The next day, Jiang Yuntian was sent away from Dengzhou City.
Song Che also rented a small building facing the street so that he could observe the guests attending the meeting and spend the whole night with her.
Love is really an addictive thing.
Especially for a woman, as long as she pries open the lower mouth, walks through the boulevard, and walks into the depths of her heart, the upper mouth will talk about anything.
But the more this happened, the more guilty Song Che felt. Maybe this is a common problem among men.
After every act of unbridled tenderness, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she becomes bored and falls into endless repentance. When she becomes interested again, she will never look back.
As she got to know her more deeply time and time again, her mouth became looser and looser, and she even became responsive to all requests.
From Lin Yue's mouth, Song Che learned the list of invited participants. There were more than 40 senior officials and wealthy businessmen from Jingdong Road and the west of Hebei Province.
The three most important among them——
The first is the economic strategy of Jinan Prefecture, Liu Chong.
The second is the third prince of Dijon, Wan Yanjie.
The third is the great pirate in the north, Xu Tao.
These three are all big fish that are causing harm to one party. If all of them can be caught in the net, Daliang's national destiny will turn from decline to prosperity.
"Why are you always worried? You should tell me what you are unhappy about."
Lin Yue rested her head on her arms, raising her head slightly, her eyes full of concern.
Song Che rubbed his eyelids and said with a smile: "My right eyelid has been twitching repeatedly these past few days, which makes me uneasy."
She thought for a moment, "I'll give you this."
She took off the necklace from her jade neck, which was a small silver lock, and put it on Song Che, "This is the safety lock that I have worn since I was born. It is also the only relic left by my mother to me. , I have been wearing it for more than 20 years, and I have relied on it to turn danger into good fortune on several missions.”
"How could I ask for something so valuable?"
Song Che said, taking it off and giving it back to her. She gently pressed Song Che's hand: "What's mine is yours, and even I'm yours, why can't you have it?"
How is it possible to be so affectionate?
Song Che clutched the small silver lock, guilt overflowing in his heart again.
In this situation, there should be a song called "The Business of Love":
You betrayed my love, you bore a debt of conscience, and I shed tears knowing the truth...
Will she cry when the time comes?
"Why don't you speak again?"
Up to now, she has tied up his feelings, and she is always greeting and caring.
Song Che smiled and shook his head, put the small silver lock in front of his nose, sniffed it, and said softly: "It takes more than twenty years of precipitation and fermentation to produce such charming frankincense."
Lin Yue's cheeks turned red, she turned around and took out an invitation from her clothes and handed it to Song Che:
"By the way, here's the invitation I requested specifically for you. It has a golden cover. Only honored guests can have this honor. I bet that the prince and princess will be extremely surprised when they see you."
Song Che hesitated, but accepted the invitation. He might as well go to the birthday party and see what kind of stuff it was.
"With your talents, when the prince becomes emperor, he will definitely make you a prime minister."
"Um……"
…
Three days before the birthday of the immortal master, guests from all walks of life arrived in Dengzhou one after another.
Penglai Pavilion has been closed to the public. A group of Taoist priests in white clothes are messing around inside all day long. They are probably from the "props team" and are preparing for the "flying" of Immortal Master Hong Hai.
The people in the city are all happy, and every house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. After dusk, people come together to worship the immortal master Feitian of Hong Hai on the Tangba.
Birthday eve.
Song Che called Lu Jingxiang and Nangong Yue to the room to arrange matters:
"Jingxiang, you sneak into Penglai Pavilion and hide inside secretly. Wait for Immortal Master Hong Hai to come out of the pavilion tomorrow night and secretly cut off the steel wire.
Remember, don’t make too much noise. If you really can’t find the location of the wire, use a hidden weapon to shoot him down. In short, you must not let him successfully reach the Wanshou Palace. Once you succeed, quickly leave Penglai Pavilion and go to Hiding among the crowds at the seaside;
Nangong, take my telescope and three lotus lanterns and go to the military port to monitor. Once you discover that the Jingdong Navy is deploying troops on a large scale, you must start making preparations. When the navy leaves the military port and the sails are no longer visible, quickly click on Set up lotus sky lanterns;
The two of you, after hearing the first cannon fire, quickly go to the south gate to meet the Huainan troops and take them to the Longevity Palace. "
"But, boss, can you face a group of tigers and wolves alone?"
"Don't worry, my greatest skill is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger."
Except for Lin Yue, the princess, and the little princess, no one knew his true identity, and no one knew that he was here to capture the king.
February twenty-nine.
The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as cake.
A light spring rain adorns the entire Dengzhou city.
Different from the water vapor stirred up by the heavy rain, the gentle breeze, drizzle and mist filled the air. The towering jade buildings and jade buildings made it difficult to tell whether it was the human world or a fairyland. Even the passers-by seemed to have a bit of the autumn air.
In the afternoon.
The people throughout Dengzhou City moved closer to the seawall one after another. Penglai Pavilion has been tied with red silk and hung with bells. Half of it is hidden in the hazy mist and rain. In such an environment, no matter how thick the steel wire is, it is invisible to the naked eye.
Song Che changed into simple clothes and took the birthday invitation to the Wanshou Palace for the banquet alone.
The Wanshou Palace is indeed a royal palace. I didn't realize it when I looked at it from a distance, but when I got closer, I realized how majestic it was.
There are two rows of Taoist priests in front of the palace gate to welcome guests. After reading the birthday invitations of the guests, they can freely enter the palace gate.
It's strange that everyone has gifts, rare treasures, gold and silver, but Song Che's hands are empty.
"Chen Rencai!"
Suddenly there was a call with resentment.
Song Che looked back and saw a four-wheeled vehicle driving slowly. The driver was Gou San, whom he had taught a lesson in Qingzhou before.
Gou San is a servant of the Kong family, and the person sitting in the carriage behind him must be the largest landowner in Qingzhou, Kong Yu, who was trampled by the refugees. Kong Yu is out.
Song Che didn't look at you and only said coldly: "Do I know you?"
A servant really wasn't worthy of him to get to know.
Gou San immediately rushed to the carriage behind him and complained: "Master Kong, Mr. Tian, the suspicious person I told you before is him. On the day when the refugees entered the city, he was the one who drove the carriage around our house and saved lives." Two little beggars walked away and injured the boy Kong Si!"
A voice came from inside the carriage: "Oh?" Then, two middle-aged men lifted the curtain and stepped out. One was wearing a green robe and the other was wearing a red dress. One was rich and the other was noble. They must be Kong Yu and Tian Shaoqiong, the prefect of Qingzhou. .
The two of them looked down at Song Che with cold eyes. Kong Yu first asked: "Who are you? How come I haven't seen you before?"
"There are tens of millions of people in the world. Even if you have seen it, you may not recognize it." Song Che took out his gold seal, deliberately waved it in front of the two of them, and said:
"Those who can be invited to congratulate the Immortal Master on his birthday are not ordinary people, don't you think so?"
People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and guests are divided into upper and lower classes.
This golden invitation is enough to prove that he is a person.
