Since the first snow fell, God wanted to lose control, and it snowed several times in succession, and the entire capital was completely wrapped in a piece of silver, and thick snow was stored on the streets, except for the avenue outside the imperial city, which was swept every day and still maintained its original appearance, in other places, there was no manpower to ensure the removal of snow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The snow had already been frozen hard by the north wind, and people walking on it would fall on a big horse if they were not careful, causing bursts of wild laughter. The sky is not yet dark, the street has long been bare and can not see a figure, such weather, it is naturally better to shrink in the house, under the night sky, a stream of green smoke soars up, fire to keep warm, cook, sit on the stove, drink two taels of warm wine, in fact, it is also a good choice.

On such a cold night, if there are still people running around, they are either forced to go out to forage for food for their livelihood, or they are people with ulterior motives.

As the night deepened, the lights of the city were extinguished one by one, and the whole city fell into a deep sleep, and the soldiers who patrolled for most of the night were also exhausted.

I don't know what crazy the boss is, in the past few days, the generals of the Shangjing City Guards suddenly crawled out of their warm nests one by one, and uncharacteristically stuck to their posts, staring at the soldiers below with wide eyes.

In fact, whether to eat this bowl of rice or not is secondary, the key is that the military law hangs high on the head, makes a mistake, and if you don't agree with it, you will be served by a big board, or you will be locked up directly, as soon as you think of the bloody ass of the colleague who was hit by the board and the extremely cold ground and cold wind in the prison, the rest of the people shuddered, and their hearts **** the eighteen generations of the ancestors above, but the body still has to honestly carry out the order, meticulously go to the street to inspect and interrogate.

The ordinary soldiers didn't know the inside story, and the generals of the city guards only vaguely knew that there were very powerful enemies lurking in the capital, and the specific situation was probably only those indifferent guards who were guarding the yamen with the generals of the city guards.

There is no moon in the sky, but the city does not look dark, and the snow makes the whole city have a hazy beauty. At the ridge of a house, a thick pile of snow suddenly moved, and fell to the roofs on both sides with a loud sound, and a figure arched itself like a cat, but its eyes were staring directly at a large mansion not far away.

There are no voices, no lights, and this house looks like a dead house, which is the house where Yang Yihe, the former left minister of Great Chu, once lived. As the first person under the former Great Chu Emperor, his house is naturally the best and most luxurious in Shangjing, after Yang Yihe was taken down and beheaded, this house was taken back by the imperial court, but almost two years have passed, and this house has still not been given to other ministers, but it has been left there.

Yang Zhi was dressed in plain white, almost completely integrated with the surrounding snowy scene, he leaned on the ridge of the roof, staring blankly at the mansion that contained his entire youth and childhood, in which, his joy, sorrow, and all his family affection were left.

Now, there is nothing left but boundless mourning.

There may be some things left in the house, Yang Zhi remembers very clearly, he once buried some small objects under a big pine tree behind the house, although it was just a joke of childhood, but for him now, it is very precious, because in it, there are some small things given to him by his grandmother and parents.

It was close at hand, but he couldn't go, because he could clearly sense that in that big mansion, there were at least dozens of martial arts masters in ambush, and they were waiting for the rabbit to fall into the net.

The past is gone, and this is no longer my home. He sighed silently, and two hot tears fell on the snow on the roof, melting into two small snow holes, and his body squirmed, and he disappeared silently on the roof like a white snake.

Half an hour later, he appeared outside the most noble place in the capital, outside the high walls of the imperial palace, and within the high walls of vermilion, the towering splendid buildings already showed what this place was. Like a ghost, Yang Zhi's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, leaning against the root of the palace wall. Whenever a patrolling soldier arrived, he stood still in a hidden place like a cloud of snow, his breathing and heartbeat were almost completely stagnant, and even a group of soldiers passed by him less than a few meters away, without noticing his presence.

Continuing on, he finally reached his destination, a small river that crossed the palace, and beneath the high walls of the palace was their exit, from which the meandering river flowed outward. The surface of the river was as smooth as a mirror, it had already frozen, Yang Zhi stood on the ice, the ice broke a big hole silently, and he sank down quietly.

Yang Zhi, who sank into the water, stretched his limbs and swam forward, an iron fence in front of him was horizontal, stretched out his hand, twisted slightly, and the iron fence twisted together like a twist, and he swam inward like a fish.

The palace is like the Yang family's mansion, leaving Yang Zhi with a beautiful picture, because of the close relationship between his father and the emperor, when Yang Zhi was a child, he went in and out of the palace as casually as if he was in and out of his own home, Min Ruoying at that time was his best playmate, the eldest prince Min Ruocheng was stable by nature, much older than Yang Zhi, naturally he was unwilling to play with him, a little child, but Min Ruoying was not a few years older than him, whenever Yang Zhi entered the palace, he was playing with Min Ruoying.

At that time, the two of them were naughty boys who were naughty and mischievous, and they were able to swim from this river to the outside of the palace, which was accidentally discovered by the two during a play, and since then, Min Ruoying often sneaks out of this river at night, and outside the palace wall, it is always Yang Zhi who waits to answer.

At that time, the two were good friends who talked about everything, and they were sworn friends who messed around together.

And as he grew older, Yang Zhi was sent to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect by his father, and Min Ruoying suddenly opened her mind, and began to study hard and practice martial arts, and the lives of the two began to go to different paths.

And now, this passage in the small river, which has long been forgotten by both of them, has become the only passage for Yang Zhi to sneak into the palace.

Yang Zhi wants revenge, and he wants to kill Min Ruoying.

Knowing that his actions had a slim chance, he still wanted to give it a try, as he said to Bi Wanjian, because as a son of man, he killed his father's hatred, and he didn't share the sky, not to mention, Min Ruoying killed not only his father, but his Yang family. It is impossible to break into it by force, not to mention that he has just been promoted to the ninth level, he is the grandmaster, if he wants to break into the palace, there is only one final result, death.

But Yang Zhi is different, he is too familiar with the palace, sneak in, find the best opportunity, kill with one blow, as for whether he can escape afterwards, it is not in his consideration at all, if he can kill Min Ruoying, Yang Zhi feels that even if he has to pay for his life, there is nothing to regret.

A small arched bridge, it doesn't look different from other places, the snow on the bridge has been swept clean, and the river under the bridge deck has long since turned into a shiny ice surface, here, it is the only way to Cining Palace in the imperial palace.

I didn't expect that under this shining ice, there is already a great crisis. Yang Zhi, who is very familiar with the palace, has sneaked under the ice here two days ago, a thin hollow bamboo pole is almost level with the ice surface, if you don't lie on the ice, you can't find its existence at all, and this small bamboo pole is where Yang Zhi breathes. His whole body was like another ice floe, silently clinging to the ice above him, and he almost completely became one with the place.

It had been almost three days since he came here, and the outside was about to turn the world upside down in order to find him, but no one could have imagined that the person they wanted to search for was actually quietly hiding in the palace.

Min Ruoying will definitely go to the Queen Mother to ask for peace, and if he wants to go to ask for peace, he will inevitably pass through this arch bridge, and only when he goes to Cining Palace to ask for peace, his side will not follow the worship in the palace, this is Yang Zhi's only chance to start, and in other places, Yang Zhi has no chance to get close to Min Ruoying at all.

Lurking under the frozen lake for three days, without eating, drinking, or moving, as someone else, even the best assassin, I am afraid it will be unbearable, but Yang Zhi is different, in the past two years in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, what he has experienced is ten times more terrifying than the current predicament, which is completely pediatric for him, in order to find this slightest opportunity, let alone three days, it is thirty days, and he also has the patience to wait.

The whole person almost fell into a state of semi-hibernation, and Yang Zhi waited quietly for this opportunity to appear.

Underwater, he suddenly opened his eyes, and above his head, there was a sound of crisp footsteps, as well as a faint sound of speaking, Yang Zhi gathered his mind and took the sound above his head into his ears without pulling a word.

"Your Majesty, the bridge is slippery, you should be careful." The voice was shrill, it was the voice of a eunuch. It was only then that he finally felt the faint footsteps and long breathing of another person, one in front and two in the back.

It's him, he's finally here. Yang Zhi's hand grabbed the hilt of the sword in his back hand, and at this moment, his whole person had almost merged with the ice cube. (To be continued.) )