Chapter 25 The eventful autumn

"In the 19th year of Emperor Kuanghui, the dust and clouds will meet in the east of Liudi... It is the night when the stars suddenly fall, and the stars push the back of the turtle, and the turn of the national fortune is tied to Si..."

-The Story of Hugging the Mountain

This is the first time that the two have met. There is no love at first sight recorded in the history book, and there is no two teenagers who sing in the play. They don't know each other and they can't make friends. When the first person in the eastern boundary who made an appointment in the cave in the future meets An Bochen, An Bochen is just a little servant who is desperate in Liujing, and he can't even know the most basic Taoism and Taoist skills.

Most of the wild history is absurd. It is the words of a novelist, but there are also things that the official history does not dare to record, such as the meteor that fell on the outskirts of Liujing that night.

However, there are countless stars on the sky. Although the sudden fall of a star is more or less related to the luck of the country, it does not indicate who is involved with. The good man turned over the calendar and took great pains to find out the celestial changes in the year when the two met, but it was another saying.

In the dead of night, the stars fell into the wild, and only a few people could see it. In the palace in the center of Liujing, which had been crawling for more than 700 years, on the pavilion, a white jade-like hand stretched out, opened the curtain, and walked out of a beautiful man with a crown and jade face.

"The star falls into the wild, it's fierce, it's lucky."

The man is seven feet tall and slightly thin, but his eyes are like the bright moon in the night sky, with a few bright spots in the clear.

"What is Aiqing muttering about?"

The curtain was opened again, and a middle-aged man came out. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, magnificent, and the heavenly court was full. He was looking at the king's mouth.

He looked at the beautiful man with one hand behind him and the other hand on the divination. He frowned and whispered.

"The chess is not finished yet, but Aiqing pushed out the chess. What's the reason?"

Hearing this, the stargazing man smiled faintly and turned back to the middle-aged man and bowed.

"Please forgive me. It's not early. It's time for you to turn back to the Xiangge to accompany His Royal Highness Blue Moon. Don't you think so, Miss Yinghong?

When the words fell, a concave and convex figure stood up from the attic and bowed to Liu Jun through the faint dark fragrance.

"What Master Zuo said is that Her Royal Highness Lan Yue's birthday is coming soon, and you should accompany the princess more often."

"That's all. You two know that I'm soft-hearted, and you really sing together. Ying Hong, I will come to listen to your song another day.

He shook his head with a wry smile. Liu Jun turned around and walked out of the high pavilion. His servant lantern followed, but the man in white did not move. He still stood high in the attic and looked at the stars. This alone is enough to show his position in Liu Jun's heart, otherwise he would not have become the left prime minister of tens of thousands of people under Liu's country today. .

"Ying Hong, I heard that you have a close personal relationship with Mr. Li."

As soon as the woman in the cabinet was about to get up, she saw the left woman turn around and looked at her meaningfully.

Facing the deep eyes of the left, the woman suffocated, and secretly said in her heart that the folk rumors were true. This left face is indeed unparalleled in beauty, but the king seems to be just a friendship of a king and a minister, not like the rumor...

"Your Excellency, when the little woman was still singing folk songs, she was taken care of by the prince, but she never saluted."

"What kind of person is the Prince Li between you?"

"This..."

The woman seemed to frown and hesitated for a long time.

"The prince is unfathomable, which can't be speculated by a little woman."

"What's unusual about the little boy surnamed An next to him?"

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the woman's mouth, as if she had thought of something interesting.

"Is that what the adult said about An Bochen? He is a confused child, but he listens to the prince very much. Except for watching the play, he usually doesn't say a word.

The left one smiled gently, and suddenly raised his robe sleeves and rolled up to the sandalwood in the pavilion.

"Thank you, Miss Yinghong, for telling me that Miss Yinghong will be a beautiful woman tomorrow. In the future, you should learn the etiquette in the palace and don't always call her a little girl."

"Small... Ying Hong knows it."

The woman in the cabinet bent down to salute and said respectfully, but as soon as she got up, she saw the sandalwood on the case suddenly flashed, and then the green smoke rose and gradually turned into a blue and white snake. Before she could scream, she suddenly shrank and rushed away, and drilled into her forehead in the blink of an eye.

"Plop!"

The woman fell down on the soft collapse. After a while, she snored and fell asleep.

He didn't go to the people in the cabinet anymore. He looked at the sky with his hands on his back and smiled faintly for a long time.

"I thought I was wrong. It turned out that it was the little boy who delayed for five days. Then wait a few more days. Don't be impatient, my lord."

His eyes drooped, crossed several neighborhoods, and fell to the big house on the west side of Dongyuan Street. A smile floated at the corners of his mouth. The next moment, it turned into smoke and dissipated high in the pavilion.

West of Dongyuan, Duke of Huo.

The old man, who was said in an extremely playful tone, was standing next to the old tree in the backyard, looking coldly at the two young men who were talking.

His eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his face was as heavy as water. He seemed calm, but in fact, the bottom of his heart had been filled with surprise.

There are very few things that can surprise him. By now, there may be only one or two or two in three years. But in the autumn of the seventh year of Kaiping, unexpected things happened one after another, which hit his already ancient heart.

First, Mr. Li was killed, and then Mr. Li was counterfeited with Taoist charms... And these things have nothing to do with the seemingly ordinary young man who is not far away. At present, the teenager actually came to his mansion with something that made it difficult for Duke Huo to suppress his shock - the innate fire.

Duke Huo clearly remembers that last night, he visited Moyun Tower and destroyed the teenager's cave in anger. The divine temple was destroyed, and even if the divine master arrived, it could not be recovered, and the teenager was destined to have nothing to practice from now on.

But Duke Huo never thought that this young man was not only not killed by the iron horse sent by the day, but also came to him with a congenital fire. In the eyes of the heavenly master of the Duke of Huo, how can he not see that the innate fire hidden in An Bochen's body is even more incredible to him. The fire of the young man is not like the newborn fire at all, and there is at least four or five years of vitality.

In the moonlight, the old man's eyes were complicated, and the feeling of being out of control gradually came out, which made his heart very uncomfortable.

If something is abnormal, he is a demon. Five days ago, he was just an ordinary servant. Five days later, he actually stole the fortune of heaven and earth and turned into an existence that even he could not see through. Such a young man should be the evil of lying in Liujing. If he is not eliminated today, he will become a big trouble in the future!

The eyebrows frowned, and there was a strong murderous intention in his heart, and the Duke of Huo came out.

"How dare you come?"

An Bochen and the Huya teenager were talking happily, and heard a low voice behind him. An Bochen was stunned at first, and then his face changed slightly and hurriedly turned around.

"Your Excellency..."

He didn't expect to see the Duke of Huo so easily. An Bochen was shocked and stood timidly, thinking about how to convince him, but he didn't find a strong murderous intention flashing in the Duke Huo's eyes.

An Bochen didn't notice it, but the tiger-toothed teenager beside him could see clearly, with an eager face, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.

"You come here tonight, but you want to return that fake son?"

The inexplicable voice of the old man came from his ear. An Bochen didn't expect that the Huo Guo Guild would take the initiative to mention this matter. He was secretly happy and nodded.

"Yes."

"Use Mr. Li to cover up his identity?"

The killing in his eyes was a little better, Duke Huo asked again.

After thinking about it, An Bochen didn't come up with any other excuses, so he said honestly.

"The Duke Mingjian."

Did he change his mind?

Listening to the question of Duke Huo, An Bochen lowered his head and said secretly, but he felt a little incredible. After thinking about it, he raised his head and wanted to explain it well. Suddenly, he felt a sudden cold on his back, and inexplicable coldness gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha, what a little servant, what an An Bochen, so unavoidable, I can't see you!"

"Good courage! I have been on the battlefield for more than 70 years, but this is the first time I have seen such a person.

"I dare to do this in the face of my father-in-law today. If you are lucky enough to become the most important minister of the country in the future, don't you want to bully you like that person? Such a monster can't keep you!"

At the beginning, An Bochen was confused. Gradually, his body couldn't help trembling and his face turned pale.

He knew that Duke Huo had misunderstood, but when he found out that he wanted to explain all this, it was too late.

Under the moonlight, the old man suddenly stepped forward. Before An Bochen could open his mouth, the blood-stained steel knife was pulled out by the Duke of Huo, held high in mid-air, aimed at An Bochen, and was about to be cut down in a blink of an eye.

"No!"

A low roar came out, and a figure flashed through the afterglow. An Bochen saw the tiger-toothed teenager rushing up regardless of his body, hugged the leg of Duke Huo, and anxiously stared at An Bochen, but signaled him to go quickly.

After two steps back, An Bochen looked at the old man with a cold face, and his heart retreated, but he could dissipate in an instant.

He can't flinch, let alone walk away.

If he leaves, there will be no place for him and Sima Jin in Liujing. He can't get the fake prince. It is almost impossible to take back Jiu Chenjun, who is hidden in the deep palace. What's more, even if he narrowly escapes back, the ruthless Xiao Hou will not let him go... Simajin, I don't know how she is now.

He was panicked and anxious. An Bochen looked up and saw the Duke of Huo looking angrily at the teenager who hugged his thighs. His empty left hand was raised high and was about to slap him.

It's not good!

An Bochen's face changed sharply. He thought that the young man was alone as a servant in the Duke of Huo's mansion. He had no food and no clothes. It was rare to see his peers happy, but after a while of acquaintance, he was killed by the Duke of Huo.

It's rare that he was born with a bottomless hole, but he would end up like this, if it hadn't been for my arrival...

There was a strong indignation in my heart, and a pillar of fire rose in his eyes, which dissipated in a blink of an eye. At this moment, for some reason, An Bochen couldn't control the anger in his heart. He rushed up desperately, grabbed Huo's arm and shouted in a low voice.

"Don't kill him!"

The roar came out. Not only the tiger-toothed teenager, but also a trace of strangeness appeared on Huo Guogong's face. The knife was only half a foot away from the teenager's forehead, but it was stagnant and could not fall.