Feng Mu, accompanied by Wuya of the Forbidden Palace and Tang Beixing, the squire of the military department, marched from outside the Forbidden City towards the West Road. There were only a dozen of them in a small group, but no forbidden army dared to step forward to stop them at the various checkpoints they passed along the way.

Because they have the Empress Dowager's decree, and the cabinet directly authorized the attack. Feng Mu was in the carriage and looked at the palace opposite.

That is the residence of the former prince Zhu Houxi, and the Wenhua Hall is the residence of the prince's regent, which is commonly known as the East Palace.

Feng Mu didn't have much feeling about the majestic palace, he felt that he was just a passerby in the Forbidden City, he had been here, just to give an explanation to everyone here.

Especially the deceased emperor Zhu Houzhao, in Feng Mu's heart, whether he was Zhu Houzhao's prince or not, he felt the need to do something to him after his death.

Because Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate to destroy his reputation and bear the infamy of the ages, he also wanted to let the country have long-term peace and stability, which Feng Mu admired very much.

Since the emperor has high hopes for him, he should repay his kindness, although Zhu Houzhao is not a responsible father, but for Jiangshan Sheji, he has dedicated all his efforts.

As the carriage moved forward, Feng Mu and the others could no longer drive forward, and Mo Zi also helped him off the horse, and Feng Mu nodded in gratitude. In fact, at this time, his internal strength has recovered, because the backlash brought by the fire has disappeared.

The toxins on Mo Ziye and the others were also removed, so at this time, if they wanted to resist, it would be difficult for the six Tang Sect elders and a few young Inner Sect elite disciples around Tang Beixing to stump them.

Feng Mu who got out of the carriage. Glancing towards the East Palace again, in front of the door of the East Palace. There were several brocade guards standing, and those in flying fish suits were all over. The brocade guard with embroidered spring knives on his waist was expressionless, and watched Feng Mu and his party move forward coldly.

Among them was a young man, his body was the most upright, like a green pine bullied by heavy snow and unbowed head. Looking at the young man, Feng Mu not only glanced twice, but the other party was not a few years older than his grade.

Such a young man, no matter who it is, will pay special attention, Mo Zi also followed Feng Mu's eyes and saw the young man's cold face. I couldn't help but admire: "Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, although it is not the first time I have seen such a young Jinyi Guard, but it is the first time I have seen the Jinyi Guard, who was selected as the guard of the East Palace at a young age." ”

Han Tong nodded, did not chant the Buddha name, but looked at the young man with interest, the young man was looked at by everyone, his eyes did not squint at all, and he looked ahead. All eyes and ears.

"The heart is very good, at first glance, he is a profound person in the city, since he can be selected into the East Palace at such a young age, his martial arts are naturally outstanding. ”

Ye Xiao, known as the "Thousand Slaughter Bloody Hand", was looking at the young man. Whispering in Feng Mu's ear, Feng Mu nodded and stopped looking at the young man.

He walked on the marble steps. His mind was still thinking about the boy, and he could feel it. That young man was a remarkable character, similar to the Zhuang Bufan he had seen before. It also belongs to the younger generation of Junjie.

Such a person, if he is an enemy, is a little terrible.

Feng Mu thought like this in his heart, thinking back to the look on the young man's face just now, he felt as if he had seen him somewhere, and he had a familiar feeling. But he was sure that he had never seen such a person, and if he did, he would never forget it.

Because the other party has a cold temperament, that temperament is like the frost of winter, invisibly, there is a kind of majesty that penetrates into the skin.

Feng Mu didn't think about that young man anymore, because he had more important things to face. What he didn't expect was that the young man had been watching him since he got out of the car, but he hid it so well that Feng Mu, Mo Zi and others didn't see it.

This young man is Bu Qingyun, the young master of Wuji Gate, as early as the moment when Bu Dongliu took Feng Mu to break into their Dan pharmacy and steal the sect's heavy treasure "Nine Turns of Heavenly Fortune Pill", he paid special attention to Feng Mu.

He wanted to see how much of the creation this young man who had taken the Tiandan and did not bleed out of the Seven Orifices, and died of an explosion, and what kind of achievements he would have in the future?

However, now he is thinking more about how to kill that young man, because he has become the guard of the East Palace, and in the future, the young man named Zhu Houxi will become the emperor, as a person close to him, he will naturally soar, and he may be able to rise to prominence like his name.

Bu Qingyun did not put such an official position in his eyes as the commander of Jinyiwei, he had greater ambitions, he believed that as the young master of Tianmen, he had the strength not to lose to the Tang Gate, and now he was able to lie dormant with peace of mind, it was nothing more than Taoguang to raise obscurity, rein in the edge, in order to make progress.

Looking at Feng Mu's back, Bu Dongliu's expression was indifferent, and he did not reveal the slightest murderous intent, this is the embodiment of the depth of his city, even if he wants the other party to disappear, he can be calm, let the other party believe that others are harmless, and then give a fatal blow.

According to Feng Mu's pace, Bu Dongliu was evaluating what kind of realm his martial arts had reached, Feng Mu's steps were the same apart, each step was exactly the same, and the next step was extremely stable. Bu Qingyun looked at it, and had a preliminary conclusion in his heart that Feng Mu's realm had surpassed the head of the ordinary sect on the rivers and lakes, and he was afraid that he could already be regarded as a little grandmaster.

But with the fast knife on his waist, he can still kill him, Bu Qingyun's waist is not wearing an embroidered spring knife, but the scabbard of the embroidered spring knife, the knife inside is called "Xiyan", which is one of the best sharpening knives in the rivers and lakes.

It was a blood-red knife, like a blood-red sunset at dusk, and this knife would not come out of its sheath easily, and it would inevitably drink blood when it came out of the sheath.

Bu Qingyun watched Feng Mu walk towards the Wuying Palace, and a faint smile finally appeared on his face. Behind him was Zhu Houyi, who lived in the Wenhua Palace, and from the behavior of the cabinet, Bu Qingyun knew that Feng Mu could not replace Zhu Houyi. If the cabinet really wants to appoint a new monarch, it will not let Zhu Houxi know, let alone control him in the prince's East Palace, and he will not be free.

Zhu Houxi, who lives in the Wenhua Palace, doesn't know the movement outside, and is always by his side, and he is inseparable from Lu Shan, who grew up with him.

Zhu Houxi fell into a panic, the cabinet had confirmed that he would inherit the throne, but suddenly let him live in the East Palace, and restricted his personal freedom, cut off contact with the outside world, like a canary in a cage.

Lu Shan tried his best to get some information from the mouths of the people who came to deliver the food, but the other party was like a dumb person and never said anything about it.

For the sake of His Royal Highness, Lu Shan had already done his best, and he wanted to escape from the East Palace with Zhu Houxi, but as soon as they climbed the high wall, they were stopped by Bu Qingyun.

Zhu Houxi did not hold a grudge against Bu Qingyun, because Bu Qingyun said something to him, and Bu Qingyun told him: If you want to reach the peak, you must endure its pain, if you want to think of your life, you must avoid its murder, and if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

This sentence had a great impact on Zhu Houxi, a precocious young man who had mastered a means that he not only learned to fight, but also learned to forbear, which was an essential quality for the supreme ruler of the empire. (To be continued.) )