Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Chess Piece

The inner hall of the wild goose return to the park was warmly lit with charcoal fire, slowly steaming.

A topographic map of Shiqingshan was unfolded, and Ouyang Ze circled it with the light of the candle, pondering carefully, for fear that an oversight would cause irreparable consequences.

Shen Zhiping looked at it, shook his head helplessly, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "You've been staring at the map for a long time, aren't your eyes tired?

Ouyang Ze put down the pen, stretched his muscles, and took the water cup without hesitation, "Don't say it, I'm really a little tired, my body is almost stiff..."

"It's no wonder if you're not tired. Shen Zhiping said with a smile, "In the past two days, I have been working hard, and I have to do everything myself." ”

Ouyang Ze quipped, "Senior brother, don't talk about me, your legs are about to break these days, right?"

These days, Shen Zhiping has been taking the disciples of Qingsong Hall to explore in Shiqingshan, cooperating with Piaoyun and Shen Yu and others, secretly solving many secret posts of Hongyuan Villa, and has been looking for traces in Guangfang Temple, drawing detailed topographic maps and guard distribution maps by hand, during which he also inadvertently found that most of the guards were people under Zhu Luofeng.

But he didn't startle the snake, but took this situation back to Qingyuan Town to discuss with Ouyang Ze and find a solution, but there was a shortage of manpower, no matter how it was arranged, all that could be done was to reduce casualties, not to retreat.

Moreover, there are eyeliners of Qingping Mansion and Hongyuan Villa everywhere, and there is also the existence of Lingye Palace on the periphery. This time, whether it was the rebellion in the Lingye Palace, or the king of Qingping taking the opportunity to ascend the throne, what brought them was a catastrophe.

"It doesn't matter if you break your leg. Shen Zhiping smiled bitterly, his eyebrows full of worry, "Reducing casualties is the key." ”

"The emperor has a grand finale about to be staged, but we don't know who the protagonist is. In Ouyang Ze's cognition, Li Zifeng was just a hostage that Zhu Xingzhan used to control them.

Ouyang Ze doubted more than once, if Zhu Xingzhan wanted to pinch the hostage, Wan Ziyu alone was enough, why did he pinch Li Zifeng in his hand? What was his real intention?

The candle flame on the candlestick shook slightly, making a 'crackling' sound, as if it had scorched the wick.

"It's getting dark at night, senior brother, let's go back to the room early to rest! It's useless to think hard, since the emperor has arranged an excerpt, we might as well be a quiet audience, and cheer for him if necessary." ”

"It's fine. Ouyang Ze rolled up the drawings and handed them to Shen Zhiping for safekeeping, "Then don't disturb the rest of the junior brother." ”

"That's very good. Shen Zhiping said with a smile, "I'll send my senior brother back to the room to rest." ”

Ouyang Ze glanced at him, "I think the junior brother is afraid that I won't leave, right?"

"Hey... Senior brother is right, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Shen Zhiping quipped.

“............”

The two of them pretended to laugh and returned to Ouyang Ze's room, the room was pitch black, and a cool breeze slipped in through the crack in the window, the two of them were immediately alert, this cool breeze came suddenly, and they obviously detected the existence of a third person's breath, the two glanced at each other, drew their swords together, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the black shadow in the corner of the wall.

Under the powerful sword qi, the black shadow was shocked against the wall, gasped, and before the two of them could speak, the black shadow appeared, kneeling on one knee, "In the lower wind, I want to see you." ”

Familiar voices, familiar people, the eyes of the two are sour and hot, unbelievable Zifeng?

Under special circumstances, Li Zifeng could not report his name as calmly as before, so he could only use a pseudonym to greet the two.

The candles in the room were lit, sprinkling a dim light, and Li Zifeng hid behind the screen, still showing a vague figure, maintaining a posture of kneeling on one knee, just like the dark guard and the shadow guard when they came to return to life.

Listening to the voice, Li Zifeng seemed to be much haggard and vicissitudes than before, and his body was also a little thinner.

Ouyang Ze rubbed his sore eyes, and tried his best to restrain the urge to pull him out to take a closer look and gossip, but in the eyes of outsiders, Li Zifeng was still a death row prisoner in Xing Wei's Mansion pending execution, and in order to prevent emergencies, he could only contact people so secretly, if he hadn't been discovered by Xu Zining, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to explain anything.

During the short meeting time, the three of them had been communicating with the code words and gestures of the Hengshan faction, during which they mentioned the map that Ouyang Ze had been studying, Li Zifeng didn't look at the map, but sketched it in his mind according to every important node on the map that Ouyang Ze said, and memorized it by heart.

Shen Zhiping sighed slightly, "The wind and rain are coming, and the calamity is like a flood and a fierce beast. ”

Li Zifeng only said lightly, "Ming Xiu plank road, dark Chen Cang." ”

Shen Zhiping suddenly understood something, "I see, some things don't need to be done by yourself. ”

"King Qingping likes to play chess on weekdays, and he has long been familiar with losing the rook and protecting the handsome. Ouyang Ze continued.

"So the seemingly eye-catching excerpts are just a one-man show in Hongyuan Villa. When Li Zifeng said this, there was still some heartache, Li Zifeng landed on his knees behind the screen, and kowtowed deeply to the positions of Ouyang Ze and Shen Zhiping, "Those who are hiding in the corner are afraid that they will also be on the stage in front of the public." ”

Ouyang Ze and Shen Zhiping were slightly stunned, sounding like the well-known 'death row prisoner', who wanted to play his role and deal a fatal blow to the opposition party in the back, but for some reason, they suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Master and Uncle rest assured, the disciple has his own sense of proportion. Never be emotional. ”

The flames on the candlestick shook slightly, and Li Zifeng's figure gradually faded. Ouyang Ze walked quickly behind the screen, but he was still a step too late, and Li Zifeng's figure was already no longer behind the screen.

Shen Zhiping sighed heavily, "So, is Senior Brother satisfied?"

Seeing Li Zifeng like this, Shen Zhiping's resentment against Ouyang Ze was hooked up again, although the misunderstanding between Ouyang Ze and Li Zifeng was resolved, Ouyang Ze was still too obsessed with the hatred of the past, so he quietly forced Li Zifeng step by step to this situation and indirectly participated in the extermination of Hongyuan Villa.

Ouyang Ze had no intention of explaining, and silently poured a cup of cold white water into his stomach, which seemed tasteless, but in fact turned his heart upside down.

After the incident in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ouyang Ze knew that this matter was inseparable from Hongyuan Villa, but instead of letting Li Zifeng avoid it, he sent Li Zifeng out, just to let him personally find the evidence of Hongyuan Villa's obstruction.

And the last time the heads of various factions gathered for Li Zifeng's life experience, Ouyang Ze could obviously protect Li Zifeng, but he just let Li Zifeng come forward in person to show his attitude towards Hongyuan Villa. So step by step, let him personally participate in the operation to exterminate Hongyuan Villa.

Now when he learned that he could see the results he wanted to see, Ouyang Ze did not feel better in his heart.

Shen Zhiping frowned, "After this revenge is avenged, senior brother, how can you repay what you owe Zifeng?"

The autumn wind blew violently, stirring the window lattice, like a blunt knife, cutting through the bottom of my heart.