Money can really do whatever it wants

It was the first time in Qin Mo's life that he entered the imperial palace, and it was also the first time he saw the emperor. He was not too nervous, but he was still a little excited.

There is still a difference between the real ancient imperial palace and the modern ones that are visited as tourist attractions. There is less vicissitudes of time and more royal dignity and majesty.

The emperor was a handsome young man, about 20 years old at the most, a few years younger than him, with clear eyes and normal manners, he didn't look like he was being bewitched at all.

Qin Mo only took a hasty look at it, but didn't see anything unusual.

The emperor was still a little surprised by a foreigner who suddenly appeared in the queen mother's palace, but this surprise turned into a faint disgust after the queen mother introduced Qin Mo's identity.

"I've heard of his reputation, but it's just a way to fool the ignorant people." The emperor frowned and said, "The queen mother has lived in the palace for a long time, and she doesn't know that people are evil. Don't be deceived by some people who deceive the world and steal their names."

Qin Mo lowered his brows and looked down, indifferent to the fact that he was said to be a charlatan. The fact is that the emperor did not wrong him.

"Emperor!" The queen mother also lowered her voice, "You say that Mr. Qin is a person who deceives the world and steals his name, so what is your national teacher who can make the king of a country trust him?!"

"How can you compare a charlatan with a national teacher!" The emperor was displeased.

"I think you are fascinated by that monster!" The queen mother restrained her anger, if it wasn't because of the identity of the other party, she couldn't help but want to do it.

"Regarding the matter of the national teacher, the queen mother has argued with me countless times, and I don't want to argue with you again." The emperor got up and left, "If the queen mother likes this person, let him accompany him. I won't stop him, but I just invite the queen mother Don't make trouble with the national teacher again!"

"Emperor!" The queen mother stood up all of a sudden, and said angrily, "If you still think of me as your mother, stop!"

In the ancient times when the word filial piety was emphasized, this sentence was too serious, even the emperor had to compromise.He stopped, turned around and cupped his hands and said, "I dare not."

The queen mother laughed back angrily, "What are you afraid of now? Aijia sometimes doubts whether you are my son or not!"

The emperor probably heard this sentence countless times these days, and he was almost used to it, but Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

The original novel seems to have written that there was a small boss who wanted to rebel, relying on the same appearance as the emperor, he planned to make Li Daitao stiff, although the plot was finally seen through by the protagonist.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but carefully sized up the emperor.

The emperor frowned. Although he tried his best to hide it, there was still some impatience in his voice, "What do you want to do, Queen Mother?"

The Empress Dowager finally revealed her plan, "The Ai family wants that monster to compete with Mr. Qin, and the winner will be my national teacher in Daqing!"

"What?!" The emperor was surprised.

Not only the emperor, but also Qin Mo was shocked by this sudden sentence.

But the person who made this proposal was extremely calm, "Why can that monster be a national teacher? Isn't it just a way to confuse people's hearts? Mr. Qin has profound Taoism, isn't he countless times stronger than him? The seat, the capable ones live there!"

The eyes full of murderous intent suddenly looked at Qin Mo, and the emperor sneered, "Only by him?"

Qin Mo: "..."

He felt a little innocent.

"Why, the emperor dare not?"

The emperor sneered, "That would be better, I hope he is as capable as the folk rumors say, and don't let the queen down."

Wait, why hasn't anyone asked for his opinion?

Seeing the back of the emperor leaving with a flick of his sleeves, Qin Mo was a little confused, he didn't agree, he's not in good health yet!

In the evil feudal society, ordinary people really have no human rights!

When Qin Mo was sent back, there were two more people in Mei Ji's backyard.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue.

Lu Xiaofeng was not surprised, he was notified when he first entered the city, but Ximen Chuuxue——

Qin Mo was surprised, "You escaped from prison?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Sensing the vague depression between his brows, Qin Mo was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and handed him a post on the table with a heavy expression.

It was a battle post, an invitation to fight against the owner of Wanmei Villa in the Forbidden Mountain, and the signature was - Ye Gucheng!

"On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City..."

The most famous decisive battle in the original novel, a life-and-death duel between two top swordsmen, although the address has changed and the night of the full moon is gone, the two people who are about to fight remain the same.

"I thought you would be very happy." Qin Mo closed the battle post and said, "Isn't it what you have been pursuing all along?"

"I'm not fighting for this appointment." Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, then said, "Ye Gucheng brought me out."

"Is he the person behind the scenes?!" Qin Mo immediately realized.

"I don't know." Ximen Chuuxue was depressed.

"Even if it isn't, it definitely has something to do with it."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't believe it, "Could it be a mistake?"

Although he had never seen him before, he had heard the other party's name for a long time. How could such a clean-eyed swordsman be possible? !

"If you made a mistake, you will know if you check it carefully."

"Then what about you?" Lu Xiaofeng worried: "I heard from the shopkeeper that you were invited, who invited you? What do you want?"

"It's an interesting thing."

Qin Mo stroked his chin and said the matter briefly.

"So, you are going to compete with that national teacher in three days?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned.

Ximen Chuuxue also disagreed, "Your injury is still not healed."

"Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion." Qin Mo stretched his waist and asked, "Where's the blue bird? Why didn't you see him?"

This is quite strange, usually when he came back, the other party should have rushed forward if he smelled the smell, but today there was no one.

The corners of Lu Xiaofeng's lips twitched, "He's in the kitchen."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Still eating?"

Lu Xiaofeng sincerely suggested: "I think you'd better stop him. According to his way of eating, this shop will probably be ruined by him."

"No problem." Ximen Chuixue said richly, "I have money."

Qin Mo: "..."

Damn capitalist!

Qin Mo planned to find Qingniao, and before leaving, he said to Lu Xiaofeng: "If you have nothing to do, you can go and check on Prince Nan."

Lu Xiaofeng: "You doubt him?"

"A person who looks similar to the emperor of the current dynasty is always special, and there are too many things that can be done here." Qin Mo smiled slightly and walked away, "Just check his behavior in recent days, whether it is the same as before. Just the same."

Lu Xiaofeng regained his composure after his figure disappeared, he gasped, "He means the emperor is not the emperor, the son is not the son?!"

Ximen Chuuxue was not interested in these, he took his own sword, got up and left.

Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Calm down and prepare for the decisive battle in Zijin Mountain."

This is what he values ​​most at the moment. No matter whether his opponent deviates from what he expected, he will go all out.

Lu Xiaofeng who was left alone in the same place thought about it, no, shouldn't we try our best to prevent this duel?In a decisive battle where only one of the two can survive, Ximen Chuuxue might die!

He patted his head and hurried towards the kitchen.

With a bang, Ye Gucheng's door was kicked open.

The person kicking the door usually appeared in front of Ye Gucheng, his pitch-black eyes almost bursting into flames.

"You want to fight Ximen Fuxue?"

Ye Gucheng put down his sword and nodded.

"You're crazy!" The young man's pale cheeks were stained with a blush—angrily, "You asked me to let him go, even if I was reluctant, I would follow what you said, but what is your identity, you ran to duel with him! If I had known this, I should have killed him!"

"Ximen Chuuxue is my opponent, I said, you are not allowed to touch him!" Ye Gucheng said coldly.

"But you are joking with your own life. We have been preparing for so long, and we are finally going to succeed. Are you going to die at this time?!"

"You think I'm going to lose?"

Of course, he almost blurted out a sentence, the young man rubbed his forehead, judging from the two people's current martial arts, Ye Gucheng's martial arts is slightly higher than Ximen Chuuxue's, but he is uneasy, as if there is a faint voice telling him, Ye Gucheng will lose!

Regardless of whether this was an illusion caused by worry, or something else, it was impossible for him to let Ye Gucheng go.

The boy squinted his eyes, turned around and was about to leave.

Ye Gucheng grabbed him and looked into his eyes. Ye Gucheng said word by word, very seriously: "I wrote the battle invitation myself. Before the decisive battle day, you are not allowed to touch him!"

The boy rarely compromised, "Do you think you are noble? As a swordsman, it is a very honorable and praiseworthy thing for a martyr to die at the hands of another swordsman?"

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips and did not speak.

But his eyes were bright, unprecedentedly bright.

The boy laughed, his voice was rough and ugly, with a touch of sarcasm.

"Ye Gucheng." The hoarse voice said extremely cruelly: "You are no longer a swordsman. When you told me that you want the throne, you are no longer a pure swordsman."

The boy approached him and bit his neck. While the smell of blood permeated, his eyes glowed red.

"From the moment you make a choice, your life does not belong to you."

It belongs to me!

The sound of footsteps from far to near woke up Ye Gucheng from his trance, he pushed the boy away suddenly, his brows were full of frost.

The visitor stood at the door, bowed and saluted and said, "My lord, the Holy One has ordered you to enter the palace."

The young man wiped the blood stained on his lips, "Understood." He took one last look at Ye Gucheng, turned around and left, "Prepare the car."

"Yes."

The door was gently closed, and the room became quiet again.

But Ye Gucheng's state of mind is completely different from before.

He touched the wound on his neck, and the wet feeling made him frown in disgust.

He doesn't regret seeking skin from a tiger, but since there is already a Ye Gucheng in this world, why is there a Ximen Chuuxue? !

Those things that he had buried with his own hands, and those things that he abandoned when he gradually understood the responsibilities on his body, woke up again when he saw Ximen Chuuxue and his sword.

Those desires and fighting spirit rekindled the fire in his body that had been extinguished for a long time.

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