The most difficult system to open in history

During the flash of light, a series of phantoms flashed away, and after two full breaths after the phantoms flashed, the wind whizzed past, causing the candles on both sides to flicker non-stop.

On the night of the ninth day of the first lunar month in the 90th year of the Great Xia calendar, Shenjing City once again entered the first-level combat readiness after 15 years. Every corner can be seen at a glance, even the barking of a local dog in the alley will attract the attention of the supervisor.

In the middle of Shenjing City, in Zizhu Lane, Minister of Rites Youfu, You Tingjian opened his eyes from the bed, took a deep breath, just now wave after wave of inexplicable heart palpitations made him wake up from his sleep, his whole chest seemed to be covered by a A boulder blocked him, making it difficult to breathe.

Then You Tingjian slowly exhaled the inhaled air, turned around and looked at the deep-sleeping wife beside him, with a hint of pampering in his eyes, the middle-aged beautiful woman who was sleeping beside her seemed to be having a sweet dream, and there was still a little smile hanging from the corner of her mouth. Smile, although she was no longer as glamorous as when she was young, but the smile she showed at this time was still so charming.

The faint moonlight came from outside the window. You Tingjian stared at his wife Xu Hou, then carefully lifted the quilt and got up, sat down at the table in the house, then he lifted the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and gently Take a sip.

The heart-cold icy water in his mouth made You Tingjian's dizzy head suddenly clearer, and then he raised his head, staring at the moonlight shining on the ground, concentrating.

"The 90th year of the Great Xia Calendar is really an eventful year!"

A soft murmur to himself came from the Minister of Rites, and then he didn't hesitate anymore, got up and came to the door, took off a big cloak and put it on, gently opened the door, and walked out.

The cold wind from the northwest hits people, and it hurts when it blows on the face. You Tingjian lifted the hood of the cloak to cover his whole head, and walked slowly towards the west of the mansion under the snow and moonlight.

You Tingjian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was born in poverty, his parents died in his early years, he didn't even have a few relatives, and he only had one wife and one daughter, so most of the houses in the entire Dayou Mansion were idle. The imperial palace is somewhat similar.

The West Mansion in the Mansion of the Minister of Rites was originally a place for servants to live in, but the mansion was sparsely populated. In order to take care of it more conveniently, almost all the servants moved to the north of the main house, so the West Mansion was left unused and few people set foot on it. enter.

In the dead of night, only the north wind howled.

The snow-capped trees on both sides of the road left mottled shadows under the moonlight, like ghosts with teeth and claws, but You Tingjian's elegant face remained unchanged, and his steps forward were steady as usual.

As the saying goes, charms are born from the heart, You Tingjian has read the most books of sages in his life, and he is the head of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of the entire ceremonies of Daxia. In his eyes, it is no different from ordinary things.

After half a stick of incense, You Tingjian's figure in a cloak appeared outside the West Residence, without hesitation, he pushed the door open and stepped in.

There are many rooms in the west house, and the terrain is complicated. You Tingjian shuttled around, and then came to a room, and pushed the door again, but this time, a figure appeared in front of him, with half black and half white hair, and a stooped body , with a thin face, it is impressively the Shao Yin of Gyeonggi Province.

Mountain Wenbo!

Shan Wenbai, who was chopped into powder by Qinglian's sword energy at the top of Wanjian Mountain in Gwangju Metropolitan City, reappeared in the official residence of Minister of Rites at this time!

You Tingjian stood at the door without stepping in, but stared at Shan Wenbai who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, and the mercury-like moonlight poured into the room from behind the former, Shan Wenbai raised his head that was originally drooping, and his face The seven orifices of his body were covered with black blood, and it kept dripping downwards, incomparably penetrating.

This is his backlash after the death of the last person in the mirror!

"Aren't you coming in?"

Shan Wenbai watched You Tingjian standing outside the threshold, his voice was hoarse, then You Tingjian nodded and responded:

"The ways are different, and we don't conspire with each other. This time, I have repaid the original kindness."

The threshold in front of You Tingjian was, for the two of them, a natural moat between different paths. Then You Tingjian stared at Shan Wenbai, whose breath was extremely weak, and opened his mouth to continue:

"I know that I, You Tingjian, have today, thanks to you, and without you, I'm still just a servant in charge of the bookstore, maybe I won't be able to leave the state in my life, let alone come to this capital city."

"That's not necessarily true. Is the golden scale a thing in the pool? Once the situation changes, people like you, I have funded thousands of people back then, but you are the only one who shines in the imperial examination. All the way to the top of the sky, and finally become the head of the Ministry of Rites, an extremely human minister, this is your ability."

"I knew it was impossible for God to drop pies for no reason. I have to pay back what I got easily."

On top of You Tingjian's elegant and handsome face, there is deep helplessness. He was indeed extremely handsome when he was young, which is an advantage in itself, and then Shan Wenbai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was silent for a few breaths, and continued to ask lightly:

"When did you have doubts about me?"

"When you made indirect remarks and came to check with me the imperial order of the Great Xia court, I faintly felt that something was wrong, because this is a secret of the dynasty, and you should not get involved."

After You Tingjian finished speaking, he took a deep breath, then looked at Shan Wenbai's eyes full of blood, and said with a louder voice:

"Especially within a few days, the news of Zhen Yuhou's death came, and the most important thing is that he returned to Beijing from Yulongguan without authorization!"

After finishing speaking, You Tingjian raised his hand and slammed his fist on the doorpost next to him, making a muffled bang, and roared angrily:

"Tell me, is there any connection with you?"

Chapter 0693 Ordinary People

Whether it is cultivating Taoism or entering an official career, if you want to go further, you need opportunities, and meeting noble people is also a kind of opportunity.

Shan Wenbai is You Tingjian's nobleman, and also a teacher and friend who supported each other after the latter became an official in the court.

For You Tingjian, this is a kind of kindness. At this time, they are not far apart, but they use the threshold as the boundary to divide the two worlds, as if they are separated from the sky and the earth. One last conversation.

Shan Wenbai was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the house, bleeding from his seven orifices, while You Tingjian stood under the moonlight with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

The former is in the dark, the latter in the light.

After a period of silence, Shan Wenbai's hoarse voice continued to sound:

"The less you know about me, the better. Although you have opposing positions, I have to say that the current Holy Majesty is kind-hearted and reasonable, so once you tell the truth, the worst will not hurt your life."

"According to Da Xia's law, he will be executed for adultery with a traitor. If His Majesty wants to kill me, I have no complaints."

You Tingjian sighed softly again, stared at the figure in the room with complicated eyes, and then continued to speak:

"Shan Wenbai, you and I have been friends for nearly 30 years, but I haven't seen you clearly, maybe as you once said, this world is like a mirror, and there is another you in the mirror, and I can't even recognize which one is you , or the person in your mirror."

"It's me now, and the person in the mirror is also me."

After Shan Wenbai's hoarse voice fell, You Tingjian clenched his fists and responded lightly:

"Under this avenue, there are mediocrities."

"Everyone knows it's mediocre, but they can't help it."

This is the first time that Shan Wenbai has shown his helplessness. Before his old friend 30 years ago, even the person who hid his thoughts the most would show some emotions. Then he raised his right hand and wiped the dirt on his face with his sleeve. The blood slowly wiped away, and the hoarse voice continued:

"I have thought about cutting everything off more than once, taking my wife to a place where no one knows, and starting a new life, but unfortunately, it is impossible in this life."

"Your whereabouts, I have not told His Majesty."

You Tingjian's next response was steady, but it was no different from a thunderclap. Even Shan Wenbai's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then the latter seemed to think of something, and after sighing, the voice spread out:

"You don't have to be like this, my life is not long."

You Tingjian shook his head, then raised his left hand, stretched out his right hand to grab the cuff of his left arm, and tore it outward fiercely, the fabric on the entire cuff was torn apart, and then his voice came out word by word:

"I, You Tingjian, have a bright heart. The shelter during this period has repaid the original kindness. After tonight, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

After finishing speaking, the elegant-faced Minister of Rites turned sideways, raised his hand and made a gesture of leaving, and continued to speak:

"It's easy to leave. The moment you step out of this threshold, my apology will be sent to the White Emperor Palace. I hope you will take care of yourself."

Shan Wenbai didn't speak again, but stood up slowly, and after bowing solemnly to You Tingjian in front of him, he raised his legs forward, crossed the threshold, walked into the moonlight, and then passed You Tingjian's body with his stooped body. In front of you, go out.

Run in the opposite direction!

Shan Wenbai's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. You Tingjian stared deeply at the dark, tumbling void in front of him, and did not move for a long time. Then his tense body gradually relaxed, and he let out a breath, leaving a trail in the cold night. The long fog dragon opened its mouth and said:

"Come on, has my notebook been sent to the White Emperor Palace?"

After You Tingjian's shout fell, there was no response, and then his face changed slightly, and he walked out quickly, and when he just walked out of the gate of the West Mansion, he looked at the snow outside the gate and stood quietly A tall and straight figure in a black robe, with silver ancient stone towers embroidered on the robe.

Radiant Army, Legion Commander Jiang Yue!

Then Jiang Yue raised his hand to gesture for a folder in his hand, and a clear voice came out from under the hood:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has a request. As for this note, let me hand it in for you."

"Little general, can you agree to my unfeeling request?"

You Tingjian bowed slightly to Jiang Yue, then Jiang Yue nodded and responded:

"Master You, but it's okay to say."

You Tingjian nodded, and the soft voice continued:

"That's right, my wife is relatively timid, especially in the middle of the night, so can you let me wake her up in person, don't worry, the general, it won't take too much time."

"Master You, please!"

Jiang Yue turned sideways and reached out his hand to signal.

The Libu Shangshu Youfu in the middle of Shenjing City is not far from the small courtyard where Shaoyinshan Wenbai in Gyeonggi Province is located. Even if you go there on foot, it only takes half a stick of incense to get there. Shan Wenbai hunched over and walked forward step by step.

Unknowingly, tiny snowflakes fell on the sky, Shan Wenbai shrank his body, and continued to go home with a blank expression, but amidst the changing winds and clouds, within a radius of ten miles around him, They were all surrounded by the top army and monks in Daxia, and they had set up a shocking formation that could turn the world around.

At the same time, the number one artifact, Mountain and Sea Map, also enveloped most of the power in the entire void. It can be said that even a real saint, under such a large-scale arrangement, will shed a layer of skin from immortality.

Just as the young girl Jiansheng said, if the young emperor doesn't make a move, he will be taken for granted. If he makes a move, it will be earth-shattering, and he will be crushed to death without leaving any future troubles!

Shan Wenbai's house is located in the middle of Shenjing City. This place belongs to the place where the big Xia dignitaries are located, so there are many tall pavilions. At this time, on the top of a tall building, several figures are standing against the wind, looking down at the distance below, walking towards their own house. Crooked figure.

"Lord Liang, the formation has been set up and everyone is in place. Do you want to close the net here?"

A voice of inquiry came from behind, and then looked down at Liang Po and shook his head lightly, a thick and magnetic voice came out:

"Wait a little longer, Your Majesty wants to give him some more time to see what he has to do."

Beside Liang Po, apart from Lava Kua, who was equally burly and extremely tall, there was also an old man with white beard and hair in a Confucian shirt. He went to Wanjian Mountain in Guangyu City, but Muronghe chopped the Great Master into pieces with one sword, so he came to the middle of Shenjing City at this time.

Then Dong Guo Lezheng stroked the white beard on his chest, and sighed:

"I never thought that there would be such a huge hero hidden in the entire Daxia officialdom. I was really terrified."

"Maybe this is the so-called darkness under the lights."

After Liang Po's reply fell, the old man in Confucian shirt nodded deeply, and continued to speak:

"I never thought that this so-called Great Master is actually an ordinary person with no cultivation at all!"

Chapter 0694 Suffering

Shenjing City is the most powerful beating heart of Daxia, it is the foot of the most powerful emperor, and it is also the place where the main body of the first artifact, Mountain and Sea Map, is located.

Even if this world's most powerful city is directly used as one of the three outer gates, blocking the gate of the endless mountain in the western border, facing the aliens, it is still the safest and most powerful place in the entire vast land of Shenzhou.

Fifteen years ago, during the siege of the Sun Empire in March, the entire Shenjing City's four gods and beast gates and the tall and broad city walls were soaked red by the blood of the enemy and us, but they still stood like a giant and did not fall down. This is Shenjing City!

As far as monks are concerned, no matter how strong their cultivation is, they dare not be presumptuous in this city, and even Lu Yu, a middle-aged Taoist priest whose cultivation is as high as the sky, is not allowed to enter this city without permission, because the luck of the entire human race and the dragon veins , suppressed here.

For this reason, when Sima Annan used the three generations of physiognomy earlier to analyze that this mysterious and mysterious great master who was overwhelmed in the wild forests of the southwest, might be hiding in Shenjing City, or even an official of the court, no matter who it was , I only felt the hairs on my back standing on end.

Because this is like in the pure light, there is an undiscoverable darkness. From the deepest part, it challenges the most powerful authority of Shenjing City. If you think about it from behind, it will directly let countless officials and generals know the news. Difficulty sleeping.

Light and darkness are originally two opposites that ebb and flow, and how terrifying it will be to be able to hide the darkness in Shenjing City for so many years is hard to imagine.

But at this time, this pair of people gathered here from Shenjing City, including the gaze from the White Emperor's Palace, only knew of them when they saw the figure walking hunched in the cold wind on the central street of Shenjing City. All wrong.

Because Shan Wenbai, the master of the great country, does not have the slightest fluctuation of vitality and cultivation in his body!

On the top of the high attic, looking at the old man Dong Guo Lezheng below, he couldn't help sighing:

"As the saying goes, a great hermit hides in the city, but the real best concealment is to hide from everyone, and we all have a picture.

"The number of ordinary people in Shenjing City who don't know how to cultivate is simply hard to count with numbers. Therefore, this great master taught us and Si Tianjian a deep lesson."

"Mr. Dong Guo's words are very true. It is because I made a mistake before."

As soon as Dong Guo Lezheng's words fell, there was an old voice in response, and then Li Chunfeng's figure walked out of the void, looking at Shan Wenbai who was still walking below, with a dignified and extremely embarrassing expression.

Then Li Chunfeng thought in a blink of an eye that he had already been relegated to farming in Shenjing Station at this time, and he had almost no more relegation. With this mentality that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, he smiled lightly, and his mood relaxed for a moment For the most part, he began to look down carefully.

To be honest, Sitian Tower has a lot of intersections with Gyeonggi Prefecture on weekdays, so Li Chunfeng, who has been in charge of Sitianjian for nearly a year, is quite familiar with Shan Wenbai, who has also been an official above Shaoyin of Gyeonggi Prefecture for a long time. , his gaze is particularly complicated.

From the official residence of the Minister of Rites to Shan Wenbai's own mansion, there is only one straight road to the end, and this is only half a stick of incense, but it seems extremely long to Shan Wenbai and everyone around him. Finally, Shan Wenbai's stooped body came to the door of his own house.

Then he took out a key from his pocket with some trembling, stepped forward and unlocked the door, pushed the door and slowly entered it, at the same time, the eyes from all directions staring at it brightened up, everyone held their breath and focused, Want to see what this hero will do at the last moment of his life?

With Shan Wenbai's intelligence, he naturally knew that he would never live to see the sun the next day, but when he returned to the small house where he had lived for nearly his whole life, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were extremely calm.

This small courtyard is a very standard quadrangle courtyard style in Daxia. The area is not large, but it is old. Three sides are the back room where people live, and the other side is the kitchen and woodshed. After Shan Wenbai walked into the courtyard, he did not return to the place where his wife was. Instead, he went straight to the kitchen.

Start the stove, add water, throw firewood, light the fire, chop vegetables, all in one go. After a while, the chimney of the kitchen in the small courtyard rises from the chimney in the dark night, and the strong fragrance permeates the entire small courtyard.

Perhaps it was because of the strong fragrance of the face, or because of something in the heart, the door of the inner room in the small courtyard opened, and a middle-aged woman in a coarse cloth coat walked out of it, looking at the lights in the kitchen not far away, with a smile on her face. Confused, he stepped forward and approached slowly, and then in the kitchen, Shan Wenbai was holding a long spoon and stirring the noodles.

The middle-aged woman's complexion changed slightly, and she asked softly:

"Husband, why are you busy in the kitchen in the middle of the night? If you're hungry, just wake up my concubine. Husband hasn't cooked before, so let me do it."

After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she hurried forward, ready to take the spoon from Shan Wenbai's hand, but was stopped by the latter who raised her hand slightly, and then Shan Wenbai waved his hand to let the middle-aged woman sit down and continue to bend over. The waist stirred the boiling cauldron, and the fragrance became more and more intense, and then said:

"Before I met you, I always cooked by myself, but Juan'er, you may have forgotten that there was no banquet, no relatives and friends on the night we got married, I only made a bowl of noodles, you ate this The bowl of noodles has been with me for the rest of my life, and now that I think about it, it’s too simple.”

After Shan Wenbai finished speaking, he saw that the noodles in the pot in front of him were almost cooked, and then he turned around to get two bowls, but after turning around, he found that the middle-aged woman in front of him had two lines in his eyes. Tears welled up and streamed down my cheeks.

Shan Wenbai fetched two bowls, filled them with hot and fragrant noodles, then put them on the dining table, gently pushed one of the bowls in front of the middle-aged woman, sighed faintly, and continued to speak :

"Eat it while it's hot. Although I haven't made noodles in so many years, the taste is not bad."

The middle-aged young woman didn't open her mouth, she just picked up the chopsticks on the table, regardless of the boiling hotness of the noodle soup, picked up a big lump of noodles, and put it directly into her mouth, chewing it in big mouthfuls, before she could swallow it, she picked up another lump of noodles Big lump, stuff it in your mouth again.