Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Chang'an Moon

Like many dynasties in the Central Plains in the past, Emperor Shenxi, the founding king of Dayin, chose Chang'an as his capital. , with the rivers of the Honghe River and the Weiwei River, covered with three broad roads, and erected twelve gates", it is indeed a place where Fumian is popular, and the crown belt is like a cloud. In the past ten years guarding Dunhuang, Young Master Shu Ye has only set foot in the imperial capital a few times. However, every time he stepped into the imperial capital, he felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation and pleasure. That suffocation is a kind of weight that oppresses his survival instinct, making him like a full-strength cheetah spying around and grabbing people; but that kind of pleasure comes from the most secret deep heart Yes—in these feasting, singing and dancing, there are hidden storms and rancid fragrances, as thick as the night that can't be melted in front of you.And he wants to use the sword in his hand to split this iron-like ancient city and the long night!

The joy of betting life and death on the verge of a decisive battle emerges, as if returning to the era of the Western Regions more than ten years ago!Chang'an, the imperial capital, gave him a sense of belonging and familiarity, as if he should walk in such chaos—this murderous imperial capital, like Dunhuang, which was full of troops and horses, gave him the broadest and most challenging emotional stage. Although he was tired, the huge and severe challenge at this moment rekindled the adventurous and fighting temperament in his nature. Chang'an, which is intertwined with desire for power, killing, conspiracy, and betrayal, is his stage, and he has long been able to handle it with ease, enjoying himself in fighting with others—different from the green and clean Miaojiang, where When facing that "inhuman" high priest, he was completely unsure in his heart.That is the emptiness and helplessness of fighting against the sky.

"Many forces in the government and the opposition are ready to move, undercurrents and undercurrents. I'm afraid they will launch troubles in the near future. At this moment, I don't know where it is. It's too late for troops stationed in Beijing to rush to help." He remembered the secret letter Mo Xiang wrote Here, the last entrustment left to myself, "The drastic change will come soon, brother has been thinking about it for many days, and he will take advantage of the situation to lay out a game in order to turn defeat into victory. The matter is important, and there is no one around, only the eldest grandson can take the risk to trust each other—— This man is deeply scheming, and I have never seen through it for many years. But at this moment, the imperial capital is in danger, and there is nothing to trust. If you come back after hearing the news and seek advice from him, you should also be on guard."

When he thought of this, he glanced at the eldest grandson Siyuan who was sitting next to him. The counselor in Tsing Yi has been taciturn, playing with the little puppet in his hand.However, that weird puppet made young master Shu Ye's eyes suddenly focus - what is this weird thing used for? Young master Shu Ye suddenly hit the cup with chopsticks, and sang loudly at the banquet, and at the same time ordered Bai Jiuniang, the most beautiful among Tanmaru Lang, to dance—all the Tanmaru assassins in the secret room showed surprised expressions, watching this drunken and drunken man The man, the life-and-death friend of Lord Hou.I have long heard that the Lord of Dunhuang City is a arrogant and domineering person, but I did not expect to be so unrestrained.

Bai Jiuniang drew her sword and danced, but after a break, the sword quickly pointed at the young master Shu Ye sitting on the seat! The young man in white didn't move at all, but turned his wrist at that moment, the sword pierced the bottom of the cup, and it split open.Jiuniang held the sword and looked at the visitor coldly: "Are you here to drink, or to take us to save Lord Hou? So many brothers have died outside, but you are still drinking here! What do you mean? Arrange so many head-to-head assassinations? If you continue like you said, our people will be wiped out before we can break into the Forbidden City!"

"Does Ding Jianhou give you the right to question me?" Young Master Shu Ye smiled slightly, and pulled out the wine glass from the sword, "A chess piece shouldn't ask a chess player about the game record. Please play your part." Hei Jiulang refused to accept: "But after seven assassinations in this month, most of the troops have already been lost! They only killed some relatives of officials, and they couldn't touch Jing and the woman in the palace at all! You are letting us die, it's just cheap That woman—are you a friend of Lord Hou? Or have you been bribed by that woman long ago? "

"Shut up!" Someone in the seat suddenly shouted, it was the eldest grandson Siyuan who had been silent for a long time and finally said, "Sit down." Mr. Changsun spoke up, and everyone in the house was shocked, and no one dared to continue to attack.The violent Hei Jiulang and the glamorous Bai Jiuniang glanced at each other, and retreated to their seats. "Tomorrow, according to the plan, we will assassinate Li Changgan, Minister of the Ministry of War, on the way to court." In the silence, Young Master Shu Ye threw down a sentence, got up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked away with the singer in his arms.The killers in the seat looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Mr. Changsun.

The eldest grandson Siyuan said calmly, put down his wine glass: "Listen to your master's arrangement." Unlike the bright and clear moon in Miaojiang, the moonlight in Chang'an is blurry and hazy, as if there are too many invisible dust floating in the air.Under the dark corridor, the singer was sent away, and the young man in white quietly looked at the moon with his hands behind his back, and his expression became a little confused. Soon there were footsteps coming from behind, and without turning back, he said, "According to the overall plan, Kuro Asuki and Thirteen Niangs will both die—isn't it? Up to twenty killers."

"Yes." Eldest Sun Siyuan stopped behind him with a cold voice, "In the past month, twenty-one killers have been killed. But eight important ministers in the military and political circles of the court, China, and Princess Yixin have also been removed. A lot of wings have been cut off. But until now, she still doesn't seem to have the intention of sending out the Forbidden Palace Imperial Forest Army and Mingjiao experts to protect her subordinates." "Hehe... she is very calm. This woman is really cruel and tolerant," Young Master Shu Ye smiled, "If the wings are cut, they can grow again, but if they lose their lives, everything will be over. At this moment, what she is afraid of is that she will be caught in the trap of turning the tiger away from the mountain." I'd rather see my subordinates get killed, so how dare I relax the defense of the inner circle so easily?"

The eldest grandson Siyuan also replied indifferently: "That's right. She has always been calculating and shrewd." "That's right, otherwise, how could Mo Xiang suffer so easily in her hands?" Young Master Shu Ye sneered and nodded suddenly, "However, I think they must also estimate our loss-every one of us dies, They must have counted them all. Probably only wait for us to weaken to a certain extent before we have to fight back." "Yes." Changsun Siyuan nodded and said, "But they certainly didn't expect that Tanmaru Lang is just a card on the table, and our strength is far more than that—the army of the Eighteenth Route Army has already arrived one after another. After receiving the order from Lord Hou, they secretly sent people to Beijing to stand by. And those martial arts people from the various sects in the Central Plains have also gathered in the capital."

"It's just a pity that Tanwanlang...that's a group of loyal and passionate sons and daughters of the world." The young master Shu Ye sighed suddenly, and the confusion between his brows became more serious. It was exhausted in a bloody battle." Eldest Sun Siyuan was also speechless for a long time, and after a long time, he slowly said: "They...are also dead men." Dead man? ...Report to the king on the golden stage, and lead the jade dragon to die for the king!The generosity of dead soldiers with blood and elegy, the dead soldiers who would not hesitate to die for the safety of the lord, really made people like him respect him—however, he had to regard these people as a bunch of innocent people. The pawns of life can be put in the correct position with ease.If you are thinking about it, how can you arrange such a murderous situation? "I hope their deaths are worthwhile." Young Master Shu Ye murmured, and suddenly turned his head to stare at eldest grandson Siyuan, and said slowly, "Are you going to enter the palace again tonight? I heard that the woman is very beautiful... I heard that she Betrothed to your eldest grandson's family, and since childhood." That kind of gaze was cold and deep, but Changsun Siyuan only replied with one word: "Yes." Then he turned around like this, and left without explaining a word. The Forbidden City is majestic, like an indestructible jade seal, pressing on the north corner of Chang'an City. However, sitting in the heavily guarded Jinghe Palace, surrounded by at least 800 guards, and Mingjiao masters hiding in many dark corners—Princess Yixin still frowned slightly, as if she was paved with white jade under her feet. The ground shook like waves.She hugged the young emperor silently and patted the crying child. However, the eight-year-old Emperor Wu Tai still had a sense of stupidity. After waking up from a short sleep, he could no longer calm down. He desperately pointed to the flowerbed of blooming chrysanthemums outside the palace, and screamed: "White chrysanthemums!" Little ghosts! White little ghosts...they're dancing!" "Afan, don't cry... there is no such thing as a brat." Eldest Princess Yixin patted her younger brother, but sighed slightly. However, thinking of the situation outside, Princess Yixin frowned even tighter—there was already a lot of discussion in the imperial capital, because of the seven assassinations in a month, and because of the eight important court officials who died one after another.Those eight were all her party members who had been single-handedly drawn and supported.She also hesitated whether to allocate a part of the staff to protect the wings of her subordinates, but——Eldest Sun Siyuan said to her: "That is the young master Shu Ye who is trying to lure you out of the Forbidden City. Then we have to strike east and west." So, she held back abruptly. But now that the outside world is already in such a precarious state, if the imperial capital does not respond any more, there will be big waves from the government and the opposition.The eldest princess Yixin couldn't care about the crying Emperor Wu Tai anymore, and handed the child to the personal maid, and then got up to find the moon maiden Menia who hadn't seen her for days. However, as soon as he got up, he saw the man in the green shirt walking from the depths of the chrysanthemum. "Si Yuan!" With a little surprise, she went up to meet them, passing through the flowers blooming on the bones. "Tomorrow, Young Master Shu Ye will send Tanmaru Lang to assassinate Li Changgan, Shangshu of the Ministry of War on the Shangchao Road." The man just stood in the depths of the chrysanthemum and said lightly, "You need to prepare early this time—the Ministry of War is different from others. We must not let go of this chess piece, otherwise the imperial capital will be even more chaotic." "Exactly, I also plan to do so." Princess Yixin nodded, her expression calm, "Recently, the main altar of Kunlun Daguangming Palace has sent the last batch of people to the imperial capital to help me complete my great cause. Huihe Yipintang also sent They came to work for Princess Meniya. Because Gao Liancheng was still guarding Dunhuang, it was quite difficult for them to detour over the Qilian Mountains, so they came late—they arrived, and our strength increased greatly. There is no need to avoid Tanmaru's sharp edge. Besides, I estimate these days, they should be almost lost." Speaking calmly up to this point, Eldest Princess Yixin's tone suddenly softened, she picked a chrysanthemum and held it in her hand, looked at the man in Tsing Yi in front of her, and said after a while, "You... It's been a long time since I went to southern Xinjiang—" After a pause, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he said, "Afan misses you very much." The eldest grandson's family was originally Dayin's largest relative and the leader of the top ten aristocrats. They have always been married to the royal family.And the eldest grandson Siyuan also often goes to and from the royal family, and has been familiar with Xia Yu and Xia Fan since childhood.If it wasn't for the civil strife among the four kings later, if it wasn't for Ding Jianhou to take control of the government - maybe there would have been another marriage between the Xia family and the eldest grandson's family. However, Eldest Sun Siyuan didn't seem to understand what Eldest Princess Yixin swallowed shyly at the end, and just frowned, "Mingjiao sent people here again? Are they planning to move Huihe Yipin Hall and the entire main altar to Chang'an? " "Didn't you tell me that those people from the rivers and lakes have gathered in Chang'an in secret? With the addition of a son, Shu Ye, you can't underestimate the enemy." Eldest Princess Yixin clenched her hands tightly, the chrysanthemum in her palm shattered, and her eyes were ruthless. Li Zhiguang, "If Mingjiao and Huihe are not invited to help, what else can we do? Anyway, we have agreed on the terms of the exchange." The eldest grandson Siyuan didn't say anything, but said: "I'm afraid it's easier to ask God than to send God away." Then he turned and left, disappearing into the depths of the chrysanthemum.Princess Yixin originally wanted to keep him, but suddenly hesitated again, kneading the chrysanthemum in her hand, and after a long while, she just sighed slightly - she really couldn't see through Si Yuan more and more. In the palace, Afan was still crying all night long, and when she heard it, her heart became very irritable, and she just trampled down a piece of chrysanthemum, and stepped on the broken bones in the ground. When the eldest grandson Siyuan walked out of the forbidden palace, the slanting moon outside had already set in the west. He came out from the most desolate side door, and when he walked past the huge bronze statue of the immortal Chenglu at the gate of the palace, he suddenly raised his eyes—the bronze statue of the immortal held a copper plate the size of a foot in its hand, and the copper plate Inside, however, stood a white robe.The slanting moon hangs in the dark blue sky, and the man standing in the palm of the bronze statue of a fairy has an aura that is more ethereal than a fairy. His white clothes are more snowy and his long hair is flying, like a fairy flying from the sky.Just stand on a high place, look down, and don't speak. "High Priest Feng Ya!" The eldest Sun Siyuan, who had always been indifferent, finally couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. "I know that person has come to the imperial capital...so I came too." The person smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to him: "As agreed, give me the Dragon Blood Orb first." ——On the hand he stretched out, a drop of blood slowly condensed and dripped with a bang. The wound on the shoulder has never healed. The eldest grandson Siyuan collected himself, and said calmly: "I didn't take it with me—please go back with me to get it, how about it?" At dawn, the results of the assassination had already been announced. It seems that contrary to the previous seven retreats, this time, the Forbidden Palace sent a large number of experts to protect the Minister of the Ministry of War.The eighth assassination failed completely - not only Hei Jiulang and Shi Sanniang were damaged, but even Bai Sanlang who was in charge of liaison was killed. "They finally came out of the cave?" Young Master Shu Ye was a little surprised and surprised, "It can't be so fast." "Because from now on, their defense in the Forbidden City has been impregnable, so naturally they will not hesitate to send troops." Changsun Siyuan's voice came from outside the door, and the man in Tsing Yi came from the dawn with a serious expression, "Young Master, the reinforcements from the Western Regions have arrived. That person has finally arrived in Chang'an!" "Who?" Young Master Shu Ye was startled and raised his head to ask. The eldest grandson Siyuan's eyes were serious, and he said word by word: "Horn." "The old man in the mountain?!" At that moment, there seemed to be some kind of horrifying power, which made the young master Shu Ye stand up abruptly, and turned over the teacup, "You mean the old man in the mountain? The king, he, he came in person Imperial capital?" Memories of the early years illuminate the bottom of my heart like lightning - Jiaowang, Jiaowang... that name was buried deep in my heart together with that cruel time.It was mentioned after many years, but it still had the power to make his heart tremble.It was a kind of deep-rooted, reflexive fear, and I believe that all the killers who came out of the Shura field would never forget it for the rest of their lives. Even if he is as proud as he is, it cannot be avoided. However, he quickly calmed down and sneered: "I can't think of him being so old, he still suffers from this kind of hardship...he has a lot of ambition." After a pause, the corner of Young Master Shu Ye's mouth showed a look of contempt: "It's a must!" , I have to meet him for a while! Everyone says that he is a character at the level of a land fairy and cannot be defeated, so I have to give it a try." "No need to try." Eldest Sun Siyuan's expression remained calm, "You are not his opponent." "Who said that?" Young Master Shu Ye sneered. "Ding Jianhou." Changsun Siyuan replied lightly. Young Master Shu Ye was stunned suddenly, looking at the expressionless man: "Mo Xiang?" "Yes. Before the big change came, Master Hou calmly and comprehensively estimated the situation." Eldest Sun Siyuan nodded slightly, "Master Hou knew that the Ming Church was completely involved in the political situation of the imperial capital, and he also estimated, except for that one person, No one in the world can be a match for the old man in the mountains—so, I followed his plan early in the morning and went to Miaojiang personally to invite that person." When he said this, eldest grandson Siyuan gently raised his hand and pushed open the window beside him: "Look." Young Master Shu Ye's eyes were fixed, and through the window, he saw a white dress standing quietly on the veranda.That person did not know when he entered Tanmaruro's most secret stronghold, and was putting his hand on his left shoulder and rubbing it gently.The faint skylight shone on him, making this person look unreal, like a dream. "Feng Ya... High Priest Feng Ya!" He blurted out in a low voice, in disbelief. ——At this moment, standing under the slightly dewy morning light of the imperial capital, it was actually the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect who had fought fiercely with him on the banks of the holy lake of the Moon Palace!how is this possible? ... This high priest, who is like a flying fairy from outside the sky, who does not touch a trace of human fireworks, has also been involved in the catastrophe of the strife in the imperial capital! The world of martial arts has been divided into two factions, good and evil since ancient times. Among the seven sects, masters emerge in large numbers, each with its own skills, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior.The most outstanding seven peerless masters in the decent school for a century, known as the "Three Emperors and Four Emperors", came from the seven sects respectively; however, in the cult, it has always been the Great Bright Palace of the Western Regions and the Southern Xinjiang Moon Worship Sect.According to the rumors of the time, the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect and the Patriarch of the Ming Cult were the top figures in the evil sect, and they all claimed to have reached the realm of "elimination of demons", approaching the land gods, enough to compete with the three emperors and four emperors. Since the Seven Great Sects raided Guangmingding more than ten years ago and lost both sides with the Demon Sect, their talents have withered in recent years, and they are no longer the grand occasion of the Three Emperors and Four Emperors period.Looking at the world of martial arts, only the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect in front of him has the possibility to compete with the old man in the mountain, right? However, all these trade-offs came to his mind after a while.The moment he saw High Priest Feng Ya, the first thing Young Master Shu Ye thought of was: Where is Sha Manhua?How is Samantha?That night, after injuring the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect with a colorless arrow, was she punished?Is it all right?What now? He only opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, as if he knew what he wanted to ask, the priest in white in the morning light had turned his head and smiled at him: "She's fine. She doesn't pose any threat to Yunxi, he won't Kill her—after the matter in the imperial capital is over, you can go to the Moon Palace and bring her back... I will not stop you anymore." So, at that time, why did you block it like this? — he thought subconsciously. High Priest Feng Ya turned his head to look at the faintly bright sky, and said calmly, "Because I have been watching the sunrise and sunset in this world alone for many, many years... I really want to find a good boy to watch it with me." .But now, it's no longer necessary." ——That smile didn't have the oppressive force and murderous look in the decisive battle on the top of the Vulture Mountain, but had an empty, indifferent, and even slightly tired expression.