Song Yang leaned against the coachman's neck and asked, "Where are the people with me? Are they on these carriages?"
The coachman shook his head, "I haven't seen anyone else, so Zhuangtou kidnapped you and brought you here alone."
Song Yang narrowed his eyes. He didn't have much time to think about it. He could already see the city gate in the distance in front of him. After thinking for a while, he said, "I want you to slowly leave the convoy and send me back to Zhuangzi!"
No matter what the other party's purpose was in bringing him back to the city, he intuitively couldn't comply with the other party's wishes, and Nagasawa and Mu Rencheng were likely to be detained in the Xu family's village. He had to go back!
The coachman did not dare to disobey, shook the reins slightly, slowly slowed down the carriage, and distanced himself from the carriages in front.
Song Yang ordered without question: "Turn around!"
*****
Autumn dew and frost are already forming in Dajing, but Chongnan is still immersed in hazy rain and fog. Summer flowers are blooming at their most beautiful, and their fragrance is deep and dark.
In the Chongnan Palace, the emperor who had lived deep in the palace for a long time came down from the morning court and did not go to Zichen Palace to review the memorial. Instead, he walked slowly to Fangwu Palace where Concubine Chun lived.
Fangwu Palace was soaked by rain everywhere, and the banana trees in the courtyard were still green. The leaking flower windows looked particularly sparse and cold under such a wet sky.
Emperor Yin Heng walked in along the corridor, and the rain became more and more urgent. It bounced on the flower branches along the smooth glazed tiles, reflecting the gold ornaments on the eaves like flowing light.
But he pushed aside the umbrella of the chamberlain, stepped up the white jade steps alone, and entered the palace gate.
The palace people have long been accustomed to it, standing in the corridor of the courtyard with their heads bowed, waiting quietly. The inner hall is deep and wide, and the sound is low and inaudible.
Yin Heng entered the inner hall quietly, and faced a huge glazed embroidered floor-to-ceiling screen with carved fairy mountain towers and misty clouds. A beautiful bird dragging its long colorful tail feathers shuttles through it, overlooking the world.
Bypassing the screen, the inner hall is even more luxurious. Most of the utensils are made of gold and jade, and even the patterns on the curtains are embroidered with gold and silver threads. The luxury in all the details reveals Yin Heng's love for the women in the hall. cherish and value.
However, the hostess here is so noble, but there is no one standing around to wait on her, and the quiet breathing can be heard in the entire inner hall.
Yin Heng pushed open the last door and entered, looking inside.
There was no bed where a concubine would normally live. Instead, there was a polished stone bed, like ice and jade, faintly emitting a dense cool air.
Concubine Chun was wearing a goose-yellow palace dress. She was lying on it with her eyes closed. Her long silver hair was pulled loosely. There was only an extremely exquisite five-color jade hairpin in her hair. The gem that the envoy "lost" in Dajing. .
Beside her, there was a pair of children lying there. They were twins born to Concubine Chun for Yin Heng.
Mother and son were lying on the cold jade bed, sleeping for who knows how long.
Although Yin Heng had no expression, his eyes revealed ardent desire, as if the next moment, or the next moment, the mother and son would wake up and surround him as before.
He stood here in silence for a moment, then turned and walked out of the inner hall.
The chamberlain who was waiting in the corridor immediately stepped forward, held up the umbrella for him again, and reported back: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor has come to the palace to see you."
Yin Heng said in a deep voice: "Let her meet at Zichen Hall."
"yes."
The Imperial Preceptor is the only person other than the Emperor who can drive the sedan chair in front of the palace.
After a stick of incense, a sedan chair stopped in front of the Zichen Hall. A woman with long sleeves and a snow-clad Taoist robe stepped out of the sedan chair. Her hair was tied up with only an ebony hairpin, and her eyebrows were a little red. Cinnabar gives people an indescribable feeling. She has a beautiful temperament but is so gloomy that people dare not make mistakes easily in front of her.
All the people in the palace stood with bated breath when they saw her, as if they were a little afraid of her unpredictable power, and they were more in awe and respect than when they saw the emperor.
The female Imperial Preceptor climbed up the stairs, and the chamberlain immediately announced, and the Emperor's voice came from the hall, "Let the Imperial Preceptor come in."
Walking into the palace at night, Lanyue swept the dust from his arms and said, "Long live the Emperor."
"There is no need to be polite, Imperial Master." Yin Heng's eyes did not stay on her.
He went up and asked, "Is that thing done?"
Ye Lanyue raised her head and looked at him, "The time is not yet ripe, the emperor still needs to wait patiently."
Yin Heng frowned, put down the ink pen in his hand, looked up at Ye Lanyue, "Still waiting?"
Ye Lanyue's eyes seemed to hide countless secrets, as deep as a whirlpool, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, you will see her soon."
*****
In Fuqu Pavilion, Qin Zeng stood under the locust tree with his hands clasped behind his back.
The abandoned well that Guo Chongli mentioned earlier had already been revealed, but everyone was digging deep with great effort. The shopkeeper of Fuqu Pavilion carefully looked at Qin Zeng's face, "Sir, I never knew there was an abandoned well here, let alone what it is used for..."
Qin Zeng said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you."
The shopkeeper of Fuqu Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "Do you have any orders, sir? Do you want to close the business?"
"No, just pretend that nothing happened, and don't let anyone notice the situation here. If there is news..."
"I understand..."
The shopkeeper of Fuqu Pavilion usually receives dignitaries with high status in the capital. Being aware of current affairs is a necessary quality. After hearing this, he immediately quietly stepped back to make arrangements.
At this time, Chang Qing's voice came from below, "Sir! It's dug!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Zeng said to Changrong beside him, "Are you all ready?"
Changrong said solemnly: "Don't worry, sir, everything has been arranged."
When Qin Zeng heard this, he jumped down from the mouth of the well.
After falling to the bottom of the well, he looked towards the passage Guo Chongli mentioned before.
The earth and rocks that had previously blocked the passage had been dug out, and the passage was dark. Qin Zeng took the torch from Changrong and walked forward first.
Not long after, everyone crossed a distance of about one street, and there was another stone wall in front of them.
Changqing touched the stone wall and said, "Sir, the texture of this wall is different from the surrounding stone walls. It should be a passage into the underground pavilion of Deep Fragrance Rouge."
Qin Zeng stood in front of the stone wall and struck out with his strength. The stone wall made a muffled sound, but did not hear any sound behind it. He groped around on the wall and did not see any traces of any mechanism.
"Is the entire passage blocked?"
Qin Zeng said nothing. The trap in the shop has not been found so far. His expression turned gloomy. "Since we can't find the trap, we will use brute force."
Chang Qing was startled, "What do you mean, sir... using divine fire bullets?"
The Divine Fire Bomb is a product modified by the Dongchang Divine Fire Camp based on Fire Tribulus. It is extremely powerful and can break open mountains and rocks. However, the dosage can also be adjusted to control the explosion range.
Qin Zeng looked thoughtful, and Chang Qing had no doubt that he was considering blowing up the wellhead or going back to blow up Shenxiang Rouge Shop.
Qin Zeng was silent for a while and then said, "Go get the divine fire bullets."
