After learning that what happened in Bianjing, Zhao Jun also understood the seriousness of the matter.
The old man has indeed reached the point where he cannot go back, otherwise the Song Dynasty, which has finally stabilized, will be in chaos, and the people who will suffer will still be the people who will not stay.
That night, Zhao Jun informed Ye Yin that the old man was going back. Although Ye Yin was a little sad and she knew that her father was definitely going to leave with him, she knew the seriousness of the matter and didn't say anything more.
It's just that from this day on, the palace no longer had the cheerful atmosphere it had these days.
Lao Taishan and the old man began to prepare things for their return. Zhao Jun also planned to give the old man something and went to prepare them.
In Bianjing, after many days of investigation, the mysterious people finally found out the whereabouts of Zhao Duan.
In a certain brothel, several people were gathering here. The oiran of this brothel was knocked unconscious on the bed.
Several people began to exchange information with each other.
"I found out here that he left the palace last year, and he didn't bring many people with him. Except for the old eunuch beside him, he was just a few ministers. Zhao Chongguo was still in the capital and didn't follow him."
"I found out here that he went to Yunzhou County!"
"Yunzhou County? That ungrateful place in the Northeast? Where is he going?"
"What else can we do? Just look at his little son! But we haven't received any news of his return from the Liaoyun Pass so far. He should still be there."
"Very good, now we know where he is, and Zhao Chongguo is not with him yet, this is a good opportunity!
This time I must kill this tyrant and avenge my sect! "
"Yes! We must kill him!"
"In order to ensure that this operation goes smoothly, we will notify the supreme elders of each sect after we disperse. I can't do it. With so many supreme elders taking action together, he can still survive!"
Without the protection of Zhao Chongguo, the tyrant is dead this time! "
"Hahahaha! I can finally avenge my master! Twenty years! Twenty whole years! I have finally waited for this day!"
"Who is not? This time we must cut this tyrant into pieces!"
"As long as we can kill this tyrant, not only can we avenge him for destroying our sect, but we can also completely collapse the Song Dynasty. Doesn't he care about this foundation the most?
We also want him to taste the destruction of his inheritance! "
"Yes! Let him also feel how we feel. Don't kill him after catching him. We will let him watch his half-life hard work be ruined in one day!"
…
After discussing the plan, the people in this box quickly left.
After a day, the old madam in the brothel panicked when she saw that they had not come out for so long, and knew that they had not even asked for food. She hurriedly opened the door with someone, and saw the oiran on the bed at a glance, and hurried up. He went forward to check, but was horrified to find that the oiran was already dead. His neck was strangled and he died.
Soon, the madam reported it to the police, but when the government officer came to see it, he could only say helplessly that he could not catch the murderer at all, because the experienced buster had been able to judge that the person who killed the oiran was definitely a member of the martial arts world, and they were just ordinary people. The head catcher couldn't beat the opponent at all, let alone now he didn't even know who killed him.
This case has thus become a headless public case.
At this time, these people in the capital spread the news of the emperor's departure back to their respective mountain gates.
In the Zhongbei Mountain of Guanzhong County, an old man with a white beard leaped in the air, covering dozens of steps in a few steps, and walked out of the Zhongbei Mountain towards Yunzhou County.
In the wilderness of Nanyang, a lame old Taoist priest walked slowly on the official road with one person and one dog. He was also heading towards Yunzhou County carrying a long and solid object wrapped in black cloth on his back.
Out of the dense forest at the junction of southern and northern Hunan, a silver-haired old woman, covered with bottles and cans, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked out of the dense forest on a sedan carried by four beautiful women, heading towards Yunzhou County.
In Shuzhong County, there was a long swordsman with a goatee dressed in white, roaming freely among the mountains and ridges, directly over the mountains and across the river to Guanzhong County, and also headed in the direction of Yunzhou County.
In Haifu County, an old monk walked out of the back hill of Lingyun Temple, holding a rosary made of beads as big as an adult's fist. He recited the Diamond Sutra while embarking on the road to Yunzhou County.
The young monk in the temple saw him leaving the temple and hurried to find the abbot.
"Abbot! Abbot! The old monk who has been staying in the back mountain since he came to our temple twenty years ago has left the temple!"
Master Xuan'an, the abbot who was doing morning lessons, paused when he heard the sound of the wooden fish he was banging in his hand. After a moment, he put down the wooden fish stick in his hand, put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name and said:
"Amitabha, leave as soon as you leave.
Fate comes and fate gathers, fate goes and fate disperses, and what cannot be retained will eventually be retained.
It has been twenty years, and what should be ended should finally come to an end.
Master Qingchen still hasn’t given up after all!
Amitabha!
…”
The young monk couldn't understand what the abbot meant, and scratched his little bald head with a puzzled look on his face.
However, the abbot finally asked him: "Have you finished your morning lessons today?"
The young monk's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly ran out of the abbot's room.
After the young monk left, the abbot raised his head and stared blankly at the statue of King Ming on the wall, and said slowly for a while:
"When will the injustice be repaid..."
…
Half a month later.
On the first day of February, it was raining lightly.
There was no usual noise in the city of Liaoyun Pass, and everyone was taking shelter from the rain in their houses.
In the only inn in Guancheng, the shopkeeper saw that there would be no more guests today, so he called the waiter to close the door.
"Xiao Liuzi, please close the door quickly. There should be no guests this year. You go home early and I will rest early!"
Hearing this, the waiter's face immediately showed joy. He could finally get off work early. His daily salary was fixed, and he would not be short of money. If he left work a quarter of an hour earlier, he would earn a quarter of an hour. He quickly got there. He responded:
"Oh, okay! The shopkeeper, I'll go right away!"
Hearing the excitement in Xiao Liuzi's words, the shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and began to take stock of today's accounts seriously.
The abacus made a crackling sound when it was moved, which was extremely crisp.
After the waiter replied, he hurried to the door, moved the things belonging to the inn outside the door back to the inn one by one, and then moved the wooden board leaning against the wall to close the door.
However, at this moment, the waiter, who turned back inadvertently, suddenly discovered that a figure vaguely appeared in the rain.
He rubbed his eyes. Before he could open his eyes and take a closer look, he suddenly noticed a person appearing on his body. He was so shocked that he subconsciously jumped a step back. Then he saw clearly that it was an old man with white hair who appeared there. in front of myself.
This guy was dressed very strangely, with white hair and a white gown, but he was barefoot. The look in his eyes that looked at him was as calm as water, as if he was looking at a dead person, which made the waiter subconsciously scream. Shivered.
He just stood here quietly, as if he were a statue.
After hesitating for a while, he swallowed his saliva, and the waiter subconsciously asked: "Sir, do you want to hit the top, or... stay in the hotel?"
After the waiter finished speaking, the white-haired old man seemed to have suddenly come to life, and said calmly: "Stay in the hotel."
As he spoke, the old man tossed it casually, and a golden leaf fell into the little hand.
The waiter was stunned at first, and then he was shocked!
Gold leaves! This is a big customer!
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and while smiling, he stepped aside to welcome the old man in. At the same time, he turned his head and shouted inside:
"Shopkeeper! We have a visitor!"
Ben Ben took the old man into the inn first.
However, the waiter did not notice that it was raining outside and the old man did not bring an umbrella, but there was no water stain on his body or on the road he walked.
Moreover, the gold leaves that the old man gave to the waiter just now still had dark red blood stains in the gaps between the leaves that had not been cleaned up.
He just brought the person into the inn!
…
(End of chapter)
