sinovels Chapter 143 Catch the adulterer?
Chapter 143 Catch the adulterer?
"The master chef in the imperial dining room said that he went to taste the newly made Dayan dim sum for Jun Shang last night." Ilya paused and said with a smile, "Speaking of this matter, Yan, Your Majesty treats you very well." That's great, the Dayan dim sum you eat is all personally selected by him, and he strives to be the most like Dayan's imperial desserts."
"You interrupted again, hurry up and continue." Yan pretended to be angry, but his heart was sweet.
"When the old master was carrying the food box, by coincidence, he saw a man in a black cloak leaving the imperial study with the king and heading towards the garden of the turret. You know, that garden is remote and there are usually no people there. Yes, the old master wondered why your majesty went there. It’s late at night, and there’s not even a ghost in the garden.” Ilya took a sip of tea, moistened her throat, and then continued, “Then, old man The master wants to wait at the gate of the garden. After a while, you will come out, and you can directly serve pastries. Who knows that you will not come out after waiting for you. If you want me to say, the old cook is too stupid, he should just break in Find out."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Yan frowned, becoming more and more confused the more he listened.
"That, that... the old cook heard a very strange voice later, and ran back to the imperial dining room as soon as he was frightened." Only then did Ilya say the most important sentence. He kept going around in circles, but he didn't know what to do. Say it right.
"Usman and a man in a cloak left the study late at night and went to the garden for a long time, and there was a strange noise at the end?" Yan summed it up quickly, and asked, "What kind of weird noise?"
"This..." Ilya kept drinking tea as if thirsty.
"If you don't tell me, the child will not recognize you as an uncle after the child is born."
"Yan, you are so bad." Ilya clicked her tongue.
"You're bad, you talk half and half, you're trying to scare me to death."
"Okay, I said. The old cook didn't say what it was, but he beat the dough on the table with his fist, making a bang! Flying red, she yelled, covered her eyes, said Mrs. Jun is so stupid, and said that Mrs. Jun asked someone else to vent her anger because you were pregnant..."
"What kind of dishonest old thing!" Yan blushed with anger, and slapped his palm on the table, all the dishes on the table jumped, jingling, jingling, so startled that the guards outside came in to look.
"It's okay, let's all go down." Yan asked the guards to go out, and then said, "Ilya, go and call that old cook."
"Yan, this may be a misunderstanding."
"Of course it's a misunderstanding, but this kind of misunderstanding should be cleared up immediately." Yan said angrily.
Elijah went to bring the old cook here, and the old cook knew that he had talked too much, so he knelt down as soon as he came in, making various apologies.
Yan didn't make it difficult for him, as long as he told him what he heard and saw.
The old cook looked distressed, and stammered: "If your lord finds out, this old slave won't be smashed to pieces."
Yan didn't speak, but the celadon teacup held by his five fingers instantly fell apart, especially the saucer underneath was shattered into powder, showing the depth of Yan's inner strength.
Yan blew on the porcelain powder between his fingers, and asked the old cook, "What did you say?"
"The old slave said that the old slave saw the king and a man in black yesterday..." The old cook knew everything and told the queen exactly what he saw, without daring to hide or add anything.
"Go down, don't talk nonsense about this matter in the back kitchen, or your tongue will be pulled out." Yan Zhengse warned, this old cook is not the real imperial cook in the palace, but went to Dayan Kingdom to learn how to make noodles for five years Some of the craftsmanship, was specially recruited by the Royal Kitchen to help out.
Usman saw that his craftsmanship was really good, so he was promoted to be a pastry chef, but he didn't expect that he would even dare to chew the root of the monarch's tongue.
The old cook's face was pale, and he was shaking like a sieve from head to toe. From now on, he never dared to speak indiscriminately.
Yan fined him and the other cooks for a year's wages as a warning to others.
"Yan, what are you going to do?" Ilya said, rolling up his sleeves, "If you want to catch a traitor, I will go with you and break your majesty's legs."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Shang gave Ilya a big white eye, "You also want to work for nothing for a year?"
"But if your majesty didn't meet a beautiful woman privately, why would you go to such a remote garden in the middle of the night?"
"Follow him to have a look, and you'll know." Yan held his chin and said, "If I'm not wrong, he said that he is very busy tonight, and he probably went to see that person too."
"Tonight?" Ilya immediately geared up.
"It's not to catch rape." Yan raised his eyebrows, "Don't get excited."
"Yan, you can hold your breath. As soon as I heard it, I went crazy, and my head exploded! If this is true...you...what can you do...you I’m still pregnant.” Ilya muttered, feeling that she was too impulsive, but the cook’s eloquent words really made people angry.
"It can't be true, he won't steal people." Yan said in a deep voice, "But it's true that he met a mysterious person privately in the middle of the night. I really don't know what the hell he's up to."
At midnight, Usman went to the West Garden to meet someone after learning from the maid that the queen was fast asleep.
The man was wearing a thick felt cloak and was a heavy build.
Seeing Usman coming, the man took off his cap, looked at him and said, "Can't you change to a place with some heat? Look, this fountain is about to freeze."
"Anyway, you'll be sweating profusely after a while, so hot that you want to take off your clothes." Usman smiled sweetly, and put the oil lamp in his hand on the edge of the fountain pool. This light is not much bigger than broad beans. See the sleeves of the two men.
"I want to take off my clothes tonight, but I can't take them off. They are all pieces of black iron." The cloaked man said as he took off his cloak, revealing the things tied to his body. The long pieces of armor were made of black iron.
"It's a pity that you actually made refined black iron into armor." Usman smiled.
"Nonsense, what kind of strange strength do you have, if I protect myself, Qing'er will cry later."
"It's not because of my strength, but because I'm not very good at controlling it, so I asked you to practice with it." Usman said, "Jing Tingrui, I promised you that there will be no trouble in Xiliang."
"The biggest trouble in Xiliang is you." Jing Tingrui complained mercilessly.
"That's right." Usman accepted it all, who made him ask for others, "I know that if I can't control it alone, the whole Yuelang Palace will be ruined."
After Usman's seal was released, he became more aware of the power of the crow spirit. Sometimes when he got angry, the tables and chairs in the royal study would be shattered.
Frost Fang was howling and grinning fiercely at him. Only then did Usman realize that Frost Fang was very sensitive to the outburst of his own power. It is used as a "wake-up call".
However, the Wolf King's mind is much simpler than Bai Mufa's. Once it recognizes its owner, it will not change again, so Usman still let Shuangfang follow him, and he likes it very much.
"I really don't know if I should risk my life to accompany a gentleman, or if I'm on a pirate ship." When Jing Tingrui just crossed the border and set foot on the border of Xiliang, a big crow flew over his head, the sound was unique in the wasteland. creepy.
At the time, he felt that this omen was not good, and that the days to come would be full of disasters, but he didn't want to be cut off by Yan Hao, and he would be a human sandbag for his husband!What's the point today?
"Qing'er, when I get back to Dayan, I have to complain to you." Jing Tingrui had many thoughts in his heart, and when he saw Aiqing, he couldn't finish it without playing with the palace's secret collection of painting books.
"Don't be distracted. If your head flies away in a while, Emperor Dayan will definitely take over the land of Xiliang." Usman knows that Emperor Dayan loves the regent in front of him, so if he lacks arms or legs I'm afraid it's hard to explain when I go back.
"Now that you know, you should be more careful. Don't be like the day before yesterday when you almost uprooted the rockery." Jing Tingrui frowned, "If I hadn't flashed so fast, those stones would have hit me instead of falling into the mud. head on."
"Okay, okay, this king knows, if you talk too much, Yanyan will wake up."
"Oh, when are you going to..."
"Look at the trick." Usman turned his right hand, and a stream of muddy air rushed towards Jing Tingrui. Jing Tingrui seemed to curse secretly, "Fuck." It was really because of the strength Usman threw out. It was so strong that it drowned out his voice.
Countless blocks of frozen mud were thrown out from the flower beds, like stones shooting towards Jing Tingrui.
Jing Tingrui dodges left and right, so fast that there are afterimages, but the steps under his feet are smooth and smooth, without any disorder. When it hit him, it actually exploded half an inch away from his body, and there was a shattering sound of "bang bang!"
"Can you give me some murderous aura?" Usman has been standing still, and he can control the power of the crow spirit just by turning his wrist. "You don't have a murderous aura, I can't fight well."
"...You have a lot of things to do." Jing Tingrui did not forget to remind, "Before speaking, you have to take it easy. This thing on your body... I have studied it these days. To put it bluntly, it is a very deep internal force. It's just that It is very evil, and it uses crooked ways to integrate the internal power of many martial arts geniuses into your body. It is like a bomb that can destroy the world, if you take it as a joke, you might blow it up first."
"Isn't it that you are buried with me, it's not a loss."
"You have a good idea!" Jing Tingrui raised his armor, his murderous aura was like a fire tornado licked by a strong wind - straight into the sky.
Even with the power of the crow spirit close by, Usman was still forced to take three steps back by the murderous aura. This was not the case when Yan taught him martial arts before. It can be seen that Yan really restrained the sword aura, but now It is the unparalleled swordsmanship that is truly powerful.
The sword "Chi You" on Jing Tingrui's waist has been unsheathed, and the cold light saw his deep and sharp eyes, like a tiger descending a mountain, Usman said with satisfaction: "That's how it is..."
When the power of the crow spirit feels great pressure, especially when it is murderous, its power will increase sharply in a short period of time, and Usman can take this opportunity to practice how to control it.No one taught him exactly what to do, it was all based on intuition and groping a little bit.
However, just as the dazzling sword light struck down in the air, and Usman was about to counterattack with the power of the crow spirit, a figure shot like an arrow and stood in front of Usman.
--Ding!Sparks splattered all over the place in an instant, bright red blood splashed out from Yan's left palm, like raindrops blown by the wind and fell on Usman's cheek, he froze, his pupils trembling.
"inflammation!"
I saw that Yan was holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the blade with his left hand, probably wanting to take all the opponent's attacks, so he put the sword horizontally above his head, using it like a spear.But even so, the strength of the opponent still made him bend his knees, and he almost fell to his knees, but he suddenly exerted strength, and forced the opponent's fierce sword energy back!
And the reason why he was able to succeed is inseparable from Jing Tingrui hastily withdrawing his sword.The momentary chaotic sword energy was like anger that had nowhere to vent, blowing up the flowers, trees, and fountains on both sides to pieces!
Jing Tingrui made three laps in the air before barely landing, and put away his sword.
Yan was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his whole body disappeared in an instant. Usman stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his receding waist, and hugged him into his arms.
Yan's sword fell out of his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Yanyan?" Usman put his arms around Yan, who had no strength, and shouted, "Bring the imperial physician!"
Ilya was covered in mud, and there was a residual flower hanging on his head. He stood there dumbfounded, until Usman shouted again, "Quickly send the doctor!" He came back to his senses and ran out in a panic.
The sound of Ilya's chaotic running footsteps brought Yan back to his senses. He looked up at Usman, and after confirming that he was fine, he turned his head to look at Jing Tingrui who was walking quickly.
"—You!" Yan poked his neck, his face flushed with anger, and the words that came out were full of saliva, "Jing Tingrui! You are so brave! How dare you assassinate the King of Xiliang, my daughter-in-law!"
"Daughter-in-law?" Jing Tingrui glanced at Usman, his distressed look on the verge of crying really looked like a pretty daughter-in-law.
"You bastard!" Yan's anger did not diminish in the slightest, "I want to sue the emperor, let him peel your skin, cram your tendons, and then divorce you!"
Jing Tingrui is hard to say, but from Yan's point of view, he is indeed worthy of scolding, after all, he is "assassinating" Usman.
"Yanyan, let's ignore him, let's look at your hand first." Usman lightly grasped Yan's left hand, blood was still dripping down his fingertips.
"And you!" Yan turned his head and stared at Usman fiercely, his eyes were more terrifying than Jing Tingrui, "What's the matter with you? Did you get acupuncture points by him, or did you eat too much to support yourself? He You don't know how to hide behind such a straight cut? Just stand here and be killed!"
"This, this... Jing Tingrui won't kill me, Yan Yan, you misunderstood." Usman said while bowing his head and lowering his brows, while turning over Yan's palm to look, "God..."
Yan's left palm was cut wide open by the blade, and blood gushed out, Jing Tingrui silently stepped forward and handed over a handkerchief.
Usman took over and pressed the wound for Yan.
"Hiss!" Yan gasped in pain.
"It's all my fault..." Usman was so distressed, Jing Tingrui knelt down on one knee, took a look at Yan, and quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on his wrist bones, shoulders and arms, and the bleeding could barely be stopped.
"This is a real knife, what did I misunderstand?" Yan became more angry because of the pain in his wound, "Or did you two do something shameful in this dark garden behind my back? !"
"It's impossible for me and him!" Jing Tingrui finally spoke out, and he didn't want to bear more and more blame.
"Who said that?!" Yan Kuai fainted.
"We're not plotting anything here, it's just..." Usman still understood Yan's meaning. Now that the rebels in the court and the priest tower are making moves, it's not impossible for him and Jing Tingrui to plot some schemes together.
"Just what?" Yan frowned.
"I'll just teach him martial arts." Jing Tingrui saw that Usman was still thinking about whether he should tell Yan, so he smoothed things over for him. It is more difficult than the power of the crow spirit.
"Yes, he taught me martial arts." Usman looked at Yan and said, "Because of Yan Yan."
"because I?"
"I want to protect Yanyan and the child," Usman said while looking at Yanyan, "so, you must control the power in your body."
Jing Tingrui glanced at Usman in surprise, but he didn't expect him to confess.
"What power?" Yan looked at Usman puzzled, "Why haven't I heard you mention it?"
"Your Majesty, Queen, the imperial physician is here!" Ilya brought not only the imperial physician, but also Shen Fangyu and the guards.
"Queen, are you alright?" Shen Fangyu was very nervous when he saw that Yan was leaning on Usman's arms, and Usman's cheek was still stained with blood.
"I'm fine, the regent accidentally broke the garden when he was practicing martial arts." Yan ordered, "Please clean it up."
"Yes!" The guard took the order.
"Go back to the dormitory and see a doctor, there is not even a place to sit here." Yan has recovered his strength.Just now, under the burning of anxiety, he suddenly caught Jing Tingrui's earth-shattering sword, and then collapsed for a while, but now that he came back to his senses, he felt that there was something strange everywhere.