Wish Junshou and Tianqi

Chapter 18 Catch the Turtle in the Urn of the Banquet of Thousand Years 3
The main hall was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of armor rubbing and heavy patrolling footsteps could be heard.

The shadows of candlelight flowing in the hall are completely different from the "lively" side of Feilou.

Running on the wide corridor in front of him was a thin and thin inner officer, his hat was crooked, and he didn't dare to stop in a hurry. He said weakly while running: "Commander Wei! Something happened!"

Finally running to the entrance of the main hall, Wei Yucheng, who saw him early in the morning, immediately went up to greet him, anxiously and puzzled: "What happened?"

The little internal official was out of breath, bent over and supported his knees and said: "Something happened at the Qianqiu Banquet! There is a mess in Feilou, maybe the assassin has appeared."

"Your Majesty, please invite Commander Wei to quickly bring the guards of the imperial guards to the dinner guests. Those are the nobles of the entire capital city!"

The little internal official screamed from the bottom of his heart, full of anxiety, and only asked Commander Wei to leave quickly, stop asking questions, hesitating!
Without further hesitation, Wei Yucheng quickly counted the number of people, and ordered his subordinates to say: "Take people to guard the main hall and beware of thieves!"

As a result, more than half of the manpower that could be mobilized to guard the main hall was taken away.

When Commander Wei led the imperial army to the Feilou, Chu Shou happened to come from Zhao Qinghuai, and was squatting by a small pool to wash off the bloodstains on the golden arrow. She heard footsteps, and immediately hid in the dark, following the cracks in the branches and leaves. Looking around, Wei Yucheng ran past with several teams of imperial troops, and now the five-step-one-person standard in the main hall was weakened by most of it.

Under the moon, the pond was calm, and the noise from Feilou was still there, and the crickets disappeared after a few chirps. Chu Shou looked at the calm water, pondered for a moment, and then continued on the road.

It's just that it's not the main hall, but the Fengshen Temple behind the main hall, where the gods of the Wu clan are enshrined. Even if the Wu clan is destroyed, the gods will not die.

"My Goddess, I haven't come to see you for a long time. At the beginning... hey, forget it, I don't feel sad for my grandson anymore. Time is urgent, so you can help my grandson again. When this time is over, grandson I will definitely find you a bigger and more beautiful real body."

Chu Shou knelt on the yellow futon, clasped his hands together, with an extremely devout expression.

The Empress of the Goddess had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, she pursed her lips and smiled, squinting her eyes and looked down at her majesticly. Chu Shou kowtowed her head three more times. In front of him is the long-burning incense stick with thick wrists.

Suddenly, the door of the temple behind her was opened, she was startled, and the incense ash on the incense burner was shaken to the ground.

Holding the incense stick and turning her head, she saw that she was wearing a shoe embroidered with gold silk, which had a strange shape and was covered with colored glaze jade beads.

Chu Shou knew that, except for the extravagant eldest princess, there was no one to let anyone else go. Then she let go of her hanging heart, and knelt down and sat back steadily.

The man leaned out from behind the door, with heavy makeup on his face, twisted his face and said with a smile that was not a smile: "I guess you are here."

The hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall, Chu Shou frowned and stood up, ignoring her, walked to the prayer flags hanging down from the tall pillars beside him, blew on the red incense sticks that sparkled, and turned his backhand It was inserted into the prayer flag, and after a while, the prayer flag was only burnt with a black edge and a big hole was made.

She frowned and gave a soft "tsk", attracting Chang Le, who was looking left and right in the hall with a red-rimmed gold robe, and she never made a sound when she got out. Get out of your head.

"Oh... you're fine, go back to sleep." After saying that, Chu Shou turned around, went back under the statue, lifted the black cloth on the altar table, and dug and dug inside...

"It's been a long time since the palace has been in such chaos. I'm so happy that I can't sleep..." Chang Le became more and more excited as he thought about it, and his scarlet lips curled up involuntarily.

"Hey..." Chu Shou pulled out a barrel of old oil from it. The lid was covered with dust. When she was in the palace, she was fascinated by machinery, and she called the goddess of heaven to accompany her day and night. I was making bows and arrows, and this bucket of unused black oil has been hidden here.

Chu Shou thought in his heart, thinking that the Imperial Army would soon finish dealing with the chaos at the banquet. He secretly glanced at the man behind him, cleared his throat, and said, "Can't sleep? I'll give you a better job to pour this oil on these people. On the prayer flags, light the incense for it again, throw the incense and run away after the fire ignites, did you hear me?"

Chang Le looked up and down Chu Shou suspiciously, and suddenly his face became solemn, and he said coldly, "Don't you want to pretend to be on fire, and distract the imperial guards guarding the main hall? Are you crazy? Use the father as bait ?”

Chu Shou raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were bright, he looked at Changle firmly, and said in the same deep voice: "Acting is something that you should enjoy..."

After finishing speaking, she stuffed the incense into Chang Le's hands, and Chang Le's cold face suddenly smiled, her bright red lips seemed to be stained with blood, and she said with her throat closed: "You know me best in the entire capital city."

Chu Shou narrowed his eyes, and with a scrutinizing gaze, he threatened: "You better not let me find out anything, otherwise..."

Before finishing speaking, Chu Shou raised his lips and smiled, not intending to continue, so he strode out of the hall without looking back.

Chang Le lowered his eyes, his expression was a little lonely, his curved eyelashes trembled slightly, he rubbed the lines of the incense with his hands, took a long breath, and said quietly: "Are you really waiting for this princess to do it yourself?"

As soon as the words were finished, several small internal officials walked in one after another from outside the hall. The leader took the incense, and the rest held the oil drum and began to sprinkle oil around.

Soon, the entire Fengshen Temple was engulfed by the sea of ​​flames. The idol pursed its lips and smiled in the dancing flames, squinted its eyes, and quietly watched the surging sea of ​​flames, and its state of great compassion would last forever in this fire.

"Princess, I need to remind you..." A small internal official hesitated to speak, and helped Chang Le to sit on the special soft stool.

Chang Le tightened her armor, supported her chin, her golden armor swept across her white face, her eyes were evil, like a dangerous flower snake, her red lips were as bright as snake letters, and she said coldly: "No, he's doing things Incompetence should also be punished.”

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Chang Le acted much faster than her, and the little internal officer who was in a hurry to call for help to the main hall rushed past her.

The temple of Fengshen was on fire, and big flames filled the hall. After a while, the forbidden army rushed to support. As she expected, there were only six people left in the main hall, four guarding the front door and the back door. The two patrolled back and forth.

With such a weak guard, it's time for the assassin to get into the trap.

Chu Shou avoided the crowds coming and going, lowered his head and tried not to attract attention, stepped on the short steps of the main hall step by step,
Looking into the hall along the windows one after another, the yellowish candle flames are dancing, and the heat wave is rushing forward from the back of the main hall because of the fire, as if it is back to summer.

The entire palace was in chaos, and for a while, shouts filled my ears.

Chu Shou walked close to the main hall in the quiet and dark place. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes and disappeared above the main hall.

Chu Shou was only taken aback for a moment, but his mouth was covered by someone, and he was dragged into a dark and narrow passage beside him.

"Hmm..." She struggled subconsciously twice, the man pulled her into his arms and tightly clasped her fidgeting hands. A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and she gave a soft "shh", signaling She was silent.

Where did she go as a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so she was waiting here...

Before she could react further, through a small window in front of her, two small holes were squarely cut in the thick oil paper, Chu Shou secretly slandered, really good at it, one eye for each...

The man in black hung from the roof, his slender body was nimble and agile. After standing still, he looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the unconscious emperor lying on the bed.

He walked step by step, and took out a sharp dagger from his waist, which shone faintly in the candlelight.

Chu Shou frowned, struggled to get his hand out, put his hand on Song Yanqing's wrist, and signaled him to stop covering her mouth, instead of fighting to death with the assassin, he was covered to death by his big hand.

The passage is quite narrow, with walls on two sides and windows on the other, it is more than enough for one person to stand in, but it is a bit laborious to squeeze two people in.

Chu Shou's back was pressed tightly against Song Yanqing's chest, and the fried hair on his restless head brushed against his neck and chin intentionally or unintentionally. The heartbeats of the two were not very synchronized, and it was unknown whose heartbeat was faster.

Seeing the assassin slowly approaching, Chu Shou raised his eyes and tried to meet Song Yanqing's gaze, and said anxiously: "He is about to stab him!"

Song Yan stared at the assassin steadfastly, and said with a twitch, "It's best not to talk."

Before the words were finished, a puff of blue smoke rose from the inconspicuous window pavilions around the main hall. When Chu Shou looked against the light, it was very obvious, but the smoke dissipated soon, and mixed with the candlelight, moonlight and floating dust in the hall. At the same time, they approached the black-clothed assassin slowly like a poisonous snake, engulfed him, and entangled him.

Immediately afterwards, a person loomed out of the darkness with two knives on his waist. He tightly grasped the handles of the knives, drew them out quickly, and rushed towards the assassin.

When the assassin heard the movement behind him, he immediately turned around, Qingfeng's double knives were about to slash, the man's arms were folded, blocking them abruptly, the refined black iron wrist guards were all cut off, rolled down on the carpet, screaming muffled sound.

The assassin turned around, covered his face, revealing his slender eyes, flashing a trace of murderous intent, but seeing a man and a woman with spears coming out from both sides to surround him, he immediately restrained his energy, turned over and slashed at the bed.

The three of them immediately stepped forward to stop him, Dong Rong swung his spear, forcing the assassin to retreat again and again, the man's body was very flexible, after several rounds, he barely escaped any danger.

Later, Xu Shi realized that it was the same in the hall. The assassin swayed a little, avoiding the spear and double knives, turning over and sticking to the wall. Watching him run away without doing anything. .

Seeing the assassin running away, Chu Shou became anxious and turned to chase after him, but Song Yanqing grabbed her again. He easily grabbed her wrist and held her firmly.

Chu Shou frowned, pointed at the dancing black shadow, and asked, "He's about to run away!"

"That person's title is Jingbi Centipede, a top-notch master in the whole world, and he never expected to catch him alive."

The "alive" in Song Yanqing's mouth refers to the three people in the hall alive...

The wall centipede has a slender body, can climb rocks and walls, and has excellent water quality. As the saying goes, it can dive freely in the water without shadow or sound.

"Then what's the use of letting off such a bunch of cigarettes?"

"It's a specially made poisonous gas. Once he inhales it, if he uses his internal force, his blood will flow back and he will collapse and die."

The well wall centipede is hiding in the palace these days, presumably it must be hiding in some water area in the palace, relying on internal strength to support it, there are very few people in the world who can do what he does.

However, it also makes people curious, who is instigated by him, and why he is so loyal to that person, hiding in the palace for a long time, taking advantage of the chaos in the palace, the person must have agreed to act for him and help him Put His Majesty to death.

"But don't you have to mobilize your internal energy all the time? Then let him stay in the palace..."

Before Chu Shou could finish speaking, he was interrupted. Song Yanqing said with a cold face, "The Metropolitan Procuratorate has the means of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so I don't need to worry about this matter. Those who go to the banquet will be punished." It is arranged to leave the palace one after another, you should go back too."

The three people in the hall followed Song Yanqing. He was dressed in black clothes, alienated and indifferent, and passed Chu Shou with a cold face. His eyes were as flat as lakes, and no emotion could be seen. The familiar fragrance disappeared after embracing him. And stole something from her heart...

The person covered by the quilt on the bed couldn't stop trembling. When there was no sound outside, he lifted the quilt and sat up. His clothes and hair were wet with sweat. He tremblingly held the door and came out. Chu Shou knelt down, crying tears: "Princess! Princess, you are back..."

Chu Shou hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said, "Eunuch Jin Xiao, please get up quickly."

Jin Xiao touched an old tear, and let go of a hanging heart. Since His Majesty's accident, he has been trying to get in touch with the princess, but the imperial concubine and the forbidden army are uncharacteristically, only declaring that His Majesty fell off the horse, and there is no news at all. let reveal.

His Majesty was getting worse and worse, and later all the imperial doctors in the palace asked for advice, begging the noble concubine to go to Fodu Temple to invite the little Zhongshan King to treat His Majesty, and only then did there be hope.

He has been detained in the main hall by the noble concubine on the grounds of accompanying His Majesty, until the princess was called into the palace, and then he dared to sneak out of the palace, and when he hid and hid, the princess had already left the palace, It wasn't until dawn, when the situation took a sudden turn when he was disheartened, that he actually met Miss Sanqian, the maid of the princess, and then spread all kinds of news...

Soon, the princess settled the imperial army and held the imperial concubine under control. Only then was he able to relax. The palace was full of panic because of the assassins, so he helped the little Zhongshan king to quietly send his majesty to Fodu Temple, and he was ordered to Pretending to be His Majesty, concealing people's eyes and ears, and luring the enemy deep.

"I was called into the palace that day. Can you ask someone to send a letter to me when I leave the palace?" Chu Shouhu asked. The little eunuch she favored was really strange.

Eunuch Jin Xiao shook his head vigorously, and said: "I was detained in the palace for a few days, and I didn't have this opportunity. Except for the old slave, no one who accompanied me that day had seen the assassin, and the old slave only saw the pair of pushers. Your Majesty's hand is indeed a woman."

It was His Majesty who wanted to climb the flying tower in person, and left him and Commander Wei to wait below. He looked at His Majesty on the top floor from a distance, and told him to be careful, but it was too late, and he saw a pair of hands coming out and slapping him. His Majesty pushed him down. When the assassin was fighting with the people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate just now, although he was afraid, he also saw it. It was definitely not the one who pushed His Majesty to fall from the building that day.

After hearing this, Chu Shou nodded, and couldn't help frowning. One after another, the situation became chaotic. She scanned the faces of everyone at today's banquet in her mind, whether it was the noble concubine who had failed in all her efforts, or the old concubine who pretended to be the first bird. Or the eldest princess Su Shi who looks like a poisonous snake?Rong? ...Who is helping her, and who is stopping her...

　Who is it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)