Everything is as usual in front of the main entrance of the palace, and the braziers on both sides are lit up brightly. On the city wall, torches are lit at intervals.

The gates of the palace are naturally closed. In the hallway of the door, there were several heavily armed guards. Inside the doorway, a pair of eyes are looking out.

Zhuangzi and Rong'er, when they arrived at the palace, they didn't dare to walk on the roof, and walked on the street in a regular manner. On this side of the palace, no one is allowed to walk on the roof, and once they appear, they will be shot.

The two came to the gate of the palace, but before they could speak, they were stopped by several guards.

"What people! Hold it! ”

"Stop!"

"One more step, shoot and kill!"

The guards stopped with Changge and shouted.

More than a dozen guards came out of the doorman's room, and surrounded the two of them in the core with Changge.

"Stand back! Back off! Back off! ”

Under the persecution of Changge, Zhuangzi and Rong'er had no choice but to retreat outside the cordon that the guards thought they had. The guards consider the security cordon to be on the street. That means: the royal gate, no one is allowed to approach.

"I want to see the Lord! I want to see the Lord! I'm Zhuangzi! I'm Zhuangzi ......"

Zhuangzi naturally wouldn't be forced to retreat like this, he shouted as he retreated.

"!" One of the little leaders of the guards shouted, "This is a big night! The Lord will meet you? Who are you? What about the Jin see waist card? ”

Rong'er said as she stepped back: "I ask the official to report to the Lord, Zhuangzi and Rong'er ask to see me!" Ask for the official to be accommodating! It doesn't matter if the Lord sees it or not, you have to let the Lord know......"

"Shut up! Why is there so much nonsense? Roll on! ”

Under the persecution of more than a dozen guards Changge, Zhuangzi and Rong'er were forced to retreat to the street.

The leader of the guards took Changge away and drew a cordon on the ground. Chang Ge dragged on the bluestone ground, making a "quack" sound, and Changge's sharp blade slashed on the bluestone ground, sparks appeared from time to time.

"This is the cordon! Cross the cordon, shoot and kill! ”

More than a dozen guards held Changge in their hands, looking vigilant, and retreated back to the gate of the palace.

"I want to see the Lord! I want to see the Lord! I'm Zhuangzi! I'm Zhuangzi ......"

"I ask the officials to report to the Lord, Zhuangzi and Rong'er ask to see me!"

Zhuangzi and Rong'er had no choice but to get off the bed, kneel there, and shout loudly towards the gate of the palace.

The guards are naturally too lazy to take care of it, you can shout if you like to shout, as long as you have that strength, as long as you have a good voice. In this lonely long night, you can just sing as a bird, and listening to it can also relieve fatigue.

One of the small leaders of the guards greeted the man at the door and went back to the depths of the palace. In any case, this matter must be reported to the chief of the palace guard. In any case, the person who came was not an ordinary person, he was a Zhuangzi.

"Your Excellency! Lord Steward! ”

The little leader came to the side of the dormitory, and when he saw the black-clothed guards through the notice of the internal guards, he reported the incident of Zhuangzi and Rong'er coming to the gate of the palace.

"He? Zhuangzi he? The black-clothed guard shook his head, and then said, "He's here to die?" He? ”

"What does the manager mean?" The little boss asked flatteringly.

"What does that mean?" The black-clothed guard's face changed and he shouted.

"Do you want to? The little ones found a reason to kill them both? ”

"Looking for a reason? What is the reason? The black-clad guard asked displeased.

In fact! He wanted to do this, so he killed Zhuangzi. But? He can't say it clearly, huh?

This little boss is a sycophant, if you agree, if something goes wrong in the future? This guy is going to push you on the head right away.

"I killed people, and I killed them at the behest of the Governor!"

Sycophants and villains are like this, with flexible brains, but no moral bottom line.

He still likes the kind of person who really does practical things, does what you want to do first, and then comes to find refuge. Such a person is reliable, and it is enough to be a "buddy".

"It's on me! Lord Steward! It's not easy to find a reason to kill? I'm a palace guard! I'm a law enforcer, so I say that he broke the law, broke into the palace, assassinated the king, and killed him, so don't you kill him? ”

"Nonsense!" The black-clad guard shouted. Then he said calmly, "I'll talk about this tomorrow, and see what the Lord means." ”

"Oh?"

"It is impossible for the Lord not to know such a big thing."

"Oh?"

"You think Zhuangzi is so easy to kill?" The black-clothed guard then said, "Even if I make a personal move, I can't take him down within thirty or fifty moves." What do you think? He asked you to kill you, and you still dare to kill? ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The little leader thought to himself: It's not easy for me to kill Zhuangzi, I aimed the bow and crossbow at him, and shot a sharp arrow at him, if he doesn't die, he will become a sperm?

Not long after the little boss went to the deep palace to report the situation to the head of the black-clothed guards who guarded them, another guard, found a reason, and also went to the palace. He did not go to the black-clothed chief who guarded them, but, through a small supervisor in the palace, informed the lord Song Kuicheng of Zhuangzi's arrival at the gate of the palace.

Song Juecheng hadn't rested yet, and was still watching the music sent by Song Rongzi on the high platform in the dormitory. These pieces have all been reviewed by Song Rongzi, and it doesn't matter if he sees them or not. But for the sake of the responsibility of a king, it must still be seen.

From the way and method of handling affairs of the courtiers, we can see the ability of a courtier, and the loyalty of this courtier to his master. So! As a responsible king, these cantata are a must-see.

Don't look at Song Kecheng, who usually doesn't talk much in the court, and listens to the courtiers below, but he clearly understands in his heart that he sees who has the ability and who doesn't.

After the little eunuch got the information, he entered the dormitory on the pretext of sending tea and came to Song Juecheng.

Seeing that it was him, Song Quecheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand and looked at him.

"Lord!" The warden whispered, then turned his head and looked around cautiously.

"Say it! No one! Seeing that the little eunuch looked a little nervous, he nodded and reminded.

"Lord! Zhuangzi knelt at the gate of the palace and asked to see the Lord. ”

"Then let him kneel!" Song Juecheng said, waved his hand at the little eunuch, and signaled to retreat.

"Yes!"

"Come back!" Song Juecheng picked up the bamboo slip and put it down, and asked in a low voice, "What about him?" Is there any action? Is Zhuangzi really kneeling or pretending? ”

"Yes!"

"Go, go, go! Let me know tomorrow morning! ”

"Yes!"

"Come back!" Seeing that the little eunuch was about to leave again, he hurriedly stopped. "It's a cold day! Kneeling outside? Then he said, "Go, go!" ”

The little eunuch didn't understand what Song Juecheng meant, and touched his head as he walked.

What does the Lord mean? In this cold day, are you going to kneel to death? Still is? Is he really kneeling and fake kneeling? This, this, this?