Chapter 238 Concerns

Under the crisp applause, the room was full of suffocating silence. Before long, the girl Qiushuizhai, who was dressed in gauze silk like everyone's boudoir, finally turned pale and made a scream that stung people's eardrums.

His hands were a little numb, but his heart was very cool. He turned his head. Yang Yanzhao looked at the girls who were shivering together, with the usual gentle smile on his face, "Girls, please, can you lower your voice?"

After saying that, Zhu Li, who had already couldn't help patted his backhand on the table beside him. Suddenly, the good red sandalwood table with dark patterns and pear blossoms clumped and broke into several pieces.

Now, the house is quiet again.

"What should I do now, son?"

The big hand picked up the black Xunyu in front of him from the table. At this moment, Xiao Muchun swept away the resentment of the previous two days. He knew that there was no good end to the instructor.

And this is the hardship they found.

"Bear to the Royal History Desk!"

Hearing this, Lu Jingyun and others, who were silent, looked pale and scary in an instant. The bean-sized sweat rolled down from the door. What's more, their legs trembled and fell to the ground.

The poisonous scorpion team took these people out very numbly. It was the sound of the piano and the flowing water, and the singing and dancing of Qiu Shuizhai became quiet, and even the old lady full of twisting her waist in the aisle disappeared.

Out of Qiushuizhai, several carriages rushed straight to the imperial history platform.

It was the end of the Hai Dynasty, and the imperial history platform had long since disappeared. Yang Yanzhao also expected this. He was thinking of tying several people to their mouths and then write down the crimes of human and gods. It was still in front of the government gate of the imperial history platform, on the other side of the street, the torch surged. In a short time, a forbidden army came to his eyes.

"But Lord Yang?"

The young lieutenant hit the horse, dressed in a bright mountain armor, and his eyebrows were also magnificent, and whispered to the carriage.

In the carriage, Yang Yanzhao just wrote the paper. These thin pieces of paper have been thinking about it for a long time. The words used are all vicious but reasonable. The pen is like a knife, pointing to the bullying of Xun Yu and others and the crime of violating the ancestral law of the Song Dynasty.

Hearing this sound, he was about to find out. When he saw the armor worn by the imperial guards in the palace, he was immediately shocked. Was it possible that the man above sent someone to cure him?

Some are not sure, and some are not sure, but Yang Yanzhao still got out of the carriage and arched his hand to the leader, "I don't know what's wrong with this general?"

"The official's oracle, let the humble position escort the people taken by Lord Yang into the Dali Temple."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao, who was still a little worried, suddenly drove comfortably. In the car, Xun Yu and others, who came because of the forbidden army, were full of trying to shout with their mouths stuffed with cloth towels, but when they heard this sentence, their faces were as gray as earth in an instant.

The torch was connected into pieces in the silent and uninhabited street, reflecting Xun Yu's pale face covered with sweat. Listening to the sound of distant horses' hoofs, Yang Yanzhao sighed comfortably.

It seems that it will be much more convenient to do things tomorrow.

He said in a low voice. When he got into the carriage, Xiao Muchun opened his mouth and smiled at Zhu Li and others. Then he touched the whiskers around his cheeks as if he had drunk a big bowl of wine. For a while, he said a cool word in his mouth and pulled the reins to drive back.

In the yard, the lights were clear. Until Yang Yanzhao just entered the door and heard the sound, the people who had not yet rested came out of their respective rooms. The petite eight sisters and the exhaust wind rushed to the front and pulled the corner of his clothes. Luo's daughter finally put down the heart she had been holding and went smoothly. The hair on his ears showed a smiling face.

"Brother Yanzhao, you won't really give the servant of the Ministry of Industry..."

Li Zhi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice. He knew something about Yang Yanzhao. If he didn't do it, he would have it. If he did it, he would be customized to death. He just thought about Xun Yu's three-grade official title, and he was still a little hard to believe.

He hugged Ba Mei in his arms and pinched the tip of his delicate nose. Yang Yanzhao smiled and said to Li Zhi, who was full of nervousness on his white and fat face, "Almost, the two servants of the Ministry of Industry have been thrown into the prison of Dali Temple."

The words are very plain, and the smile is as ordinary, gently making people in the spring breeze.

But it was this simple sentence that Li Zhi was extremely shocked. Zhang Qian, who followed him, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xiao Muchen, who was quick-eyed, held him and laughed loudly, "Brother Qiu Bai, you haven't known my instructor for a day or two. For him, these things are just a matter of killing an ant."

When Zhang Qian, with a slightly pale face, heard this, all kinds of scenes came to his mind since he and Yang Yanzhao met. That night's long gun swept through the bamboo alleys, and the murderous spirit shocked the ghosts and gods. When he climbed to the Tianzi Hall, he swallowed thousands of miles like the wind.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian agreed with Xiao Muchun's words very much. It seemed that there was nothing that Yang Yanzhao could not do. Even if he picked the moon and picked stars, for him, it was just something that others could not do.

"Brother Xiao, you are talking nonsense again."

Xiao Muchun stared at Xiao Muchun, who scratched his head indifferently and looked at Zhu Li and others who were watching his jokes. Unexpectedly, they were not annoyed, but smiled again.

Seeing him like this, Yang Yanzhao ignored him. He said a few words to Zhang Qian and Li Zhi and pulled them back from the shock. Before entering the house, he turned to Luo's woman who had not spoken beside him and said gently, "Qing'er, after I left, did Yuer enter the palace?"

In front of the imperial government office, it is not difficult for Yang Yanzhao to conclude that it was Chai Qingyun who entered the palace. Otherwise, things could not have been so smooth, and it is impossible that the slightest punishment would not fall on him.

"After you left, Liulang, the sister of the Chai family entered the palace. Up to now, she hasn't come back, will she..."

Speaking of this, there was a little worry between the beautiful curved leaves and willow eyebrows of the Luo family. She understood that tonight, Chai Qingyun was very worried about Yang Yanzhao. If nothing happened in the palace, she would definitely come to the yard to explore the safety.

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao turned his head and looked at the quiet dark sky on the east side. For a long time, he sighed, "Qing'er, you take the fish and exhaust wind to rest. I'll go to the palace for a walk."

There are some things that women can't take on. At least, Yang Yanzhao won't do it like this.

Tonight's events, from the capture of Xun Yu to the arrival of the imperial army in the palace, everything seems to be too smooth, and it is this kind of smoothness that makes people faintly uneasy.

Is it the tranquility before the storm?

At present, Chai Qingyun may be begging under the huge palace. Yang Yanzhao didn't think much at the moment. He told Luo's daughter, and then called Xiao Muchun, who was spitting and laughing with others, and hurried to the princess's house.

Knocking on the door, sure enough, before Chai Qingyun returned, Yang Yanzhao's face suddenly changed greatly. He jumped into the carriage and threw a stunned word to Xiao Muchun, "Brother Xiao, enter the palace."

After a moment of hesitation, the carriage walked on the blue and stone road again. The city was full of silence, but half of the car suddenly stopped.

In the car, Yang Yanzhao, who was extremely restless because Chai Qingyun did not return, thought that he had met the soldiers patrolling the street. Now he wanted to take out the palace walking token in his arms. At this time, Xiao Muchun's voice with surprise came to his ears.

"The villain has seen the princess."

At this moment, Yang Yanzhao's heart tightened. He hurriedly pulled the curtain and leaned out. In front of him, there was a long plain white brocade suit. Under the moonlight, it was elegant and dusty, like a white lotus out of the mud.