nine thousand years old

Chapter 19
call!
The cold wind mixed with the remnant snow whizzed past in the courtyard, setting off bursts of white snow mist, and the blood wax plum with a hint of crimson stood proudly, with a few petals falling with the wind, dotted on the dark ground , like mottled blood.

Behind the blood wintersweet is a bamboo forest several feet square, with slender fallen leaves all over the ground, and the bluestone road has been cleaned cleanly, without even the slightest residual snow, winding to the deep courtyard. The elegant and secluded cottage.

Looking along the faint light, a slightly burly figure was standing in front of the window, wearing gray casual clothes. Although the window was open and the gray beard and hair blown by the cold wind were flying, the man did not have the slightest fear of the cold. Focused, the wolf hair in his hand waved quickly, leaving handwriting like a knife and a sword on the bright red paper.

This person was the most powerful figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xiong Yuting, who was in charge of the state.

"If one day ascends to Lingyun Palace, dare to laugh at the fact that there is no husband in the world!"

After a while, after writing a pair of couplets, Xiong Yuting dried up the ink on it, held it up and showed it to the figure opposite, and asked with a trace of respect in his tone,

"Mr. Shen, has the old man's handwriting improved?"

Following his gaze, there was a thin middle-aged man standing opposite the table, with a modest appearance like jade, with a scholarly spirit rippling between his brows, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and those eyes were As deep as an ancient well and secluded pool, it is easy for people to fall into it at a glance.

On his back was a middle-aged man with a three-foot long sword wrapped in gray silk cloth. His eyes were indifferent and arrogant. He glanced at the couplets, but he said softly,

"The font has a shape, but the artistic conception is ambitious and broad-minded. Overall, it has improved a lot compared to before."

"Haha... the hard work of this old man in the past six months is not in vain, and I can finally get a compliment from Mr. Shen. It is said that this hand that is used to holding a sword is somewhat uncomfortable with practicing writing, haha..."

Although there was a lot of disrespect in the middle-aged scholar's words, Xiong Yuting was not angry at all. Instead, he was complacent because of the great improvement in that sentence, and couldn't help admiring the couplet.

After looking at it for a while, Xiong Yuting put down the couplet, turned around and came to the open window, and at this time the face was also revealed, broad and square, with boundless arrogance exuding from the thick brows, and the arrogance of looking down on the world, a pair of eyes like a dragon The tiger, glowing in the night, seemed to be frightened by the wind and snow all over the sky, not daring to go forward.

He pondered for a moment, sighed, and said,
"Mr. Shen, this old man is about to achieve great things. I really don't want to share this great river and mountains with this old man? I can assure you that you are under one person and above ten thousand people. You have no restrictions on life and death. Even your Qilin Pavilion disciples can be like you. Entering the court with a sword in hand, you are not subject to any rules of etiquette!"

"Xiong Fuguo!"

The middle-aged scholar's face froze for a moment, a trace of disdain flashed across his pupils, and he said,

"Shen Mou helped you succeed, not for high-ranking officials and rich salary, but to avenge the thirteen disciples of my Kirin Pavilion, plus Shen Mou's father, mother, and grandfather who were slaughtered by the Wu family."

"After the matter is completed, you only need to hand over Wu Chong to Shen as we agreed in advance, and Shen will take him back to the forbidden area of ​​Qilin Pavilion, and sacrifice his blood to the innocent souls there!"

"Mr. Shen, you are such a great talent, with the best strategy in the world, and you are known as the number one counselor in the Central Plains, but you are willing to spend your time in the mountains and wilderness. It is really a waste..."

Xiong Yuting frowned slightly, the regret in his tone became more and more obvious, and at the same time, there was a trace of imperceptible fear. He was able to go from an unknown soldier to his current position, with power over the world, and the throne of the Great Zhou was close at hand. Relying on the opponent's unparalleled strategy, he really couldn't bear to part with such an evil person, and he didn't dare to let him go.

"Xiong Fuguo doesn't need to persuade you anymore!"

The middle-aged scholar shook his head indifferently, chuckled lightly,
"The purpose of my establishment of the Qilin Pavilion is only to study academic wisdom, not to fight against the court and deceive each other. If it is not for revenge, Shen will not violate the ancestral precepts and assist you in destroying the martial arts. Now the big revenge will be avenged. Shen It is natural to leave, and it is absolutely impossible to step into the court half a step!"

"I also ask Xiong Fuguo to be considerate!"

"Hey……"

Xiong Yuting sighed deeply, and slowly landed on the window pane with his thick, dry and calloused hands, and in his slightly lowered eyes, there was a faint and imperceptible cold light surging.

"Shen Liuyuan..."

"Your Qilin Pavilion is so evil, how could this old man let you enjoy the mountains and rivers..."

"Afterwards, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

He muttered to himself.

The middle-aged scholar didn't know if he had sensed Xiong Yuting's thoughts, his eyes swept over his slightly tense palms, he sighed secretly, and said no more.

The atmosphere in the room was vaguely dead silent.

"My lord Fuguo, the empress has sent someone over, something happened in the palace, please go to the front hall as soon as possible."

Suddenly, a frightened and anxious voice came from behind the bamboo forest. Xiong Yuting's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly pushed the door out. Shen Liuyuan took a last look at the couplet on the desk, and followed him out.

"What happened?"

Soon, Xiong Yuting and Shen Liuyuan came to the front hall of the Xiong Mansion. The cold wind was howling and the lights were flickering. The thin Pan Renyi was terrified and knelt on the ground tremblingly, telling everything that happened in Fengyi Palace.

"Yu'er beat the little emperor to death?"

After listening to Pan Renyi's narration, Xiong Yuting frowned slightly. Although the overall situation has been decided, the Great Zhou Dynasty will belong to the Xiong family sooner or later, but in their plan, Wu Chong's life is still of some use, at least they must first get Chuan Guo Yuxi said again.

The daughter's approach was a little too impulsive.

"Mr. Shen, what do you think we should do now?"

Xiong Yuting was at a loss for a while, and looked at Shen Liuyuan. The latter frowned, carefully looked at Pan Renyi who was kneeling on the ground, hesitated, and asked,

"What happened at that time, please tell me clearly."

"The little one was waiting at the gate of Fengyi Palace, and then saw His Majesty coming to Fengyi Palace, reeking of alcohol, shouting loudly to see the empress, and then they went into the palace, and then there was a dispute, and then ..."

"When the little one was called in again, His Majesty was already lying on the ground covered in blood, he was out of breath!"

Pan Renyi's voice was trembling, his body was still trembling, and his speech was a little incoherent. After a pause, he added,
"I heard a little, it seems that His Majesty wants the empress to sleep with you..."

Shen Liuyuan frowned slightly, and his eyes kept flickering, but there was nothing abnormal about Pan Renyi. Even if he spoke incoherently and illogically, he might have been frightened. After pondering for a moment, he said,
"Since the empress let us enter the palace, then Xiong Fuguo should go to the palace to have a look, so as to know the real reason of the matter. Perhaps, the empress has something to tell us, not necessarily!"

What he said was very cryptic, but Xiong Yuting immediately understood that the matter was of great importance, especially the fact that they were secretly looking for the Jade Seal of Chuanguo.

"Walk."

Xiong Yuting got up abruptly, and someone immediately handed over the blue-black robe. After tidying up, he took Shen Liuyuan and walked towards the outside of the mansion. When he reached the door, he met a burly, awe-inspiring man with a knife general.

Shen Liuyuan's eyes flickered, reminding Xiong Yuting,
"Xiong Fuguo, do you want General Chen to accompany you with the dead men in the mansion?"

"No need. If you go to the palace at night and bring too many people, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. That guy Chen Bingli still has some energy. If he knows about the little emperor, something will inevitably go wrong. It's best not to alarm him!"

"Besides, the entire imperial city, as well as the inner court, are all under Xiong's control, so what danger can there be? Even if it's the worst, if there is any accident, with Mr. Shen by my side, nothing will go wrong!"

"This old man can trust Mr. Shen!"

Xiong Yuting laughed with extra confidence and strode away. Shen Liuyuan frowned and followed without saying a word.

There was a sound of horseshoes, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared in the cold night wind.

The kneeling general stood up slowly, glanced at the direction the two left, and there was an imperceptible contempt on his rough face, and he said to himself,
"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, Mr. Fuguo is all about this Mr. Shen. What's so great about him, isn't it just that he has better martial arts and a better brain?"

"Master Fuguo's peerless feats were not achieved by those of us on the battlefield..."

"General Zhang, please keep your voice down. Mr. Shen has a big face with Mr. Fuguo. Last time Commander Zhang of the garrison had a bad attitude and was punished by [-] boards!"

A guard reminded in a low voice.

"I know...huh!"

The general waved his hand impatiently, turned around and walked towards the inner house...

(End of this chapter)