Shocking Mountain Moon

Chapter 27 Gu Yueming

The feather arrow carried the force of the creation of the world, pierced through the gaps between dense branches and leaves, and hit the neck of Han Wu, the commander-in-chief in front of the palace.

Blood was splattered, and Han Wu, who was concentrating on checking the traces at the scene, swayed and fell to the ground.

"General!"

The imperial guards immediately surrounded him and called out to Han Wu. As for the ordinary people present, they were all shocked by the sudden change. After a moment of silence, some cried out in surprise, some came closer, or hid away in fear.

Qiu Heng, who was hiding in the tree, took advantage of this brief moment to climb down the tree and hide behind the thick trunk.

At this time, one of the imperial guards reacted and pointed in the direction where the arrow came from and shouted, "Over there!"

A part of the imperial guards rushed towards the big tree, and while they were looking around, the figure hiding behind the tree quietly blended into the group of people.

These imperial guards were all dressed the same, with armor inside and a short shirt with wide sleeves outside, and Qiu Heng was wearing the same short shirt outside.

This short shirt with wide sleeves is the military uniform of the imperial guards. Qiu Heng happened to see it and brought it back when she was exploring the small buildings along the Xiangsha River at night.

The imperial soldier lost his uniform while visiting the brothel and dared not make it public, which gave her a good opportunity to act today.

In fact, if you look closely, there are differences. Under Qiu Heng's short shirt is an ordinary robe, not a coat of armor. But in such a panic, the dense branches and trees blocked the light and vision, enough to fool people.

Qiu Heng followed these imperial guards into the depths of the forest, and fell behind without leaving a trace, then quietly changed direction. He first retreated slowly, and then ran away when he had gained some distance.

The route had been planned long ago. The sound of the wind in her ears and the pain of branches and thorns scratching her body could not affect the girl running in the mountains and forests.

She ran all the way to the edge of the cliff and stopped.

Taking the normal route, it would take a long time to reach the place she and Fangzhou had agreed upon, and it would be impossible to escape the search of the imperial guards, but this was a shortcut.

She had walked from the top of the cliff to the bottom of the cliff, and then to the agreed place. It was difficult and dangerous, but it was the road she had to take.

After a short rest, Qiu Heng jumped down directly.

A few feet down there was a tree growing horizontally. The time she fell was very short, and a pair of hands tightly grasped the branches. More branches scraped across the girl's arms and body, tearing her clothes and skin.

Further down there were strange protruding rocks and a platform that was just wide enough for one foot to stand on. When there was no place to gain leverage at all, Qiu Heng took out a dagger and stabbed it hard into the stone wall during the fall, making an unpleasant ripping sound. This slowed down the momentum of his fall a little, and he found a new place to gain leverage, and finally reached the bottom of the cliff.

It's a long story, but it actually happened in just a moment. But to Qiu Heng, it seemed like a very long time had passed, exhausting her physical strength.

She just lay on the cold, hard rocks, looking up at the sky.

The sky darkened, and the incomplete moon hung quietly in the sky, looking cold and deserted.

Qiu Heng didn't feel cold.

She could feel the heat brought by the pain. She exchanged her blood for success, and even the smell of blood that drifted into her nose became fragrant, more wonderful than the incense she mixed.

This is the first one.

Han Wu, the commander-in-chief of the palace.

The girl who had been scratched countless times smiled brightly towards the lonely moon in the sky.

At this time, Han Wuzheng was being rushed to the city for treatment, and most of the imperial guards followed him back to the city. As for Han Ziheng's few friends, they didn't dare to talk about loyalty anymore, and followed him back in disgrace.

I dare not not reply, even Marshal Han was assassinated!

As a result, there were not many people left in Daishan to look for Han Ziheng and the criminals. And it was too risky to search for people in the mountains after dark, so these people could only find a shelter to rest for a night and wait until dawn.

Han Wu died before he could even enter the city. When he returned to the Han Mansion, the imperial physician examined him and shook his head repeatedly.

He is a doctor, not a coroner.

Of course I didn't dare say this out loud, I could only say "My condolences".

Everyone in the Han residence was crying. Although the palace gates were locked, the news was still delivered.

After the palace was locked, it was a time of singing and dancing. Incense was wafting, and dancers were charming. After hearing the urgent report, Emperor Jingping stood up and went out.

Concubine Yu, who was accompanying the emperor, showed surprise on her face: Is Han Wu, the commander-in-chief of the palace, dead?

Countless people couldn't sleep that night.

The next day, groups of imperial guards and runners appeared on the streets, controlled the city gates, and rushed around outside the city, causing panic among the people and all kinds of speculation.

At the Yongqing Marquis's Mansion, a carriage stopped outside the Chuihua Gate. The coachman, Lao Zhang, saw Fangzhou coming with the Sixth Miss wearing a veiled hat, and hurriedly jumped off the carriage to greet them.

The girl in the veil nodded in response and was helped into the carriage by Yoshizu.

Mother Wang stuffed a bag of red bean cakes into the driver's hand and blocked the boarding and alighting area: "I've been bothering you a lot lately. Come and try the red bean cakes made by Fangzhou."

The driver smiled and said, "You are so polite. It is my duty to do things for my masters. Apart from anything else, the snacks made by Fangzhou are really delicious..."

As the two were talking, Fangzhou called out, "Qingluo, hurry up."

Mother Wang waited for the driver to finish eating a piece of red bean cake, then said with a smile, "Then I'll get on the rickshaw too."

The driver stuffed the remaining red bean cake into his arms and raised the whip.

The silence in the carriage was suffocating.

Fangzhou lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out quietly. When he saw those aggressive soldiers, his heart beat rapidly.

At this time, the news of Han Wu's assassination had not yet spread widely.

Fangzhou pinched the sweat on his palms and thought about all sorts of things: Did the girl kill Han Ziheng? Did the girl successfully evade the search? Will the girl show up at the agreed place as promised?
Fortunately, the journey out of the city was smooth, and the soldiers guarding the city gate focused all their attention on the vehicles and pedestrians entering the city.

This is why the girl asked her to go to Daifukuji Temple today - after realizing it, Fangzhou suddenly gained confidence.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away from the city and closer and closer to the agreed place.

"Uncle Zhang, stop for a moment. The girl wants to get some fresh air."

"Okay." The coachman stopped the carriage on the side of the road.

Fangzhou helped the girl get off the car, and Mother Wang started chatting with the driver so that he wouldn't notice how many people got off the car.

The forest was quiet and the trees were towering. Fangzhou and the other person came to a huge tree with a canopy like a canopy.

Such a tree is uncommon in this forest, but next to it there is a half-year-old red tree that is not very common in the capital.

When they arrived at the agreed place, Fangzhou didn't dare to shout. He held the girl's hand and looked around.

There was movement from above, and they both looked up, and saw a person sliding down the tree trunk.

Fangzhou was startled at first, but when he saw the man's face clearly, he showed joy.

It’s a girl!
Qiu Heng signaled the two to keep quiet and started to take off their clothes.

The girl next to Fangzhou took off her veil, and the sixth girl in the driver's eyes turned out to be Qingluo.

Qingluo and Qiuheng are similar in shape. The maids in Lengxiangju are jealous of the girl's closeness to Qingluo and think that it is Qingluo's personality that pleases the girl, but they don't know that this is the real reason.

Qingluo also took off her outer clothes and wore a maid's uniform similar to Fangzhou's. Because she wore a veil hat when she went out, her hair was in the same style she usually wore, so she didn't need to change it.

The driver chatted with Mother Wang for a while, then felt that time had gone on for a while, so he subconsciously looked in the direction where Fangzhou and the other person had left.

When the girl said she wanted to get some fresh air, she was actually just euphemistically saying she wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was still a little worried after being away from the deep mountains and forests for so long.

"Fangzhou and Qingluo are with us—" Mother Wang pointed with her finger and smiled, "That means they are back."

Qiuheng, wearing a veiled hat, came closer, nodded to Mother Wang whose lips were trembling slightly, and was supported by Fangzhou and Qingluo on both sides as she entered the carriage.

(End of this chapter)