Chapter 157 There were also nets to suppress cloud silver in ancient times...
Several soldiers wearing copper-colored armor held up their swords and stared at the red-painted palace door in front of them. They moved forward slowly, quickly moved to the door, looked at each other, and rushed out together. Their long swords were pointed directly at the door, but
Nothing was found.
"Captain Qin, there is nothing!" The soldier standing at the front put his long sword back into its sheath and said to the burly man beside him.
The team scratched the back of their heads in confusion when they suddenly saw a eunuch emerging from the grass not far away. They immediately waved their swords and shouted: "Over there, chase me!"
Immediately, several people turned around and chased after him.
Tang Ji ran all the way with all his strength, but he didn't know the way to the palace at all, and it was already dark, so he fell straight into a mud pit without running for a while.
"Quick, chase!"
However, the Imperial Army team thought he was escaping to the stone path ahead, and there were vegetation on both sides, so they ran over without further observation.
"Hiss~"
In the mud pit, Tang Ji groaned, stretched out his hand to cover his left leg, raised his head, and looked around with the faint moonlight. He saw that it was a large pit with a diameter of three feet, and cursed in his heart: "He
Grandma, whoever has nothing to do digs a hole here, well done!"
If there hadn't been this pothole, he would have been caught by the soldiers as soon as he fell.
However, obviously you can't stay here for long, otherwise when the other party comes back, you might see such a suitable trap and bury it for him!
Tang Ji stretched out his hands to hold the walls of the pit on both sides and stood up slowly. He could still feel the pain in his legs, but he didn't have time to think about it. He gritted his teeth and crawled out. He squatted on the spot and observed. He saw that his position seemed to be...
It is a garden. There are many trees planted here, but they are all loose and not suitable for hiding. There are three exits in the courtyard. There are paths extending to the left and right of the one he just walked through. Those soldiers are heading towards
Run to the right.
After thinking for a while, he decided to run to the left and limped back to the stone road. Just as he was about to leave, he found that his shoes were stained with a lot of mud and left footprints with every step he took. Suddenly his eyes lit up,
Run towards the path on the left.
After a while, the Forbidden Army team left and returned. A man waved a torch and observed carefully before discovering the traces. He quickly shouted: "Qin Captain is at attention!"
Qin Hu heard the words and walked over directly. When he saw the big pit and the messy traces left in the pit, he couldn't help punching the air with his fist and shouted: "Damn assassin, don't be caught by me, otherwise I will kill you thousands of times."
cut."
Immediately, he also noticed the mud footprints on the stone road and followed the footsteps for a few steps.
"Captain Qin is here, that kid is going over there, let's chase him quickly!" a soldier shouted.
Qin Hu stretched out his hand to stop him, pointed to a small stone on the roadside and said: "Look, there is a lot of mud piled on this stone. This assassin actually wants to play tricks on me, making us mistakenly think that he is attacking me."
He left over there, but he actually returned the same way!"
Immediately, the soldiers also discovered that there was thick soil piled on the rocks, and it was obviously just rubbed on. They couldn't help but admire Qin Hu's resourcefulness.
In this way, Qin Hu led the people back to the way they came.
A soldier couldn't help but asked: "But Captain Qin, what should we do if the assassin really takes the left path? Should we divide our troops into two groups?"
"No need!" Qin Hu smiled and sneered: "If he takes the left path, he will never come back!"
The soldier wanted to ask the reason, but Qin Hu was already walking towards the path ahead, so he had no choice but to shake his head and stop asking any more questions, and quickly chased after him.
...
The search in the palace had lasted for more than an hour, and Tang Ji had been running around and hiding for so long. He felt that it was a miracle that he was still alive. He hid in a dense bush to rest for a while. Not long after, he noticed a light appearing in front of him.
Then I peeled off a few leaves and observed them.
I saw a trickle not far away, and a magnificent and luxurious palace opposite. There was a very wide stone platform in front of the palace. In addition to connecting the river bank, corridors were built on the other three sides, and there were corridors at regular intervals.
There is a small lantern and a small platform in the center. There is a low table on the platform. There is a man behind the table. He is stroking something on the table. In addition to fixed candlesticks, there are also candlesticks around the platform.
The palace maid with the lantern looked exceptionally bright, like daylight.
Soon, a soft sound of music floated to Tang Ji's ears, and then he realized that the other person had just touched a Changqin.
However, this piece of music was completely opposite to the tunes he had heard played by Jiang Ran before. The melody was very low and depressing, and there seemed to be sadness, sadness, and even a hint of anger hidden in it.
Tang Ji swallowed his saliva and murmured: "It turns out that there was a net to suppress the clouds in ancient times!"
On the platform, the man in white had his eyes closed. He seemed to be completely silent in the sound of the piano. As the speed of plucking the strings in his hand continued to increase, the expression on his face also kept changing. When the piano played urgently,
He is excited or angry; when the music is slow, he is sad and melancholy...
After an unknown amount of time, he finished playing a piece of music. He pressed his hands on the strings, breathing heavily, with a look of exhaustion on his face.
The charming woman standing aside put her handkerchief on the table and said softly: "Your Majesty's musical skills have improved again."
Emperor Ning exhaled, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the grass on the other side of the river, saying, "Tianxuan, why don't you catch that kid?"
"Being able to listen to His Majesty play a piece of music will make this kid's life worthwhile." Tianxuan raised her arm slightly, revealing her smooth jade arms under the purple skirt. She covered her lips and snickered, then she cupped her hands and said, "I belong to you.
Just go down and come."
After saying that, she took a few steps forward and walked off the small platform, jumped and flew to the other side, picked up Tang Ji who was hiding in the grass, and used Qinggong to return to the platform.
Tang Ji flew in the air for a while and was so frightened that he closed his eyes.
The palace maid quickly moved the long piano down as instructed, and then served tea, cakes, etc.
Emperor Ning looked at the somewhat embarrassed Young Master in Tsing Yi in the audience, and said in a deep voice: "Are you the assassin who is being hunted outside?"
Tang Ji slowly opened his eyes and found that he was kneeling on the ground, trying to struggle, but was suppressed by the woman behind him, unable to move at all. He raised his eyes and looked at the majestic man in front of him, coughed and said: "It's purely a scene.
Accident, I can explain it!"
"Explanation? Do you think you can survive with an explanation while you are hiding in the palace? Aren't the palace rules child's play?" After Ning Huang finished speaking, he picked up the golden teapot and poured a cup of tea to drink.
Tang Ji sighed helplessly, and suddenly didn't know what to say, and cursed Li Yue in his heart.
Seeing that he was silent, Emperor Ning continued to ask, "Why did you sneak into the palace?"
"Aren't you going to listen to the explanation?" Tang Ji asked back, but he remembered that this was still someone else's territory. He raised his eyes and looked at the other person a few more times, only to feel that this middle-aged man with some gray hair on his temples looked a bit like Li
Yu, couldn't help but think of a possibility, widened his eyes, coughed twice, and asked: "You, you are not the emperor, are you?"