I have a book of salvation

Then, Prime Minister Song watched helplessly.

Looking at his former old friend Li Huan, a bright fire suddenly rose up, and in the blink of an eye his entire body was completely burned!

Opposite him, only the lost game of chess and the cold tea were left.

Prime Minister Song's face was as dark as dead water at that moment.

Li Huan, the literary saint, "left" in this way. After the fire, only ashes were left on the floor.

It can only mean one thing.

The man who had just played chess with him was not his true form, so naturally he should not possess the terrifying power that he once had to level the world.

Being set up...

After Prime Minister Song came to his senses, he looked out the window at the gray sky even though the battle was over, and let out a long sigh.

"Back to the city."

Finally, he shook his head and stood up.

The young man behind him was stunned, nodded slightly, and followed Prime Minister Song.

"Teacher, life and death in this world...can it really be reversed?" He Ziqiu's clear eyes were full of doubts.

More than half a year ago, He Ziqiu was even more certain about Wen Sheng's death than Song Xiang.

The reason is none other than that when Li Huan was buried, He Ziqiu went to Jinling to pay homage on behalf of his teacher.

At that time, he saw with his own eyes Li Huan's body and head separated.

Then return to the capital.

He remembered clearly that after he came back, the teacher heard the news he brought back and said nothing. He just drank all night and everything was as usual the next day.

But the keen He Ziqiu discovered that since then, the teacher had an extra temperament.

At first he didn't understand what that temperament was.

It wasn't until I was watching the people in the Lihua Tower that I saw a centenarian. After seeing off his last old friend, he looked around and saw the desolation of having no one to see him.

Only then did He Ziqiu understand that feeling, it was called loneliness.

In the court, although the teacher, who was always upright and extremely strict, was the leader of the ministers, He Ziqiu could see that they were afraid of the teacher.

Just like a rabbit is afraid of a tiger, so it is impossible to become friends with a tiger.

But only the Literary Sage, although he often quarreled with his teacher in court, the two of them were like mountains and rivers, otherwise they would not often compete with each other.

"Before tonight, I will not believe it as a teacher."

Prime Minister Song shook his head: "After tonight, I have no choice but to believe it. That 'person' just now, although he has not told more secrets that only I and Li Huan know, but his nature, his chess style, and that The dead guy... looks exactly the same.

Although I don't know how he did it, there is no doubt that...he is back.

Six months after being wronged, humiliated and beheaded, he came back. "

He Ziqiu lowered his head and continued to ask for a long time: "Then... are the things that His Excellency Wen Sheng said true?"

——Needless to say, he was naturally referring to Jiangzhou, formation map, King Shenwu, and national master.

"As a teacher, I don't know."

Song Xiang sighed tiredly and walked out of the room.

"Zi Qiu, prepare horses for the master. The master is about to enter the palace...face the saint!"

One master and one apprentice, under the courtesy of the shopkeeper and waiter of Lihualou, stepped out of the restaurant door.

Head towards the imperial city.

Everywhere we passed, even in the middle of the night, there was still a buzz of people!

——The previous horrific battles all took place inside the imperial city and above the sky of the capital due to Yu Chen’s deliberate restrictions.

Although it is extremely destructive, it seems like the end is coming.

But except for the unlucky ones from Zhan Tiansi who smashed some flowers and plants when they fell, the people in the capital were not harmed.

They gathered in the streets and stood in front of their houses, whispering and discussing.

What they were talking about was nothing more than the famous judge.

You know, this is the first time since the founding of Daxia.

For the first time, someone entered the imperial city and walked out safely. After everything was done, he brushed off his clothes and left behind his merit and fame.

——What's more, according to the news from the Imperial City, it seems that the guy also kidnapped a noble concubine and princess?

This is even more bizarre.

Along the way, Prime Minister Song saw Lord Xi Shen who fell into Luoshui without saying a word, saw Lord Nan Shen and his disciples who were dejected under a big locust tree in the inner city, and also saw Lord Song who fled into the imperial city in a hurry, with pale faces. Lord Beishen.

When the latter saw him, he became extremely angry!

In his anger, he even pointed at Prime Minister Song's nose and said with a strange voice: "You are the dignified Prime Minister of Song, the leader of the ministers, but you disappeared when the imperial city was robbed. Now the dust has settled, and you have come out! But it's really me. The good prime minister of Daxia!"

Prime Minister Song was already upset because of the "truth" about the old man Wen Sheng, and because of the Imperial Master, he didn't like anyone in Zhan Tiansi at the moment. Lord Beishen still dared to let go of the yin and yang here.

Who spoiled him?

Only to see Song Xiang glare at him.

boom!

Lord Beishen's already embarrassed body suddenly seemed to be hit by a terrifying force. He sank deeply into the palace wall and spat out a mouthful of blood!

Prime Minister Song ignored him, sat on the carriage, and continued to enter the palace.

At the entrance of the palace, he got out of the car and said to He Ziqiu: "Just wait here. I'll come as soon as I can as my teacher."

He Ziqiu nodded and watched his teacher walk into the imperial city.

At this moment, the countless ghost soldiers and ghosts followed the judge and turned into black smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Only the remains of countless Kingsguards were scattered throughout the imperial city, indicating that a tragic battle had occurred here.

Come to the Jinluan Hall.

The first thing Prime Minister Song saw was the seven generals of the Zhantian Division. Except for Xu Yunzi, who was already gone, they were all here to protect them.

——Previously, all the Qi Refiners in the Zhantian Division except the Imperial Master were dispatched. The three divine kings led 60% of their combat strength to face the judge. The seven Prime Ministers led the remaining Qi Refiners to the Golden Palace to escort him.

After all, no one knows whether the judge has any accomplices.

Although the seven generals of Zhantiansi also wondered why Prime Minister Song was not there just now, they did not dare to question and made way for them.

In the Jinluan Hall, Emperor Qiyuan was dressed in regular clothes, sitting on the throne. The hall was filled with guards - from Zhan Tiansi, from the Royal Guards, from the city defenders, from the royal guards... you name it.

"Your Majesty, my rescue is late." Prime Minister Song cupped his hands and knelt down.

"Song Aiqing is here, I feel relieved." Emperor Qiyuan quickly stood up and helped him up himself. Instead of blaming him, he seemed to be relieved.

The look of shock and anger on his face disappeared a lot.

Just in the blink of an eye, he sighed again: "But, let Qi'an be kidnapped..."

Prime Minister Song frowned and said, "Your Majesty, Qi'an is a princess. If you want to take a concubine, it is a royal matter, and I have nothing to do with it. But I am very curious, what is so strange about her that makes it worthy for the judge to forcefully break into the palace to get her?"

After hearing this, Emperor Qi Yuan spread his hands: "What's strange? That's not strange! Song Aiqing didn't know something. When Qi'an was a child, the Imperial Master once met her and said frankly that this girl is a natural disaster and needs to be carefully guarded. To take strict precautions, I brought her into the harem just to lock her within the imperial city.

It's a pity that she was kidnapped today, or by the notorious judge... It seems that what the imperial master said was true, Qi'an was the cause of the disaster, and the judge wanted to use her to plot evil! "

National Division?

The national preceptor again? !

After hearing Li Huan's so-called "truth", Prime Minister Song, who was originally at odds with the Imperial Master, became even more wary of the old man.

"Your Majesty, what does the Imperial Master say?" Prime Minister Song frowned.

When Emperor Qiyuan listened to the advice of the imperial master, which led to the execution of the old man Wen Sheng, he had always been angry, but because the emperor's order was as high as the sky, the imperial edict had been issued, and nothing could be done.

Emperor Qiyuan was stunned and waved his hand: "Song Aiqing is worrying too much. The imperial master will never harm me or the court."

Prime Minister Song pressed forward step by step: "Why did your Majesty say this?"

Emperor Qiyuan did not hide anything, and directly turned over his hand and took out a golden seal, "Song Aiqing, the imperial master has handed over the holy seal to me."

Holy Seal?

Prime Minister Song frowned.

The Holy Seal, together with the Imperial Seal in the hands of Emperor Qi Yuan, is known as the Four Seals of Daxia. It is the supreme treasure that governs the entire Daxia.

The imperial seal corresponds to the nine meridians of the three mountains and the nine meridians, while the three holy seals correspond to the three mountains of the three mountains and the nine meridians.

Similarly, these four jade seals are also the centerpiece of the entire Great Xia National Games array.

It can be said that if you control the Four Seals, you control the entire Daxia.

Because of this, the founding emperor of Daxia had the foresight to hand over the three holy seals to the three saints after canonizing them to restrict the imperial seals.

Avoid the situation of tyrant dictatorship.

So in a sense, the Three Saints are not only ministers, but also the position of supervising the emperors of the past dynasties.

As long as one of the holders of the Holy Seal has objections, many things in Daxia will not be accomplished.

After the old man Wen Sheng resigned, his holy seal has been placed deep in Jixia Academy in Shushan. In addition, there was no owner in Shushan at that time, so the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty, who was also a Confucian, temporarily took over as the dean of Jixia Academy. position, so in a sense, both sacred seals are under the control of the Song Dynasty Prime Minister.

But what Prime Minister Song didn't expect was that the madman of the Imperial Preceptor took the initiative to hand over the Holy Seal to the emperor at some point.

"Song Aiqing, you said that the Imperial Master has already achieved this level, will he still harm me?" Emperor Qiyuan waved his hand, put the Holy Seal in his bag, stared at Prime Minister Song, and said with a smile.

At that moment, Song Xiang understood.

Emperor Qiyuan was blatantly favoring the imperial master.

The implication is also very obvious.

——Either you hand over the Holy Seal; or you just shut up.

Prime Minister Song, shut up.

The truth about Jiangzhou and the Imperial Master, as well as the heaven-defying formation formation that the old man Literary Saint told him before, was swallowed back in his throat, and he had no intention of telling it anymore.

There is no way he would hand over the Holy Seal.

If the One Emperor, Three Saints and Four Holy Seals fall into the hands of one person, then the fate of Daxia will be in his hands.

This won't work.

Not even if he is the emperor.

This was the rule set by the founding emperor of Daxia.

At this moment, Song Xiang looked at the smiling Emperor Qi Yuan and felt... so strange.

There seemed to be endless chaos hidden in those eyes.

"Your Majesty is safe and sound. I am relieved and will leave first." Prime Minister Song cupped his hands, bowed, and turned to leave.

After leaving the Jinluan Palace, I got on the carriage and headed back home.

Prime Minister Song was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at He Ziqiu: "Zi Qiu, we were in Lichun Tower tonight. We didn't see anyone or hear anything. Do you remember?"

"Remember." He Ziqiu nodded.

The lone carriage drifted away.

At the same moment, in the night.

The Nine Nether Ghost Chariot turned into a stream of light and cut across the sky.

As the crescent moon sinks in the sky, the east gradually turns white.

In the ghost car, Princess Qi'an looked at the judge who rescued him from the palace gate, and bowed deeply, "Thank you, sir, Qi'an."

Yu Chen waved his hand, still answering the same question - entrusted by others.

Hearing this, Princess Qi'an's eyes lit up again, "Excuse me, sir, is this Xiaoyu you are talking about being entrusted by others? Is he still alive? That's great? Qi'an can't live through this eighteen-year-old. Jie, if he dies, he will die, but Xiaoyu is a good person, he shouldn’t die like this.”

Yu Chen was silent.

Yu Xiaoyu was silent.

Telling the truth seems to be a very simple thing.

But for the girl in front of her, it was nothing short of bad news.

"Sir, where are we going?" Princess Qi'an became much more excited after she thought Zhou Xiaoyu was still alive.

"Jinfengya, that Zhou guard said that the princess's lifelong wish is to see the sunrise at Jinfengya." Yu Chen replied.

"Is Xiaoyu there too?" Princess Qi'an's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Yu Chen was vague.

The sky turned white, and a towering cliff came into view on the mountain in the distance.

It has a strange shape, wide in front and narrow in back, winding and twisted, and its shape really looks like the legendary phoenix.

"so beautiful……"

Lifting the curtain of the car, Princess Qi'an revealed her little head, looking at her "hometown" that was covered with a plain face, her eyes were crazy.

A moment later, the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot landed on Jinfengya.

Princess Qi'an, who had never left the palace, stumbled between the rocks like an elf. When she came to Ya Qian, she turned around and said, "Sir, sir, where is the little fish?"

Yu Chen sighed, took out the Book of Readings, flipped his wrist, paper and ink flew, and a paper figure of Zhou Xiaoyu came to life.

——After Yu Chen broke through the divine branch, the art of paper man and paper horse no longer needed to be drawn stroke by stroke. It could be formed with just a thought.

Zhou Xiaoyu's ghost bowed towards Yu Chen and took over.

In an instant, a vivid Zhou Xiaoyu walked out!

He looked at Princess Qi'an and took a deep breath, "Princess, I'm here!"

At that moment, Princess Qi'an looked at him, tears streaming down her originally lively and beautiful eyes!

"Little fish!"

She ran among the rocks, not caring even if her legs and feet were scratched, and saved Zhou Xiaoyu!

"That's great! You're not dead! You're still alive! That's great! That's great... Xiaoyu... Qi'an misses you so much..."

For a moment, Princess Qi'an was incoherent.

Zhou Xiaoyu raised his hand, patted her back, and said softly: "Princess, the sun has risen."

Princess Qi'an turned around, held Zhou Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and sat down with him on Jinfeng Ya.

Just look east.

Orange fireballs rise from the horizon, and the bright morning light pierces the clouds and sheds wisps of golden brilliance; on the endless land, wisps of smoke rise from several households, leisurely and comfortable; under the Jinfengya, an unknown pool of water shines in the morning light, The golden light shone, reflecting the golden phoenix that was also dyed golden. Coupled with the rhythmic water light, it looked like a golden phoenix from a distance, fluttering its wings and flying high...

"It's so beautiful..." Princess Qi'an murmured to herself as if in a trance, reflecting the scenery in her beautiful eyes.

"Princess, your wish has finally come true for you." Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Princess Qi'an in his arms and spoke in a low voice.

Princess Qi'an raised her head, "Xiaoyu, thank you. But Qi'an's wish is not to watch the sunrise at Jinfengya, but... to watch it with you!"

Zhou Xiaoyu was stunned and his whole body was stiff.

When he looked again, Princess Qi'an had closed her eyes in the morning light, and her life had disappeared.

But at the last moment, she had a smile on her lips, as if she had had a sweet dream.

In a daze, the girl's satisfied voice echoed on Jinfengya.

"Qi'an... so happy..."