The romantic of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 249 The Bright Gun and the Dark Arrow 3

In July, it was almost noon. The hot sun was shining on the earth. The heat wave hit, which made people feel breathless. Even if Li Xulun was walking with a shadow, he rushed all the way from Qianyuan Hall to the Delin Hall. His sweat was like a spring, and his single clothes were soaked like water. As usual, I was really embarrassed. I just wanted to go into the hall to cool down, but I was stopped on the spot.

"Your Highness, please stay!"

Sun Quanfu bowed and stopped in front of Li Xulun. Although he was polite, his tone was unquestionably firm, and he was not at all tolerant because of Li Xian's sweaty embarrassment.

"Oh, it's Grandpa Sun. Is your mother here?"

Li Xulun lived in the palace all year round and was very familiar with the eunuchs around his mother. At this sight, Sun Quanfu came out, but he didn't care too much. He just asked indifferently.

"The Empress is discussing state affairs. Your Highness, please come back later."

Li Xulun has always been very favored. He is ten years old and still lives in the palace. This kind of treatment is the only person except the prince, that is, Li Xian and Li Xian, the two direct princes, have never enjoyed it. Sun Quanfu dares not easily offend him, but it is absolutely impossible for Sun Quanfu to let him in. He can only laugh with him. He replied with his face.

"Oh? That's right. That's all right. I'll go back first.

Li Xulun frowned slightly and looked at Sun Quanfu. Seeing that he had no intention of giving way at all, the suspicion in his eyes was a little stronger, but he didn't argue much. He just replied indifferently, turned around and walked to the circuit. He didn't seem to care much. He just turned the corner of the Qitian Hall, and Li Xulun That is, he looked around alertly. Seeing that there was no one left and right, his little body rushed into the hall and went straight to the side hall along the hall. He rushed all the way to a side room of the side hall, moved a few feet, lay on the window sill, and carefully observed the door of the Delin Hall through the slightly open window lattice. .

A quarter of an hour has passed, a column of incense has passed, and half an hour has passed. The outside of Delin Hall is still quiet, and there is no movement at all. Only those eunuch maids are like wood under the scorching sun. As soon as this situation comes out, the doubts in Li Xulun's heart are a little deeper, and the eyes of looking at the Delin Hall are also Therefore, it is even more gloomy and cold.

Before the end of time, there was finally a movement in the Delin Hall. Ming Chong, with a slightly pale face, came out of the hall, but he saw that his official robe was still neat, but his footsteps were obviously floating a lot, and he did not see the stability of the past, and he seemed to be floating. Soon, Queen Wu also came from the inside. With the style, the whole person looks particularly lazy, and the blush on his face is clearly visible. Even at a distance of nearly 20 feet, Li Xulun can see the enchanting color between Qingwu's eyebrows.

"Gig..."

Unconsciously, Li Xulun's breathing became short, his teeth clenched, and a pair of small fists were clenched tightly, so that blue veins burst out on his small arms...

Shen Shizheng, the sun has gradually turned to the west, and the temperature has dropped slightly, but it is still hot enough. The porters of the British Royal Palace can't stand such hot suffering. They all sneaked into the ear room, made a pot of herbal tea, and gathered together to talk nonsense. In the past few days, His Highness said that he was sick and could not be a guest, but he was not afraid. Suspected of dereliction of duty, he was talking happily when he suddenly heard a fake cough outside his ear. A group of people followed the sound and jumped up like an electric shock.

"Yo, it's Manager Wang who is here. Are you always going out?"

In panic, the porter Ding Quan, the porter, flew to meet the people. He humped and talked to him with a smile. It was not surprising. Although General Manager Wang was only the third general manager of the outer courtyard of the royal family, his identity was unusual. His brother-in-law Lin Hu is now the most popular in front of His Highness. People, his sister Wang is one of the stewards of the inner court. She is definitely a person who has to stamp his feet and shock the outer courtyard. Although he is not the boss who should be in charge of the porter, he is by no means a low-level steward like Ding Quan who can offend him. If he doesn't wait for him, he will cause big trouble.

"Well, just log it down."

Mr. Wang nodded reservedly. He didn't mean to greet Ding Quan at all, but just said lightly.

"Oss. Please wait a moment. I'll take the small one for you."

The rules of the British Palace are so big that you have to take the number plate when you go in and out. Except for Li Xian himself, no one else can be an exception. Even if Gao Mi, the general manager of the inner court, wants to go out, you have to take the number plate first. Otherwise, if you want to go out of this door, there is no way to enter. This is a death order given by Li Xian himself. No one dares to go against it. Although Ding Quan was determined to flatter General Manager Wang, he never dared to do anything about this matter. He could only answer with a smile and hurriedly asked his men to bring the registration book and number plate. After being signed by General Manager Wang, he respectfully handed over the number plate.

"Well, that's good."

General Manager Wang casually took the number plate in Ding Quan's hand and dealt with it casually. Without even looking at Ding Quan, he staggered out of the gate, called a carriage of the royal palace, and went far away.

"Bah, what is it? The eyes are all long above the head, little man!"

The porters' mouths are quite poisonous, and they are not used to the arrogantness of Mr. Wang. As soon as they left, someone scolded them with hatred.

"Shh, you're so damned. Let's die."

Others don't know the true identity of General Manager Wang. Ding Quan, as one of the stewards of the royal palace, knows a little about it. He knows that General Manager Wang can't be provoked. Hearing this, his subordinates are unobstructed, so he immediately anxious and turned around and cursed.

"Who is going to die, huh?"

As soon as Ding Quan's voice fell, a cold voice suddenly sounded in front of him. He immediately scared Ding Quan. He turned around and looked back, and his waist immediately bent like a bow.

"Ah, I have seen Grandpa Gao. Do you always have something to do?"

Ding Quan just made a rude speech. When he turned around, he saw Gao Mio, the general manager, standing in front of him. He immediately became weak and invited him with a cold sweat.

"Registration book."

Gao Mi is a high-ranking person in this British royal palace. He will not have the same experience as small people such as Ding Quan. He just spread out his hands and said concisely.

"Ah, yes, please."

Ding Quan thought that Gao Mio was going to go out, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He hurriedly handed the registration book in his hand with the brush to Gao Mio.

"Hmm." Gao Mio said without saying anything. He took over the registration book, but did not pick up the brush. He casually turned over the registration book and didn't ask much. He just taught him a lesson calmly: "Although you are inferior, you are the face of the royal palace. You have to check your words and deeds. How can you leave your job without permission before changing shifts and go on duty." As soon as the words fell, he didn't give Ding Quan a chance to explain. He left the doorman with his hands behind his back and hurried to the inner courtyard.

"Wow..., it's so dangerous. I'm so stunned. Didn't you hear the order of General Manager Gao? Why don't you all be on duty quickly!"

When Gao Mio left, Ding Quan, who was worried that he could not escape the punishment, was as relieved as the rest of his life after the robbery. At the beginning, he roared at his subordinates, which made everyone panic for a long time, and the chickens and dogs rushed out of their ears...

In the study, Li Xian, dressed in single clothes, sat behind a few pieces and stared blankly at the chessboard in front of him. He seemed to be playing a score, but the chess piece in his hand did not fall for a long time, and his eyebrows were slightly locked. However, Gao Mio just turned out of the back of the screen, and Li Xian's eyes were fast. The ground swept over.

"Your Highness, the target has been moved."

Gao Miaozi took a few steps, grabbed Li Xian in front of him, bowed his body, and carefully reported.

"Well, let's go."

Li Xian raised his eyebrows, patted the pieces in his hand on the chessboard, snorted coldly, and ordered with a murderous spirit.

"Yes, the maidservant obeys!"

As soon as Li Xian said this, Gao Mi's body suddenly trembled, answered with a trembling voice, and hurried out of the study. In a few moments, there were riots in several houses of the British Royal Palace almost at the same time, but soon calmed down...

Haoyue Garden, one of the most prestigious brothel in Luoyang City - in the top ten Huakui in Luoyang, Haoyue Garden has monopolized the top five, or the top five. With such gimmicks, its reputation is unspeakable. Of course, it is naturally a rich or noble person who can enter here, and there is no one in his pocket. Flying money is pressing on the body. I'm afraid that I don't even dare to enter the gate of Haoyue Garden. As for ordinary people, they can't even touch the side. However, for General Manager Wang, his family is not a big problem. Because this place belongs to one of the hidden forces of the King's Mansion. As one of the senior officials of the King's Mansion, he is also responsible for intelligence collection, Hao Yueyuan is exactly one of the jurisdictions that Mr. Wang should manage. On his own land, Mr. Wang doesn't need to be too taboo. When he has "interest", he comes here to pour out fire, but there is nothing inconvenient. Well, today, when he entered the garden, Mr. Wang is unrestrained until the sun is about to set, which is quite fun. With the courtesy of the turtles/slaves, they swayed out of the garden and stumbled to the special carriage of the royal palace parked beside them.

"Gone home!"

Mr. Wang obviously drank a little too much. He got into the carriage drunk and hazyly. When he got into the carriage, he made a vague order and leaned into the carriage blindly. But he didn't wait for it to lean on the mattress. His eyes suddenly found that there was a man sitting in the wide carriage. He just wanted to shout, a snowy The steel knife has been put on its neck.

"Luo, Luo, Lord Luo, you, you are..."

Director Wang was shocked and finally saw the true face of the man in the carriage. It turned out to be Luo Tong's evil spirit. Suddenly, his face turned green and he stammered and couldn't say a complete word.

"Wang Meng, General Manager Wang, you are so free. Hey, Luo has been waiting for you for a long time. If you have anything, please listen to your Highness. I think Your Highness will be very interested." Luo Tong licked his lips and made a creepy laugh that made Mr. Wang turn the back of the knife and hit Mr. Wang's neck heavily, but after listening to a muffled hum, Mr. Wang's fat body suddenly fell all the time, and then fell softly in the carriage...