Chapter 64

The peddler warmly asked them to buy things. He looked like an ordinary stall owner.

Xie xuanchen nodded with a smile and said, "OK. But you don't have to be cheap. If you really want to do business, you might as well use your dagger tied to your leg as a hook. "

The peddler's simple and honest face was stunned for a moment. He still laughed and said, "what do you mean, Mr. Lang? I'm a good citizen. How can I have a dagger?"

"If you are a good Han citizen, why do you put Dangxiang Buddhist Scripture in your skirt?" Xie xuanchen is still silent, casually said some amazing words, "next time you pretend to be a Han, remember to be more careful, not shaving is enough."

The peddler was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised a handful of chestnuts to Xie xuanchen and Mu Mingtang. The hot chestnuts rolled down to the ground. When his eyes could see them clearly, the peddler pulled out a short knife from nowhere and stabbed Xie xuanchen with the potential.

After tearing up the simple and honest appearance, the peddler turned out to be so fierce.

Xie xuanchen pulled Mu Mingtang away as early as the moment when the peddler had an action, and the chestnuts that fell carelessly didn't hit them. After the chestnut rain had passed, the Hawker's knife was sharp and looked very dangerous.

The people next to him were frightened by the accident and stepped back in a hurry. When they stand firm, they see a pair of beautiful young men and women standing in the street. They are gorgeous, white and beautiful. At first sight, they are just silly white sweets of rich families.

Once such a person is separated from the bodyguard, it is a walking fat sheep. Everyone wants to come up and kill him. What's more, the peddler's knife is close to his back. The jade faced young master of the two is not in a hurry. He looks down to check the condition of the woman beside him.

The people on both sides looked at it, and they could not wait to shake the silly white sweet childe up. It's time. Don't worry. You're going to die!

Not long ago, in the restaurant across the street, someone put down the mirror and said to the people around him, "look, that's the Han prince who came down from the tower. Someone has already started."

They just saw Xie xuanchen and Mu Mingtang being taken away from the bodyguard and came to this street. They can see at a glance that the peddler's plan is not right. The people who seem to be peddlers around are actually accomplices.

They occupied the private room with the widest view on the third floor. When they heard the words of their companions, a man in a dark green sleeve robe stepped forward and saw the turmoil in the street not far away without looking through the mirror.

"It's him. Are they our people? "

"No Different from the dark green man, who was dressed as a Han, the companion still wore the upper and lower cut clothes and trousers, and said, "Khan has orders. This time, he just inquired about the news, not to attract Ye Ting's attention. Our people noticed, but they didn't do it. "

He said, looking at the people around him, he said with a smile: "eight prince, you shaved your face, and then put on the clothes of Han people, it's really some Han people."

Yeluyan was taking a long-distance mirror to look at the appearance of the Han prince. Hearing his companion's words, he sneered contemptuously: "do you compare me with the little white faced prince? Even if I change into Han clothes, I'm a Khitan warrior in my heart. I'm not like the royal family of Ye Dynasty. I'm as white as a woman, and I'm vulnerable. "

Yeluyan was the eight princes of Beirong. This time, they came to Tokyo to spy on the news under the order of the emperor. Nowadays, there are endless arguments about peace or war in the Beirong Dynasty. The Ye Dynasty is a couple, rich and weak. It's hard for Beirong to bear the fat sheep.

But conservatives worry that King Qiyang is still alive. Xie xuanchen, the name of Ye Dynasty, is the nightmare of all the regimes around him.

The Conservatives hold that peace should be negotiated first, and then the situation should be found out, while the other advocates direct war. At last, Emperor Beirong ordered to send people to Tokyo to investigate the situation and find out the economic and military strength of the Ye Dynasty. The most important thing is to find out whether King Qiyang is dead or not.

This person's existence is too bad.

As soon as this job came out, many people rushed to recommend themselves. Finally, yeluyan, who had been to the Ye Dynasty, stood out from his brothers. When yeluyan came, he caught up with Shangyuan Festival. Although he despised the weakness of the Ye Dynasty, he had to say that the culture, singing and dancing, and economy of the Han people were really impressive.

Such a grand festival, such a large population, Beirong even less than one tenth. But such a prosperous capital belongs to a weak and incompetent court.

Yeluyan is not satisfied.

Yelv Yan and his companions talk freely, no one is more concerned about the following incident. In their eyes, the Han prince was very weak, and his adaptability was very poor. He stabbed his knife in the back, but he was still not slow. This man is dead in their eyes.

Yeluyan is concerned about the coming imperial army. I haven't dealt with you for a long time. I don't know what the military strength of Ye Dynasty is now.

Yelv Yan several people are talking, suddenly hear downstairs burst out a burst of surprised voice. Yeluyan and several other people were attracted: "what's the matter?"

There is only one far mirror, which naturally belongs to yeluyan. Others can only look with their eyes. Although I can't see clearly, I can see that little white face is still standing on the ground, but the hawker is missing.At the moment, the peddler was lying on the ground, his ribs were broken, and he couldn't stand up at all. He just attacked Xie xuanchen secretly. Xie xuanchen's standing posture remained unchanged, and he was always looking down to ask the woman around him. The peddler was sure that he had got it. Unexpectedly, when the tip of the knife approached, the man suddenly turned around and didn't look at it. He just kicked a foot, and the peddler flew out like a broken kite. The blood in his abdomen surged and his sternum and ribs were broken.

The crowd broke out screaming, and the people around them also showed their ferocious appearance. They pulled out their weapons from the bottom of the cart, the shelf and the body, and rushed to Xie xuanchen. Xie xuanchen is still standing beside Mu Mingtang, holding him in one hand. He didn't change his standing posture. With one hand and one wrist, he took off his arm.

Xie xuanchen sent away one of the two basic moves. In the blink of an eye, the ground was full of a group of battle damage whose action power was abandoned. But Xie xuanchen didn't even rub the dust on his clothes. He just moved slightly, and his position didn't change much.

Mu Mingtang, who was protected by him, was even more so. She only saw a series of bright blades rushing towards her. She didn't have time to react. She saw these weapons crash down again, and a lot of people fell on the ground. When she reflected whether she should run and hide, it was over.

Mu Mingtang Leng in situ, asked: "no?"

"This batch is gone."

At this time, the guards who had been thrown away came after us. They rushed all the way and pushed away the crowd. When they saw Xie xuanchen and Mu Mingtang standing well, but there were a lot of people of different shapes and colors lying on the ground, they obviously couldn't react.

Seeing this group of people, Xie xuanchen sneered and said, "I'm catching up. What do you want with a bunch of rubbish? "

The guards finally realized that it was not king an who wanted to escape, but someone who had assassinated him. They knelt down on the ground with a sonorous sound and clasped their fists together: "Your Highness, your humble escort, excuse me for coming late."

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to teach you how to detain prisoners?" Xie xuanchen tone is not good, way, "or alive, unload their chin, don't let them commit suicide."

"I will do my duty."

At this time, a man on the ground stretched out his hand and tried to kill himself with a knife. He had already raised the dagger and was about to exert his strength when suddenly a chestnut flew from the top of the slope. When it hit the handle of the dagger, it brought great strength. The assassin's hand and knife fell down together, and they were stuck deep in the crack of the ground.

The assassin couldn't pull out the dagger with several times of force. His mouth was foaming with blood, and there were broken internal organs in it. Desperate and indignant, he used his last strength and hissed, "who are you?"

Xie xuanchen pulls Mu Mingtang to leave. Hearing the assassin's words, he just laughs coldly: "it's your bad luck to die in my hand. Remember when you reincarnate in the afterlife. My name is Xie xuanchen. "

Xie xuanchen, it's Xie xuanchen.

When the assassin heard this sentence, he did not know why he vomited another mouthful of blood. He looked up to the sky with blood and roared: "Xie xuanchen, you are Xie xuanchen. Xie xuanchen is not dead, heaven will kill me! "

When he finished, he vomited blood in his mouth and completely fell to one side.

Mu Mingtang is not very comfortable to see these bloody scenes, and Xie xuanchen doesn't want her to see them, so he quickly pulls her away. As they walked away, Mu Mingtang vaguely heard the last cry of the assassin. She took a look at Xie xuanchen and held his hand firmly: "that man talks nonsense, you live well, what can you die?". Pooh, bad luck. "

Xie xuanchen was amused to laugh, he did not expect that, after such a turmoil, Mu Mingtang did not cry, was not afraid, said the first sentence, was unlucky.

"Good, bad luck. We don't listen. " Xie xuanchen said, covering Mu Mingtang's ears, and asked, "do you still want to eat chestnuts?"

"I don't want to. Let's go back."

"Good."

Yelv Yan put down the mirror, a long time without words, several other Khitans did not ask. After a while, one of them had a difficult voice and asked, "when did this kind of character appear in the Han Dynasty? Who is he? "

There was no language in the private room. Although no one said it, there was an answer in everyone's heart.

At such an age, with such force, and with such a distinguished status.

Who else will it be.

He is Xie xuanchen.

After a while, a man spat hard to break the silence: "I bah, I thought Xie xuanchen should be powerful, even if he was not as powerful as a tiger. As a result, he turned out to be such a white face?"

Yelv Yan is also in a complicated mood. He silently watches Xie xuanchen accompany his princess to leave. He is as relaxed as nobody. Just looking at Xie xuanchen's present appearance, who can think that just now, he knocked down more than ten people with his bare hands.

Yeluyan just good mood swept away, even looking at Tokyo's bustling markets have no interest in plundering. Good. They can go back to their father Khan.

As time went by, the towering and gorgeous dragon lantern really won all the way to Xuande gate.

When the people in the square saw a high and majestic dragon coming, they all gave a surprise and cheered. Even the empress and emperor who claimed to be on the door all showed a smile.Everyone at the gate has seen the world, but even so, they are full of praise when they see this lamp. The dragon is extremely high, and its top is higher than the pier, just allowing the empress to naturally look up and see the dragon head. The dragon's head is exquisitely drawn, majestic and magnificent.

Emperor good ostentation, see such a dedicated to his dragon lantern, dragon heart big Yue. Before lighting the lamp, the eunuch knew that he had become a eunuch. The eunuch who offered the lamp smeared honey on the corner of his mouth. Seeing the situation, he said, "this is the dragon lantern. Only the real dragon emperor can hold it. There's no fire yet. It's only the shape that doesn't have the spirit. It's really beautiful when it's lit up later. "

The emperor was much happier. There was a chorus at the gate, and everyone was singing praises. Only Jiang Mingwei looked at the tall and powerful dragon lantern and did not speak.

This lamp doesn't light up.

Jiang Mingwei clearly remembers that in the plot, after the dragon lantern was pushed, the emperor and the imperial concubines praised him and waited for the lights to be on at the time of the first lunar new year. As a result, they neglected the fire in the palace. Later, the people in the Empress Dowager's palace ran to the city tower in a hurry and said that there was a fire. The Empress Dowager was shocked, and the others rushed downstairs. In such a mess, the lights of Haishi naturally stopped lighting.

The light has been pushed, that is to say, the Donghua gate is about to go off immediately.

Jiang Mingwei made up her mind and immediately made an excuse to go downstairs to change clothes. She turned around and ran up again with a heavy look. With a dignified face, she went to the queen and the Empress Dowager: "mother, empress dowager, my son has something important to report."

The queen was not supposed to be serious, but when she saw that Jiang Mingwei looked dignified and didn't seem to be joking, she listened suspiciously. What did Jiang Mingwei say in a low voice? The Queen's face changed slightly: "are you serious?"

"Seriously. I heard that someone was plotting to set fire, but I couldn't see my face clearly in the dark. When I came out, I couldn't find anyone to talk to. The officials, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were all on the city tower. The children's ministers did not dare to be careless, so they rushed up to report. Mother, Xuande gate is not safe at this time. Please move the official family and mother. "

Jiang Mingwei put it in a decent way. The queen expected that no one would dare to make fun of this kind of thing and immediately became serious. She went to tell the emperor and Empress Dowager that there was a suspected assassin in the palace. The emperor also changed his face. When eunuchs heard that there was an assassin, they yelled in a hurry and asked someone to protect the emperor.

When the other concubines saw the empress's face changed, they were in a mess. The women's families went downstairs in a panic. The emperor, the queen and the Empress Dowager hid awkwardly for a while and asked, "what's the matter?"

Jiang Mingwei expected that the fire would be on fire soon, so she was not in a hurry to explain. She just said that she would understand immediately. When the emperor heard these words, his face was ugly. Jiang Mingwei couldn't say too much. He just waited for the fire in Qingning palace to burn. Then the emperor would understand her contribution.

Xie xuanchen and Mu Mingtang come in from the gate on the left of Xuande gate and find that the palace is in a mess and the guards are frequently transferred. However, when asked about the guards, they themselves could not say what had happened.

Mu Mingtang frowned, puzzled: "what's the matter?"

"I don't know." Xie xuanchen is silent, deep voice way, "go up to have a look."

Xie xuanchen and Mu Mingtang ascend the tower and find that there is no one on the building. Looking at the traces on the ground, they seem to leave in a hurry. It's strange that there is a tall dragon lantern outside the city wall, which is very powerful, but there is no one on the viewing platform.

Xie xuanchen picked up a eunuch and asked, "what's going on? What about the emperor and queen? "

The little eunuch shivered and said, "I don't know. I only know that the officials and their wives have gone to a safe place to avoid."

At this time, the people in the square were not clear, so when they saw that there were still people walking on the city floor, they lit the lights as usual. Mu Mingtang is listening to Xie xuanchen's question. Suddenly, when she turns around, she is surprised to see a dragon light up. It seems that she is about to soar.

At this time, the people downstairs applauded and cheered: "the real dragon comes down to earth, and God bless me.". Long live your majesty, Queen