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Chapter 76
"Second brother, it's done."
Lu Zhun pushed open the door and came in. He was still wearing decent clothes, but his new boots were stained with mud, and his cascading sleeves were rolled with two or three leaves. He went out of the city, walked along the north, and walked through the post house within 300 miles.
He is like a boy who sells money. All the little Jia who handles the goods, the escort of the escort, and the people in the rivers and lakes who come and go, all receive the blessing money from him for auspiciousness.
Rong Luoyun sat at the table, the tea was warm enough to dry, and he filled Lu Zhun a bowl. Lu Zhun was so thirsty that he drank the bowl in one gulp, and said, "In these two days, they will spread the news of the victory of the first battle of Saibei."
After that, he asked, "Second brother, can it be done?"
Rong Luoyun said: "People who come and go often buy and sell news, they take money and let them do whatever they want." There was a plate of boiled broad beans in front of him, he twisted one, "Look, Chang'an City will soon be crowded. Everyone knows."
Lu Zhun had doubts in his heart: "The huge Chang'an City can spread all over the city just by what we manage?"
Rong Luoyun smiled slightly, pinched the broad beans, and flicked his fingers towards the window with his backhand. The window was knocked open, and the lively energy of the street rushed into the room. It is so hot, without him, just because it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in two days.
In good times, who doesn't want to hear good news?
Once the news enters the city, word of mouth will surely add joy to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lu Zhun looked down from the window: "I said why there are so many people, so it is." His tone was not good, like making a scabbard of silk and silk, with all the sharp blades stabbing outside, "Saibei has been fighting fiercely for many days, and there is actually a mind inside the gate. The lanterns are colorful, the gongs and drums are loud!"
Rong Luoyun said, "The people just look at the face of the palace." Two days later, the palace will hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and everything will be arranged.
Lu Zhun looked angry, closed the window tightly, and turned back to the table next to Rong Luoyun. He glanced at the corner of the wall, covered his mouth and whispered: "Second brother, Saibei has not won a great victory, why do you spread it to decorate peace?"
Rong Luoyun also glanced at the corner of the wall and replied in a low voice: "Sai Bei's victory, General Huo's invincibility is the wish of ordinary people. But if you collude with the barbarians and are hostile to the Huo family, you probably won't be able to sit still."
Once you can't sit still, you will be exposed.
Lu Zhun said suddenly, "It was spread to Chen Ruoyin!"
Rong Luoyun chewed the broad beans, rubbed his chin towards the corner, and said, "I went to visit the Prime Minister's mansion every night, and finally intercepted this spy."
The corner of the wall seemed to be leaning against a person. Although he was dressed as a Han Chinese, his face was different. Deep eye sockets, high nasal bones, and thick eyebrows like ink dye, are the appearance of Turks.
"Second brother, how to deal with this person?" Lu Zhun asked.
On the day when the mountain was thin, Rong Luoyun replied, "After the sunset has faded, someone will come to fetch it."
The long street is covered with rays of light, day and night, always bustling, but here is a bustling scene, don't know how the desert is, will there be corpses everywhere?
Huo Zhao, the Marquis of Dingbei, is still injured, will General Huo, who is in command, be safe?
Rong Luoyun couldn't solve his worries, twisted the broad beans into bean paste, and didn't realize it was night. Dong dong, someone knocked on the door twice, he looked up and asked, "Who is it?"
The other party replied: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, send sachets."
Rong Luoyun asked again, "What kind of fragrance?"
The other party said: "If you are blindly obsessed, can the son please?"
Rong Luoyun got up and opened the door, the other party came in, took out a letter from his arms and gave it to him. He took it and pointed to the corner of the wall, where there was a burden that could not hide an adult man.
If the bones are all broken, they can be put together.
The other party picked up the "burden" easily and left the inn brightly. As soon as the person left, Rong Luoyun took out the letter and read the words in the letter by candlelight. Lu Zhun came over and asked quietly, "Second brother, is this a secret letter from the third prince?"
Rong Luoyun said: "The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is the arrangement in the palace."
From this, we can calculate the time when Chen Ruoyin returned to the mansion, as well as the mobilization of the Prime Minister's mansion. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Prime Minister's Mansion was slightly less alert. If the old thief made any move, it would be a good time to take action.
Lu Zhun nodded: "Second brother, I'll go with you!"
Rong Luoyun set the letter on fire, threw it into the copper basin, and then held Lu Zhun's hands. "Second brother won't ask you to take risks," he said. "After two days, you can go to the street or stay in the inn, you know?"
Lu Zhun was unwilling, but did not argue, and only pretended to agree.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the fire trees and silver flowers in Chang'an City, the main street and the broad road, are full of Wuyang people, the surrounding of the palace is even more lively, the palace walls are full of urgent pipes, and the singing and dancing have not stopped since Xu.
As soon as the son arrived, the Imperial Army was mobilized and guarded like an iron wall in front of the palace gate. The people of the city gathered around the palace, all looking at the palace wall.
After a while, someone shouted loudly: "The emperor is here!"
Emperor Cheng, concubines, and important officials of the prince all appeared on the palace wall, waiting for the people to kowtow.
In the Loquat Alley in the south of the city, a dark figure hurried forward, walked to the end of the alley, and looked up at the gorgeous fireworks. Chang'an, Chang'an, did not know that the frontier soldiers fought for their lives in exchange for Chang'an at this time.
In the dazzling mottled, the shadow walked out of Loquat Alley and disappeared.
At this time, on the beam of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Rong Luoyun was lying on his side with his sword in his arms, waiting for more than half an hour.
In the middle of the night, many people were living in peace in the city, and most of the people had returned home to reunite. A carriage left from the side gate of the palace, with a large number of entourages, and shadow guards followed in invisible dark places, all covering their faces with masks.
In the car park, there was a person reclining on the front seat, who seemed to have eaten too much wine. Those Danfeng eyes were squinted long and narrowly, and the cheekbones at the end of the eyes showed a crimson color. He was wearing a long-sleeved purple robe, which was tied in a panic, and he couldn't help loosening his collar.
Song Ba lowered his hand and put it on the horizontal chalet, which was embroidered with a white crane, and rubbed the jade beads on the top of the crane with his fingertips. As soon as he turned a corner and swayed, he frowned and urged the team to speed up.
Finally, they stopped in the south of the city and were facing the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The man in the car opened his eyes slightly, took a breath of alcohol, and stepped on the bench to get out of the car. When he entered the mansion, the housekeeper supported him and said, "Master Xiang, the hangover soup has been simmering slowly, I'm afraid you will feel drunk and uncomfortable."
Called "Master Xiang", he was naturally the prime minister of the dynasty. Chen Ruoyin stroked his chest and said as he walked, "The emperor is happy tonight, it's natural to drink two more cups, it's just..."
Going down the steps, he staggered a step, and then he got stuck for a moment before continuing: "The three princes don't know what kind of crazy, flattering his own father is not enough, always come to compliment the truth."
The housekeeper carefully helped: "Has the third prince poured you wine?"
Chen Ruoyin snorted: "By taking advantage of Saibei's victory, asking me several times whether I am happy or not is really something that hides a knife in a smile." Passing by two blooming sheep's hoofs, he paused for a while to sniff, and his tone was filled with a hint of hesitation, "There is no harvest in the palace. The good news from Saibei has spread throughout the city."
The housekeeper asked, "Master Xiang should know the military situation first-hand, but Azatai didn't send anyone."
Chen Ruoyin said, "It is estimated that the barbarians are in a panic, so I don't care."
He raised his hand and folded a purple flower: "It's better to believe this matter. If the Han army is really victorious and Huo Linfeng presses it and doesn't report it, what are you thinking?"
The housekeeper knew what to say: "Having self-respect for the troops, the wolf's ambition."
Chen Ruoyin squeezed out a laugh. He was quite dissolute, and he lost his steadiness when walking. He held flowers and wiggled his sleeves, and there was a hint of demon in him. At the door of the big house, with the toe of his boot against the threshold, he stopped suddenly.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Chen Ruo squinted his nose: "The fragrance of this sheep's hoof armor seems to be mixed with blindness."
At this time, the maid brought the hangover soup, which was very sour. The housekeeper took it in person and replied, "No wonder, this hangover soup has a strong flavor and collided with Xiang Ye's Yaxing."
Chen Ruoyin hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the room, finished drinking the hangover soup, and stared at the table with a candied fruit. The housekeeper understood, and in the past, he researched ink and cut paper, and picked out the usual Zihao pen.
The candied fruit was spent on the cheeks, sweet and greasy, Chen Ruoyin muttered a tune, listen carefully, it is a queer of lewd words. When he reached the table, he raised his pen in silence, and dropped a line of twisted words on Bai Xuan.
After writing three or four sentences, Chen Ruoyin sighed: "Heavenly family is ruthless..."
The housekeeper said: "Master Xiang, you are one person below ten thousand people, and the emperor relies on you the most."
Chen Ruoyin said: "When Huo Zhao was prosperous, the prime minister scolded his face and restrained the servant. He finally dismantled his three fathers and sons. Now that they are weak in the fierce battle, they are reunited with their families to contain the prime minister."
The housekeeper asked, "Why didn't Mr. Xiang stop him when Huo Linfeng returned to the fortress?"
Chen Ruoyin smiled and said, "How can I stop it? I can even get drunk with small wine." He said in a lazy tone, "Huo Zhao and the old man are both the emperor's chess pieces, and no one can win. , no one can lose."
But this time... Chen Ruoyin finished writing the last sentence.
"Huo Zhao is old, so I will let the white-haired man send the black-haired man. This game of chess is definitely won."
The housekeeper folded the letter and put it in the envelope: "Master, Huo Jinghai is the general of the town, why did you want to get rid of Huo Linfeng?"
Chen Ruoyin said, "Huo Zhao called him to be in command, I don't want to be in the limelight." His eyes flickered, hiding his voice, "What's more, this Huo Linfeng, who colluded with the Bufan Palace and the third prince, is more capable than his eldest brother. ."
The housekeeper backed away: "Master Xiang is wise, and the servant will call the old eighth."
After a while, a masked dark guard came along with the housekeeper, who was Chen Shi, the old eighth of the nine pythons. Entrusting the secret letter, Chen Ruoyin instructed that it must be delivered to Azate.
Chen Shi took the order and immediately set off for Saibei.
In the dark part of the west porch, Rong Luoyun was leaning against the wall, his eyes fixed on the door. He knew very well that he should hold his troops and snatch the secret letter when Chen Shi was on his way, but the old thief Chen Sheng was in the room, and he could not wait to slash him with a thousand swords!
With a creak, the housekeeper pushed open the door, and Chen Shi came out.
Chen Ruoyin also stood up, held the table, and made Ye Feng wake up. Suddenly, he said, "It's not hangover soup."
The butler looked puzzled: "Master, what did you say?"
Chen Ruoyin lowered his head and sniffed low, the sour gas had dissipated, and the smell that hit the sheep's hoof was... Hengwuxiang. He was suddenly stunned, waved his sleeves and shouted: "Who is the night scout!"
In an instant, the dark guards appeared together, and there were six together with the old eight.
The power of the Nine Pythons of Tuanhun is no trivial matter, but if they escape at this time, the secret letter must be sent in another way. With a swipe, Rong Luoyun drew out his long sword, but when he was fighting for his life, a black shadow circled and flew out.
He was stunned, who was that person?
Body shape, skill, and the light power of coming and going, can judge by no means the third child.
Rong Luoyun hid in the dark, and there were a few pearl chains left, so he secretly helped him. Gradually, the man fled away, causing the dark guard to chase after the garden.
The rest of the guards heard the sound and came, and just as they stood still, the servants rushed to report: "Master! The stables and the granary are on fire!"
The housekeeper said anxiously: "How could the good end catch on fire, it must be a thief!"
The remaining two dark guards led people to investigate, except for the guards, only the old man was by Chen Ruoyin's side in this courtyard. Who is that shadow, and who is the arsonist?
Rong Luoyun didn't have time to think about it, he only knew that it was a rare opportunity to move the tiger away from the mountain.
He flew out and landed in the courtyard.
Chen Ruoyin's purple robe swayed slightly: "How dare you pretend to be a ghost!"
Rong Luoyun was dressed in white clothes and wore a mask of impermanence, like a flash of moonlight. Swinging the sword, the silver and white flashes cut through the surroundings, the masonry burst, and the guards in the circle splattered three feet of blood.
He rushed to the front of the steps: "Prime Minister Chen, why did you hurt me seventeen years ago?"
Chen Ruoyin was shocked: "Who are you?!"
Rong Luoyun whispered: "There are no good people in front of the evil mirror, the moon is bright, the little reunion..."
... in heaven and on earth, who is worthy to transcend grievances.