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Chapter 135 Cangshan has snow swords and frost (4)(2/2)

When the Taiping Villa broke out, he was transferred to Dingzhou as the rear army by the emperor. It was obvious that the emperor did not believe that Ye Chong had a position between him and Ye Qingmei. I still remember that when Ye Qingmei first entered Kyoto, he fought with Ye Chong, who was still young. Ye Chong knew too much about those people back then. Although he had never expressed any opinions, it did not mean that he did not know about the box, did not understand the Taiping Villa, and why Chen Pingping wanted to betray His Majesty.

Many pictures passed through Ye Chong's heart, many people from that time, and he felt a little tired. His eyes finally became clear and fell on the young man in the snow. He remembered the young man's mother, who brought the box and refused to check himself at the city gate.

In this matter, Ye Chong felt that His Majesty was wrong, so he remained silent. He would never move until he had no will.

How long can the dead silence last? How long will the wind and snow stop? A young man in light yellow clothes walked up to the palace wall step by step, stood by the city wall, and looked at Fan Xian calmly in the snow in the city.

At this time, the imperial guards on the top of the city were already in chaos. Most people subconsciously lowered their heads and avoided the kind of death harvest that might have come from the sky. So the boy in light yellow clothes stood at the city wall and seemed so tall and so brave.

"As General Qinglu, Your Majesty is unconscious, you cannot take matters into consideration. Should I automatically become a ruling state?" The third prince Li Chengping asked with two fists in his sleeve.

The face beside him was pale, and Eunuch Yao, who was staring around everywhere, replied in a trembling voice: "But Your Majesty has just fallen into a coma, and it has not lasted for more than seven days."

"Can you wait for this situation now? Are you trying to see my famous land generals and generals in Daqing being killed by God!" Li Chengping turned around and looked at Eunuch Yao viciously.

Eunuch Yao felt cold and said, "Your Highness, this is a major event for the country. A servant shouldn't have spoken too much, but if His Majesty wakes up, he's afraid..."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Get everyone away." The coldness in Li Chengping's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the chill in Eunuch Yao's heart became stronger and stronger. Over the years, although the third prince seemed to have become a Prince Wen Ren under Fan Xian's education, Eunuch Yao knew what kind of cruel role this young prince was back then. Once he really forced the other party to be cruel, remember this big grudge, how can he live in the future?

What's more, the country of Qing Kingdom will always be passed on to the Third Prince in the future. If Your Majesty really fails to cure this time, I am afraid that the Third Prince will sit on the dragon throne tomorrow.

"When they leave the square and go after they are chasing me, I can always give my father an explanation. What's the point of dying here?" Li Chengping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his brother and sir in the snow without showing any emotions that should not have been revealed.

In the snow on the roof of Zhaixing Tower, the pure white precious fur and metal tubes on the ground kept making loud noises, tearing the air and harvesting life in the distant palace. These sounds were extremely loud, although the reaction force was reduced a lot. However, the white snow on the roof of Zhaixing Tower was still shaken and gradually slipped, and these sounds were even more distant, disturbing the surrounding streets and the people in the houses.

The Kyoto government yamen runners had already discovered the weirdness of this place, but the Zhaixing Tower was a forbidden area of ​​the court. Although it had been abandoned for many years, no one could go in to check it out without procedures. In addition, it was still the first day and the New Year was still going on. These yamen runners thought that maybe some naughty boy was putting spring thunder in it, but the sound of spring thunder seemed to be a little louder.

After all, the inner court's reaction was faster. His Majesty the Emperor said the name of Zhaixing Tower very calmly before he fell into a coma. The masters of the inner court sneaked out of the palace, followed the Yu River on the left side of the palace, and walked straight through the mountains and forests, and arrived at the East City of Kyoto as fast as possible.

Across two streets, the loud noise from Zhaixing Tower was heard. These inner court masters were excited and forced to suppress the tension in their hearts, and rushed in four directions. They believed that since the terrible assassin was still on Zhaixing Tower at this time, he would definitely not be able to escape before they surrounded him.

However, when the master of the inner court bravely rushed into the garden of Zhaixing Tower, and finally found no one, but there was a very obvious mark in the thick white snow on the roof. Apart from this trace, there was nothing, just like no one had ever come, and it was quiet and faint.

The snowflakes were still falling. The masters of the inner court carefully checked the traces of the ground in the snow on the roof, but found that the terrifying assassin had no clues left. Although the traces were obvious, they had been cleaned up and could not even see the figure of the man.

An inner court guard was guarding an alley outside Zhaixing Tower. His face was slightly pale and he was watching the few pedestrians with caution. Suddenly, he saw a servant walking over and his heart skipped a beat.

The servant was a teenager, and what made the inner court guard suspicious was that the man was covered with a thick layer of fur. Although the fur looked very ragged and worth a few dollars, he wrapped the blue cloth inside it in real life, and just turned it down to reveal the other side of the fur.

The white side is as white as snow, this is extremely expensive fur. Whose servant can afford such a precious thing?

The inner court guard's pupils shrank, and he immediately stopped the servant and wanted to call his companion, but unexpectedly he felt a flash in front of him, and then he felt a numbness under his jaw. The inner court master leaned against the wall of the alley and died immediately, but his body was extremely stiff and he did not fall to the ground.

The servant wiped his fingertips and took out the fine needle under the man's jaw, wrapping the thick fur covered his body tightly. He seemed to be a little afraid of the cold. He walked out of the alley and disappeared into the wind and snow in Kyoto in an instant.

Kyoto is very stormy today, and there are many noises. However, not many people know what happened in front of the palace that was closed by martial law. The censors who were knocked down by the Censorate were already forcibly taken back to their respective mansions at night, and the adults of various ministries were also notified by the Supervision Bureau and forced to stay in the mansion. Even Grand Secretary Hu could not get close to the imperial city.

This suppressed tension and fluctuation did not take long to reach the street in Kyoto's southern city. There were countless powerful families living on this street, and everyone's police officers only stared at one of them, that was the Fan Mansion.

The Fan Mansion is as usual today, without panic, sadness, and nervousness. She boils water and cooks what should be cooked. The results obtained by Fan Xian’s negotiations with His Majesty were obviously not reflected in the mansion. The mistress Lin Wan'er in the mansion did not bring her family with her family. She took advantage of this short time to leave the capital and return to Danzhou under the silent permission of His Majesty. She remained quietly and terrible in the mansion, sitting in the flower hall, waiting for the man’s return. If he couldn’t come back, what’s the point of leaving Kyoto by herself?

"Why haven't Ruoruo got up yet?" Lin Wan'er smiled gently, but there was a hint of sadness in her smile. She looked at Sisi who was feeding the child and said, "Have you shouted?"
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