The Melancholy of the National Teacher

The sound of the eight characters hit the ground, and the Qilin Hall was shocked into silence.

General Da Sima opened his mouth wide enough to stuff two eggs. He looked at Wu Shi who was talking, and then at Le Dao sitting on the golden seat. Next, a tiger pounced on Wu Shi with a plain face.

He covered Wu Shiwangui's mouth, looked left and right, and made sure that the palace people had all retreated, before releasing his hand by a gap.

"Keep your voice down," the burly general said like a fly buzzing at this moment, "There are cracks in the door, and ears in the walls."

Wu Li Qinggui, who was standing aside, looked at him like he was looking at an idiot.

However, his opinion was the same as that of Bai Shilang, "How can Your Majesty tell this matter so easily?"

On the contrary, Le Dao himself is not as close to the enemy as these two people are, "As long as you kill the great witch, you can unravel the myriad phenomena on my body, so what if you don't tell me about this kind of thing, those who want to know already know it, otherwise What are they trying to do to lure the great witch away from the imperial capital?"

"It's not necessarily true," Wu Li has been adjudicating cases and sentencing with one of the Six Ministers, Da Si Kou, for many years, and his words are also well-founded, "The national teacher fought with His Majesty in the world, and made many enemies. Targeting him and targeting His Majesty should not be confused. "

"For me, there is no difference between targeting him or targeting me."

Le Dao is cold and authentic.

Wu Li Qinggui realized that he had said something that displeased the emperor, although he still wanted to say something, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to put it aside for the time being and listen to what others had to say.

Bai Shilang had already got up from the ground, and Wu Shi who was thrown by him showed no displeasure on his face. He clapped his hands lightly, and stepped back to the side again. Hearing the emperor's words, Bai Shilang frowned deeply, and after thinking about it decently, He opened the mouth and said: "There are many people who have made enemies with the national teacher... and His Majesty."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Miao Ledao, and said: "The Hu people in Qinglu regard the national teacher as a traitor, and even the southern Xinjiang Baiyue, His Majesty just came back from the southeast to suppress the rebellion. In the face of the Baiyue people, they took down the head of the great witch in southern Xinjiang, or the Four Kingdoms Alliance in exile in Eastern Chu. It is absolutely impossible to let the national teacher live...but His Majesty is also involved in these things, and the hatred of more people should still be on His Majesty."

"That's all," Le Dao asked back, "Hate can last for thousands of years, but it can also be easily eliminated. The only thing that drives these people to do it is this world. This world has fallen into my hands, but they still don't change their minds."

Shiraishirou lowered his head.

He who has followed Le Dao for many years knows that the Lord is about to give an order.

However, he didn't expect that Le Dao would send half of the [-] defenders stationed at Zuochuan Pass in Yungu County.

Wu Li and Wu Shi have returned to the star platform, and Bai Shilang has never missed the national teacher so much. If the national teacher is here, he only needs a few words to dismiss the emperor's wayward behavior.

...Although the one who will be tossed next will be the national teacher himself, but after all, it will not disturb others, will it?

Bai Shilang followed Le Dao into the apse.

"Your Majesty, winter is the time when the barbarian troops are going south. Even if Qinglu has already surrendered, this matter must be guarded against."

"It's okay." Le Dao threw the damaged robe aside, "By the way, Shi Lang, I still have something to ask you."

"Although His Majesty ordered, but..."

"I miss the Great Witch, I'm so sad, I'm sick from thinking, the doctor told me to rest well, this month's court meeting should be changed to once every three days."

The corner of Bai Shilang's mouth twitched as he watched the emperor take off his outer shirt and inner shirt in front of him, revealing that the clothes were tightly attached to the bones, with beautifully shaped muscles and a very healthy body. The emperor was nearly forty years old, and still a little bit old. His attitude is not obvious, and it is really speechless to cooperate with his nonsense.

Le Dao changed into a whole set of clothes, all of which were cut from linen and cotton without patterns, and then put on an ordinary leather jacket, wrapped his two knives in black cloth and hung them around his waist.

Shiraishirou felt his right eyelid twitch.

He tremblingly asked: "Your Majesty...you...what are you going to do?"

Le Dao took off his hair crown, tied it into a ponytail casually, and finally changed into a pair of old leather boots, turning into a good-looking man who is ready to go.

He didn't even look back, he waved at Bai Shilang casually, and raised a smile that everyone hadn't seen for several days and was determined to win.

"Don't worry," he said, "I'm just going to bring back my great witch."

***

Erlong Mountain.

These days, Wu Lun, who has been going back and forth between being confused and being confused again, is of course... still being confused at this moment.

The word "uncle" is like a thunderbolt exploding from the sky, frying him until he is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. As long as he is sprinkled with a layer of salt, he can be served on the table and become a big dish praised by everyone.

He subconsciously wanted to say it was impossible, but under the gaze of the black witch, he remembered those people who lost their lives in the middle of the mountain and the caravan masters who turned into stone statues, and learned to be cautious when wandering with human teeth. Returning to him, rather than refuting, the more important thing at this moment is to save his life from this lunatic black witch.

Although this person seems to treat him very well now, but the world often becomes like this, who knows what will happen tomorrow?

So Uren shut his mouth tightly.

He recalled the days when his mother had not returned to Styx.

Wu Lun is a barbarian, but he grew up in Zhonglu. He can't remember what happened before he was three years old. As long as he can remember, he has lived with his mother in Canglong Mountain and hunted for a living.

There are more rabbits than people in the deep mountains, and the mother and son live in simple terms and have less contact with others.

Four months ago, at the beginning of autumn, a strange person came to see Ulun's mother. Since that day, her mother had been sick and weakened day by day. In the end, there was no cure, and she passed away within a short period of ten days.

Before those strange people found out, he buried his mother and sneaked down the mountain, but he didn't want to be caught by human teeth and used as a slave.

Ulun never thought about whether there were relatives in his family, and even if there were, it was none of his business, let alone such a person who said he was his uncle.

He didn't believe this person's words, so he could only find clues to guess the person's identity.

Wu Lun is not ignorant of the world, he has seen the little witches in the villages and towns down the mountain, those little witches can do nothing but make the grain grow better in the field, and drive away the monsters who are weaker than rabbits, let alone Not to mention summoning that kind of wind at will, or turning a living person into a statue.

Since he is not a little witch, and ordinary witches don't seem to be so powerful, then... could this person be a great witch?

How many great witches are there in Sanlu?

The Daxue Mountain in Bailu is the place where the thousand-year-old hibiscus tree grows, and it is also a holy place for witches. The great witch of Huzang guards it there and will never leave.There is also Baiyue County. It is said that there was a new big witch a year ago, but this big witch is definitely not a black witch.

There is only Da'an Guoshi, only this great witch is the black witch who drives the power of demons, and is the only black witch who has become a great witch.

In the stories that Wu Lun had heard, Master Da An Guo grew three heads, two male heads and one female head, and eight hands, none of which were human hands. He sat on the top of the Star Tower every day, and a meal would eat a hundred people’s Meat, drinking the blood of a hundred people, is a pair with the monster named Emperor Da'an who has four heads, six hands, and diamonds all over his body and body.

...But although the person in front of him is wearing a bird's skull, he still looks like a human being.

Or could he pretend to be a human?

Ulun looked again and again, but he couldn't find the two extra heads and the remaining six hands on Helianyu's body. When Helianyu looked back inexplicably, he retreated angrily, intending to find evidence from other places to prove his guess.

He planned to start with the word "uncle". After all, from the perspective of Ulun's absolute innocence, no one would like to be called uncle by anyone casually.

Mother's brothers are called uncles, so does the national teacher in Da'an have sisters?

Have.

This is also a well-known thing in the world. Da'an Guoshi and Qinglu female Khan are twins. Before the two were born, the previous sun witch Zao Shuang made a prophecy, saying that Muren Khan and his Da Yan Shi will give birth to the next sun witch, and predicts that the child will fall in love with the new lord of Sanliu.

Therefore, when Da Yan gave birth to a male and a female twins, it frightened the world.

The daughter of the twins, the glorious Princess Naren is the successor of the Great Sun Witch, and later became the female khan of Qinglu. Apart from her, the Da'an Guoshi has no other sisters.

Princess Naren never married in her life, let alone have a son as old as him.

Not to mention, even if Princess Naren died at the hands of Master Da'an, if he was really Princess Naren's son, Master Da'an would not have treated him so well.

Wu Lun pushed this conclusion twice from beginning to end, and finally concluded with reason and evidence that if this person is really Da'an Guoshi, then this person must have lost his mind and turned into a fool.

At night, when he was about to rest in the snow cave that was lit orange by the bonfire, Wu Lun told Helian Yu his conclusion word by word.

Helian Yu gave him the same answer.

"Go to sleep."

The little boy, as weak as a cat, glared at him for a while, but finally fell asleep wrapped in his cloak next to the snow goat.

He Lianyu chuckled for a moment, absently fiddling with the firewood in the bonfire.

The kid is smart, he thought.

That's right, after all, his younger sister has been smarter than him since he was a child, so her children should naturally be so smart.

Being smart is always better. When he sends the child to Daxueshan, he doesn't have to worry that the child will be bullied by the people of Daxueshan. The schoolwork in Daxueshan will not be difficult for this child. Leave things to him... No, let's forget about this, a person like him who will bring bad luck to others... After sending this child to Daxue Mountain, it is better not to meet him.

He took out the fire jade pendant that was close to his chest, stuffed it into the leather cloak that wrapped Uren, then took out a letter from his sleeve, opened it, and read it carefully by the light of the campfire.

This is exactly the letter sent to Star Tower more than half a month ago.

"...Brilliant Naren, her treasure is resting beside me at this moment. I sincerely invite Great Witch Helian to meet you in Yunping City on the [-]th of the end of the year. I will treat you with good wine."

Along with the letter was a token of his sister, and a token of the taciturn man whom he had barely met, who always followed his sister.

Before her sister died, she did say that she gave birth to a boy a year ago. After calculation, this child should be nine years old, and the age can match, and the spiritual power in this child's blood echoes him. Impossible to fake.

Now that he has found someone, there is no need to keep the appointment, Helian Yu frowned, planning to throw the letter into the bonfire and burn it.

At this moment, Uren turned over and rolled half of his body out of the cloak.

Helian Yu went to help him cover the cloak, but when he glanced over, he was attracted by Ulun's fingers.

The nails on the fingers were blue-black in the firelight.

When the boy scratched him this morning, his nails were not the same color.

……poisoned?