Chapter 46 The Disaster of the Nation

The day is already foggy, and the sky is cloudy and chilly. In the evening, the autumn rain is continuous, and there is already a little coolness in the room. The voice has always been afraid of the cold. At this moment, the stove rises in the corner of the room, incense is lit at the table, and the room is immediately full of spring.

Qingyin wrapped in a cotton robe and huddled on the couch. Gongsun Yi sat opposite in plain clothes, and the two were playing a game.

Qingyin can't play chess. He was forced by Gongsun Yibaizi to be in a hurry. He had lost half of the country, but he refused to admit defeat and was trapped there. Rou'er made tea for the two people on the side. Seeing that the voiceless sound was beating on her cheeks, she gritted her teeth and did not admit defeat. She couldn't help laughing secretly.

Gongsun Yi took the tea cup in Rou'er's hand and moved his eyes away from the chessboard, but he saw that Qingyin was frowning. A black man was sandwiched between her jade-like fingers. Black and white were clear, but the fingers were as delicate as green onions and as white as jade.

Gongsun Yi stared at Qingyin's finger and couldn't help staring at it. But when she heard Rou'er coughing next to her, she couldn't help but be embarrassed. She moved her face again and smiled at the clear voice, and couldn't help opening her mouth to hide, "It's your turn."

The voice doesn't expose him. His fingertips retracted, and the black jade pieces fell straight on the chessboard, and then smiled, "It's your turn."

It's just killing time. She didn't care much about winning or losing. At this moment, she fell down. Seeing Gongsun Yi frowning, she couldn't help but feel relaxed.

At this moment, I heard the door suddenly open. The sound was loud and fierce, and the door was pushed open vigorously and hit the wall, causing a bang.

Several people in the room were shocked and hurriedly looked up, but they saw that it was Master Daoming with a pale face and stumbled into the door. Gongsun Yi reacted most quickly and immediately stood up to help Zen Master Daoming over.

Qingyin saw that Zen Master Daoming's face was full of fear, and his heart couldn't help sinking. Then he turned his eyes to a string of Buddha beads tightly grasping in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help widened.

Master Daoming stood in front of Qingyin and handed over the Buddha beads in his hand, "The King of Lanling sent someone to send it."

Qingyin had taken the Buddha beads and turned around to look at the words of peace and joy engraved on the obsidian Buddha beads. It was the one who sent the funeral from the palace and gave it to the king of Lanling that day, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold. At this time, she still didn't know what had happened to the Lanling King, but since the Lanling King asked him to return the Buddha beads, something must have happened.

She remembered the picturesque man, with quiet and restrained eyes, and had one in 120,000 hopes in her heart. She just hoped that things would not be as bad as she thought, but she couldn't help telling, "Sent someone to the Lanling Palace as soon as possible."

Gongsun's Qingyin's face suddenly darkened, and he saw the Taoist Zen master standing beside Qingyin. His expression was not as calm as Qingyin, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. But at this time, I didn't have time to consider these things. When I heard Qingyin, I sent someone to the Lanling Palace, I whispered, "Would you like me to go there in person?"

Qingyin raised his head and looked at Gongsun Yi's eyes. He couldn't help nodding and said slowly, "That's good. Gongsun, you, go there in person.

Those servants followed them for a short time and were sent out. She was afraid that she could not see the key, and she was even more afraid that the opportunity would be missed. Thinking that the King of Lanling would not send back the Buddha beads for no reason, her heart couldn't help tightening. Gongsun Yi had made up her clothes and stepped forward. She couldn't help but get up and chased behind, "You, be careful..."

This was the first time that she showed concern for him in front of everyone. Gongsun Yi couldn't help taking a step and took a deep look at her, "Hmm."

Qingyin leaned against the door and saw Gongsun Yi walking down the corridor. Wuer, who was guarding outside the door, immediately held up an oil paper yellow umbrella and sent it to him. Gongsun Yi took it and walked into the wind and rain like that.

At this moment, the sky was gloomy, and the rain was covered with fog all over the sky, wrapping the figure of Gongsun Yi in it. Qingyin watched him slowly walk into the thick darkness. Suddenly, she felt that her life seemed to start from here. She was about to walk into a thick darkness, and she couldn't help shivering.

Rou'er has come to put a black fox on her shoulder. The house is warm and spring, and the drizzle outside the house is like sorrow. The outside of the house is like two extremely distinct worlds, and they stand here carrying two different feelings.

The clear sound slowly turned back. Look up at Master Daoming. Zen Master Daoming had just turned back from the panic and couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw Qingyin's eyes looking at him calmly.

In fact, he has seen the scene of fear of chaos. The fear of running away in the starry night and the confusion about the unknown have enveloped him for a long time. At that time, the voice was still small, and he looked at him with a pair of innocent big eyes shining brightly. When he saw such a pair of eyes shining with light and childishness, he felt infinite power from his back... And over the years, life in Shoucheng has made him accustomed to comfort, and the bitter but plain life of Buddhism also made him accustomed to the waves. When the person sent by the King of Lanling handed the Buddha beads to him with a worried face and hurriedly turned around, he couldn't help thinking of the night that he would never forget in his life...

"I'm afraid something is wrong. We have to prepare early." Master Daoming waved his hand to make Rouer retreat and walked to Qingyin and whispered.

Qingyin nodded, but his mind was already spinning rapidly. Since she saw the first king calmly killing in front of her, she deeply felt the fear for the first time. This is ancient times, an era when emperors ruled the world and killed with iron and blood. Human lives are like grass. She was born and grew up in a peaceful era. The first time she faced death was the death of her parents. Even so, she saw the cold face of her parents in the funeral home, which was completely different from the feeling that the previous king killed a person alive in front of her.

It can be said that since then, she has realized the frightening side of this era for the first time. Therefore, when she came back from the funeral, she told the King of Lanling that she would one day leave Daqi to find her own paradise. And he gave the Buddha beads to the King of Lanling, wishing him a safe and happy life.

When He Shikai was killed, she guessed more or less, but she didn't hear much because of her identity. At this moment, she feels that there are many things to change, and even her temporary stable life will change greatly.

Gongsun Yi has arrived outside the Lanling Palace.

At this moment, the rain is dense, and Gongsun Yi is sitting in a black carriage, hiding in the back door alley of the royal palace.

This area was originally a gathering place for princes and nobles in Ye City. The back alley of Lanling Palace is connected to the backyard of Prime Minister Zhao's Mansion in Daqi, and the other is connected to the mansion of Lord Shangshu.

At this moment, there were bursts of cries from the Lanling Palace in the rain, but the courtyard of the monk and scholar in the backyard of Prime Minister Zhao's mansion was strangely quiet, and even a trace of light could not be seen.

According to reason, the king of Lanling is the royal family of Qi. No matter how heavy it is raining at this moment, if something happens in his house, he should rely on the nearest prime minister's mansion and the monk's mansion to react most quickly. Let alone send people to help, at least send people to inquire about the movement. At this moment, these two houses are like people going to the house, immersed in darkness.

Unusual, extremely unusual!

Gongsun Yi patted the car board. The driver was the second welcomeer of Ruyi Restaurant. He immediately got out of the carriage and ran over with a rainproof bamboo hat. "Shopkeeper?"

Gongsun Yi waved his hand and called Xiao Er into the carriage.

After a while, Gongsun Yi, dressed in a dragonfly, jumped down. He stood under the eaves of the back door of the royal palace, but saw that the door was closed. From the cracks of the door, he could still hear bursts of crying, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

The king of Lanling is the nephew of the previous emperor. Today, the king's cousin, there are only the king and the princess of Lanling in his house, and there is no old man. Generally speaking, both of them are at a good age and have no disease. There can't be anything wrong. If the person in the house died, there would not be such a loud cry... He remembered that when he just passed through the front door of the royal palace, the door was also closed, but there was no strange sound...

Gongsun Yi ran down the steps in a few steps, jumped into the carriage and said hurriedly, "Go back quickly."

Go back quickly? Is it to go back to the Ruyi Restaurant, or to the monk's mansion that just came out? Xiao Er's eyes showed puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more. He sat in the carriage and drove the horse out of the alley gently.

Sure enough, just as he drove the carriage to the monk's house, Gongsun Yi patted the door and jumped down from the carriage and whispered, "Go back to the restaurant and take over the stewor." Then he just patted the door and went in.

Qingyin was sitting uneasily in the room. Seeing Gongsun Yi's serious face and entering the room against a rain, his heart thumped. Seeing Gongsun Yi's eyes looking around the room and turning around Rou'er and Wu'er, he immediately agreed and whispered, "You go out and guard, no one is allowed to come in."

Dao Ming has not left in the room. At this moment, Gongsun Yi was welcomed into the inner room, and Qingyin also followed. Gongsun Yi whispered, "King of Lanling, you are in trouble."

When Qingyin heard this sentence, although it was similar to the conjecture in his heart, he still couldn't help shaking his body and barely holding the foot of the table: "The chaos is not far away."

When Hu Lvguang was killed and beheaded by the king for no reason, Qingyin was still lucky. There was already a vague guess that she had been sent back to the Buddha beads of the King of Lanling. At this moment, Gongsun Yi said such a thing, but it was basically confirmed. Although she didn't have much affection for the king of Lanling in her heart, they often sent letters when the king of Lanling led the army outside. They also gave him an idea to wear a ferocious mask. The two were also bosom friend. At this moment, when they heard the bad news, they still felt sad.

She looked up at Gongsun Yi, but saw his forehead and water droplets flowing down, but she looked at herself with a concerned face, and couldn't help but calm down a little. In any case, the king of Lanling also sent someone to send her a message. It's just that it came so suddenly that she was still a little confused.

Gongsun Yi came forward and slowly helped Qingyin to sit down on the bed and comforted him, "Maybe there is a mistake, wait until tomorrow..." He looked at Qingyin's pale face, but his eyes flashed with calmness, but he spoke more and more quietly, and more unspeakable.

Such a sad but condensed cry is not a person's cry, but a whole palace. On such a rainy night, a sound came. Although he did not go in and see it with his own eyes, such a sad cry was transmitting a signal, King Lanling, something really happened. If you say something wrong, you may be able to deceive others, but there is no way to deceive yourself.

His hand hung down and held it tightly.

Dao Ming considered it more realistic. He stood up, and the monk's robe trembled slightly. "Qingyin, if it's the King of Lanling... We will arrange the following things immediately."