Qianqing Palace.
A figure climbed over the wall and tiles, walking through the garden.
At this time, the mist is like a curtain, and there are many shadows.
The palace guards and royal guards came and went, completely unaware that someone was trespassing.
In fact.
The tall figure did not deliberately hide his appearance.
He just breathed out under his tongue, with endless murderous intent brewing in his chest, and his figure was erratic and agile, like a ghost.
Even if someone saw him, they would just rub their eyes and think it was a dazzle.
The person who came was none other than Yang Lin.
After he clearly understood the advanced true meaning of Plum Blossom Boxing.
Then I understood that I had been having a hard time solving my problems all these years.
He kept avoiding it because he was dissatisfied with the Ming court and ignored the Manchus entering the pass.
But I didn't expect it.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he had a deep regret.
No matter how useless the court is, it is still our own court.
After the Qing troops entered the pass, no matter how hard they tried to govern.
No matter how stable the people live, they are still slaves of the barbarians.
They are pigs worse than life and death.
The truth makes sense.
Only then did he realize that he had been suppressing his true nature and escaping from the world.
However, there is no way to escape.
Some things must be faced after all.
I want to live a good life, keep my family safe, and keep the world stable.
It doesn't come from compromise.
What is needed is actually a bloody blade.
Without awe, where can there be respect?
The reason is simple.
Unfortunately, I seemed to understand it too late.
He almost lost his family and died miserably.
Even if Tangyin County Magistrate Du Ziming and his cronies were killed, Yang Lin still could not solve the fundamental problem.
Over the years, he has gained some fame among the people and the green forest.
In the orthodox officialdom and interpersonal relationships, he has made no achievements.
Even if he wanted to rescue his daughter, son-in-law, and his newly born grandson Nan'er.
I can't think of any effective way.
Of course, nothing can be done.
There is another way, the simplest way.
That is, ask the emperor if he dares to go his own way and kill Dai Yunsong's family?
Moreover, he was afraid that he was not convincing enough, so he decided to meet Kangxi in person and ask this prosperous emperor who had a "very good reputation" face to face.
The essence of Plum Blossom Breath is that there is a sense of arrogance in the chest and a certain character.
But by breathing in and out, you can accumulate the true breath, strengthen the five internal organs, cultivate a breath of vitality, and strengthen the body and spirit.
The external appearance is that he is strong but not obvious, and he is proud but not respectful.
He is obviously powerful, but externally, he is ordinary and ordinary, making people unable to see much of his existence. He has a sense of being in harmony with the mountains and rivers.
'Beautiful but not contentious, with a subtle fragrance floating around. '
The true meaning of the eight characters passed through my heart.
Yang Lin's figure became faster and faster.
When he drove straight in and rushed into Qianqing Palace, gongs and whistles sounded all around, as well as many shouts for help.
Behind him fell four armored soldiers, and in front of him was a young eunuch who had just turned his head with a look of horror on his face.
A young man in bright yellow clothes, with powerful eyes, was correcting the memorial by the bright candlelight.
'It is rumored that Emperor Kangxi has been diligent in government since he ascended the throne, and often rested in the Palace of Qianqing. The news is indeed correct. '
Yang Lin smiled when he saw the man's momentum.
He discovered that he was actually very strange.
He had absolutely no feeling for the emperor who was sacred and majestic in the eyes of the people.
He felt that the other party was just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to sit on a high chair.
There is no civil and military personnel in the dynasty, and no soldiers to protect them.
Not even more powerful than an ordinary person.
'Thankfully I came here to learn boxing, not to rebel. Otherwise, you would have been gone long ago. '
Yang Lin secretly shook his head.
He really just came to learn the boxing skills, break through the bright energy and strengthen the bones to achieve the perfection of muscle training. He really didn't care too much about the rest.
The rise and fall of a family and a country, and the distinction between Huayi and Huayi.
It doesn't have much to do with him as a transient passerby.
However, since we have settled in this body, we must accept its cause and effect and resolve its grievances.
He couldn't pull up his pants and not recognize someone.
Even the imaginary world is not the real world that actually exists.
His youngest daughter Zhou Yumei also gave him a good experience of the joy of being a father.
And Yun Niang...
Sometimes, for some things, there is actually no reason to take action.
It's just that the reasons are pretentious to say.
It's better not to say anything.
Just do it.
Such as now.
He just wanted to give this Ninth Five Supreme Being a lesson.
Let the other person know.
In this world, it's not like he can do whatever he wants.
There are too many people who would stop at nothing to take his head off.
The first sight of Kangxi.
Yang Lin had countless strange thoughts in his heart.
There isn't much hatred.
Strictly speaking, he was not a Ming Dynasty person, and he had no thoughts of rebelling against the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, his mind was clear and his boxing skills had improved greatly. Strictly speaking, he had to thank the braided emperor.
Of course, in his own way of "gratitude".
As soon as he moved, he arrived in front of Kangxi. Yang Lin smiled slightly and struck the side of the opponent's neck with a palm.
Sneak in silently and destroy the enemy's leader.
He didn't even use the knife.
Come in easily.
And left easily.
Only the slightly messy imperial study room was left.
…
When Kangxi woke up again.
It was late at night.
The first time he reached out and touched his neck, the look of shock on his face did not fade away, and he let out a long breath.
"Fortunately, it's okay."
"It must be just some hidden master who came to give a warning, but he came here for no apparent reason?"
He knows that there are still powerful masters in this world.
However, it is this kind of masters and celebrities who need the least to worry about.
Anyone who has achieved success and fame will never be proud.
They have too many needs, too many desires, and each represents the meaning of many people.
No matter who it is, no one dares to actually kill him.
The consequences would be too serious.
"Pass an order to allow Taoist Priest Zhaoyang and the eminent monk Chengguang to enter the palace, and also to send a guard from the imperial army to the palace to escort him."
Kangxi, who was relieved just now, just handed down the decree, glanced at the imperial case, and his eyes shrank slightly.
I was greatly frightened.
There is a lock of long black hair.
The cut is smooth,
Placed neatly on the table.
He touched the back of his head and found that most of his hair had been cut off...
The memorial documents on the table quietly made a slight rustling sound as the breeze entered the hall.
What is written on the paper is the whole story of "Yun Shui Ji"'s taboo, as well as the decision to punish Dai Yunsong Zhubi.
'Behead and decide, the nine Yi tribes...'
But behind this judgment, at this time, there were two short poems inexplicably.
The handwriting is drawn with iron hooks and is swayed freely and freely.
"How much is an emperor's head worth?"
…
Soon, Taoist priest Zhaoyang from Chongyang Palace, monk Chengguang from Wutai Mountain, and the elite of the Forbidden Army all arrived.
The three floors outside the royal study were surrounded by water.
When Kangxi saw these people arriving, he felt a little more at ease.
I'm also in the mood to take a look at the things on the imperial case.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more ashamed and angry he became.
I just felt that the strand of hair and the two lines of scarlet writing were full of mockery.
Obviously, this is what he is telling himself.
If you have the ability, try killing Dai Yunsong.
Let’s see if it’s your head that’s falling faster, or the heads of those involved in the Yunshui case?
"Check, check hard..."
"Kill, kill all of Dai Yunsong's family, young and old.
After crushing his bones and raising ashes, he will go on a rampage to capture and kill the plum blossom thieves..."
After all, Kangxi was a powerful character with extremely thoughtful thinking.
Not only did he notice the threatening meaning in that poem, but he also saw the cinnabar left behind the words forming a bloody plum blossom.
