The rain is still the spring rain, the spring cold with a bit of bleak charm suddenly came, this spring rain was so sudden that people were caught off guard, and it finally reminded people that spring is coming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe vast rain silk turned into a large net condensed by spring and cold, enveloping this ancient city.

The rain silk penetrated through his fingers, condensed into crystal droplets of water along the dense hair, and gently slid down, Da Liu's face was slightly gloomy, he did not run as fast as those panicked people, but walked slowly with the saber in his hand. In addition to the sudden arrival of this spring rain, there is also the replacement of Lord Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, which made him a little stunned, this ancient capital is still this imperial capital, and there has been no change because of the death of the first emperor. Da Liu is still an ordinary catcher in Kaifeng Mansion, and it is said that he is about to be promoted to become the head of the future, because the current catcher is really old, and it is time to enjoy Qingfu at home.

However, for his imminent promotion, Da Liu's heart did not have much joy, he perfunctory congratulations from his colleagues, but his mood was even more dull and cold than this spring rain. Lao Li's death weighed on his heart like a mountain, and if he didn't find the real murderer, he couldn't be at peace for a day, and in the past few days, the imperial capital has inexplicably appeared in various forms of characters in the rivers and lakes, which made his mood even heavier.

Stepping on the spring cold and stepping on the raindrops, Da Liu returned to the mansion, and to his surprise, only Lord Yin of the Jingzhao Mansion sat firmly behind the desk in the mansion. His boss, Master Yin, was leaning back on the comfortable chair with his eyes slightly closed, looking relaxed and complacent.

For his lord Yin, Da Liu can't talk about any bad feelings, and he can't say any good feelings, Kaifeng Mansion belongs to the important land of Gyeonggi, and it has been changed again and again. This newcomer is already the third term of Da Liu's tenure, not to mention the previous one, he has directly become the current emperor, and the former one has also become today's hot minister. It can be seen that the position of this Jingzhao Mansion Yin is extremely important for Da Zhou, and he will definitely have a great official career in the future.

The eyes swept over the face of Lord Fu Yin with his eyes slightly closed, it was a face that was so white that there were no dark spots, and the unique temperament of a middle-aged man who had reached the age of not yet was revealed on his face, and it could be seen from the angular outline of the other party that this Lord Fu Yin used to have a plump and jade-like appearance. His gaze moved down from Lord Yin's face again, and in addition to the very decent official uniform, his gaze fell on the other party's hand.

He didn't expect that Lord Fu Yin was holding an object in his hand, and when Da Liu saw the object in the other party's hand clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Because what Lord Fu Yin is holding in his hand will be a small coffin, and the material is not known what is carved, and the small coffin has a somewhat eerie feeling, as if this coffin still contains a tiny dead body. For this Lord Yin to have such a habit, Da Liu could only smile bitterly.

"I'm back." Lord Yin of Nafu opened his eyes and saw a person isolated in the mansion, Da Liu, and couldn't help asking: "In recent days, a lot of people have emerged in the imperial capital, and the imperial capital has also gathered envoys from various countries, so it's hard to work during this time." There must be no mistakes in these days, this is related to the majesty of my Great Zhou Kingdom. ”

"Your Excellency, everything is under control." Da Liu told the newly appointed Lord Yin about the results of these days' inspections. He had to report on which people from the rivers and lakes, which inns they lived in, and where the envoys of those countries settled at the post station.

"It's okay, you must not take it lightly, lest you let those who have a heart take the opportunity to make trouble, and then it will be difficult to protect the official, even all the people in my Kaifeng Mansion will not escape the blame." Lord Liao's eyes showed a little glint of approval, and he still liked this usually taciturn catcher, this kind of pragmatic and diligent catch. Just like him, he also learned into the household department with his true talent, and became the third-grade member of the household department. Subsequently, he was transferred to this Kaifeng Mansion and appointed as the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, although it was a flat transfer, but everyone knew that this was a bright and frank official road to heaven. Besides, the current emperor has served as the Yin of the Jingzhao Mansion of Kaifeng Mansion, and he will definitely have a great official career in the future.

Although he thought beautifully in his heart, Lord Liao's face was still as calm as water as always, but the miniature coffin in his hand was held tighter. Kaifeng Mansion is in charge of the entire imperial capital of Gyeonggi, and this Jingzhao Mansion Yin Ke is a second-grade member, although he rarely enters the palace to face the saint, but this is an important department that controls the pulse of the imperial capital. Maybe he won't survive for a few years, and he will return to the hall, but he will have to take a few steps further when he stands under the dragon chair.

After Da Liu finished explaining all this, he stepped out of the palace again, except for the two doormen with condensed faces, Ruoda's Kaifeng Mansion was suddenly drowned in the vast spring rain.

Wisps of tea fragrance, curling light smoke, silent spring rain dripping, a white color everywhere, the condensation of spring cold ripples under the eaves, from time to time there are a few drops of rain that are as cold as a blade splashing into the window, like that naughty child, curious to see the scenery in the window.

Yan Longxing was dressed in white flawlessly, a faint immortal aura faded out of Feng Taishi's clothes, and Li Chongjin's fierce face was covered with a bit of condensational blood. And the boiling water still lifted a few pieces of green oil like emerald tea leaves, flowing springs like infusions, emerald like jade tea poured out of the porcelain pot, suddenly, three crystal clear cups like round jade gems. Filling the room is a quiet and pleasant fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.

"That man is just a small person, why kill people, what can he know?" The white-clothed flawless young man stretched out two slender fingers, gently clamped the cup of jade gems, put them on the tip of his nose and gently felt the pleasant fragrance of tea, he couldn't help but ask Taishi Feng who was a little fairy.

"He saw the old man and the invincible face meet." There was no surprised expression on Taishi Feng's face, as if this matter was just an ordinary trivial matter in his eyes.

"So what, what is it wrong for Taishi Feng to see a Khitan national teacher, the Taishi of the Great Zhou State and the great teacher of the Khitan State meet each other, there is nothing questionable about this. What's more, that Wanyan Invincible did not come to meet the Taishi on behalf of the Khitan Kingdom, but as a Jianghu person. ”

"He heard the word Temple." A sharp flash flashed in Taishi Feng's eyes, so he kept silent, took a sip of tea gently, and then added some charcoal to the stove.

Li Chongjin didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and the blood-like aura around his body had faded a lot. The dialogue between Guo Wei and him also sounded in his mind, he had served Chai Rong all his life, how could such a blow make him willing. But he has been defeated, Chai Rong has successfully succeeded to the throne, and although he is still reused by the current emperor, this is obviously far from his goal.

"It's all said, you still have to waste your efforts, Chai Rong's succession is a historical inevitability." The breezy white-clothed flawless young man couldn't help but smile warmer than the spring breeze. His fingertips played with the glass-like teacup, and his gaze began to glow with an incomparably hot light like the red charcoal.

"What is history, what is crossing, how can the old man not understand Yan Gongzi's words." A trace of doubt flashed in Taishi Feng's eyes, and he asked Yan Longxing, but the expression on his face still didn't change much. His mention of these two names is indeed puzzling.

"Young Master Yan won't be interested in this emperor's position." Li Chongjin suddenly interjected, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed with an incomparably cold light, staring straight at Yan Longxing's body. He couldn't understand why this weak-crowned boy knew so much, seemed to have the ability to predict the future, and predicted what was happening these days with precision and clarity, which shocked him.

"Since you have come to this world, you should do something for this world, and it is not in vain that you have walked in this world, General Li, do you say yes." Yan Longxing's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, wanting to go straight out of the window and shoot into the vast spring rain.

"Do you think there really is retribution in this world?" Ah Lai asked Lao Li very seriously, good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, this is the truth of the cycle of cause and effect. At this time, Lai remembered the situation when he asked Lao Li, he saw Lao Li's solemn gaze, and replied with a somewhat unquestionable expression: "Yes, it's not that I don't report it, the time has not come." ”

"Then you say that we get evil or good retribution in this way." Alai then asked,

"I don't know, we're not good people, we've killed people, we've killed people who deserve to be killed, and we've killed innocent people. As for whether we will receive evil or good retribution, everything is up to heaven to decide. But as long as we are worthy of our hearts, worthy of this heaven and earth, worthy of our brothers, and worthy of our Great Zhou Kingdom. All this is enough, whether it is evil retribution or good retribution, my Lao Li will follow. ”

At this time, Lai knew that there was still a gap between himself and Lao Li, and Lao Li had already seen through everything at that time, but he still had to sink for the obsession in his heart. In the end, even his brother was killed by himself, is it his fault, Alai couldn't stop shouting in his heart, no, I'm not wrong, for her, I can do anything, evil retribution, evil retribution, and brother against the eye.

When Ah Lai saw the middle-aged man raise an incomparably beautiful long knife, a trace of cruelty flashed on his face, and before the middle-aged man could make any moves, his body had already rushed into the vast spring rain. And he felt a fierce cold aura break through the air behind him, and he didn't look back, and his body suddenly turned in front of a servant on the rain-soaked street. Then, he rolled on the street, and the fierce cold aura behind him immediately whistled over his head.

Infinite horror surged in his heart, he was like a dead leaf falling in the spring rain, without any resistance at all, and the middle-aged man only slashed the knife in his hand in the air, and locked himself around. He knew that the middle-aged man was the kind of high-minded martial cultivator, and he was just a poor ant. He had no choice but to flee desperately, but he knew that he didn't have any chance at all, and the middle-aged man obviously had the intention of killing.

Sticking to the damp and cold street, Lai couldn't stop rolling his body, and after that fierce knife wind, there was silence everywhere. At this moment, a pair of thick but extremely clean shoes appeared in front of his eyes, and he was shocked to find that those shoes were the shoes of the middle-aged man.

"Hurt a certain family with a spring rain, you, unforgivable." A thunderous shout rang in Alai's ears, and then, looking up at the shoes, he saw the incomparably hideous face. The delicate long knife condensed a chilling momentum in the rain, and he clearly saw that the thread-like spring rain avoided the delicate long knife one after another, but the middle-aged man's body was not touched by any rain.

To Alai's despair, the chill that swept up all over his body could not be compared to the chill that the middle-aged man was all over, and he found that his whole body could no longer move for half a minute. I could only watch the incomparably delicate long knife slash down from the middle-aged man's hand, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and the curtain of rain turned into a thick curtain at this time.