Sealing Sword Chapter 89: Reunion
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Chu Xiwei has not been back to Tianjing City for ten years.
After the palace changed that year, although Chu Xiwei survived, whether it was for his own safety or Chu Ziyu’s peace of mind, he did not get one step closer to Tianjing. He thought that he would have to stay out of contact with this place for the rest of his life. People are not as good as heaven.
He was supposed to take Lu Mingyuan back to the Samadhi Academy as promised, but within two days of his departure, he received a report from a spy. The emperor was responsible for the death of Ruan Feiyu and the king, and his career children went to the Samadhi Academy.
The death of Ruan Feiyu involves a lot of things. Chu Xiwei guessed that this matter would not be good anymore, but he didn’t expect it to be so big in a short time.
From Beijiang to Tianjing, it takes nearly ten days to say nothing. It can be a big trouble in such a short time. If there is no one behind it, Chu Xiwei doesn’t believe it.
With the death of Ruan Feiyu, the King of Li will not escape, and he will inevitably pull the King into the water. I am afraid that King Cheng will not be able to take care of himself.
Beijing, Tianjing, and Dongling are now in a line because of this. The Samadhi Academy in the south is also a place where the wind and clouds gather, which can be said to affect the whole body.
After thinking carefully, Chu Xi made a decision.
He asked Lu Mingyuan to transcribe the letter again, so that his confidants changed to look like Lu Mingyuan, and he took forged letters with Sun Minfeng and others to the Sanmei Academy, and he took Qin Lanchang and the real Lu Mingyuan, leading Another group of people diverted northward and headed for Tianjing.
This road is really not easy. Even if Sun Minfeng and others are attracting attention, there are still various forces setting up hidden piles along the way. The closer you get to Tianjing, the more difficult it will be. Fortunately, he is now in control of the Hundred Ghost Gate, and is best at sneaking in secretly and transforming into shadows. Finally, there is no danger of landing Mingyuan to Tianjing City.
Although Tianjing is the birthplace of Chu Yao, he has spent 13 years here, but the descendants of the royal family have grown up under the green eaves of the red building, and their understanding of the market is not as good as the guard in front of the palace. Until Gu Xiao became his master at the beginning, he secretly took him out of the palace for a walk, barely wandering around several famous street shops in Tianjing City.
But now that the vicissitudes of life have passed, he has long been inhuman and non-human. He has also changed from a beautiful little emperor to a quagmire who licks blood. He has no sense of belonging here.
The sensitive subordinates cleared the level ahead of time. It is not difficult for them to enter the city, but Chu Xiwei keenly sensed the change in the wind in Tianjing City.
The prosperity of the market is still there, but it always makes him feel spied. He pressed it calmly, and his men quickly dispersed into the crowd and disappeared.
Lu Mingyuan arrived in Tianjing and had his own channels to contact Duanwang. Chu Xiwei opened a room in the inn, and then settled down. After all, the person who carried the heaviest burden on the road in the past few days was no more than him.
Qin Lanchang didn’t dare to disturb him, and because he was not familiar with the land, he didn’t dare to run around to cause trouble, so he dragged Lu Mingyuan, who had left a secret signal to return, to play chess in the room.
This girl is a natural stinky chess player. Lu Mingyuan’s chess power can be beaten by less than half a cup of tea. However, he is a tepid and good temper, not much talk, just guided by chess, tossing After a long time, Qin Lanshang, who had asked to lose several times, was embarrassed to get angry.
At the end of the day, the closed window was suddenly tapped three times. Sitting cross-legged, Chu Xiwei opened her eyes and waved open the wooden window. She saw that there was no one outside, only a thread. The golden chrysanthemum made of silk was placed on the windowsill.
Qin Lanshang stepped forward and checked vigilantly. Outside the window was a remote roadway with only one big tree. At this time, there was no wind but the branches were trembling. It can be seen that the people who climbed up along it had left not long ago.
“Light work is brilliant.”
Qin Lanshang was born and raised in Baiguimen, and he has seen many masters, and there is no shortage of masters in light work. Not to mention Shen Wudu and Chu Xiwei, but Erniang’s “Phantom Walk” “It is already a rare light technique. Therefore, it is not easy for her to compliment a word of “smartness”. The person she has seen the fastest so far is Ye Fusheng, who is unclear about the relationship with her uncle. But before that, she was Never heard of this person’s name.
There is a hidden dragon and a tiger. Don’t dare to take it lightly, otherwise you will suffer sooner or later.
She thought to herself, wrapped the golden chrysanthemum with a handkerchief, and found a wax pill with the same color as a small fingernail from the stamen.
Lu Mingyuan crushed it to pieces, and there was a small piece of paper hidden inside, with tiny tiny prints written on it-three quarters later, Zuichunlou secretly Xiangju.
Qin Lanshang looked at the inscription, did not write a name, only painted a small flame.
“Yu, Yi Ye, it means to make fire bright and shining.” Seeing this flame, Lu Mingyuan settled in his heart, “I’m the one of the king.”
Qin Lanshang came to Tianjing for the first time, and blinked and asked: “Where is that Drunken Spring Tower? Is it a restaurant?”
As soon as the words “Drunk Chun Tower” came out, Chu Xiwei’s brows twitched. He didn’t really know Tianjing City very well, but this Zui Chun Tower was an exception.
The most famous brothel in Tianjing City contains many official prostitutes from the Jiaofang Division. It can be regarded as the place where high-ranking officials like to expose their ugliness and pretend to be romantic.
When Gu Xiao was in Tianjing, he did not miss this place. Young Chu Yao followed in the first time by accidentally hitting and knocking in. He was so fragrant that he couldn’t find the southeast, northwest, or northwest. The guy who wasn’t four or six turned around and carried him out.
Even though he later learned that Gu Xiao was here for the convenience of inquiring about intelligence and surveillance officials, he couldn’t hold back his temper. What’s more, the lady Zuichun Loutou had a close relationship with Gu Xiao, even if she was passing downstairs, she would throw a sachet down whenever she saw her by the railing.
It’s only ten years later, and the top brand is probably too faint, and I don’t know where he is.
With his crazy thoughts, Lu Mingyuan gave a light cough, his face was red, and he stubbornly said: “It’s… a strange restaurant.”
He didn’t know what to say, but Qin Lanshang was aroused by interest: “Then I will go to learn more!”
Lu Mingyuan was dumbfounded, wishing he could turn into a monkey and scratch his head, so as to dispel the thought of Missy. However, before he racked his brains, Chu Xiwei said, “You stay.”
Qin Lanshang was very dissatisfied, and Chu Xi said coldly: “I will leave the soul-calling order to you. If Lu Mingyuan and I have not returned, you will summon the doormen to leave Tianjing.”
At present, the undercurrents of the Tianjing City are surging, and Chu Xiwei is bound to explore the tiger’s den, but he can’t get everyone in. Although Qin Lanshang was sassy, but fortunately, he knew the importance, so he was not arguing when he heard the words, and accepted the token obediently.
After having eaten food and taking a rest, Qin Lanshang went out, pretending to wander in the street, and soon changed his face under the cover of her men and completely hid herself.
Chu Xiwei waited until Zishi before leaving the house with Lu Mingyuan, who was fidgeting.
Since the founding of the Great Chu, only the “curfew” was established during the Gaozu period, which was later abolished by the emperor and began to develop the night market. After Chu Ziyu became the throne, it did not suppress it. Only the Municipal Administration Department was established to maintain order. “It is as prosperous as the day, and the night is blooming.” Therefore, even if it is late at night, Shili Long Street is still brightly lit. Lanterns are hung in front of shops of all sizes, shouting, and various items are endless, and there are more people playing at night.
However, Zuichun Tower is still clear in this bustling and dazzling scene.
It is only three storeys high. It should have been refurbished soon. The railings and pillars have also been replaced. The veils follow the wind, and the lights are faintly visible inside. There are two finely crafted red lanterns hanging in front of the door, and there is no arty on it. The inscriptions of the poems, there is only an ambiguous fire light covered by the red cloth.
Different from other brothels, there is no delicate woman leaning against the door in front of Zuichunlou. Its door is half open, and it is half-heartedly covered by a gauze tent, and occasionally the cheers from the wind can be caught in the ears. With laughter, I can see a faint figure in front of me, but I can’t see it if I don’t hear it. On the contrary, it can lift the deepest itch in my heart.
Chu Xiwei opened the curtain and entered, and she saw a party of wine and wealth in the hall, and there were also entertainers and actors on the second floor laughing and playing, but the third floor did not see any clues, which can be described as a clear stream inside.
He frowned and did not speak, Lu Mingyuan knew how to block the approaching woman. Looking at the sky and the earth, he didn’t dare to look at the half-open shoulders of the other party. He handed out the golden chrysanthemum and stumbled and said: “This girl, Excuse me, please take us to Anxiangju.”
The third floor is an elegant place dedicated to entertaining nobles. A total of twelve wing rooms are named after a flower. The so-called “anxiang” refers to Qiuju. If the latecomer is invited to enter the wing room that has already been set, he must obtain the corresponding flowers that show Zuichunlou as his token.
The woman took the golden chrysanthemum in his hand, and smoothly touched the back of the scholar’s hand, Lu Mingyuan retracted behind Chu Xiwei like a scalded rabbit, and stopped raising his head.
Chu Xiwei deeply felt the loss of the goods. Fortunately, the woman could see that he was cold and uncomfortable, so she checked the token with knowledge and interest, and said: “Please go upstairs with the two distinguished guests.”
The two followed her up, speechless all the way, until they stood still in front of Anxiangju, Chu Xiwei’s eyes quickly swept around, there were only four ordinary attendants guarding outside on the bright side, but he held his breath Upon hearing it, there were at least four people who could detect the breath.
This kind of concealment work is rare in Hundred Ghosts. In the capital of this day, I am afraid it is only…
She narrowed her eyes, and Chu Xiwei subconsciously wanted to flick her sleeves away, but she still endured it. Lu Mingyuan didn’t notice the change in his eyes at this moment, and after the attendant notified him, he went in.
Chu Xi is a step behind. There is no strong powdery fragrance in Anxiang Juli, only a faint scent of Muxu lingers in it. Behind the screen, there is a clear girl playing a small song, and there are no more female prostitutes.
There is a small phoebe table on the large soft couch. The young man with a yellow jade crown on the top is pouring himself a drink, while the man in brocade on the left is listening to the tune with his eyes closed, until they come forward and turn their heads.
Chu Yu is not young anymore. In the case of Qin Gong more than 30 years ago, he lost his best years. Since then, he has been in the simplest position. Some people say that he is a Cang Feng Lianyu, and some say that he is simply Scrapped.
It doesn’t matter whether he is Zangfeng or deserted, he is now in his fifties, and his sluggishness of killing and cutting back then has been tortured by the years, and he has settled into a stable and steady state.
When Lu Mingyuan saw him, he felt like looking at Cangshan Mountain, and he immediately bowed.
However, Chu Yu’s gaze only turned around on him, and then fell on Chu Xiwei, with a hint of quick doubt in his eyes.
Lu Mingyuan understood. Just as he was about to introduce Chu Xiwei, he heard the man in yellow open his mouth.
“Xiwei, I didn’t expect to see you here.” The yellow-clothed man gently put down the wine glass, a startled look flashed across his eyes, and he was determined to look at Chu Xiwei, “I thought you would have I won’t set foot in Tianjing again.”
When these words were spoken, Chu Yu and Lu Mingyuan’s expressions changed. Anyone can hear the familiarity of the yellow-clothed man’s tone,
Chu Yu didn’t know the identity of Chu Xiwei, but Lu Mingyuan guessed who the man in the yellow suit was—to be able to live in the same room with King Duan and be located in the upper head, the only person in the world who has this kind Honorable.
However, he thought that Chu Xiwei should not have anything to do with the other party.
One is the mysterious new master of Hundred Ghosts.
One is the current emperor of the Great Chu Dynasty.
The difference between the two people is not only the difference between the rivers, lakes and temples, but also the gap between the two people.
Chu Xiwei didn’t change her expression after hearing this sentence, but her sleeves tightened.