The court meeting, which had been filled with joy for several days, suddenly turned pale when Cui Wenjing arrived and said a few words.
Not only is Cui Wenjing himself extremely influential in the court, he also played an extremely important role in the establishment of the New Han Dynasty and the implementation of the New Deal. His attitude must be appeased, otherwise it will inevitably chill the world. It is also because... the missing Cui Yuanyang is the son of King Zhao.
wife.
They have known each other since Zhao Changhe left Beimang, and they traveled thousands of miles to escort him back home. The story spread for a while. Although Zhao Changhe was a soldier and Cui Yuanyang was young, the time they got together was always very short, but it was really since they were minors.
Her heart had been attached to him since she was a girl, and she couldn't imagine how Zhao Changhe would break up when he heard the news about Cui Yuanyang's disappearance.
Xia Chichi must show the utmost importance, otherwise it would be too ugly to be seen as jealous and regardless of Cui Yuanyang's life and death just for the sake of competition.
She immediately dismissed the court and had a private discussion with Cui Wenjing and Tang Wanzhuang.
"Chang He has said before that the Qinghe Langya and the Four Swords of Mountains and Rivers were created by the ancient demon god Piaomiao. She is the manifestation of the Qi of mountains and rivers, and can be roughly regarded as the spirit of this human world. The Qi of mountains and rivers is misty, hence the name Piaomiao.
Xia Chichi looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Yangyang inherited the Qinghe Sword. If it is said that he was invaded by the sword spirit, it is understandable, but it is misty..."
Cui Wenjing said: "I am also thinking about this problem myself. It may be that Yangyang's practice is insufficient, so that the soul and the sword spirit are mixed together. After all, there are both Piaomiao and Yangyang's names, so it should belong to two people, and if
It was Piaomiao who took away Yangyang. That Yangyang is dead and will be removed from the list."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "This is the manifestation of the way of heaven. Since Yang Yang's name is still on the list, at least the worst case has not happened yet. Please rest assured, Marquis Ji, we will definitely make this matter a top priority. I have just said
Instruct people to fly to Mobei as quickly as possible to deliver the message and inform Changhe."
The three of them discussed for a while and it was clear that there was a lack of information, but they couldn't get the point. Xia Chichi looked through the Four Symbol Sect's classics and didn't mention Piaomiao. Tang Wanzhuang could memorize almost all the royal collection classics, and his income was no better than Xia's.
After much delay, in the end we couldn't make any judgments, we could only comfort each other.
Xia Chichi said: "I have clues about the two so-called similar demon gods... one is most likely Jiuyou."
Cui Wenjing frowned tightly: "The second demon god...Ye Jiuyou?"
"Yeah. I have records of the Four Symbols in the classics, and they match up with Huangshang. Demon gods such as Huangshang and Annihilation Yinkui should be the direct subordinates of Jiuyou, or the ones who were subdued by Jiuyou in the end of the world.
, their attributes are very similar. As for the other one, I'm not sure yet. I personally estimate that it might be Ye Di..."
Cui Wenjing twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling a little bit like her son wanted to explode.
It's a fool's errand, it's the ancient demon god who is already in trouble, or the second demon god, plus the Night Emperor, there's a high probability that it's the "unknown existence", the demon god is the first,
That is to say, the strongest in heaven and on earth, first and second, two.
What about beating your mother?
Is this very different from being an enemy of heaven?
I just dote on my daughter, even if I dote on her a little too much, why would you punish me like this?
Cui Wenjing has been running rampant in the world for so many years. Even if he was seriously injured at that time, he never felt as powerless as he does now. His opponent was a bit too outrageous. Who in this world can solve it?
He was powerless, and Xia Chichi was equally worried. If it was really Ye Emperor, then their Four Symbol Sect would be in big trouble. It was no longer just Yangyang's problem.
Tang Wanzhuang asked on the side: "Does the Marquis of Ji know where Yang Yang has gone?"
"The direction is west. I can't hear their conversation, so I can't know where it is."
Xia Chichi said decisively: "Your Majesty is already on the road with his troops. When the army returns, we will form more elite troops and attack Guanlong."
This means that "Xiangxi" is simply treated as if he went to Chang'an. Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is always right to directly destroy Guanlong.
Tang Wanzhuang hesitated to speak, but Cui Wenjing came back to his senses and shook his head with a wry smile: "The army has just returned from the expedition, and the soldiers and civilians must be allowed to rest due to emotions and reasons. Previously, food and grass were plundered from all over the world, and they can no longer be used. Such a brutal military force,
It is not good for the country, Cui does not want Yang Yang to be reviled by the world."
Tang Wanzhuang also said: "This demon god's matter is not the world's matter. Even if Chang'an is destroyed, it will not help. Especially Jiuyou or...Ye Di, who is different from Changshengtian who require faith in Qi.
Chang'an has no influence on them."
Xia Chichi pursed her lips and muttered: "Are we just waiting for Chang He to come back... I'm afraid he will scold me. He has been in the desert and has been through life and death. Something went wrong behind us, but we didn't even have any remedial measures, so we had to wait for him.
return……"
"It's not His Majesty's fault." Cui Wenjing was very calm: "Cui is here not to force Your Majesty to do anything, but to inform Your Majesty of the situation, make preparations as much as possible, and send more people to investigate.
That’s the news. After all, we are powerless to deal with the devil’s affairs. I just pointed to my son-in-law for help. What’s wrong? Should he care about his own wife?”
In front of the son-in-law's other two wives, these words made the two women blush with embarrassment. The three of them looked at each other for a while, as if they realized their relationship. Cui Wenjing coughed twice and stood up: "I've been here recently.
If he stays in the capital, we will wait until he comes back to discuss it."
After saying goodbye, he left.
Xia Chichi and Tang Wanzhuang looked at each other for a long time, and they could see the anger in each other's eyes. Cui Wenjing obviously hesitated to say the last words. With the look of the vixen looking at his daughter, he could tell that he was waiting in the capital.
Zhao Changhe came back just to remind him that his father-in-law is here and don't linger with your emperor and prime minister and forget about my daughter.
Xia Chichi muttered: "I thought I could be stable with him for two years... The prince would have one... Who would have thought..."
"Cui Wenjing is getting old, especially after the last serious injury, and his mood is indeed not as good as before." Tang Wanzhuang made an unfounded comment and did not discuss the topic with Xia Chichi. In fact, she was sighing in her heart.
In the past few years of Chang He... everyone said that he cultivated quickly, but he had always been like this, non-stop, and all the time for enjoyment and rest were so luxurious. Looking back now, when he could rest, he was almost always recuperating from his injuries.
But she forgot that she was about the same, so she didn't mention it before, and her injuries from the Battle of Yanmen haven't healed yet.
After discussing some more internal affairs with Xia Chichi, Tang Wanzhuang dragged her tired steps back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her heart full of worries. She made hot tea and waited for her to come back. Upon seeing this, she hurriedly greeted her and helped her.
He took off her cloak and said, "Why did I look so happy two days ago and smiling, but today I look sad again."
Tang Wanzhuang pinched her cheek: "It's nothing."
You secretly thought in your heart that your expectations for this man this time might be in vain... Fortunately, he kissed you on the mouth last time, which made you feel a lot more at ease, otherwise you wouldn't know how disappointed you would be now.
Baoqin handed over a pill: "Today's pill...why does your injury heal so slowly?"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "How long has it been? The previous injury could not be healed in several years. This time it is much better. Your Majesty's Qinglong Art also has the Rejuvenation Technique. With your help, there is only some damage left."
It’s nothing more than complete, I couldn’t even imagine it before…”
"We all have the Rejuvenation Technique, so why is it so effective when he uses it? His cultivation at that time was not as high as your Majesty's now, and his understanding of the Rejuvenation Technique may not be as good as your Majesty's now."
Tang Wanzhuang was drinking tea, her eyes drifting to the wall: "He knows how to practice dual cultivation. How can Your Majesty and I cultivate?"
"Oh~ I, Prime Minister, a veteran of the two dynasties, must practice practice at home..." From the wall came a very familiar voice from the master and the servant, teasing: "It turns out that the pure and pure Tang Dynasty chief minister only talks about this kind of topic at home with his maids.
ah……"
Tang Wanzhuang was not surprised but overjoyed: "You're back? So soon! Then he, he..."
"He hasn't come back, he's recovering from his injuries~" Huangfu Qing dragged out the word "recuperate" in a long tone. In conjunction with the conversation between the master and the servant just now, it was obvious how the injury was recovered.
Tang Wanzhuang's expression was obviously a little disappointed. What she thought was a surprise that her backbone was back turned into a stupid bird with a hateful face.
The channels between the two parties were not matched. Huangfuqing thought she really wanted a man. He felt even happier when he saw her like that: "Are you itchy? You want a man to heal your wounds..."
Tang Wanzhuang rolled her eyes and continued drinking tea, not bothering to pay attention to her. She could just ignore such a trivial matter.
Baoqin seamlessly connected: "Then why did the Queen Mother come back? Is it because others don't like you and we are recovering together?"
"You..." Huangfu Qing, who clearly had the advantage, was so choked up by these words that he almost exploded.
After stroking for a long time, he prepared a smiling face, jumped off the wall and said with a smile: "I and he have been close to each other since we left the fortress and started to sleep together. We hugged each other to keep warm in the military tent, and lingered in the temple. We still need to be with each other.
Others are fighting for these two or three days?"
Bao Qin felt so sad in his heart that he could only pretend to be handing tea to a guest and offered the tea: "We have misunderstood the appearance of the army under the command of His Holiness. It turns out that it is just as chaotic as the harem..."
"
"..." Huangfu Qing pretended not to hear, and sat on the chair opposite Tang Wanzhuang. He stretched out his hand to take the tea, and elegantly brushed the tea foam with the lid of the cup: "Speaking of which, he will definitely close this girl's house.
, then I feel at ease accepting this tea."
Baoqin was stunned for a moment and did not continue, and then Huangfu took a sip of tea comfortably and said leisurely: "After all, he and I are already at the top of Langjuxu Mountain. In front of thousands of people, the elders are in the hall, worshiping heaven and earth. Your family
From now on, young lady, you will always call me sister, let alone a maid."
From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that Tang Wanzhuang paused while drinking tea, as if the tea was stuck in her throat, and she was holding it in and refusing to cough it out. Her pretty face was so cute that she was so red from holding it in.
Huangfu Qing felt so happy that no other feeling of being sealed with a wolf could compare to this moment.
We have been fighting each other for sixteen years. Do you know how we have spent these sixteen years?
A discordant voice came from my ears: "So that's it, why should we take it seriously... In fact, the Queen Mother's usual outfit would have the same effect as him bending down anywhere... Could it be that she was on Langjuxu Mountain?
How dare you openly say that you are worshiping? Why don’t you just make yourself comfortable..."
Huangfu couldn't bear it anymore and sealed Baoqin's mute point.
I hugged the piano, Aba, Aba, twice, but I still felt unfinished, so I hummed and drank tea.
"Ahem." Tang Wanzhuang finally coughed out and said sternly: "Hold the harp, your honor has fought for the country and made great contributions, so you must respect it."
Hold the piano and drink tea.
Huangfuqing looked at Tang Wanzhuang and asked, "Why did you hit Feng Yin and get hurt now? Can you do it now?"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "It's okay... did you say when he will come back?"
"I'm not sure. That damn turtle is so weird now that I'm afraid he's been squeezed dry." Huangfuqing snorted twice: "Looking at you like this, you have something to discuss with him again... Who cares about him?
Now that everything is settled, why is Long still bothering him? If he wants to rest, let him rest, and don't always put everything on him. Just like your injury..."
She looked up and down at Tang Wanzhuang again, then suddenly smiled seductively and moved forward to kiss Tang Wanzhuang's lips.
Tang Wanzhuang didn't expect that this guy would be so evil now. She jumped back like an electric shock: "You..."
"Oh, it just gives you a sense of participation." Huangfuqing licked his lips: "What, are there any remnants of him?"
Tang Wanzhuang couldn't laugh or cry, but she had to admit that it seemed to have some effect. Of course, it was not his residue, but an extremely strong vitality in Huangfu Qing's body, which was exactly the part of Xia Chichi's green dragon power that could not be covered.
Afterwards, as the contact just now penetrated into the body, and the elixir he had just knocked nourished the dark wounds in his body, in just an instant, the injury improved a lot.
This is Suzaku's current power of life and death...so majestic, it seems that death can lead to nirvana and rebirth.
I don’t know if Huangfu Qing intended to show off her current strength, or because he had been with Tang Wanzhuang for so many years, but after seeing her injured, the first thing he did without even saying a word was to help Tang Wanzhuang heal his injuries, but the method was a bit awkward.
So what... Baoqin's eyes widened when he saw it, and he was at a loss.
"How are you, little beauty?" Huangfuqing reached out to pick Tang Wanzhuang's chin: "As long as you call me sister, I will help you heal your injury immediately, so that you will not always be sick in front of others, just once or twice.
, men will be annoyed if this happens."
Tang Wanzhuang jumped back: "I don't want it."
"Eh? You're not rewarded for your kindness!" Huangfu Qing left his seat and chased after him: "You have to take it even if you don't want it."
Baoqin understood. He couldn't see that the young lady was injured. He clearly didn't want the young lady to have an excuse to heal her wounds and dominate the man, so he wanted to cure her in advance...
It’s really dumbfounding to hold a piano. If everyone’s backyard was fought like this, all the men in the world would be laughing their heads off.
My uncle is so lucky, um, I still have such a good Bao Qin thinking about him.
The two old women were playing around like young girls there. The old lady today was really no match for the majestic Huangfu Marshal. After a few moments, she was pressed against the pillar and struggled left and right. Holding the piano and trying to save the young lady, her waist suddenly shook.
Tight, it has fallen into the man's arms.
A familiar breath whispered in my ears: "Don't disturb me, it's so beautiful..."
Baoqin struggled subconsciously at first, and when he felt the familiar breath and voice, he instantly softened, and his heart was filled with pounding shame and joy.
Then the man's hand gently brushed over the acupuncture points, holding Qinya's acupuncture point for instant relief. He felt numb for a while, and leaned softly into the man's arms, saying nonchalantly: "Uncle, when did you come back..."
"That's when Qing'er suddenly made a surprise kiss and kissed her." Zhao Changhe happily hugged Bao Qin and hid behind the corner pillar: "I was originally afraid that Qing'er would come back and embarrass the evening makeup, and the evening makeup wouldn't be able to come off... So that's how it turned out.
Embarrassing, you can use a little more..."
Holding the piano and weighing her feet, she quietly listened to her ears and blew a gust of fragrant wind: "Then uncle, do you want to... take advantage of the master's lack of time to steal her maid?"