Chapter 111 The moon shines on the east mountain

In the quiet royal villa, a guard was patrolling outside the window, as if his eyes were blind and his ears were deaf, and he could not hear or see. The royal family's focus of the caretaker was the eldest princess was planning something with her confidant.

"He is too suspicious, so he doesn't need to design anything, he will jump out and take the initiative to design himself." Li Yunrui said slowly with his eyes closed: "And he is very arrogant, so arrogant that he can just use tricks... What a bullshit thing! Wherever there is any trick, he is just playing there alone."

She suddenly opened her eyes and said, "But... I was afraid that my brother would be lonely, so I had to play with him. Dadongshan assassination... It seemed to have become a very ridiculous and open-minded thing. He knew that I wanted to kill him, and waited for me to kill him. I knew that he was waiting for me to kill him, but he still wanted to kill him. It was really interesting."

Yuan Hongdao listened to this tongue twister and looked at the smile on the corner of the eldest princess' lips, but he didn't find it interesting, but instead felt a hint of coldness. Even though he knew that there was a situation on Dadong Mountain, the eldest princess jumped in without hesitation. Does she really think that Ye Liuyun, the grandmaster, could change the whole world?

Although after Huang Yi's death, he had become Li Yunrui's closest strategist, he knew that although His Highness, the eldest princess, seemed to have been forced back step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step after Wuwei's hand, there was really not much need for his own strategy in terms of strategy.

It is precisely because of this that he has not figured out the details of the eldest princess’ final plan, so naturally he has no way to report to the dean and the emperor.

But as a strategist, at this critical moment, whether to disguise or to gain more trust, Yuan Hongdao had to give some suggestions to say, so he looked into the princess' eyes and whispered: "It's interesting, at some moments, a combination of absurdity and stupidity... I don't know which side is more absurd and which side is more stupid, but since the first move is Your Majesty, you should choose another path. Otherwise, no matter how you move, the chess piece will always be one step slower than the other person on Shiping."

The eldest princess Li Yunrui slowly closed her eyes, and after a long silence, she said, "Other way? You advised me not to move for the time being."

“That’s right.”

The eldest princess suddenly opened her eyes and smiled, smiling in an extremely innocent way: "What's the use of not moving? If the sacrifice to heaven in Dadongshan is successfully over... the Queen Mother will always go there. Do you expect me to be imprisoned in this villa forever?"

Yuan Hongdao smiled after being silent for a little. Since he could easily enter this villa, then the eldest princess must have many ways to leave this villa easily. He knew that the eldest princess was only considering the situation in the future of Qingguo. No matter from which perspective, if His Majesty's chance to leave the capital this time, what chance would the eldest princess have if she wanted to make a comeback again?

"Fan Xian." Yuan Hongdao tried to convince the eldest princess that before he received further instructions from the courtyard, he certainly wanted to delay the eldest princess' movements as much as possible, "This is your chance."

"Fan Xian?" The eldest princess became interested and said with a smile: "Even if Your Majesty wants to cut Fan Xian's land rights in the future, this will not be an opportunity for me."

"It's not just that cutting power." Yuan Hongdao lowered his voice and said, "Fan Xian has a close relationship with the north, and Your Majesty... Once the conflicts within the court are subdued, the blade must be pointed at the Northern Qi Dynasty. What Fan Xian will do at this time is worth considering. Maybe it will be your chance."

"So I have to live?" The eldest princess laughed mockingly.

"You must be alive."

She smiled lazyly. She refused to comment and pointed the tea cup on the table with her fingers like an orchid. Yuan Hongdao stood up to pour tea for her. The woman slowly lowered her eyelids and thought quietly that Yuan Hongdao's idea was not wrong, but he didn't understand what kind of personality the emperor was.

In this world, only the eldest princess Li Yunrui knew best what kind of person her emperor brother was. Only she knew that the emperor gave her the opportunity now, and if she didn't seize this opportunity, she would not need to mention any funeral.

The emperor had too many opportunities to kill himself, but he did not kill him. Naturally, he hoped to lead some people through himself. Junshan would be those who had been hiding in the court and the country, an old monster...

She thought in her heart that if she wins, that's nothing, but even if she loses, it's good that His Majesty the Emperor can achieve his goal... Thinking of this, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips again.

"Brother Hongdao, what's the final competition for killing people?" The eldest princess looked at him with a smile.

Yuan Hongdao thought about it and said, "Time, opportunity, general trend."

"It's not bad, but it's wrong again." The eldest princess lowered her head slowly and said, "In fact, in the end, she was comparing the thickest, most boring and most direct things. Let's see who has a faster knife and who has more thugs."

"Fighting for the dragon throne, there is actually no essential difference between competing for territory with the gangs in the world... Your Majesty is very suspicious and thinks he will be able to dominate the world, but he forgot one thing: not all the swords are in his hands. Don't forget that I said before, because of his suspicion, he will definitely lose."

The eldest princess's indifferent words set the tone for the whole thing.

Yuan Hongdao smiled, knowing that he could not convince the eldest princess anymore, he was inevitably anxious, but he concealed it very well, saying, "The prince and the second prince are almost in touch with each other. As soon as the news arrives, they start to arrange it. There should be no problem with the civil servants. The sad news is always the best to hit the guards of these civil servants... And from any angle, they have no reason to refuse."

"You make sense." The eldest princess smiled and said, "The Supervisory Office is always shameless. They are powerful tools, but at some point they can never become a decisive force. Only with the support of the court officials and the support of the palace, what can Chen Pingping be used for?"

Then she smiled and said, "I heard that Wan'er has been taking care of the concubine who is about to give birth... Let's arrange this matter."

Above the Jue Peak of Dadong Mountain, Fan Xian looked outside the door at the man sitting on the cushion, the blind man who was covered with a black cloth and not very tall, but always seemed so calm, opened his mouth but said nothing.

The emperor laughed, turned around and left, leaving the place for their uncle and nephew.

Fan Xian walked in, closed the door carefully, and confirmed that no one was around him to eavesdrop. Then he indulged his joyful expression on his face. He hugged the blind man and gently patted his back.

Wuzhu still looks cold. This indifference is different from Mr. Xiaoyan. It is not a self-protection emotion that is revealed, but a feeling of external objects that are not tied to the heart and the inner peace is absolutely peaceful.

But when Fan Xian hugged him tightly, and was ecstatic, the blind man was slightly slim behind Fan Xian's head that could not be seen, and a gentle smile appeared that was very rare.

Unfortunately, Fan Xian didn't see it, otherwise he would have done some very perverted actions.

Just one hug, parting. Wuzhu is not a person who likes to have physical affection with others, but Fan Xian is the same. It’s just that he meets again after a long time, Fan Xian cannot suppress the joy in his heart and indulges in a hug.

The two sat on top of the cushion and looked at each other. They were quiet for a long time and didn't speak.

Fan Xian's face became more and more gentle and happy. He confirmed that the blind uncle's injury had almost healed, but he didn't know what to say for a while and where to start. Since he separated a year and a half ago, he went south to the Jiangnan Douming family, and was killed in the valley, and killed people overnight in Kyoto. He had gone through so many dangers and waves.

However... all this is probably not what Uncle Wu Zhu wants to hear. These things are nothing to Wu Zhu. Wu Zhu doesn't care about what the Ming family is. As for the dangers when he was sniped in the valley, Wu Zhu only thinks that Fan Xian performed very poorly.

So after holding it in for a long time, Fan Xian said, "Uncle, I want to be a father."

Wu Zhu, who was still calm even when he pressed down on the top of Dadongshan, fell silent after hearing this sentence, and seemed to be slowly digesting the news. Then he turned his head slightly and said, "You... want to have a baby too?"

I don’t know how much information this word also contains. For Wu Zhu, there are only two people in this world. Yes, although there are thousands of people, there are only two of them. Everything else does not exist. Only these two people’s things are worth remembering.

Twenty years ago, the woman gave birth to a child, and twenty years later, the woman gave birth to a child. Although the two things were separated by twenty years, in his feeling, it was like two things that happened one after another, so the word "Ya".

Then a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips again, and he said to Fan Xian very seriously: "Congratulations."

Because of this smile and these two words, Fan Xian naturally fell into endless shock and joy. He could not understand that he would say such vulgar words after not seeing Uncle Wu Zhu for more than a year, and would not hesitate to show his most humane side in front of him. The last time he saw Uncle Wu Zhu's smile, was it when? Maybe he was still mentioning his mother in the grocery store in Danzhou City.

Fan Xian felt warm in his heart for some reason, as if he felt that Wu Zhu was finally willing to smile for himself, not just because of Ye Qingmei. This is something worth remembering.

Wu Zhu's smile immediately calmed down, returned to her usual appearance, and said seriously: "I'm going to have a baby, I have to say congratulations. This was taught by the lady, and I haven't forgotten it, so don't be surprised."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said again: "This should be an emotion from the heart, and we don't need to remember it."

Wu Zhu's face turned to the mural in the temple and said, "For me, this is a very difficult thing. For you, you are happy too early."

The thin and unblocked black cloth tied to his eyes, making the bridge of his nose look particularly straight, and what he said next was so straightforward: "The time is wrong."

The meaning of this sentence is too simple and mysterious. If it is an ordinary person, it will definitely not be able to understand it. However, Fan Xian lived with Wu Zhu since childhood, but he easily understood the meaning contained in these four words. He smiled bitterly, nodded, and admitted Wu Zhu Uncle Wu Zhu's judgment.

The emperor sacrificed the heavens in Dadong Mountain. If someone really dared to rebel, then Dadong Mountain is the most dangerous place in the world. Correspondingly, Kyoto is naturally the second most dangerous place in the world. Fan Xian was far away by the sea at this time and could not care about the situation in Kyoto at all. If the eldest princess and the princes really had the courage to do that, what methods would Fan Xian, the seemingly loyal royalist, take?

Wan'er is the eldest princess' biological daughter, and Fan Xian is not worried much, but what should Sisi and the child that is about to be born in her belly do? Even if the emperor makes a big profit in Dongshan, Kyoto is in chaos. What kind of damage will those in the Fan Mansion and those who Fan Xian is worried about suffer?

This was the reason why Fan Xian was shocked and worried after seeing the emperor in Danzhou. He could not express anything in front of the emperor's ground. Only after Wu Zhu directly revealed the roots, his face revealed his true emotions. It was heavy.

"The dean and his father are in Beijing, so there should be no big problem." He seemed to want to convince Uncle Wu Zhu, but seemed to be comforting himself.

"The emperor has never allowed Chen Pingping and Fan Jian to take charge of the troops. This is the problem." Wu Zhu's words still did not infer, only result. He lowered his head and said coldly: "You can rush back to Kyoto immediately at this time, maybe it's still time."

Yes, even if someone rebels in Beijing, it always takes a name. The emperor must find a scapegoat to carry the assassination of the emperor. Therefore, the time for the change in Kyoto must be about fifteen days after the incident in Dadongshan.

Now that Fan Xian is rushing back to Kyoto, it should be too late.

Wuzhu said, "You are useless here."

After thinking for a while, Fan Xian suddenly spoke, "My function seems to be completed at the moment of seeing you."

After going to Dadong Mountain and entering the old small temple, the moment he saw Wuzhu, Fan Xian understood why His Majesty the Emperor ordered him to serve with him and sacrifice to heaven, why he wanted to block himself in Danzhou and take him to Dadong Mountain.

Just as the emperor said before, since this game is targeted at Ye Liuyun, he needs Wuzhu's participation. Wuzhu not only won't leave Dadongshan because of the emperor's plan. Even if he doesn't want to attack Ye Liuyun, he will not take action - the emperor can order everyone in the world, but cannot order Wuzhu - so the emperor needs Fan Xian's help to help him persuade Wuzhu to participate in this matter.

"Your Majesty brings me to see you. I believe you know what it means," Fan Xian looked at Wuzhu and said with his head down.

"You know it too." Wu Zhu said.

Fan Xian slowly raised his head, with a very complicated expression on his face. After a while, he said, "I have been in Beijing for three and a half years and have done a lot of things, but in fact, I know that some people are using me for these things... And now, those people use me to use you. That's all, because I have something to ask for, but you have nothing to ask for in this world, so this is unfair to you."

"There is no fair or unfair thing in the world." Wu Zhu said calmly: "The key is whether this matter is good for you."

Fan Xian noticed a very strange point. After more than a year of separation from Uncle Wu Zhu, Uncle Blind seems to have spoken a lot more than before, with a little richer expression. He smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Your Majesty threw himself into this crisis. If we don't help him, he would be killed by Ye Liuyun with a sword... Things will be a big deal. He used his life and the turmoil in the world to force us to help him."

"Even if we don't care about these two points, I must care about the safety of those people in Kyoto." Fan Xian paused and said with a wry smile: "If Ye Liuyun takes action, the eldest princess and the second prince will definitely reach an agreement in Kyoto. We cannot let them succeed."

After Wu Zhu was silent for a little, she said, "Tell me directly."

Fan Xian sat in front of him and said sincerely: "I'm sorry to protect His Majesty's life. As for Ye Liuyun, don't worry."

Wu Zhu nodded very directly.

Fan Xian felt relieved. The emperor could use him, but he didn't want to use Uncle Wu Zhu. He only had a few relatives in this world, and he didn't want to mix too many other things. Letting Uncle Wu Zhu take action does not mean that Fan Xian was not worried about Uncle Wu Zhu's safety, because the abnormal movement before worshiping the sky must be the biggest shock in this continent in 20 years. Even if Uncle Wu Zhu has the cultivation level of a great master, he may not be able to get it well.

But Fan Xian was not very worried, because the temple was on a mountain cliff. Even if Uncle Wu Zhu was defeated in the end, he would jump into the sea. This method. Ye Liuyun and the big guys couldn't catch up with him.

"I should go down the mountain at this time." Fan Xian said with his head down. In the upcoming major event, he did not have much qualifications to speak, and from the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to go crazy and risk with His Majesty the Emperor.

But he knew that the emperor would not let him go down the mountain. Only by using this method of kidnapping people with good use can Uncle Wu Zhu be mobilized for his use. If Ye Liuyun's sword occasionally deviated and pointed at Fan Xian, Wu Zhu would not be able to do it even if he didn't want to take action.

"If the other party makes any moves, he will definitely rush to finish the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven... I will try to convince His Majesty to let me go down the mountain." Fan Xian frowned and said, "It's over here, please come to me as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, he looked at Uncle Wuzhu's face and asked blankly: "I don't know what the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven is, or what its symbolic role is. But I'm very curious, uncle, have you been recuperating from Dadongshan this year?"

Wuzhu nodded.

"Everyone says that Dadongshan is magical, is it true?" Fan Xian looked at the black cloth on his face and frowned and asked seriously.

Wu Zhu said, "I don't know if it's useful to those people's illnesses, but it's very good for me to recover from injuries."

Fan Xian's heart trembled slightly. He didn't understand this sentence and asked, "Why?"

"The strong vitality of Dadongshan is beyond anything else in the world." Wu Zhu said.

Fan Xian's brows became tighter and tighter: "I can't feel it."

"You can only feel the true energy in your body." Wu Zhu said: "And the vitality between heaven and earth is not so easy to capture."

After pausing, he spoke, "Kuhe has practiced Western magic. He should be able to feel it."

Fan Xian was silent and suddenly thought of the two useless mages that appeared occasionally in his life. He seemed to have guessed something, but he could not connect the entire clue. Spell... What a distant and strange word. He had the idea of ​​practicing magic when he was young, but on this continent, no one was proficient in this point, even Kuhe. He was more involved in collecting and researching theoretical knowledge.

At this time, the night was getting deeper, and the temperature on the top of the mountain slowly dropped. The insects in the grass stopped chirping because of the frozen silence. Several temples gradually condensed into a solemn aura. Fan Xian looked up at the murals painted on the walls of the temple, and those maps and paintings that were basically similar to the Kyoto Qing Temple made him a little lost.

Fan Xian was full of curiosity about the temple and the Qing Temple that followed its style. He originally wanted to ask Uncle Wu Zhu. But the urgent situation now prevented him from staying for too long.
To be continued...