Emperor Lin'an had just arrived at the foot of the mountain when a man in his fifties came up from the carriage accompanying him. He had gray hair on his temples and was energetic, with a shrewd look in his slender eyes. This man was Emperor Lin'an. The most favored counselor around him, Liu Meng.
"Your Majesty, what do you think? Are they willing to take action?"
Emperor Lin'an shook his head and indicated that the walls had ears. Liu Meng understood and didn't ask any more questions, and just followed Emperor Lin'an into the carriage.
It wasn't until the carriage left for an hour that Emperor Lin'an slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, frowned and said: "They are not interested in Nanling at all, but they are particularly obsessed with the Qishas Qinpu, but the Qishaosqinpu is not their Wuxiangmen. Did you let it out three hundred years ago? Why are you so anxious to find it now?"
Liu Meng stroked the long beard under his chin and said thoughtfully: "This Wuxiang Sect has always been mysterious and elusive. Is it possible that they are so eager to find the Qi Sha piano score because there is some secret hidden in the score? "
"I think so too. I always feel that this music score is not what the rumors say. It is just for fending off enemies and messing with people's minds on the battlefield. There must be other secrets in it."
"Then did your Majesty tell them that one volume of the Seven Kills Music Score has arrived in Beiming's hands?"
Emperor Lin'an looked ahead gloomily, with uncontrollable resentment in his eyes, and an undisguised murderous intent, "Tell them? Huh, for so many years, I have been pressured by the Wuxiang Sect everywhere, and now even one The weaklings are all bossing me around, if I really let them get what they want, then won’t I have to obey them in the future?”
"What your Majesty said is that if we want to get rid of the shackles of the Wuxiang Sect, we must find all the Seven Kills Music Scores before they do. It would be great if we could pry out the secrets. If not, we can talk to them about the terms. What's more, the Master of the Wuxiang Sect has been in seclusion all year round, and there are only a few useful people under the Wuxiang Sect. I'm afraid I can only rely on Your Majesty to find them for them." Liu Meng nodded in agreement, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes were bright. In a flash, "Your Majesty, have you noticed that Emperor Xuanwu of Beiming seems to be particularly persistent in this genealogy? Do you still remember that when Emperor Xuanwu married the princess of the Mo clan, he destroyed the entire Mo clan soon after?"
"You mean... the Black Ink Clan is related to the music score?" Emperor Lin'an looked stern and looked at his confidants with inquiring eyes.
Liu Meng touched his long beard, his eyes seemed ethereal and thoughtful, as if he was caught in memories, "Wei Chen had some friendship with a military general from Beiming Kingdom back then. He accidentally revealed that after they destroyed the Black Ink Clan, their general Turning the entire Mo clan upside down, as if he was looking for something, Emperor Xuanwu also lost his temper when he returned to the palace. At that time, Wei Chen thought he was just talking nonsense after drinking, and didn't think much about it. Now. Come to think of it, if it's true, it's probably because he was looking for the Seven Kills music score, but in the end it was fruitless."
"Is this happening?" Emperor Lin'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he showed a look of surprise, "No wonder, that old fox Emperor Xuanwu spent a lot of effort to marry the princess of the Black Ink Clan, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his troops and generals to stay with me in Nanling. Snatching the music score, it seems he must know something."
I heard him snort again, "Hmph, I want to see what secrets are hidden in this music score. Tell the spies over there in Beiming to keep an eye on it, and you can find an opportunity to inform the person lurking in Beiming Palace." , see if you can find out where the music score is hidden, but remember, you must not alert the snake and reveal your identity!"
Liu Meng nodded and said, "Yes. Commander Lu Renjia and his spies have all been destroyed in the battle of Nanling. Will Your Majesty send other spies to Nanling now?"
Emperor Lin'an looked forward faintly, his eyes narrowed to a slit, looking particularly gloomy, "Emperor Dehui is stupid, but not stupid. The spies from Beiming and we made such a big noise in Nanling. , he must know that he is probably already wary and on guard against us now. The only plan we have for now is to keep an eye on Dongchen, so that the boy like Emperor Jing Ren has no chance to take action. So with the current situation in Nanling, chaos will happen sooner or later. As long as Nanling is in chaos, we can wait for the opportunity to take action. Moreover, none of them can imagine that we have a hidden chess piece in the Nanling court."
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In the wing room on the third floor of Xuanji Building, Su Jingqian was sitting at the table playing with the white jade tea cup in his hand.
Zi Shu bowed slightly and whispered something in his ear.
After a while, I saw a sneer on his lips, "Emperor Dehui did not disappoint me this time."
"This time, the master not only successfully pulled out the hidden thorns in Xi Jing and Beiming, but also successfully designed to make them suspicious of each other." Zi Shu's eyes showed deep admiration and said with a smile, "If you hadn't let Emperor Dehui Knowing that there are so many spies in Xijing and Beiming fighting you to death in his Nanling, I am afraid that he is still immersed in his wine pond and meat forest and is happy."
"Using him to contain Xi Jing and Beiming really saved me a lot of trouble." His dazzling brows and eyes contained an indifferent look of strategizing. It was a kind of indifference that was above the world of three thousand people. The peerless magnificence of turning his hands to make clouds and turning his hands to make rain, "Beiming was naturally overjoyed when he got the score of the Seven Kills. He would definitely be on the lookout for Xi Jing to snatch it away, and probably had no intention of taking care of Nan Ling anymore. So Xi Jing, at this time All we have to do is keep an eye on Dong Chen."
Zi Shu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but admire him: "Master is really clever. Zilan just sent back the news. There are indeed many strange faces in Dongchen recently."
His well-jointed fingers gently rubbed the edge of the white jade tea cup, and there was always a smile floating on his reddish lips. Sometimes it was as warm as the morning sun, sometimes as cold as the cold night. It was so strange and unpredictable that it was impossible to understand his mood. mood.
"Emperor Lin'an thought that as long as he could keep an eye on Dongchen, he could prevent me from attacking Nanling. When Nanling was in chaos, our three kingdoms would be evenly matched in this game, and he has a fierce general named Long Qi in Xijing, so he would be confident in his battle with Nanling. "Suddenly, a stern look flashed across his eyes, and he turned away from his smile. His expression gradually became stern, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have the people sent over there set off?"
Zi Shu respectfully replied: "We set out yesterday. I believe the news will reach that person's ears in another month."
"After waiting for so long, I finally waited for this opportunity to appear." He tilted his head slightly and ordered to Zi Shu, "Tell Zi Lan to act according to the plan, and we will be ready to take action at any time."
"Yes. Zilan also sent something, and my subordinate has placed it in your book..."
Zi Shu's ears moved and he heard the footsteps coming from far away outside the door. He immediately stopped the sound, saluted Su Jingqian and then jumped up and disappeared into the room.
"Jing Qian!" With a clear voice, the door of the wing room was pushed open from the outside with a "pop".
I saw that the person who came was in his weak years, dressed in brocade clothes and robes, and exuded an aura of grace and splendor. His face is like a crown jade, his brows are full of energy, his smiling eyes look exceptionally pure and clear, and he holds a landscape folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently every now and then. The whole person looks handsome and elegant. .
Su Jingqian's expression changed, he raised his chin lazily, and said to the visitor: "Luo Huaizhou, you are late."
