Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Chapter 31

Can I enter the palace?

The corners of Guan Junchen's mouth curled up coldly, it was imperative to come to Bird Clothes Lane this time, even the sedan chair was prepared, so it was obvious to invite you into the urn.

Of course he knew that Emperor Zhou Ying's goal was not with Yan Chunxi, but with himself.

It is precisely because of this that he still has such a small amount of confidence in his heart.

"This king should go to the palace first to meet the emperor."

A gust of wind and snow whizzed towards his face, Guan Junchen tightened the fox fur on his body, he didn't turn his head, but whispered to Wang Jinzhi who was behind him: "You...you go and ask Bai Suhan to invite Mr. Yan."

Guan Junchen's voice trembled slightly in the bitter cold wind, but immediately his face returned to the usual coldness, he raised the corner of his clothes, and strode out of the front hall of the palace.

His back was straight, and in the increasingly bitter cold wind, it was as sharp as a dagger.

Yu Wenzhou and the other two commanders naturally followed behind Guan Junchen, waiting respectfully for Guan Junchen to step into the sedan chair before Yu Wenzhou turned his head.

He looked through the majestic and open vermilion gate of the palace, and saw Xia Baimei kneeling in a black robe amidst the flying snow, he could not help showing a trace of complicated expression on his face.

"Master Xia—"

Yu Wenzhou said in a low voice: "Don't forget, you still have errands to do."

After he finished his instructions, he didn't say anything more, he got on his horse and followed Guan Junchen's chariot guard of honor with the other two commanders.

It wasn't until Guan Junchen and his party walked for a long time that Xia Baimei slowly stood up.

He didn't seem too anxious. After standing up straight, he raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. After standing still for a while, he stretched out his palm and caught a snowflake in his palm, just like that. Watching the snowflakes melt in his palm carefully, he exhaled lightly.

The youngest commander of Wuyi Lane in the Great Zhou Dynasty has never shown such a gentle side in front of outsiders.

This day may be a little different for him.

He finally turned his head at this time, and the jade-like face had returned to silence. He looked at Wang Jinzhi, and said calmly, "Steward Wang, I'll wait here for you to bring Mr. Yan over."

……

In the inner courtyard of Prince Ning's Mansion in Chang'an, a handsome young man in white fox fur was standing under the porch.

The face of the man in the black brocade robe standing in front of him seemed to be covered with frost, and his expression was solemn.

"Mr. Yan, the four commanders from Wuyi Lane came to pay homage to the palace today, in order to invite you to visit the Feng Pavilion—at this moment, Xia Baimei, Lord Xia, is already waiting at the gate of the mansion."

Although Bai Suhan bowed slightly and saluted, his eyes were staring at Yan Chunxi very coldly.

Fengge is really the darkest and most terrifying place in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even ministers and nobles who have been officials in the court for many years would have a terrified face when they mentioned this place, let alone being invited here.

But the young man in front of Bai Suhan looked slender even though he was wearing heavy winter clothes. After hearing Bai Suhan's words, he didn't show a panicked expression. He just trembled slightly, then lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly Asked: "Bai Guanshi... Where is the prince?"

After hearing this, Bai Suhan's expression became even colder, and he said slowly: "Young Master Yan, Wuyi Lane has ordered you to enter the Phoenix Pavilion. The emperor's order is heaven, and it is impossible to disobey it. You should obey it, but you really don't have to wait for the prince I will order again. The prince has already entered the palace with the other three commanding envoys to meet the Holy Majesty. The situation in the palace is now critical, so I ask Mr. Yan to take care of the prince and not to put the prince in danger again."

After hearing Bai Suhan's words, Yan Chunxi raised his head involuntarily. He seemed to have never expected that Bai Suhan would be so aggressive, and his expression became a little stunned.

But immediately, he pursed his lips in a serious manner, showing a firm look on his youthful face: "The white manager has misunderstood, I have no intention of resisting the order, please lead the way."

Bai Suhan turned around in silence, and with a gesture of his palm, he strode towards the front hall.

Yan Chunxi followed him step by step like this. Although his steps were firm, his ten fingers under the sleeves trembled involuntarily——

This day came as expected, but it was still so sudden.

Guan Junchen entered the palace directly without leaving a word, and he did not personally tell him that he would be in Feng Prison for a while, which really made him a little at a loss.

But compared to himself, he was more worried about Guan Junchen's situation at this time. Although Bai Suhan didn't say it clearly, how could he not perceive that the palace was crumbling under the snowstorm.

Just when he was about to reach the front hall, Bai Suhan suddenly stopped, he seemed to be hesitating, and finally turned around and knelt down on one knee.

"Young Master Yan,"

He raised his head slightly, with an extremely heavy expression on his face, a hint of pleading in his eyes, and slowly said in a hoarse voice: "The suspicion in Wuyixiang began when the prince went to the dungeon late at night last year and asked you to rewrite your confession. You may not know it yet, but in the original confession, there are things that the prince absolutely does not want to let Wuyixiang and the emperor know."

"Mr. Yan, I know how terrifying Feng Prison is, and I also know that there are some sufferings in it, which are really, really inhuman - but there are some things that you can't say."

When Bai Suhan said this, his eyes were fixed on Yan Chunxi like sharp swords, and he said every word: "This is what I mean, and it's what the prince means, do you understand?"

Bai Suhan has been assisting Guan Junchen for nearly ten years, for a great cause, but there is more kindness in the past.

He knew he shouldn't do many things, but at this moment, he really had no choice.

He knew that once Yan Chunxi said this, if Yan Chunxi really carried it to his death, he might be tortured by Feng Prison for life and death, but even if Guan Junchen blamed him for it in the future, he still had to say it.

For the word Yu Zhong, he felt that he was innocent, and he really didn't dare to be ashamed.

But this delicate and weak young man who has always been useless in his eyes did not show any panic or resentment after hearing this. Yan Chunxi just slightly lowered his head and looked at Bai Suhan who was kneeling on one knee. After a long, long time, A faint smile suddenly appeared on the handsome young man's face.

"Officer Bai, do you know that what you said - you are not looking down on me," Yan Chunxi shook the snow on the brocade robe, and said slowly: "You are looking down on my champion."

The young man stood like this in the wind and snow, and the delicate vortex beside the corner of his mouth was so clear in the snow all over the sky at this moment, even Bai Suhan was stunned to see it for a moment.

"I don't believe a word of what you say, but you can rest assured that I'll go—"

The young man walked out of the hall step by step against the wind and snow, his voice was extremely erratic in the wind and snow, only a few scattered words echoed in Bai Suhan's ears.

"I am not afraid of death, let alone life. I am not afraid of anything."

Bai Suhan knelt on one knee in the cold wind, turned his head to look at the young man's slender back, his eyes blurred for a moment.

……

Just as Guan Junchen's prince's chariot was slowly driving into the Great Zhou Palace, a vigorous black horse galloped quickly on the streets of Chang'an, and with the sound of the whip waving in the wind, it finally stopped at a distance from the palace. In front of the house not far away.

This house looks very simple in Chang'an City, which is full of princely mansions, but there is a rare plum forest planted around the house. Elegant and arrogant ambition.

Wang Jinzhi, who got off his horse, walked in a hurry and looked even more anxious, but he didn't knock on the door, but knelt down in the snow in front of the house with a plop.

He stared straight ahead, with a bright red gold sword lying across his hands, he raised the sword above his head, and knelt silently in the ice and snow.

There was silence in the ancient house. An old man with white beard and hair stood under the red plum tree in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly squinted and his back bent. And quite leisurely, as if he didn't know anything about what happened outside the house.

At this moment, the book boy sitting on the porch behind the old man who was cooking tea suddenly said, "Grandpa, Wang Jinzhi from Prince Ning's Mansion is here, can't we see you?"

Hearing what the little boy said, the old man coughed suddenly. He stroked his extremely long white eyebrows, sighed, and murmured in a low voice: "Master Xiandi, your fame is so wise all your life, but if you want to protect peace The prince was rich and honored in his first life, so this death-preventing golden sword should not be given—all kinds of things today originate from this sword."

The little boy seemed unable to hear the old man's words clearly, so he couldn't help asking again: "Grandpa?"

The old man shook his head and stopped whispering. When he straightened up, his eyes did not look old at all, they were as clear as spring water in early summer, peaceful and peaceful.

He raised his hand and gently twirled a piece of red plum petals, and said lightly: "No need to see, you go out and take the sword in Wang Jinzhi's hand, just give him a word—"

"The first emperor entrusted him with great trust, and Yan would never dare to take it up."

Hearing this, the little boy stood up and walked out the door. On the porch behind him, hung a simple plaque with four square and majestic regular scripts written on it——

Three generations of emperors.

……

Hanyuan hall.

This magnificent palace is located in the north of the Great Zhou Imperial Palace. When the Great Zhou Dynasty was first established in the past, there was a strange saying that the terrain here is quite high, with the mountains behind it, and it faintly looks like a crouching dragon. Since then, all the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have visited Stay in this hall.

After Emperor Zhou Ying ascended the throne, although the Hanyuan Hall was still the emperor's bedroom, he worked hard and often revised the memorials in the Qianyuan Hall until late at night. Therefore, the Qianyuan Hall was built so magnificently that the emperor in the world almost had the same The situation of the moon striving for glory.

Compared with Qianyuan Hall, Hanyuan Hall seems to have declined slightly.

Guan Junchen was standing in front of the Hanyuan Hall, and the other three commanders in Wuyi Lane, except for Xia Baimei, also stood quietly behind him.

Guan Junchen looked up at the crouching giant dragon carved with real gold on the roof of the hall. The dragon's eyes were inlaid with the Pearl of the East China Sea. The Pearl of the East China Sea is extremely mysterious. , and it also darkened.

At this time, the wind and snow were raging in the sky above Chang'an, the sky was gloomy, and the eyes of Crouching Dragon also dimmed, as if he was asleep.

At this moment, Guan Junchen did not know why but remembered that when he was young, the late emperor loved him very much and often called him to the Hanyuan Hall. At that time, he was very curious about this dragon, and he asked the late emperor why he didn't use other pearls to let him go. The dragon's eyes are always dazzling, doesn't it show the majesty of the royal family even more.

He remembered that the first emperor smiled and said to him that emperors are like crouching dragons, they can't really fall asleep, but they can't be awake all the time either—fake sleep is the reason for being an emperor.

Now that Guan Junchen thought about this suddenly, he felt a little startled.

Emperors are also different from emperors, they each have their own ways of being emperors.

The first emperor was introverted and gentle, but he was still keen and insightful. He had been in office for ten years and experienced several major changes in the court, but he never set up a prison, nor set off a bloody storm. Although he did not leave a strong mark in the history books , but it can be said that there is peace once.

But what about Emperor Zhou Ying?

The emperor who killed King Xiang and reused Wuyi Lane, perhaps never believed in the way of Crouching Dragon.

"Prince Ning—"

Wen Jiannan, the Chief Internal Officer, wore a red python suit, walked out of the Hanyuan Hall, and bowed in front of Guan Junchen: "The emperor will send you into the hall."

Without saying a word, Guan Junchen turned his head and glanced at the three Wuyi Lane commanders standing behind him.

Wen Jiannan instantly understood, smiled slightly and said: "The emperor said, I only see you today, and there is no need for the adults to wait here."

Guan Junchen nodded, he walked up the white jade steps step by step, and the fine snow rustled under his brocade boots.

Before stepping into this palace that stood for a hundred years in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he raised his head and glanced at the sky in Chang'an City.

I saw gloomy lead clouds hovering low over the imperial city, and the wind was bitter——

The snow hasn't stopped yet.

He lifted the hem of the brocade robe, and finally stepped in.

The brick-red door of Hanyuan Hall closed slowly behind him, with a dull and heavy knock.