The majestic palace group of Weiyang Palace, the scale ratio of sections, the eaves and beasts, in the afterglow of the sunset, appear more solemn and magnificent, magnificent.

The Heavenly Palace is shrouded in mystery and majesty in the eyes of the people of Qianshou.

Everyone in Fan Xuelou, who came to this place for the first time, seemed a little restrained, and carefully obeyed the arrangements of the palace attendants.

It was a small, unknown courtyard, somewhat remote, and they were placed here. The deputy director of Na Qingsong then came to see it, instructed a few words not to move around at will, and if something happened, he would come to inform him, and then went to work on his own business.

After only their own people were left, everyone was a little excited. Talking to each other about the scenery of the palace they saw along the way, although there are Yulin sergeants guarding everywhere, and they can't just look at it, but they are all people who have entered the Weiyang Palace once, and they will talk about it in the days to come.

Yuan Zhao, who looked up at the gray sky at the four corners, couldn't help but be a little bored, he originally opened his eyes because he was curious about what the Weiyang Palace of the Han Dynasty looked like. At first sight, but Erl. Both the pattern and scale are far worse than the Forbidden City in Beijing in later generations.

I'm going to be here for three days! There's nothing to do...... If I had known, I wouldn't have come.

It's just that this mood of his didn't last long. Because, near evening, a man he expected came.

Wei Qing didn't come alone. Behind him flashed out was Liu Ju, a young man with a small purple and gold crown on his head and a blue satin brocade robe, and he looked at Yuan Zhao ...... standing next to the rockery in the courtyard with joy on his face.

The twilight is dark, and the night is coming again. Su Lingzhi felt that Fan Xuelou was too monotonous today, just like her lonely mood.

Mrs. Su and Yuan summoned them to the palace, and they heard that they would not be able to return until three days later. The funny Mr. Buyi who can write is also out of the house. Yu Dan, who called herself Sister Lingzhi very affectionately, didn't come today.

Lingzhi was on the railing on the second floor, and when I looked up, I saw a half-curved moon in the eastern sky gradually shining brightly. Looking back at Xiaoice, who had been with her for a day today, the little girl seemed to be tired and was already dozing off.

The evening is cool and the weather is clean, the years are beautiful, but the girl who has just bloomed cardamom already has something on her mind.

She sighed slightly, took out the bamboo flute that Yuan Zhao made for her, tapped her jade fingers, and according to the palace rhythm, the tactful tone sounded in the quiet courtyard.

Under the shade of the laurel trees in the corner of the building, the young Cui Hong lay quietly on the branches of the trees, the shade of the trees was thick, and outsiders could not see him.

He closed his eyes and silently savored the unique clear sound of the bamboo flute, and his heart was plain and soft.

The time spent in Fanxue Lou was peaceful and tranquil, and in his short life at the age of twelve, except for the joy of following his grandfather to hunt, it was the time here that was most worth cherishing!

In the past few days, the anger in my chest because of hatred seems to have subsided a lot. If...... It seems good to have the opportunity to live like this in the future?

This tune played by the eldest lady is so good! He knew that these were all taught to her by Yuan Zhao. Cui Hong didn't have any interest in these, what he couldn't forget was to ask Yuan Zhao to teach him those powerful kung fu...... However, he never had a chance, he didn't know how to say it, and he didn't think about how to beg him.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the leaves, and an alertness welled up in his heart without warning.

Sensitive ears and eyes, subtle perception and beautiful hearing, this is a skill he has cultivated since he was a child hunting in the dense forest with his grandfather.

The boy's eyes widened, and his heart pounded. Through the cracks in the leaves, he saw that a dark shadow began to peek out of the wall and silently leap into the courtyard!

One, two...... About twenty or thirty people dressed in black all entered the backyard of Fan Xue Building in a moment's effort.

Cui Hong didn't learn any martial arts, all he had was a tenacious character and agility. But he can also see from the agility of these people that they are all masters!

He didn't know what these people were going to do, he was actually a little scared in his heart, and he wanted to shout loudly to Lingzhi on the second floor to let her run quickly, but it was too far away for her to hear. By the time I get down from the tree, it's definitely too late.

The men in black were obviously well-trained, and after landing, some people made a few gestures, divided into several groups, and went away in search of their goals.

Su Lingzhi's heart was thinking about what Yuan Zhao was doing here. is usually used to fighting, but he is not used to it for a while, he is so unaccustomed!

The song she played tonight is called "Acacia Song", which Yuan Zhao just taught her last time. Although the girl still doesn't understand what lovesickness is, she likes this gentle and lingering tune very much!

At the end of the song, there seemed to be something touched in my heart, a little sadness, Lingzhi was immersed in it, and suddenly heard Xiaoice behind him scream.

"Sister Lingzhi be careful! Yes....... ”

When she hurriedly looked back, several black figures swept past her, and before she could react, she felt a pair of powerful arms tightly strangling her neck.

Lingzhi struggled a few times in horror, gradually lost his strength, and the bamboo flute in his hand fell on the floor. Before she finally passed out, she heard the sound of Xiaoice fighting and screaming .......

Zhao Yuan, Ma Qi, and Song Jiu were all attacked separately. Although they also fought hard, they were all masters this time, outnumbered, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they were all captured.

All three suffered several injuries, were tied up behind their backs, and pushed into the courtyard. When they gradually understood the situation in front of them, the three of them sank in their hearts.

The black-clothed people in the courtyard gathered, and someone took the lantern from the corner of the building and brought it over. I saw that Lingzhi and the little girl Bing'er were also lifted down from upstairs by a few black-clothed people, and put them together with the little fat man Ma Xiaoqi who was tied up.

Zhao Yuan ignored the wounds on his body, struggled angrily, and shouted angrily: "What happened to the eldest lady? You bastards!" Ma Qi and Song Jiu also shouted and scolded. It's just that the hands and feet are tied strongly, and they can't break free, so they will inevitably be punched and kicked again.

In fact, they already had some guesses in their hearts that the group of people more than two months ago had also broken into Fan Xue Tower, but at that time, they noticed it in advance and transferred Mrs. Su and Lingzhi to the outside of the city.

But today, their backbone, the highest martial arts treasurer, is not there.

The three of them took a moment of respite, and in the light of the lantern, they recognized the faces of several old comrades.

"Sure enough, it's you! You scum who fight for the tiger!"

"Zhu You! You bastard, you still have the face to face the eldest lady and the lady?!"

"If you dare to hurt a cold hair of Lingzhi, you will be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

Zhu You walked closer, looked at the blood-stained faces of the three people who were pressed to the ground, and couldn't help but sneer.

"You guys are traitors to the gang! At the beginning, I was obsessed with your master, and I escaped with the widow of the mother and son, and survived all these years. Now that old thing is dead, see who can protect you!"

"Phew! You brute! The old gang leader treated you brothers like that at the beginning, but you took revenge and colluded with outsiders to kill his old man, and now he doesn't even let go of this only seedling, Lingzhi is your niece! You, you, you, you......!"

Ma Qi's mouthful of bloody spit sprayed on him and scolded.

A person next to him was furious, and he raised his knife and was about to chop it off, but Zhu You stopped him.

"Don't kill here! In the past few days, the wind in the city has been tight, and if the body is found, the Chang'an Mansion will definitely investigate thoroughly. Let's take it back first and hand it over to the Lin Gang Master. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and several black-clothed people knocked the three people unconscious with the handle of their knives, together with the three children of Lingzhi, Xiaoice, and Little Fatty, and came out of the backyard door, and the group disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, seeing that there was no movement around, Cui Hong quietly came down from the laurel tree, his heart was very panicked, and he didn't know what to do.

He wanted to jump from a tree to save someone, but reason told him that it would be useless, just to die.

Cui Hong thought about it, bypassed the empty yard, ran upstairs quickly, took out a dagger from his package and hid it in his arms, and when he passed the railing, he found that Lingzhi's bamboo flute fell on the floor, and he picked it up and stuck it behind his waist.

In the darkness, he slightly discerned the direction in which the people had just left, and the young man quietly followed like an alert monkey.

After walking a short distance, he found the trace of the pedestrian, Cui Hong disappeared and followed from a distance. Turning around a few alleys, they stopped in front of an ordinary courtyard, and in a short time they all entered it and disappeared.

Cui Hong secretly remembered the location of the path, and then ran towards Suzaku Street quickly. Now he has only one thought in his heart: "Maybe only by finding Yuan Zhao, that mysterious child, can he save these people!"

Cui Hong's heart was not sure whether he could find Yuan Zhao, he only knew that a few of them had entered Weiyang Palace, and he only knew the general location of Weiyang Palace.

He didn't know if the captured person was still alive at this time, and his heart swelled up with the same anger that he had seen the Huns slaughter his hometown! The blood of the whole body is boiling!

In the empty night, nearly forty or fifty miles away from Weiyang Palace, a young man threw all the burdens on his body on the ground, gritted his teeth with his bare arms and started running towards the destination!

"Anyway, I'm going to tell him the news!"

In the remote courtyard of the western part of Weiyang Palace, at this moment, Yuan Zhao was sitting quietly on the small rockery thinking about things.

The deputy manager of Qingsong is still good, and the dinner sent to them is quite delicious, and several people are very satisfied.

After chatting for a while, Su Hongyun went back to his room to rest. The shopkeeper Qian and Hou Wu attached great importance to entering the palace this time. I'm afraid that something will go wrong in the next few days, so I went to check those appliances again.

Yuan Zhao remembered that earlier, the little boy Liu Ju suddenly arrived, Su Hongyun couldn't help but be taken aback, she recognized that this was the child she met on Changle Plateau.

At that time, I thought he was a child from a large family to play, but I didn't expect it...... He turned out to be a prince!

Shopkeeper Qian and Hou Wu were also surprised, seeing Wei Qing and the little prince's affectionate attitude towards Yuan Zhao, several people vaguely understood why they were able to enter the palace this time. Everyone's heart has a different feeling about Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao didn't think too much, but he could feel that the little prince's affection for him came from the heart. I can't help but smile a little bitterly in my heart, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to mess with this unlucky child!

Yuan Zhao naturally knew the outcome of his history, and this guy didn't know how to get it later, so he actually got into a fight with his emperor's father, and after he died in failure, he pulled a group of unlucky ghosts to accompany him to the funeral, from prime minister to general...... In the end, even his queen mother, Wei Zifu, also took it.

"This family, there are too many messy things. Alas! It's better to take care of less. Yuan Zhao, who was sitting on the rockery, was talking to himself and thinking wildly.