The night is low and the stars are hanging high.

Li Qingxiong gathered the cotton coat on his neck, slightly resisting the cold wind blowing from all directions, cursing the damn ghost weather in his heart, but he did not dare to show any expression on the surface. His firm and powerful right hand was tightly clasped on the sword wrapped in golden thread around his waist, trying to make his image look more brave.

Although he knew that even wild cats would not pass by the empty palace gate when the cold wind was raging at night, who could guarantee that any dignitary in the palace would not see him when he went out for a few walks?

Thinking of this, Li Qingxiong felt a little hot and his chest naturally stood up a little. Although Li Qingxiong was just a small eighth-rank guard with a knife, who didn't know that the imperial guards were easily promoted to the world's martial artists? He didn't seek favor from the Nine Five Eyes. As long as any imperial concubine, princess or even the emperor's personal eunuch, Eunuch Zhang, saw his loyal and duty-oriented image and said a few words in front of the emperor, his future success will be at your fingertips.

A very luxurious carriage slowly stopped in front of the palace. The four divine white horses pulling the cart sniffed impatiently, waking Li Qingxiong from his beautiful dream.

What a beast! Although you are sure to be a four-wheel drive driver in front of the palace, how can you, a beast, look down on others?! Li Qingxiong thought to himself, and held the knife handle in his hand tightly and walked forward majesticly, saying, "I don't know which lord is here? The gate of the palace is closed at this time. Even if the emperor's oral orders are not allowed to be opened, please go back."

How many people in the world are jealous of the eighth-rank guard, the eighth-rank guard, and how many people can't envy him. If his father had not handed half of the silver notes for a family property to a grandfather in the palace, Li Qingxiong would not have been able to wear this replenishment uniform. Therefore, Li Qingxiong cherished this hard-earned opportunity very much. He rehearsed this speech in his heart for less than 100 or 80 times. Even his tone and expression made his father help me think about it for a long time. When his tone was light, he was afraid of losing the majesty of the royal family, and when he was severe, he was afraid of offending a general and beheading him in anger. Liu Cangcheng had done such a fool before. His Majesty the Emperor finally fined him half a year's salary.

But now, Li Qingxiong is very satisfied with his performance, and his expression and movements are just right, neither humble nor arrogant, and he is advancing and retreating properly.

The young servant in green who was driving looked at Li Qingxiong, with no contempt in his eyes and no attention, just like humans looking at the ants on the ground. Li Qingxiong greeted the eighteen generations of this servant who relied on human power, but on the surface, he was still calm and did not miss any clues.

The servant turned around and gently lifted the curtain.

An old man got out of the carriage and slowly walked to Li Qingxiong with the help of the servant.

When this slightly thin face appeared three feet in front of Li Qingxiong, Li Qingxiong suddenly reacted and immediately crawled on the ground, saying tremblingly: "Li Qingxiong, the eighth-rank guard with a knife, pay homage to the national master."

The thin old man is not someone else, but Zhang Wuji, a national teacher in Qianguo who has been unwilling to the world for many years, and is also the only person who can play against Gu Huai in the court. Deng Nanfeng is not good at this.

Zhang Wuji had no expression on his face, but said thunder: "General Li, I came from the Imperial Heavenly Prison. Nalan Prison watched the stars tonight. After divination and interpretation, he hurriedly called me over. This secret letter must be presented to His Majesty immediately. Can General Li be compatible?"

Li Qingxiong crawled on the ground, but he was in a dilemma. His Majesty the Emperor had already made an order. Once the palace gate was closed at night, no one could open it. No matter how big the matter was, he had to wait until the next day to open it. But then again, what could make the National Master hurry to come is probably not the biggest thing, it would be a huge thing!

God, God, I, Li Qingxiong, took office on the first day. I know that God will give you a great responsibility to this person. You don’t have to make things difficult for me so much. If you handle this matter well, you won’t see the credit. If you handle it well, it will be a major event that implicates the nine tribes.

"General Li, I wonder if you can be comfortable?" Zhang Wuji asked again, his tone was plain, but the feeling of oppression came to his face like a recurrence, and Li Qingxiong's head lowered a little bit again.

The beads of sweat as big as beans slid down from Li Qingxiong's temples, rolled to his nose and then to the tip of his nose, but it was as shaky as his determination but never fell.

Suddenly, Li Qingxiong stood up, looked up, turned around and whispered: "I will bear all the responsibilities by myself when I open the palace gate."

With a command, two gunmen walked towards the palace gate and conveyed the order inside. After a while, the palace gate slowly opened.

Zhang Wuji did not get in the car, and was supported by the servant in Qingyi and walked slowly into the palace. When he entered the door, the servant looked back and looked at Li Qingxiong meaningfully. Unfortunately, Li Qingxiong was at the critical moment of being nervous at this time, so he naturally did not notice the servant's eyes.

When he arrived at a rockery, Zhang Wuji stopped. When he looked at the servant again, his face was already filled with a gentle smile as gentle as spring breeze. "Ah, although I don't know what you are doing in the palace, I am sure I will definitely not pour dirty water on me. I have been dating your father for nearly thirty years. The old friend spoke, I must help, and I have to help, but I would like to advise you, it is not an exaggeration to say that our Qianguo Palace is a dragon and a tiger's den. Although I know you are prepared, you must be careful and careful. Who in the world wants you to die the most? You know that you must not follow those wishes like this. Okay, go, I will talk to Your Majesty about the stars."

Gu Xianfo, dressed as a servant, bowed a long time and said solemnly: "Uncle Zhang, today's great kindness, Ah Tung is unforgettable, and he will never thank him for his great kindness. Ah Tung is gone now, please take care of him, uncle Shi."

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Go and go. If you really think about me, you can go to the mansion to talk to me later."

After Gu Xianfo responded to another day, he came to thank him again. He tore off his green long gown and took it out of the palace by Zhang Wuji. He showed off his black outfit and turned away quietly. Looking at Gu Xianfo's disappearing from the dark back, Zhang Wuji's eyes were bright and he said to himself: "There is a body of immortal Buddha's aura, and the two sleeves of green dragon gall. The words that the ancestor said through Wuji's mouth have been gradually verified over the years. Yuheng, I'm fighting with you openly and secretly.

In my life, although I lose more than I win less, I have never been convinced by you. Isn’t you a poor scholar just responding to the storm of Your Majesty’s transformation into a dragon? Isn’t you just dare to kill someone and be criticized? Bah, I’m going to be in a different place, I think I’m not doing anything worse than you, but today, I’m convinced you, but you don’t be proud of your old boy. I’m not convinced you, but you gave birth to a good son. I hope that Ah Ming will turn into a dragon as my ancestors said in the future.

Ganguo is the most powerful country on this land, and it is no less than the thousand-year-old Qin Dynasty. The Ganguo's palace is naturally magnificent and magnificent, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles, with pavilions and towers shining against each other. After the establishment of Ganguo, a Du family once saw the Ganguo Palace after the collapse of the country, saying: "Five steps, one floor, ten steps, one pavilion; the corridors are back, the eaves are high; each embraces the terrain, and they are in love with each other. They are not sure that the beehive is vortex, and they are not sure that the tens of millions of them have fallen." Therefore, the text only has half a claw circulating in the world, and I don't know which Du family is a satirizing the great prosperity of the emperor of the Ganguo. Tumu is really inspired, but now there is a story circulating in the market that a princess in the former Jin Dynasty was captured by the Liu Cangcheng Grand Prize and presented it to the emperor. She lived in this palace. One day, she jumped into the window while the guard was unprepared. After several hours, the guard realized something was wrong and hurriedly reported to Your Majesty. The emperor just laughed it off and said, "If this woman can find the palace gate, let her go." In the end, the princess in the former Jin Dynasty who jumped into the window hovered in the palace for five days without leaving the palace gate. Finally, she learned from the palace maid that His Majesty's joke, and then committed suicide.

Not to mention how the woman jumped into the window and ran away under the public eye, nor to discuss how a guard went straight to the sky, but this story was outlined by countless people and became a decent and eye-catching chat that the people of Chang'an enjoyed after dinner.

Here, the scale of the imperial capital of Ganguo can be seen.

Gu Xianfo followed his father to the palace several times six years ago, and was summoned to the palace by Liu Shu, the biological mother of the sixth prince, many times, but they were all open and upright and guided by the guards and palace maids. Now that the night is dark and windy, he broke into the dragon and tiger den alone, and he was indeed cautious because he couldn't be more careful.

After walking for dozens of steps, Gu Xianfo avoided dozens of patrol guards, both open and secretly. The more he walked in, the more he guarded the palace became more and more strict. Fortunately, where Gu Xianfo went, he was not the emperor's bedroom. Otherwise, he, a master of the word "Heaven", would have died and no life even if Gu Yan came over.

Although Gu Xianfo was in Xiliang in the past six years, his contact with Chang'an has not been cut off. Three years ago, he heard his father mention in his letter to Gu Huai Feige that the remnants of the previous dynasty organized twelve top-ranking masters of the emperor who had lost their country to break into the palace at night. Naturally, they did not dare to hope to assassinate the emperor and the prince. They just wanted to fight to death one or two princesses, and then, there was nothing left.

It's like a stone throwing into the sea, disappearing invisible without even storms.

The true energy of Gu Xianfo circulated his predecessor and walked carefully in the dark corner. It was not until two hours later that Gu Xianfo, who was sweating profusely, touched a corner of the palace he was going to.

The Peach Blossom Hall was built eight years ago. The emperor specially gave the daughter Shang Taohua, who was shoulder to shoulder with Wang Shangzhuo, to live in. This is known to everyone in the world.

Gu Xianfo deeply exhaled a mouthful of turbid air from his lungs. He took advantage of the two guards' shifts and stepped out, and his agile body jumped onto the corrugated hall like a raccoon. Then Gu Xianfo's figure returned to peace again. Half an hour later, the other two guards' shifts jumped lightly and fell silently from the back window into the hall.

On a large sandalwood bed deep in the hall, a woman in pink fur was frowning and curled up to sleep, her face as delicate as peach blossoms.
Chapter completed!