In Canglong Palace, Liang Jixiong adjusted his aura, dressed neatly, and prepared to go to Yinggeyuan.
Taibu's old man is nowhere to be found, so Jinghan cannot be left alone to guard the empty room every night.
Liang Jixiong had just gone out when he suddenly heard someone calling softly from behind: "Second brother, where are you going?"
Liang Jixiong turned around and saw a strong man with a beard standing behind him.
After looking at it for a moment, Liang Jixiong saw through Xu Zhiqiong's disguise technique.
"Zhiqiong, why are you back? I'm worried that these days are not peaceful, so I'm planning to go to the palace to have a look."
Xu Zhiqiong whispered: "That's what I'm talking about. Let's go in and discuss it in detail."
Liang Jixiong glanced into the distance, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Okay."
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After entering the Canglong Palace, Liang Jixiong frowned when he told him that the Nufu Cult wanted to kidnap the emperor.
"What you are worried about is very true. The Nufu Sect must still have a back-up, and the palace is not safe. I will take the emperor to Canglong Palace tonight."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and was about to leave.
Liang Jixiong was still a little worried: "You have Painter Li and Dr. Han following you, so there shouldn't be any mistakes."
"Second brother, don't worry, I'm measured."
Liang Jixiong said: "If Commander Zhong can still fight, this battle will be worry-free."
Although Commander Zhong cannot fight, he can still contribute.
Late at night, Xu Zhiqiong and Xia Hu got into the Imperial City Department, entered the bedroom, and quietly woke up Zhong Shen.
Zhong Shen was startled and opened her eyes.
Xu Zhiqiong lowered his voice and said: "Commander, don't make any noise, don't wake up Miss Pan."
Pan Shuihan was sleeping next to Zhong Shen. She was exhausted these days and she slept very soundly.
Zhong Shen's lips moved and she looked at Xu Zhiqiong in surprise.
Looking at each other for a moment, Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said: "It turns out that the commander can't speak. This matter is much easier to handle. Commander, we are going to fight a war here. I want to get some weapons from you. You should
You won’t refuse, right?”
Zhong Shen said nothing.
Xu Zhiqiong nodded: "I knew the commander would definitely agree. I know you usually hide all the good things in the warehouse in the backyard, but there are too many agencies in the backyard. I wanted to take Miss Pan with me, but I was afraid of hurting her.
"
Zhong Shen's eyes were so wide that she almost breathed fire.
Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Commander, don't worry, I won't take Miss Pan with me, I will take you."
Zhong Shen didn't say anything, and Xu Zhiqiong took it as if he had agreed.
He quietly picked up Zhong Shen and went to the backyard. Zhong Shen was injured. If he was seriously injured again, he would have to lose his life. Along the way, he pointed and carefully let Xu Zhiqiong avoid various traps.
Entering the warehouse, Xia Hu's eyes lit up.
She had the talent of the Mo family and soon fell in love with several weapons.
"This one uses fire, this one uses oil, what does this one use..."
Zhong Shen knew that Xu Zhiqiong was doing serious things, and he taught Xia Hu how to use these weapons.
The more Xia Hu used it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but ask: "Sir, I am very good at using this weapon. Can you discuss it with the commander and give it to us..."
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said: "You girl, you are so ignorant. You still want to discuss such a precious weapon? Do you even need to discuss it? The commander must have agreed."
Zhong Shen glared at Xu Zhiqiong, but he really agreed to this matter.
He knew that Xu Zhiqiong was used to teasing, and he also knew that this matter was more than just a joke.
Xu Zhiqiong sent Zhong Shen back to the room, put him back on the bed, said goodbye, and was about to leave when Zhong Shen suddenly grabbed Xu Zhiqiong's arm.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Zhong Shen and said with a smile: "I am going to avenge you. I want to kill the person who hurt you. This little guy also wants to kidnap the emperor and kill him. It is also our Imperial City Department."
duty."
Zhong Shen's eyes were slightly red.
He hated Long Xiulian, but he was more worried about Xu Zhiqiong.
It is Zhong Shen’s consistent principle to take care of the living and not the dead.
He felt that he was no different from a dead person. If it was just for revenge, he would never let Xu Zhiqiong risk his life.
Speaking of the duty of the Imperial City Secretary, it is indeed his duty, but Zhiqiong cannot defeat him!
Zhong Shen kept holding Xu Zhiqiong's wrist tightly. Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "Commander, wait until I clean up the bird boy, then I will find a panacea for you. When your body and bones are well, we can recite poems and compose poems together."
, reciting good poems is better than having red lips!"
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He Fang sat in Chu Xin's tent, waiting for Chu Xin's decision.
Chu Xin's injuries were mostly healed, and even though he had to go into battle reluctantly, he could hold on even though he gritted his teeth.
But after staring at the battle reports from various places for a long time, Chu Xin decided to go to the Gu clan's front line.
This operation puzzled He Fang: "General Chu, the northern border is our own land."
Chu Xin shook his head and said: "If the land conquered by Yu Xianguo is lost, the southern border of Daxuan will be even more dangerous. There is someone in the Gu tribe who knows how to fight. If he gets the first chance and drives all the way in, he can destroy Yu Xianguo.
Daxuan took several states and counties into his hands."
"But there was no movement from the Gu tribe."
"Tunu didn't move either, but I could smell the blood on the knife edge." Chu Xin turned over the battle report again, "In my opinion, the two sides are going to fight.
I have to fight the Gu clan's battle. Ji Qi's side has a high city and a deep pool, so he should still be able to defend it, but the territory in the north is too big. It would be great if someone could help him."
He Fang thought for a long time and said: "Since General Chu has made up his mind, I will immediately send General Chu to the front line. As for the northern border, I will report to Your Majesty and ask good generals to support General Ji Qi."
Chu Xin went to the Gu clan's front line, and He Fang told Emperor Changle the news.
Emperor Changle could not think of anyone who could support Ji Qi.
"Ji Qi has an aloof temperament. If an ordinary person is asked to go, he will not pay attention at all. Second brother, why don't you go in person."
Liang Jixiong frowned and said, "Don't be ridiculous. War doesn't happen overnight. I don't believe that Gongsun Wen can defeat Ji Qi in one battle. Let's deal with the matters in the capital first."
"Painter Li and Dr. Han are both in the capital, and Zhi Qiong is also there. What's there to be afraid of?"
Liang Jixiong shook his head and said: "It's hard to figure out the thoughts of the Nufu Sect. I feel uneasy. I always feel that things in the capital are not that simple."
The imperial court did not send any generals to the north. He Fang was very anxious and told Li Shabai what had happened.
Li Shabai sighed: "It's useless to be anxious. I've been to the northern border several times and I know a little about Ji Qi's temperament. The emperor is right. He won't take ordinary generals seriously at all.
But now there is no more prestigious general in the court."
After thinking about it, Li Shabai told Xu Zhiqiong what happened.
Ji Qi guarded three provinces by himself, with Tu Nu outside and Gongsun Wen inside, which was really too much.
Xu Zhiqiong discussed with Liang Zhenjie: "If you go to the north and don't let Ji Qi know about it, can you help him?"
"I can help, it just takes some effort." Liang Zhenjie answered with certainty.
"Then I'll trouble Li Changshi and send Brother Liang to the north."
Li Muliang was reluctant: "Shang Feng, if it weren't for Brother Liang, our next battle would not be easy."
Liang Zhenjie shook his head and said: "I have taught you everything I need to teach you. When the war begins, there will not be many people who can help you.
I heard from the soul seducer that this third-grade judge named Long has the means of dividing souls and combining souls. I am afraid that my immortal soul will not be able to survive even one round in his hands.
I will go to the north to fight, Confucianism, the northern border, maybe I can think of some things."
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In the Tomb Zaifu, Long Xiulian gently opened a wooden box.
He only opened it a crack, and an overwhelming pressure rushed towards them. The two judges standing outside the hall couldn't help but tremble.
These two judges did not know what happened in the hall, let alone what Long Xiulian was holding.
But they can feel fear, bone-deep fear.
Long Xiulian closed the lid of the box, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Du Yanjun opposite.
"It's done well, it's like doing business."
Du Yanjun whispered: "To be honest, Long Zhongzai, I risked my life for this business."
Long Xiulian smiled and said: "How can I still treat you badly? I promised you 20,000 merit points at the beginning, right?"
Du Yanjun nodded: "I hope Long Zhongzai won't break his promise."
Long Xiulian said: "Of course I will not break my promise. I will reward you with an additional ten thousand or thirty thousand meritorious service, just for your courage!"
Du Yanjun quickly thanked him: "Thank you Mr. Zhongzai for the reward."
He knew that Long Xiulian didn't like to say polite words, so he pointed out his merits in person and left quickly.
Returning to Yama Luo Hall, he was still in shock. After dealing with Long Xiulian, Du Yanjun always felt like there was a knife on his neck.
Sitting quietly for a while in the garden of the ninth-floor Yama Hall, Du Yanjun gradually calmed down.
The ninth floor is the most secret place in the Yama Palace. It is a warm and bright garden that seems incompatible with the dark and cold underworld.
A burst of darkness suddenly hit the garden, swallowing up the surrounding light and flowers.
Du Yanjun was not nervous, he knew who was coming.
He bowed down, lowered his head, and bowed deeply to the visitor.
A man walked out of the darkness, with a slender figure, gray complexion, sunken eye sockets, and thick beard and hair.
He stood in front of Du Yanjun, silently.
Du Yanjun took out a cloth bag from his arms.
This cloth bag seems to be only the size of a palm, but it contains a full 30,000 golden beans.
He presented the 30,000 merit coins to the man opposite.
This man is the Ghost Emperor of Middle-earth—Jiao Liewei.
Jiao Liewei picked up the cloth bag, divided the meritorious service into three parts, and left one part to Du Yanjun.
"Chunze, I will have to trouble you with everything from now on."
Du Chunze quickly saluted: "The emperor's words are true, and my subordinates are willing to follow the example of dogs and horses."