen Zhiping, "Senior Brother Shen went back to the mountain this time, just so that I can see you here?"

When Li Zifeng heard this, he immediately felt uncomfortable, so he said to the two, "Presumably, Uncle Shi is here to discuss with Master in detail, and it is inconvenient for the disciple to stay, so he will retire first." ”

"Zifeng, you don't have to go. Shen Zhiping's face, which was still full of smiles just now, suddenly became solemn, "Originally, if you weren't there, I would have wanted to ask the senior brother in charge to invite you, so it's just right, you can also come along!"

"Oh. Li Zifeng paused slightly, except for the last time when Shen Zhiping learned of his background and persuaded him to leave, he had never heard Shen Zhiping's such a serious voice, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "It seems... It's Hongyuan Villa that has done evil again. ”

"Definitely. Shen Zhiping's expression was a little strange, "This time, it's the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"What?!"

Wei'an City, the autumn is high and cool, the sun is not dry, and the traffic on Skylark Street is busy, a prosperous scene. On the side of Skylark Street, the solemn Prime Minister's Mansion stood tall, and the guards looked vigilant, watching the people on the street intently.

Wan Ziyu sat in front of the bookcase, frowning. The housekeeper Wan Lin knocked on the door and cautiously walked in to reply to his life, "Master Qiqi, the person has been dragged to a quiet place to be executed." ”

The people in Wan Lin's mouth refer to the people of Lingye Palace. In recent days, the Prime Minister's Mansion has been frequently harassed by unknown people, and Wan Lin just ordered the guards to be bombed away. After a few days of silence, a man in black climbed over the wall overnight, and after careful investigation, he learned that they were the killers of Lingye Palace.

But this group of killers in Lingye Palace, they didn't look like killers, but they had a smiling face, and they only said repeatedly, just to make friends, and they also gave rich gifts, Wan Ziyu was angry and reprimanded, and he was taken into custody for interrogation, and before he could say a word or two under torture, the killer bit the poisoning bag and committed suicide.

As for the gift money sent, Wan Ziyu would not accept it, so he ordered Wan Lin to deal with it quietly. Later, the guards around the Prime Minister's Mansion were strengthened, and they were closely investigated around the mansion, and once they found someone from the Lingye Palace, they were directly executed.

Wan Ziyu rubbed his frowning brows, he didn't seem to remember clearly, today was the first few traitors of the Lingye Palace that he had dealt with. Wan Ziyu took a sip of the teacup, the tea had cooled, and when he drank it, he suddenly felt overturned. Simply toss the teacup aside and close your eyes for a nap.

At this time, a servant hurriedly ran in, "Master, butler......" The servant was panting and looked flustered.

"What kind of system is panicking, what is going on?" Wan Lin scolded in a low voice.

"The Emperor... Emperor... Your Majesty is coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion!" the servant's body trembled with his voice.

Wan Ziyu stood up abruptly and instantly sobered up!

The inner hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion is spacious and bright, the ground is like a mirror, from the furniture to the decorations, it is simple and dignified, and the emperor Zhu Xingzhan is facing the celebrity calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.

Zhu Xingzhan traveled in simple clothes, and only Hu Li, a guard dressed in cloth, followed.

The footsteps at the door of the inner hall were busy and unhurried, Wan Ziyu didn't have time to change his clothes, so he hurriedly came, kneeling on the ground and saluting, "Old minister Wan Ziyu greets Your Majesty, long live long live!"

Zhu Xingzhan turned around and stared at Wan Ziyu with a deep gaze for a long time before he stepped forward to help him up, "The prime minister doesn't need to be polite, I went into the house to visit on a whim, I hope it didn't disturb you." ”

Wan Ziyu raised his head and quietly observed Zhu Xingzhan's face, Zhu Xingzhan has always acted reasonably, resolutely, and decisively, this time he entered the mansion on a whim.

Wan Ziyu bowed slightly, maintaining the due courtesy, "Your Majesty can visit the mansion, it is the luck of the old ministers, and it is also the luck of the prime minister's mansion, why bother to talk about it? If Your Majesty does not dislike it, please take a seat." ”

"Oh, no need. I still have important matters to deal with, so I'll talk to you and leave. ”

Zhu Xingzhan's voice was deep, there was no trace of a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, Wan Ziyu quietly observed, thinking of some strange things that happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion a few days ago, and his heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Wan Ziyu's invisible expression changed and could not escape Zhu Xingzhan's eyes, but Zhu Xingzhan looked back at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall as if nothing happened, "I have nothing to do, I looked at this painting casually." ”

Wan Ziyu looked at Zhu Xingzhan's gaze, and what hung on the wall was a painting of mountains and rivers, which included the entire Liang Jingchao's rivers and regions, the rolling mountains were magnificent, and the interspersed rivers and towns were scattered and orderly, each playing its own role. This painting was made by the first emperor and later given to the prime minister's mansion.

Zhu Xingzhan's finger lightly landed on the painting, marking the obvious area: Wei'an City. Zhu Xingzhan said, "Although Wei'an City is only a little small in this mountain and river calligraphy and painting map, it plays a vital role in the entire mountains and rivers, and there can be no mistakes. ”

Wan Ziyu's eyes suddenly tightened, and when Zhu Xingzhan said this, he was emotionless, and even a little cold. didn't have time to think about it, Wan Ziyu replied, "What Your Majesty said is that if you don't protect it, why should you protect the small family..."

"The prime minister said it well. This is also guarded by me and the emperors of the Liang Jing Dynasty. Zhu Xingzhan turned around and stared at Wan Ziyu, smiling rather than smiling, "I also hope that I can encourage him with the prime minister." ”

Wan Ziyu exhaled silently, I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt that Zhu Xingzhan's words contained a trace of killing intent, and after forcibly stabilizing his breathing, he replied, "Yes, the old minister wrote it down." ”

A vague smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Xingzhan's mouth, and he deliberately slowed down his tone and said, "If the prime minister is free, let's go to the palace to visit the queen! The queen has been worried and tired lately, and she is getting thinner and thinner. I'm very worried, if you go and talk to her, she might be able to laugh a little. ”

Hearing this, Wan Ziyu did not relax, but his heart rose to his throat, and in the face of Zhu Xingzhan's scorching gaze, he said calmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding. ”

After half a pillar of incense, Zhu Xingzhan left the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wan Ziyu looked at the carriage that gradually disappeared into the crowd, Wan Ziyu sighed heavily, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind was a little louder, blowing on the body, and there was a little coolness. Wan Lin took the coat and put it on Wan Ziyu, "Master, the wind is blowing." ”

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