It was snowing heavily and lanterns were hanging high.

The prince’s birthday is approaching, and the year is over. Tiandu Imperial City is decorated with lights and lions and dragons, and it looks festive.

"There must not be any mistakes in this prosperous day."

At the top of the city tower, a man in a black robe looked under him.

Two servants followed him.

"The group A, with ten people, patrolled from the north of Hongfu Street, and changed shifts in one hour. The group B, the team B, and the team eight people immediately investigated around the south gate, strictly checked the household registration and files of those entering the city against the wanted order of the Sui Dynasty."

The two took the order and left.

Two more came.

Orders are issued one by one—

Gu Qian's current clothing and robes are completely different from before... In the past, he was the most inconspicuous bookkeeper beside Gongsun Yue, responsible for silently recording copywriting, but now, this low-key "judge" finally has his own strength.

The black lines on the official robe rippled with waves, floating like the sea, and a snow-white fish tail jumped out.

This is a fish-patterned robe customized by the prince for Gu Qian, symbolizing the meaning of fish leaping on the dragon gate - and accompanied by the gift given by the official robe.

It is Kunhai Tower.

Gongsun Yue went out to perform his mission, and the prince set up the Kunhai Tower to perform privileges. On the contrary, it was to provide a place for his junior sister Zhang Junling, but in fact, many documents have been stacked in the empty building now, which is a real power and duty.

Gu Qian calmly ordered his subordinates that most of the envoys in Kunhai Tower were secretly from Chunfeng Pavilion, and these people were hiding in the city... After returning to Tiandu and entering the palace to drink tea with the prince three times, he obtained such a well-trained elite force. He has not yet begun to formally search for information or carry out missions.

However, before the birthday, the prince summoned himself to have tea and assigned a one-month patrol mission to the south gate of Tiandu.

"It just happens to move your muscles and bones."

The black hair was tied up and tied into a high ponytail through the hat. Zhang Junling's face tied with a white scarf was hidden under the white silk yarn. She spoke softly and said, "Have you ever thought about why the prince sent you to patrol the south gate?"

Gu Qian and Zhang Junling walked side by side.

The two of them were unhappy, and they were more like walking in the snow.

Zhang Junling still had the green umbrella on his waist, but the umbrella bones of Lingshan and his group had been pulled away by her and gave them to Ning Yi. The green umbrella now is just an ordinary oil paper umbrella.

"The prince wants to use me to check and balance Gongsun."

Gu Qian's tone was calm. Although there was no one around, he had been living in the Three Sessions for a long time and knew that the capital of heaven was the eyes and ears of the royal family... Even so, he still used the word "use".

Zhang Junling just smiled slightly.

"The Fourth Division is not something that catches the wind and shadows, but something real." Gu Qian spoke seriously, turned his head to look at the woman, and said, "The power of the Supervision Division is too great. If Gongsun's power cannot be suppressed... it will be a very bad thing. And I am the person who knows Gongsun the best."

He also smiled and said, "So there is the real 'Kunhailou'."

Speaking of this, even Gu Qian himself was slightly stunned.

Kunhai Tower...Is this the fifth department?

The prince expanded the chess game, causing an impact one after another, and used himself to restrain Gongsun Yue, so what should he use to restrain himself?

Gu Qian pressed his hands on the city wall and fell into silent silence.

The heavy snow collapsed by his ten fingers, turning into fine snow chips, falling from the top of the city, and Zhang Junling's voice sounded softly.

"The prince asked you to patrol the south gate... for a reason."

“It’s more than that.”

Gu Qian frowned, his ears moved slightly, and then he raised his head and looked into the distance. Something seemed to be coming slowly in the heavy snow and mist at the south gate.

A carriage slowly drove out of the snow fog.

The black canopy, the car curtains that flutter in the wind, and the big red sleeves that stretch out the curtains.

Gu Qian's pupils contracted.

Zhang Junling said expressionlessly: "The mission that Gongsun Yue had taken before was in the south... He was destined to return to the city during this period, and he was destined to enter the city through the south gate."

I see.

Is this the prince’s intention?

Gu Qian stared at the carriage silently. In the heavy snow, the red sleeves that stretched out the curtains seemed to be enjoying the cool air. The owner of the red sleeves seemed to feel the cold, and his five fingers gently closed their fingers to fan the air-

"Tear!"

So the wind and snow on the cuffs were torn apart by fingertips.

The will of the owner in the car was transmitted to his back through the wind and snow... In the snow fog, the dense sound of axle stopping brakes sounded in the convoy.

Gongsun Yue's carriage and the convoy for traveling slowly stopped at the Nanmen City.

He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked up.

“Hu—Hu—”

Fierce wind.

Bonely sour and cold.

At the head of the city tower, Gu Qian, with a black fish pattern robe, and Gongsun Yue, in the big red robe, looked at each other through the pale frost and snow.

Gongsun Yue did not wear a veil, and his hideous face was full of calm at this moment, so he didn't look so hideous, but instead he felt a kind of detached indifference.

"Long time no see."

Gu Qian looked at the face down the city tower, a little unfamiliar.

He spoke softly and greeted him, but did not wait for the response he deserved.

The messengers of Kunhai Tower swam at the top of the city tower. These people faintly formed a dense net, and the center of this net was Gu Qian and Zhang Junling.

I was silent for a long time.

Gongsun Yue replied lukewarmly.

"Congratulations on the promotion."

After saying that, he lowered the curtain.

The convoy continued to move forward, slowly rushing into Tiandu, and there was no sound after that.

Gu Qian lowered his eyebrows and his expression looked a little confused and a little lost.

Zhang Junling stood beside him, holding a blue umbrella in both hands, and asked softly: "What's the relationship between you?"

Gu Qian smiled and said, "I used to be a good friend."

Zhang Junling said oh.

She didn't continue asking anything.

Gu Qian pulled his hair with some distress and sighed: "It's the same now."

...

...

The carriage continued to move forward towards the palace.

No one stopped him along the way.

Gongsun Yue went to southern Xinjiang to perform a mission and was forced to leave Tiandu for a while.

Return again.

There has been a drastic change here... The man sitting in the carriage felt extremely keen. He smelled the ancient building and walls on both sides of the carriage, and the auras that had suddenly changed to become unfamiliar. This seemed to be no longer the sky that he was familiar with.

During this period, many newcomers have come.

After returning from this long journey, I wonder how much strength I have left?

Gongsun smiled.

No one saw that his hands were actually trembling. After seeing Gu Qian, he began to tremble slightly. After leaving the city gate, he still couldn't recover from peace for a long time...

Entered the palace.

Tie the veil.

Gongsun took a deep breath, and the last trace of softness in his eyes faded away instantly, turning into the ruthless King of Hell again, and his hands returned to stability. When the carriage stopped, he stepped into the palace and led by Eunuch Hai to a courtyard in the palace.

The prince sat in the snow, and two maids held a big umbrella for him.

There was a coffee table in front of me.

Gongsun Yue narrowed his eyes. A layer of thin snow had fallen on the tea table, two tea seats, two cups of tea... The cup of tea that was facing him was already cold.

The prince smiled and said, "Mr. Gongsun, it seems that he has come a little late... The tea that Gu Qian has promised to prepare for you is also a little cold."

Gongsun Yue's lips moved slightly, and he sat down, drank it all, and smiled hoarsely, "The tea is cold... I can drink it again."

Li Baijiao laughed and said, "That's the reason. If you are hungry and thirsty, you can eat the buns when they are rotten and drink the tea when they are cold. But if you are full, these things will be thrown away."

Gongsun fell into silence.

The prince smiled again and said, "But I am a man who doesn't want to waste it... The tea is cold and it can still be hotter."
To be continued...