Seeing that Udyr had already walked away, the boy leaned out half of his body from the north room and looked around cautiously.
Regardless of his plain white linen blouse, judging from his facial features, this handsome young man is definitely not a cannibal, nor is he a river barbarian!
The calmness and perseverance reflected in those eyes are completely in line with the characteristics of Eastern people, and the light and steady steps reflect the humility and down-to-earthness of a distant ancient country. No matter from which angle you look at it, this little guy looks more like a Tang Dynasty person.
It seemed that he had already studied the topography of the Bakhna Palace, and within a short time he left the area where the dining room was located.
He moved quickly, completely leaving the palace buildings on both sides behind him, and walked lightly through the palace of Bahna like a spiritual snake.
Occasionally, one or two guards patrolling the palace appeared, and the boy had to hide behind some short and sturdy trees, waiting for them to leave before continuing to walk quickly. Although he had a legitimate reason to deliver food to the palace, he did not want to talk to these guards.
Face to face. At the moment, he has an important task. Anything that blocks or hinders him must be delayed and eliminated as much as possible.
A magnificent new palace appeared in front of us. The style of this building was different from that of the surrounding palaces. It had a dome instead of a spire, and the entire exterior wall of the palace was painted milky white.
The boy took out a tightly tied sheepskin roll from his arms and slowly unfolded it for comparison. The dome, beams, and pillars bear the load... Judging from the map, the place where King Ashelanda lived in Bakhna
The palace is exactly the one in front of you.
"Huh!" The young man took a deep breath, stood up on tiptoes and walked slowly towards the main door.
According to what the old man said, now is the time for the changing of the guard in the palace, and as long as he seizes the opportunity, he can sneak into the palace.
Sure enough, a deputy captain of the palace guard saw a group of spearmen approaching and took the initiative to greet them.
The two vice-captains had a low-pitched conversation. The boy was too far away to hear clearly. They were probably talking about strengthening patrols and not to be careless. The two exchanged lacquer medals and gave each other a few words of advice.
, and began to change defenses.
The first platoon of the Guards rotated, the second platoon moved forward to make up, and the third platoon withdrew to the wings.
This is the only chance for the young man! This opportunity is fleeting and there is no room for hesitation at this time!
The successive rolls made him dizzy, but he successfully avoided the sight of the guards. The palace guards were changing defense at this time and did not notice the young man on the green lawn on the flank at all.
When he came to the bush closest to the palace, the boy stopped. The straight line distance from the palace was less than ten steps, and there was no obstruction in front of him. If you want to successfully enter the palace, you must seize the moment when the flanking guards turn around.
!
You only have one chance to succeed, don’t miss it!
He took a deep breath and waited for the opportunity to come.
One by one, the guards left in front of him, and one after another took up the vacant positions. It seemed that the gap could never be opened.
The young man was already a little impatient, holding Hu Mu's hand tightly and almost falling into it.
"Hoo!" Finally, a tall and thin guard walked forward impatiently without waiting for his companions to come forward. Without any hesitation, the young man rolled over and came to the marble steps. Then he was as light as an ape.
With one leap, he climbed up the seven or eight stone steps. His movements were so graceful and nimble that almost no one noticed what happened.
"Shalsa, did you hear anything moving behind you just now?" A palace guard frowned and asked his companion. He just heard a strange noise, but when he turned around to look, he didn't find anything.
.
"It's probably a cat, who knows. Let's go home quickly. After staying up all night, my eye sockets are sunken." His companion waved his hand indifferently. There were often a few people popping up in the palace.
A wild cat is something they are used to seeing.
For them, what they are most concerned about now is when they can return home and have a good night's sleep. As for the security of the palace, it is time for the next group of guards to worry about it.
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This palace has three floors. As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a straight and long mirror corridor. The reason why it is called the mirror corridor is because every five steps on the walls on both sides of the corridor, there is a tall mirror inlaid with a mirror.
mirror.
The boy could see his own figure clearly. It felt strange, as if you were doing something secret but being monitored all the time. Fortunately, the light in the palace was very bright, so the boy didn't have to worry.
Danger from underfoot. The floor of the long mirror corridor is covered with Persian carpets of various shapes and exquisite workmanship. However, the splicing of these carpets is obviously not as careful as the workmanship. Every few steps, one part will be rolled up.
If you are not familiar with it, you may fall over.
The inner walls of the palace are made of white and light yellow marble, and the mirror panels are separated by Persian green marble pilasters. The capitals and bases are copper-plated, and the capitals are decorated with the sun, garlands and Allah, all with gold tracings and shells.
, vortexes, and rocks are also carved on the walls as decorative themes.
Curly grass and flowers, lingering and winding, merge into one. The arcs at the corners are round and smooth, without any sense of artificiality and disharmony.
The young man was stunned by such a luxurious scene. Even in the far east, such luxurious materials would not be used to build a palace. Bukhan, who was only a small city-state, could actually build such a luxurious palace!
The young man shook his head. He had no time to think about these things at the moment. What he had to do now was to see King Ashelanda of Bukhana as soon as possible.
At the end of the mirror corridor was a winding staircase, and the young man took a step forward without hesitation.
There was a window directly facing him at the head of the first flight of stairs. As he walked on that flight of stairs, he kept hearing the squeaking of the huge hourglass in the corridor below. The boy didn't know the details of the construction of this giant hourglass.
Years ago, but judging from the old sound, it must have been a few years ago. He took square steps and walked upstairs. When he turned right to the second flight of stairs, he could no longer hear the rustling sound of falling sand.
The boy came upstairs and saw a long and wide corridor in front of him. There was a huge and wide window at the end of the corridor. Different from the luxury of the mirror corridor downstairs, this corridor was more simple and close to life.
Just as the young man was about to take a step forward, he heard a series of loud footsteps. He instinctively retreated and hid behind a curved arch, holding his breath and waiting for someone to pass by.
From this angle, he could clearly see the person coming, but the person could not see him at all. The person walking was graceful and polite. At this moment, he was walking from the south to the north side of the corridor with a plate of food.
Judging from the man's clothing and manner, the young man judged that he was one of the king's attendants.
This was good, so he didn't have to look for the king's study by himself! After all, no matter how detailed the map of the palace that the old man gave him was, it couldn't be accurate to every room in the palace.
He clearly saw the waiter walking to the last door on the left on the north side, saying something in a low voice, and then hunched over and entered the room.
Not long after, the waiter came out again carrying a pitch black tray. The boy held his breath and waited for him to pass by him. When he saw his back gradually disappearing, he took steps lightly and cautiously.
The biggest difference between the north corridor and the south corridor is not the carved wooden boards inlaid on the two walls, but the Persian carpets of different colors. The benefits of this are obvious, even if the boy rushes in the north corridor, he will not
What noise does it make?
There were many doors open on both sides, and there seemed to be no one there.
"The last door on the left." The young man repeated to himself and walked forward along the route that the waiter had just taken. In fact, the king might appear in any room in the Bahna Palace. He might fall asleep or wake up.
Maybe he's reviewing memorials, maybe he's sipping fine wine.
Of course, the king is still most likely to appear in the study!
The carpet was so thick that his feet made no sound when he stepped on it.
The corridor was so quiet that the young man could clearly hear the beating of his heart. Although he repeatedly restrained himself in the hope of calming down, the young man would feel a little crazy when he thought of himself entering the palace alone.
It's incredible.
He finally came to the last door.
Taking a deep breath, the young man gently pushed the oak door. The door was obviously not locked. Although it was made of heavy material, the young man pushed it lightly and still opened it easily.
This is a big room. Different from what the young man imagined, this place is not so splendid, luxurious and rich. Frankly speaking, this is more like a Confucian study room.
In the far east, every Confucian scholar would have a study room like this, but they would not decorate the room with Persian tapestries.
There are three large windows in the room, and rows of books are piled from the floor to the ceiling. Some of the books here are small and exquisite, some are bulky and thick. But without exception, these books are all leather-bound and hard-covered. Despite this,
It couldn't hide the smell of old books, and dust covered the top of the book. It seemed that His Majesty the King had not taken out one or two ancient books for leisurely reading in a long time.
The young man walked through the clumps of bookshelves and came to the small hall where His Majesty the King rested.
Strangely, there was no one in the hall.
The young man weighed his steps and walked forward slowly, stopping in front of an ebony desk. The desk was covered with messy memorials, most of which were written in Dashi dialect, and some were in Li Te dialect. This
The boy couldn't understand either language, so he just flipped through it a few times and put it aside.
Isn't King Asilanda in the palace?
How is it possible? According to the old man's time inference, Asilanda should be taking a lunch break in the study at this moment!
The young man was thinking to himself when a loud voice sounded from behind.
"Allah's blessings be upon you!"
The young man turned around suddenly, only to see a kind-faced and fat man looking at him with a smile.