In the dead of night, hundreds of iron armor from the Divine Sword Battalion and the Military Headquarters lined up in two rows, silently passing through the wide alleys, even though their footsteps passing through the snowy road were light, it still caused a little barking at night.

Su Hanshan and Su Yunchan are naturally the leaders.

The crown prince of the Southern Dynasty and the Yunlu general Gu Changting followed on both sides.

Behind them were the peerless poisoner Liu Xuance and the surviving brothers in Qingfeng Village. As for Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng, they walked away with solemn expressions.

The appearance of Su Yunchan tonight released a disturbing message. Zhuo Buqun looked into the distance, walked along this road to the end, and after entering the Suzaku Gate, he always felt that he could never get out again.

So I was preoccupied.

Su Hanshan was also full of questions.

After being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't help but look at the fourth brother and asked, "How does my father know about tonight's events?"

Su Yunchan turned his head and said with a smile: "Su Tang Capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can anything be hidden from my father." ”

Su Hanshan thought to himself.

The father is in charge of the vast mountains and rivers, and the empire he governs is thriving, and the sky under his feet is no more than an inch of land.

Unless, of course, he doesn't want to know.

Su Hanshan looked to the other side again: "What about General Gu?"

Gu Changting said: "I just received an order, saying that it was to help the military department to suppress bandits, and when I arrived at Qingfeng Village, I found that His Highness was also caught in it. ”

Su Hanshan saw that Gu Changting wanted to speak and stopped, knowing his difficulties, so he didn't ask to the end.

There is no second-grade Yulin general in the Zhongshan Divine Sword Battalion, and there is no doubt that only the great general Gu Xidao is left who can serve the third-grade Yunlu general Gu Changting.

As for the information about the suppression of bandits received by the 10,000 enemies in the army, Su Hanshan knew it well, so he had to wait for his father to verify it. After all, Gu Xidao is not an ordinary person, he has a high prestige in the army and is quite respected by the people, and he has no official position for the younger princes, and he has no right to judge and hold important ministers accountable.

There was silence all the way, and everyone entered the Suzaku Gate.

......

Tonight, Emperor Jingyou's old illness recurred, and it looked much more serious than before.

After the imperial doctor diagnosed, it was said that His Majesty was in a hurry, prescribed some treatments and admonished and nagged non-stop, and finally provoked the emperor, who was rarely angry, to coax him out......

There was a coughing sound in the brightly lit imperial study.

Wei Mink Temple, who has been with you for decades, knows Your Majesty's temper very well, and she does not dare to dissuade him anymore, so she has to wait for a change of clothes and help the emperor get off the dragon couch.

On a cold winter and snowy night outside the imperial study, everyone who was ordered to enter the palace knelt and waited for a long time. Surrounded by the elite soldiers of the Imperial Court who were on standby with night lights.

Listening to his father's cough, Su Hanshan was worried.

Emperor Jingyou appeared in the palace.

Several little eunuchs moved the dragon chairs.

His Majesty the Emperor, whose face was full of sickness but eyes like torches, coughed a few times and sat back.

Wei Diao Temple served tea.

Emperor Jingyou took a sip, then held the cup in his palm, warmed his hands, and looked condescendingly at the people kneeling outside the door, without saying a word.

The surroundings of the Imperial Garden are unusually quiet.

No one dared to speak out.

This mysterious atmosphere lasted for about a stick of incense, and it was not broken until Wei Mink Temple changed the tea cup for Emperor Jingyou.

Behind the crowd, Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng looked down at each other, and it was difficult to hide the fear in their eyes. It turned out that unconsciously, the two were already sweating.

......

At this moment, a rushing carriage came to a sudden stop in Tiandu City.

The man in the iron mask from the Daomen got into the carriage.

The Taoist boy who closed his eyes and meditated looked tired, and after slowly opening his eyes to see the iron-masked man, a bad premonition invaded again.

Say. ”

"The few people who made trouble with the eldest prince in Xunfang Mansion that night, as well as the guards of Chengtianmen who checked Zhuo Mu and the two entering the palace, were all taken away by the imperial soldiers, and I was one step late!"

......

Dozens of heavily armored imperial soldiers were ordered to bring some people, and this abrupt movement finally broke the mysterious atmosphere outside the imperial study.

So Su Hanshan raised his head.

Su Yunchan looked up.

Gu Changting, Zhuo Mu and the others raised their heads one after another.

Su Hanshan recognized several of them.

Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng recognized everyone, it was their 'gentleman's friend' who recited poetry against each other on weekdays, as well as several guards and guards of Chengtianmen.

The two of them became more and more frightened.

After the people were gathered, Emperor Jingyou handed the tea cup in his hand to Wei Diao Temple beside him, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally looked at Su Hanshan, and finally opened the golden mouth: "Say, what's going on?"

Su Hanshan didn't speak, in fact, he didn't know the reason, so he looked at the middle-aged scholar Liu Xuance.

Liu Xuance, who boasted that he was a strategist in the six realms, kowtowed, and then personally peeled off the faces of the two brothers beside him, revealing his true faces.

It turned out to be Luo Lang and Feng Songhan.

When they landed, Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng were like being struck by lightning, and their faces were like ashes.

......

The night is approaching, and the day will be bright.

In the Meiyuan Mansion Building, Su Hanshan leaned on the cold railing and looked at the sky where the light gradually pierced the black clouds, and his thoughts were complicated after a sleepless night.

Because just an hour ago, the father disposed of everyone.

Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng were imprisoned in secluded prison, the squire of the military department abused his power and dismissed his post, and the eldest brother Su Jieyu, who woke up in his dream, was stripped of all his duties, sealed the mansion and grounded, and was not allowed to come out for life!

This is the price of the emperor's wrath!

There was no corpse, no bloodshed, but for these people, it was undoubtedly the most cruel punishment.

Of course, there are also beneficiaries of this event.

Su Hanshan got the unparalleled strategist Liu Xuance, and also protected Luo Lang and Feng Songhan, who were instructed by others.

Su Yunchan was in charge of all the duties of Su Jieyu, and since then, he has been entangled in affairs, and he can no longer escape from the world.

But the most unexpected thing is Su Musha.

A letterhead was found from the eldest prince's mansion, which was the bitter heart of the seventh prince Su Musha, persuading Su Jieyu not to be careful, and to deal with the ninth brother and take care of the other words...... It was also this letter that washed away the suspicion of Su Mushu of the enemy in the north.

Otherwise, tonight would not have ended here.

......

It's dawn.

In a closed inn in the wilderness within a radius of ten miles in Beiyan, someone opened the door.

The man was wearing an old jacket and an old fur hat. He carried a knife on his back, and the blade was wrapped in a coarse cloth.

Looking at the silver-white world outside the inn, the wind and snow as cold as a knife came to his face, and the man carefully took the hot baked cake into his arms, and then hugged his arms tightly.

Although Beiyan's baked cakes do not have the nostalgic taste of Tiandu, that person still cherishes them like treasures, because this is the only way for him to relieve his homesickness in a foreign land.

Yes, he was homesick.

When he left his hometown for the first time in the twentieth century, he walked out of the territory of the Sutang Empire and stepped into the Northern Yan, which was fierce and martial arts, and he was indeed a little sad for him who had never set foot in the rivers and lakes.

But he couldn't give up the way north, so whenever Mochizuki missed his hometown, he could only eat baked cakes.

He is Xu Xiake.

Xu Xiake, who returned the knife to Beiyan on behalf of Su Tang.

In fact, Xu Xiake didn't know what he should do after he set foot in Beiyan, and the teacher who taught him to make a knife recognize words did not say anything, but only said a few words.

Just walk around.

It means to do as you please.

Go wherever you want.

For Xu Xiake, who is not familiar with life, these four words are indeed a little difficult, because he really doesn't know where he wants to go.

I had no choice but to stand in front of the inn and look around, thinking that the world was vast, and the southeast, northwest, and northwest were the same anyway.

Then just go for a walk.