The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

The haunting of the capital can be said to be a big thing, and it is not unheard of before the palace to open an altar to worship ancestors for the sake of stability. , the Yamen court will ignore it.

At first Ji Zheng didn't take it seriously when he heard it, but after the third day of the incident, those military pleadings flew for three days at night in the main hall of the Ministry of War for no reason, and Ji Zheng suddenly realized.

Gu Congyun can't see people in life, and can't see corpses in death.

According to the usual rules of this kind of dog blood book, those who do not see the body will be judged as not dead!

The Marquis of Wu'an really deserved to die, but Gu Congyun... Ji Zheng didn't know, he didn't dare to think too much about sacrificing his son to fish out Laozi, Gu Congyun was just an insignificant abandoned son, far from the original book for him to hide in the rivers and lakes, A happy ending.

Ji Zheng was restless for a long time, and decided to meet this "ghost", at least he got his wish and drove him away.

As the night sank, the Imperial Army was like a shadow, silently surrounding the entire Hou Mansion, leaving only an opening for Gu Congyun to escape.

As long as the other party doesn't make a move, they won't fight tonight. This is the death order from the saint.

Ji Zheng walked through the side door. After the seal was lifted, the huge mansion was silent, and the cluttered grass covered up the former prosperity.

This is not the first time he has come to the Hou Mansion. It is no longer as clean and clean as when he came last time. Silk, porcelain and treasures, yellow, green and white, have been knocked over and scattered all over the place. Ling was buried here forever.

The guard was not at ease, and escorted him all the way in, until he reached the innermost courtyard, Ji Zhengfu pushed the door, his footsteps slammed, his face darkened, and he closed the door.

"Holy?"

"You all go out."

"Shang Shang, this is the former residence of the third son of Gu, I am afraid the yin is the most..."

"Zhen said to go out, back two miles, and all retreat to the outside of Hou's mansion!"

These guards were all picked and replaced by Ming Ci, absolutely obedient, and disappeared from behind him like a dark cloud.

Ji Zheng's forehead jumped, and once again he held his breath and opened the door.

His eyes quickly adapted to the darkness in the room - it was a room where time was frozen, the thick quilt in the middle of the winter was half open, the unmelted wooden barrel was set aside, the inkstone was still rolling on the ground, and the window A thick layer of gray, faintly revealing two handprints with ink marks, one large and one small, closely overlapping, the expensive paintings and calligraphy on the table are crumpled, and long ink lines are drawn out from the white paper. Marks, like snow that has been trampled, and like... a snow-white carcass that has been played with and ravaged at will.

Ji Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly and turned his head quickly.

On that night of drunkenness and confusion, the details of the tide that I can't remember, all of them rushed along the long neural circuit after a few months, leaving him paralyzed and stiff, and let him be stunned by his own absurdity. Debauchery. Swing buried and devoured.

The infinitely magnified sensory illusion even made him feel that the air was lingering, as well as the drunken aroma of wine, and the warm and vague taste entangled with them.

It turned out that after the two of them left, the third son of Gu's house was not cleaned up, it was not cleaned, and it was always the same as when he left.

Gu Congyun has come in, why didn't he clean up? Just because he stayed for one night, he disliked this house so much?

Ji Zheng was immersed in this situation for a long time, almost forgetting the purpose of coming here, until the handprint of the window that sees through the light, a figure outside the courtyard door was printed, walking with a lantern, and the moonlight cast on the wall. The shadow is slender, far less terrifying than the rumored, and at first glance it looks like a living person.

Ji Zheng calmed down slightly, ready to wait for Gu Congyun to come in and talk.

Who knew that in the next second, a cold object was attached to his face.

The figure outside is Gu Congyun, so who is this?

...really haunted?

The guard is outside! He didn't even think about it, the panic at the first moment could not be contained at all, making him cry out in an instant!

"I, I, it's me." The vocal cords were so dumb that they didn't look like a living person at all, but Ji Zheng reacted abruptly.

He is the supreme emperor of Dayan, and everyone calls him ministers and slaves in front of him, only Gu Congyun, he only calls me.

If the person behind is Gu Congyun, then the person outside is...

Ji Zheng had just calmed down for half a second, and then his teeth were trembling again, his neck stiffened and he wanted to twist his head inch by inch.

"Don't talk if you don't want to be taken away by him, don't turn your head, don't look at me." The coolness on his face withdrew, Gu Congyun uncharacteristically did not touch him at all, always restrained from a gentleman's distance.

"The sage is here to catch ghosts, right?" His hoarse vocal cords let out a weird laugh, "The ghosts are here."

Here comes the ghost.

The figure didn't seem to have any interest in Gu San Gongzi's residence. He just passed by and walked straight to the backyard, where the Marquis of Wu'an's study was.

Just as the man passed by the window, the dark clouds just moved an inch away from the moonlight, and Ji Zheng could see it clearly, a feminine face that was indistinguishable between men and women, without the red gauze covering it, making it even more coquettish and weird.

It's Li Ying.

His slender, raised eyes were cold and indifferent as if they were swept over casually.

Ji Zheng's scalp tightened.

It's just that the outside is much brighter than the inside at the moment, and it's really not easy to see from the outside. Li Yingdu didn't stop, and walked back along the road very casually.

When the footsteps completely disappeared from the back of the house, Ji Zheng couldn't get out of the creepy feeling completely.

When the two armies were at war, how could Li Ying disappear from the battlefield thousands of miles away and appear in the banned Hou's mansion in the capital, pretending to be a ghost?

"What is he... doing?" Ji Zheng asked subconsciously.

"Ming Changmu's letters were in my father's study. He pretended to be a ghost and took them to the Ministry of War. The Minister of War was timid and afraid of death, so he didn't dare to deal with them, so he would return them. God."

Ji Zheng was incomprehensible, "Why..." Halfway through the sentence, he suddenly remembered, "Your voice?"

The moment Ji Zheng turned his head subconsciously, he felt the person behind him jumped half a step away like an electric shock, a thick and dirty cloak flashed past his eyes, and Gu Congyun's dagger hilt reached through the clothes. on his lower back.

"Turn your head!" Gu Congyun's voice was obviously panicked, with a hoarse cough that was not like a human voice, the dagger hilt reached it for a while, and then slowly retracted, "I'm sorry, let's talk like this, Don't look back, don't... look back."

Gu San has changed. The proud son of the noble family, the arrogant and wild son, was uprooted along with this huge Hou Mansion, and disappeared overnight.

Ji Zheng couldn't tell, he only knew that he was different, but he didn't know what happened. He didn't dare to turn around and startle him, but just stayed where he was.

"Sacred, sage, sage." The voice was abnormally anxious, and he could feel Gu Congyun's hand hanging beside his shoulders. He wanted to put it down, but he immediately retracted it timidly.

"Well Gu San... Cong Yun." Ji Zheng didn't know how to appease him among his friends, how to persuade him to leave the capital without looking back.

He didn't know much about this character at all, and he didn't even remember his name in the original book, so it was dry to comfort him.

He could only say: "You say, I listen."

As soon as these words came out, the people behind them suddenly fell silent.

The room fell into a dead silence, and after a while, he said, "If I know you well enough and get close to you, the sage will choose him or me."

This sentence is too inexplicable, it has no beginning and no end, and it doesn't match the topic of Li Ying earlier.

Ji Zheng frowned: "Who?"

"The sage and all the people in the world think that he is a gentleman, a loyal, a man of lofty ideals. He understands you, loves you, respects you, helps you and understands you. As long as you cry out in your heart, he will immediately appear to protect you, that's why the sage chose him to be you. The other minister?"

The more Gu Congyun spoke, the faster he spoke, and the more chaotic it became. Ji Zheng could not understand the broken vocal cords, but he realized that Gu Congyun was targeting Ming Ci Yue.

"The Ming family and the Gu family have already reported their grievances. If it's for this matter, you can..." He lowered his head and pinched his brows.

"Does the sage know that there is a gu technique in the Western Regions that can make the person who has been gummed hear the voice of a specific person?"

Ji Zheng's movements stopped.

Gu Congyun watched him concentrate and laughed softly: "Prince Jing didn't tell you? This kind of strange art, he has lived in the Western Desert for so many years, and he has been placed in the tribes of the Western Desert, it makes no sense. Know."

Ji Zheng still didn't move.

"This Gu has backlash poison on both sides, and it is even stronger on the mind reader, and even distorts people's temperament... The sage thought that why someone would choose this kind of Gu, and the Western Desert people spent their efforts to help him prepare the Gu, just for the sake of Help him flirt, sleep peacefully on the side of the couch, and secure the post of Dayan?"

Gu Congyun saw that he was still stunned, and the more he spoke, the more complacent he became, and his tone became quicker, "Are the two armies really fighting each other thousands of miles away, or an alliance has already been reached, and Li Ying made Ming Changmu's letter public, but it was only a matter of time. It's to help him file a grievance and provoke guilt..."

"I can't choose you."

"…"

"Huh?" Gu Congyun's words froze on his lips, "What?"

"I mean, even if he doesn't understand me and hasn't approached me, I won't choose you, it has nothing to do with him." Ji Zheng slowly exhaled and stared at the floor, "Experience, knowledge, merit, appearance, character Sex, you are nothing like him, even if you are so young and similar to him, people in the capital secretly call you King Xiaojing, and you try so hard to imitate him..."

"Sir, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it..."

This time it was no longer the handle of the knife, the cold blade was directly on his back spine, and he could even feel the trembling caused by the opponent's excessive grip.

"But even the people from the West Desert can't look down on you when they look for fine works."

"Why did I choose you?"

"I told you to shut up!" With a squeak, the sharp edge cut through the bright yellow shirt and hit the flesh.

Ji Zheng paused, and continued to finish what he didn't say: "Gu San, you are not as good as him, accept it."

After saying this, he planned to call the attendant, but a chuckle suddenly came from behind. Gu Congyun's self-talking voice, pretending to be a relaxed tone, made Ji Zheng recall the day he first met him, "I'm talking anger again, I'm annoyed by the saint, don't worry, take it slow. Come on, another day... another day, the sage will know it himself, it's late at night, the sage will go back early, let's go and don't look back..."

Ji Zheng couldn't help but sincerely said: "I didn't say anything angry, this is something..."

"I'll let you go!" There was a stab, the sound of a knife cutting through flesh.

The next moment he tense his body, he didn't feel any pain. He only felt that the sharpness behind him disappeared in an instant. Ji Zheng didn't even think about it, and hurried out of the house.

When he came back to his senses and looked inside, there was no one inside.

The only thing left in the house was the frozen winter moon.

This night was like a dream that started here and ended here, and he didn't even see Gu Congyun. Only what he heard, what he saw, those bizarre but told him that everything was real.

Ji Zheng was silent, calmly left the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, put the seal back in place, and returned to peace. After a night of sleepless nights, the sky will dawn.

At the moment when Menhe died, he leaned on him suddenly, and a guard came up to ask him what instructions he had. Ji Zheng just waved his hand and instructed him to go down. internal storage.

...The Gu that can hear people's hearts, the Western Desert Art, the more eloquent words...

After being tense all night, he suddenly relaxed, and his exhaustion surged up like a tidal wave. He patted him into the mud and sand, so exhausted that he didn't want to recall a word of the conversation just now, and couldn't think about a word of it.

It seems that this is the key. It can be linked with the astrology that Jian Zheng said, with countless strange nightmares, and with the countless timely rescues of the previous uncle.

He finally got the messy thread, but he just wanted to stop here, and he didn't want to go any further.

Fatigue swept over, and it was best to have a big dream. When you woke up, the war was over, the soldiers were triumphant, and everything went to zero.

"Report! Xi Mo has come to the military book again, and it has arrived at the military department, but it has not yet been submitted to the morning court."

Ji Zheng shuddered suddenly and suddenly woke up, Li Ying was not on the battlefield! According to the plot, the tactical arrangement he gave to Ming Ciyue in response to Li Ying's original plan was probably completely wrong, but Ming Ciyue would definitely trust his command unconditionally.

The main hall of the Ministry of War and this place are only separated by a few alleys. Ji Zheng came out of the palace under the cover of clothes, and it was too late to send someone to inform the Ministry of War. Passed through the streets and neighborhoods.

As soon as the official on duty took over the military book, and before it was opened, he saw that the sage was accompanied by a group of guards with knives, and the wind and fire broke in directly from the main hall.

He woke up in a panic and hurriedly sent someone into the inner hall to wake up Lord Huang, Minister of the Ministry of War. Then he knelt down with trembling knees, and was anxious to reach out to the sage to deliver the army that had just arrived in Ximo and was still covered in sand and soil. Book.

Sheng Shang's hand was already one step ahead of him, and he took it by himself.

When Mr. Huang Shide was wearing his belt and running out of the inner hall, he just heard the little sage standing upright in the center of the hall and slowly opened his mouth.

"Uncle Huang, caught in the enemy's line, ran a hundred miles at night, and was seriously injured."

The author has something to say: fall in love with the emperor~

Sorry for the long wait, the main text will end at the latest during the Spring Festival, it won't be sloppy, their story is not over yet, he... If you don't worry about me being slapped, you can wait a little longer to see the end, this time I'm really busy enough to procrastinate It's been too long, I don't know how to say sorry, I will try my best to make up for the extras. Thank you to everyone who is still waiting for the uncle and Zhengzheng, bow