"Let's talk about the Imperial Master and Jingtai first." Gu Zhaojun suddenly lost his playful look and his expression became much more solemn.
In the battle at the border, it was the Imperial Preceptor who helped Jingtai fight, and it was Jingtai who tested the medicine for the Imperial Preceptor. If the two were enemies, how could they cooperate so well? Let’s look at the major events that happened in the Yan Kingdom in the past. Jingtai destroyed three important ministers in a row.
, every time it caused boundless turmoil, shaking the imperial court to instability, but every time it was safe, and in the end the emperor had more power in his hands... If it weren't for the full support of the 'theocracy', he could stabilize the people's hearts and suppress the overall situation.
, how could Jingtai be in the current situation.
A lunatic will not have more than twenty years of good luck.
Jingtai and Guoshi are basically the most tacit partners.
What surprised Song Yang was that for such a simple truth, Gu Zhaojun frowned and his expression kept changing.
Regardless of scheming, adaptability, and means, Gu Zhaojun is only stronger or weaker than Song Yang, let alone experience. However, there is one thing: for so many years, Gu Zhaojun has always been in this 'circle'. Regarding the relationship between the national master and Jingtai
Of course he had thought about the relationship. Even what Song Yang just mentioned, he had thought about it countless times.
But every time he began to suspect that the two people were a team, an "unknown" secret battle would break out between the imperial power and the divine power. In the battle, one of the parties would lose important figures.
, the most capable third prince among the princes, a disciple of the Imperial Master, a master of Dharma and Precepts at Leiyintai...at least he was a general who seemed to be something that could never be lost, so Gu Zhaojun's doubts were dispelled time and time again.
Not only Gu Zhaojun, but all the smart people who are paying attention to the situation in Yan State are like him.
But Song Yang was different. He was a foreign ant. He knew almost nothing about what happened in the nest of Yan State. He only saw the two largest ones in the nest alive... After a while, Gu Zhaojun looked at Li Mingji: "Maybe he
Yes?"
The latter posted: "When Mr. Fu was here, I was just a pawn; when he was away, I was just a woman. I can't think of these big things."
Gu Zhaojun was still lingering on this topic: "But prince, all the heirs really died in the battle, how can you give up on this?" As he said, he slowly raised his head: "Who are they planning to trick?"
Gu Zhaojun's thoughts turned quickly. He counted down those who had been killed in the Yan Kingdom over the years. Some of them were important figures. However, compared with the emperor's son, the heirs of the national master and other 'abandoned soldiers', those who had been destroyed were obviously not important enough.
Even he, Gu Zhaojun, is no exception, unless... Jingtai and the Imperial Master are planning a big picture, preparing to trap the real big guy.
No one paid attention to him. Gu Zhaojun looked at this and that, and finally coughed and shook his head with a smile: "The more you talk, the farther you go. I don't want to think about it for now. Song Yang, you can talk about it later, the Imperial Master and You Li."
"The Imperial Master and my uncle are not old acquaintances, so it's hard to tell. In short, it's true that the two of them are enemies, but they should not only be enemies, but also have a relationship." You Li has been an imperial doctor for many years, and everyone in Jingcheng's powerful family knows this.
Of course he, the Imperial Master, was no exception. If he was an old acquaintance and realized that his enemy was right in front of him, how could he let him go without any hesitation and wait for another eighteen years before taking action?
"But the two people's skills and methods are too similar." Zunshi, Ji Kuo, Flood Epidemic... It seems that Imperial Doctor You understands all the skills of the Imperial Master, but in terms of 'skill', the Imperial Master is still superior. Song Yang's voice was slow.
, while thinking about it, he said: "If the root cause of Tan Guide's illness is really planted by the national teacher, my uncle can probably solve it. From my point of view... there is hope. I have to give it a try."
After explaining the reasons, Li Mingji also nodded happily: "It's worth a try. I will arrange this matter. Just wait for the news." What is Fu Dang? In Dayan, they are rebels. Things that can cause chaos in Dayan.
, she was very interested in giving it a try.
Before Song Yang could say anything, Lao Gu laughed and said, "Everyone Li agreed because they thought Song Yang was right? We had agreed before that if he said well, you would give him some more benefits. This is your first time.
It’s not a good idea to break your promise when we meet.”
Li Mingji also smiled: "There will be benefits of course," he said, looking at Song Yang with his beautiful eyes: "If you get tired of staying in the gentle village and want to taste the cool taste, come to my Luoshuang Pavilion at any time and I will call you.
Fold it in half, and the remaining half of the bill will be on my head."
Song Yang was stunned. He didn't expect that the next benefit would be to get him a VIP.
Gu Zhaojun laughed and said, "Stingy, too stingy." He stood up and left, smiling at Song Yang: "Finally, we have finished talking about the serious business. Come with me and take you to a prostitute!"
Song Yang smiled and asked: "You want to go somewhere else? You can stay here, I have a 50% discount."
But Gu Zhaojun shook his head: "It doesn't matter that Fengyuefang was originally named Gu. I came up with the characteristics of every flower house here. Now that the people have changed, the taste has not changed. It doesn't mean much. Except for one place, the new
It has only been open for a few years. It is not far away and is also in the square."
Song Yang was not in a hurry to respond to him, and turned to ask Li Mingji: "Where is the Suhang you just talked about now?"
Li Mingji didn't understand why he asked this question, but he still replied: "She returned to Beijing this morning and went to the palace for an audience. Jingtai asked her to have a good rest today and probably tell the story tomorrow... Now Suhang should be in her own room
The villa on the outskirts of Beijing.”
Song Yang nodded and smiled at Lao Gu: "You can go alone. I have something else to do and I won't join you anymore." Then he asked Li Mingji: "Please tell me where the tomorrow villa is located."
Li Mingji was stunned: "You want to go to Tomorrow Villa? What are you doing with Suhang?"
Gu Zhaojun knew much better about Song Yang's temperament and chuckled: "You're not going to kill someone, are you?"
The person Jingtai likes?
He didn't hesitate to postpone the world-famous Yipin League for two days because of her. This person should be very important in Jingtai's eyes, right?
If she died, would Jingtai become furious or heartbroken?
Those whom Jingtai favors, those who are valued by the Imperial Master...the cronies and relatives, come one by one, some are busy. But just thinking of this busyness, Song Yang feels so happy from the bottom of his heart!
Li Mingji frowned again: "The woman named Su is not a woman from Jingtai. She just wants to please the emperor. Besides..."
Song Yang shook his head: "I don't care."
Li Mingji looked at Song Yang quietly, and after a moment he suddenly smiled: "Look carefully, you do look a bit like your father." As he said this, he roughly pointed out the location of Tomorrow Villa.
Gu Zhaojun neither stopped nor helped him with what he was going to do, but was full of regrets: "Why don't you go to Lanruo Temple just to kill people? It's not worth it."
Song Yang was about to step out, but his footsteps stopped when he heard this, and he repeated casually: "Lanruo Temple?"
"That's the one I'm going to take you to. It's not an ordinary fireworks place. Lanruo Temple is not a temple, but a 'ghost domain'." Gu Zhaojun was full of interest and smiled happily: "There is a dark wind in it, and the sound of weeping is like strings.
The sad female ghost floated over and lingered all night, until the rooster sang loudly. When she woke up, the fragrance still lingered on her pillow, but the soul of the fragrance was gone, leaving only a bit of sadness..."
As he spoke, Gu Zhaojun clicked his tongue and shook his head, but Song Yang's expression became extremely surprised, almost dumbfounded... There is no legend about Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen in this world!
Lanruo Temple, the Ghost Realm, the Gentle Female Ghost... If it were a coincidence, it would be too surprising; but if it was not a coincidence, it would be even more amazing!
Song Yang almost used all his strength to grab Gu Zhaojun's shoulder: "Who opened Lanruo Temple?"
Gu Zhaojun did not dodge, and there was no look of pain on his face. It was obvious that he could withstand Song Yang's grasp, but his eyes suddenly became sinister and his tone was low: "You are so presumptuous."
Only then did Song Yang realize that he had lost his composure, and immediately let go and took a step back. Gu Zhaojun smiled coldly: "Remember, it won't be the same next time." After saying that, his majesty was gone, and he turned into a good old man again, laughing: "Lanruo Temple
I really don’t know who your boss is, I have to ask Mr. Li about this.”
Li Mingji also shook his head: "That building was opened three years ago. I have probably touched it before. The background is very deep, so I didn't continue to explore to avoid getting into trouble. Why, is it very important?"
Song Yang nodded. He didn't explain much, and couldn't explain it. He just said sincerely: "Please, everyone Li, you must help me track it down."
After bidding farewell to Li Mingji, Song Yang and Gu Zhaojun returned to the street side by side. Song Yang was still in a daze, and Gu Zhaojun suddenly spoke: "A while ago, a case came out in Nanli. A treasure transport team was attacked and killed in the dense forest.
, the treasure was robbed. Just do it."
Song Yang was delighted when he heard this and did not deny it: "Succeeded? Very good."
Gu Zhaojun was too lazy to investigate the process and asked directly: "How much is that corpse worth? You know it in your heart. Holding this sharp weapon..." Before he could finish speaking, Song Yang shook his head and interrupted: "This corpse can no longer be tolerated."
Blasphemy, there is no negotiation for him to be buried in peace. Whoever wants to disturb him again, just fight with me first."
Gu Zhaojun frowned, but didn't say anything more. He changed the subject and said with a smile, "You really don't want to go to Lanruo Temple?"
Lanruo Temple was just a brothel with some gimmicks. Song Yang was only interested in the 'initiator', so he immediately shook his head, parted ways with Lao Gu, and left the city alone to rush to Tomorrow Villa.
When it comes to 'temperance', Yan State is much stronger than Nanli. Zoucheng in the capital, the core of Dayan, is such an important city. The city gates are not closed at night, and even the interrogations are very loose. They only select people.
The suspicious person inquired and found that Song Yang was wearing good clothes and had a handsome appearance. The shallow scars on his face were not visible at night. He looked like a young master. No one came up to ask him a question when he left the city.
Following Li Mingji's instructions, he left the north gate of Jingcheng and hurriedly walked for more than ten miles, and he found Tomorrow Villa. Suhang was not a prince or minister, nor participated in politics nor joined the army. She was just a woman favored by the emperor. She was not an important person. Perhaps she felt that she was not important.
Someone will come to assassinate her, and the security at the villa is far from strict.
But Song Yang still didn't dare to be careless. He walked carefully outside the villa, focusing on adjusting his five senses and checking carefully. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he stretched his body, climbed the high wall and entered the villa, walking quickly.
.
It was true that the defense was sparse, but when he passed through the archways and entered the vast and empty front yard of the villa, when he saw the scene in the yard, there was a sudden buzz in the back of his mind.
The most eye-catching thing is a tall, weird-looking waterwheel.
It towers in front of you, but there is no water veins in this yard at all... What kind of waterwheel is it? In the previous life, it had a nice name: Ferris wheel.
Although it is much smaller, although it cannot rotate, it is fake. But Song Yang can clearly see that it is absolutely unmistakable. Even if it is fake, even if it is an imitation, the thing in front of him is the Ferris wheel.
Looking further ahead, we saw one weird thing after another, several sets of slides, a carousel, and a gloomy steeple house with a silly skeleton hanging on it, holding a sign in his hand, crookedly.
There are three big words "House of Horror" written on the ground... Everything is fake, just superficial. It can only be regarded as a 'sculpture' at best. But even so, this place is not a paradise in dreams.
Song Yang never imagined that he would actually walk into a playground.
The playground was deserted and deserted, and Song Yang couldn't help but lose consciousness. The violent impact from the depths of his soul had long ago made him forget the purpose of his trip, and he walked around blankly, looking greedily at everything in front of him.
As if in a dream.
I don't know how long I was absent-minded, until a young woman's voice came from behind me: "Are you... an assassin?" The tone was very exciting, as if an assassin came to the family, which was a great event worthy of setting off firecrackers and eating happy noodles to celebrate.
Song Yang turned around. The woman behind him was very young. She was around 10 years old and her eyes were bright, happy and beautiful. She was holding a wooden box in her hand and pointed it at Song Yang. The side panel was covered with dense pores. No need to ask.
, it’s a powerful mechanism.
But her clothes... is she wearing a T-shirt? It looks a bit like that, but there is no knitted fiber in this world. T-shirts cut from ordinary fabrics are angular and look awkward; also, that
Is it a pair of jeans? It has the thick stitching of jeans, the style and color are similar, and there is a hole on the left knee. It looks good, but it still has the same problem, the fabric is wrong, and the taste has completely changed.
Song Yang asked: "Suhang?"
The woman nodded and continued the original topic: "Are you here to kill me? I also have an assassin?" The words were nondescript, but Su Hang looked satisfied. After finishing speaking, he thought about it and smiled again: "I can catch it.
Assassins must be so stupid."
Song Yang also laughed, for no reason, he just wanted to laugh: "You are stupid enough." After saying that, he pointed to the wooden box in Su Hang's hand: "Is this very powerful?"
"It's very powerful. Jingtai gave it to me. It is said that even the great master can escape. You'd better not try." When mentioning the emperor, there was no respect at all.
Su Hang's words were conclusive, but it was obvious that she was more interested in the 'assassin' than the machine in her hand. She turned the topic back to Song Yang: "I see you've been wandering around here for a long time. What are you looking for?"
Something?"
"Well, I'm looking for something... I'm looking for a roller coaster. I just saw the Ferris wheel, and I was thinking that there should be a roller coaster." As he spoke, Song Yang became inexplicably nervous. He was really worried that Su Hang would look confused.
The ground asked back what is a roller coaster.
With a thud, the machine box fell to the ground, and Su Hang's face changed. His thin lips trembled, and his voice trembled slightly: "The roller coaster is too complicated and can't be built here."
Su Hang took a long breath, trying to suppress the emotions that boiled up in an instant, but his face became more and more excited. After a while, when he spoke again, his voice trembled even more: "Really?"
The question came out of nowhere, but how could Song Yang not understand what she meant and nodded: "Really."
Suhang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. This time, even his body began to tremble. His lips were buzzing. He hesitated to speak, and finally squeezed out a few words: "I, I...I'll choke you."
." As he finished speaking, his body turned half a circle, suddenly softened and fainted.
Before she fell to the ground, Song Yang rushed forward to support her, took some medicinal powder that had the effect of clearing away turbidity and relieving depression, and drank it for her. Until now, he was still willing to kill her.
Soon, Su Hang woke up. Like Song Yang, she thought she was dreaming. She opened her eyes and looked tentatively, and found that the person was really there. Su Hang's voice was very soft, as if she was a little louder.
, would shatter the man in front of him: "Do you... dare to say something else?"
"What's your QQ number?"
With a cry of wow, Su Hang suddenly burst into tears! He put his arms around Song Yang's neck, and Song Yang let her hold him, smiling bitterly and shaking his head: "Don't cry... Keep your voice down... Don't force me to cover your mouth."
Su Hang's eyes were red, his voice was choked with sobs, and he shouted again: "No one is allowed to come over!"
The villa was empty. The guards who heard the crying came, but they were still far away. When they heard the owner of the villa yelling, they immediately stopped where they were. Su Hang tried his best to calm down his emotions, showed a tearful smile to Song Yang, and said:
"Let's go to my place to talk."
She fainted before and was supported by Song Yang. Now Su Hang is still in his arms. Although she said to leave, she did not come down. She only explained the direction out loud, and at most pointed her jaw. At the same time, she did not forget to yell at everyone on the way.
Zhuang Nu.
The two of them had just met each other for the first time, and she hadn't even seen each other clearly yet. Of course, there was no intimacy, but Su Hang's hands tightly wrapped around Song Yang's neck, refusing to relax for a moment, using so much force...
She knew in her heart that this was not the person she wanted to hold tightly.
The small building where the owner lives alone looks antique on the outside. Stepping into the foyer, Song Yang's feet felt suffocated again. There was a flat-screen TV hanging on the wall, four plus one surround speakers, and an air conditioner standing in the corner of the room.
, the red and black fabric sofa, even the remote controls and mobile phones placed on the coffee table, and the CD boxes on the CD rack, everything is meticulous, exquisite and beautiful, and looks no different from the world in memory.
But like the playground outside, it is just an empty shell, made by the best carpenters, blacksmiths, and painters in Yan State.
Su Hang's voice was so soft and even a little ethereal: "My home."
He is also a stranger in this world. Song Yang has never thought about dressing up his home like this. He does not have the thoughts of girls like Su Hang, but it does not prevent him from empathizing with others. He really feels sorry for him, not only for that 'same kind',
And himself.
Song Yang nodded: "That's great."
Suddenly, Su Hang was happy and jumped out of Song Yang's arms, but soon grabbed his hand and took him around to see the cabinets in the kitchen, the refrigerator, the microwave oven, the range hood, and the things in the bedroom.
Floor lamps, bedsheets embroidered with Mickey Mouse, bedside paintings full of modern flavor... Suhang had countless treasures and pointed them out to Song Yang. Sometimes she would suddenly stop and look at Song Yang. She still refused to believe it.
Just a little test.
But how could Song Yang not recognize all the furnishings in this room? Every time like this, he would continue to talk and talk more, such as: Your washing machine is a drum. The drum is not good, and half of the washing is done.
I found that I missed a piece of clothing and couldn't even add it. My family used to use turbine clothes;
For example: Apple? Awesome, the fan of my Asus laptop is as loud as a cat fighting;
For example: Ashtray? Do you still smoke? Girls are most annoyed by smoking;
for example……
A playground in memory, a home in memory, may be ridiculous, but Song Yang can't laugh. What kind of care makes her so persistent. Coming to the next world, but living in the previous life
!
Su Hang led Song Yang through every room in the small building, and finally stood opposite him, with bright eyes: "There is still one last thing left to do, let me show you, you are lucky, wait until I get off."
After saying that, he let go of Song Yang's hand and ran back to his bedroom. After a while, a voice came: "Come in."
Song Yang walked into her bedroom, Su Hang's back was turned to him, and all the clothes on his upper body were removed. Su Hang's voice was a little nervous, but also a little proud: "Stop, you are not allowed to go anymore, you can only look at your back!"
On the back of the girl, there is a beautiful Ferris wheel tattooed, which is fuller, more complete and more real than the one in the 'playground'.
There is also a series of numbers tattooed under the Ferris wheel, Arabic numerals.
Song Yang withdrew, and Su Hang quickly put on his clothes and returned to him again, smiling: "How about it? Do you want to get a tattoo too? I will introduce you to the master... I don't want the Ferris wheel, you...
…Let’s get a QQ tattoo!”
Song Yang burst out laughing: "The string under the Ferris wheel is your QQ number, isn't it?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Su Hang, who was smiling all the time, burst into tears: "My home phone number belongs to my parents."
As he said this, he hugged his chest with his arms, squatted down, and began to sob, then sob, and finally burst into tears, like a little girl who was lost, thirsty, hungry, and scared.
When he visited the big house before, Song Yang didn't notice that on Suhang's desk, there was a letter that had just been written and sealed but had not yet been sent. The sending address was: Jingying Hot Spring Garden, Suzhou City, Jiangsu Province x-x-x
, the address of my previous life’s home was my parents’ home.
The two had just met, so Song Yang didn't know that Suhang bought a house somewhere in Yan State, and relying on the emperor's prestige, he arbitrarily changed the address of the house to 'Suzhou Jingying Hot Spring Garden...', as long as
When she was in China, she would send a letter to her parents every month.
Her letter found its way somewhere, but no one opened it and read it, and she couldn't wait for a reply from another world.
If time travel is reincarnation, there is no way to avoid it. I just ask God for mercy to erase the memory of the previous life and cut off the bonds. The worries in the previous life are not yet exhausted...how can we talk about being rich in this life?
Compared with Su Hang, Song Yang's identity as an orphan in his previous life was not a blessing.
But whether it's an orphan or a good daughter, it's the same, no one can go back.