Supreme pardon

Chapter 199 The dark tide is surging

"You know, this is not a good time." Shuyi became serious, nodded towards the railing, and looked back at Hongyu with stern and forceful eyes, "Even if we don't know what Wang is planning, we must know what Wang is planning now." It's a critical moment, is it suitable for Minister Hong Yu to disturb the king at this time?"

"But..." Hong Yu pretended to be wronged, "Our [-]th District can't just swallow this loss, right? The south of Daimao Mountain has always been under the jurisdiction of the [-]th District. It’s a lot of money to be robbed just like that, I’m willing, and neither are the brothers below.”

Sighing lightly, leaving with his hand holding the railing, Shuyi took two steps forward and looked directly at Hong Yu, "In fact, you have indeed crossed the line, you let the wolf run to the boundary of the seventeenth district, and the war department in the seventeenth district will carry out Beheading, this is not a problem in itself."

No matter how hard it was to maintain the smile on her face, Hong Yu frowned, and deliberately drawn out her tone, and said in confusion, "Mr. is the common sir of the three king districts, not just the sir of the seventeenth district?"

"It doesn't matter if I'm a gentleman from the [-]th district or not. Minister Hong Yu, don't forget that the king of the [-]th district and the king of the [-]th district are the same person."

"Heh." With a sneer, Hong Yu suddenly took two steps forward to be side by side with Shu Yi, looking sideways at him, "If I don't remember, you think the team from District [-] can go back? But sir, This matter should not be decided by you, right and wrong, the king has the final say, right?"

"I think it's better not to disturb the king during this period of time." Shu Yi's voice was gentle but still strong. Turning around, he looked at the woman with delicate makeup in front of him, deliberately lowered his voice, and said with deep meaning: "Let the king Knowing that when the battle on the front line was the fiercest, the two royal districts under his command in the rear fought a battle, does Minister Hongyu think this is appropriate?"

"I also know that this is not good." He raised his right hand and casually pulled the broken hair on his forehead. Through the gap between his five fingers, Hong Yu stared at the person, and said with a smile: "I just feel that Wang is now Has lost the right to choose the message."

"What do you mean?" All the warmth disappeared, Shuyi's eyes widened, and a fierce aura that had never been seen emanated from him.

However, Hong Yu was not afraid at all, and with graceful steps, she pushed forward a few more steps, leaned over to the ear, and said coldly: "Should the king know whether a piece of news is good or bad, all of this should be done by the king himself." to decide."

Shuyi remained motionless.

Leaving the warm breath, he stood up straight again, his red rain eyes gleamed with water, and he smiled gently towards the hall below, and said lightly: "But sir, you are so smart, why do you need me to talk too much, hee hee."

The killing intent from leaning over just now was gone, Shu Yi stared at the woman holding the pole with both hands, stood in place, frowning without making a sound.

When the tall and calm woman approached him, the intense crystal nucleus energy surged out of her body, and her pupils were filled with a cool and murderous aura.

But now the person turned half sideways, covered his mouth with one hand and chuckled, completely different from just now.

Taking a deep breath, Shuyi stepped away, and lowered his eyes when he stepped over the broken goblet on the ground. The purple liquid and glass shards reflected the huge glass lights above his head, and there was an inappropriate blood-red murderous intent in the laughter of the whole room. .

The coldness from the heart made Shuyi realize something that he had forgotten a long time ago. This is a tomb wrapped in candy. Even though he always wants to change and guide, he should not forget, Wenren Jue this is different from the royal power under the leadership of normal people, and it has never been the same as what he thought.

"Unpleasant...?" With his head down, he stepped down the steps, with a helpless expression on his face, "Could it be a person?" With both feet on the ground, compared to what he heard on the second-floor platform, now He himself really stepped into this dancing space of joy.

The smiles on everyone's brows and eyes reminded him of the coldness of the verbal confrontation just now.

Hong Yu was not happy, but she dared to say these things to herself today, did she really mean it just by herself?

Shuyi Qiqiao thought that nothing would be simple. The contradictions between the [-]th District and the [-]th District are not without. His existence is more of a major decision-making level, or in other words, for ordinary people, it is simply a symbol.

He firmly controls the superstructure, but on the contrary, he is too careless and indifferent to the middle and lower levels.

He never intervened in the daily management of the king's district, no matter good or bad, king regulations, appointment and removal of personnel, these other matters that the king of the king's district must grasp in his hands, but he left them all aside.

Is such a king normal?

of course not.

If it was a normal king, how could he allow a person like himself who didn't really know the basics to have such a great power over him.

But today, the warning issued to him by Hong Yu, or the faction dominated by Hong Yu, was enough for him to wake up.

Among the royal powers, it should be said that in the alliance of the three royal powers dominated by Wen Ren Jue, there are already forces that are dissatisfied with him and even want to get rid of him.

Unlike Hong Yu and Xiang Yang, who really hold great power, manage millions of people, and have contact with all kinds of ministers, all he can have is the favor of Wenren Jue, and the admiration of other high-level officials for his planning ability.

But these are not absolute.

"Sir, what are you thinking?" The young man in black uniform stepped forward, worried about his rare ugly expression.

Shu Yihui looked at him sincerely and shook his head.

How can you say that?

Said that he suddenly realized that he wanted to keep a low profile?Said that he just started to be wary of the seemingly peaceful power competition?Did he learn less about these things when he was in the teacher's school?

It is the strength of Wenren Jue, and the master's consistent indulgence and non-interference that have made his status special for too long...

However, a huge undercurrent was already forming or had already begun to collide fiercely, but he realized it too late, and lost the overall awareness that a qualified counselor should have.

"Ah, bad~" Looking up at the glass lamp turning above his head, Shu Yi didn't say much to the worried eyes beside him.

He was thinking deeply, did Wen Ren Jue really not know all of this, just like himself, he hadn't noticed it yet?

Or is it that all the men are watching in advance, but they are the same as before, grotesquely pampering and not interfering?

"In the end, what are you thinking?" Shuyi kept his head up due to his irritability, and he completely ignored the voices of people around him talking about him.

The chaotic conversation in the hall made him completely uneasy.

Suddenly, a cheerful melody poured out like flowing water, passed through the chaotic voices, and rang clearly in his ears, his upturned head moved, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed.

Those beating notes changed from cheerful to soft, Shuyi listened quietly, and slowly, in the hall, among the crowd gathered in twos and threes, more and more people calmed down and immersed themselves in the music.

"It's a piece I've never heard before..." When he was in the teacher's school, he often listened to the master playing the piano. Although he could play it himself, he was not proficient in it, but he knew a lot about the existing pieces on the earth. Now this piece, he Make sure you've never heard of it.

Slowly, the eyes looking up at the multicolored glass lights gradually blurred, Shuyi slowly closed his eyes, letting the rare and exquisite music take away all the irritability and worries that had suddenly arisen before him.

As the melody paved the way, the voices in the hall seemed to be gradually moving away from him. With his eyes closed, he seemed to feel the soft moonlight shining on his body, and the warm and calm power like the winter sun caressing his heart. The mysterious power and the purity of the musician made him look at the position of the piano in the hall with a little curiosity after clearing up his mood.

The servant following Bai Tan had no hands, no feet, and could hardly stand.

After more and more people turned their heads to follow his family, he was stunned.

Obviously the master above said it well before coming here, keep a low profile tonight.

They were standing quietly in the corner just now, but after the musician who played the piano left temporarily for something, the master in front of him suddenly said, "Hey, my hands are a little itchy."

When he was in Interstellar, Bai Tan was forced by family pressure to learn all kinds of musical instruments, not only to learn, but also to be proficient in everything. He cried more than once when he was a child, but he never hated the piano since the first time he touched it. Pass.

After coming to Earth, he has never seen a piano.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard the sound of the piano. The level of the musicians who played earlier was not bad, at best, in his eyes.

I haven't touched it for a long time, and I feel a little itchy.

Originally, he only wanted to play a short song, but since he was a child, he liked to play the piano to relieve the boredom in his heart. His hands were jumping freely on the black and white keys. The kind of joy made him completely immersed in it.

Slowly, one after another.

In the end, he simply closed his eyes, played whatever he thought of, and forgot where he was for a moment. When he smiled at the corner of his mouth, he even thought he was still at home in a trance.

"It's him." Shuyi murmured to himself and whispered.

Where the line of sight converged, the musician who was supposed to be playing the piano in a tuxedo was gone, and sitting on it was a handsome young man who was closing his eyes, ignoring everyone in the hall, playing solo in his own world.

Like Shuyi, there are quite a few people who have observed and noticed that the performers are extraordinary.

Although there were still many people in the hall who continued to talk, they didn't notice the difference in the music at all, and some people were not attracted by the music, but only focused on Bai Tan's outstanding appearance.

Those who can appear in the lobby of this restaurant tonight are dignitaries from various districts, the real upper class figures. Many of the people who pay attention to Bai Tan are the actual controllers of the family. After learning that the person was not the original musician, he should be a guest at the dinner party just like them, his eyes narrowed a lot.

There are also some young people whose eyes are still hot and even lingering on Bai Tan presumptuously. Many of these people are playboys brought out by the adults in their families to see the world and increase their interpersonal relationships. A few days ago, the elders in the family gave thousands of instructions, as long as they didn't get started at this time, they didn't care about anything.

"who is this?"

"Look at his hands, they are beautiful."

"It's just beautiful hands, look at his waist and butt." The voice was very obscene.

"His face is also very beautiful, tsk, look at his demeanor, I really want to just press someone on the piano..." The voice stopped strangely, but it became more and more imaginative.

In many places where the crowd gathered, there were such soft discussions, but no one dared to go up to the stage to interrupt the playing and find someone to talk to.

If it was another place, a group of men who are not afraid of anything, who are not afraid of playing with power in the palm of their hands, would have torn people to pieces.

Because of that purity, which is not obvious in human beings, but it is enough for all human beings to notice through the notes under the fingers.

"It's really similar to Yunmu's. It's so hard to see." On a platform protruding from the second floor, there is a round glass table next to the railing. Through the hollow iron railing, Yan Zhen's middle finger On the rim of the red wine glass, he turned his head to look at the piano in the hall.

The boy still had his eyes closed, completely immersed in his own world.

"It's different." The melodious voice sounded.

Looking back at the man sitting across from him in surprise, Yan Zhen asked, "What's different?"

He didn't feel what the man said, but was surprised that the man spoke.

Dao Ge has always been silent, and it is rare for him to pick up his own words.

His eyes were also on the young man playing the piano on the first floor, and Dao Ge calmly said: "Yun Mu is more cowardly, naive, timid and quiet, and he..." After a pause, Dao Ge stood up and looked down at everyone downstairs. People, hesitantly said: "Clean, it seems that there is no other color." He can't tell much about it. He is a killer. He often sees the essence of people thoroughly, but he doesn't think much, "It feels like it's not our world. people."

"Tch!" There was a disdainful ridicule coming from the darkness, Yan Zhen looked over coldly for a moment, Dao Ge half turned around, occasionally there was a light on the platform, most of the time it was dim, but this light was enough for them to see clearly The blue bank that came out of the darkness with a leisurely pace.

Leaning at the knife, Lan An didn't mind the two guards against him at all, walked carelessly to sit down opposite Yan Zhen, propped his chin with one hand and turned his neck to see the boy who had stood up and bowed to the audience.

Frivolously said: "Just say that one is Xiaojiabiyu, and the other is a lady from a great family. However, garbage people, in the final analysis, are not people from the same world. This kind of statement is also okay."

"How long have you been here?" Yan Zhen asked with a sullen face.

"Eh~ so serious?" Lan An raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender, shrugged his shoulders, coughed and sighed, "You guys looked too seriously before, didn't you notice I'm coming."

Yan Zhen didn't start, too lazy to find out the truth of what he said.

Reaching out for the wine bottle next to Yan Zhen's hand, Lan An poured a glass on his own, with a smile on his lips.

Seeing that Lan An sat down and did not leave, Dao Ge stood back behind Yan Zhen, there was a difference between superiority and inferiority, the middle class of the royal power has always been distinct, Yan Zhen and Lan An are both ministers, so naturally they can sit together at will, he is Yan Zhen's deputy, At this time, they are not qualified to sit at the same table.

"Ah! I said." The tone became colder, and Lan An smiled and gestured to the young man who was stepping off the stage. The meaning was unclear: "Fortunately, he is a man, right?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Zhen turned his head, his eyes were dark.

"If it's a woman, it would be troublesome to give birth to the young master, right?" Yan Zhen couldn't relax at the smiling voice.

Fiery flames suddenly burst out from the five fingers resting on the edge of the cup, Yan Zhen stared fiercely at the man opposite, and said in a heavy voice, "Lan An, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry." Looking at Yan Zhen's burning right hand, Lan An hurriedly got up to avoid the sputtering sparks, "Don't get me wrong!"

The shaking of his head made Yan Zhen squint his eyes, but he still extinguished the flame in his hand first.

His eyes were deep, as if he was ready to listen to an explanation.

Lan An sat down again, wiped his forehead exaggeratedly repeatedly without any cold sweat, saw that Yanzhen took a deep breath impatiently and was about to burn again, and said eagerly, "I believe in everything for the young master." Everyone is looking forward to it, and so am I, but ah, you should also know that letting a garbage man give birth to our little young master, this thing is somewhat not wonderful."

Yan Zhen was silent for a while, and then said suddenly: "Lan An, I don't care what you are thinking, what the people behind you, or everyone else is thinking, our thoughts are not important, what is important is what the Lord thinks , don’t let me find out that you have done anything against the will of the Lord, otherwise, no matter what your original intention is, I will definitely not let you go.” The wine glass was crushed in the palm of my hand, and finally I stared at the man who was leaning back, Yan Zhen turned around and strode away.

Lights swept across the platform again, and then darkness descended again. After Yan Zhen and Dao Ge left, the small space fell into dead silence.

Lan An tilted her head and looked downstairs, curling her hair with her right hand. After a long while, she suddenly asked, "Did you hear that? Beautiful girl."

"Hehe." Holding up her skirt, Hong Yu walked out of the darkness with a cold face, and did not sit down when she reached the opposite side of Lan An. She glanced at Lan An's naturally curly hair and said regretfully, "It seems that what Minister Yan told you is completely , not interested at all."

"Oh? What about you?" Lan An didn't care.

"Only this, we can cooperate." With a smile, Hong Yu stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, "Although they are both outcasts, the garbage man was once an interstellar human after all, how can such a lowly bloodline Inheriting our royal power, we must prevent it early."

"Ah, what you said is that we are human beings too." Obviously he didn't care, although he put on an angry expression, Lan An's eyes were full of smiles.

"Minister Lan's memory is really bad." Hong Yu stepped on high heels and left the platform dissatisfied. We are no longer human beings, my lord said that the severe pain makes us abandon the past and remember the new race and identity, we are descendants of gods, and we are no longer human beings.”

"After all, it is impossible for human beings to master such power." The person who turned around suddenly stopped, and a purple mist diffused from her body, and it shrank back in just a moment, flicking the ponytail, Hong Yu briskly Disappeared in the sight of the blue bank.

The tense body immediately relaxed, and Lan An rebuked and cursed unwillingly, "This bitch, put poison everywhere!"

"Minister." The space in the corner of the platform was distorted for a moment, and a man in a black cloak appeared out of thin air, lowering his head, "The time is almost up, you should go downstairs."

"En." Responding, Lan An walked past the man, "Be careful to hide yourself, I don't want your existence to be known by too many people."

"Yes."

The torso is straight, the abdomen is drawn, the chest is raised, the waist is erected, the lips are slightly closed, the eyes are looking straight, Bai Tan's hands are hanging by the side, the fingers are naturally bent, and after regaining consciousness, he hurriedly stands up, bows to everyone in the hall, and hurriedly Leaving the piano, trying to blend into the crowd.

Momentarily frightened, too much.

With an ugly expression on his face, Bai Tan realized something was wrong, he sighed and searched for corners.

There is no protruding platform on the third floor of the hotel, Wen Renjue leaned his back against the wall by the window, turned his head to look at the hall downstairs, Bai Tan suddenly realized the panic of the crowd, and he silently shook his head.

Only one bedside lamp was turned on in the room, the light was dim, and a red eye the size of a fist was floating in the center. Wei Duan rarely praised: "Although I don't know much about human musical instruments, they sound very good."

With the eye of heaven, it is not difficult to transmit the piano sound synchronously.

And with the eyesight of Wen Ren Jue, it is not a problem to see the white sandalwood clearly.

Standing straight with crossed legs, he left from the window and walked towards the sofa in the room. Wen Renjue said coldly: "In this kind of occasion, will you still unconsciously show the deep-seated appearance and demeanor, the prison bird whose feet don't touch the ground... "

Sighing, he sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it in the dark.

"Aren't you worried that his actions will ruin your plan for tonight? What if he is seen as a bait? Will you give him the key because of the plan?" Wei Duan asked curiously.

"No." Breathing out the smoke ring, Wen Renjue leaned against the back of the sofa, crossed his legs and put it on the table.

Look relaxed.

"But if you want to keep him, your plan will be ruined?" Wei Duan obviously already knew what Wen Ren Jue was going to do.

After flicking the cigarette ash, Wen Renjue said indifferently: "It's okay, if you really want to do that, just ruin his face."

Wei Duan laughed, and said lightly: "He should pray that the target doesn't fall in love with him, you little brat who acts presumptuously."

The author has something to say: Even under Wen Ren Jue, there will be different forces, different ideas, and even struggles. It is unrealistic to unite as one at any time because of Wen Da's aggressive aura. (In the future, there will be such a charismatic and faithful king who unites people's hearts. This setting does not rule out ==!)