Lifting the large rock support of the millpan aside, Sun Shaozong reached out his hand to grab the bluestone slab at the edge, and was about to make an effort to jump out of the secret passage, but suddenly felt a piece of cold on the back of his hand and turned into moisture.

Snowing?

Sure enough, after coming out of the secret road, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, but the ground was still clean, and it was obviously just beginning to snow.

Sun Shaozong moved the big stone back to its original position, looked up at the gray sky, and let a few snowflakes melt on his face. The cold touch immediately refreshed his spirit.

There are still many things to deal with today, so I have to be refreshed.

Thinking about it this way, Sun Shaozong didn't mess around. He carefully observed behind the rockery and made sure that no one broke in without opening his eyes. Then he opened the courtyard door and walked out.

On the way to the front hall, he stopped a small servant casually, and was waiting to be told to call Zhao Zhongji over to speak, and suddenly remembered that he had been sent to deal with Zhang An's funeral in the past few days.

So he changed his words temporarily and ordered: "Let the porter king go in and wait in the front hall, and then say that I have something to tell him."

The little boy was too busy to respond, and went flying down the veranda.

When Sun Shaozong rushed to the front hall, Wang Jin had already been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Sun Shaozong entered the hall on his own and sat down on the main seat. Then he turned to Wang Jin, who followed up respectfully, and said: "The beggar and guardian Hong Jiu, do you remember?"

Although Wang Jin was a little puzzled, how could his second master suddenly bring up a beggar, but he didn't dare to neglect the slightest. He nodded like a little chicken pecking at the rice: "Every time that guy comes to the door, he always waits in the hall. People have spoken to him a few times."

In fact, Hong Jiu took the initiative to greet Wang Jin with a smiling face every time he came to the door, but Wang Jin ignored it.

"That's it."

Sun Shaozong nodded and said: "You immediately go to Shanxi Alley and let Hong Jiu go to Dali Temple to wait for these two days. I may use his place."

These errands were usually conveyed by Zhao Zhongji, but now the second master personally entrusted him, Wang Jin did not dare to neglect the slightest, first asked someone to temporarily replace the porter's errand, then went to the stable to ask for a mount, and hurried out of the corner door.

...

At the same time, Zhongshun Palace.

King Zhongshun, who always likes to lie in bed, got up early today, but he didn't care about dressing and washing. He walked with his bare feet in the warm pavilion covered with Persian carpets.

Seeing him like this, Hu Ji, who was attending the bed last night, didn't dare to dress neatly, all draped in very simple fabrics, shivering twice.

This half is scared, the other half is painful.

Yesterday, King Zhongshun fully demonstrated what it means to take an unusual path. He puts three mouths in the shape of ‘Pin’ without using it, and he exclusively uses equipment to rectify people.

This evening, not to mention the delicate skin and tender flesh on the body, and even the soles of the feet were bruised and swollen. Stepping on the ground was like being tortured, and had to stand on tiptoes to relieve the pain from time to time.

As a result, King Zhongshun walked like the wind, and the two Orchid ups and downs, each busy with each other, did not hinder each other for a while.

But this weird harmony was broken before long.

"Lord."

A maid, about fourteen or five years old, tiptoed into the hall and reported, "Zhou Changshi is back."

"This dog even knows to come back?!"

King Zhongshun gritted his teeth and cursed, and then he swiped his fleshy arm, and shouted: "Get out of this king, and call Zhou Mo in again!"

The two Orchid was amnesty, and hurriedly took clothes and socks from the bedside, draped them on their bodies, and fled out in embarrassment with the little maid.

One of them lost a boot and didn't dare to look back.

King Zhongshun didn't bother to pay attention to them. He sat back on his feet, gritted his teeth with luck.

Not long after, Zhou Mo came in from outside, turned over and knelt down with a puff, then walked forward on his knees, and said sadly: "The slave is damned, the real Tao Yan... is gone!"

"what?!"

When King Zhongshun heard the words, he abruptly got up from a limp, and the layers of fat on his lower abdomen were shaken violently as a result, his eyes were like three-fold waves in Yangguan.

Barefoot, he walked up to Zhou Mo a few steps, lifted Zhou Mo from the ground, and forced him to ask, "What's wrong with Dao Yan, you say it again!"

Zhou Mo looked at the coldness on his face, and he was startled at the moment with a white hair sweat, and he subconsciously deflected his eyes, and then he trembled: "The real person Dao Yan...he ran...ah!"

Before Zhou Mo could finish speaking, King Zhongshun kicked him on his face. He only knocked Zhou Mo's back on his back and his nose was bleeding.

But King Zhongshun didn't ask for anything. He forgot that he didn't wear shoes. He kicked it up with all his strength, and Zhou Mo's front teeth knocked on his feet, and it was painful to step on the ground.

However, this pain made him calm down a little bit, standing on tiptoe, coldly pressing: "Didn't I ask you to send more people to stare at him? How come people suddenly disappeared?!"

"The villain did send someone to monitor him, but he was looking for him this morning, but someone went to the building empty, and the few stalkers didn't even notice the slightest strangeness!"

After hearing these words, King Zhongshun's face became more and more gloomy, with one foot limping, and slowly sitting back on the collapsed ground.

Misguided, really misguided!

As early as when Yang Han was arrested, he should have dealt with the Taoist priest—but he was greedy for the elixir of immortality, and he was left behind by ghosts.

But who could have guessed that Sun Shaozong dared to report to the imperial brother's palace when he clearly called the emperor's brother to refine the secret recipe for his son?

Fortunately, except for Dao Yan himself, no one knows what kind of pill he is practicing this time—even Dao Yan himself has always thought that he was making medicine for the emperor...

Taking the emperor brother’s sympathy with him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com plus a few beggars who died, it was only a fine of three glasses of wine and no drinking as an example.

Thinking of this, King Zhongshun felt a little more settled.

The most important thing at the moment is that we must not make this matter a big deal, otherwise Emperor Guangde will be forced by the situation, and maybe he will come to slay the horse with tears!

Thinking of this, King Zhongshun immediately ordered: "You dog will get up first!"

Zhou Mo was accustomed to his moody appearance, but how could he dare to just get up like this, instead he knocked his head on the ground and said with an urn sound: "Small sin deserves ten thousand deaths..."

"okay!"

King Zhongshun said impatiently: "What's the use of talking about these now? Don't you hurry up and get your hands together to get the Dao Yan out!"

Speaking of this, he solemnly exhorted: "Remember, you have to see a corpse when you live, and you have to see people when you die!"

Zhou Mo was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately understood that this was not the opposite, but the meaning of bringing back the corpse after letting him silence his mouth-in short, he just couldn't leave a trace.

Since he wanted to use himself to chase Dao Yan, he should have saved his life if he wanted to.

This next week, Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and vowed to curse that he would not fail the trust of the prince this time.

After repeated assurances, he then bid farewell to King Zhongshun, gathered more than a hundred strong men in the mansion, and in the name of the king, sent a message to the commanders of the city defense camp, Yin Jiayu Village of Shuntian Mansion and other officials, and ordered them to help arrest the thief. "Thief Taoist" who walks the prince's secret treasure

Not to mention how Zhou Mo was busy outside.

However, King Zhongshun waited for him to leave and stayed silent for a long time before spitting out the words slowly: "Since you say that you are guilty of all your sins, the king has no choice but to fulfill you." ()

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