[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Silent night.

The light of a few stars was dim, dotted sparsely on the night, and the waning moon in the sky was cold and pale, half hidden behind the clouds.

The cuckoo hooting of the owl came from the dense forest, which made people feel chills down the spine even more in the dead of night.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, followed by a slight clicking sound, and the small flame suddenly lit up, revealing a handsome and charming face.

"Old Ninth, come out." Although the man's voice was pleasant, there was a touch of arrogance.

The hooting of the owl stopped, a black shadow flashed quickly, and the orange flames flickered. The next moment, there was another person in front of him, a sturdy-looking young man.

"Jiuzhai Lord has worked hard," the man comforted, and then asked: "How is the situation?"

The young man replied: "Those golden men are all resting in the small village in front of them. There are not many of them, a total of 120 people, and there are no experts. With our force, we can completely destroy them."

"No hurry," the man said slowly, "after all, they are the envoys of the Jin Dynasty. It would be very troublesome to die in the Song Dynasty. It will not be too late to do it after they leave the Song Dynasty."

After a pause, he said again: "Hasn't it been discovered?"

The young man patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, Mu Jiuping will never make mistakes."

The man nodded in satisfaction, then gave a few more instructions, and then waved him away.

As soon as the young man left, he jumped down from the tree alone. His thick black eyebrows were open and unrestrained, and he was extremely handsome. The two small dimples on his cheeks did not affect his handsomeness, but made him look more friendly.

The person who came came to Gu Xichao's ear and said softly: "In this way, this matter can be considered settled."

Gu Xichao glanced at him, blew out the flames, then walked out of the forest with a flick of his sleeves, saying as he walked: "Before a person dies, everything is not over yet."

Qi Shaoshang rubbed his chin and followed behind him, "Anyway, it's about the same. Once Xichao completes this important event, the brothers in Lianyunzhai should have no excuse to prevent you from being the head of the family again."

Gu Xichao's footsteps paused, and then he said lightly: "Are you really willing to give me the Lianyun Village that you created with your own hands? Are you not unwilling at all?"

Qi Shaoshang smiled and said: "How can you be reluctant?! Xi Chao is more talented and ambitious than me, Lian Yunzhai will only be better in your hands! Now, we have already agreed, you can't go back on your word !"

He patted him on the shoulder, and added worryingly, "Even if you want to repent, it's already too late, I absolutely won't agree."

Gu Xichao smiled slightly, using the night to hide the flash of light in his eyes, he said: "Of course I won't go back on my word."

"That's right." Qi Shaoshang smiled without haze, and his shallow dimples were full of joy, "Actually, what difference does it make if the head of Lianyunzhai is you or me?! You and I cherish each other and are congenial, We are bosom friends!"

bosom friend?

Gu Xichao chuckled, and he thought of that noble person again, the small seal was carefully put away by him and hung in the brocade pouch around his neck.

He raised his hand to cover the small place where the seal was hanging on his chest, feeling the slight beating of his heart, and he threw away the hesitation and intolerance that had just arisen.

Qi Shaoshang, maybe you really understand me, my ambition, my ambition, my pride, and the resentment and unwillingness I have accumulated over the years.But, so what, you are one step late after all, I have already met my bole, bosom friend!I do not need!

The emperor's tour is a big event, there are too many things to prepare, Yan Jingbai has to decide who will accompany him, and the court must also arrange someone to sit in the guard.

Originally, Yan Jingbai planned to have Zhuge Zhengwo and Fu Zongshu act as government agents, but Zhao Ji, who never cared about political affairs, suddenly stood up and said that he would handle the affairs of the court.

Yan Jingbai was not without doubts, especially after the relationship between the two of them became stiff because of the Zichen Palace matter, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse.After all, Zhao Ji was the Supreme Emperor and his father in name. The Song Dynasty paid great attention to human relations and filial piety. When it was not a last resort, he, the son, must not be the first to tear himself apart with him.

In the end, he could only leave a small team of Conglongwei to watch secretly, just in case.

After everything was arranged properly, Yan Jingbai left Kaifeng under the escort of five hundred Cong Longwei and two thousand Imperial Guards.

Sitting in the slightly swaying luxury carriage, Yan Jingbai closed his eyes and meditated. He thought of the relieved and sighing expression on Zhuge Zhengwo who had just sent him off with all the officials.

He knew that Leng Xue had already told Zhuge Zhengwo what he said on purpose, and Zhuge Zhengwo believed his words without any doubt. Be on his side.

After all, he is a truly virtuous minister who cares about the country and the people. A cheered up young emperor is more beneficial to the world and the people than an old, soft-boned man who only knows how to love affairs.

With the wisdom of Zhuge Zhengwo, I should know what kind of choice is the best!

And with Zhuge Zheng me in the court, he can let go of half of his heart.

Although the Song Dynasty is prosperous, it is no better than modern times. First of all, transportation is a problem.

If it is in modern times, it takes only a few hours to drive freely from Kaifeng to Taiyuan, but in ancient times, even if the emperor was in a car pulled by the best and most expensive hard-earned BMW in the world, it would take several days.

Yan Jingbai felt that he was getting moldy from squatting in the carriage every day, and finally he was able to come out to breathe fresh air while the team was resting.

The scenery more than 1000 years ago is much better than the modern steel and cement. It is the time when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and there are vibrant dark green everywhere.

Yan Jingbai waved his hand to tell the group of people behind him what to do, and then walked slowly into the woods with only cold blood and great interest.

Layers of green leaves are lush, and various unknown birds are singing happily.Suddenly, Yan Jingbai paused, then turned a corner and walked to the right.

Holding the sword in his arms, Leng Xue followed closely behind him, secretly guarding himself, watching the movement around him all the time.

Passing through the woods, you can see the blue sky, white clouds, and a stream flowing down from a distance. The water is clear and tinkling.

On the rocks by the stream, a figure in red was carrying them behind his back - soaking feet? !

As if hearing the movement behind him, the man turned around, his bright smile looked more childish and cute under the sunlight.

"Officials?!"