Terra Nova, Kyoto.

As night falls, in a short house in the civilian area, the blind man is anxiously waiting for his mother-in-law to return home from work.

She hadn't been back for a day and a night, and that definitely hadn't happened in the past.

Could it be that the Ninth Princess has encountered something on her end?

Rustling footsteps stopped unexpectedly at the door.

The blind man's sense of hearing is much more sensitive than normal people, his eyebrows slightly gathered, and without moving, he got up and lightly rubbed his steps to the wooden cabinet, and touched a sharp dagger from the top of the cabinet and quietly hid it in the sleeve of his coat.

The door of the room opened, and by the sound of the footsteps coming in there should be two of them.

"You're Suigo Show's man, aren't you?"

The one who asked the question in Terra Nova was a young man.

The blind man turned his head sideways, carefully recognizing the source of the voice, and slowly replied.

"I'm sorry, you have the wrong person."

"We are sent by the Ninth Princess, right now the Princess is assisting His Majesty the Emperor to accomplish a great thing in the Fuchia Palace, and we need your help ......."

......

Early in the morning, Kyoto's main neighborhoods were cold and quiet.

The large-scale parade festival to commemorate the Emperor's fifteenth year was called off yesterday by notices from the various government offices.

The neon lanterns that had hung on both sides of the block a few days earlier were all taken down, making the already plain and deserted streets look even more desolate.

Compared to the coldness of the market, there was also a hint of treacherous tension surging beneath the overall silent surface of the Abyssinian Palace.

"Asshole, Kamakawa the fool actually lost to pirates and the Puck Army-"

Ever since he received the war report from the Eastern Front yesterday, Wamochi has been chattering and cursing until now.

It was also his idea to cancel the parade celebration in Kyoto.

Yue Xilou accompanied by the side, see the situation to promote narrowed the sharp fox eyes, smiled coldly: .

"Legend has it that the Da Yi Park Army, which was known to be one against a hundred, was taken in by Huanan He back in the day, and then Emperor Ren Xian, fearful of the fighting prowess of the Tujia, went into Yunnan and Gui with a heavy armament and routed them, and the female leader, Park Mucha, perished in that purging. Now it seems that the person who is leading that army right now is her son, Park Huan."

Wamochi's eyes were cold and ferocious, and he tapped his round and fat head, saying in a resigned voice.

"God is really biased in favor of Da Yi, recently the East China Sea fog is frequent, Judean sailors once returned to have encountered pirate attacks at sea.

So it's that woman Ji Yaoguang again, she even gathered all the pirates in the eastern and southern seas to fight against my Ying army, and even brought 10,000 wild troops for that white-haired ghost of Hua Nan He!"

Yue Xilou sidled up to the furious man and smiled wryly.

"Why should General be impatient? In any case, the nine princesses in our hands. Not to mention a Kunhuang Island, you want a random piece of land in Dayi, but it's just writing a letter with your hands."

Kazuma stares and ponders for a moment.

"Well, the Empress Dowager loves the Ninth Princess's cooking skills, and insisted that she teach her craft to the King personally, so let her rest for a few days, and I'll send someone to send a letter to the Emperor of Dayi first."

Yue Xilou suddenly thought of something, a cold aura flashed in his eyes and lowered his voice once: .

"Do you really not intend to assist Prince Tuo to the throne? How much can a man who spends his days only revolving around the stove be able to accomplish?"

Wamochi's plump lips curved in an eerie curve.

"Yue-kun, you have also been an official in the court of Da Yi, you should understand the truth that the less talented people are the better they are to control. If you want to be the emperor you should sit honestly in his seat, the rest doesn't need his brain."

"Hahahaha ......"

The two adulterers narrowed their eyes at each other, and in unison, they jiejie laughed strangely.

......

It was pitch black, and a fast horse galloped through the empty, deserted woods.

Suddenly several black shadows swept down from the treetops on both sides, such as the black night bats figure harshly staggered, instantly pounced on the horseback to the ground.

With the horse's mournful neighing, the fishy air splashed out.

A black-robed man wiped the horse's blood from the tip of his sword, and quickly approached Yingren, who was pressed by his accomplices to lie down and raise his face.

"Let go of me, let go of me, bastards! I'm a vassal of General Wamo, how dare you treat me with insolence!"

The man dressed as a samurai growled angrily, making a desperate attempt to fight.

The man in black was not wearing a face-covering scarf, and he pressed the blade to the tip of the man's nose, a pair of eyes glittering in the darkness: the

"This forest is the way to the harbor, and you're in a hurry because you're delivering information, right?"

The words were spoken in a somewhat awkward Ying language, and the samurai on the ground struggled twice on all fours, looking straight at him and asking.

"You, you're not Terra Nova?"

The accomplice of the man in black rummaged around on and under the samurai's body and fished out two letters.

The black-clothed man with the knife took it, and with the help of the moonlight, he saw it, and hooked his lips and smiled coldly.

"Not bad, a letter to Kamakawa Yushui, a letter to Emperor Renxian of Da Yi, using the secret of the undeath of Imperial Concubine Duanmin to blackmail in exchange for land and gold, you Ying people are really vicious!"

The man in black threw his sword and casually took out a fire folding and ignited it, burning the letter to flying ashes before the samurai's eyes.

"You, you ...... don't! You can't destroy such an important letter ......"

"Pfft"-

The man in black frowned in annoyance and steeply waved his knife down.

The samurai's cries of terror and rage came to a screeching halt as the bloody, hideous head rolled out into the distance.

At the same moment, the Abyssinian Palace.

Like the other cooks, Yun Shi was busy in the cooking room of the big cooking hut.

She scales a three-pound sea yellowtail and uses a bull's-eye knife and chopsticks to probe through the fish's mouth to remove the gills, organs and the entire fish bone.

Then, the thick broth, which has been simmered with pork skin and pork bone since the day before, with sea bream, sea cucumber, apricot abalone mushroom, scallop and quail egg, is frozen and poured into the mouths of the fish one by one, until it fills up the entire belly of the fish.

The whole fish is deep fried in hot oil, served on a long ceramic plate, and the sweet and sour sauce is poured over the charred fish.

The last process completed, Yun Shi released the tools in her hands and raised her eyebrows coldly at the whole freshly scented yellow fish.

Wamochi and Fuchi Yatou were fond of sea fish, and she was sure they would be satisfied with her "yellowtail in soup", which was different from the Japanese way of preparing it.

As long as the two of them take a few bites before swallowing an unassuming food ......

Turning her head, she saw Mistress Apricot Leaf stirring the soba seasoning with her head bowed, a look of silence somewhat revealing her trepidation and unease at the moment.

The Emperor's secret operation tonight will naturally require the assistance of the female head of this large cooking pot.

Yun Shi walked over and grabbed one of Apricot Leaf's wrists, slightly increasing the force.

Looking towards Yun Shi's steady and frank face, the head mistress was encouraged to stabilize her mind by and by, and resolutely pursed her lips and nodded to her.

Since the disguise was revealed, thanks to Empress Yuan Ya's maneuvering, Yun Shi was allowed to live in a separate room in the West Court outside the palace, with specialized female officials and warriors taking turns to watch over her.

During the day she cooks in the big cookhouse and pours out her cooking skills to the Terra Nova cooks.

At the close of the evening, she had to record the recipes she knew well under the supervision of her female officers.

Yun Shi obediently did as she was told, except that she wrote down the delicacies from the Jen Composition Lynn Book in Chinese characters on a piece of paper and gave it to Fuchsia Haru in person.

She wasn't succumbing to Washoujou's lewdness, but rather, she recognized that she and Fuchi Yakumaru were kindred spirits, and she truly wanted to give the young man that recipe as a birthday gift.

The hour of dinner soon arrived, and the attendants paraded into the cooking room, bringing into the palace a hundred delicacies that the cooks had been busy handcrafting all day.

Yun Shi, as the chef of one of the eighteen courses, followed Master Apricot Leaf to follow at the end of the group, stepping closer to the beginning of the bloodbath.