Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Watching people go to the empty room, Wei Xianxian had a sudden dream-like feeling. If it weren't for the broken floor, she would even think that the scene that just happened was just her hallucination.

"I saved the person who was caught in the net, is that right or wrong?" Wei Xianxian walked towards the small case by the window, her eyes passed over the token and fell on the plain silk pressed underneath. The position has been completed, and a palm protruding from the window is holding a paintbrush as if throwing it.

"How could he know what I did at that time?" Looking at the picture on the silk, Wei Xianxian couldn't hide her shock.

At that time, she saw the white cat she kept sneaking around, trying to catch the little bird. She actually threw the paintbrush in her hand to scare the little bird away. For this reason, the white cat had a long-term quarrel with her. He wouldn't let her hold him for days.

But, how would he know? Could it be? Wei Xianxian thought about it and her eyes fell on the pen holder. There was indeed an empty space there.

Could it be that he could guess it just because of this? But that shouldn't be possible. Wei Xianxian thought doubtfully, and her gaze towards the scroll was gradually replaced by another emotion.

"He painted it like, but I was taking a shower just now. How could he know what my hand looks like?" Wei Xianxian stretched out her right hand to compare it with the palm in the painting, and the blush on her face gradually deepened. the trend of.

"No way? Although he is a killer, he seems to be polite. I don't want to be that kind of person." Wei Xianxian was hesitant in her heart as she thought about it.

Wei Xianxian didn't sleep well that night. When she woke up, she realized in panic that her floor was broken. How should she explain it if her father saw it?

However, Wei Xianxian's panic did not last long, as there was a knock on her door.

"Xianxian, it's my father." Wei Yong's voice sounded from downstairs.

In Wei Xianxian's panic, the maid downstairs also opened the door.

this? this? Looking at the broken floor, Wei Xianxian sat dejectedly on the bed. What to do, she couldn't hide it.

Father, he won't beat me to death, right? Wei Xianxian thought pessimistically and fearfully.

"What's going on on the roof? That location is Xianxian's bedroom. How could there be such a big hole?" Wei Yong downstairs couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the big hole above his head. As the great Sikong of Wei State, he He has also led troops in battle, and he still knows martial arts. How could he not see where the hole in his head came from.

Shocked, Wei Yong hurriedly walked upstairs and stood outside Wei Xianxian's bedroom. After all, his daughter was older and many things had to be avoided.

"Xianxian, come out."

It's over, this must have been seen. Wei Xianxian walked to the door desperately.

"What's going on with that hole?" Wei Yong walked into the room and looked around calmly, trying to get some clues.

"Father, I saved a man before, and he accidentally left this hole." Wei Xianxian, who already knew that it was impossible to hide it, could only reply resignedly.

"Why are you so audacious? How dare you save someone of unknown origin? What is this?" Wei Yong looked around the room and saw the token on the small case.

"Father, what is that?" Wei Xianxian was about to say something, but Wei Yong quickly stepped forward and picked up the token.

"Qin State's Snare? The person you are rescuing is someone from Qin State's Snare?" Wei Yong looked at his daughter in shock and almost numbness.

"I didn't know it beforehand. I only found out last night." Wei Xianxian said dejectedly.

"You haven't saved anyone, do you know that?" Wei Yong took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Father?" Wei Xianxian looked at her father in shock, and for a moment she didn't know why his father said that.

"It's time to change your maid." Wei Yong put away the token and said.

"Father, please don't. This matter is all my fault. Please let Ping'er go. She doesn't know anything." Wei Xianxian showed real fear for the first time since Wei Yong came in.

Wei Yong said it simply, but how could Wei Xianxian, who knew her father fairly well, not hear another layer of meaning in Wei Yong's words.

This is to kill people to silence her. The person she killed was her maid Ping'er, and the mouth she silenced was the mouth of the person she rescued.

"Xianxian, who do you think your father is? In your eyes, is your father that cruel? Okay, okay, I won't change your maid, let Ping'er continue to be your maid. , but she can't leave your yard." Wei Yong said in a slower tone.

"No, no, my father has always been the best person in the world in Xianxian's eyes." Wei Xianxian said quickly, with a sense of joy in her heart that her life was saved.

"This matter ends here. You can't be even remotely implicated in the trap." Wei Yong said solemnly.

"If there is a next time, your maid will really have to change."

"Xianxian knows." Wei Xianxian said as sweetly as possible.

Wei Yong, who returned to the study, looked at the snare token in his hand, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, and the flame called ambition was beating inside.

"So the token left by the master is not for Miss Wei, but for Wei Sikong and Wei Yong?" Yingge asked in surprise in the inn room.

Yang Ming left a token to a noble lady. In Yingge's view, such a thing was completely unnecessary and would even create unknown dangers.

"Yes, Wei Yong has something different that Wei Xianxian can't use." Yang Mingdao.

"Wei Yong is ambitious. Of course, there are many people who are ambitious. If it were just that, Wei Yong would not be special. But not only is he ambitious, he also has the courage to take action. The most important thing is that this person Shameless enough and unscrupulous enough, such a person can sell anything for power, and he can cooperate with the devil, including traps."

"If Wei Yong enters the situation, Luo Wang may open up a whole new situation in Wei State." Yingge muttered.

She was born in Ye Mu, and she knew very well that if Luo Wang could cooperate with Wei Yong, an important minister of the Wei State, then many things would be much simpler. The reason why Ye Mu is terrifying is not because of its intelligence and killers, but because of the people behind it from the General's Mansion. power.

What kind of monster can be derived from the combination of power, intelligence, and killers? Yingge, who knows how the night is running rampant in Korea, is all too clear.

"So, what are we going to do next?" Ying Ge asked again.

"Lie down and sleep." Yang Ming said lazily. He had been struggling most of the night because of the black and white Xuanjian thing and now he just wanted to catch up on his sleep. Of course, with his current skills, he could not sleep all night, even if it was Even if you don't sleep for three days and three nights, you won't feel too sleepy.

He simply likes the feeling of sleeping.

"Sleep?" Ying Ge said in astonishment.

"There will soon be problems within Wei State. They can no longer take care of Luo Wang. Just let the remnants of Luo Wang remain silent. After this crisis has passed, they can reorganize Luo Wang in Wei State." Yang Mingdao.

In Yang Ming's memory, King Wei died in this year. It is already September, and King Wei does not have much time. The old king is about to die, and a new king is about to be established. In this power change in Wei State, the net But there is too much room for maneuver.

Of course, in this specious time and space, King Wei may not really die this year. After all, King Han next door is on the historical track he should be, but he has not yet ascended to the throne. Han Fei, the neighbor next door, does not have the ability to talk about this time and space. So slip away.

"Is there going to be a problem within Wei State?" Ying Ge asked doubtfully.

"It still needs to be verified to be sure, but I'm not in a hurry right now. I have something more important to do in the evening." Yang Mingdao.

"What does Master want to do?" Yingge asked curiously. After getting along with him for more than half a year, Yingge already knew when to properly share Yang Ming's secrets.

"I'm going to Zuimeng Tower." Yang Ming said.

"Zuimenglou? What's the master doing in a place like that?" Yingge asked in surprise.

When he was in Xianyang, although Yang Ming often went to Jinghua Garden and even had a close relationship with the oiran Li Wu, Yang Ming had never stayed overnight in Jinghua Garden. At this time, Yang Ming said he was going to Zuimeng Tower, Ying Ming Song doesn't think too much about anything, but he still has the curiosity he should have.

"Xuanhe Daliang City." Yang Ming was already lying on the bed when he spoke.

"Xuan He Daliang City?" Ying Ge pondered, but for a while he couldn't think of a reason.

When night falls in Daliang City, the brilliant colors belonging to Zuimeng Tower bloom in the darkness.

Luxurious carriages stopped near Zuimenglou, and men wearing gold and jade came from all directions and walked into Zuimenglou with smiles that were familiar to each other.

"This is Zuimenglou. I heard that the wine here is the best when we were in Weiguo. I can finally try it this time." A young man with a slightly longer face but particularly big eyes looked at Zuimenglou in front of him and subconsciously He wiped his mouth where he wanted to leave some saliva, and then ran happily into Zuimeng Tower, making all the luxuriously dressed people around him look mocking.

It's really out of character to be so impatient.

"Zuimenglou, let me see where you are going to escape this time. I have prepared this net for you." Yang Ming looked at Zuimenglou in front of him with a smile on his face.

The fish that left Xianyang without saying goodbye is hiding here, but I don’t know what color she should be in her costume now.

As the guests arrived one after another, the evening program at Zuimenglou began.

On the lavishly decorated stage, dancers in colorful clothes walked out from behind the scenes and danced gracefully to the accompaniment of musicians.

In the corridor, there are gorgeously dressed women with smiles on their faces, chatting and laughing with the guests around them. With every smile, they can not make the guests feel tacky, but also get the greatest satisfaction from themselves. .

As time went by, the atmosphere that was supposed to be getting more and more heated suddenly solidified. The sound of the entire Zuimenglou disappeared in an instant. Everyone looked at the stage, holding their breath and concentrating, for fear of missing it. Even a moment of beautiful scenery.

There, a graceful figure walked out from behind the scenes.

Her skirt was fluttering, and her apricot-yellow dress was fragrant in the wind. She was extremely delicate and beautiful. As she glanced at her, she was graceful and charming. It is like hibiscus emerging from water, clear and moist like ice, like autumn chrysanthemums covered with frost, and as quiet as pines growing in an empty valley. It is more beautiful than Xi Shi in the southeast, and more beautiful than Xia Ji in the chaotic country.