Chapter 70: I’m Leaving for Real (Up)

Shen Qi out of the palace, fast horse whip, halfway in an internal medicine doctor’s mansion before dismounting, go in soft and hard to explain some, so as to avoid the emperor investigated up to reveal the stuffing.

This doctor has received Shen Qi’s favor, all the people in Shen’s house have any headache and fever, all are his diagnosis and treatment, before Shen Qi also borrowed the pretext of helping to arrange the errand, his son pinch in the hand, picking up his respect and fear, and half a bit of dissent dare not rise.

A lie has to be rounded with countless lies, Shen Qi thought that she had plugged all the loopholes that she could, and went home to find Su Yan to sell her misery and ask for comfort.

Who expected Su Yan was not even in, according to the steward and the door guards reported back, was picked up by the King of Yu on the carriage, but also took away the desktop of the study on the green booklet, has not returned.

Shen Qi had a bad feeling in his heart, he knew that King Yu had coveted Su Yan for a long time, and he suspected that the other party wanted to take the opportunity to do it and show his lust. But Su Yan is willing to get on the Yu Wang’s car, at the same time took away the hand-written constitution of the founding of the Tian Gong Yuan, and also like the official posture, temporarily can not be determined is the kidnapping or abduction.

If he comes back in a short time, nothing should happen, but if he is late, he might cause trouble.

Shen Qi sat on the main seat in front of the hall, taking a knife cloth back and forth wiping the snow bright cold blade, just do not say anything, from the sun oblique wait until the sun fell until sunset, also do not see Su Yan back.

The scouts sent out to inquire also reported that Su Yan did not return to his mansion.

Shen Qi was anxious and anger and hatred for a long time tormented, five internal burning, face as gloomy as black clouds on the city, only in the hands of the sharp blade flipping swept through the palpitation of the cold light, and sometimes cast between the eyebrows, reflecting the eyes of the undercurrent of violence and murderous spirit.

When the last remaining light was completely swallowed by the night, Shen Qi rose up and waved his sword to cut all the tables and chairs in the hall into pieces.

He leaned on the tip of the knife and stood in the middle of the mess, panting heavily, his eyes glowing red like animal blood, his throat full of iron flavor that he couldn’t swallow, and a trace of blood seeping out from the corner of his mouth.

The evil fire burned him fiercely, and he wanted to avenge this pain a thousand times over to the originator, to all those who got in the way, and even wanted to draw the three plagues of karmic fire to burn up the heaven and earth and incinerate all things.

Shen Qi suddenly lifted the Embroidered Spring Sword and quickly stepped out of the front of the hall, and just as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, he saw a small group of imperial guards lining up to enter the door, with the leader arching his hand towards him and saying, “Lord Commander, my humble servant has been ordered by the Emperor to come and fetch the list.”

As if a big wave had slapped him on the head, he struggled for a few moments of sanity in the depths of the water, and said in a mute voice, “Wait a moment, I’ll go to the study to fetch it for you.”

He turned and walked to his study, waving and chopping out twenty names at his desk, following which he threw the pen away and turned his head to look at the luohan couch in the corner of the room.

The couch seemed to be still hidden with the silhouettes of two people crossing their necks and rubbing each other, leaving behind a mesmerizing fragrance and body heat.

In a trance Su Yan raised her eyes to look at him, smiled with autumn water across her face, and said, “Seventh Lang, stop it.”

“…… I won’t make a scene.” Shen Qi murmured, his frenzied expression gradually converging, turning into a bit of deep hidden deep carved venom in his eyes, “I have to live first.”

He returned his sword to its sheath, his whole person as if washed by frost and snow, more and more grim, pinched a piece of paper drenched in wild ink, returned to the hall, handed over to the chief of the guards.

The chief carefully folded the pages and put them in his arms, then said, “Is Lord Commander going to the Northern Zhenfu Division? I am traveling on the way and will escort you on your journey.”

Shen Qi knew that this was urging him to go to the imperial prison.

Punished, Shen Qi does not care, only upset that did not catch Su Yan before leaving the capital to see a side, ask him what he suffered in the Yu Wang, and then hold him in his arms against the death of lingering, red candle tears until dawn.

“Thank you.” Shen Qi said expressionlessly, “This is the time to set off.”

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Su Yan jolted awake and sat up. The indigo sky light that was vaguely lit up outside the window was about five o’clock approaching.

On the bed board Su Xiaojing wrapped Su Xiao Bei into a ball with his hands and feet, sleeping soundly, the two of them shrinking into a small half, the majority of the position was given to him. Su Yan looked down at the two sleepy little teenagers and smiled, shaking them awake, “Ready to go.”

After washing and dressing, Su Yan rode to the Ministry of Revenue. At this moment has just dawned, he to a yawning master of the day to receive the appointment of the documents, back to pass the main gate of the imperial city Chengtianmen, can not help but look toward the heavy palace, fixed look for a moment.

Emperor Jinglong promised to give him the Shangfang sword, but so far not even a sword spike have not seen, maybe the nobleman more forgetful, or maybe just teasing him, like before “list under the catch son-in-law” like.

Tian Wei is difficult to test, the ruler and the minister know each other which is so easy, the imperial study that the submerged, hidden restrained embrace, straight as a dream bubble, such as dew and electricity …… Su Yan heart is very some frustration, despondent sigh.

And think of the crown prince Zhu He Lin, recently the schoolwork day heavy, I heard that even the night is not free, was detained in the emperor’s side to learn the handling of political affairs, and can not play around. And he is also busy these days, unexpected accidents and more, indeed to the crown prince has been neglected.

He let the crown prince dove several times, the day before yesterday from the imperial study out, only to go to the East Palace to sit for a moment, and then rushed back to the house to take care of the traveling clothes, no wonder Zhu Hailin hate hard to get even, with his former send shadow, bow ball and other things to smash him, said and he cut off, this life don’t want to see him again.

Su Yan recalled the brat’s angry and red-eyed face, shook his head with a bitter smile and hoped that when he finished his errand and returned to the capital, this arrogant and enthusiastic youngster would grow up quickly and become a powerful arm of Emperor Jinglong’s governance; and paradoxically hoped that he would continue to maintain this red-blooded innocence and not let his still tender shoulders carry the burden of the kingdom too early.

The horse whinnied and snorted, stamping its hooves back as if urging him to move.

Su Yan stroked his mane and said, “Gone gone. Anyway, being demoted is not a glorious thing, still expect people to send off the road, or wave a sleeve, not take away a cloud.”

He clamped his legs around the horse’s belly, spurred the reins, and galloped off toward the way he came.

In the morning light, two carriages were driven out of the outer city gate of the capital. Su Xiaobei drove the front one, in the carriage sat his family Su adults, the rear one was loaded with all kinds of paraphernalia and gifts, driven by Su Xiaojing.

Su Yan was wearing a loose snow green colored Taoist robe, lazily leaning on the seat, and was falling into if anything, parting thoughts. The carriage suddenly stopped, and came Su Xiaobei’s voice: “My lord, there are two rows of Tee Riders in front of us, aggressively blocking the way, could it be that they are here to seek revenge!”

He was secretly shocked, and the scene when he first met Shen Qi suddenly swept before his eyes. On the stone bridge in the moonlit night, the firelight illuminated a team of aggressive horsemen, the leader of which was dressed in brocade and frosty sword, using the horsewhip to flick up his face, looking straight into the depths of his eyes.

At that time, the noise between heaven and earth faded away, with a glance of ten thousand years.

Su Yan’s heart burned as if on fire, and he returned to his senses with some trepidation, breathing uncertainly.

Su Xiaobei called from outside again, “Don’t get off the car first, I’ll go to the front and ask what’s going on!”

Su Yan took the opportunity to straighten his lapel and calm his mind, pushed the door and got off, signaling Xiao Bei to stay where he was. Three or four feet away in front, Tee riders saw him appear, all dismounted, clasped fists to salute. The head of a person in his twenties, born as dark as charcoal, his appearance is not good, clasped his fists and said: “humble position Chu Yuan, see Su adults. I and other twenty brothers, in the future for adults at your disposal, saddle front and back to follow, absolutely no second thoughts.”

Su Yan originally thought that these are the guards sent by Shen Qi, hurriedly scanned the circle, not see the main body, and at the end of the team vaguely see a familiar, like a scout Gao Shuo, inevitably some doubts.

Chu Yuan reminded in a low voice, “Lord Su turn around and look upwards.”

He turned around as he was told and looked up above the city gates to see a light-colored figure standing under the umbrella cover held up by a bystander on the high and grand city tower. Fixing his eyes on it, he realized that it was actually the emperor himself, out of the palace in microdress.

Su Yan’s heart jumped, lifting the corner of his robe and hurriedly climbing up the steps of the city building, running to the emperor, he was about to salute.

“I am slightly dressed, there is no need to salute so as not to attract attention.” The emperor held his arm with one hand and waved his sleeve towards the back, Lan Xi understood and put away the umbrella cover and retreated far away.

“Your Majesty this is ……”

“I’m going out of the palace to take a breath of fresh air, to enjoy this lake and mountains, and to give you a ride in the meantime.”

Said the opposite of it, is clearly specially come to send off. Su Yan heart touched, gazing at the emperor’s handsome and elegant eyebrows, said softly: “Your Majesty’s deep grace is like the sea, how can I afford it.”

The Emperor smiled faintly, unclasped the sword at his waist, and placed it in his hand, “This is the Shangfang Sword, and I expect you to never use it.”

Su Yan held the heavy sword, seeing the scabbard pattern on one side is a golden dragon, one side is a dancing phoenix, the sword blade is surrounded by seven stars, a solemn and noble heavenly weather. He stroked the dragon body on the scabbard, his voice trembled slightly, “Thank you for your Majesty’s great favor.”

The emperor would like to hug him again, but at the moment, in broad daylight, under the city tower in full view, this idea just out of the blue, such as late hair of the autumn branches, a large piece of Yao Huang Wei Zi were pressed under the thick frost.

The Son of Heaven sighed silently and personally tied his sword to Su Yan’s waist, saying, “In addition to this sword, I have also given you twenty retainers to protect you on your way. Shaanxi is not as prosperous as the capital, so take care of yourself. If the situation has changed, I allow you to act cheaply, do not have to worry about all kinds of rules and regulations, all to their own safety.”

The king of a country, for their own considerations so well thought out, not hesitate to fold the section to present the heart, Su Yan now finally realized that the history of those loyal ministers and generals why they would die for the identified monarchs sold their lives. The emperor treats him as a scholar of the country, how can he not repay him as a scholar of the country? Liver and guts, ice and snow, is probably the state of mind of the two people at this moment!

Su Yan arched his hand and bowed deeply, choked and said, “I’m leaving, the emperor take care of the dragon body.” Words and then turned around, did not look back and went down from the city hall.

He walked a little hastily and rudely, but the emperor did not care, only staring at the two spots of dark-colored water on the striped stone floor, as if they were two hot ghee, hot in the bottom of his heart.

Under the city tower, Su Yan got on the carriage, and twenty well-trained Tie Riders immediately divided into long columns on the left and right, winging their protection on both sides of the carriage.

On the citadel, Lan Xi reappeared to take the umbrella and reminded in a low voice, “It’s time for the imperial master to return to the palace. Today’s morning court has been delayed by an hour and a half, and at this moment, the hundred officials are outside the noon gate, and I think they have gathered about the same.”

Emperor Jinglong nodded slightly and said, “Return.”

Su Yan sat in the carriage, placed the Shangfang sword on his knee, touched the scabbard pattern, his mind shook. Suddenly remember the emperor’s feelings, hate to be in the hands of Zhang Liang Sun Bin’s talent, to pay back; suddenly and give birth to inexplicable regrets and loss, even can not help but complain – bosses have come to send off, how the brother did not come to it, a little bit of unrighteousness!

Was …… he delayed by some urgent matter? Or are you angry that he left yesterday at noon without saying goodbye?

…… always will not be encountered trouble! He is now in the capital is also considered to be a snake level characters, and is the main official of the North Zhenfu Division, the ordinary people avoided less than, can meet what trouble.

Su Yan somewhat uneasily clenched the scabbard, resisting the urge to drive back to the city to ask the truth, thinking: the truth, the trouble is naturally lighter” of the truth, but another more real and certain, the power of the eternal survival. Is this the ultimate meaning pursued by “Ge Shi Xue”?

How much perseverance and courage fill the heart of a young man who wants to spend his life in pursuit of this power, at the risk of becoming a “man of fire”?

King Yu admired the spirited and compelling handwriting on the pages and flipped down the page.

This constitution is a draft, but it is written in great detail, including the early days of the college, all kinds of what he thought and could not think of, obviously with the utmost care.

And turned to the second half, found that the pages were stained with a lot of oily smooth light red dots, he used his fingers to stroke, found that it was the candle dripping traces, and then carefully scraped clean with the tip of a knife. It can be seen that this second half of the book, is Su Yan candle burning stay up all night, sleepy when written, so hot candle tears fell on the pages and the back of the hand.

To the last few pages, the handwriting has become hard and stagnant, as if the person who wrote the pen weighs more than a thousand pounds, the fingers because of a long time to maintain a position, and the stiffness and numbness, throbbing pain.

This is Su Qinghe’s parting gift to him before leaving the capital ……

Perhaps because he could not let go of the proposed creation of the Tiangong Institute, or perhaps because he really wanted to help him, he wrote down what he knew and learned to the best of his ability, and unreservedly delivered this heart and soul to him.

And he himself, after his all-night writing endeavor, abducted him into the Sycamore Water Parlor and tossed him around fiercely for most of the day – no wonder he was physically weak and fainted twice in the middle of the day, and at the end of the day his face was white and his lips were green, and his breath was weak for a long time before he could come to his senses.

King Yu suddenly remembered that when he sent Su Yan back to his residence, did he forget to feed his stomach? After a whole day of not eating and not sleeping, and being forced to exhaust himself in bed, how could he withstand it with his weak and young body?

Today, I still have to brace myself to get up and travel all the way to a faraway place.

King Yu sat motionless, his chest cloudy and stuffy, his face ugly, suddenly put the pamphlet into his arms and got up to leave the study.

When he rode out of the mansion alone and galloped away, the royal guards were able to turn on their horses and hurriedly chased after him.