The next day, Xiaosi and Yelu Longxu led a team to take Yelvxian's coffin to Wulu Mountain in Beizhen. Han Kuangsi and Ling Wanjun looked gloomy, holding Xiaosi's hand and kept urging: "Go back quickly!
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Seeing the anxious expressions on their faces, Xiaosi knew it was because of concerns about the ancestral hall, so he nodded in agreement. Qing'an and Ling Xiaoxiao had tears in their eyes, and they saw each other off for a long time, refusing to come back. Finally, Xiaosi became serious, and the two of them could not.
He kept walking and watched the cavalry getting further and further away. Sima Ruiyuan and Yan Feixue stood far away at the main entrance of the villa, also feeling sad and silent.
Xiao Chuo stood by the Qinglong River, watching the retreating figures of Xiaosi and the others, his eyes covered with a thick layer of moisture. The emperor had just died, the new emperor was young, and all the princes and clans in the court had their own troops and controlled the court.
It posed a great threat to myself and Yelu Longxu. The mother was widowed and the son was weak, the clan was strong, and the border defense was not stable. Thinking of these, I couldn't help but feel worried.
After standing there for a long time, he called Abu Ge over and asked softly: "Why haven't you seen Shi Gandang in the past two days? Where is he?"
Abuge smiled and said: "He was scolded by the prince in Xuanyi Garden that day and never dared to show up again. Now he is staying in the gatekeeper of the manor."
Xiao Chuo said: "It's rare for him to be so obedient. Just ask him to come. I have something to ask him to do."
Abuge said: "He is injured now and has difficulty moving. He is still recovering from his injuries!"
Xiao Chuoqi asked: "Why was he injured?"
Abuge said: "On the day of the late emperor's funeral, his right shoulder swelled up for some reason. The bones inside it must have been injured."
"Oh?" Xiao Chuo frowned and immediately remembered what happened that night. After thinking about it carefully, he had an idea in his mind and said calmly, "Then you go tell him and let him recover for a few days. I'll take care of him for the next two days."
Let’s take care of the affairs in the DPRK. After finishing the affairs in the DPRK, I will give you an important task.”
Abuge said: "What kind of mission is it?"
Xiao Chuo said calmly: "I will tell you when the time comes. Now go and call Xiao Dalin and Yelu Zhimo, and Guo Xi and the others come to see me."
Abuge just nodded and retreated, telling the soldiers to tell Xiao Dalin and others separately. After a while, the three people came over and started talking quietly with Xiao Chuo by the river.
On the third day after Xiaosi left, Shi Gandang's right shoulder injury gradually healed and he could move his arm. Seeing that he was fine, Xiao Chuo secretly summoned him to talk to Abuge and they understood.
In the evening, when entering the Qinglong Hall in the second courtyard of the villa, Xiao Chuo was sitting in the middle. There were long tables on the left and right sides. Han Kuangsi and Ling Wanjun looked at each other in a friendly manner.
Thinking of the secrets in the ancestral hall and the death of Jing Zong, Xiao Chuo secretly felt heartbroken. He looked at Han Kuangsi and Zhang Cheng, who was standing behind him with his head bowed. He smiled calmly and said: "You two Qing family, then
Why is Brother Yan, who is guarding the ancestral hall, missing? Ask him to come and have a meal with us!"
Han Kuangsi replied: "Yan Guichen has a weird temper and can't speak. If he offends the queen with his careless words after coming here, I can't afford it, so let's forget it."
Xiao Chuo smiled and said: "I know that old brother has a weird temper, but I respect him as a man who has guarded the ancestral hall for decades. His loyalty is indeed commendable. Zhang Cheng, call him over and tell him that I will personally give him the gift."
He toasts!"
Zhang Cheng responded, but did not move. Han Kuangsi turned around and said, "In that case, go ahead and tell him your mother's wishes, so that he must come."
Zhang Cheng nodded, then quickly walked out of the hall and went straight to the backyard. He didn't have much time, so he returned, and he was followed by a little old man with a slight back and a wrinkled face.
Yan Guichen didn't want to accept the appointment, but he opened his mouth and said that if he didn't come, he would probably make Xiao Chuo angry and raise the old score of the ancestral hall again. Yan Guichen had no choice but to follow him into the main hall. Here they are.
In the back of the palace, he sat down next to Ling Wanjun, glanced at Xiao Chuo, and casually cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Lao Yan, I appreciate it!"
"Brother Yan, you have been guarding the ancestral hall for decades. Your loyalty is truly touching. I respect you!" Xiao Chuo smiled slightly and raised his wine glass to gesture to him.
Han Kuangsi hurriedly raised his wine glass and said, "Your Majesty made a toast in person. It's really frustrating!"
Seeing Xiao Chuo's smiling face, Yan Guichen couldn't refuse, so he picked up the wine glass and shook it at her, saying, "Thank you!" and drank it all in one gulp.
Han Kuangsi and Ling Wanjun also raised their heads and drank the wine in their glasses. Xiao Chuo gently put down his glass, looked back and forth between the three people, and said calmly: "Brother Yan, I heard that you have a monk.
A nun's wife and a pair of children, where are they now? Before Xiaozhong went to Beizhen a few days ago, there were two girls standing at the gate of the villa. One of them was Sima Ruiyuan, and the other must be your daughter.
Is Yan Feixue in trouble?"
Yan Guichen was immediately shocked. How did Xiao Chuo know about this? Did Xiaosi tell her? But then he thought that it couldn't be him. Although this young man is not old and sometimes a little naive, he has a strong sense of right and wrong in the face of right and wrong.
But he was extremely determined. He had gradually understood the secrets in the ancestral hall, and would never tell Xiao Chuo. However, besides Xiaosi, who else could know these secrets?
Xiao Chuo looked at his expression and said with a half-smile: "Priest Qingxiu, Yan Feiyun, Yan Feixue, you and your family have worked really hard and with great perseverance for this Dragon Tomb!"
Yan Guichen's complexion gradually turned livid, he looked at Xiao Chuo and said, "My queen is a thousand years old, what do you want to say?"
Xiao Chuo smiled brightly and said: "What else can I say? I sigh for the loyalty of your family! By the way, there is also Butler Ling. You were originally the inspector of the school under Chai Rong, but you refused to surrender to Zhao Kuangyin and abandoned him.
Wealth and glory came to the Khitan in the north of the Great Wall, and they built the Yinlong Villa. They kept a low profile and accumulated great wealth. Such a talented man is tolerant and peaceful, which is also admirable!"
Ling Wanjun couldn't help but feel deeply surprised when he saw that he actually knew his details very clearly. However, Xiao Chuo turned his eyes and looked at Han Kuangsi again, and said charmingly: "And Mr. Han, who should not be underestimated, you
My father, Han Zhigu, is a famous courtier of our Khitan Kingdom. He is deeply favored by the emperor. However, he has many thoughts and has been in and out of Khitan several times. As for you, Han Kuangsi, my Majesty has a very good personal relationship with you, but you have two ambitions.
Colluding with Ling Wanjun and Yan Guichen, this kind of betrayal is exactly the same as your father Han Zhigu, like father, like son!"
Han Kuangsi was shocked. Hearing the implication of her words, she seemed to want to settle old scores with them, he was stunned for a moment.
Ling Wanjun's eyes flashed with an eye-catching light, his face gradually darkened, and he couldn't help but think about it. If he really fell out with her at this moment, how should he deal with it? Han Derang was not in the villa, and the troops he could mobilize were only a few hundred people.
That's it. Although Han Kuangsi was named the envoy to Beijing, he had no actual military power. The last resort he could only rely on was Xiaosi. But he went to Beizhen to bury Yelvxian's coffin. Could it be that Xiao Chuo transferred him deliberately?
Is it convenient to attack myself and others? I lost my mind for a moment and was at a loss, so I squinted my eyes and didn't speak, and listened quietly.
I just heard Xiao Chuo say quietly again: "There is also a spiritual calligraphy Taoist and Wang Bo. These two are the two Southern Dynasties who were attacked on the villa on New Year's Eve last year, right? You people don't forget the old master and want to recover.
Loyalty is so rare in the great Zhou Dynasty! It would be great if the Khitan had more ministers like you!" At this point, his eyes darkened, he lowered his head and took a breath quietly, looking a little lonely.
Ling Wanjun said: "I don't know why the empress suddenly said this today? Yesterday ### told us personally that as long as it does not affect the power of the Khitan, you will not embarrass us. Have you forgotten?"
Xiao Chuo raised his head, looked at Ling Wanjun intently, and said: "Of course I remember! So I gave you a banquet today to entertain you, just to understand this matter. I don't care about you guys, what I care about is
I have to give way to Xiaozhong. If you can die, they will be loyal to me, the Khitan!"
As soon as he said these words, Yan Guichen slammed the wine glass, stood up and rushed towards Xiao Chuo. At this time, the time and shadow shook, and two people flashed out of the screen behind Xiao Chuo. One of them, a thick man, raised his hand and threw out a
The sharp sword went straight to his throat!
Seeing the cold light shooting like an arrow, Yan Guichen screamed and turned over. His left shoulder was pierced by the sword, and blood immediately flowed out. Ling Wanjun secretly screamed, and he also jumped up from the table and rushed towards Xiao Chuo. Shi Gandang
He jumped out and stood in front of Xiao Chuo. He raised his left hand slightly and suddenly threw a flying knife and shot towards his head and chest.
Ling Wanjun hurriedly dodged to the side, but he still couldn't dodge in time. He was hit in the chest by a flying knife and fell to the ground. Han Kuangsi was already dumbfounded in his seat, in a daze. This incident happened too fast. In just an instant,
Both Yan Guichen and Ling Wanjun were seriously injured and fell to the ground. As a scribe, he had no power to restrain a chicken, so he had no choice but to be slaughtered by others.
There was a strange gleam in Abuge's eyes, he didn't want Shi Gandang to be the first to do so, he waved his right hand, and the flowing light sword came back from the ground, and plunged into Yan Guichen's throat, leaving only a little tail of the sword!
Ling Wanjun got up from the ground with support and shouted: "Zhang Cheng, go to Beizhen quickly to find Xiaosi!" He pulled out the flying knife from his chest and threw it at Abuge, grabbed Han Kuangsi next to him and walked away.
At this moment, a man rushed from behind, holding a shining steel knife in his hand, and struck Han Kuangsi in the back without making a sound. A servant next to him exclaimed: "Master, be careful behind you!"
Shi Gandang had already rushed forward. When he saw the servant shouting a warning, he snorted coldly, raised his palms and smashed the servant's Tianling Cap into pieces. The servant's eyes widened and he died without saying a word. Ling Wanjun heard this
He knew something was wrong when he shouted, so he quickly pushed Han Kuangsi aside, but he couldn't dodge in time, and was slashed on the back by the man with a knife. When he looked back, he saw that the person holding the knife was Zhang Cheng! He couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in shock.
: "You...you..."
Zhang Cheng sneered: "Can't you think of it?"
Ling Wanjun said angrily: "Why are you? You have been in the Villa for many years, and we have not been kind to you!"
Zhang Cheng stared at Ling Wanjun, his eyes were on fire, and he said in a vicious voice: "Ling Wanjun, I have been patient for many years and have been waiting for this day! Have you forgotten that my surname is Zhang?"
Ling Wanjun's eyes lit up, he pointed at Zhang Cheng and said in surprise: "Zhang...it turns out you are..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng slashed with his sword again. Ling Wanjun shouted loudly and kicked Zhang Cheng hard in the heart. When Zhang Cheng saw that he had abandoned his steel sword and kicked himself, he quickly drew his sword and retreated.
, slashed towards his leg. Ling Wanjun's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his fingers to claw at his choked throat like lightning. Zhang Cheng was shocked and hurriedly jumped back. Ling Wanjun's beard and hair were fluttering, his eyes were like lightning, and he was full of desolation.
With the intention of fighting to the death, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Han Kuangsi, go to Beizhen quickly! Hurry!"
At this time, Han Kuangsi got up from the ground tremblingly. When he heard his shout, he woke up like a dream and immediately ran away. Ling Wanjun stood at the door with his arms crossed, looking coldly at Zhang Cheng, Abu Ge and Shi Gandang in the room.
There is a situation where one man can stand in front of ten thousand men. When Zhang Cheng saw this, he couldn't help but roared. At this time, he no longer had any worries in his heart. He raised the steel knife and chopped off Ling Wanjun's head. Ling Wanjun grabbed Zhang Cheng's hand with one hand.
Wrist, the other hand stretched out to poke his eyes. Zhang Cheng was held by Ling Wanjun's wrist, and he was unable to move. In desperation, he turned around and hit him with a side kick. How sharp is Ling Wanjun's Tiangang Dragon grasping hand?
Seeing his legs stretched out, he didn't panic. He pressed his fingertips hard on the Quchi point on his inner thigh, raised his right foot and kicked his calf, immediately kicking him away.
Abu Ge smiled coldly, walked over slowly, clapped his hands gently and said, "Butler Ling is really good at martial arts. There must be few good players like you in the Khitan!"
Ling Wanjun said solemnly: "Stop talking nonsense! If you work as an aide to a tiger and help a tyrant do evil, none of you will end well!"