Half an hour later, Zhao Heng had already taken the initiative to deal with all the trivial matters, and Da Changqiu announced his retirement to the court.

The civil and military ministers watched His Majesty get up and left the Palace of Supreme Harmony with the help of Da Changqiu.

The ministers who were supposed to be withdrawing in an orderly manner have remained quiet since Zhao Heng left.

Gu Xianfo was silent for a moment, nodded to Zhang Wuji, who had not spoken at the entire court meeting, wore a Xiliang sword and wore a white python robe, and slowly walked out of the Palace of Supreme Harmony alone.

When he passed by the Sixth Prince, he didn't stop;

When he passed by Deng Xinqi, he didn't stop;

When he passed by Liu Changtang, he did not stop.

He walked out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony alone, and when he was about to walk out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he stopped a little at the threshold. The rising sun in spring hit him, and his back was afraid to look directly at him.

Then he raised his legs, took a step, and gently crossed the threshold that countless people yearned for.

It was like taking a step out of Chang'an.

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Two days later, Gu Huai's funeral was held as scheduled.

The entire street where Gu's Mansion is located was requisitioned. The mourning hall was located at the gate of Gu's mansion and extended to the gate of the street. The servants of Gu's mansion were kept silent and sometimes whispered.

At halfway through the day, Zhao Heng, as he said, brought all the civil and military officials in the court and the princes in the palace to visit Gu Huai's spiritual position. Zhao Heng did not go out with a ceremonial guard this time. There was only a haggard old man with a sword with a look that seemed to be dozens of stormless. Gu Yan looked at the old man and felt the clouds on his waist roaring in an instant. Although Gu Yan had never met the old man before, he felt the other person's aura for the first time and knew that this old man must be the old monster worshipped in the deepest part of the palace, an old swordsman who had been in the second world for decades.

Gu Yan forced his internal strength to cut off his gaze from the old man with the sword. The clouds on his waist slowly calmed down. Although Gu Yan's face was calm at this time, he knew that his chest was already filled with blood and energy and suffered heavy secret injuries.

Without even looking at me, I lost half of my move.

Is this the strength of those old turtles in the second world?

Gu Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, but in his eyebrows, there was a more gloomy murderous rebellion brewing.

In the path of martial arts, Gu Yan has been one of the four little masters since the beginning of Huang to one of the four little masters. He has always asked about swords and strong hands. As for the old tradition of using martial artists of the same realm as their own hard-working skills as their own hard-working skills, Gu Yan has always sneered at this. In fact, no one in the same realm is qualified to be Gu Yan's hard-working skills.

Gu Yan is progressing too fast.

Zhao Heng walked into the mourning hall with the old man with a sword on his back, solemnly lit a stick of incense stick. He stood in front of Gu Huai's spiritual throne for a long time. It was not until half of the incense stick he had burned, that he looked at Gu Huai, who followed him in front of him and charged in front of him for half his life, and finally walked out of the mourning hall silently.

Gu Yan was about to kneel down to see the salute, but Zhao Heng reached out to support him, shook his head and said softly: "I came today just to burn incense to Brother Gu and give Brother Gu a ride, which is not as polite as this."

Gu Yan was not a person in the temple and did not insist on this matter. He changed the kneeling ceremony to the bowing ceremony and said, "Huai'an thanked the emperor for his father and brother. He was cooking his father's relics in the backyard. He could not come out to pay homage to the emperor. Please forgive me."

Zhao Heng chuckled and waved his hand, looking at Gu Yan and said, "No need to meet. I have seen the pharmacist in the court for a long time. I have given me what I should give in. Today I will send Brother Gu to you, but to meet you in Huai'an. The last time I saw you, you were still a six or seven-year-old child. Now I am a young master with you and the pharmacist and one martial arts. It is a blessing for Brother Gu. Brother Gu left, the flag of the Gu family cannot fall, and you and your brothers will have to fight against this flag in the future. I know that your heart is in the wild and not in the temple. What are the difficulties? While you are still in Chang'an, just follow me quickly."

Gu Yan was silent for a moment, then asked softly: "Huai'an dared to ask, any request is OK?"

Zhao Heng still had some good feelings for Gu Yan, and did not care about Gu Yan's rudeness. He chuckled and said, "If you have any requirements, you can do it. I will try my best to satisfy you. Of course, if I can't do it, don't blame me."

Gu Yan looked at Zhao Heng for a while, then turned his gaze to the old man with a sword again, gritted his teeth and said, "Huai'an, I want to ask this old senior for a sword."

Hearing this request, Zhao Heng was stunned at first, then he reacted and laughed, turned to look at the old man with a sword on his back, and said with a smile: "Old Su, this young man is Gu Yan that I mentioned to you, look..."

The old man with swordsman, known as Mr. Su, has always been in a daze. After hearing Zhao Heng call him, his eyes lit up a little. He glanced at Gu Yan and said in a hoarse voice: "My sword is not something I can ask."

The implication is that this sword is a murderous sword as soon as it is released.

But Gu Yan was a little ungrateful and blurted out: "If you die under Senior Su's sword, Huai'an will have no regrets in this life."

Hearing this interesting words, Mr. Su raised some spirit, looked at Gu Yan carefully, then calmly pointed to the sword behind him, and slowly said: "This sword has a bad name. I named it 'lame', but it has killed many people. You are a good seedling. I don't want to ruin you. This time, I asked the sword, I will be stored in my husband for ten years. At any time within ten years, if you think you can take the sword and never die, you will come to Chang'an. But at that moment, I will not talk so much nonsense like today."

During the Battle of Zhulu, there was a broken sword that cut off all 1,200 armors of the front beam with one sword, and two swords broke the three camps.

Gu Yan knew the weight of the old man carrying the sword, and immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Huai'an thanked the old senior. Within ten years, I will ask the old senior for a sword."

The old man with a sword back returned to his original state of confusion and ignored Gu Yan.

Zhao Heng patted Gu Yan on the shoulder and sighed: "Brother Gu is not fulfilled, but there are successors. Huai'an, I'm leaving, you don't have to see him off."

Zhao Heng turned and left with Mr. Su, and Gu Yan bowed and watched.

As soon as the two left, Gu Xianfo walked out from behind the mourning hall.

Gu Yan turned around and shouted softly: "Brother, I see that the Sixth Prince and Luo Fu are coming. Do you really not see them?"

Gu Xianfo was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm gone. Sometimes, it's better to see each other than meet."

Gu Yan nodded as if he was ignorant, looked up at the sun: "Brother, it's almost time to get a good idea? If you delay any longer, you're afraid of missing the time."

Gu Xianfo looked up at the distance and said, "Wait for a while, there is still no one who has arrived."

Gu Yan was stunned, then asked in confusion: "Who else? Could it be my father's best friend?"

Gu Xianfo smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know when he comes."
Chapter completed!