Chapter 24 "Secret History of the Palace" [Seeking follow-up reading]

In the Jianghu novels, the final battle of the characters' stories is often held in a dragon city, and in the Chengtian Palace, the deepest and highest point.

It seems that as long as you stand on it, you will have an indescribable romantic spirit, which is enough to highlight the majesty of the protagonist of the story who is above the royal power.

Unfortunately, no one in this dynasty has been able to achieve this feat so far. Even during the most turbulent times of the Guanzhong court, there was always a towering mountain blocking the way to Chengtian Palace.

'A dragon city and ten thousand mountains'

Walking on the long palace road, Wei Mingqi was actually a little worried. After all, what he did this time was a little out of line.

Even though Wan Renshan knew him very well after five years of getting along, Wei Mingqi was not sure whether the other party would support him. After all, it was about the imperial power and the country that the old eunuch valued most.

I hope this trip can be exchanged for a sincere heart.

"Meow."

Suddenly, a familiar cat cry came from the side. Wei Mingqi turned his head and saw a black shadow on the snow.

"jerk?"

Wei Mingqi walked over, leaned over, and touched its chin skillfully: "I didn't find you last time, why did you run so far this time? Do you want to leave the palace too?"

There are many cats in Dragon City, most of which were raised by concubines in the past. However, with the turmoil of the dynasty, many cats lost their owners and wandered around the palace all day long, multiplying and breeding.

'Hanqiu' is Wei Mingqi's lover in this palace. Since black cats are unlucky in folklore, few people in the palace are willing to feed it. It was starving when it was first seen, but after feeding it for three years, it became accustomed to it and it was also discovered that this cat is quite human-like.

"Meow--"

The jerk came up and bit the edge of his robe and tore it.

"Are you hungry? But I have something to do today."

Wei Mingqi looked embarrassed and tried to reason with it: "You know Wanrenshan, right? He is the old eunuch who castrated you. He is mentally twisted. If I don't find him, I will end up like you."

"Meow!"

"What? You can't stand your brother? Then it's rude to talk to him again. Bye!"

Wei Mingqi found an excuse and got up to leave.

"Meow--"

The bastard came up again and bit his heels.

This time Wei Mingqi finally got serious. He looked at the cat carefully. Its fur was shiny and smooth, so it didn't look hungry. Moreover, the cat would never run so far before. Was there something wrong today?
"Meow-"

Seeing him stop, the asshole loosened his mouth after a moment, then took two steps in one direction and turned back to signal him to follow.

'This development is so classic'

Wei Mingqi followed it silently, and when he met a patrolling soldier, he took out the sign given to him by Wanrenshan, and he had a smooth journey.

The further we go, the more remote it becomes.

Not only did the number of palace servants coming and going gradually decrease, but even the vermilion on the walls had faded a lot, and withered winter grass could be vaguely seen in the cracks of the brick walls, making the scene look desolate and cold.

Wei Mingqi no longer wanted to move forward. Although he had never seen the map of the palace, his five years in the palace were not in vain, so he still knew the general area.

For example, the palace in front was formerly called East Garden, where the emperor's concubines lived. Although East Garden had long been empty since a series of changes such as Jingzong's southern tour, especially after the empress ascended the throne, it was still not a place for a foreign official like him to go.

You can read books like "Secret History of the Palace". If you get too obsessed with them, you're a fool. Smart people should know where to stop.

"jerk--"

As they were about to turn the corner, Wei Mingqi just opened his mouth and the black cat that was tiptoeing in front of him shuddered suddenly and then turned around to look at him.

There was a look of betrayal and disbelief in his eyes.

whoosh-

Suddenly, a dark shadow jumped out from the corner and headed straight for Wei Mingqi. The latter saw the masked sneaky man and realized something was wrong. He raised his hand and used the Monkey Moon Technique directly at his jaw.

"hiss!"

When their fists and palms collided, the opponent let out a sound of pain. Wei Mingqi quickly withdrew his hand and looked at his palm, where he saw three tiny green dots spreading rapidly.

"Hmph." The masked ghost snorted coldly and ran away. Wei Mingqi was already suffering from the sequelae of Qimen, and now he was hit by a needle hidden in the fist. In just a few breaths, he felt half of his palm was numb.

It was too late to catch up with the other party at this time. Wei Mingqi forced himself to remain calm. He used his little strength to climb up the red wall and looked around, but there was no human figure in his sight.

Are you going to capsize in the ditch?

Half of his body quickly became numb, and Wei Mingqi had no choice but to turn over and climb down the wall to walk back. However, after only a few steps, he could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground.

"Meow?"

The unlucky black thing came before him.

Wei Mingqi forced a smile and gnashed his teeth as he said, "You, you jerk, you're not going to jerk anyone else when this happens, you're just going to jerk me, right? Can't you f*cking call for help? Go and call for help..."

The sound gradually became fainter.

The black cat called twice tentatively. When it saw Wei Mingqi closed his eyes and no longer responded, it raised its head and looked to the left and right.

Eventually, it chose a familiar place.

In the evening, soft snow fell from the sky.

A group of people sat around a table in the study of a mansion somewhere, and the air was filled with the smell of herbs and burning charcoal.

"Uncle hasn't come out yet?"

Duan Ming, whose upper body was wrapped in bandages, had a gloomy look in his eyes. He looked up at the sky again and stood up uneasily:

"What are the origins of those gangsters who broke into the government office?"

"It's not clear yet..."

A man nearby said carefully, "After Zhao Si and his group of Qinglongshu's people came back, they blocked the official hall and didn't let anyone in. The brothers didn't know what was going on inside, so they didn't dare to force their way in."

Duan Ming slammed the table in anger, "They are rebelling! Find the patrol battalion to attack us! The group of people who rushed to the government office are still inside. Isn't this a ready-made excuse?"

"Zhao Si said they were all brought to justice—"

"Bullshit! Just relying on them? Didn't our people say that there are two or three martial arts masters in there? Could it be that Zhao Si is the martial arts champion?!"

"..."

Duan Ming was furious for a moment but had to calm down. When he heard that someone was rushing into the yamen, he applauded and even sent people to contact the three hubs of Suzaku, Baihu and Xuanwu to tell them not to return for help. However, the subsequent situation developed more and more bizarrely.

No matter whether it was that group of wanderers disappeared after entering, or that Song Chaozhen had not been seen for a long time, Duan Ming always felt that the uneasiness in his heart was growing stronger.

"Commander, just be at ease."

Someone next to him comforted him:
"Commander Song is a martial arts expert, nothing will happen to him. I think Wei Mingqi and that group of martial artists are probably already dead, while Zhao Si and the others were won over by Commander Song, and they might be blocking the news and dealing with the aftermath."

Duan Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Huh? Don't tell me! This is probably the case. When Uncle Song was young, he was a famous governor of Jingxi. Three or two ordinary masters really can't beat Uncle Song."

"Yeah--"

"How capable is Wei Mingqi? Commander Luo and his men are just making a fuss about nothing. They even contacted some underworld forces. In fact, our West Mansion alone is enough to crush him!"

"..."

His fellow brothers who had been forced to retire due to illness all echoed the sentiment. Duan Ming felt mixed emotions and had extremely complicated feelings.

It is easy to kill Wei Mingqi, but how to deal with the aftermath?

Wan Gong is not a weak tiger. Uncle Song will probably end up in trouble if he twists the tiger's whiskers. Does he have any chance here?

clap clap-

Suddenly, there was a burst of soft applause from outside the window.

"Wonderful."

A gentle woman praised in a passionate tone.

(End of this chapter)