Sheng Fu

Chapter 51 Sudden Heavy Snow

At dusk, at the gate of Bailu Pavilion.

Jing Peiyao is still holding the iron sword of two taels of silver, and Yu Wenjun is holding Duan Nian, this time there will be no black lion playing the role of defeating the general.

Both of them changed into night clothes, the dusk faded, the night came from all directions, and the hunting began.

The difference between Jinfu Alley and other alleys is that there are no people living here, and most of the people who settle here are rich merchants.

It can be seen from the name of the alley that there are also many high-ranking officials in the court who impeach Jinfu Alley. The houses and mansions in this alley are too luxuriously built, and they feel that merchants have robbed scholars in the imperial city. Being in the limelight is something that is not worthy of acquiescence, and it violates the rules.

When it came to the word "rules", the then Prime Minister Qiuqing would definitely say a few words of weight, but he had no objection to Jinfu Alley, so he chose to turn a blind eye.

Rules are a must, and it is unavoidable that the water is clear and there are no fish.

Jinfu Alley violated some kind of taboo, and it was even extremely glaring in front of the word "rules", but in His Majesty's heart, the people who live here are similar to the pigs in the pigsty. When the time is right, they will definitely kill them. meat eaters.

In a certain courtyard, Ji Tong, the second son of the Ji family, is taking a walk in the courtyard. The son is dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, and there are two beautiful maids following him with light feet.

This son originally planned to go to the best brothel after he came to the imperial city, drink a few cups of flower wine with the oiran, and then go boating on the small lake to enjoy the addiction of being a son.

Life in the north is too hard. In addition to practicing day after day, you also have to deal with family affairs. When a young man starts to do something, it is mature and sensible to put it bluntly, and it is to cultivate value Not much anymore.

But after he really came to the imperial city, Ji Tong didn't go to the brothel, nor did he go boating in the small lake, at most he wandered around the streets and alleys.

Because there are too many people who have the same idea as him, he doesn't like elegant places with too many people.

When the night wind blew in, Ji Tong's heart skipped a beat, and the two beautiful maids fell to the ground silently behind him.

The sudden change made the second young master feel complacent. Looking back, the two men in black had already appeared in front of him.

Wearing a black mask on his face, Ji Tong joked: "Seeing that you are not very old, how can you learn how to work as a male and female partner without getting tired?"

When Jing Peiyao heard this, she immediately drew out her long sword and hung it on Ji Tong's neck. Beads of sweat oozed from the second son's forehead, and he felt a murderous aura that seemed to have materialized.

Yu Wenjun didn't show his abandonment, and waved his sleeves slightly, sealing Ji Tong's true energy.

"I want to ask you a few questions, I hope you can cooperate as much as possible." Yuwen Jun said.

Ji Tong said with a playful smile: "I overlooked some things, for example, I should bring a guard with a fair cultivation base, in that case, I would not suffer this humiliation, but I thought about it, if I really brought a guard A guard with a decent level of cultivation, in front of so many eyes in the imperial city, is tantamount to calling himself a fool."

"Playing black under the lights is risky. I hope you two will not make the mistake I made tonight in the future."

Yu Wenjun asked: "Why did Empress Fuyao come to the imperial city?"

After Ji Tong heard about it, he said innocently: "I really don't know about it. I'm just a young man. The adults at home won't let me handle such important matters."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "I've read your "Zonghengzhizhi" writing style is a little rusty, but the content is worthy of scrutiny, otherwise you would not live in this Jinfu alley."

"You still hold a lot of weight in my heart."

Ji Tong frowned, his "Vertical and Horizontal Strategies" was only circulated in a small area in the north, how did this person know about it.

"Who are you?" Ji Tong asked in a deep voice.

Yu Wenjun replied: "You haven't answered my question yet."

There is no doubt about the ability of the Strategist, but the word of mouth is not satisfactory. For the second son of the Ji family who has no ambitions in the north, being able to write "The Strategies of Strategies" shows that he must not be a law-abiding person.

The rebellion was not obvious, maybe the elders in the family had already seen some clues, considering that the second son was still a bit of a unicorn, so he took a wait-and-see attitude towards his rebellion.

It is not ruled out that the second son will come from behind the scenes to the front of the stage in the future.

Ji Tong said with a strange smile: "I keep silent, because I don't believe that you really dare to kill me."

Tension is nervous, everyone is nervous in the face of life and death, and the strength of character that should be there cannot be rotten.

Jing Peiyao is too lazy to talk nonsense, she is here tonight to kill people, she really doesn't like this Mr. Jitong, just about to make a move, suddenly snow falls in the night sky.

It was a small snowflake at first, and then it gradually turned into a heavy snow.

It's not yet late autumn, and the leaves have not been swept away by the autumn wind. Where did the big grievances appear, and there was such a heavy snow tonight?

A heavy snowflake fell on the spine of Jing Peiyao's sword. After a rough estimate, this snowflake was heavier than the iron sword in Jing Peiyao's hand.

Not to mention the momentum of the sword that crushed Jing Peiyao, it even pushed Ji Tong to the ground.

A vague breath fell on the shoulders of Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao, as if it was a lead leading them to a certain place.

The two looked at each other, and Jing Peiyao said in a daze, "Could it be that some outsiders knew about your plan?"

The sudden appearance of unreasonable hands caught Yu Wenjun off guard, and he said thoughtfully, "Follow this aura and take a look."

"The opponent can stop us just right, and can also kill us just right."

Jing Peiyao returned her long sword to its sheath, and Yu Wenjun followed the breath.

A heavy snowfall fell on the entire imperial city. Most people didn't feel any difference except that the weather was a little weird. Only a very few people noticed that the snowflakes falling on their bodies were heavy.

Xie Yiming and Sui Ting, who walked out of the tavern, looked suspiciously at the falling snow in the night sky. After a while, Xie Yiming said in a deep voice, "I don't know if people will die tonight. A sudden change in the climate will increase the number of accidents."

Sui Ting said uncertainly, "Maybe it's just a warning."

The two soon stopped guessing the nature of the matter, since it had nothing to do with them anyway, but they rushed back to the post station much faster than usual.

Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao walked out of Jinfu Alley, avoiding the crowds on the street, and walked against the wind all the way, following this breath, they came to the river outside the imperial city.

A water pavilion was built by the river, and the snowflakes fell all over the river and fell to the mountains in the four fields, covering thousands of miles, covered with silver, the snow fell much bigger than imagined.

The water pavilions and terraces are exquisite, covered with a layer of silver light, giving birth to a holy charm.

Someone was watching the snow scene by the river, but she was wearing a jet-black silk dress instead of a white dress to blend in with the snow. This woman was originally out of place in this world.

Empress Fuyao turned around and invited the two young people: "Come in, I can take off the mask on your face, if you like to wear a mask, I won't stop you."

The two took off their clothes and walked up to Empress Fuyao.

On the table next to him was a sword stand. On the sword stand was a three-foot long sword. The scabbard was as black as ink, and strange inscriptions were engraved on it.

From Yu Wenjun's point of view, this scabbard is made of the spine of a giant dragon, and it is priceless in the true sense!
(End of this chapter)