"Is he dead now?" Jing Yu asked, looking at the corpse.
Qiao Wutong did not jump to a conclusion, but stretched out two fingers to feel his breath, and then nodded.
The body was dragged away, and the emperor who was hiding in the palace dared to come out. Everyone followed to see the emperor and accept the reward. Jinwu Guards had the greatest credit. Jing Yu and Chen Xueyun met Song Qian on the road. He looked sluggish and dejected.
Chen Xueyun patted Song Qian's back gently and comforted: "I can't do anything about this matter. If there is really no result, I hope Brother Song can look at it more openly."
"We found someone." Song Qian said weakly.
"It doesn't matter if you can't find someone... What! You said you found someone? Then you are still so depressed?" Jing Yu couldn't believe it.
Song Qian looked up and recalled.
He was lucky. The Zhaorong concubine happened to be resting in his palace, so Song Qian bribed one of the young eunuchs again and changed his shift with him into Qiongbao Palace. As a result, the Zhaorong concubine was sitting in the pavilion outside, watching the koi in the pond and drinking tea.
Song Qian didn't know what kind of job he was changing, so he tried his best to take charge of some trivial matters and took the opportunity to get close to Zhao Rong. Finally, he saw the face that he could not forget even if the years changed. She was really his sister. Song Qian's thoughts were drawn back to the time when he was six years old. His sister was four years old and suffered from long-term malnutrition and was skinny.
She huddled in the corner of the temple, shivering. Song Qian was so anxious that he wanted to cut off his hind legs and roast them for his sister to eat, but he was stopped in the end because his sister grabbed his hand and said: "Brother can't hurt himself, I can carry him. But my brother must not be hurt."
Now Zhaorong is thirty years old, graceful and luxurious, and has a high status in the harem. A large number of supplements have kept her skin in a state that can be broken by blows. Her eyelashes are long and slender, and her every move is charming. Song Qian couldn't tell the changes in the past few decades, but he could tell at a glance that these eyes were still clear and transparent even if Zhaorong stayed in the harem for so long and the city became darker. Can see through her mood.
Song Qian was not in a hurry to confirm at this time. He looked elsewhere and observed the details of Zhaorong's life. He found that Zhaorong especially liked to eat cakes and ate them frequently. Just the few cups of tea just now, she had already eaten five. Six pieces of sweet osmanthus cake. People who have been hungry for a long time since childhood will subconsciously want to eat when they grow up, and they will be more fond of sweets.
The palace maid on the side said angrily: "You little eunuch! How dare you stare at our Empress Zhaorong's face for so long? Why don't you kneel down and apologize?"
Song Qian reluctantly moved his eyes away, and was about to kneel down to surrender, but was stopped by Zhao Rong, who lightly opened her plump lips: "Stop, Ma Yatou, don't embarrass others, I am not such an unruly and unreasonable person. "
"I have thanked you, Your Majesty." Song Qian bent down to thank him. He didn't know how the eunuch saluted, so he could only follow the normal routine.
When Zhaorong heard that the other party's voice was magnetic and not the delicate tone of an ordinary eunuch, her heart tightened and she turned to look at the little eunuch who was peeking at her. Looking at that jade-like face, a few memory fragments flashed through her mind. They looked familiar, but she didn't dare to recognize them.
"Come here." Zhaorong chuckled and waved gently.
Song Qian walked over mechanically and stood very stiffly in front of the other party.
Zhaorong was so amused by the little eunuch in front of her that she even forgot to eat her pastries. Her eyebrows were slightly curved, and she stretched out a long, white finger to lift up the groveling little eunuch in front of her. The two people's faces were very close. Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and looked at the eunuch in front of him, and asked casually: "What is your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"
"My name is Chen Xueyun. I have never been to your empress's house before." This was the only name that came to Song Qian's mind, and he used it out of desperation.
Zhaorong smiled gently: "Don't be afraid, you can come here more often to do business in the future."
"Thank you for your appreciation." Song Qian lowered his head again. He didn't want to look at the empress in front of him anymore, but he would cry if he gave it a few more seconds. At this moment, his eyes were slightly red, but he just held back the raging tears just right. There is no flow out.
Zhaorong tightened the fur coat behind her, retracted her neck, and ordered to the palace maid: "Ma Yatou will help me go to the kitchen to see what dishes are being cooked for dinner. Remember to remind them that I want to eat dinner tonight." Eat something salty. Xiao Chenzi, please leave first. I want to go back to my room and take a nap."
Song Qian looked at the departing figure in despair, unable to hold back his tears, he covered his face and ran away.
"Wouldn't it be nice to meet each other? There will be plenty of time to see it in the future." Jing Yu felt a little sad after hearing Song Qian's summary.
Chen Xueyun did not agree with Jing Yu's idea: "It is not easy to enter the harem. There are many masters in the palace. Brother Song's sneak in just now attracted a lot of people's attention. We cannot repeat the same trick. I think Brother Song is suitable for castration, so you There is no obstacle for brother and sister to recognize each other.”
"When did you start to be mean-mouthed?" Song Qian raised his eyebrows. He tore up the eunuch's uniform and threw it into the grass.
"I'm sorry, I have been influenced by Miss Qiao." Chen Xueyun scratched her head.
The three of them followed everyone to the emperor's study room, where Qiao Wutong, the boy with double hammers and the young minister of Dali Temple were all there. Jing Yu asked Chen Xueyun to wait outside, and he took Song Qian in with him. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he felt several eyes focused on him.
The emperor nodded with satisfaction and looked around at everyone: "I am very satisfied. There are many talents in Dalin now, which represents the prosperity of Dalin."
"Your Majesty is wise." Everyone knelt down.
"General Qiao has the greatest credit for killing the felon. However, due to your family's situation, I will think about how to reward him later, so please step back." The emperor waved his hand and motioned for Qiao Wutong to go out.
Qiao Wutong didn't even salute and left directly, but he gave Jing Yu a look.
The emperor held his head with one hand and announced the next name: "Huan Chen, the young minister of Dali Temple, rewards you with two hundred taels of silver and a gold leather belt. It is said that there was a young man who was fighting with the criminal at that time. His hammers were damaged. I will take some black iron from the treasury to repair his weapons."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will do my best." Huan Chen also left the imperial study.
At this time, there were only Jing Yu and Song Qian in the imperial study room. Jing Yu felt like he was sweating profusely, as if he had done nothing.
"Jing Sicheng came in time. I will also reward you with one hundred taels of silver and a gold ingot. If you have any other requests, I can consider them." The emperor seemed to be addicted to rewards. He would make up any reason to give Jing Yu some. money.
Song Qian said at this time: "Your Majesty, it is the common people who have requests."
The emperor raised his hand: "You say it."
"The Caomin has a biological sister who is a concubine in His Majesty's harem. Can the Caomin be allowed to visit her relatives? In the early years, the Caomin was busy practicing swordsmanship on Shu Mountain and could not take care of her sister, so she never came to see her." Song Qian's eyes Obscure, he was not sure whether the emperor would agree to this request.
"You want to see Yang Zhaorong. She told me that she has a missing brother. She asked me to find her in recent years, but I was busy with official duties and forgot about it a long time ago. Since you came to the capital by chance, you also found out As for her whereabouts, I have one less thing to do, so naturally I am willing to let you go visit your relatives. I will inform Yang Zhaorong later, and then I will give you an official document. Next time I want to go to Qiongbao Palace and find a father-in-law to take you there. That's fine." The emperor was in a good mood and didn't ask too much about the reason.
Song Qian's excited tears flowed again: "Thank you, Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty! If there is a chance for ordinary people to go through fire and water for Da Lin, ordinary people will not hesitate!"
When I returned to Dingming Division, I found an invitation on the table, signed by Liu Shisan, the magistrate of Lin'an County. He explained that Lin'an is now in the recovery period, but it is suitable for visiting. In order to thank Dingming Division for its help, Liu Shisan A banquet was specially held to entertain the people of the city and Dingmingsi.
"This county magistrate is quite naive. He still doesn't know that your way of solving problems is seduction." Song Qian teased.
Jing Yu pressed his face close to his and said, "Say it again to my eyes."
"You're cruel." Song Qian quickly backed away.
Jing Yu first put away the invitation: "Wait a few days before setting off. Qiao Xu might be able to make a breakthrough. I'll give you some time to visit relatives."
Chen Xueyun was pacing in the yard holding a book. He sometimes shook his head and sometimes scratched his head, studying the secrets of the cultivation system.
"Why aren't you doing research?" Song Qian asked.
Jing Yu smiled sheepishly: "I don't understand, so I have to blame Chen Xueyun."
In the tower, Gu Danqing has solved the problem of Ningqu's spiritual power, but her cultivation has dropped from the original half-step of seventh-level consciousness to the peak of sixth-level heavenly calamity. Taking shortcuts will always be the result of others, not her own.
At this time, Ningqu and Gu Danqing were sitting opposite each other drinking tea. Ningqu still looked cool and refined in front of strangers, drinking tea elegantly without saying a word. Gu Danqing originally didn't intend to speak, but he couldn't hold it in anymore, so he spoke first: "What do you think of Jing Yu? I understand the relationship between you and him."
"Uh... I actually fell in love with him at first sight." Ningqu's pretty face turned red and she didn't continue speaking.
Gu Danqing's brows widened and he gave a warm smile: "It's good. Jing Yu is a good person, and he is very tolerant of demons. I asked him why, but he refused to tell me."
Ningqu's face turned red to her ears: "That's good...I'm afraid that he will be alienated from me, because so far he has only told me that he resonates with me because of the same lonely emotion, and I don't know what his intentions are. "
"I also have many stories that I can give you for reference, but the person you have to wait for is here. If you want to hear it next time, just come back to me." Gu Danqing looked towards the stairs.
Jing Yu came to the tower to pick Ning Qu back to Ding Mingsi. He planned to let her choose a room to live in. Ding Mingsi was too poor and Jing Yu really had no money to invest in the decoration of the girls' room. Fortunately, Qiao Xu is an informal young lady, otherwise she would be difficult to serve.
"Hello, Teacher Gu, how are you doing with the things that students asked you to do?" Jing Yu leaned forward and said to Gu Danqing with a flattering look on his face.
Gu Danqing was once again praised and looked happy: "It's a small matter."
"Jing Yu, now I can protect you." Ningqu held Jing Yu's shoulders.
Jing Yu held Ning Qu's hand: "Then I'll leave it to you."
Ningqu retracted her hand shyly.
"Gungun, don't bully me for being single." Gu Danqing waved his hand, and the two of them were teleported to the street.
Song Qian got the official document the next day and entered the palace dressed decently. He could find any eunuch and enter the Qiongbao Palace. When he saw the graceful and luxurious woman again, tears filled his eyes. Zhao Rong felt something in her heart. She turned around and saw that he was still the tall and straight man, the strongest man in her eyes.
"Brother! Where have you been? Why did you leave me alone!" Zhaorong could no longer maintain his original noble image, crying so hard that she threw herself into Song Qian's arms and clung to his strong arms.
Song Qian patted his sister on the back and said comfortingly: "Brother, I'm late, I'm sorry."
The little palace maid named Ma on the side was stunned. She remembered that this man was the little eunuch that day. Why did he become the empress's brother now?
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Lin'an City is buzzing with people. Today is the beginning of the Hundred Family Banquet. As the county magistrate, Liu Shisan accepted toasts from the squires, old officials and other people at the chairman's chair. The people of Lin'an even demolished and rebuilt the Dragon King Temple as a way of celebration. As for what to worship in the rebuilt temple, they pushed up Jing Yu's statue.
Dingmingsi and his party were still on the trail outside the city. Lin'an, with clear skies, was indeed a city worth visiting in the south of the Yangtze River. This was also the scenery Ningqu wanted to see the most. Jing Yu was enjoying the hard-earned peace. This was the kind of public trip that Ding Mingsi should have.
As soon as Jing Yu and his party entered the city, they were surrounded by people. People on both sides of the street were welcoming them. They held banners with four big characters "Lin'an Heroes" on them. This flattered the five of them. Jing Yu curled his toes in embarrassment when he saw the banner. He really didn't dare to admit that he was a hero of Lin'an for his role.
What's even more exciting is that the original Dragon King Temple became Jingyu Temple. When Qiao Xu saw the statue, she didn't tense up and just leaned against the wall and laughed. Song Qian and Chen Xueyun hugged each other and laughed. Jing Yu covered his face and turned his head to lean into Ning Qu's arms.
"I can't bear to see this, it's too vicious." Jing Yu's cheeks turned red.
Suddenly he felt Ning Qu's body trembling too. When he looked up, Ning Qu was covering his mouth with one hand and snickering, while the other hand was placed on Jing Yu's head to prevent him from raising his head.
"Ooooooo, I'm ignoring you." Jing Yu ran away desperately.
Liu Shisan was at a loss. He looked at Jing Yu innocently, and unexpectedly saw a glimmer of light in the other's dead fish eyes, which was the flame of anger.
"Bitch thief! Why did you build a temple for me? Do you want me to die?" Jing Yu grabbed the bricks on the side and chased after him.
Liu Shisan fled in a hurry: "It's not the official, it's those unruly people. I told you to keep the Dragon King Temple and to respect nature, but they didn't listen!"
Ten minutes later, he and Liu Shisan were sitting side by side on the bluestone steps. Jing Yu looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and murmured to himself: "Shushan's mentality is really the best in the world. The world is too boring. I Enlightenment."
Lin'an River is like a blue ribbon, winding between the mountains. The sunlight seems to be broken into pieces and thrown into the river, reflecting the sparkling waves. Jing Yu stares at the river in a daze, and the tiny light spots are like his memory. It needs to be salvaged bit by bit to put it together completely.
"It's great. I wish I could live like this all the time." Jing Yu sighed.
Liu Shisan didn't understand Jing Yu's meaning. He sighed to himself: "Master Jing is young and has plenty of time. I am already old and will return to my hometown for retirement in a few years. I am not from Lin'an, but I regard Lin'an as my home." .”
"Where is Magistrate Liu? I can go see you later." Jing Yu glanced at Liu Shisan who was unhappy beside him.
Liu Shisan muttered: "Not far away, in Jiaozhou in the south. Whenever Mr. Jing's mission goes to the south, he comes to Humble House for a few drinks."
The banquet lasted all day, and Song Qian was drunk again, but his cultivation was completely lost. He no longer looked as high-spirited as before, but his face looked haggard. But he found his sister, and a clear light gradually appeared in his eyes.
As the sun sets in the west, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Jing Yu is there, and so is Liu Shisan.
Ningqu went back to his hometown to pick up his luggage, but he didn't come up all day. The river was surprisingly calm. The abbot of the temple in the mountain also came to attend the banquet. They had a vegetarian banquet by themselves. Jing Yu had never asked the name of the temple until now. It wasn't until the abbot came to see him in person after dinner that he learned that the place on the mountain was Zhaoming Temple. Before leaving, the abbot praised Jing Yu's qualifications and presented him with two magic weapons.
One is a gilt bowl, and the other is a golden Zen robe.
Just as the afterglow of the sun was swallowed up by the distant horizon, the calm river surface became restless. Many carp and river crucian carp jumped out of the water. The scene was once spectacular. Jing Yu smelled danger. He looked at the river in the distance and saw a group of uninvited guests.
At the head is a giant crab holding a halberd, and at the end is an upright crayfish. In the middle is an ice sedan, surrounded by water curtains. A green-white hand poked out from inside, tapping the outside of the carriage with its index finger.
"I hereby announce that from now on, this river will be under the jurisdiction of the second prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea!" A crayfish read out the imperial edict in his hand. (To be continued)
