The gate soldiers of Yujing City, even if it is freezing cold, still watch everyone conscientiously to prevent any abnormal movement.
As for the Pingyang Guards guarding Jade Capital City, their camp outside the city has heightened their vigilance. Since the Human Emperor broke through the shackles and was injured, the guards in the Imperial City have been on high-intensity duty day and night.
The entire Jade Capital City is in a state of tension at the moment. It has been more than two years since the Human Emperor was severely damaged, and there is still no improvement. Now the temple is even more smoky, and Hou Jin and Zhao Guo are even more eye-catching, which is even more disturbing.
A heavy feeling of depression.
Where is the future of Yan State?
In the cold winter, the teahouse is sparsely populated, but there are still people with lofty ideals talking about the current world situation and general trends.
Apart from the Battle of Beiyuan, the most talked about thing is the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. At this time, the Human Emperor asked the prince to perform the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony on his behalf. What does this mean?
Could it be said that the Emperor might take precautions in advance?
Thinking of this, many people were shocked in their hearts. If this were really the case, not only would it not be a bad thing for Yan State today, but it would be a good thing.
After all, Zhao Tianyi is now in charge of the temple, but in the final analysis he is just a eunuch, and is very shameless in the eyes of many people.
Moreover, today the prince has an excellent reputation and a kindhearted heart. He has his own fans whether in the world, in temples, or in the streets.
Some people frowned secretly, thinking of the ambitious second prince, and felt offended in their hearts. If the prince succeeded to the throne, would the second prince really be willing to be an idle prince?
Neither the people nor the officials in the court expected that a storm was gradually spreading.
Jade Capital City, Lu Mansion Reception Room.
Lu Guoyong was sitting on the table with his back hunched over, his temples were gray, his face was dull, and his face was covered with wrinkles. The wrinkles made his face as rough as tree bark, and his eyes were weathered.
Holding a bowl of tea in his hand, each finger could not be straightened, and the whole thing looked like a small rake made of branches.
Lu Guoyong glanced at An Jing below and said with a smile: "The Dulu Sword Club is about to be held. You still have time to come to Yujing City. I'm afraid it's not just to visit me, right?"
An Jing put down the teacup and said, "Old Lu, it seems that I can't hide my little thoughts."
The second reason for coming to Yujing City to visit old friends was to visit Lu Guoyong and to find out some news.
"You are not careful."
Lu Guoyong said calmly: "You probably want to ask about the Dulu Sword Club, right?"
"I have some doubts and want to ask Mr. Lu."
An Jing did not hide it, but said directly: "Your Majesty took out this Dulu Sword, what is your intention?"
The Dulu Sword has been in the palace for hundreds of years and has been stored until now. Now it was suddenly taken out and said that it was going to be sacrificed to heaven. An Jing always felt that the plan of the Human Emperor could not be so simple.
Lu Guoyong also put down his tea cup, walked down slowly, and said: "With your current level of cultivation, you should know how difficult it is to break through that shackles."
An Jing said: "It is difficult to reach the sky."
Masters like Jun Qinglin who have stripped away heaven and humans have not been able to reach this state. How difficult will it be to take this step?
Lu Guoyong glanced at An Jing and said, ""
Just one look seems to contain a lot of meaning.
For a moment, An Jing fell into deep thought.
How difficult and unbelievable it is to reach the Grand Master and obtain three hundred years of life. This is something that countless masters and martial arts emperors have been fighting for for hundreds of years. They are all trying to reach this great place. The state of the master.
But how many people have reached this state?
Jun Qinglin was such a genius that he spent everything he had by lighting the spiritual lamp. As for the more difficult longevity lock, he himself said that the chance was slim, almost slim.
What about the Emperor of Yan?
Can he really break through that shackles and reach the Grand Master?
Obviously, the probability of the Emperor of the Yan State breaking through to the Grand Master level is also low.
Therefore, it may be true that the Emperor of the Yan State was severely damaged. In the past two years, due to the failure of the Emperor to break through the shackles, the hearts of the people of Yan were distracted, the temples were turbulent, and the rivers and lakes were constantly fighting. Many unstable factors have appeared. .
We can take advantage of this opportunity to seize the direct descendants and catch some big fish that are dormant in the Yan Kingdom.
In an instant, countless thoughts passed through An Jing's mind, and then thinking of Lu Guoyong's words, An Jing seemed to know something in an instant.
He wasn't sure whether the Human Emperor would be seriously injured or not, but this heaven-sacrifice ceremony might really be a plan that had been planned for a long time, and the purpose was self-evident.
For example, the second prince, or others
Lu Guoyong said calmly: "In short, don't get involved in the matter of seizing the direct descendants."
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for reminding me."
An Jing hugged Lu Guoyong's fists.
As a person who has been at the top of the Yan Kingdom's court for sixty years, he naturally understands and knows a lot. He obviously has his own reasons for saying such things.
Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing, "I hope you can understand what I mean."
An Jing's eyes were a little confused at first, but then he thought of something and his heart suddenly shook.
Could it be that what Lu Guoyong said about seizing the legitimate sons was not the second prince and the crown prince, but his own wife Zhao Qingmei!?
Zhao Qingmei is of the bloodline of the former prince, this is what Jiang Shang once told her, and the current Taiping Emperor killed the former prince when he ascended the throne. In fact, in other words, Zhao Qingmei can also ascend this great treasure.
It's even more legitimate and reasonable.
This is no longer a reminder from Lu Guoyong, but a warning from Lu Guoyong.
This shows that Lu Guoyong may know the identity and origin of Zhao Qingmei. Considering that Li Fuzhou joined the demon sect and Lu Guoyong was suppressed in the temple of Yan Kingdom, could it be said that Mr. Lu was once a member of the former prince's party?
For a moment, An Jing's heart was filled with turmoil.
Lu Guoyong smiled softly and patted An Jing's shoulder.
"Uncle!"
At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside the door.
An Jing turned around and saw Tan Yun walking in with a surprised look on his face.
When Lu Guoyong saw this scene, he shook his head helplessly and thought to himself: "There is no way for women to stay in college."
An Jing pinched Tan Yun's face and said, "It seems that you are living a good life here, and you have become rounder again."
"Where is it?"
When Tan Yun heard this, he quickly lowered his head and found that he couldn't even see his toes. He suddenly felt guilty, "Uncle, we haven't seen each other for a long, long time. Isn't it normal to gain a little weight? Besides, it's winter now." , hoard some meat for the winter."
"Really? It's only been a month or two."
An Jing thought of something and asked, "By the way, where is Mr. Zhou?"
Lu Guoyong said: "Xianming has been reading at home recently. Tan Yun, please take him to see him. I will go back to rest."
As he spoke, Lu Guoyong walked towards the house with his back hunched.
After seeing his grandfather leave, Tan Yun pursed his lips and looked at An Jing with his big watery eyes, "Uncle, are you here to see me specially?"
An Jing chuckled lightly and said: "Of course, I came to Yujing City this time just to see you. Many people in the sect miss you very much, especially the Third Master."
Hearing the word 'you', Tan Yun suddenly felt disappointed in his heart, but he quickly covered it up and said with a smile: "Then let's go see Mr. Zhou. Although he got the top score in the exam, he has been idle all the time.
at home."
"Um."
An Ding nodded and then followed Tan Yun towards the courtyard.
Zhou Xianming did not take the initiative to attach himself to the royal family. Naturally, the emperor was not happy. He was afraid that there would be another powerful minister like Lu Guoyong, and it was normal for him to suppress him at home.
I met many servants along the way, and they were all respectful and cautious towards Tan Yun.
An Jing smiled and said, "It seems you are doing well here."
Tan Yundu said: "I'm still not used to it, especially when I feel uncomfortable sometimes."
An Jing comforted: "Just get used to it and you'll be fine."
Tan Yun looked at those bright eyes, opened his mouth, but secretly thought in his heart: Smelly uncle, bad uncle
Unknowingly, the two of them came to the courtyard where Zhou Xianming lived.
At this time, there was a stove burning in the yard. On the stove was a small pot. The snow in the pot had boiled into boiling water. Several pears were placed in it. Zhou Xianming was squatting and fanning constantly to fan the fire.
"Mr. Zhou."
An Jing shouted.
When Zhou Xianming heard the sound, he stood up quickly. When he saw An Jing, he was also happy, "Doctor An, you came at the right time. My pear water will be fried soon. You can try it then."
“It tastes really good.”
At this moment, Tan Yun had reached out, picked up a pear, put it in his mouth and started to eat it.
"Pear not yet"
When Zhou Xianming saw such a heartbreaking scene, he hesitated to speak.
An Jing patted Zhou Xianming on the shoulder and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, you are considered a talented person, why do you cook snow-fried pears at home every day?"
Zhou Xianming was silent for a long time and said: "Throughout the ages, many talented people have been frustrated and frustrated. This is also a common thing."
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then you don't plan to show your ambition?"
Zhou Xianming took a deep breath and said, "Wait, don't rush this matter."
An Jing asked: "Mr. Zhou, what do you think of Tianwai Tian?"
Zhou Xianming glanced at An Jing and immediately understood what he meant, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
He became famous at a young age, and then traveled around the world, traveled thousands of miles, and read thousands of books. Naturally, he wanted to serve the country and fulfill his lifelong ambition. However, if he were asked to take refuge in the Demon Cult, he would be somewhat unwilling to do so.
After all, the Demon Sect is just a sect, and even if it breaks the sky, it is just a political force.
At this moment, a servant of the Lu family came over in a hurry.
"Miss, Princess Anle is here."
Tan Yun took a bite of the pear and raised his eyebrows, "Why is she here?"
Princess Anle!?
Zhou Xianming glanced at An Jing after hearing this, and then continued to fan the fire.
The servant of the Lu family made a sad face and said, "I don't even know, but the young master and the princess are walking this way."
Just as he was talking, two figures walked over from a distance.
One of them has a stocky figure, a rich appearance, and a face full of humility and kindness. He is Lu Jingchun.
The woman next to her is slender, with long hair draped over a vest, held gently by a pink ribbon. She is dressed in white clothes that look like snow, and her skin is as beautiful as snow. She is extremely beautiful, and her face is so beautiful that you cannot stare at her.
No matter how the man sees it, he can't help but exclaim what a beautiful person he is.
It was also the first time that Zhou Xianming looked at Zhao Xuening up close, and at this moment he was sighing in his heart at his beauty.
"Meet the princess!"
An Jing and Zhou Xianming both bowed their hands politely, and Tan Yun snorted, then looked at his brother Lu Jingchun with hatred.
"We meet again."
Zhao Xuening's eyes lit up slightly when he saw An Jing, "It seems that we are really destined."
An Jing chuckled, "Maybe."
At this time, Tan Yun took An Jing's arm and said, "Come here, let's drink pear water. I think it's almost done."
With that said, Tan Yun scooped up a bowl of pear water and handed it to An Jing.
She could see that An Jing was not allowed to talk to the princess. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the princess had evil intentions towards her uncle.
When Zhou Xianming saw this, his face was covered with black lines, but he didn't even touch the pear water.
Zhao Xuening snorted secretly, then suppressed Ji Dong, who was in his heart, looked at Zhou Xianming next to him and said, "No. 1 Scholar, I came here today to tell you some good news."
Zhou Xianming was a little surprised when he heard this, "Good news?"
Zhao Xuening took out a transfer order from his arms and handed it to Zhou Xianming, "Congratulations to the No. 1 Scholar on taking office. Go to the study. This is the transfer order."
"What!?"
When Zhou Xianming heard this, he was shocked and quickly took the order.
An Jing, who was drinking pear water at the side, also looked over. Going to the study room was not a big or small official position. The most important thing was that he often appeared in the palace and was right next to the Emperor, so it was easy to get promoted.
Lu Jingchun said bitterly: "Xian Ming, you are going to be prosperous."
Zhou Xianming looked at the order carefully, and then he was overjoyed in his heart, but kept a calm face, "Thank you princess, thank you so much, Your Majesty, Zhou will devote himself to death and die."
Throughout the ages, this study room has been one of the symbols of reuse.
My years of ambition finally came into play.
Zhao Xuening held Zhou Xianming's arm and said seriously: "No need to be like this, I also hope that the number one scholar can use his talents."
She also read Zhou Xianming's test papers and had to say that the person in front of her was definitely a great talent, and he was not the kind of person who could talk on paper.
When An Jing saw this, he understood in his heart that Zhou Xianming was already preparing to join the court as an official. It seemed that joining the Demon Cult was far away.
However, in his heart, he also felt a little happy for Zhou Xianming. If he could meet the Ming Lord and apply what he had learned throughout his life, it would not be in vain for him to study hard for so many years.
Zhao Xuening looked at An Jing and said with some annoyance: "Mr. An was in a hurry last time and didn't have time to see the four sceneries of Jade Capital City. I wonder if I have time today?"
Before An Jing could speak, Tan Yun said from the sidelines: "Uncle, aren't you still going to Zhongshan?"
Lu Jingchun also nodded repeatedly: "Zhongshan is very far away, so you should go there early."
Zhao Xuening looked at An Jing with a smile, his face unchanged, but his teeth were itching with anger in his heart.
This Tan Yun was always against her, which was really hateful. The key point was that this person was the granddaughter of Lu Guoyong, not an ordinary woman.
An Jing could only helplessly clasp his fists and said, "I'm really too busy. Thank you princess for your kindness."
"That's such a shame."
Zhao Xuening glanced at An Jing resentfully and said, "When will Mr. An set off? I'll prepare a small amount of wine for him tonight."
Tan Yun stared at Zhao Xuening and said warily: "No need, I will stay and drink with my grandpa tonight."
An Jing said nothing, just smiled apologetically.
Zhao Xuening chuckled lightly, "Well, I won't bother Mr. An anymore."
With that said, Zhao Xuening stood up and walked out of the hospital.
When Lu Jingchun saw this, he quickly chased after him.
An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming and sighed: "Mr. Zhou, congratulations, you finally got your wish."
"yes."
Zhou Xianming looked at the order in his hand, and his joy changed from joyful to mixed emotions.
Originally, the Human Emperor planned to not use him for the rest of his life, but now things have taken a turn for the better. Not only must he be used, but he must be reused.
Although he did not understand the thoughts of this aloof emperor, Zhou Xianming grasped the transfer order tightly.
An Jing sighed deeply in his heart and said nothing.
Somehow, he always felt that the distance between him and Zhou Xianming was getting farther and farther, and maybe the days of toasting and drinking together in a wine shop would never come back.
Tan Yun asked curiously: "Uncle, when will you leave?"
"I'll leave later."
An Jing pondered for a moment and said.
Zhongshan is on Donglin Road. The journey is neither far nor close, but if something delays you on the way, it will be troublesome.
Tan Yun frowned and said, "Are you so anxious?"
"Yes, let's wait until we have time next time."
An Jing touched Tan Yun's head and chuckled.
"All right."
Tan Yun sighed helplessly when she heard this. Originally, she had many things to say to An Jing, but now that she knew An Jing was in a hurry to go to the Dulu Sword Club, she stopped talking.
An Jing then asked Lu Guoyong to resign, while Zhou Xianming and Tan Yun sent An Jing out of the city.
The wind is freezing and there are few people around.
An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming and said: "The country of Yan is now in a state of crisis, and it is the right time for Jiangshan Sheji to employ people. Brother Zhou will definitely be able to shine."
Zhou Xianming smiled bitterly and said: "The Yan Kingdom is besieged on all sides and is surrounded by dangers. Protecting the people of the Yan Kingdom is the most important thing at the moment. In this aspect, Doctor An, you are much better than me."
Who in the world doesn’t know about Ghost Swordsman An Jing?
The famous swordsman in white, countless masters and masters died under his hand.
"Ha ha ha ha."
An Jing laughed loudly, then waved and walked away.
"Uncle"
Tan Yun waved his hand, but there were some words in his heart that he couldn't say out loud.
Zhou Xianming looked at An Jing's back, and his heart was filled with excitement.
He doesn't know whether life is sweet or not, but bitterness is really bitter. You have experienced everything you should experience and what you shouldn't experience. Life is nothing more than two results, laughable and effective.
In the palace, Princess Anle's bedroom.
There was a "crackling" sound of jade pieces breaking inside, and several palace maids outside the palace stood cautiously, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Obviously this is not the first time, and they know better than anyone how terrifying Zhao Xuening is at this moment.
In the palace, Zhao Xuening kept picking up porcelain and furniture decorations and smashed them to the ground, venting his anger.
She hated An Jing for rejecting her outright.
She hated Tan Yun even more for causing trouble for her!
She also hated the leader of the Demon Cult whom she had never met. How great would it be if this woman disappeared from the world?
About dozens of breaths later, she came to the dressing table out of breath, rummaged around carefully, and raised her eyebrows, "Where is my purple jade hairpin?"
A palace maid whispered: "Princess, this servant doesn't know."
"You don't know?"
Hearing this, Zhao Xuening narrowed his eyes and felt a chill, "Do you know that this purple jade hairpin is my favorite hairpin!?"
"Nu Nu maid"
When the palace maid heard this, her face turned pale.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Xuening slapped him hard, "Did you steal it?"
Bright red fingerprints suddenly appeared on the palace maid's face, and she knelt on the ground in fear, "I really don't know, I don't dare to take the princess's hairpin even if I give you ten courages, please forgive me."
Zhao Xuening suddenly became anxious, "Look for me. If you can't find it, I will kill you all."
When several palace maids heard Zhao Xuening's words, their bodies trembled and they quickly began to search.
Seeing the embarrassed figures of several palace maids, the anger in Zhao Xuening's heart gradually dissipated. After about ten breaths, she waved to the palace maid who had slapped her and said: "Xiaoyu, come here."
The palace maid named Xiaoyu's heart trembled and she walked over cautiously.
Zhao Xuening sighed and said: "If there is a wound on your face, apply it. It won't be good if others see it."
Xiaoyu said quickly: "I know this. It's important to find the princess's hairpin first."
"never mind."
Zhao Xuening waved his hand, "Maybe I don't know when and where I put it. Maybe I can find it soon, and you don't have to look for it."
Several palace maids were relieved when they heard this. They knew their master's temper very well. It seemed that Princess Anle's anger had subsided at this moment.
Zhao Xuening also clenched his hands at this moment, secretly warning himself that he must control his emotions and not show his emotions easily.
At this moment, a eunuch walked in quickly and said: "This slave pays homage to the princess."
Zhao Xuening glanced at the visitor and said, "Eunuch Li, what's the matter?"
Eunuch Li replied: "Today the Queen said that she has not seen you for a long time and wants to have a meal with you."
"You tell the queen mother that I will go now."
Zhao Xuening took a deep breath and walked out of his bedroom
Jade City, Wangjing Mountain.
Zhao Mengtai was standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by the biting wind and snow, admiring the blood plum blossoms in the distance.
Among the brown branches, there are dotted with blood-like red plums, like stars, and like countless red butterflies resting on the branches. If you look from a distance, the red plum trees are full of clusters.
cluster.
Behind him were Yue Tingchen, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and Mo Yan of Tianji Pavilion.
After the master of Tianji Pavilion was killed, Mo Yan completely took over Tianji Pavilion and was responsible for the intelligence of Zhao Mengtai's men.
"Has the prince arrived?"
Zhao Mengtai turned his head and looked in the direction of the imperial city. The seat he dreamed of was inside, the seat he wanted to sit on like crazy.
Mo Yan returned: "Back to Your Highness, Zhao Chongyin set out with the Minister of Rites five days ago. It seems that he has already reached the edge of Gyeonggi Province and will reach Zhongshan in ten days."
"What about the rest?"
"The Sword Demon and Patriarch Tianpeng have gone. Many masters from Fengyu Tower and Daxue Mountain have secretly arrived at Donglin Road. Countless swordsmen in the world have also heard the news and headed towards Zhongshan. Among them are some swordsmen who have never left the world.
, among them there are several top swordsmen in the fifth realm, Zhao Guo and Hou Jin, and many masters from the Southern Barbarians seem to have emerged, but there are few grand masters. After all, this time is on the eve of the turmoil."
Nowadays, because of the emergence of the Dulu Sword, many masters have gone to Zhongshan. Some people want to see the best sword in the world, while others want to watch the scene where the top swordsmen in the world compete for supremacy.
And because the Dulu Sword Club had spread before the New Year, countless people from all walks of life had already gathered in Zhongshan, Donglin Road. This lively scene was comparable to the dispute between Buddha and Demon in Tianwu Sect.
Give more.
Especially when the news spread that the Sword Demon was still alive, there was a lot of discussion and excitement in the world.
After all, the number one swordsman in the past was the Ghost Swordsman, but now the emergence of the Sword Demon has put a question mark on the number one swordsman in the world. Everyone wants to know who has the stronger swordsmanship between the Sword Demon and the Ghost Swordsman.
And in everyone's minds, the swordsman holding the best sword in the world in this Dulu Sword Meeting has already firmly established himself as the best swordsman in the world.
"It's really lively. It's a pity that I can't witness this wonderful scene."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Mengtai's mouth. He wanted to go to Zhongshan, but he knew that there were more important things waiting for him to do.
When Zhongshan's deed is completed, it will definitely spread to Yujing City. Then his father will be furious, and he will need to face the Emperor of Dayan, the most powerful person in Dayan today.
Yue Tingchen said from the side: "Yu Jing City still needs the second prince to be in charge."
Zhao Mengtai laughed and said: "After the Zhongshan Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, it is the best time for me to ascend the throne. Naturally, Your Highness will not leave."
A glint appeared in Mo Yan's eyes, and his voice became a little excited, "The second prince's plan is flawless, and great things will surely come true."
"As long as Lu Guoyong doesn't take action."
Zhao Mengtai squatted in the snow, held up a ball of snow, and said: "Father, the great master of the breakthrough was severely damaged, and his strength is very low. The white-browed eunuch is the one who controls the palace, and he is not allowed to attack the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, and Yu
I have mastered two of the three defensive forces in Beijing."
Lu Guoyong is the only existence he worries about.
This old man who has been in charge of the temple for sixty years not only has a vast network of contacts, but also has a vast literary spirit in the Wen Palace. Li Fuzhou shattered the Wen Palace and went directly from the first qi to the second qi. This man who has been reading all his life
, how much literary spirit will there be in his literary palace?
Zhao Mengtai rolled the snow in his hand into a ball and smiled, "But I have already got word from that old guy that he will not be involved in these things."
With that said, Zhao Mengtai threw the snowball in his hand towards the palace, but the snowball fell to the ground halfway.
Mo Yan thought of something and said: "I heard that the ghost swordsman is also going to the Dulu Sword Club. This person is from the Demon Cult and has betrayed the covenant."
Zhao Mengtai said indifferently: "If anyone dares to block my big event, we will kill them all together."
When Mo Yan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Mengtai exhaled a breath of white air, looked into the distance, and said softly: "The sky and the earth will open up, and the sun and the moon will shine again, tomorrow."