Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 587: Cold Palace Cold Grass
Pei Ye held the case file in a daze for a long time. He looked at the file and saw an old wax seal on the seal, which seemed to have never been opened. The four characters printed on it were "Never see, never hear".

"When the case was later opened, the files used were all copied, and some sentences that were inconvenient for people to know were hidden." Li Xizhou said, "This is the original file from that year. At that time, there were many people in Shenjing who later became famous. Yue Muzhou became the most prominent Hejian, and people said that he would be able to take over the position of the head of the station. Ying Suyu, who was just 20 years old, came to Shenjing and resigned from the title of Princess conferred by the saint, saying that he was willing to be the head of Shenxiao for life..."

The woman gathered her sleeves and looked at the gray sky: "It's all over."

She walked down the pavilion and said, "Mingyue Palace is right there, go and have a look. I'll go back to Zhujing Palace first."

After saying this, he left. There was no carriage or anything like that. The person in red dress went farther and farther away in the wind.

Pei Ye looked down at the case file in his hand, tightened his robe, and walked westward along the south of Taiye Lake.

It was a cold day with snow, forests and pavilions, and the golden rays of the morning sun were floating on the ice. Temple servants and maids walked by in groups of three or five in an orderly manner, and their clothes were all of quaint style.

It was at this time that Pei Ye felt very clearly that he was in the imperial palace - even if there was no one guarding in sight, those figures still behaved very cautiously, with their heads always half-lowered or just staring at what they were doing, as if blending into this quiet and elegant environment.

Pei Ye stood here with his sword in hand, feeling indeed like an alien.

It took me two quarters of an hour to walk around the pond on the snow. I met many eunuchs wearing hats and sweeping snow by the lake, but when I got close to the palace, there was no one around.

Seeing him walking in this direction, one eunuch seemed stunned and wanted to raise his hand to remind him, but was immediately stopped by his companions and lowered his head.

"That's... the person over there... Didn't you see the person in the pavilion just now..."

The whispers behind him faded away, and Pei Ye stepped into the desolate woods. New snow buried old snow, and bushes grew thickly. He could vaguely make out a path, which he walked on, taking one deep step and one shallow step. After trudging for quite a while, his own light breathing was the only sound in the forest, and then this huge and desolate old palace appeared before him.

The delicate vermilion wall was withered and faded, covered with dust, like the tender skin of a young girl that had been gnawed by time and turned into cracks and mottled. Pei Ye came to the door, where some remnants of seals could still be vaguely seen, and a heavy rusty lock was placed here.

The palace is not open to spiritual people, and there is no ban here. The true energy cannot be transferred in to trigger the spring. The iron lock can only be cut by brute force. Pei Ye raised his head, stood up, supported himself on the eaves in the air and flipped in.

Mingyue Palace.

Three silver characters are written vertically on the plaque with a blue background, and can be faintly recognized: red wood, green tiles, jade palaces and silver towers. Even though they are old and dilapidated, one can still see how elegant and magnificent the palace was in its past.

Pei Ye stood in the courtyard in front of the palace. The stone path was covered by grass and snow. He looked around and his first impression was cleanliness. A quiet and elegant courtyard, a single-family palace, and no extra furnishings. It was not as grand and majestic as it would have been in the past.

The second feeling is coldness.

Perhaps it was because it was so quiet and windless that even though there was only a wall between them, one suddenly felt a chill in the bones.

Pei Ye lowered his eyes and gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist. He knew that this might not be a human feeling, but perhaps came from a keen sense of the sword. Just as a poet is inspired to write poetry when he reaches the top of a mountain, being in a strange place often makes the sword spirit leap.

Pei Ye withdrew his gaze and looked towards the main entrance.

There are five steps, made of white stone.

More than 20 years have passed, and the figures who once lingered under the eaves are now scattered all over the world.

Pei Ye took off his sword and sat on the steps for a while with his knees resting. The forest was sparse and quiet, with no sound.

He lowered his head and opened the file in his hand. Some dark ink marks with connections appeared before his eyes. It was the only record about this case.

Volume Heading:

"The Case of the Assassination of the Queen in Mingyue Palace
[Time]: Spring of the fourth year of Suolin, the night of the ninth day of the third month, the first quarter of the night at midnight.

[Case]: Mingyue Palace bedroom in the Imperial Palace

[Case involved]: Yue Muzhou, Wei Qingju, Ying Suyu, assassin

[Inspector in charge of the case]: "Crane character Jiayi", Yue Muzhou."

text:

"Just after midnight, a light rain fell from the sky. It was as fine as a needle. After about three quarters of an hour, it wet the ground and left footprints for horses. After about five quarters of an hour, the ground and rocks became soft and people could leave relatively complete shoe prints.

Ying Suyu sat about a foot to my left and said, "Since coming here, I rarely see rain."

I replied: "Hello, come here in winter, who will give you rain then?"

Ying Suyu replied: "Because I just want to see the snow."

There was no human voice, and it was quiet for twelve breaths. The rain was getting heavier, and the sound of tiles hitting each other could be heard. Outside the palace, a nightingale chirped three times, but it did not fly away or startle. Gradually, I could smell the rain.

Ying Suyu said: "At that time, there were no 'insects from the north' like you."

I didn't answer.

Ying Suyu said: "I heard from the emperor today that the situation in the north is relatively stable. That's great. After so many years of war, the people can finally have some rest."

I answered: 'Do you think the future will be a stable time?'

Ying Suyu stretched out his hand to catch the rain: "The enemies in the north have retreated, the court is gradually stabilizing, the wise emperor has been on the throne for four years, and they are still young... The Tang Dynasty has gone through several cold winters in a row. Look, isn't it raining warm spring rain?"

I didn't answer. After about two breaths, my five senses inside and outside the hall were all normal.

Ying Suyu said, his voice half as low as usual: "Mu Zhou, I always feel that... you seem to be constantly worried about something."

I didn't answer, and was slightly distracted.

Ying Suyu said: "It has been like this for three years. My aunt said that she talked to you for three hours that night. She said that you always think about 'leaving'. No matter where you land, the very idea of ​​'taking root' makes you uneasy... I think you are the same."

I answered: "When someone says something, you say 'I think so', but you don't say it on other days."

Ying Suyu replied: "Ah, then I am stupid. I have long admitted that I am a fool in front of the Yue hero. What's so strange about that?"

I answered: 'I was afraid you had forgotten.'

Ying Suyu laughed three times, one high and two low. The rain started to fall heavily, like pine needles. After about half a minute, the ground became soft, and people and horses left their marks. Inside and outside the palace, all kinds of sounds gradually rose, including the sound of leaves hitting the trees, the sound of tiles dripping from the eaves, and the sound of water hitting the pond. The smell of earth in the rain filled my nose.

All five senses were the same. Ying Suyu stretched out his legs and looked at the plum tree below the steps: "So auntie said...you said you were willing to try to stay...really?"

I didn't answer for about two breaths, then I answered, "Yes."

There was no human voice, and silence lasted for seven breaths. Ying Suyu's laughter turned into a string of pearls, and its voice echoed with that of the nightingale outside the hall.

Then Ying Suyu said: "I think it's because you grew up like that."

'You grew up in a dangerous world, and you are so used to sleeping with a sword as a pillow that you look at everything with a cold eye. You don't trust anything, so you don't get close to anything. But you are the most chivalrous man I have ever seen, so why do you always show a cold and rebellious look to the world? Why not try to believe that as long as we defeat the evil and overcome the difficulties, we can also make the world what we want together - aren't aunt and uncle standing on it? '

The rain was steady, the ground was already half an inch wet, the plum tree below the steps had its petals blown off, the fragrance was very faint, the water in the scenic pond was churning, and carp were breaking out of the water to breathe.

I smelled a very faint fishy odor.

I said: "Miss Ying, do you always speak in such a disgusting way?"

Ying Suyu replied: "Ah, now that Young Master Yue is old, do you feel sick again? - Then Miss Ying, I don't know how to comfort you. I know you are sad... I have also experienced unbearable pain, but speaking of it will not cheer you up. Because there is no such thing as empathy in the world..."

I answered: 'You haven't finished yet?'

Ying Suyu smiled, held the sword and stood up, saying: "It's getting late, I'm going back to sleep, you stay on duty. ... I don't know why my aunt trusts you so much."

I answered: "I see clearly."

Ying Suyu walked down the steps toward the courtyard gate, stepped on the thin water on the stone path, and after about nine steps, he stopped and turned around and said, "By the way, Mu Zhou, I heard news about my junior sister the other day... I don't know what she said... When I return to Lishui in a few days, can you come with me..."

The fishy smell suddenly became stronger.

I held the sword and turned around, heading straight into the hall. When I reached the door, a sharp sword appeared inside the hall.

I was seven feet away from the queen. When I entered the curtain, I drew my sword from my waist. I saw the queen's blood splashing in the air like beads. The assassin was halfway outside the window, and the sword was stained with blood. I drew my sword and hit him in the right side of his heart. He flew out of the window, the curtain fell, and disappeared from my five senses.

I returned to the Queen's bedside and saw that her face was pale and blood was falling from the air.

It starts from when I hold down the sword and ends from now on, with half a breath in between.

The rain continued, and the smell of blood became stronger, then the smell of water disappeared and the smell of earth became very light. After that, the stabber never came back, and no accomplices were seen either. "

Pei Ye was silent for a while, then turned the page again and saw the last two lines of words.

Notes at the end of the volume: Answers to questions from the Taiwan authorities on March 11:

"Everything I know and feel is recorded in it. If I don't record it, I won't feel it. I don't know what's going on outside the curtain. I can't chase out of that curtain. I have recorded the appearance of the assassin separately. I say again, I am solely responsible for this case. You can check and copy it and file a separate case. Don't ask any more questions.

After the volume, note: March 29th inspection supplement:

"This case has no solution. I will do my own thing. The Crane Seal is placed here. Let's hand it over to someone else."

Pei Ye paused for a long moment, then slowly closed the case file, putting those old handwritings back to the time twenty years ago.

In fact, he also frowned and asked the corresponding station about the first one - if a crane inspector recorded all the details of the conversation and the changes in the five senses tirelessly, but only ended with a few lines at the most critical moment, of course it was because that was all the feelings he could capture.

Pei Ye now knows better than anyone what kind of place this is. Under the law of Qilin, all living beings are mortal. In such a forbidden place in the palace, in front of Mingyue Palace, Yue Muzhou sits on the steps with a sword in his arms. No one should be able to enter this palace.

It was at this time that Pei Ye remembered the page of confession of [Strange Dragon] He Changge that Xie Chuantang gave him before entering the Fantasy Tower.

“…It was a rainy night in spring, the flowers, trees and soil were all soft and warm, and He Wujian came back from somewhere.

"I've done something, Changge." He Wujian took off his clothes and lowered his head to treat the sword wound between his muscles and bones. His voice was as cold as ever, but more solemn than ever before. "I have to go."

He Changge woke up in shock, wrapped in his quilt, not ready for anything yet. He only subconsciously looked at the bloody wound - it was very straight, not deep, and not in a vital spot... But the next moment he realized with a start that if the sword tilted to the left at an angle of ten degrees, it would have pierced his father's heart. "

[Four Water Cultivating Snakes] He Wujian, the top official on the Crane List and the best in the world, accepted the task.

He used some unknown means to pass through the palace gate and the swordsman's perception on the stairs and suddenly appeared in the queen's bedroom. He did everything that he had rehearsed thousands of times quickly and to the extreme, and stabbed out with his sword and swept it through the window.

The reaction and speed of the swordsman named Yue were indeed as ghostly as the rumors said. I didn't know how he reacted and rushed into the hall. The premonition of death was approaching in an instant. In just a flash of lightning, he was left with an almost fatal sword wound.

Yue Muzhou would not focus his attention on the assassin at that moment. No matter how he disappeared behind the curtain, or even just resting there, Yue Muzhou would not leave the queen even a step.

Pei Ye sat in a daze on the steps and thought for a while. The events of more than 20 years ago seemed to be right in front of him. His nostrils twitched and he looked to the side. Amidst all the gloom and withering, there was an old plum tree standing in the snow under the steps, with bright red flowers blooming on its branches.

……

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Far to the north of the capital, in an unknown mountain.

The hanging waterfalls were frozen, the old trees were covered with frost, and although there was some snow on the ground, it was not the same snow as in the capital. It had melted and frozen again, almost turning into solid ice.

Zhu Gaoyang adjusted his hat. The morning sun was shining through the gaps between the trees, and the snow on the road was dazzling.

He raised his sword and pushed away the thorns. "Then tell me, how do they control that kind of magic?"

"Then it should not be in the hands of the human world." Zhu Gaoyang said, "If you already know clearly what it is and hold it in your hands... just like Yun Lang holds the "Sword Strategy", you may not have to be so restrained when doing things."

"Come to think of it, it is said that King Mu of Zhou spent his entire life to obtain one or two powers from heaven and earth. How could they be so smooth... Besides, the [Xiting Heart] is not in their hands." Zhu Gaoyang almost talked to himself, but stopped at this moment and turned around and said, "Tell me, even if your father really hid in these deep mountains and swamps, can he really survive for decades?"

Behind him followed a man in his forties or fifties, who lowered his head and said nothing. His face was weathered, his hair was gray, and the cloak he was wearing had become worn out from the journey.

"...My father was ranked in the middle of the Crane List twenty years ago. Now, time has passed. If he is really found, I am afraid that Yu Zhu's true teachings may not be a good thing." He Changge's voice was wooden.

"Really?" Zhu Gaoyang pushed the sword in his hand and said, "Don't worry, Master He, my life is very precious and I don't often do things that I'm not sure of."

After passing this forest, they stood on the top of the mountain. Zhu Gaoyang looked down and saw the frozen long stream disappearing and reappearing in the forest, winding all the way to the deep valley ahead. This was the end of the Jing River. They had been delayed several times along the way, but now they were finally reaching the end.

(End of this chapter)