"..." Meng Suigai felt speechless.
This sounds ridiculous, but it reveals the tragedy of the ups and downs of the officialdom.
Han Changmu held on to the window lattice and looked at the quiet night for a long time.
A dim candle flickered, and its lone shadow covered most of the plain white wall.
He said calmly without looking back: "I will take away Yao Yao and Wang Cong. Without these two obstructive eyeliners, you and He Zhenfu will no longer have to tie their hands, and it will be easier to do things. By then you will be in disguise." Li Jie looked at the hundred or so people in the official office."
Meng Suige reluctantly hummed.
Han Changmu smiled and made a rare joke to Meng Sui: "What's the matter? You don't want to pretend to be an old man?"
Meng Suige scratched his bun and smiled coquettishly: "Of course I don't want to pretend to be an old man. The most important thing is that I want to enter the palace with the adults because of my humble position."
He Zhenfu returned from seeing Gao Fuguo off and pushed the door open. Just hearing these words, he smiled and nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking at rice: "I want to follow you into the palace even though I am in a humble position."
Han Changmu glanced at Meng Suige and He Zhenfu and sneered: "Then you both go to the palace and I stay."
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu looked at each other, trembled, and said in unison with a tight smile and a serious face: "No, no, no, sir, sir, you have the final say, I will stay at the lower level."
"Decided? No change?" Han Changmu glanced at the two of them.
"It's decided, I won't change it." The two men puffed out their chests and said in unison.
Han Changmu raised his lips and smiled slightly, then tapped the window lattice lightly: "Well, Meng Suiguo disguised himself as Li Jie, and He Zhenfu still followed the previous decision and kept an eye on those who were marking the exams."
Meng Suige and He Zhenfuqi claimed so.
Han Changmu breathed a shallow breath and told Meng Suige to find Wang Cong to disguise himself. He personally went to Yao Yao's room and told her to pack her bags and enter the palace with him.
Hearing this, Yao Yao's face was full of astonishment. Under the shock, he lost all his sharp teeth and mouth. He opened his mouth and asked: "Sir, sir, why did you enter the palace so suddenly? What are you doing?"
Han Changmu curled his lips with a smile but not a smile: "The saint has taken a liking to you and asked me to take you to the palace."
"..." Yao Yao widened his eyes, smiled dryly, and muttered with laughter: "Is the saint blind?"
Her voice was low, but Han Changmu heard her clearly because of his strong ears, and his face straightened: "You will die if you slander my father."
"..." Yao Yao curled his lips in disapproval.
Han Changmu did not dare to tease Yao Yao anymore, for fear that she would say something shocking. He said with a solemn expression: "There is a case in the palace. The saint has just issued an edict and ordered me to enter the palace to handle the case."
Yao Yao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face and a pair of apricot eyes as curved as a crescent moon: "Then, just go ahead, the lord. The saint ordered the lord, not the lower official."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and threatened: "If I tell the saint that Yao Canjun will be transferred to the Department of Internal Security, do you think the saint will agree?"
"I'm going, I'm going, why don't I go?" Before Han Changmu could finish speaking, Yao Yao interrupted him with a pale face and yelled through gritted teeth.
Han Changmu picked his ears and patted the top of Yao Yao's hair with a smile on his face: "I wish I had said no earlier. Pack up quickly and we'll set off later."
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Seeing Han Changmu walk to the door and just close the door, Yao Yao maintained the smile on his face. He grabbed the big pillow and threw it over in anger, and cursed with a slumped face: "I'm going to blame you for eight generations of ancestors."
Unexpectedly, when Han Changmu left and came back, the big bamboo-green pillow accidentally hit him in the face. He reached out to grab it, held it in his arms, and rubbed it twice, then raised his lips with a half-smile. : "Yao Canjun's hidden weapon is a bit big."
"..." Yao Yaogeng burped and shrank his neck like a quail.
The smile on Han Changmu's face grew stronger. He walked out with the big pillow in his arms. With his back to Yao Yao, he smashed the big pillow into her arms with his backhand and said softly: "We will set off in two moments."
"..." Yao Yao curled his lips, pushed the big pillow aside, pulled the baggage, and packed up his belongings.
She showed a bit of resentment and impatience just now, but in fact it was to cover up the uneasiness in her heart.
She is not an internal guard of the Internal Security Department. She followed Han Changmu to the Gongyuan this time just to help Bao Cheng.
Something happened in the palace now. Although Han Changmu did not elaborate on what happened, the matter must have nothing to do with the Department of Internal Security. Otherwise, with the suspicious nature of the saint, he would never leave this matter to Han Changmu.
Yao Yao couldn't figure out why Han Changmu had to take her with him.
She didn't believe that he admired her abilities and didn't want his pearls to become dusty.
She only believed that Han Changmu must have become suspicious of her and wanted to put her in front of him and stare at her before he felt relieved.
She let out a frustrated sigh. No matter where she was exposed, this person was so thoughtful that it was outrageous. She could only be more careful and act according to the situation.
Han Changmu and his group moved very neatly, and the group left Mingyuan Building just after Haizheng's clapper sounded.
It was dark at night, and Han Changmu did not go to meet Jiang Shen to explain the matter, but only left a message to He Zhenfu.
Naturally, people like Han Changmu could not leave from the main gate of Gongyuan. They went straight to the north corner gate of Gongyuan, showed their waist badges and the saint's secret decree, and knocked on the corner gate.
Yao Yao was a little distracted. He looked around and secretly cursed in his heart. Jin Zhong didn't know where he was in the middle of the night. Why couldn't he wake up with such a big movement?
Han Changmu seemed to have guessed Yao Yao's plan, and he always stood in front of Yao Yao as if unintentionally, so that she could neither see others nor others see her.
But this time he left with four internal guards, two of whom flanked Wang Cong on the left and right, while the other two followed Yao Yao.
Yao Yao couldn't find a chance to send a message to Jin Zhong, let alone leave a mark.
The door leaf swayed back and forth in the night wind, making a constant creaking sound.
She was about to leave Gongyuan, but Han Changmu was like an eyesore pillar, motionless blocking Yao Yao's sight, and she couldn't help but stamp her feet anxiously.
"What did Yao Canjun forget to bring?" Han Changmu looked sideways at him with a smile on his face.
Yao Yao gritted his teeth, turned his head away, and ignored Han Changmu.
Han Changmu chuckled, got on his horse, raised his whip and shouted: "Follow me."
The city of Chang'an was silent at Haishi. The watchmen walked through the streets and saw the wolf-like group of people riding horses, and hurriedly hid at the base of the wall.
Yao Yao held his breath in his heart and whipped the whip, making a crackling sound, like a whip.
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Bursts of thunder echoed through the night.
Wang Cong carefully avoided Yao Yao's anger and followed the two men not far or near.
He had already seen the ability of these people to hide their knives in their smiles. When they were smiling, they could kill people with cold knives. But when they were angry, wouldn't it be like cutting them into pieces?
He is a warrior with no scheming, so he should stay away from these sieves that are full of scheming.
He was secretly glad that Han Changmu had brought him out of Gongyuan. He was worried that he would not have the chance to send a message to his brother. This time he had to seize the opportunity and not make any mistakes again.
Just when Han Changmu and his party were rushing to the palace city, in the remote and uninhabited winding alley, under the cover of the dark night, the east gate of Da'anguo Temple in Changlefang opened quietly. Dozens of people wearing black slim-fitting clothing The figures in Ye Xingyi filed out of the temple, all silently and quickly heading east.
These people seem to be very familiar with Chang'an City, and are also very familiar with the Jinwu Guard's patrol route after nightfall. Whenever they encounter cavalry and hidden sentries, these people will stick to the walls to avoid the light, and climb forward with a low body. Surprisingly, he cleverly did not alert Jin Wuwei.
Because Changlefang is close to the palace city, and the people living there are all relatives of the emperor, the inspections are much stricter than elsewhere, and the walls of the place are much higher than those of other places.
Walking to the foot of the square wall, these dozens of people threw their flying claws onto the top of the wall, pulled hard twice, and let the flying claws firmly grasp the brick joints of the square wall, and then started to climb up using their hands and feet.
These people were all well-trained and climbed quickly. After a soft rustling sound, they climbed to the top of the wall.
Their hands and feet retracted their flying claws neatly, and they jumped down from the wall. Their bodies were as light as swallows, and there was no sound when they landed.
A group of people walked around the wall outside the Sixteenth Prince's house to the West Gate. A gorgeous carriage stopped at the door, and the horse pulling the carriage snorted in the sky from time to time.
The person in the car opened a corner of the curtain, and the carved hexagonal palace lights hanging on the car were bright, and a ray of light illuminated a corner of the car.
The people in the car did not show up. They only used the light to look at the dozens of men in black standing silently in front of the car. They waved their hands and the car curtains fell heavily, covering everything in the car.
Dozens of people in black, as if they had been arranged in advance, took off their narrow night clothes and put on tooth-white narrow-sleeved brocade clothes. They wore an amber gold-woven belt around their waists, and there was also an extra handle around their waists. The soft sword swept away the sinister aura just now, and he looked in high spirits.
The person at the front of the carriage walked up to the gate, knocked on it, raised his hand, and waved a waist badge in his palm.
The expressions of the two villagers suddenly changed, and they hunched over and held their breath as they welcomed the convoy into the gate.
After the convoy went away, the two villagers breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and looked at each other.
"Did you see clearly just now?"
"See clearly."
"Isn't he calling Pingkangfang his home these days? Why did he suddenly come back?"
"Then who knows? Hey, have you seen the people in the car? Is there a flower girl from Pingkangfang in the car?"
"The car curtain is tightly closed, so no one can see it, but although this man has been having a lot of fun, he has never let a flower girl enter his door. He also knows the rules."
"That's not right. Letting Hua Niang enter the gate of our Sixteenth Prince's House is a good thing to say or not."
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