There are white marble pillars standing at the four corners of the splendid room, and the surrounding walls are all carved with white jade bricks.
Ning Yongnian suddenly stood up from behind the huge desk, and his long sleeves accidentally knocked down a pile of memorials.
"What?!"
He looked in disbelief at Li Huaizhong, who was standing in front of the table with his head bowed, and his tone was extremely shocked.
"Can you say that again!"
"emperor......"
Li Huaizhong quietly wiped his cold sweat and replied tremblingly: "Old, I will never dare to talk nonsense."
"Wei Changtian did kill Chang Shuan with one move..."
"Sixth grade kills second grade with one move?"
Ning Yongnian stared angrily: "Do you really think I'm a fool?!"
"Plop!"
Li Huaizhong showed no trace of the demeanor of a second-grade master, so he knelt down and fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty! I can't believe it, but this is what I saw with my own eyes!"
"Master Wei Zhaohai and Master Liang Zhenliang were also present at the time. The Emperor will know as soon as he asks!"
"..."
Looking at Li Huaizhong with his forehead firmly pressed against the ground, Ning Yongnian was stunned for a long time before slowly regaining his breath.
He slowly sat back on the chair. After the shock subsided, what was left was worry and confusion.
"Come to them? How should I explain to them how I knew about this?"
Glancing at Li Huaizhong, Ning Yongnian shook his head and asked:
"Then what? What happened after Chang Shuan died?"
"Then they started fighting at the top of Yanyun Mountain..."
Li Huaizhong raised his head, but still did not dare to get up. He knelt down and explained what happened next in detail.
The more Ning Yongnian listened, the more his brows furrowed.
Because this is really incredible.
No matter it is Xiao Feng who can mobilize five second-grade masters.
It's still Wei Changtian's scabbard that can hide thirty long swords.
Or maybe the earth-shattering exchange between the two...
Everything was beyond the understanding of the Daning Emperor.
"So...the five second-grade ones are all dead?"
"Yes, they are all dead."
Li Huaizhong answered truthfully: "After Qin Zhengqiu killed Wu Tianqing, the situation became irreversible. However, the remaining three masters of the opponent did not escape, and they all died in the battle on the top of Yanyun Mountain."
"Five second-grade..."
Ning Yongnian seemed a little distressed and asked in a deep voice: "Where are the people on Wei Changtian's side? Are there any casualties?"
"They all suffered some injuries. I don't know whether they are serious or not..."
Li Huaizhong shook his head: "But it is true that no one died."
"..."
Sandalwood curled up, and this time Ning Yongnian was silent for a long time without asking any more questions.
Or maybe I don’t know where to start asking.
However, as a king of a country, the ability to think calmly seems to be innate.
This matter involved a lot, and he had to understand it.
One of the two "parties" has died, and now the only one who can explain everything clearly is Wei Changtian.
It's Wei Changtian again.
Less than three months have passed since Liu Yuanshan's death, and Ning Yuke's case has not yet been found out. The only son of the Wei family has done something like this again...
Ning Yongnian wished he could immediately send people to capture Wei Changtian and torture him severely.
But due to the power of the Wei family, and even Wei Changtian's own power, this method is bound to be impossible to succeed...
"Old Li, get up."
His face regained his composure, Ning Yongnian personally arranged the memorials on the table and said softly:
"Let Long Que come to see me."
"..."
Not long after, a woman covered in black veil appeared in front of Ning Yongnian.
"emperor."
"Um."
Ning Yong didn't even raise his head, and said casually while reviewing the memorial:
"You have to go to Shuzhou again."
"But you have to go alone this time, and I'm afraid it will take a long time."
"..."
...
Shuzhou, Wei Zhai.
Just when Ning Yongnian began to plan a huge conspiracy against Wei Changtian, the small courtyard was quite lively.
Wei Changtian went to release flying lanterns with Yang Liushi and Liang Qin in the afternoon, and took Achun with him by the way.
Others stayed at home to prepare dinner.
Today is the eighth day of December, and logically every household should drink Laba porridge.
However, Wei Changtian was creative and proposed to eat hot pot.
He was the "head of the family", so of course others did not dare to have objections, so Yuan'er, Li Suyue, and several cooks at home were busy all afternoon.
"Ms. sir, please light up the charcoal quickly. I think I will be back soon."
Putting a plate of mutton on the table, Li Suyue said with a smile: "There are also cakes in the oven. Go and turn them over. I'm too busy to get away."
"Okay, got it."
Zhang San, who was playing with the copper pot, was very obedient and hurriedly turned around and left the house. As a result, he almost bumped into Yuan'er who came in from outside.
"Yeah! Brother Zhang San, please slow down."
Yuan'er pouted her little mouth and was a little dissatisfied, while Zhang San quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now."
"You, clumsy person, go quickly."
Li Suyue came over to smooth things over, pushed Zhang San out of the house, and pulled Yuan'er in.
"Yuan'er, please help me see if I have enough food as the master ordered me to eat?"
"Um......"
Looking at the porcelain dishes that almost filled the table, Yuan'er counted them one by one.
"Mutton, beef, duck intestines, cabbage...eh? I remember there were fifteen kinds, why is one missing?"
"Um?"
Li Suyue was stunned, and stood in front of the table with Yuan'er and began to recall what was missing.
The two women thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember it. Zhang San, the "human-shaped card recorder", reminded him outside the house:
"Tofu, there is still one more tofu left!"
"Yes!"
Li Suyue and Yuan'er's eyes lit up.
Why did I forget this?
My favorite is tofu!
...
Just as night fell, Wei Changtian and others came back.
Yang Liushi and Liang Qin both looked extremely happy, and Ah Chun was equally excited, holding a candy man bigger than her face in her hand.
Wei Changtian was the only one who lacked interest, as if he had suffered a lot.
To be honest, going shopping with a woman is more tiring than fighting.
After hurriedly washing their hands under Yuan'er's service, a group of people immediately went to the table to eat hot pot.
Hot pot is not a rare thing in ancient times, it is actually quite common.
Of course, it is definitely still different from the previous life, but after Wei Changtian's several "improvements", it is not much different.
"GuluGulu~"
The copper basin is steaming, and the fresh meat and vegetables will be quickly fished out by Yang Liushi and Liang Qin after being put into the pot, and thoughtfully delivered to Wei Changtian's bowl.
Others did not get this "good job", so they could only chat and eat their own food. The small room was filled with steam and laughter.
The twelfth lunar month in the cold winter is the best time to eat hot pot.
It would be even better if it snowed a little more.
The bright moon hangs high outside the house, and the lively and harmonious scene in Wei's house is now taking place in every household in Shuzhou City.
After all, today is Laba Festival. Even if your family is poor and cannot afford hot pot, a bowl of hot Laba porridge with a few plates of pickles is still affordable.
There were not many people on the deserted street. They were either people returning home in a hurry or poor homeless people.
In such an environment, a young woman seemed a bit abrupt.
The woman was wearing an ordinary cotton robe, carrying a package on her back, and her cheeks were red from the cold.
She is very good-looking. If there weren't so few people around her now, she would have been teased by some market thugs.
But that's not necessarily the case, after all, the long knife she holds in her arms looks quite extraordinary.
She should be a heroine who travels around the world.