Seeing that Udir had walked away, the young man poked out half of his body from the northern hut and looked around cautiously.
Regardless of his large food hooded shirt made of plain white linen, just from the perspective of facial features and face, this handsome young man is definitely not a big cannibal, nor a Hu person in the river!
The calmness and perseverance in their eyes are completely in line with the characteristics of oriental people. The light and calm steps reflect the humility and steadiness of the ancient country. No matter from any perspective, this guy is more like a Tang Dynasty man.
It seemed that he had studied the terrain of the Bakhan Palace for a long time, and within a short while he left the territory where the Dianchang was located.
He moved his steps quickly, completely throwing the palaces and houses on both sides behind him, and walking lightly through the palace like a spirit snake.
Sometimes one or two guards patrolling the palace appeared, and the young man had to hide behind short and vigorous trees and wait for them to leave before moving quickly. Although he had a legitimate reason to deliver vegetables to the palace, he did not want to go with these guards.
Meeting him. He has important tasks at the moment. Any obstacles and hindering him must be delayed as much as possible and eliminated.
A magnificent new palace appeared in front of us. This building is different from the surrounding palace styles. The dome is used to abandon the spire, and the exterior walls of the palace are painted milky white.
The young man took out a tight pamper roll from his arms and slowly unfolded it and compared it. The dome, beam, and pillars bear the load... From the map, the king of Bahan, Ashiranda, lived in
The palace is exactly the one in front of you.
"Huh!" The young man took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe and walked slowly towards the main entrance.
According to the old man, now is the time for the palace guard to change guards, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he can completely sneak into the palace.
Sure enough, a deputy captain of the Royal Palace Guard saw a captain pikeman approaching and took the initiative to meet him.
The two deputy captains whispered. The young man was too far away to hear clearly. He probably wanted to strengthen the inspection and not be careless. The two exchanged lacquer medals and gave each other a few instructions.
, and then began to change defense.
The first row of the guard rotates, the second row fills forward, and the third row withdraws to both wings.
This is the only opportunity for the guy! This opportunity is fleeting, and there is no need to hesitate at this moment!
The successive rolls made him dizzy, but he also successfully avoided the guard's sight. The Palace Guard was changing defenses at this time and did not notice the young man on the winged green lawn at all.
Arriving next to a bush closest to the palace, the young man stopped. The straight line distance from the palace is less than ten steps, and there is no obstruction in front of him. If you want to successfully enter the palace, you must seize the moment when the flank guard turns around.
!
There is only one chance to succeed, and no mistakes are allowed!
He took a deep breath and waited for the opportunity to come.
One by one, the guards left before him, and another one made up the vacant position, as if they could never open the gap.
The boy was already a little impatient, and his hand holding Humu was almost trapped in.
"Huh!" Finally, a thin and tall guard couldn't wait to walk forward without waiting for his companion to come forward. The boy rolled sideways and came to the marble stone steps. Then he was as light as a monkey
He jumped onto the seven or eight stone steps. His movements were so elegant and flexible that almost no one noticed what was going on.
"Sharsa, did you hear a sound behind you just now?" A palace guard frowned and asked his companion. He had just heard a strange sound, but turned around and found nothing.
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"It's probably a cat, what do you know. Let's go home quickly. After staying up all night, my eye sockets were sunken." His companion waved his hands indifferently, and a few people often jumped out of the palace.
Wild cats, they are no longer surprised.
For them, the most concerned thing now is when they can go home and have a good sleep. As for the escort issue of the palace, the next guard should be worried about it.
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This palace has three floors, and as soon as you enter the gate, you will find a straight and long mirror corridor. The reason why it is called a mirror corridor is because every five steps on the walls on both sides of the corridor are inlaid with a height of one side.
mirror.
The boy can clearly see his figure. This feeling is very strange. It seems like you are doing something secret, but you are being monitored all the time. Fortunately, the light in the palace is very bright, so the boy doesn't have to worry.
Danger from the feet. The floor of the Ghoul's long mirror gallery 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 place will be rolled up.
If someone is unfamiliar with it, it is very likely that he will fall.
The inner wall of the palace is covered with white and light yellow marble diamonds, and the mirror panels are separated by Persian green marble pilasters. The stigma and the base are copper-plated gold. The stigmas are decorated with sun, garlands and Allah, and all are traced in gold. Shells are all painted.
, vortex and rocks are also carved on the wall as decorative themes.
The grass rolls and flowers, lingering and curling, forming a whole. The arcs at the corners are round and smooth, without any sense of perplexity.
The boy was stunned by such a luxurious scene. Even in the far east, he would not use such luxurious materials to build a palace. Bahan, a city-state with a small territory, could actually build such a luxurious palace!
The boy shook his head. He had no time to think about these things at this time. What he had to do now is to see King Ashiranda, Bahan as quickly as possible.
At the end of the mirror gallery is a circling staircase, and the boy took a step forward without hesitation.
There was a window facing him straight on the first stairs. He walked on the stairs and kept hearing the huge hourglass in the aisle below. The boy was not sure about the specific construction of this giant hourglass.
It was a time since he heard this old voice. He walked upstairs in a few steps, and turned right to the second stairs, and then he could no longer hear the squeaking sound of falling sand.
When the boy came upstairs, a long and wide corridor appeared in front of him. There was a huge and wide window at the end of the corridor. Unlike the luxury of the mirror gallery downstairs, this corridor is more simple and close to life.
The boy was about to step forward when he heard a series of loud footsteps. He instinctively retreated, hid behind an arcuate arch, and held his breath and waited for the person to pass by.
From this angle, he could clearly see the visitor, but the person could not see him at all. The visitor was walking smoothly and politely. At this moment, he was walking from the south side to the north side of the corridor with a plate of meal.
Judging from the man's clothes and manners, the young man judged that he was a waiter of the king.
This is fine, so he doesn't have to find the king's study by himself! After all, no matter how detailed the map of the palace the old man gave him, it is impossible to accurately reach every room in the palace.
He clearly saw the waiter walking to the last door on the north side to the left, whispering something, and then arched into the room.
Not long after, the waiter walked out with a painted black tray. The boy waited for him to walk past him with his breath. Seeing his back gradually disappearing, he took a light and cautious step.
The biggest difference between the north corridor and the south corridor is not the wooden boards carved with colorful flowers on the two walls, but the Persian carpets with different colors. This is obvious, even if a teenager runs in the north corridor, he will not be able to do so.
What sound is made.
There are many doors on both sides, and there seems to be no one.
"The last door on the left." The young man repeated himself, walking forward along the route the waiter had just taken. In fact, the king might appear in any room in the palace of Bahan. He might fall asleep and wake up
Maybe he is reviewing memorials or tasting fine wine.
Of course, the possibility of the king appearing in the study is still the greatest!
The carpet was very thick, and his feet were silently stepped on it.
The corridor was too quiet, and the boy could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating. Although he repeatedly restrained himself and hoped to calm down, as long as he thought about the fact that he had entered the palace alone, the boy would feel a little crazy.
It's incredible.
He finally arrived at the last door.
Taking a deep breath, Shao Youth pushed the oak door lightly. The door was obviously not locked. Although its material was very heavy, it was still opened lightly by Shao Youth.
This is a big house, unlike what a boy imagined. It is not so magnificent, luxurious and rich. To be honest, it is more like a study of a Confucian scholar.
In the far east, every Confucian scholar would have such a study, but they would not decorate the house with Persian tapestries.
There are three large windows in the room, and rows of books piled up from the floor to the dome. Some of the books here are small and exquisite, while others are bulky and thick. But without exception, these books are all hardcovered in leather. Despite this,
It could not hide the old bookish atmosphere, and the falling ashes covered the top of the book. It seemed that His Majesty the King had not taken out one or two ancient books for a long time to read.
The young man walked through the shelves like a bunch of bookshelfs and came to the small hall for His Majesty to rest.
Strangely, there was no one in the hall.
The young man walked slowly forward with a step, stopping in front of an ebony desk. The desk was filled with messy memorials, and most of the words were written in Dashi dialect, and some were Lite language.
The boy couldn't understand both languages, so he just flipped through it a few times and pushed the memorial aside.
Could it be that King Ashiranda is not in the palace?
How is it possible? According to the old man's time, Ashiranda should have a lunch break in the study at this moment!
The boy was thinking about himself, but a loud voice sounded behind him.
"The blessing of Allah is on you!"
The boy suddenly turned around, but saw a kind-looking and obese man looking at him with a smile.