Chapter 85: The wind is strong and the rain is heavy, I will send you off

Chapter 85: The wind is strong and the rain is heavy, I will send you off

Chapter 85: The wind is strong and the rain is heavy, I will send you off

June day, children's noodles.

An hour ago, I was still admiring the moon from a high building, and now raindrops as big as beans are falling.

"Ah, it's raining." Zhao Duan raised his head and listened to the dense drum-like sound of the awning above his head. He retracted his fingers, as if he was awakened from a drunken state by the thunder.

He stood up, took a look at the hangover soup, but didn't risk drinking it. He said:
"The younger generation has to go home, otherwise the women at home will worry."

After saying this, he saw the old man in front of him staring at the table in a daze, and he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He took big steps and ran towards home in the wind and rain.

It disappeared in a short while.

In the rainy world, every business is closed, leaving only this corner of the city with red lanterns swaying.

Zhang Yanyi stared quietly at the three crooked words "Dao Sheng Yi" written on the table next to the steaming bowl of soup.

Seems distracted.

I can't help but wonder, are there really people in this world who are born with knowledge?

The talk of accepting a disciple was just a joke at first, but now he seems to be taking it seriously... Unfortunately, the royal family got there first, so even with his status, it's not easy to snatch it away.

Lets see……

"Old man, come into the shop and take shelter from the rain."

The owner of the soup and noodle shop now took down the closing sign and began to move the tables and chairs outside into the shop.

Zhang Yan came back to his senses, suddenly raised his hand and lightly brushed the table, stood up and said with a smile:
"No need, it's time for me to go home."

As he spoke, he put down the silver and his tall and straight body sank straight into the strong wind.

His eyes turned to the direction where Zhao Duan disappeared, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting.

The old Taoist priest suddenly waved his hand in the air, and then, with his hands clasped in his sleeves, he walked towards the Taoist temple like an old man in the secular world, muttering:
"It's windy and rainy, so I'll give you a ride."

The soup and noodle shop owner came to the table, looked at the almost untouched hangover soup on the table, and shook his head:
"Two weirdos."

He picked up the soup bowl, picked up the rag to wipe the water stains on the table, and then froze.

On the rotten wooden table, I saw the three words "Dao Sheng Yi" (Dao Sheng Yi) were deeply engraved into the wood and could not be wiped off.

……

In a secluded street that Zhao Duan must pass through.

Wearing night clothes and with a spear tied to his back with a cloth strip, Wu Ling hid under the eaves. Above his mask, his brows frowned and then relaxed.

As a member of the Kuangfu Society hiding in the capital, he was ordered to kill the pretty boy kept by the empress tonight.

Although the intelligence mentioned that the other side's military strength has improved recently, Wu Ling is still fully confident.

After he left the Bafang Theater, he came here to wait, but he didn't expect the weather to change in the middle of the night.

But it’s also good. The worse the weather, the fewer people there are.

The only worry is that Zhao thief will find a place to hide from the rain and change his itinerary.

"coming!"

Wu Ling's ears moved slightly, and a blue light flashed across her delicate pupils, as if she could see through the darkness.

He was full of energy. He raised his hand and pulled out the spear behind him with just a shake.

With a "hissing" sound, the cloth strips wrapped around the weapon fell off, revealing a weapon with a cold and sharp glow.

Wu Ling stepped into the rain and ran along the empty streets, his momentum rising steadily.

The nightgown on his body suddenly turned into a set of "Wusheng" costumes worn on the stage, and his face was covered with a painted mask.

Two extremely long feathers extended from the top of his head, one on each side of his body, and behind his neck a number of command flags fluttered in the wind.

In the darkness, there was a faint sound of gongs and drums, and martial artists entered the stage, filling the air with murderous intent.

However, the next second, Wu Ling, whose momentum had just reached its peak, suddenly looked up in horror.

I only felt that in the deep night, there was a vast and boundless breath, as deep as the ocean.

In an instant, he was like an ant in front of the waves, his body stopped and his body was blown away like sand in the wind.

Silently, it turned into ashes.

After a while, Zhao Du'an, with all his martial spirit, covered his head with his hands, and ran over from a distance, looking a little embarrassed.

When passing by this area, he looked doubtfully at a flowered spear wrapped in rags in a puddle on the ground and shook his head:
"Who dropped something..."

The boots stepped into the pit, splashing a large amount of water, and passed straight past without stopping.

They knew nothing about the "battle" that had just taken place.

……

Bafang Theater.

In a bedroom, Wu Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper!
He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.

Looking up, I saw the "God of Drama" hanging on the wall burning and curling up out of thin air.

"What kind of power is that?"

Wu Ling's pupils were dilated and he was extremely frightened, like a little animal that was extremely frightened.

"Is someone protecting him? Who is it? The fake emperor?" This famous figure in Beijing, who has become famous in recent days, gasped for breath in fear.

……

Imperial Palace, Yangxin Hall.

After the empress and Zhao Du'an went to the Emperor's Tower, the palace maids who stayed behind in the palace began to fill water for the bathing pool.

Whenever the saint came back drunk, bathing was a must-do for him.

This time is no exception.

When Xu Zhenguan finished his bath, changed into dry clothes and returned to his bedroom, all the fatigue in his body seemed to have melted away.

After bathing, the empress's long hair hung wetly behind her waist, her skin was white and rosy, and the tension of the day was replaced by relaxation of the night.

Xu Zhenguan sat in front of the dressing mirror, with a pair of white, tender, slender and delicate jade feet stepping on the precious carpet covering the floor.

An ordinary woman's dressing table is always filled with various rouge and powder.

But the empress only had the simplest comb, a bronze mirror and an eyebrow razor.

But today, there is a porcelain vase with a warm color on the table.

"Rose Dew..."

Xu Zhenguan picked up the porcelain bottle lazily, unscrewed the stopper, put it to his nose and sniffed it. Suddenly, a rich and fragrant floral scent filled his nose.

The Queen of Dayu was stunned for a moment, and her eyes brightened a little.

As an emperor, countless spices were presented as tribute to the palace.

But such an elegant and pleasant dew-like object is rare in life.

"If I turn ordinary roses into dew, can it smell like this?"

Xu Zhenguan didn't understand how this thing was made, he just found it amazing.

Recalling what Zhao Duan said, she carefully poured a little "perfume" into her palm and sprinkled it on her body.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Your Majesty."

Xu Zhenguan put down the perfume and said softly, "Come in."

The female official Mo Chou pushed the door open and walked in. She looked up and saw that he looked normal. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

It seems that Your Majesty only had a meal with that hypocritical villain and was not really deceived by his sweet words, and nothing else happened.

"Your Majesty has called me here. What instructions do you have for me?" Mo Chou asked.

Xu Zhenguan said calmly:

"Mr. Yuan recommended Zhao Duan to the Imperial Court to temporarily replace Lihuatang as the Chief Justice. However, the Imperial Court is a complicated place and Lihuatang is even more complicated and difficult to tame.

Zhao Duan has just arrived and may have difficulty gaining a foothold, so you should go there for me to support him. The people I send cannot lose face on the first day."

It seemed from his words that the Lihua Hall in the imperial court was a den of dragons and tigers.

Zhao Duan? Renzhao Yajisi?!

Mo Chou was stunned, her eyes slightly widened, and she was shocked by this appointment.

Even if it is just "temporary", it is an exceptional promotion.

Is it because of his contribution as a pawn in the "anti-Pei" incident, executing Yuan Gong's plan?

But even if he had made some achievements, they would not be enough. Moreover, not just any useless person could take the position of the Imperial Court Jisi.

In order to protect Zhao Duan and prevent him from being in the spotlight, Xu Zhenguan and Yuan Li tacitly decided to cover up Zhao Duan's real contribution in the "anti-Pei" operation.

Just go with the flow and say it was Yuan Li's plan, and Zhao Duan was only responsible for its execution.

In this way, the artillery fire of the "Li Party" will be directed at the enemy's main force, and not too much will be poured on Zhao Duan.

Therefore, even Mo Zhaorong did not understand the inside story and naturally found it difficult to understand this appointment.

But as the emperor's close attendant, when the empress makes a clear decision, she will still firmly carry it out no matter how confused she is.

This is also the reason why she can hold the position of "first female official":

"The slaves obey the order."

Xu Zhenguan said "yeah" and yawned tiredly:

"Go back."

"Yes." Mo Chou answered, and just as she was about to leave, she couldn't help but sniff and suddenly said:
"Your Majesty, have you changed the spices today? This smells good."

Xu Zhenguan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and was about to speak when he suddenly heard thunder and lightning outside.

The Queen of Dayu suddenly looked into the distance and frowned slightly.

Sensing the disturbance in the Way of Heaven and just as he was about to scan it with his powerful divine sense, he discovered that all traces of the Way of Heaven had disappeared and there was a sense of familiarity.

Xu Zhenguan relaxed his brows, thinking that it was the old Taoist's breath, and that would be fine.

But it has been a long time since Tianshi Zhang appeared. Could it be that he had some enlightenment tonight? He actually caused the celestial phenomena to...

The empress felt a hidden anxiety in her heart, and she became more and more eager to enter the true "heavenly realm" as soon as possible.

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I got up at three in the morning to write this chapter, so it will be updated on time. But the next chapter will be a new one, which is the most difficult to write. I need to sort out the details, so the next chapter may really be delayed... maybe not.

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