Chapter 47: Confrontation on Jinluan

The wind and snow are about to rest, and the chill is still deep.

The swaying sky and a heavy cloud make people's hearts accumulate haze for a long time. There is more wind on the face like a knife, and who would like to stay outside for a long time?

Chang'an Palace is endless and magnificent, but it just seems to be a deeper loneliness, overflowing here. A row of carved columns extends to endless places on both sides without seeing its end. Behind it is the Taiji Hall, which is like a giant sitting, standing silently in the palace, with clouds overhead. I wonder if it will also feel lonely because of loneliness all day long? Or are you tired of the open and secret struggles that happen inside it every day?

A white figure, his clothes are raised in the wind, and his hands are on the jade railing, overlooking the distance. The Zhuhong City Gate of Miyagi spans a wall in the distance, and his eyes seem to be looking forward to something. Sometimes the wind swept over his beautiful face, and there was no change in his face, but he sighed gently, not afraid of the cold and the wind.

"Han Hermit, your friend is awake." An eunuch's father-in-law came to him and said respectfully, pulling Han Ling back from his distant thoughts. He looked at the father-in-law with a smile and nodded, "Your father-in-law."

The father-in-law bowed slightly and bent down.

Han Ling restrained his smile again and looked at the long jade ladder in front of him, a large area of empty space leading straight down to the bottom, and a large area of thick loneliness wandering.

"The Hermit..."

When Chen Rufeng's eyelids opened, a familiar face was staring at him. It could be seen that the sadness on his face gradually turned into joy. He exclaimed, "He woke up! He woke up!"

A man in noble clothes hurried to his side. Chen Rufeng felt that his forehead was poked, and then the pulse on his wrist was pressed again. He only heard an elderly voice saying, "He has basically recovered, but he needs to rest for at least three days and get out of bed." After that, the man muttered again, and his voice was so low that only Chen Rufeng could hear it: "The insider is extraordinary, and even the speed of healing is different from ordinary people..."

But everything is only in Chen Rufeng's hazy vision, as if there is a layer of fog covering his eyes, which is blurred.

The concerned face reappeared in front of him. Chen Rufeng tried his best to identify that this person was Guan Xingyi. The slightly fat face was a little bold, and a warm current surged up in his heart. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but there was an air blocking his throat, which made him speechless.

Guan Xingyi looked at him softly, shook his head, and motioned him not to force him. He also saw the doubt in his eyes and said, "It was Han Ling who saved you."

Chen Rufeng was stunned when he heard the words, but now it is difficult to remember what happened before, as if something in his mind was lost in the dark.

He recalled desperately, but he couldn't remember it. All he could remember was a roar from Meng Qianxiao's interrogation, and the rest of the memories were hidden in a corner.

He closed his eyes and looked bitter. Seeing his face, Guan Xingyi quickly shouted, "The imperial doctor...the imperial doctor..."

Chen Rufeng suddenly opened his eyes.

The imperial doctor?!

He looked around, but this was the most luxurious room he had ever seen in his life. Compared with this, the guest room of the prime minister's mansion was simply a witch. His eyes were full of golden, the pillars were golden, the vases were carved with golden yellow, and even tables and chairs were covered with golden tablecloth mats. In a word, the whole room is magnificent, magnificent and extremely luxurious, and it seems that gold has become as cheap as a cheap thing here.

Guan Xingyi went out to call someone to call the imperial doctor. He went to the bedside and looked at Chen Rufeng's expression of inquiry. Suddenly, he was confused and didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Here...is...what...ground..." Chen Rufeng vigorously broke through the breath of his throat and finally made a weak voice, but it was barely discernible. Guan Xingyi was shocked and said, "You didn't know this is the palace?! The palace of the Tang Dynasty!"

Royal study.

As the imperial study, this place is naturally a collection of all kinds of precious classics. Naturally, it is neat and spotless. All books are sorted and stacked neatly, and each stack of books is evenly spaced. Because this is also the place where the emperor criticizes the memorials, naturally it should not seem too narrow. Most of the places are empty for desks and chairs. Two yellow lanterns are placed on two poles, in which finger-long candles are nodded, and the firelight shakes. There are two pillars on both sides of the table, each hanging with yellow curtains like respectful slaves. As long as the bolt rope is pulled away, it will gently hang down and cover the table. I don't know what it will do.

There are only two people in the room, one is Li Linfu, the prime minister of the dynasty, and the other is naturally Li Longji, the king of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Longji was dressed in a dragon robe, with a solemn face and a pair of sharp eyes. Li Linfu, who lowered his head, was silent, but his calculating eyes seemed to be calculating something.

" Prime Minister, what do you think about this matter?" Li Longji asked lightly. Li Linfu seemed to have been prepared for this problem and said confidently, "Your Holiness, Weichen has pointed out in the hall today that this matter is full of doubts..."

"I'm not talking about this," Li Longji said coldly. Li Linfu was stunned and didn't know how to continue, and he didn't dare to talk about it.

"Of course, I know that even Zhao Fengzhang, the governor of Xianning, wrote to this point that Chen Rufeng and Jiang Shengtian had destroyed a criminal gang of children in Xianning, and would never steal tributes. I also think that this case is a case in the case, and the judgment of the ghost head is indeed more arbitrary. However, the twelve people in the ghost house are now seriously injured. What do you think the Prime Minister should do now? Li Longji asked, and Li Linfu changed his mind and answered without hurry.

"Weichen believes that this case needs to be handed over to the emperor for your personal trial. They will certainly tell everything honestly in front of the emperor and dare not offend the emperor." Li Linfu said respectfully.

After hearing this, Li Longji frowned and thought about it. Li Linfu also stood aside, and the imperial study fell into silence again. The two gentlemen and ministers frowned, and the other with a smile on their faces were extremely respectful.

"Well, just do as you want. After they recover from their injuries, I will hear the case in Jinluan Hall. However, twelve people were strangely injured in the ghost house. Does the prime minister think it needs to be thoroughly investigated?

Li Linfu lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, Weichen believes that the case of stealing tributes is more urgent. After all, there were no lives in this disturbance. Maybe it was just an ordinary fight. And the case of Tianzhu tribute is related to my Tang Dynasty!"

Li Longji did not nod, but his eyebrows were locked deeper, turned his eyes to the neatly arranged bookshelf, and said nothing more. Li Linfu stood quietly beside him.

"Tianzhu..." Li Longji meditate, and his eyes became as deep as the abyss.

Before the imperial doctor arrived, a man in white had crossed the threshold into the room and ran straight to the bed.

Chen Rufeng looked at the person, his eyes were hot, and his eyes were full of tears, "Han Da...Brother..."

Guan Xingyi retreated knowingly. Han Ling stretched out his palm, stopped Chen Rufeng from speaking, half knelt down, stretched out one hand on Chen Rufeng's chest, and closed his eyes.

A stream like a sweet spring ran up from Chen Rufeng's chest, dispersing the air blocked on Chen Rufeng's throat, making Chen Rufeng's anger and throat relaxed, so that he could finally speak.

"Thank you..." Chen Rufeng said gratefully. Han Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother, don't be so polite."

Chen Rufeng wanted to sit up, but his whole body was powerless. Guan Xingyi beside him saw his intention and quickly reached out to help him up and put his back next to the head of the bed. Chen Rufeng also cooperated vigorously and reluctantly leaned his upper body against the head of the bed.

"Brother Han, Sheng Tian..."

"Don't worry, he just suffered some skin trauma, and it's not a big deal. On the contrary, it's you. The internal injury is not light. Fortunately, the imperial medical skills in the palace are good, and coupled with your own true qi cultivation, the recovery progress is ideal." Han Lingdao.

"Yes, you can rest assured to have a good rest here these days." Guan Xingyi smiled and showed a row of snowy teeth, but his sun-eating tiger knife was not beside him. It was probably put away by the guards when he entered the palace. After all, the palace is heavy and weapons cannot be brought in at will.

Chen Rufeng was full of doubts about this matter and didn't know how to ask about it. He just looked at the two with strange eyes. They looked at each other and smiled and guessed what Chen Rufeng was thinking. Guan Xingyi patted Han Ling on the shoulder, saying that he handed it over to him and put his arms against the wall.

"You must be very confused. Why are we in the palace?" Han Ling laughed, and Chen Rufeng nodded. Therefore, Han Ling briefly described the matter. He met Guan Xingyi, who investigated the theft of tributes in Ningzhou, and finally found a clue. They successfully threatened Zeng Da in Tianyu Gang to testify to them, proving that the main brain behind the matter was Wen Zicheng. When they rushed back to Chang'an, after many unannounced visits, they finally knew that they had become guests of Li Linfu's house. When they arrived at the prime minister's house, they were told that both of them were in the ghost house. Han Ling suddenly sensed something wrong. When he rushed to the ghost house, he saw Jiang Shengtian fall to the ground and unconscious. The other seven knives and Tianyu helped three people in the ghost house were injured, and Meng Qianxiao was stabbing Chen Rufeng with a knife!

When Guan Xingyi heard this, he also snorted coldly, showing his disdain for the ghost mansion. He interrupted Han Ling and said, "Those hypocrites actually used severe torture to force Shengtian to extract confessions and bully more..."

Han Ling looked at him with a smile, and Guan Xingyi quickly closed his mouth with embarrassment.

Han Ling continued that at the critical moment, he stopped Meng Qianxiao from killing him and pulled Chen Rufeng back from the edge of death. Chen Rufeng took a breath of cold air and could imagine the critical situation at that time. If Han Ling came a step late, he was afraid that he would have become the dead soul under Meng Qianxiao's knife.

"In the end, I would have sent you and Jiang Shengtian to the prime minister's mansion, but later the Prime Minister sent you to the palace for medical treatment." Han Ling said that Chen Rufeng heard something different from it, " Even all of us were summoned to the palace."

Guan Xingyi said, "I guess they just want to put us under house arrest, because this case is about Tianzhu tribute, which is not small..."

Han Ling glanced at him warily again. Only then did Guan Xingyi realize that his mouth was out of control. He looked at him in panic and saw that there was no one around him before he was relieved.

Chen Rufeng's heart was suspenseful. Although Han Ling and Guan Xingyi are beside him now, he also has a rare down-to-earth feeling in his heart. However, I always feel that in this grand palace, there is a sense of sensuousness, as if there are countless beasts with ghosts hidden in the dark woods.