I don't know whether it was the sun's dazzling glare or the nervousness of fighting. Yang Shifan and others began to sweat profusely. At this time, they did not bother to drag the corpse on the ground into the grass, and went straight to the depths of the backyard to look for it.
Although everyone paid great attention to the technique of the killing just now, some noise was still inevitable. Everyone quickly crossed a long pavilion and came to a larger courtyard. Seeing the noise coming from it, they subconsciously hid under the shadow of the wall and listened. After a moment of movement, and after confirming that all the sounds were soft female voices and that there was nothing unusual around, Yang Shifan decisively made a gesture, and everyone continued to touch inside.
The front courtyard is obviously different from the other courtyards in the periphery. Not only does it occupy an exaggerated area, but there are also several elegant and square pavilions in the east and west. Various bead ornaments are hung on the corridors running through them. Dozens of maids are walking along them. People were running back and forth in the corridor, each busy with the business at hand.
Yang Shifan and others were hidden under the corridor, within ten steps of the crowd, but taking action at this time was not a good choice. The corridor here is really empty, and any movement will definitely alarm the people in the courtyard. At this time, there is no trace of Emperor Zhou E and the Liu family. If they were warned and hid in advance, wouldn't they have to work hard again? You must know that time at this moment is like life.
But fortunately, the trajectory of these maids was under the gaze, or the mistress of the house had trained them well. They just walked with their heads down, without looking around or delaying, so there was no need to kill them to get through. So everyone took advantage of the shadows of the flowers and corridors to avoid the ups and downs, and crossed here through the gaps patrolled by the maids.
After crossing the corridor, we arrived at several rockeries and flower beds in the courtyard, where we saw Yang Shifan and seven other people flying among the flowers and trees like flying giants, with extremely clean and neat movements.
Soon, several doors and windows were in front of them. The delicate and clean window grilles were probably illuminated by sunlight and were slightly transparent. Yang Shifan and others saw clearly and distinguishable figures walking in the room among the flowers more than ten steps away. , and even vaguely heard some conversations and laughter from Mohu.
The person who can live in this luxurious courtyard, even if he is not Emperor Zhou E, must be someone with an extraordinary status in the house. Yang Shifan showed a fierce look on his face, spitted and rubbed it in his hands, and then the remaining six people divided into two teams and quickly They move towards the east and west sides and approach in a fan shape. Since they take care of each other, they can also prevent the target from escaping.
Yang Shifan walked quickly and came to the door first, the tip of the shining knife in his hand slowly raised. Just as he was about to break open the door, he heard a soft "ding" sound in the room, which seemed like the urgent sound of a musical instrument. The sudden sharp sound that hit their ears, even if it was just a single note, made everyone nervous as if they were thieves, trying to catch their breath by the long window with withered flowers on the floor.
While listening to the movement, I heard the soft strings of the pipa playing in the room again, and accompanied by the melodious singing, there was actually a woman humming a song with a melodious voice.
"The Evil God"
"The clouds are like my clothes, the flowers are like my face, and the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of the jade mountain, I would have met you under the moon on Yaotai..."
"The dew on a branch is fragrant, the clouds and rain on Wushan are in vain. I ask who in the Han Palace is like it, the poor flying swallow leans on the new makeup..."
After humming these lines, those who are familiar with poetry will naturally recognize that this is Li Taibai's famous work "Qing Ping Diao". And those who are sophisticated in music theory will also be able to tell that although this woman's singing voice is ethereal, it is distinct. The pronunciation of words and sentences is a bit jerky, and the intonation is also high and low.
But most of the seven rough guys outside the window came from poor backgrounds. The only one who had ever been exposed to poetry and music, Yang Shifan could barely be counted among them. After all, he served as the secretary-general under the military governor of Wuping for several years. As the saying goes, if you haven't eaten pork, you haven't seen a pig run away?
Sex and sensuality are almost every person in power's must-have pastime. Although Yang Shifan couldn't tell whether the singing skills of the women in the room were good or bad at this time, his intuition told him that this kind of melody and lyrics were obviously not accessible to ordinary people.
As the pipa strings made a strange "bang" sound, the music suddenly stopped, and then faint sounds of conversation came from the room.
"Is this Jinling's song? My sister sings it so well!"
"I've only learned to sing it twice, and it's really too unfamiliar. Qingying, don't make fun of me! But this is not a song from Jinling. I heard that this song "Qingping Diao" was circulated in Chang'an more than 200 years ago. It seems to be palace music..."
Yang Shifan suddenly came back to his mind, Jinling? Chang'an? Court music? In addition, the name "Qingying" is even more familiar. Isn't it the sister that Peng Shiyu of Xizhou sent as hostage to Li Yuan's house a month ago? The whole city knew about this. Why is the barbarian girl in this courtyard, and who is the sister she calls?
His thoughts suddenly became confused and his mind wavered for a moment. Yang Shifan's eyes suddenly became clear, and he felt ecstatic in his heart. Could it be that Li Yuan's wife Zhou Ehuang was in this room? Although Li Yuan had protected his stunning wife very well from the day he married Emperor Zhou E, and hardly showed her face easily, so a small character like Yang Shifan could not get a glimpse of it, but Li Yuan's wife was good at playing music. I don't know where to talk about it. It was spread among the servants and everyone knew about it.
When people are excited, they tend to be optimistic about the things in front of them. The more Yang Shifan thought about it, the more certain he became. He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, it really took no effort at all! The beautiful woman has thrown herself into a trap, so why bother wandering back again?
"Go!" Yang Shifan shouted, and the row of long windows in front of him was pushed open almost at the same time. Seven people held swords in their hands and let out ferocious roars. In an instant, they shot in with a frightening killing intent.
Encountering such an unexpected sudden attack, the house suddenly burst into panic and howls. Yang Shifan ran into four girls dressed as maids. Without looking at it, the long knife in his hand was swung, and there was a terrifying burst of flesh and blood. The sound was loud.
The maids fell to the ground and died one after another with shrill screams. Maybe he slashed too hard, and the maids subconsciously avoided it just now. Wherever Yang Shifan's knife passed, the hollow flowers on the pillars of the wall were cut to pieces.
The brutal killing behavior of the intruders made people horrified and desperate. After the maids fell to the ground, Yang Shifan led the six people into the inner room with their swords raised, and finally found two women huddled in the corner. One was Xiaojiabiyu, and the other was wearing a green skirt. One person is very heroic and dressed in barbaric clothes. Among them, the woman in the green skirt was suddenly frightened, and her whole body was trembling with tears in her eyes. She was tightly protected by the woman in the barbarian clothes.
Yang Shifan quickly glanced at the two women, and a grin gradually emerged from the corner of his mouth. The two women were so clearly dressed, and the one wearing a leather skirt must be Xizhou Peng Qingying. As for the other one, she did have an exquisite appearance, although she was still It's not astonishing to the point of being a heavenly being, but its skin is better than Xue and her delicate figure, so her beauty is considered to be top-notch.
The remaining six people's eyes widened, and some even subconsciously touched the waistband of their pants. If Yang Shifan hadn't brandished his knife and roared, something indescribable would have happened in this boudoir.
Yang Shifan asked coldly: "I guess these two are Mrs. Li and Mrs. Peng! Your Highness has an order, please ask Mrs. Li to come and talk!"
