Chapter 35 It’s just stealing keys, it’s easy. Is it difficult?
In the final analysis, Zhou Ji is actually very innocent.
Fan Ruoruo grew up in Danzhou, and was exposed to various new ideas and modern thinking around Fan Xian. After arriving in Kyoto, even if she met the princes and ladies of various families, how could these people catch her attention?
Only the appearance of Zhou Ji made this little girl who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside discover that there are people in the world who are as powerful as her brother, who are exactly the same as the brother she admires most in terms of thought and behavior.
Gradually, the trust in his elder brother was transferred to Zhou Ji. This yearning was like a small seed, which quietly took root and sprouted under the nourishment of goodwill.
By the time Zhou Ji was aware of the strangeness, it had already penetrated the soil and was about to bloom a flower called 'Like'.
Fan Xian was annoyed at Zhou Ji's withdrawal and left, but he also knew that this was the best choice.
Dangduan will continue to be disturbed by it. If Zhou Ji doesn't like his sister, then he should make it clear in person, stop Ruoruo's thoughts, and each will be safe in the future.
As for the punch that was thrown out, it was an anger that could not be concealed as an older brother, and it would not affect the relationship between the two.
Sneak into the princess mansion with ease.
Fan Xian lay on Lin Wan'er's lap pillow, feeling a little tired for a moment, squinting his eyes, and said faintly, "Wan'er, I have a friend. He has a sister and a good friend. One day he found out that his sister fell in love with Lin Wan'er. and his friends, and although his friends have a crush on his sister, they still don't like her."
While listening to Fan Xian's complaints, Lin Wan'er put her hand lightly on Fan Xian's head, without saying a word.
She knew that what Fan Xian needed now was listening, not discussion.
This is the third time Fan Xian has told her a story. Every time Fan Xian is like this, Lin Wan'er can feel the entanglement and boredom in his heart, but the first two times are stories about him and herself.
This time it was replaced by Ruoruo and his friends.
Sunrise and sunset, another day in a blink of an eye.
As night fell, there was a lot of ritual and music outside the gate of the palace, the red lanterns were hung high, and the guests below were coming and going.
The Northern Qi mission and Dongyi guests were welcomed by the guest of honor of the Qing Kingdom, with smiles all over their faces, walked along the long passage and walked into the most solemn palace of the Qing Kingdom.
In contrast, the expressions of the officials of the Qing Dynasty were not so relaxed.
Two days before the negotiations between the envoys of the two countries, a piece of news from the Northern Qi mission almost ruined the good situation in the Qing Dynasty. Yan Bingyun, the son of Ruohai and the commander-in-chief of the Northern Qi spies, was captured by the Forensic and Inspection Institute.
Although this news was not officially announced, it had already spread among the courtiers, and people's hearts fluttered for a while.
Although Fan Xian was a lowly official, but because he was also a deputy envoy, he and Xin Qiwu were arranged to sit at the desk in the middle.
Xin Qiwu is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, belonging to the Ministry of Rites, and is very good at judging the situation.
Seeing that Fan Xian and Guo Baokun had clashed before entering the hall, he whispered, "Master Fan, Guo Baokun is also under the crown prince's sect, I think the two should reconcile?"
"I'm fine, just take a look at him." Fan Xian raised his eyebrows.
Xin Qiwu turned around and looked at Guo Baokun's eyes of complaining like a young daughter-in-law, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "It will be untied slowly."
Fan Xian smiled without saying a word, while pouring himself a drink, he looked left and right at the officials passing by.
Following the old figure of Zhuang Mohan walking from outside the hall, Emperor Qing also appeared in his long-lost formal attire, announcing the start of the banquet while everyone bowed down.
Outside the main hall, a thin and haggard old man put a plate of peanuts and a pot of fine wine, and sat on the side of Danbi Stone, inviting the moon with the breeze.
Two words: forceful!
A soldier came from the side, saluted and said, "I wonder if Eunuch Hong has any orders?"
Hong Sixiang looked indifferent, picked up a peanut casually, ejected it with a whoosh sound, and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to go down.
On the other side, a servant walked out from the shadows and bowed, "I'm telling you, Eunuch, it's a night owl."
Hong Sixiang nodded slightly, and continued to drink while listening to the banquet that suddenly quieted down.
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will flow to the sea and never return!"
"Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow!"
Poems that could be passed on through the ages and recorded in the annals of history echoed in the hall, and everyone fell silent for a while, even Hong Sixiang was a little agitated, and he was reluctant to put down the wine glass he raised.
In the deep palace, not far from the Hanguang Hall where the Empress Dowager lives, Yan Xiaoyi is leading a team of guards to patrol back and forth.
Usually, this task is entrusted to Hong Sixiang, but Hong Sixiang was transferred to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest for today's banquet, so Yan Xiaoyi was entrusted with the safety of the Queen Mother.
The imperial palace is very large, and the ritual and music banquet in the front hall did not affect the tranquility of the harem. The maids half-closed their eyes and felt sleepy, but they dared not go to sleep for a while.
The guards were cautious in the outer city, but there was a sense of peace in the inner palace.
At the corner of the wall, next to the rockery, Zhou Ji, who was wearing a new night suit, seemed to be one with the night. His breathing and heartbeat had slowed down to the extreme, moving in harmony with the gentle night wind around him.
Even if someone walked past him, if he didn't deliberately look over there, it would be difficult to find his existence.
Lightly step on the toes, the landing point is lighter than a cat, like a leaf blown by the night wind, quietly drifting through the corridors, palace lanes, cornices, doors and windows, and entered the Queen Mother's bedroom.
Acupoints were tapped from the air, whether it was a young **** or a court lady, they all fell asleep.
In the dim light, Zhou Ji walked along a relatively dark corner to the Empress Dowager's bed, and found a hidden compartment in the middle of the bed with a caress.
There is no jewel or bank note in the secret compartment, only a book, a letter, and a weird key.
"It really is an anti-theft key." Zhou Ji looked at the shape of the key, curled his lips, and stuffed it into his arms casually.
He was not interested in the remaining books and letters, so he put them back without reading them.
It took a lot of time, and I don't know if I can catch up with Fan Xian's feat of manifesting himself in front of others.
Returned the same way, and after a while, he appeared near the Hall of Prayer for Harvests.
In the fifteenth day of early summer, the moon hangs high.
Zhou Ji changed into a bodyguard and took the opportunity of changing guards to come to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
Sweeping his eyes, he saw Hong Sixiang sitting on the side of Danbishi in front of the main hall, drinking by himself. Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and suddenly raised a little vigilance.
This old **** is not the same as Yan Xiaoyi.
Yan Xiaoyi is proficient in archery and relies too much on his hearing and eyesight. He thinks he can detect the sound of a needle being dropped, but he doesn't know that someone who is really good at lightness kung fu can do it.
As long as he can't hear the sound, he won't notice the difference.
This is his self-confidence, but also his Achilles heel.
Thanks to Tie Changkong for the reward of 100 coins, and thanks to Yun Yuanming for the monthly pass.
Many thanks.
(end of this chapter)