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Chapter 273 Calling a deer a horse

Candle Dragon Terrace, Tianbao Hall.

The wind and snow stopped, and the bright yellow warm sun shone into the hall. The plaque hanging in the middle of the hall seemed to be plated with a layer of gilded splendor.

It just looks a bit cold against the backdrop of the silver outside.

Ning Yan used the corner of his eyes to vaguely trace the spots on the plaque, but his attention was not on it.

I heard from Jing'er that this plaque was nominated by the late emperor and was taken from "Tianbaoding'er is also Kongzhigu." The meaning is self-evident. She hopes that his eldest son can inherit the throne a hundred years later.

"Like the permanence of the moon, like the rising of the sun, like the longevity of Nanshan Mountain, like the luxuriance of pines and cypresses."

This is already a supreme favor, and few emperors in the past dynasties have been able to achieve this level.

"Master Ning, you are fine."

Ning Yan withdrew his gaze and turned around. The person who came was none other than Cui Huaipo, the top expert in the princess's palace. Near him were the newly recruited guest ministers. There were not many of them, so he probably only called a few he could trust.

But what surprised him a little was that Zheng Tiangong hadn't left yet, and seemed to be still staying at the Princess's Mansion.

When acquaintances met, Ning Yan couldn't help but exchange a few words. Then he rolled up the yellowed Da Zhou Di newspaper in his hand, patted it slowly in his palm, and suddenly thought: "Cui Tuanlian, were you there when King Xuan died?"

"Of course it is." Talking about the past events many years ago, Cui Huaipo, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but feel a flash of sadness on his face, and sighed: "The late emperor took off his clothes in seven days, and all the civil and military officials in the dynasty wore plain clothes. The people voluntarily

Vegetarian food as a sacrifice... Alas, so much time has passed so quickly."

"Oh? I clearly remember that according to the funeral ceremony of the prince of this dynasty, the late emperor should have been out of service for twelve days."

"Although His Highness has the actual ability to supervise the country, he has not been named Crown Prince of Jin after all. If he is removed from service for twelve days, it may not be in line with etiquette... Mr. Ning, what does this mean?"

"Nothing, just asking." Ning Yan seemed to really not care, just smiled, and then greeted everyone: "Stop standing, everyone sit down."

After everyone was seated one by one, Jing'er took out a waist badge with the word Zhulong engraved on it from her sleeve. With her thoughts in mind, the originally open doors and windows suddenly closed tightly, and several crimson dragon shadows were seen on the walls and ceiling.

Walking around, it's as agile as a living creature.

Different from Wude Hall, Tianbao Hall is a rare confidential place in Zhulong Terrace. King Xuan often discussed matters here with his ministers during his reign, so naturally the formations were hidden to prevent others from prying.

Cui Huaipo's face suddenly turned livid, and he immediately fell down on the chair. His teeth kept chattering, and cold frost came out of his mouth. Every time he breathed out, the temperature in the palace dropped several degrees.

Ning Yan has never seen Cui Huaipo in such a mess: "Are you injured?"

Cui Huaipo managed to stand up and hurriedly put his hands on his Dantian to suppress the injury: "I can't die."

He just squeezed out three short words through his teeth, making it extremely difficult to speak.

"Who is the other party?"

Jing'er sighed: "The one who hurt him was one of the two evil thieves who came this time, Qingnan Immortal Lord Yu Tai."

Qing Nan? Ning Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. The beam was in the north. The word Qing Nan was obviously directed at Da Zhou. He was immediately curious about the origin of the person who came here: "What a loud tone! What is the origin of this person?"

"

"Yu Tai is a direct disciple of Tianjian Tuoba Li. He reached the peak of the fourth rank at the age of twenty-five. He is also the youngest Xiuyi Zhizhi in Daliang today. He comes from the eight great families of Northern Liang and is highly regarded by Emperor Liang. This

The nickname 'Qingnan Immortal Lord' was given by Emperor Liang."

"How is the strength?"

Jing'er looked at Cui Huaipo, Cui Huaipo took a deep breath and said: "His Lihuo Xiangjian has been practiced to the point where the universe is in chaos and the two rituals are reborn. Among the twenty-eight stars, there are no more than five people who can defeat him.

.”

This shocked Ning Yan. What surprised him was not how powerful Yu Tai was, but the number of those five people.

Yu Tai is Tuoba Li's direct disciple, and he is probably only one illusion mind calamity away from reaching the third level, but even so, there are actually five people who can beat him in the twenty-eight constellations.

Even excluding the two perverts Kang Jinlong and Jiao Mujiao who are determined to reach the Divine Refining Pass, there are at least three undisguised masters in Sitian Prison. Such exaggerated background can actually allow Burial Sword Mountain to enter the imperial city?!

Of course, with Cui Huaipo's vision and strength, his judgment may not be accurate, but it is enough to prove some issues.

After hearing this, Ning Yan rubbed his chin and pondered for a long time, then suddenly said: "I mentioned two evil thieves earlier, who is the other one?"

“I know this!”

"oh."

"Hey, man! Why are you so cold?"

Ning Yan shook his head. He couldn't even win Xingfang. It seemed that this was the level of Yuan Zhiyin.

Furthermore, Xiao Nai He Jian's nickname is really not worth taking too seriously compared to Xianjun.

"Brother Ning, after talking for so long, how do you plan to settle down?"

Ning Yan raised his eyes and saw Zheng Tiangong sitting cross-legged on a chair in a very unattractive manner. He was also scratching his ears anxiously and couldn't help laughing: "The plan will be settled? Where did you learn this trick? Use what you have learned all your life."

Already?"

"Hey, the little princess asked me to read more books and go out to get rid of the gangsters."

"I haven't asked you yet, why do you stay in the Princess's Mansion?"

"Thanks to the kindness of the little princess, besides, I don't have any other good places to go for the time being..." Zheng Tiangong said a little impatiently, slammed the table and shouted: "Don't talk about the yes and no, just tell me what you can do.

Bar!"

Ning Yan wanted to have more contact with Zheng Tiangong. He was still alive and kicking after being robbed by him, which was of great research value. However, this was indeed not the time to reminisce about the past, so he went back to business.

"You said there is a way... there is no way."

"No way?"

Ning Yan looked at the crimson dragon shadows wandering on the four walls of the palace, and said softly: "I might as well make it clearer. As long as the Holy One wants the princess to live, the princess will definitely live. If the Holy One wants her to die,

No one can save it."

"The key to this matter does not lie with us, but with the Holy Spirit's decision."

As soon as the words fell, the hall seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, and the atmosphere instantly fell into an ice valley.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Anyone with eyes in the palace can see the current attitude of the Holy Emperor towards Princess Youqing. In this way, can An have a way to survive?

Ning Yan glanced at everyone's reactions and suddenly smiled: "Don't be so pessimistic. The situation is not as bad as you think."

"Well, let me tell you a story."

"During the Qin Dynasty, there was a powerful minister named Zhao Gao. He wanted to cause trouble, but he was afraid that the ministers would not comply. One day someone offered a deer to the Emperor of Qin. Zhao Gao deliberately pointed at the deer and said, 'This is a horse.'

Emperor Qin didn't believe it, so Zhao Gao asked people around him, and he let go of those who talked about horses, and secretly recorded those who talked about deer. Afterwards, he used this to eliminate dissidents, and all the ministers were afraid of him. From then on, he

The power is even greater, and he firmly controls the court and the country. This allusion refers to the deer being a horse."

Everyone looked thoughtful after hearing this. It didn't take long for Jing'er to react first and blurt out: "You mean... the princess is that deer now?"

Ning Yan nodded.

The reason why Emperor Zhou did not express his position for so long was simply to use this matter to see how many demons and monsters were hiding under the water in Bianjing City, and to see if he, the Emperor of Zhou, still had complete control over the court.

There is a saying that when fighting foreign forces, one must first settle the domestic affairs. He could not guess what big thing Emperor Zhou was going to do, but he could feel Emperor Zhou's urgency, and he was even so anxious that he would never allow any different sounds in the court.

"That's right...but why haven't I heard that there was a powerful minister named Zhao Gao in the Pre-Qin Dynasty?"

"So it's a story."

Jing'er understood, but in retrospect, she always felt that it was not appropriate to compare Emperor Zhou to a powerful minister, but then she thought again, the emperor had forced the princess's mansion to do this, so she...

A bold idea came to her mind for no reason, and she hurriedly recited the Heart Sutra silently to eliminate distracting thoughts.

Cui Huaipo's face turned slightly rosy and he said, "What should we do?"

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Si Tianjian, the Imperial Medical Office...haven't they all already given the answer?" Ning Yan put away the smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Follow what they want and wait and see."

"But then again, we also need to make two plans."

After that, he asked Xingfang for pen and paper, thought for a while, and wrote three notes eloquently.

"The people on this note need to be 'invited' by the princess's palace for me. I will be of great use."

He handed the first note to Jing'er, who glanced at it and solemnly put it in her arms.

"Be sure to have all the materials on this note, the more the better."

The second note was handed to Xingfang. After Xingfang took it, she looked at it unceremoniously in front of Ning Yan. At first it was normal, but later on her expression turned out to be a bit off.

She has a thorough understanding of pharmacology and recognizes that many of the medicinal materials above are actually used to aphrodisiac...

Xingfang blushed and glanced at Ning Yan secretly, sighing secretly that Mr. Ning looked at Fengshen's handsomeness, but he had such a hidden problem behind his back. It was really useless.

Well, I must talk to Sister Jing'er!

"This last note..." Ning Yan thought for a moment, folded it up and didn't show it to anyone, "Just ask someone to stuff it into the mouth of the statue behind the Ganlu Hall for me."


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