Chapter 15 Kyoto Coup 11

After Song Yan listened, he did not panic or show any emotion. On the contrary, several people nearby quietly tightened their swords in their hands.

Chu Shou immediately pulled Zhao Wuji's hand and reminded him coldly: "Be careful what you say."

After Shen Yi listened sternly, he immediately frowned and raised his hand. A group of secret guards immediately stood guard on both sides with swords in their hands, filled with a murderous aura.

Seeing that everyone was alert, Zhao Wuji smiled with satisfaction, raised his chin slightly and looked at Song Yanqing, his eyes full of disdain and provocation, as if he was a different person, full of hostility.

Just like that day when they met at the gate of Hanyuan, he forced Song Yanqing out of Youzhou with just a few words. They could have been alone, but this person appeared in Kyoto again like a shadow, watching. How annoying!

"Three thousand!"

Chu Shou was behind Zhao Wuji, turned around and called her softly, silently pointed to his tightly clenched hand, and then used the knife to block his neck.

Sanqian received the signal, walked quietly behind Zhao Wuji, raised his hand and struck him with a knife, without any hesitation... and caught him again.

Chu Shou secretly took out his hand and saw Su Li standing nearby holding a rabbit lantern. Su Li had completely seen their little moves. Chu Shou simply felt heartbroken and said to her: "Miss Su? "

When Su Li heard that he was called, he was stunned for a moment. Although he felt that he would be silenced for seeing something he shouldn't have seen, he still moved forward cautiously when he saw Zhao Wuji fainting.

There was half fear and half shock in her eyes, but when she got closer, she saw that even though Zhao Wuji was unconscious, he still looked in unbearable pain, her fear immediately turned into concern, and she asked: "Princess...what are your orders?"

Chu Shou smiled slightly at her and said, "I have often heard Qianzhi mention you. If I remember correctly, you stayed at Fodu Temple with him?"

Chu Shou frowned slightly and eagerly asked for confirmation.

Su Li immediately reacted and bowed: "If the princess can trust me, Su Li will definitely send Brother Wuji back to the temple safely."

After saying that, Su Li looked at Chu Shou and nodded firmly, saying that he could do it.

Chu Shou smiled happily and was very grateful, "Then there is Miss Lao Su."

"The carriage is over there!" Su Li stepped forward and supported the unconscious Zhao Wuji with Sanqian, pointing at the carriage and shouting. The young servant Ding from the Su family who followed behind him also stepped forward to help him get on the carriage.

Soon, the carriage ran towards Fodu Temple on Nanshan Mountain in the south of the city.

As for this side, we are still waiting for Chu Shou to clean up the mess.

Looking up, the restaurant owner was hiding under the pavilion on the second floor facing the street. Only half of his head was exposed. He was twisting a handkerchief and anxiously looking at the situation at the door of his restaurant. His expression was both nervous and surprised. He sighed to himself: This is How come the fight between gods and immortals affects us and other soldiers and generals...

When the diners who had eaten and drank enough inside saw a circle of fierce guards surrounding the door, they wondered if they had gone to the wrong door, and hurriedly said: "I'm not full, let's eat some more..."

Although passers-by on the street didn't dare to stop by, they would always turn their necks and point their ears at them, stiffly picking at the things on the street vendors, and after listening to them, they started walking back and forth on the street.

After all, there haven't been any new tricks in Kyoto City for a long time, and everyone has long been tired of hearing the same old stories.

Today, it was first reported that Princess Liuchuan had returned to Beijing, and then it was reported that the princess was being refused medicine for His Majesty and was besieging the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Everyone reacted: the real boss of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was also back, and his identity was confusing...

I thought these melons were enough, but in the evening there was a scene where two people were at war with each other at the gate of Linzhou. Who would win? This thrilling and exciting plot was even more interesting than the scene in Yichun where you and I love each other but cannot live or die.

too much.

Chu Shou held his forehead, frowned, opened his mouth to explain to everyone, and said worriedly: "Qianzhi has been suffering from the disease of Zhengzhong since he was a child. Sometimes his descriptions are incomprehensible and often offensive. Please forgive me, sir."

After everyone heard this, they were quite frightened and did not dare to accept the word "forgiveness" from the princess.

After Chu Shou finished his courtesy, he was about to turn around and leave. He remembered that he had not yet finished speaking, so he turned around and pointed at everyone, saying: "Oh, by the way, if there is any news about today's incident, everyone present will count...

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After all, it was very disrespectful to Zhao Wuji to give him a knife in public. When he woke up the next day, if the news spread all over Kyoto, he might be able to retaliate against her...

Finally, he gave a meaningful look to Chen Ji, the only person present who did not know any secrets. He lifted up his skirt, turned around, and got into the carriage. Ah Shui and San Qian packed up the low stools for getting into the carriage, and got into the carriage alone.

, a man was sitting outside driving a car, whipped his whip, flying dust flew, and drove away from Ganlinzhou.

Chen Ji watched the carriage leave, and then he realized what he was doing. He hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Master Song, Master Shen, and Master Mu, please take your leave first."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran for his life. When he heard something from Tian Guan, he was so frightened that he wanted to cut off his ears. He only regretted that when Wu Zhuo asked him to leave the table, he was greedy and could not take the opportunity to run out, otherwise he would not have listened.

Go to these to see these.

Even the waiters and passers-by in the restaurant knew how to get out of the way, so why couldn't I just stand there and let them say some shocking things...

When everyone saw that one of the protagonists was gone, they quietly dispersed in all directions.

Mu Huashu lowered his hands and pinched the sleeves of his robe, his expression still nervous, and asked softly: "Azhi, are you okay?"

"Sir, this is a small scene, of course it's good for you, but Master Mu, you... weren't scared, were you?" Shen Yi took over the words with help.

Mu Huashu heard the meaning of Shen Yi's harsh words and knew that she was confused. She shrank her head and her eyes flashed. She turned her head and said harshly to Shen Yi: "Sir... it's okay if it's okay."

Song Yanqing looked at the carriage going away and said calmly: "Let's go."

Everyone also got on the carriage and headed towards the tower over there.

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The branches on the moon are curved like lotus petals curled up in the lake, the beauty's face is covered by vague floating clouds and white gauze, and the stars and rivers in the sky are shining, reflecting the dim lights of thousands of houses.

The top floor of the tower, that is, the study room, overlooks the night view of Kyoto City, which is like a patch of stars captured in the sky. It is extremely beautiful.

The stars are dotted, and the brightest building is Ganlinzhou, where there are fine wines and delicious food. Next to the river is Yichunju, where the best tea and the most beautiful music are. Play music one, three, five, seven, nine, two and four

Six or eighty towers will sing operas, and a cultural gathering will be held every ten days. Kyoto's talented people will gather together to make friends with poems and learn from each other's strengths. At that time, there will be flower boats patrolling the river, and on the boats will be the most beautiful women in Kyoto...

Song Yanqing would occasionally come back here in the early years, and every night she couldn't bear to fall asleep. She sat on the balcony at half the height of the window, watching the lights go out little by little, and then she fell asleep peacefully.

He had thought that one day he would be able to walk in the streets of Kyoto, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly.

Almost as soon as he came back, Song Yanqing locked himself in the study.

As soon as he entered the door, the whole room was dark, with the moonlight pouring in, highlighting the various edges and corners in the room. Only then did he realize that all the candles originally lit in the room had been extinguished. He raised his hand and tried the wax oil, which was slightly warm.

, it has not formed into tears yet, it must have been blown out just now.

He wasn't worried at all. If there was any noise here, the secret guards guarding the outside would rush in immediately. What's more, he wouldn't die so easily.

So I took out the fire certificate, walked to the desk in the moonlight, and leaned over to light the candle in front of the desk.

After sitting down and just about to pick up the pen, there was a commotion at the balcony window pavilion. The bamboo curtain was rolled up from the outside. The man gently moved a few potted plants, turned over, and sat down on the window pavilion facing the door of the room.

, supporting the pavilion platform with both hands, with slender wrists.

"Why only light one?"

A familiar voice came, and Song Yan started to write. He didn't know what to write on the paper. He held the pen tightly, and the ink smeared on the paper, leaving a big stain.

"Then why did you blow out all the candles in the room?"

After hearing this, Chu Shou looked at the man sitting sternly in front of the case. His eyebrows were stretched, his thin lips were slightly pursed, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and there was a hint of sullenness in his eyelash-covered eyes. Instead, he was amused and teased.

: "This is the first time you have spoken so many words to me."

Seeing that he ignored him, Chu Shou pursed his lips and continued to explain: "You can see people from outside the study. When I came in, I attracted the attention of a door god. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to hide outside the window. If you didn't come,

I'm afraid I'm going to be grabbed by him and thrown off the tower."

Chu Shou laughed dryly a few more times, looked at the man's face from the corner of his eye, and said seriously: "Don't you ask, why did I come to you?"

Song Yanqing put down his pen, folded the ink-stained paper in half and then in half, and moved it to one side.

Then he lowered his head and took out the nine-ring chain of white jade from his waist, which was less than half the size of a palm. He lowered his head and took it apart under the desk. He replied in a deep voice: "You won't tell me if I ask you?"

Chu Shou watched him lower his head and fiddle with what to write in his arms. The candlelight cast a shadow on his whole body, with broad shoulders and narrow neck, and a thin side face with sharp edges...

Chu Shou shook his head to wake himself up, took off the dark green bamboo tube containing sake from his waist, held his neck and drank a few sips, wiped his mouth, and then his heart sank, and he sighed to himself: God...

I couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth. If that man hadn't had some good looks, he wouldn't be useless. Looking at that handsome face, I really wanted to grab him and throw him away...

So he spoke with difficulty: "Of course... I have to say it."

Chu Shou lowered his eyes and lowered his head, his hair also hanging down, his heels hit the wall, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know where to start, so he became confused: "I just feel that I must speak clearly.

Even if you have to pretend that we are meeting for the first time, you have to pretend to be more comfortable..."

"In these days, I have always regarded you as...as A Zhi in Hanyuan. Everything I think about is uncertain."

"But you also know that I don't like this. Thinking about it... you won't feel good either."

"When I saw you lying on the couch in Cangjia City, I really wanted to shake you awake and ask you clearly what happened in the two or three years since I left Hanyuan..."

"You don't want to talk to me, but what are your concerns? Or maybe you just don't want to talk to me...

I have so many questions that I can’t finish them all over the course of several nights, but if I were to ask them at this time, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to ask any of them.”

"I know you are angry with me. You are angry that I failed to abide by the agreement and leave Hanyuan with you. I even...failed to send you out of Youbei in person."

"I received the birthday gift you gave me, even though I picked it out from the flowers a few months later... You threw them all away, you must be very angry!"

Speaking of this, Chu Shou choked up slightly. When she found the seeds of magnolia stalks in the flowers, she was shocked and distressed. What was shocking was how much she hated herself for throwing the treasure she had worked so hard to obtain on the road.

Bian, what she feels distressed about is... No, what she feels distressed about is herself... and she is a little scared.

"But in this situation, we all have more important things to do, so until the matter is resolved, you can just calm down and be your censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I will only treat it as the first meeting. Don't talk about reunion after a long separation. You

I didn’t want to talk, so I just said everything.”

"But you don't have to worry, as long as I'm still here, we will never end..."

At this point, she had said all she wanted to say, and the sake in the bamboo tube had gone to the bottom. Her head became confused, and her eyes were so heavy that she could not open them anymore, so she could sit there with her body propped up and swaying.

Song Yanqing had already untied the nine-link chain on his hand, but he was so confused that he kept picking at his fingers.
To be continued...