At this time, in the Imperial Palace of Jianglin City, there was also Qi Yun Jiuwu in the Yunshu Hall who also had half-opened windows. He was twisting the jade holding behind his back with one hand, and his pair of eyes that were slightly concealing the supreme majesty were locked tightly. The night sky is full of stars.
It was still cold in early spring, and the maids and eunuchs serving in the Yunshu Palace were all shivering from the cold wind that penetrated the palace. However, no one dared to speak out. They only bowed their heads and stood silently in the corner.
A little eunuch's teeth were chattering with the cold. He was about to move a little to slow down his already stiff feet. However, before he could lift his feet even half an inch, he saw the eunuch behind the Holy Lord tilting his head slightly, his eyes even brighter than this. The chilly spring breeze was even colder. I couldn't help but retract my feet and stood quietly, not daring to make any more movements.
The small episode did not affect the posture of Jiu Wu raising his head by the window, but no one in the hall saw the expression of Jiu Wu, and no one saw his other hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, pointing. Pinch six lines.
Only the old dog Zhongqi who was accompanying him, with a rickety figure, saw his master's fingertips. His turbid eyes were fixed on the hand that could only control the life and death of all living beings in Qiyun. He was lost in thought for a moment, and heard Jiuwu's soft voice. Gu opened his mouth.
"The purpose of going down the hill and going up is to be trapped... trapped in a tree... into a deep valley. Sir, you are getting old after all, and you are no longer the unparalleled national warrior who used to have every plan..."
Zhongqi's body was bent lower, but his cloudy eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at Jiuwu's face. He saw a slight smile on the corner of the Holy Master's mouth, which made Zhongqi not dare to look too much, and quietly retreated until he could no longer hear. Only when Jiuwu murmured did he stop.
The emperor withdrew his gaze and tilted his head slightly, as if he saw the lips of the palace maid and eunuch who had turned white from the cold. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside Yunshu Palace.
The steps were steady and there was a sound on the ground. Needless to say, the only one who could walk so freely in the palace, apart from the grand master Yan Ruohai, was Duanmu Qiu, who was in charge of the nine guards. The emperor did not speak, only glanced at the old man slightly. Dog Zhongqi.
Zhong Qi understood, leaned forward, and looked sideways at the eunuchs and maids in the palace. These serving people instantly understood the Holy Lord's intention, saluted one after another, faced the Holy Lord, and quietly exited the Yunshu Palace.
Until the emperor and the old eunuch were the only two people left in the empty hall, the Holy Master stopped holding his jade holder and said, "Zhongqi, please declare Duanmu."
"Yes." Zhongqi gently waved the duster in his hand, put it on his left arm, and slowly retreated.
At this time, there was no one else in the palace except the emperor. The Holy Emperor looked far away at the window that was still open and murmured: "Sir, sir, it seems that you are more impatient. You entered the palace late at night. It seems that The boy is indeed of the blood of my royal brother."
His eyebrows relaxed for a moment, but then he frowned again. The emperor seemed to have remembered something that was causing him an even greater headache, and continued to mutter to himself: "Gu Jianyi, you have been able to hide it from me for so many years, but now you still allow him to escape your protection." His wings, if I can find him, I can find you, but the day I find you, it will be the day when you die..."
While murmuring, the emperor's clear starry eyes suddenly flashed with a little bit of imperceptible red light, which seemed to make the ninety-five-year-old man with pan hair turn into frost. His figure was slightly swaying. Fortunately, he was the only one in Yunshu Palace at this time. If anyone else saw this person, they would probably be frightened out of their wits by the red light at that moment.
Thinking of it, Jiuwu, who had stopped straight, seemed to be disturbed by the faint red light in his eyes. He staggered, his steps were messed up, as if he was blind. He was waving with one hand, looking for something to support his body, and finally he was trembling. He got down, touched the corner of the desk, and hurriedly raised his palm to hold it, so that he could keep his body from falling.
But as he stabilized his body, the red light in his eyes did not seem to dissipate, but became a little brighter. The ninety-five-year-old man seemed to be tortured by the red light and had a splitting headache. Under the severe pain, he wrote all the pen and ink on the bookcase. Sweep it to the ground to vent the pain.
The emperor tried his best to control himself and not scream out, but the pain seemed to be competing with him and became more and more intense. Just when the emperor couldn't hold on anymore and was about to scream out, the jade bracelet on his wrist emitted a clear light, along the emperor's wrist. It goes up, straight into the eyes, and seems to be in conflict with the red light.
The red and clear eyes were intertwined and fighting in the eyes of the nine-five-year-old man, refusing to give in to each other. The emperor's cheeks were instantly covered with sweat, and the whole person seemed to have lost his mind. The sound of extremely light footsteps.
The red light in the eyes seemed to be disturbed by the sound, and it dissipated instantly, and the clear light also followed.
It retreated and got into the jade holder. There was no movement. The emperor's eyes receded with the red and clear lights, returning to a clear and majestic state. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the palace getting closer, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his face. , straighten your body.
"Your Majesty, the Chief of the Nine Sects, Duan Muqiu, is here to see you." Zhong Qi's sharp voice came into the hall.
After trying his best to calm down, the Holy One spoke with a hint of exhaustion: "Zhongqi."
Hearing this sound, the two people waiting outside the hall raised their heads at the same time. Zhongqi's old eyes showed a little solemnity, as if he knew what was happening in the hall, while Duanmuqiu behind him had eyes full of doubts. Today morning, The Holy Spirit is still in high spirits. Although he is furious because of the lack of progress in the case of "Ghosts Walking at Night", he is full of energy and is definitely not as weak as he heard at this time.
He quickly stood up and wanted to go straight into the palace to check, but Zhongqi stretched out his hand to stop him. Without looking back, only the sharp voice penetrated his ears.
"Old slave knows that Lord Duanmu is dedicated to protecting the Lord, but there are always rules in everything. Breaking the rules will only bring undue disaster to the Lord."
Hearing these words, Duanmu Qiu hurriedly stopped, bowed and saluted Zhongqi in front of him, and said respectfully: "The protector's eagerness has compromised his sense of proportion. Fortunately, Eunuch Zhongqi has given me some advice. Thank you very much, Eunuch Duanmu!"
Zhong Qi nodded slightly, still not looking back, but his tone softened a bit: "Master Duanmu, please wait here, I will go into the palace to check. Master Duanmu heard the order, it will not be too late to enter the palace again."
"I obey your father-in-law's instructions." Duanmu followed the courtesy, took a few steps back, knelt before His Highness, and touched his forehead to the ground. When he heard that Zhongqi stood up and stepped back from the palace door, he slightly raised his eyes and looked towards Yunshu Palace.
At this time, Duanmu Qiu's eyes no longer showed any concern and caution as before, but instead showed a look of vigilance, wanting to find out.
"The Holy One has an edict to announce Duanmu to ask for an audience!"
It was not until the time of tea that Duanmu Qiu heard the sharp voice coming from the palace again, then he slowly stood up, straightened his body slightly without removing his armor, walked slowly up the jade steps of Yunshu Palace.
The moment they reached the door of Yunshu Palace, the tightly closed door was opened. The vigilant look in Duanmu Qiu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his previous worried state. Stepping into the hall, what caught Duanmu Qiu's eyes was not that majestic figure, but Jiu Wu, who was slightly rickety and sitting with his hands on the table.
Xu Shi saw the deep worry in Duanmu Qiu's eyes. Before he could salute, the emperor on the dragon throne spoke first: "Today's morning court meeting, if I don't blame you, it will only make all the officials say, I used it wrongly." I just let this inner city be invaded by ghosts, Duanmu, don't take it to heart."
Duanmuqiu, who originally wanted to report to the Holy Emperor that Xiao Xiang was waiting for orders outside the palace gate, did not expect that the Holy Lord summoned him to explain to him. His eyes instantly turned red, and he hurriedly fell to the ground and shouted long live, and then said: "I am scared, I want to share my worries with you. , This is my duty as a minister, how dare I have any resentment in my heart? Even if the Holy One wanted to dismiss me from office and go to jail, I would not dare to have any complaints."
With a look of satisfaction in his tired eyes, the Holy Master put his hands on the dragon chair, sat up a little straighter, and said: "I know that in the case of ghosts walking at night, even if Fan Mou's disciples don't make trouble, Cao Jing and his gang will not How about... letting you live a peaceful life? You went to the palace overnight, can't you stand the quarrels of those weak scholars? "
Finally hearing that His Majesty turned to the main topic, Duanmuqiu thought of the figure standing outside the palace gate in the cold wind, and immediately opened his mouth to declare: "To Your Majesty, how could I not be able to withstand the words of those scholars? I stayed up all night I entered the palace because of Xiao..."
Before Duanmuqiu finished his report, he heard the Holy Master interrupting. He didn't know whether he was remembering something important again or deliberately interrupting.
"By the way, I recently heard rumors that my right-hand minister Fan Mou, who died in the ghost night case, appeared in Bianjing City. I am curious, how could this dead person suddenly come back to life? Could it be a ghost? On the night of the night case, my right-hand minister was not dead? Or... someone did it deliberately and wanted to mess with the imperial court?"
As soon as these words came out, Duanmu Qiu instantly understood the thoughts of the Nine-Five-year-old, and hurriedly kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Fan and other officials died at the hands of ghosts walking at night. Weichen saw them with his own eyes, and the corpses were also made by Weichen's own hands. The person who was buried must have spread rumors again, so I am requesting an order to investigate the matter thoroughly!"
"There is no need for Duanmu. Since I want to spread my voice, how can I get involved in such a trivial matter? That's all!" The Holy Master said, his eyes were very tired and he closed his eyes slightly.
He opened his eyes and gently rubbed his forehead. Seeing this, Zhong Qi behind him quickly stepped forward, wanting to put his hand on Sheng Shang's shoulder to relieve him.
When Duanmu saw this, he also knew that it was not appropriate to report anything about Xiao Xiang at this time, but thinking of the already aged figure standing in the cold wind, he wanted to grit his teeth and speak.
"Your Majesty, Xiao..."
Before the word "Xiang" came out, he saw Zhongqi's expression suddenly changed on the side of the dragon chair. The hand that was about to be kneaded on Jiuwu's shoulder was suddenly withdrawn as if being stabbed by a sharp point. Accompanying it was The stooped figure took several steps back before stopping.
This abnormality made Duanmuqiu stare closely at this old eunuch who had been with the emperor for many years. Regardless of the fact that he had never seen such a look of fear on his face in all these years, Duanmuqiu knew that this old eunuch was very skilled. Although he had never seen him take action, Duanmu Qiu was certain that this person's martial arts realm was far above his own.
This time, even he showed such a terrifying expression... Duanmu Qiu's eyes were full of alert, and he immediately followed the old eunuch's gaze and turned to the emperor.
Even though the deeply hidden red light disappeared in a flash, it was captured by Duanmuqiu keenly. The Nine Gate Guards were already in control of the safety of the capital, almost subconsciously. Duanmuqiu was about to get up to investigate, but when he saw the red light. After retreating, the fierce and majestic gaze came towards him. He reacted instantly and hurriedly bowed his head and knelt down.
"Duanmu Aiqing, what did you see just now that made you so frightened?" He didn't pay attention to Zhongqi beside him. His Majesty was still in the same posture as before, leaning his head and rubbing his forehead. However, he no longer closed his eyes slightly, but his eyes were blazing. Staring at Duanmu Qiu at the bottom of the stairs, he asked softly.
Although the words were soft, they contained endless pressure. Duanmu felt as if his chest was carrying a huge boulder. When he instinctively wanted to use his internal strength to resist, he found that he was unable to use his cultivation.
As the tightness in his chest became heavier and heavier, Duanmuqiu had almost reached the point where it was difficult to breathe. Suddenly he felt his chest loosen and his breathing suddenly became smoother.
Looking up, he met those majestic eyes. There was a little red light in his pupils, which was extremely strange. After thinking for a moment, he quickly lowered his head, bowed and said: "Wei Chen has been investigating the case for many days, so he is physically weak. Just now...just now he was a little bit weak." The hallucination is gone now."
When the Holy Master heard this, he looked away with a smile. He no longer looked tired as before, as if he was a different person. He asked, "What is it that you have been thinking about just now? You might as well tell me."
Duanmuqiu wiped away his sweat and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xiao wants to enter the palace late at night. He has been standing outside the palace gate for a long time."
"Oh? Sir is here. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Send the message quickly... No, I'm going with you!"
