The vows made at that time were somewhat ridiculous now that I think about it.
Zhuo Du lowered his head. Seeing this, Yu Qiansi said softly in a voice that only he could hear: "You think that if something happens to me, the Duke of Qi will sever ties with me. But I tell you, the young master
No. But your Majesty, not necessarily."
Jiang Ji couldn't clearly see Hong Yi's expression on the bank, but he noticed a trace of probing eyes falling on his face.
He didn't like this situation where you were in the dark and you were in the clear, so he handed the palace lantern back to Deming.
It wasn't until the light around him dimmed that he felt he was safe enough, and then he spoke slowly, "A person like this who can't tell right from wrong and falsely accuses a meritorious official cannot be retained. But since it is the internal affairs of the Sentence Department
, then hand it over to Lord Yu, and it is entirely up to Lord Yu to handle it."
Yu Qiansi lazily said: "I never kill my colleagues. Since this person has decided to be loyal to His Majesty, he should be handed over to His Majesty for his disposal."
If he really cares about the person who is doing things for him, he should accept his orders. Even if he changes his identity in the future, it will fulfill this person's loyalty. But he is afraid of being criticized and does not dare to do so.
Jiang Jiqing noticed the probing gaze and gradually became colder. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Song came to the rescue for him.
"Since it has something to do with Lan Shu, why not hand it over to Dali Temple and deal with it together."
Before the word "ba" could be uttered, a loud bang drowned out all sounds.
Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath his feet began to shake, and the wooden bridge creaked and groaned in pain.
The earthquake became more and more violent.
All the lamps and candles flickered on and off as they swayed, and there was a strange sound in the canyon, as if something huge was exploding.
In the mountains behind him, it seemed like a sleeping giant suddenly woke up and was roaring, venting its dissatisfaction.
Yu Qiansi looked back, her pupils slightly widened, but deep down in her heart she was shocked and panicked like never before.
This movement is the half of the formation in the canyon.
When designing the Lan family, she was the one who gave the native master a few words of advice on how to activate the formation and create chaos.
Someone activated the formation!
Someone knows how to activate this formation!
Every thought that came with the loud noise made her overwhelmed and she didn't know how to deal with it.
"Watch out!"
The mountain forest was dark, seeming to swallow up everything. Boyi immediately gathered the woman in red who seemed to be in panic beside him into his arms, buried her in his chest, and blocked the falling stones from the sky for her.
But others were not so lucky.
The courtiers on the wooden bridge were jostling each other. Some wanted to run back to the imperial mausoleum, and some wanted to stay away from the wooden bridge. Instead, they were in a mess.
Nowadays, rocks all over the sky have fallen to the ground, injuring many people, and many more people have fallen into the water.
"Escort——"
The imperial guards drew their swords, protected Jiang Jiqingyu and Wang Song in the middle, and withdrew towards the imperial mausoleum.
If these stones were replaced with tiny broken porcelain and Tongbao, wouldn't it be a reappearance of the scene on that day in the imperial mausoleum?
Boyi's eyes became darker and darker.
Who exactly is he? He saw through the game they played that day, but it was revealed in this way.
Immediately afterwards, a subtle "whoosh" sound came from the night sky.
It was the familiar sound of enemy sneak attacks on countless windy and sandy nights in the northwest.
Boyi pulled Yu Qiansi behind him with one hand, and drew his sword with the other hand to face the enemy: "It's a feather arrow! Everyone, be careful!"
His reminder sound was accompanied by countless "ding-dong-dang-dang" metal collision sounds falling behind them.
Boyi looked back and saw that all the arrows that had fallen from the mountain forest were sucked into the two stone dragons in front of the mountain gate.
This stone dragon is actually carved from magnet.
No wonder weapons are not allowed to enter through this door.
Boyi breathed a sigh of relief and secretly estimated the distance.
After entering the gate of the imperial mausoleum, you are beyond the range of bows and arrows in the canyons and forests.
Yu Qiansi stared at the dense arrow feathers on the wall and murmured: "Assassination? Then why not use a killing array?"
Boyi was busy resisting and didn't hear her words clearly. He looked down at her and said, "Aru, are you okay?"
The woman in red was still stunned and turned her head to look at the wooden bridge.
The figures lurking in the forest seemed to have also discovered something fishy about the stone dragon. The archers adjusted their direction, and the second batch of arrows headed towards the wooden bridge.
Yu Qiansi suddenly woke up and reminded: "Lan Shu is missing."
Boyi looked back for a long time. Not only was Lan Shu missing on the wooden bridge, but the other men in gray clothes who were with Lan Shu were also missing.
The group of civil servants all wanted to hide back in the imperial mausoleum, but their way was blocked by feather arrows.
Near the mountain gate, several people, whether injured or dead, were lying on top of each other, making the wooden bridge even more crowded.
"Turn out the lights and retreat." Yu Qiansi stood up from behind Boyi and ordered calmly, "I'll go find Lan Shu."
Those in the dense forest only rely on the candlelight reflected in the river to identify their location.
While Yaoguang was shouting instructions, Yu Qiansi took a lantern and left.
Boyi felt that there was nothing behind him, and his heart skipped a beat for some reason. He turned around and held her arm without thinking.
"The Lan family is the key, we can't let Lan Shu go."
Boyi's eyes were dark, his lips were pursed tightly, and he felt unspeakably panicked.
But he also knew that what she said was true. During this trip south, every detail along the way revealed something fishy. No matter what the purpose of the people in the deep forest was, Lan Shu could not be allowed to leave.
After a long time, he slowly let go of her, "As long as I'm here, I will protect my young master, but if you promise me, you must be careful."
He knew that Wang Song was definitely the one she couldn't worry about the most, so he asked him to protect Wang Song for her so that she would have no worries.
Yu Qiansi didn't know what he was thinking, so he nodded casually, then held the lamp and followed the river all the way down.
From time to time, one or two faces appeared in the dark water, and occasionally a cry or two was heard calling for help.
Those were the courtiers who had been squeezed into the water before.
But before they had time to see where they were, these people were swept deep into the messy current. They disappeared instantly, leaving only a few piles of foam dangling, lingering under the weak candlelight, and then were swept away by the invisible current.
Devoured.
There is actually something going on in this water...
She didn't dare to stop, so she went all the way down the waterway, relying on the bodies and people calling for help that appeared and disappeared, and she roughly understood the layout of the river.
Even the stone dragon at the entrance to the imperial tomb has been carefully designed. The only river that can be close to the imperial tomb will naturally not be left like this.
Presumably at the beginning of digging the canal, stone piles were set up in the depths, which gave it such a calm appearance on the surface but turbulent undercurrents in the depths.
Far away from the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, everything was quiet except for the occasional painful cry for help in the river, which was swallowed up by the river the next second.
She held the lamp in her left hand and took out a long sword in her right hand to be on guard.
If those people in the forest could activate the formation, they would naturally be able to hide here and ambush her.
Late at night, the unknown path forward was especially difficult to discern. After walking around the high wall outside the imperial mausoleum for an unknown distance, she saw the small wooden bridge at the end of the candlelight.
The wooden bridge spans the water, allowing only one person to pass. At the end of the bridge is a small, half-open door.
This was the side door where weapons had passed before, and it was also the door that the Lan clan people used to enter and exit.
Yu Qiansi blew out the candle in the cage, threw the lamp aside, disappeared into the forest, and slowly approached.
There was a dark water stain on the wooden bridge, and several wet ropes with countless small knots were carelessly thrown on the bridge.
She hid in the forest and took advantage of the night to look around for a moment. When she was about to move closer, she noticed footsteps approaching from inside the door, and the sound of a woman's whimpering.