There was really no need to clean up. It didn't take long for the emperor and the prime minister to be piled up.
Perhaps it was their cause and effect that they each refilled each other's cups... But in fact, Zhao Changhe did not do it for ridiculous reasons. If Xia Chichi hadn't been too emotional and took the initiative to ask for it, Zhao Changhe originally just wanted to accompany him purely.
Xia Chichi was right before, because it would be unfair to others if Yangyang was always frowning and not thinking about food and drinks. On the contrary, because Yangyang had an accident, he remembered that he had spent too little time with others, so he reminded her even more that she had to spend more time with them.
Stay with the people around you and don't wait until something happens to regret it.
No matter how much time you spend with me, it will only be three days, and it’s because you have already spent one and a half days practicing.
Xia Chichi was sour-mouthed, but actually she wasn't jealous of Tang Wanzhuang. She stood with her head propped up and looked at Tang Wanzhuang's shy way of catering, and thought it was really beautiful.
Even Huangfu Qing felt that this apprentice was now closer to Tang Wanzhuang than he was to him. The two of them cooperated too much due to work reasons, and they were all for the sake of public interest. Naturally, the monarch and his ministers get along with each other like a fish in water. Even if they have different opinions on certain matters, there will be differences.
Controversial, but the two of them know better than anyone else in the world how much effort the other has put into it.
Well...if there is anything that the monarch and his ministers don't agree with, it is that the prime minister only gives the emperor face in front of outsiders, but in private he never bullies the emperor and shows no respect at all.
The king who can make Tang Wanzhuang let go of all the bottom lines to cater to the serving king is their husband.
Just like now, she can really do whatever she is asked to do. Some positions seem particularly shameful. She bites her lower lip and tilts her head, but still endures it meekly. The look on her face makes Xia Chichi feel a little jealous of her husband.
, you can completely imagine how much Zhao Changhe likes it.
"Hey, actually you like the way she works hard in daily life and serves gently when she is free. You should have been the emperor in the first place, so you could see her like this every day. Oh... I understand, do you think it will be okay if you act like this every day?
So it’s interesting, it’s just good to experience it once in a while, right?”
"What are you thinking about? No matter how much I like it, I can't joke about the country's status."
It was confirmed that this guy really liked this feeling, so Tang Wanzhuang felt even more ashamed and closed her eyes tightly.
Xia Chichi watched it very happily. Maybe the only person who could still be ashamed of an old married couple after such a long time was Tang Wanzhuang.
We are all old women, so why is this one so cute? Maybe it’s because we all like to wear white.
…………
"How do you plan to go to Kunlun this time?"
It was ridiculous during the day and at night, when it got dark, the three of them got up and sat down on the imperial desk to discuss matters.
Zhao Changhe sat on the dragon chair naturally, and Tang Wanzhuang stood beside him and asked him in a low voice, her pretty face still flushed.
Xia Chichi sat across from him with his chin on his head, staring at the two of them. It was over now. Since he realized that Zhao Changhe liked that feeling, he also realized that even serious daily work would become a part of his heart.
, then there will be nothing serious anymore.
This kid didn't even realize that his dragon chair was being sat on. Just look at this...
Fortunately, the person involved did not have such a boring question in mind. Zhao Changhe leaned back in his chair and pondered for a long time, and whispered: "According to the agreement between Ye Jiuyou and me, I can only go to see her alone."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "If we find the place by ourselves, how many people should we ask for to go?"
"She can really make rules." Zhao Changhe sighed: "She has the ability to chaos space. As long as she doesn't want us to go in, even if we find her, she can move at any time and hide and seek with us to the end of the world. Yang Yang can't afford to wait.
.”
Tang Wanzhuang frowned slightly and thought for a while, then whispered: "Is it possible to set up an ambush outside, and you enter the space alone and leave a mark. Once we feel that the situation is not good, we will rush in immediately?"
"The idea is okay, but I need to make sure that she won't find out... Actually, I think it's impossible to hide it. The third level of Yujing ability is too mysterious. Even if Ye Jiuyou is not as unfathomable as Ye Wuming, he can't be deceived at will.
"
"But our people can be here openly and openly." Tang Wanzhuang said: "Because we have the matter of the ancient white tiger to deal with... Kunlun is in the west, and common sense believes that the ancient white tiger is also in the Kunlun area. Then we are going to find it.
Bai Hu’s, what does it have to do with her? Doesn’t it mean that just because she is here, we are not allowed to look for Bai Hu?”
"You can give it a try, but I'm afraid she won't tell us this truth..." Zhao Changhe thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Is there anything new in the Sword Emperor's Tomb in Gusu?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "This is the most important mission of Buqi stationed in Gusu. He has been keeping an eye on it, and nothing has happened. It is very quiet. Now everyone within dozens of miles around Huqiu has evacuated, and it has become a no man's land.
The Tang family has been doing this all these days."
"Well done." Zhao Changhe murmured to himself: "How strange... There is such a big wave of gods and demons appearing in the world, but the Sword Emperor has been lying down... Judging from the fact that he will be included in the list of demon gods, he will
He wouldn’t have woken up long ago…”
Xia Chichi interrupted: "Blind blind?"
"Oh, it's nothing. They say the sky has no eyes."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "I have also considered the possibility that the Sword Emperor has actually left long ago, but I have never dared to go and check it out. What you mean by asking this is that we do not need to participate in the Kunlun Battle, and we should concentrate our main force on
On the exploration of the Sword Emperor’s Tomb?”
"The matter of the Sword Emperor must be investigated clearly. There is always a factor of instability there, and everyone is uneasy." Zhao Changhe said: "The reason I ask this is because I am thinking about the relationship between the White Tiger and the Sword Emperor. If it is based on
Judging from the clerical conflict between Suzaku and Jiuyou, Baihu and Sword Emperor are also typical cases. The two should be enemies, so I wonder if we can make some articles about it."
Xia Chichi raised his hand: "Although there is no record, the theory is that there must be a conflict between the Night Emperor and the Sword Emperor."
Zhao Changhe said: "I was thinking that after the collapse of the era, the old demon gods basically died violent deaths. Currently, only two people known to have built mausoleums for themselves in advance, one is Qinglong and the other is the Sword Emperor, and both of them are lying peacefully on their own.
In the prepared coffin...is there something wrong with it?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "I have also thought about it. Qinglong's mausoleum is in the human world. Mang Mountain, the hill where the emperor is buried, has also moved its location and changed the location of the human Qi. And the Sword Emperor's mausoleum is obviously a fragment of the heaven.
The secret realm formed... In the past, we had insufficient information and could not judge. Now that we have more information, we can find that there is an obvious problem - the era collapsed, and the collapse of the heaven was understandable. The death of the demon god who was in the heaven at that time was obvious, and the Tomb of the Blue Dragon was obvious.
How did Qinglong die in the human world?"
Xia Chichi said: "90% of the time it was Emperor Ye who killed him. Qinglong failed the bodyguards of Emperor Ye..."
Zhao Changhe whispered: "Being let down or not is the same result. I am sure that as long as they are in the human world, they are all killed by Emperor Ye. The typical example is Piao Miao. But Emperor Ye can kill his own subordinates, but he cannot eradicate Piaomiao.
"
The two women looked at each other, what on earth is this Night Emperor doing...
Zhao Changhe said: "Then the question is, the human world has not collapsed. After the death of Qinglong, he can still have his subordinates to bury him in the mausoleum. It is understandable. The situation in the heaven is different. Who buried the Sword Emperor? Who is this in heaven and earth?
In the midst of a catastrophe, you have too much time to take care of yourself and still have time to help others place their bodies in their graves?"
"Could it be..." Xia Chichi hesitated: "I was seriously injured outside, and I stumbled back to the mausoleum and lay down?"
Zhao Changhe whispered: "No."
"Why?"
"Because I have been to the outside of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum, and there is an extremely strong evil spirit. If you die in a natural disaster, there should not be such a strong evil spirit and resentment left. It is more likely to be a homicide. After death, he was killed by his sword spirit or something like that.
The subordinates were buried back in the grave."
Xia Chichi was startled: "That makes sense."
"In addition, when he built the mausoleum, why did he think that the mausoleum could be preserved? If he had this confidence, why didn't he just hide in the mausoleum and escape the catastrophe? Unless he knew that the catastrophe itself was not targeted at the heavenly space.
It is aimed directly at themselves. As long as they are alive, there is no use hiding anywhere. On the contrary, after death, the tomb will not be attacked, and the other party will not crush people to ashes... As for whether they can be resurrected in the future, it is up to God anyway.
The inheritance has also been left behind..."
Tang Wanzhuang muttered to herself: "If this is the case, then it is not the legendary destruction of the world caused by the death of Heaven, but a man-made, world-destroying eradication of the ancient demon gods. Some of the outstanding people have long realized that, in advance
Prepared."
Why are we talking about this, even the Sword Emperor was killed by Wuming Ye, and he even had a motive. From this, we can also deduce that even the destruction of the world was done by Wuming Ye.
Zhao Changhe scratched his head. Logically, there should be nothing wrong with it, but it just felt like something was wrong... No matter how awesome she was, she wouldn't be responsible for the destruction of the world. She was a supermodel...
Zhao Changhe thought for a while: "In this way, continue to practice the four-image formation, and first practice the simplified version without me. There is no need for any laws of time and space. Even though it is a simplified version, the formation with the four images gathered together can also play a lot of roles."
The terrifying power may be close to the level of the third level of Yujing. When the time comes, we go to Kunlun together, whether we are looking for White Tiger or Jiuyou, we will have some confidence to act separately."
Both women blinked. Zhao Changhe's implication was that the whole army set off, including Xia Chichi.
Tang Wanzhuang hesitated and said: "Then... what about the state affairs?"
Xia Chichi immediately said: "Just treat it as the emperor is in seclusion, or on a tour, or on a personal expedition, and all important matters will be left to the prime minister to handle."
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "You're happy, aren't you? Be careful I usurp your position!"
"Usurr, except for the position of the main palace, you can't usurp anything else."
"Who said you are the official palace? Do you dare to announce it loudly to everyone? Don't think that I am your minister and want to suppress me on this matter. If you don't let me do anything else, there is no way to do this."
Zhao Changhe: "???"
No, why did you suddenly start a quarrel because of this...
Xia Chichi crossed her arms with a smile: "I won't argue with you. He arranged it. Why don't you get angry at me if you go to him?"
Tang Wanzhuang glanced at Zhao Changhe, lowered her head and said nothing.
The look on his face that he would find a way to do it even if his life was in danger made Xia Chichi dumbfounded: "You've always been outspoken and able to remonstrate. Why don't you remonstrate with him? You have no bottom line to listen to him. If he does
What should I do if I make a mistake?"
Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips and sighed: "Because he is right, since the Four Symbols Formation has been practiced, this is how it is used...compared to these demonic affairs that can easily cause disasters in the world, other state affairs are not
It’s not that important anymore.”
Xia Chichi's joy almost overflowed.
Just now, I was asking Zhao Changhe when he would be able to leave the world. Zhao Changhe said he was not sure. Apparently he had not thought about it well. He turned around and was sure that he could go this time.
Tang Wanzhuang sighed: "Should we go tomorrow?"
Zhao Changhe shook his head: "I will go to Ying Wu personally first. You can rehearse the Four Elephant Formation for a few days, and then go to Kunlun after the Spring Festival. We can contact you when we get there."
Tang Wanzhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not that the emperor can't leave the capital, but that he can't be in such a hurry. Since he has a few days to make preparations, he can indeed go out now that everything is stable.
Seeing the worried and hard-working look on her face, Zhao Changhe couldn't help it. He put his arms around her waist and held her on his lap with a little force.
Tang Wanzhuang woke up and twisted in shame and anger: "What are you doing...you just..."
"It's nothing, I just want to hold her."
Tang Wanzhuang took a peek at Xia Chichi's interested expression, and Fu Er lowered her voice: "If you leave first tomorrow, do you want to... take away the piano tonight? You damn girl is waiting with resentment."
"This is a bit too much..." Zhao Changhe responded in a low voice: "It's late at night, I'll take you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to rest, and then talk to her."
Tang Wanzhuang leaned back a little, looked into his eyes, and smiled sweetly: "I also want to go back hand in hand."
Xia Chichi: "?"
How old are you, aunt?
Forget it, compared to being able to conquer Kunlun in person, nothing else is that important. At this moment, Xia Chichi was in a very good mood and didn't bother to complain about anything.
There has long been no curfew at night in the capital, and there are still lights scattered in many neighborhoods. From time to time, pedestrians come in and out of brothels and gambling houses, and roadside restaurants are still bustling. When King Zhao and Tang Xiang walked in the capital at night, many people saw them.
, then turned his head straight, his eyes fixed on the hands the two held each other, dumbfounded.
"Would you like... to be a bridegroom too?" Zhao Changhe was saying: "When the court was first appointed, they were worried about reputation and stability. I couldn't say whether to marry you or not... Now the situation is different.
The mountains and rivers are stable and the prestige is flourishing. It seems that there is nothing wrong with doing more crazy things. You see, you and I are holding hands in the street, and they only dare to look at it, not even a whisper."
Tang Wanzhuang lowered his head and whispered: "It's not happening now, but it will happen later. It's still bad for your reputation... and it's not good for the country's reputation. If you... want to give it, just give Wanzhuang a gift in private.
Already."
"Privately, I feel so wronged."
"I am your concubine, so I don't need to be polite."
You still keep insisting on calling me concubine, even if you are said to be a royal palace, it will step on your tail. Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly and did not argue with her. He was thinking about how to give her an evening gift.
In fact, the evening makeup can be exactly the same as that of Yang Yang. She was married to the matchmaker during the grand ceremony. However, her identity is not as transparent as Yang Yang. She is easy to get the bad reputation of being a monarch and her ministers compete for husbands, and it is also easy to make other women wary and angry. Therefore, the two of them have done it before.
I didn’t mention this. But nowadays, everyone else is basically polite, except for the monarchs and ministers who compete for husbands... not being able to let people devote themselves to serving the country has become a shackles to suffer losses.
Tang Wanzhuang was walking hand in hand with him on the street in front of everyone. His face was always hot and his head was lowered. He secretly raised his eyes to see Zhao Changhe thinking, and felt a little funny in his heart.
He is considering everyone's face and needs...compared to the rough guy who just wanted to practice swordsman before...it's really not easy.
In fact, I am not wronged. This life has been handed over to him, from body to heart, no matter how he treats me, I have no regrets. What's more, I know that many things are not Changhe's problem, but just the situation. Huangfu Qing ran away feeling proud.
I didn't even feel anything when I pushed the cypress, it was worse than the shame and anger of being pressed against a pillar and being chewed on.
"Miss, you're back. I've heated it up for you... uh..." The voice of the girl holding the piano to greet her was stuck in her throat, her face was red, and she stammered: "Aunt, my aunt is here too..."
One look at that little face and he knew what this girl was thinking. Tang Wanzhuang even laughed a little angrily. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched her face: "Little Lang Hoozi is really shameless. What is he thinking about in his little head every day?"
ah."
Baoqin said: "Are you scolding a man who openly holds a man's hand all the way home before he gets married?"
Tang Wanzhuang had no expression on her face and took a deep breath.
Baoqin quickly held his head.
The next moment, the hand holding his head fell into the other's broad palm. Baoqin secretly raised his head and glanced up. Zhao Changhe took the hands of the master and the servant and walked inside: "Now you too."
Baoqin: "..."
Tang Wanzhuang smiled.
He hugged Qin and teased no one but his uncle, muttering in a low voice: "My uncle is staying tonight, are you staying overnight... I, I will go and ask them to boil a bucket of water..."
Zhao Changhe said: "It's a small thing to hold hands all the way home without getting married, but to stay overnight in front of everyone before getting married is really inappropriate."
Baoqin's little face flattened, and just when she was about to say something, Zhao Changhe leaned over and kissed the side of her face, and said softly: "When I come back from this battle, I will give Wanzhuang a good wedding... You were also on Wanzhuang that day.
Put the hijab around you and wait for me."
Baoqin touched her little face that had been kissed, and her eyes suddenly became bright.
Tang Wanzhuang's eyes were also sparkling, like water.