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Chapter 952: Biyun Slashing Horse Sword

On that day in Chaoshan City, Tantai Yunlang "resurrected from the dead". Knowing that he could not return to Xilan, he entrusted the old prime minister Wei to put the country's justice and the people first to bring peace to the world and help the young king.

On that day, Old Xiangguo Wei nodded his head and made a promise in front of Tantai Yunlang.

"My dear father, you still remember that you were entrusted to me in the past."

The promise is still in my ears, but times have changed.

Lu Chengfeng knelt down and said slowly: "Mr. Wei, no matter how many things happened later, even though, even though... His Highness's heart has never changed."

Old Xiangguo Wei opened his lips silently, wanting to ask something, but in the end he choked and shook his head, feeling pity for the colic in his heart.

"Your Highness..."

Is it worth it?

Tantai Yunlang had even expected that Old Xiangguo Wei would leave after the change of power, which shows that everything was under Tantai Yunlang's control, including his own death. So who killed him, and

Is it that important?

Parents who love their children have long-term plans for them, and the same goes for brothers.

Tantai Hanze will never truly know how much his brother loves and protects him.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the heartbroken expression of Old Xiangguo Wei. He was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "I didn't understand your highness before, but now, I understand. Mr. Wei, you just said that Lanzhou today is no longer what it used to be."

Xilan, Mr. Wei, do you know that what His Highness loves is never a pronoun."

"How is Lanzhou today, and what was the Xilan Dynasty like in the past?"

"Tianlin or Xilan, in the eyes of His Highness, are just names." Lu Chengfeng looked sad and shook his head, "What Your Highness loves and what he is willing to sacrifice his life for has never been these vain things.

."

"Your Highness, what he loves is what he walks on, the land where he was born and raised, what he sees before his eyes, the people who support him and have high hopes for him!"

Old Xiangguo Wei's eyes trembled, and his heart twitched.

Your Highness, he...

Lu Chengfeng choked up: "Every king today can understand the truth, why are you, Mr. Wei, so brooding about this and can't let it go?" The man said slowly: "Why can't you let go of your grudges and plan for the sake of the people of the world?

I will also fulfill His Royal Highness’s last wish.”

Lu Chengfeng asked back: "Could it be that if Lanzhou is owned by Tianlin, this land will no longer be the land where you, Mr. Wei, were born and raised? Could it be that with the change of dynasties and the change of names in the world, the people here are not the same people as before?"

Yet?"

"Are they no longer worthy of your devotion, Mr. Wei?"

Lu Chengfeng said, and the eight-foot-tall man also burst into tears, "His Highness once said that where people's hearts are, there will be peace. Although the King is not the King that Mr. Wei hoped for, the people are still the people he loves.

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His last sentence: "Mr. Wei, actually nothing has changed!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Old Xiangguo Wei finally couldn't control himself. He held his heart with his hand and howled in pain: "I am ashamed, I am ashamed. I am unworthy of the trust entrusted by Your Highness. Even though I am dead, I have no face to see Your Highness!"

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, please take care of yourself..." Lu Chengfeng quickly supported the shaky old man.

Old Prime Minister Wei shook his head, raised his hand to stop Lu Chengfeng from helping him, and said continuously: "I am so narrow-minded, I am ashamed of Your Highness, I am ashamed of the kindness of Taizu and the late emperor, and I am even more disappointed by the people of Lanzhou who love me!"

Lu Chengfeng saw the old Prime Minister beating his chest and beating his head sadly, and quickly comforted him: "Mr. Wei, please stop saying that." xdw8

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will live up to the trust of Your Highness, to comfort Your Highness's spirit in heaven." Old Minister Wei burst into tears, his old voice became hoarse due to choking, but he spoke every word with great force and clarity.

The door opened and Lu Chengfeng walked out.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion who was waiting outside the door took a quick look at Lu Chengfeng and rushed in anxiously.

They had never seen the old Xiangguo look like this before, and they were all panicked.

"Father"

"master!"

"grandfather……"

Lu Chengfeng, who slowly walked out of the study, looked back at the large family hugging the old Prime Minister, smiled, then looked up at the moonlit sky in the north, and then quickly walked into the night without looking back and disappeared.

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From then on, he was never seen again in the world.

Not long after, the closed door of the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly opened, and the people who crowded the entire Wuyi Street looked at each other. When they saw the figure of the old man in the court clothes made of cranes, everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

The old Xiangguo had a gray beard and a serious and upright face, unsmiling, but for some unknown reason, his eyes were slightly red.

The torches of the Imperial Guards illuminated the entire courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion like daylight, with orange light flickering.

Tantai Hanze raised his eyes to look at the old man, his eyes fixed, but he said nothing.

In front of the alley next to him, Ling Xiyue tugged at Bei Chenyan's sleeves and signaled him to get up quickly after closing his eyes for a nap. Ling Xiyue almost dragged the man to the mattress and spun him half a circle, and opened his eyes lazily, full of excitement.

He looked at her helplessly.

"Look, look." Ling Xiyue half-lifted the curtain and pointed outside.

I don't know if it's an illusion or something, but Bei Chenyan always feels that after Ling Xiyue became pregnant, she became more and more like a child, saying that wind is like rain, her temper often comes out of nowhere, and her joy often comes as well.

But what else could Beichenyan do?

The wife I have found, even if she is ruined by all the hard work, I still have to endure it, and I have to endure it with a smile.

Beichen Yan closed the open black ink embroidered gold coat, stood up from the brocade cushion, put his arms around Ling Xiyue's waist and put him in his arms. Then he followed Ling Xiyue's instructions and looked. After seeing that scene, Han Han

His eyebrows raised slightly.

"Mr. Wei..."

The young man's lips tightened, and the hands holding the swords trembled slightly.

"I really don't dare accept such a great gift from the King. Please get up, Your Majesty." The old man's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was smooth and steady.

Tantai Hanze held the sword firmly with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and said sincerely: "Mr. Wei, Xiao Wang has offended many people before, so I came here specifically to apologize today."

"Mr. Wei doesn't have to forgive Xiao Wang, but I ask Mr. Wei for the sake of my father, my father, my brother, and the people of Lanzhou, please stay. Lanzhou cannot live without you. Xiao Wang still has a lot to say to me.

Mr. Wei, please ask for advice."

Many people nearby also responded: "Yes, Mr. Xiangguo, please stay."

"Stay."



Wei Lao Xiangguo refused, but did not agree.

He walked slowly to Tantai Hanze, looked at him quietly for a while, then lifted up the front of his official uniform and knelt down.

The old man first gave the other party a royal salute, then stood up and looked at Tantai Hanze solemnly. When he finally fell on the long sword held by the young man's hands, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to be a little moved, "

Biyun Horse-Slaying Sword..."

The late king's favorite sword was later left to His Highness the Crown Prince.

Tantai Hanze nodded and said word by word: "This is my father's sword. Xiao Wang hopes that Mr. Wei can accept this sword and supervise Xiao Wang with Brother Wang's instructions."

"The little king swears an oath today in front of the people of Lanzhou. If one day he makes a mistake, Mr. Wei can take this sword and cut off the little king's head. He will stand as his master. The little king will never complain!"

Old Xiangguo Wei's eyes were shocked!


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