dhibooks Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Throwing away again, raise your own questions:
"I just heard that you killed Commander Bao, the chief eunuch. Is there any special reason?"
Only then did he realize that he was pursued so hard just now because he didn't explain clearly to others, Yao Qiyun's long eyebrows moved slightly: "He is a man with thousands of faces."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present, including Emperor Yu, couldn't help but thump in their hearts.
The Thousand Faced Man has been notorious in the imperial court in recent decades. He has done a lot of evil, and everyone can punish him.
However, this villain is very good at disguise. Once he pretends to be a good person and stirs up troubles everywhere, if others don't have extraordinary eyesight, otherwise there is no possibility of seeing the flaws.
Therefore, no one knows his whereabouts, and he can often harm people invisible, and most people also keep a respectful distance.
But such a dangerous person is really lurking deep in the court?
Shocked, at the same place, people turned their heads one after another and looked carefully at the palace wall lying on it.
Under the dark corner of the wall, "Commander Bao" lay quietly in a pool of blood without making a sound.
A piece of paste on the face, mixed with thick and greasy flesh, spontaneously pushed to the jaw, and was gradually rolled out due to dehydration, peeling away from the real face.
Under the mask, there was a face of a strange man, his complexion was extremely pale because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
It is the man with thousands of faces.
Under the warm sunshine, a chill slowly crept up from his back, making Emperor Yu shiver involuntarily.
Commander Bao, who was deeply trusted by him for more than [-] years, is really a villain with thousands of faces?
Exhaling deeply, Emperor Yu stabilized his thoughts, and after a long silence, he turned his gaze to Yao Qiyun: "I don't understand, what is going on?"
"The Man with Thousand Faces was ten years ago..."
I want to tell him the ins and outs, but there are too many things involved, so it takes a lot of talking.
To talk so much all at once, to me who doesn't talk often, it's really a very unaccustomed thing.
Before he could say a word, Yao Qiyun's lips were drawn into a straight line, he just opened the package on his shoulder, took out a roll of paper and a pen.
The ink on the slender vellus is still wet, and the palm is used as the desk, vigorously swaying on the paper.List the crimes of the man with thousands of faces on the paper one by one.
When he was young, Yao Qiyun put away the pen and paper, handed it over to an eunuch with both hands.Emperor Yu took the paper that was passed up, and read it carefully word by word.
It turned out that Commander Bao had been killed ten years ago. Unknowingly, Qianmianren disguised himself as him, filled his position and within a few years, completely gained Emperor Yu's trust.
From increasing the taxation of hundreds of officials on their own, to colluding secretly with the Miao Jiang rebels recently, they want to use the soul-absorbing Gu technique to gradually control the emperor and officials, design and wait for the opportunity to replace the emperor, and become the emperor above ten thousand.
Fortunately, the "Secret History of the Jianghu" in the collection of the Yaomen records thousands of exercises in the world, as long as there is one in the Jianghu, there will be a copy in the sect.
Of course, there are stories about the Thousand Faced Man, so Yao Qiyun can quickly confirm his whereabouts, and rush to Los Angeles first when he gets off the mountain to help the emperor solve the matter.
Otherwise, within two years, the dynasty will be completely controlled by villains.
A round of scorching sun shone directly into the palace from the sky, and the cornices of the palace walls shone with bright white light, which fell on Emperor Yu's yellow robe, casting an irregular shadow.
The hand holding the paper trembled slightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.
He handed over the paper to the eunuch, maintaining his usual calm expression: "Record the crimes of the man with thousands of faces in history, and circulate them among the officials one by one, so that everyone must learn from them in the future!"
Hearing the response of "Zha", the eunuchs followed him respectfully, and led a team of Jinyi guards to retreat to the Military Book Pavilion.
Another eunuch came out to respectfully ask for instructions: "Your Majesty, that man with thousands of faces..."
"Throw away at the crematorium, no tomb can be erected." As if sighing, Emperor Yu interrupted his words: "Give his stolen goods to the officers and soldiers who have been infected by Gu."
"twitter!"
After everything was arranged properly, Emperor Yu turned around and looked at the young man in white, with sincere gratitude in his eyes:
"You have contributed a lot to eradicating this treacherous minister for the palace, and I must reward you heavily."
The place to entertain important guests from the imperial court is generally chosen in the Palace of Preserving Harmony.Compared with other palaces in the palace, the furnishings here are extremely luxurious, and it is the place where important banquets are held in the palace.
The half-moon windows of colorful glazed glass in the hall reflect brilliant pearl light, scattered on a red sandalwood banquet table in the center.
Under the respectful guidance of a concierge, Yao Qiyun sat down in front of the Jindun of the banquet.
The red mantle was parted, and twelve beauties and palace ladies entered in a file, carrying colored glaze food plates.
A series of delicate delicacies, delicious and extravagant, are placed in elegant shapes on the table.
The dishes are surrounded by four layers, the inner layer is tea soup and wine, the third layer is all kinds of melons and fruits, the second layer is several plates of five-color cakes, and the first layer is palace meat.
The abundance of food made Yao Qiyun, who had always been eating light tea and light meals in the Yao family, couldn't help being slightly moved.
The bright yellow dragon robes were covered with dragon chairs, and Emperor Yu sat upright across from Yao Qiyun, with a kind expression on his face: "Young man Yao, I really don't know how to thank you, this banquet of food and drink may cleanse you from the dust."
Emperor Yu is a man who loves talents, and he has advised Yao Qiyun several times to be promoted to a higher rank, such as promoting him to be the commander-in-chief of the three armies, and to become the right-hand man of the official court, but he was either silently or directly rejected by the young man. Lost.
In desperation, he could only temporarily summon the royal cook Zheng Yipin from the palace to cook this table of delicious food for Yao Qiyun to express his gratitude.
Sighing regretfully, Emperor Yu put down the porcelain spoon stirring the soup, and looked at Yao Qiyun who was drinking the soup with his head buried in a muffled voice.
The semi-arched roof is covered with light gold glazed tiles, and the brilliance falls on his shoulders.
The delicate-looking young man Lang, with his elbows and sleeves lightly rolled up, brought a spoonful of clear soup to his lips.
His temperament is like bamboo like plum, but his expression is as indifferent as winter snow.
Xu Shi noticed Emperor Yu's gaze, Yao Qiyun raised his head after drinking the soup, and looked at Emperor Yu suspiciously.
4. Chapter 4
Emperor Yu put away his regretful look, nodded and smiled slightly: "This soup is called Luocheng Qingguo Soup, and it was specially prepared by the chefs from Yunhe Tower by the imperial chef. I just found out that you, like me, love to drink it too This kind of soup."
Unintentionally knocked three empty soup bowls with his elbow, Yao Qiyun lowered his eyes again.
Where the eyes fell, it was the green fruit soup in his hand.
The color of the soup is light green. At first glance, it looks like a crystal clear jelly, revealing a moist color, and some jasmine petals are sprinkled on it as an embellishment.
It is sour and sweet at the first entrance, and the aftertaste is refreshing and long...
Green fruit soup, this word seems somewhat familiar...
But before he had any more memories, a soft voice suddenly came from the palace gate: "Father, so you are here! No wonder I asked people to look for you in the Imperial Garden, but they couldn't find you."
Following the voice, she wore a gorgeous long skirt in the color of a concubine, and the slightly pleated skirt was like a light pink brilliance flowing and pouring down on the ground, stretching more than two feet.Princess Wen Cheng took a slightly naughty gait and sat down at the banquet.
She came directly to Emperor Yu and snuggled up to him like a bird, but inadvertently completely ignored Yao Qiyun who was sitting at the opposite table.
Yao Qiyun didn't think it was disobedient at all, he didn't care if others paid attention to him, he just raised his eyes to look at her, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and continued to eat without paying attention.
But Emperor Yu was not very satisfied with Princess Wen Cheng's casual attitude.His long eyebrows dyed white were gathered together, and his tone was lowered, adding a bit of majesty: "Wen Cheng, I am having dinner with a guest, if there is anything, you can come to me later."
Wen Cheng was the most favored by Emperor Yu since she was a child, and she has always been coquettish and willful. Naturally, such words can't intimidate her.
Puckering up her pink and tender lips slightly, she launched a coquettish crit: "Father, I just want to discuss one thing with you!"
She lightly held her baby-fat pretty face, and paused for a moment, suddenly two blobs of coquettish shyness appeared on her cheeks: "It's my marriage with Brother Cheng Yu... When will Father give him a letter of appointment?"
Suddenly hearing this familiar name, Yao Qiyun, who was drinking Xialu wine, frowned slightly thoughtfully.
Emperor Yu's brows were tightly frowned, just like how he refuted the marriage several times before, he waved his hand and made a firm conclusion:
"I don't agree with you two, Feng Chengyu is too hardworking, definitely not your lover."
"Father, that's not called a playful heart, but someone else's is clearly called romantic and suave Yushu Linfeng!"
Princess Wen Cheng picked up a large piece of crystal braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth, her bulging pink cheeks were full of unhappiness: "I don't care! Anyway, I want Feng Chengyu to be my son-in-law!"
Since she forced the maid to take her to sneak out of the palace to play last month, and met Feng Chengyu in Huaxiang and fell in love with him at first sight, she felt that she must marry him in this life.
Emperor Yu suffocated for breath and almost spit out his mouthful of food.
It is really inappropriate to be overheard with such straightforward words from a little princess waiting to be married.
He subconsciously looked at the only outsider in the hall. Fortunately, Yao Qiyun's expression was still calm, and he didn't mean to laugh at him.
He let out a sigh of relief, and patted her on the shoulder earnestly: "He is ten years older than you, and the age difference between you is too large. I don't think he is suitable to be your son-in-law."
"Besides, a dandy young master who only stays in the flower building to have fun, has nothing to do all day long, and behaves badly. He really doesn't have the demeanor that a king of a country should have."
Knowing that her father was unwilling to make concessions, Princess Wen Cheng put her fists on her face angrily, pursed her pink lips high, and gave a heavy "hum" before she stopped talking.
At sunset, the afterglow spread out in front of the red sandalwood banquet table through the glass window, peacefully painting the profile faces of the three people with a thin layer of gold.
The atmosphere of the banquet fell into silence again.