The water reached his face and soaked his front, which also alarmed Yu Qin.

Yan Yunhe raised his face from the vat. His face was washed clean, but his whole body was soaked.

His forehead hair was wet in strands and drooped at the corner of his eyebrows, looking more like a wet puppy on a rainy day.

Fortunately, the stalled heartbeat seemed to be shocked by the owner's sudden "calmness". It slowed down a lot and was beating peacefully in the chest.

Yan Yunhe turned around and looked at Yu Qin. Sure enough, his heartbeat was no longer as fast as before, but Yu Qin looked at him with eyes that looked at things he couldn't understand.

Then Yu Qin grabbed the chopsticks that fell on the table and put them away. He pondered for a while and then said, "Remember to change the water in the jar later."

He did not ask Yan Yun why he suddenly went crazy. Maybe in Yu Qin's opinion, Yan Yunhe is the kind of person who often does amazing things.

Yu Qin wiped the end of his eyes with a handkerchief, probably because he was short-tongued. This time he did not show a cold face to Yan Yunhe's teasing, but just wiped it repeatedly until there was no residue left.

Yan Yunhe took a closer look and felt that it would be better not to wipe it. He didn't know what the handkerchief was made of, and the ends of Yu Qin's eyes turned red after just a few strokes.

The side of his face suddenly looked over, as if he had been crying. Will Yu Qin cry too? He looks so ruthless and tearless.

Yan Yunhe held his chin and stared at Yu Qin as he finished the side dishes in the noodles and took another sip of the soup: "It tastes good, it's my specialty."

Yu Qin nodded and said: "Not bad."

Finally, the vat was Yan Yunhe's dirty water was settled with silver. He called several servants from Donglin Academy to fill a new tank of water, then heated the dirty tank and sent it to Yanyun He's room for him to wash up at night.

On the way back, the night wind was a bit chilly, and most of Yan Yunhe's hair was wet. He impatiently took off his crown and rubbed the clumps of hair with his fingertips.

Holding the lantern given by the steward, the warm candlelight illuminated the banquet in the dark night. Yun He's thick eyelashes covered his pale eyes, and his brows connected to the bridge of his nose. There was an indescribable charm, and he did not look like a Han Chinese.

But it can also be seen from this that Mrs. Yan, who is so loved by Marquis Yong'an, must be extremely beautiful when she is young.

Turning his eyes, he realized that Yu Qin was looking at him, and Yan Yun was not happy, so he deliberately asked: "Good-looking?"

Good-looking is not considered good-looking, but just a bit silly. Although Yu Qin said nothing, his eyes said everything.

Yan Yunhe snorted lightly, without thinking about it, reached into his arms and took out the jade pendant, and handed it to Yu Qin along with the box of rouge: "Send it to you."

Yu Qin stopped, and his dormitory was not far away. Here, Yan Yunhe is rich and powerful, but they live in different places.

Why didn't Yan Yun sense Yu Qin's intention to pick it up? He couldn't help but wonder: "Take it, don't you think it's a joke again?" There

happened to be a column where Yu Qin stayed, and the moonlight fell lightly. His half body and the lantern in his hand failed to illuminate his expression: "Yan Yunhe."

This was the first time he formally called Yan Yunhe's name, which made Yan Yunhe nervous.

"This is a truce."

Yan Yunhe was stunned for a moment, then his body trembled, and soon he couldn't help laughing: "It's not easy to get you to say truce."

In fact, it was easy, just a bowl of noodles.

Yu Qin did not laugh along with him, but added the next sentence slowly: "That's it." The two sentences before and after seemed to have the same meaning, but in fact they were different.

The truce here means that Yan Yun has offended Yu Qin and does not care about it anymore.

So far, it means that the relationship between the two will not go any further. They are just classmates who are not familiar with each other, so naturally they will not accept this birthday gift.

Yu Qin handed the lantern in his hand to Yan Yunhe: "Expose yourself more deeply, be careful on the road."

Yan Yunhe took the lantern, and the warmth of another person was still on the handle. Unfortunately, that person had a cold temperament. It's not that warm yet.

The little time spent in the kitchen was like a mirror in the mirror.

The Yu Qin of ten years ago was already so inaccessible, let alone the Yu Qin of ten years later.

...

Yan Yunhe waited outside the city gate all night. His face was shabby, and there were even crumbs of cake on his beard. He was extremely slovenly.

Just looking at his appearance, he is far away from Yu Qin, who is dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a gold mask.

He didn't know how long Yu Qin watched him, but it probably wasn't long, because the other party quickly rode on his horse, passed through the bustling crowd, and entered Kyoto under the respectful welcome of the soldiers at the city gate.

Chen Qing came close to him and whispered: "Brother, he has been looking at you for a long time."

"It's okay. Don't feel guilty, but you will mess up your position." Yan Yunhe said.

Yu Qin must have doubts, but how could a person who was "dead" by Yu Qin himself turn into a barbarian and appear in the capital.

Yan Yunhe thought about the brief contact between him and Yu Qin from last night to this morning, and made sure that he had not exposed the secret.

If Yu Qin could actually recognize himself in this short encounter, then this person either has a crush on him or hates him to the core.

The former is absolutely impossible, and the latter is not possible either.

He and Yu Qin were not close friends in those years. Later, something happened to Yu Qin and he couldn't help. But in that case, no one could save the Yu family, let alone a mere banquet. Yu Qin wouldn't Hate him for that.

Even if he was killed later, it was only on the orders of the Queen Mother.

The more I thought about it, the more my heart grew colder. What was uncovered on the cliff was Yan Yunhe's secret, his shady thoughts.

When did Yu Qin find out about it? Was it from the beginning or only recently? What did the other party think of him?

It's useless to think too much. In the end, Yu Qin pushed him off the cliff without any mercy.

No matter how Yu Qin felt about him, it was not what Yan Yunhe expected.

After entering the city, Yan Yunhe took Chen Qing to a snack shop at the junction of Sifang Intersection in the Imperial City.

As the emperor's eyes and ears, the most mysterious institution in the Jin Dynasty, the joint is actually a dim sum shop, which is too down-to-earth. Yan Yunhe also felt this way when he first received help from the Imperial City Division.

Emperor Cheng Jing's original purpose in founding the Imperial City Division was to integrate it into the common people and make it omnipresent and omnipotent.

There were already royal guards in the palace, so in order to avoid their sharp edges, the Imperial City Secretary had to find another way out.

Facts have proved that Emperor Cheng Jing's approach was very effective.

Compared with the growing and bloated Jinyiwei, the Imperial City Division buried deep among the people can sometimes achieve unexpected results.

Yan Yunhe asked Chen Qing to stay with the shopkeeper while he walked in alone.

The pastry shop looks very small, but actually you walk around the counter and go back. There is a stone door in the kitchen. Open it and go down. After walking down the stairs and walking through a long and narrow dark passage, it suddenly becomes clear.

The place was illuminated brightly by night pearls. Imperial City's marriage officers in uniforms were walking back and forth. There were Chinese medicine cabinets that Yin Niang had seen everywhere. The marriage officers took out messages from them and put in new contents.

Finally, the imperial city's Sitiju officials compiled the important information into a book and presented it to Emperor Cheng Jing.

The promotion officer was an old acquaintance of Yan Yunhe. The Imperial City Division was too mysterious. If it hadn't been for Emperor Cheng Jing's instruction, Yan Yun would never have had the chance to meet the promotion officer, and naturally he would not have known his identity.

He came early, and the official was discussing matters at the moment. When he saw Yan Yunhe's face, his voice did not pause, as if he was not surprised at all why a barbarian would appear in such a secret place.

Yan Yunhe took off his mask and gave the Tijuan a wry smile: "I knew you must have received the news."

After the Tijuan ordered his subordinates to do what they wanted to do, he waved his hand and asked people to leave.

When there were only two people left in the room, the promotion officer said: "I did hear that you and Mr. Yu met by chance at the inn last night, and met on the narrow road at the city gate this morning. It's a pity that I was not there and did not catch the good show."

Yan Yun couldn't help but smile and said: "Fang Zhizhou, even if you weren't here, you still watched the show."

Fang Zhizhou leaned on the chair, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, wearing the official uniform compiled by the Hanlin Academy I haven't taken it off yet, so I came here right away.

Among them, Fang Zhizhou was a serious civil servant and entered the officialdom smoothly. He first entered the Hanlin Academy and started working in classics, slowly gained qualifications, and then steadily climbed up the ranks.

This is indeed consistent with what Yan Yunhe knows about Fang Zhizhou. He believes that given time, Fang Zhizhou will definitely be the one with the highest official status among them.

But he never expected that Fang Zhizhou would secretly take over the Imperial City Division and become His Majesty's confidant.

It seems that after he left the capital for many years, Zhizhou also had other opportunities.

When the Imperial City Division was first established, it was still a hot potato. Fang Zhizhou was only twenty-three at that time, yet he dared to continue and rapidly grow the Imperial City Division in just five years.

After he learned who was in charge of the Imperial City Division, he felt lucky that Fang Zhizhou was one of his own.

It had to be said that Emperor Cheng Jing looked at people with such vicious eyes that even Yan Yunhe, who had known Fang Zhizhou for many years, didn't know that this person had such potential.

Fang Zhizhou put down the folding fan and explained that the joking was over and it was time to get down to business: "The message you sent two days ago has been shown to His Majesty. Why do you suspect that the person behind the purchase of gunpowder will take action on the day of the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Yan

Yunhe said: "This is just my guess. Do you remember that the sacrificial tower was struck by lightning last year?"

"How could you not remember? Empress Dowager Jiang used this incident to severely dampen His Majesty's spirit and even ordered him to do so." Your Majesty wears plain clothes and avoids the main hall to discuss matters."

Yan Yunhe nodded and said: "The construction of the Sky Tower should be under the management of the Ministry of Industry. If Zhao Xiang just smuggled the wrong amount of gunpowder, it is not enough to prove anything." Fang

Zhizhou had already been prepared. He had asked Zhao Xiang to His whole life was compiled into a book and kept on the table.

Yan Yunhe didn't need to read it: "I have already seen these things when I was investigating the Zhao Xiang case. Zhao Xiang did not participate in the repair of the sacrificial tower."

Fang Zhizhou said thoughtfully: "Although Zhao Xiang did not participate, this After all, it is an important matter of the Ministry of Industry. He cannot be completely unaware of it. "

So I am thinking that the incident where the sacrificial tower was struck by lightning last year may not have been an accident," Yan Yunhe said.

Fang Zhizhou immediately understood what Yan Yunhe meant. It was still unknown whether the sacrificial tower was split open or exploded under the arrangement of a caring person.

After all, in seasons with frequent thunderstorms, some palaces often suffer from lightning damage.

"If it is true as you said, someone deliberately blew up the tower, then if someone discovers something is wrong and the house collapse was not caused by lightning, wouldn't it be exposed in advance?" Fang Zhizhou found the construction plan of the sacrificial tower and laid it out on the table. .

Yan Yunhe followed the laid out architectural plans and pointed at the location of the sacrificial tower: "Indeed, unless the Ministry of Works has their people."

Turning man-made disasters into natural disasters is not easy, but it is not that difficult.

If you find the right time to blow up the sky tower, and then find a way to bribe the officials who are investigating whether there is lightning damage, you can hide it from the enemy.

Fang Zhizhou's face darkened and he looked at the construction plan: "If this is true, then they are very likely to hide gunpowder in it during the repair process."

Before Yan Yunhe could speak, Fang Zhizhou rejected the idea himself: "Even if the Ministry of Industry has their people, it is still too difficult to hide gunpowder in the built sacrificial tower. There are many people at the repair site, so it is impossible to guarantee everything."

Yan Yunhe agreed: "No matter when they start, as long as Everything is not over until the person behind the scenes is caught."

Fang Zhizhou sighed softly: "Zhao Xiang is also a talent, he can find something wrong from so many clues, and he can also change the gunpowder into a gun before he is killed. Let's pay attention."

Yan Yunhe sighed: "Although people are greedy, they are still loyal."

Zhao Xiang only needs to destroy the evidence and not investigate the whereabouts of the gunpowder to cover up his business. Being a confused official might save his life.

Obviously, Zhao Xiang did not choose to do this.

Fang Zhizhou stood up: "I have found traces of Zhao Xiang's outer room, but the person Chen Qing said who asked him to transport gunpowder in the name of the Tsing Yi Gang has not been found yet."

Yan Yunhe sent the building plans to Fang Zhizhou pushed: "The sacrificial ceremony will be held soon, and His Majesty's safety is the most important."

Fang Zhizhou: "Understood, then Zhao Xiang will leave it to you."

Yan Yunhe pulled off the human skin mask Throwing it to the side: "Well, let's change your skin before that."

Fang Zhizhou joked: "What's the matter, being a barbarian suits you quite well."

"Too ugly." Yan Yunhe said seriously: "Not suitable You are Mr. Yan of Yushu Linfeng."

Fang Zhizhou touched his chin: "Is it because Mr. Yu thinks you are too ugly?"

Yan Yunhe's mouth twitched: "I think Mr. Yu likes you so much. He cares about you so much. I didn’t know how many times to look at it.”

Fang Zhizhou laughed and said, “I have a man here who is proficient in the art of disguise. I will ask him to disguise you and make you look handsome again.”

…

Chen Qing and the dim sum shop. The shopkeeper chatted, the shopkeeper said little, and most of the time it was Chen Qing who did the talking.

The shopkeeper probably thought he was too noisy, so he handed him a box of snacks. Unexpectedly, the food couldn't stop Chen Qing's mouth. He actually talked while eating, and the snack crumbs sprayed everywhere.

Before the shopkeeper could dislike him, the curtain leading to the kitchen was opened, and a young man who looked to be in his teens walked out with a sullen face.

The young man looked no older than sixteen, and his face was particularly childish, but his light-colored eyes were too familiar.

Chen Qing was stunned and looked at the young man. The young man walked directly in front of him and opened his mouth with the voice that Chen Qing recognized: "Let's go."

"Yan...Yan Master?" Chen Qing said in disbelief.

All the bones in Yan Yunhe's body ached, and he was impatient: "What's wrong?"

Chen Qing stood up and said, "Why have you become smaller?"

Not only did he become shorter, but his whole body shrank.

Yan Yunhe thought about the process of shrinking just now, and his face became more gloomy: "A kind of bone shrinking technique."

It was too painful. Although Yan Yunhe had been studying martial arts for many years, under the technique of the disguise master, I still feel the pain and want to live.

Chen Qing clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "Sir, even if you walked in front of Master Yu in person like this, he would never recognize you."

Of course Yan Yunhe knew that, if not for this, he would have rushed to Fang Zhizhou and started a fight with him. I always felt that Fang Zhizhou deliberately let the disguise master choose such a torture method.

He originally thought that Zhao Xiang's concubine, Liang Yin'er from Wanhua House, had fled the capital long ago, but he didn't expect that she had been hiding in the city.

Liang Yin'er lived on Temple Street in Zhengdongfang, which was located in Jinyiwei on the map of Kyoto. Directly below, only three fingers away.

The three fingers on the map are also a certain distance apart in reality.

It was probably the most dangerous place and the safest, but the darkness under the lamp made people unable to find her.

Or maybe Zhao Xiang is dead and it seems like the matter is over. By a strange combination of circumstances, Liang Yin'er survived.

When Yan Yunhe arrived at Temple Street, the street was quite lively.

The sacrificial ceremony is coming soon, and Temple Street is dedicated to worshiping gods and Buddhas. There are many street vendors selling incense, candles, lamp oil, and wine vendors.

Yan Yunhe led Chen Qing, whose face had changed again, through the crowd.

It looked like a young master from an unknown family ran out with his servants. Many vendors on the road shouted at Yan Yunhe, hoping that he would stay and buy something.

Yan Yunhe wanted to buy it, but unfortunately he was busy with business.

When I found Liang Yin, this woman from Wanhualou was sitting in the yard washing her clothes.

She no longer looked as beautiful as when she was in the brothel, and she looked very haggard. When she saw Yan Yun, she stood up in panic, turned around and wanted to run away.

There was no need for Yan Yun to say anything, Chen Qing stepped forward to catch the person.

She thought she was just a weak woman and should take it easy no matter what, but Yan Yunhe came behind Chen Qing in the next second, lifted the big man up, pulled him behind him, and blocked Liang Yin'er's wrist with one hand.

There was a hairpin hidden in Liang Yin'er's hand. There was a faint blue light on the hairpin, and when she looked at it, she could see the poison that sealed her throat with blood.

"Miss Liang, don't be afraid, we are the people arranged by Mr. Zhao to protect you." Yan Yunhe said gently.

Liang Yin'er looked at them warily and backed away step by step. She was not moved by his words: "Master Zhao, I don't know you!"

Yan Yunhe patted Chen Qing on the shoulder and asked him to guard outside the courtyard gate. .

After Chen Qing left, Yan Yunhe took out the token from the Imperial City Division: "Do you recognize this, girl?"

Liang Yin'er stared at the token in Yan Yunhe's hand closely, and then let go of the hairpin in her hand after a long while. The hairpin fell to the ground with a loud bang, but Yan Yun had made the right bet.

Zhao Xiang's back-up plan is hidden in this woman.

Liang Yin'er's eyes were red. This weak woman fled alone. She was worried for how many days and was ready to die.

Now, the person she was waiting for finally arrived.

Yan Yunhe handed over the token. Liang Yin'er looked at the Imperial City Division's token in his hand carefully and nodded to Yan Yunhe: "Sir, please follow me."

Chen Qing waited outside the door for a short time. With excellent eyesight, he saw a group of men wearing purple robes and carrying long swords riding horses from a distance.

It's Jin Yiwei!

Chen Qing immediately turned around and was admitted to the hospital. At this moment, Yanyun He was persuading Liang Yiner to leave with him.

Liang Yiner didn't want to. She held the door and smiled, with tears in her eyes: "If Zhao Lang hadn't entrusted me with the matter, I should have left with him. Now that the matter is over, I have nothing to worry about anymore."

Chen Qing He strode forward and said, "Sir, the Jinyi Guards are here."

Yan Yunhe's eyes sharpened and he looked at Liang Yin'er again.

Liang Yin'er put her hands on her waist and saluted Yan Yunhe: "My lord, don't worry, I will never reveal any information."

She had already been determined to die.

Before he could get up, Liang Yin'er felt a pain in his neck and fainted.

Yan Yunhe grabbed her arm and pushed her into Chen Qing's arms without any mercy: "Take her back to the snack shop."

As a married man, Chen Qing held Liang Yin'er like a hot potato.

However, seeing Yan Yun's harsh words, he didn't dare to delay. He lifted the woman on his shoulders and left through the back door like moving goods.

Yan Yun He Fei lay down on the eaves, praying that the Jin Yiwei who came this time was just a useless one among the group.

But the door was kicked open, and the person who led the way in was Yu Qin, who was wearing a gold mask.

Ling Yanyunhe not only doubted that he had not injured Yu Qin a few days ago, otherwise how could this man be so energetic and still be able to check around even though he was seriously injured.

Wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of work to the people below? Do you have to take action yourself?

Yan Yunhe cursed in his heart, he stood up and performed Qing Kung Fu, but the movement still attracted attention.

He only heard a commotion behind him, and the sound of swords being drawn kept coming, and soon someone followed him, lingering.

Relying on his familiarity with the terrain of Kyoto, Yan Yunhe walked through the streets and alleys. After a while, he saw a window open and jumped in.

Someone inside exclaimed, Yan Yunhe took a closer look, and saw that it was a man wearing only gauze clothes, with red lips and white teeth, a delicate body and a soft body?

Where has he arrived?

I seemed to have passed Wanhualou just now. The last store on Wanhualou street seemed to be... Nanfeng Pavilion? !

Yan Yunhe's face turned slightly green, but he had no time to escape and choose another hiding place.

He closed the window with his backhand, stepped forward and touched the man's mute point, then roughly pushed the man onto the bed and covered him with a quilt.

The most important thing now is that the fact that he is Yan Yunhe cannot be exposed. Yu Qin has fought with him. If he takes action, his identity may be discovered.

He couldn't really be captured by the Jin Yiwei. He still had something Liang Yin'er gave him hidden on his body.

Really caught in a dilemma, Yan Yunhe gritted his teeth and looked at the man on the bed.

The other party trembled and looked back at Yan Yunhe with a trembling look. He felt that this young master was full of evil spirits. He was not going to die on the spot.

Downstairs of Nanfeng Pavilion.

Qianhu Jiangsong cupped his fists and said to Yu Qin: "Sir, the thief may be hiding here, but my subordinates just learned that Yuan Ruxin is also here."

Yu Qin looked at the signboard of Nanfeng Pavilion: "Yuan Pavilion "The grandson of the old man?"

Jiang Song bowed his head and said, "That's right."

The grandson of the old man Yuan Ge likes to be masculine and often stays at Nanfeng Pavilion.

Once the Jin Yiwei conducts a massive search, Yuan Ruxin will definitely not be able to escape. It's okay for Yuan Ruxin to be embarrassed, but this is a slap in the face of Mr. Yuan Ge.

Yu Qin pondered for a while: "Go and call the steward of Nanfeng Pavilion."

...

Yan Yunhe leaned on the bed. Soon there were footsteps outside the room, and a flattering voice said: "Sir, we are the ones in this room. Lou just came in, and his temper has not yet been tempered..."

Another rough voice said: "Stop talking nonsense, open the door quickly."

The door was pushed open, and Yu Qin passed the steward and walked in. .

According to Jiang Song, the person who escaped from Liang Yiner's yard entered this house.

There was a sweet fragrance in the house, and several layers of gauze hanging from the roof were fluttering in the wind.

Yu Qin stretched out his hand to lift the layers of gauze curtains and saw a person lying on the bed.

The man wore half a fox mask on his face, and his body was wrapped in red gauze. He looked like a teenager, with his body bones not yet fully developed.

The black curly hair is hanging down, and the chin exposed under the mask can be seen as somewhat heroic, but because of his immaturity, this kitsch outfit does not seem so strange.

Yu Qin took a few steps forward, and the light in the room changed from dark to bright. He suddenly stopped, turned his face, and said to his subordinates: "You guys, get out."

Jiang Song glanced at Yu Qin in surprise, but still followed the order and retreated. Down.

The steward rubbed his hands in surprise. He had no idea that the commander of the Jinyiwei would also have such interest. It would be a good thing for their Nanfeng Pavilion to get the protection of the Jinyiwei.

Jiang Song glanced at the steward with some disgust, then looked at the room, muttering in his heart.

No way, Master Yu turns out to be a seductress?

Or do you like this young age?