Lintao Mansion, North Street.

In front of the noodle shop.

Since leaving the mansion in white clothes, Lu Wushuang has completely disappeared without a trace.

A burly and bearded strong man stopped the white clothes, handed him a delicate hairpin and said: "Master Ye, you love to kill the eight generations of elders of my beggar gang, and the leader of the Qiao gang wants to invite Master Ye to come here." ”

"Unparalleled. ”

Bai Yi frowned slightly, looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Then please lead the way!"

The words are divided into two tables, yesterday's Lin'an City.

The last ray of light of the day is gone, the lights of Lin'an City are in a trance, just like the Tiangong market, hundreds of alleys and alleys are full of large and small shop mats, the street is shoulder to shoulder, the river is endless, and countless lanterns are hung on the willow tops.

After the assassination of Lan Hao of the Ministry of Military Affairs of Lin'an City, many important ministers of the imperial court died. On a secluded bluestone road at the east and west lakes of the city sits a mansion, which is the residence of the salt and iron history of Lin'an City. Last night, Shi Xiaoming was cut off on this street and died tragically.

Under the history of salt and iron, there are military cases, case cases, commercial tax cases, salt cases, tea cases, iron cases, and cases, etc., which are in charge of the mining and metallurgy, tea, salt, commercial taxes, canals and military weapons in Lin'an City, and the most important thing is that Han Zhu is the one who supports the three princes.

The street was blocked by the Criminal Department, and several red lanterns were hung in the treetops, which seemed very deserted, and Shen Mo squatted on the ground to check the scene. Suddenly, a terrible scream came.

"Brother Shen. ”

Tuoba Gu'er looked quite frightened and shouted.

"Let's go, let's see. ”

They followed the sound to a very low alley, in which lay a corpse, the corpse smiling, and two big men trembled and looked at a woman in horror.

A woman in a red robe, the woman is very beautiful, like the moment when a falling meteor burns, bursting out with a scorching light, which is fascinating. Shen Mo frowned slightly, he looked at the girl and felt inexplicably frightened, who was she? Why did she appear here in the middle of the night.

"Who are you, are you her accomplice......" The man with long eyebrows trembled, looking at Shen Mo who suddenly appeared and said in horror.

"Look at your outfit, it should be from Zhao Rui's mansion, if you don't get out, I'm afraid you will fall to the ground. Old Zhao's palms broke out in cold sweat, and he clenched the iron rod and retreated in fear,

'Ahh

The two thieves screamed, and two more corpses appeared in the street in an instant.

After killing the two, the girl in the blood dress smiled, graceful and beautiful, she said lightly: "I am Qingmian, are you the master of the full moon scimitar Shen Mo, the former crown prince, the successor of the Southern Song Dynasty." ”

"Qingmian, could it be that the wick once mentioned her. ”

Shen Mo thought about it and arched his hand: "Not bad." ”

"If you want to find out what happened back then, only I can help you. Come with me. ”

The three of them crossed several streets and came to a quiet house with a pond, a few small fish, a few willow trees, and a parrot learning to speak in the treetops. In a chic and delicate boudoir, the two greeted each other, and the woman was wearing a Han shirt, a typical Jiangnan woman. The man is tall, burly and powerful.

"Miss Qingmian, who is this?"

"He was Han Zhu, the Tai Lieutenant of the Southern Song Dynasty and the general of Zhenguo, who had repelled the iron cavalry of Western Xia several times. Qingmian seemed to appreciate Han Zhu very much, and said with praise. "This is Mrs. Han" Qing Mian looked at the blue-shirted woman and said, Han Bai saluted Shen Mo, and said with a smile: "Slave Bai Xin, a person from the capital, has seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"You two don't need to be polite, I've heard Mr. Zheng mention them. ”

in the living room.

Han Zhu stroked his beard, looked at Tuoba Gu'er and said, "Since the Uighurs were in trouble, Zhao Yi should have personally led 50,000 elite soldiers to the Uighurs via Tubo, but who expected that Zhao Yi did not support the Uighurs. When Tuoba Gu'er heard this, his eyes flashed and he said: "The Uighurs and the Southern Song Dynasty were originally allies, if the Southern Song Dynasty could send troops as soon as possible, how could we lure the wolves into the house, and when the Uighurs perished, the Southern Song Dynasty could survive." ”

Han Zhu saw that Tuoba Gu'er Bingxue was smart, and said: "Alas! It's me in the Southern Song Dynasty who can't help the Uighurs. ”

"Shen Gongzi, if you want to stabilize the throne again, you need to enter the palace to find Empress Dowager Zhao. Shen Mo smiled: "Thank you, Lord Han, all I want to do is to find out what happened back then." Han Zhuliang said for a long time: "Alas, this is fine, but if you want to figure out who framed you back then, you also need to find the Empress Dowager Zhao, although the palace is heavily guarded, it is useless for you." ”

On the moon on the willows, there was silence in the palace, Tuoba Guer and Shen Mo hid behind the rocks, dozens of guards in armor and armor patrolled around with horse chopping knives, Shen Mo's figure was flickering, grabbing Tuoba Gu'er and sweeping onto the eaves.

On a long corridor, there were several old lanterns, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, delicate palace maid walked over, Shen Mo picked up a small stone, threw it silently, lit the woman's acupoint, took her into the grass, and asked, "Where is the princess?"

"Save ......" The woman was about to shout, Shen Mo clicked on the little palace maid's itchy acupoint, the little palace maid squeaked and laughed, her cheeks were red, and she was exhausted, Shen Mo unlocked her acupoint and said with a smile: "You little girl is really not well-behaved, not well-behaved, where is Queen Zhao." ”

The palace maid was itchy and pink, tears flowed from her transparent eyes, and she said weakly: "...... Emperor...... Queen Mother...... At...... In the Ciyuan Temple. ”

Shen Mo knocked out the little palace maid and lit her sleeping hole. In front of the Ciyuan Palace, several soldiers only felt a pain in their bodies, fell to the ground, and were already unconscious, Shen Mo opened the window and slipped in quietly. Eight lightly gilded painted phoenix columns, several pages of exquisite screens, the center of the hall is placed with Baoding, burning sandalwood, Rui smoke room, silk carpet felt, the fragrance is hazy, smoke Shen Mo dizzy.

Outside the light gauze curtain, the beauty is smiling, the lights are bright, and a pair of golden boys and girls are holding the lamp and serving with a fan. A carved bed, a middle-aged beauty sits on a flat cotton mattress, she is dressed in a long skirt, beautiful bones, and majestic appearance, it is Zhao Yanran, the queen of the Southern Song Dynasty.

She was holding the palm of a girl, and the girl seemed to be Zhao Ruosheng.

"Since you're here, come out, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

A gentle voice came from Shen Mo's ears, and he was secretly frightened, thinking that after Zhao Yanran became a country, he actually had such profound martial arts. He walked out from behind the screen and looked at Zhao Yanran, only to see that she didn't use powder, she was charming, and the hairpin on the fan bun was against the silver phoenix hairpin, which made people feel more cordial.

"Ahh "Brother Cheng. Suddenly like five thunderbolts, Zhao Yanran's voice trembled slightly, her eyes flashed with tears, and she shouted in a lost voice.

"No, no, Brother Cheng died early, you, are you Shen Mo? A few days ago, Yi'er told me that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not dead, and I knew that you were going to come to me. Zhao Yanran came back to her senses, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and shouted angrily.

Shen Mo smiled slightly: "Since my queen knows, then please tell me who killed my mother, I came back to Ancheng to find out what happened back then, and I have no idea of competing for the throne." ”

"Hmph, the palace is important, how can you be a wild boy to spread wild, the civil and military officials of the Southern Song Dynasty, who believes that you are the prince. Zhao Yanran's posture was thousands, like wind and mist, surging towards Shen Mo, and a pair of soft jade palms hit Shen Mo.

Shen Mo picked open Zhao Yanran's palm with a knife in his hand, Zhao Yanran's left hand sank slightly, bypassing Shen Mo's palm knife and hitting him at the Zhangmen point on his waist, Shen Mo's left palm was inserted, his palms were closed, he caught Zhao Yanran's palm, and said with a smile: "Queen Mother, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to embarrass me, is it that you were the one who killed my mother back then." ”

"Hmph, that matter does have something to do with me, your mother's origin is not as simple as you think, it involves a mysterious force that you can't resist, I advise you to leave Lin'an City early, the affairs of Lin'an City are not something you can control. ”

Zhao Yanran's tender white long legs were raised, like a phoenix softly swept towards him, kicking towards his head, Shen Mo made the palm knife block Zhao Yanran's retreat, and hit her forward.

Zhao Yanran's ghostly figure dodged, and her fingers poked towards Shen Mo's back 'big vertebral acupoint', Shen Mo rotated the knife qi, Zhao Yanran smiled coldly, stretched her fingers forward, and actually pinched the invisible knife qi, and with a slight twist, the knife qi was broken into two.

"You are indeed very powerful, your martial arts path is ghostly and changeable, I am more and more curious about who is the force behind you? If you want me to leave Lin'an City, there is only one possibility, and that is to find out the truth. ”

"Poof. ”

A beautiful young man with a folding fan in his hand appeared, slamming it towards Shen Mo's vest, Shen Mo really felt the crisis, he took out the full moon scimitar and slashed it out, the figure was slashed hard, and was shocked by the knife qi and took a few steps back, and smiled in surprise: "What a powerful knife qi, it can actually shock back my Jian Yuheng, can it be broken into your hands." ”

Zhao Ruosheng looked at the man in front of him, his heart was pounding, and he thought, "There are such perfect people in the world. ”

"You are Jian Yuheng, the palace master of the Bliss Palace, since the Bliss Palace is assisted by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, why is it related to the Southern Song Dynasty court, could it be that Empress Zhao sold the Southern Song Dynasty. ”

Zhao Yanran shouted angrily: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you." ”

"Haha, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability or not. ”

Jian Yuheng smiled slightly: "Shen Gongzi, Empress Zhao is my Jian Yuheng's aunt, why should I go to the Southern Song Dynasty to visit my aunt, since Shen Gongzi can't ask anything tonight, then please go back! Tell Han Zhu for me, no matter how nosy he is, he may be the next one to die." ”

"The words of the palace master Jian, I Shen should bring it to me, and say goodbye!" (To be continued.) )