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Chapter seven hundred and fifteen let him down

 The next day.

It was not yet dawn in the east. After washing up in Qi Yun's boudoir, Liu Mingzhi changed into the black dragon robe under the service of the beauty.

Qi Yun leaned over and put the ring on Liu Mingzhi's waist, and walked towards the Heavenly Sword hanging on the wall with light steps.

"Husband, Heavenly Sword."

Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded, taking the Heavenly Sword and wearing it directly on his waist.

Looking at the beauty's still messy black hair, Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly and kissed the beauty lightly on her forehead.

"Good Yun'er, I'm disturbing your dreams."

Qi Yun's charming face shook her head lazily, and stretched out her hand to straighten Liu Mingzhi's clothes.

"It's okay, I am your husband and your wife, and I should serve you.

In late autumn, the nights are quite cold. Husband, please be more careful on the way to the palace so as not to catch the cold."

"Well, let it go. I am a man as old as my husband and he knows how to take care of himself.

My husband has gone to court first, Yun'er, please go back to bed and continue to rest."

Qi Yun sent Liu Mingzhi out of the room with a smile and a blessing.

"I respectfully present you to your husband."

"Okay, go and have a rest."

Liu Mingzhi replied in a gentle voice and walked straight towards the end of the corridor.

After Liu Mingzhi left the courtyard where Qi Yun lived, he walked straight to the gate of Liu Mansion.

"Little Liusong meets the young master."

"No courtesy, let's go on our way."

"Young master, please get on board."

After Mr. Liu boarded the carriage and sat firmly, Liu Song gently pulled the reins of the horse, and the noble but not luxurious carriage slowly drove towards the brightly lit long street.

Liu Mingzhi reached out and picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had just come out of the pot and brought it to his mouth. He silently chewed the fragrant and delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cake and lifted a corner of the car curtain.

"Willow Pine."

"Hey, what's wrong, young master?"

Liu Mingzhi licked the pastry crumbs at the corner of his mouth, picked up the tray with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Liu Song.

"You woke up so early, you probably didn't eat anything, right? Let's have some sweet-scented osmanthus cake to cushion your stomach, so you don't have to growl in the court hall with hunger."

Liu Song had been with Liu Mingzhi for decades and knew very well the character of his young master. He changed the riding crop to his left hand and unceremoniously reached out and picked up a few pastries and put them in his mouth.

"Well, as expected, these are freshly made pastries. They are so delicious. Mrs. Ying'er's craftsmanship is as good as ever."

Liu Mingzhi sighed with a worried look, leaned on the carriage without caring about his demeanor, and stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth again.

"Liu Song, Yaoyao and Cheng Qian, the two siblings went to investigate the Qiu Houqiu beheading list in various prefectures. It has been some time now, right?"

"Back to the young master, it's been about half a month since young master Yaoyao and young master Qian and his two siblings left the capital."

Liu Mingzhi paused slightly while chewing the pastry, and a hint of undetectable sadness flashed in his eyes.

"It's been about half a month, and in the blink of an eye, it's already been about half a month. They haven't even received a letter saying they're safe, and they don't know what's going on."

Liu Song hurriedly swallowed the cake in his mouth, and quickly looked back at Mr. Liu who was sighing.

"Young Master, don't worry. Young Miss Yaoyao and Young Master Cheng Qian, the two siblings have their own destiny, and they will definitely return to the capital safely.

Besides, leaving the capital to secretly investigate Qiu Houwen's list of beheadings was not just a single-handed action by the two siblings, but there were hundreds of internal experts behind them to protect the safety of the two siblings.

The existences that can become masters in the field are all elites selected from a million. With them protecting the safety of the young lady, the young master and his two brothers, the young master really does not need to worry about anything.

No matter how bad it is, no matter how bad it is.”

Liu Mingzhi heard Liu Song's hesitant tone and took the warm tea to smoothen the cake in his mouth.

"What's wrong? Just say what you want to say. There's no need to hesitate."

"Master, under the supervision of all the ladies, the two siblings, Miss Yaoyao and Young Master Chengqian, began practicing martial arts to strengthen themselves since they were young.

Now, both of their siblings have reached the third level of strength, and they are considered to be quite capable masters in the world.

If the two of them really encounter any big trouble, under the cover of hundreds of internal experts, even if they are defeated, it will not be a problem to escape.

The small one is just in case, if there is any problem.

I hope the young master won’t be angry.”

After hearing Liu Song's reply, Liu Mingzhi picked up a grape with his backhand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You are right, Yaoyao, Cheng Gan and his brother and sister have been practicing martial arts since childhood to strengthen their bodies, and now they have reached the third level of middle school.

But as the saying goes, it is easier to dodge an open gun than to avoid a hidden one.

I am not worried that the two siblings will encounter any apparent enemies. What I am worried about is that the two siblings will encounter some insidious and cunning enemies.

Those guys never follow the so-called rules.

Although the imperial guards were protecting the safety of the two siblings on the surface, there were two secret agents protecting the safety of the siblings.

But in my heart, young master, I still can't help but worry about them.

It is said that the mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, so why not be the same when he is a father?

Liu Song, tell me Master, did I do something wrong?"

After Liu Mingzhi controlled the carriage and turned the corner, he looked back at Liu Mingzhi with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Did you do something wrong? What did you do wrong? I don't understand what the young master said."

"Of course, the young master hopes that his son will become a success and his daughter will become a phoenix. Did he make the wrong decision?

Among the civil and military officials above the court, there are many capable ministers and officials.

If you pick any one of them, you can assist the young master and me in investigating the matter of Queen Qiu asking for the beheading list.

Isn’t the purpose of the emperor raising his ministers to help them solve the emperor’s problems?

But what about me, young master? I let so many capable ministers and officials not give instructions, but let my own children go incognito and conduct private visits to investigate matters that these ministers can also solve.

Acting like this can certainly exercise their abilities and temper their character, but it also puts them in danger.

Sometimes when the young master and I are idle and bored, I have considered more than once whether it is right for me to do this.

While thinking about letting their brothers and sisters become self-reliant as soon as possible, when they left me, I worried about their safety all the time.

Liu Song, do you think I, the young master, am qualified as a father?"

"This, I don't dare to speak nonsense."

"Haha, Liu Song."

"Master?"

"do you know?"

"I'm all ears, little one."

"Since six years ago, young master, I entered the capital with strong troops and seized Ye'er's world.

After I proclaimed myself emperor and sat on that chair, in just a few years, I feel, young master, that it has been better than the more than ten years when I was a minister.

Life is even harder.

I didn't understand my father in the past. I always felt that his life was too hard and too tiring.

Everything must be calculated, everything must be calculated.

Not to mention all the civil and military officials of the dynasty, even the people close to me are plotting against them.

It's like no one around him is trustworthy.

At that time, I thought more than once, how boring it would be to live a life filled with calculations and calculations.

And at that time, I subconsciously thought that he was a little cold-blooded and a little too ruthless.

However, one day when I sat on that chair myself, I suddenly understood him.

There is no reason or basis to understand his mood.

Before you sit on that chair, you can be just a simple father.

But before you sit on that chair, you are not just a father, you are also the lord of the world.

From the moment you sit on that chair, you can't help it.

I still remember what my father told me many years ago.

How he wished he could be a foolish king who neglected government affairs, a foolish king who only knew about eating, drinking and enjoying himself, and was addicted to beauty and could not extricate himself.

Because that way you can live a very relaxed life, and you can live a life that is not so tiring or so difficult.

Do you know what I was thinking, young master, when I heard my father say this?"

"Little one, little one is willing to hear the details."

Liu Mingzhi drank all the tea in the cup and looked out of the carriage faintly, his eyes flashing with the look of recalling the past.

"At that time, young master, I sneered at what my father said and didn't take it seriously.

There are some things Liu Song you don’t know, but the young master knows it very well in his heart.

At that time, in the eyes of the young master, the father was indeed a wise king, but he was not a benevolent and saintly king.

In order to stabilize his throne and stabilize Dalong's country, the old man made too many mistakes, and there were countless things he did in private that could not be talked about publicly.

But when I sat in this position, I suddenly understood, became clear, and figured it out.

If my father and I are not a benevolent and saintly king, then you, young master, and I.

Liu Mingzhi.

It’s even less worth mentioning.”

"Master, you."

Liu Mingzhi reached out and patted Liu Song's shoulder, and took a strong puff of the dry cigarette that he had lit at some point.

"Liu Song, it's true that you are the young master's domestic slave, but you don't have to take it as your responsibility to protect the young master's face in everything.

Young Master, I know very well what kind of person I am.

The world is for the common good.

The world is for the public!

These four words are simple to say, but how difficult it is to do!

For the sake of the Li family's ancestral foundation and for the stabilization of Dalong's country, my father and I have done many wrong things, many of which cannot be recorded in history books.

When the young master first learned about these things, I couldn't understand them at first. I thought he was too selfish.

It wasn't until later, when the young master myself sat in this position, that I realized that he truly lived up to the four words "the world is for the public."

"Ah? This, this, little confusion."

"If we don't talk about other things, let's just talk about the matter between me and Wanyan, young master, and the girl Yue'er.

Before the young master and I didn't know the true power of the spy, the young master thought that the affairs between him, Wanyuan and Yue'er were so secretive!

Liu Song, others don’t know what happened between the young master and I and Wan Yan, you should know, right?”

"The little one knows it. Of course the little one knows it."

"Yes, you are the young master. I have been with the young master since I was a child, and you are my brother.

Before Master, I didn't know the real power of the spy, I was complacent about the matters between Wanyan and I, thinking that I had managed to hide it from the public.

But a few years ago, when the film owner led a group of spy agents and invited the young master and me to meet him in the imperial mausoleum, the young master suddenly understood.

After realizing it, I felt vaguely that it was a bit ridiculous.

It's ridiculous because of my short-sightedness, and it's ridiculous because of my self-righteousness.

It was at that time that the young master realized it in a flash.

I understand the meaning of what my uncle said arrogantly to the young master many years ago when I was just a young lord."

"You are confused, what did the Protector say to you, young master?

Of course, if it is not convenient for the young master to say it, just pretend that you have never asked this question."

When Liu Mingzhi heard Liu Song's vague words, he reached out and lifted the wine bottle on the low table, brought it to his mouth and took a few swigs.

After a while, Liu Mingzhi casually wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth, rubbed the black dragon robe on his body with a somewhat distracted look, and snorted as if he was self-deprecating.

"The Bourne Supremacy is pervasive."

"Master, what do you mean, Master, that Emperor Ruizong knew about the matter between you and Mrs. Wanyan early on?"

"You should already know."

"Master, what do you mean you should already know?"

"Haha, my father, the old man, never mentioned the things between me and Wanyan to the young master until the moment Daxing passed away.

Therefore, Master, I am only guessing."

"Young Master, maybe you have made things too complicated, or maybe Ruizhong doesn't know what happened between you and Mrs. Wanyan.

Otherwise, how could he allow the relationship between you and Young Madam Wanyuan to continue."

Liu Mingzhi took a long puff of dry smoke, and then slowly exhaled the light smoke from his mouth out of the carriage.

"Because at that time the young master was loyal.

Loyal loyalty.

It is precisely because of my loyalty as a young master that my father and the emperor deliberately turned a blind eye to the feelings between me and Wanyan.

It is precisely because of this that the young master can definitely say that his father, the emperor, has truly served the world for the common good.

Liu Song, you are also a martial arts practitioner. You should understand what it means to be an innate master, right?

The old man has great wealth and magical powers, but the only innate masters among Liu Ye's disciples are the four elders Tiandi Xuanhuang and others.

However, the Li family, based on the imperial court's six hundred years of history, controls one shadow master, four Dharma kings, twelve shadow protectors and twelve innate masters.

And countless master spy agents.

There are four innate masters of Spy, compared to at least twelve innate masters of Spy.

Which one is stronger or weaker between the two, you should know without me having to say more."

"Then, then, if Ruizong really knew about the matter between you and Mrs. Wanyan, why did he pretend to turn a blind eye?"

Liu Mingzhi blew out the smoke in his mouth and sighed with a complicated expression.

"Well, if he saw it, the world would really be in chaos.

Liu in the south of the Yangtze River, cloud in the northwest, white in the east sea, Zhang in the north of Mobei, plus the five golden kings of the Admiral of the Kingdom of Jin.

The innate masters attached to the young master are no longer weaker than those of the Li family.

I can't see the old man, Father, and I feel more helpless.

I, Liu Mingzhi, am just a playboy from the Liu family in the south of the Yangtze River, but I am not a big deal, but there are huge forces that are inextricably involved with me, Liu Mingzhi.

If the father and the emperor give it a try, given the prestige of the Li family, he actually has a pretty good chance of winning.

pity.

The four words "the world is for the public"!

My father, the emperor, cannot afford to bet on the fate of a devastated life and a desolate family!

Therefore, my father and I can only choose to gamble and do our best to gamble.

I bet on whether Liu Mingzhi is a loyal and kind person.

It's a pity that my father seemed to have made a wrong bet and lost the bet.

Liu Mingzhi, after all, let his old man down.

After all, he let his old man down."


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