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

After this early court, Yan Jingbai finally understood how rotten the current Song court was, and reform was almost imminent.

He asked someone to fetch a pen and paper, and lay down on the table to write and draw. Although this body did not leave him with much memory, some physical instincts were still there. For example, this hand was practiced under the influence of his father. calligraphy.

This also avoids the possibility of being recognized by others.

The first thing to rectify is the group of civil and military ministers in the court who only know how to collect money and dawdle. Of course, those who are capable should be reused, and those who are not capable should be cleaned up early. He had to face the noisy farce below, which made his head ache.

This is easy to say, but difficult to execute.

With the system, everyone's talent and character are firmly engraved in his mind, so there is no need to worry about who will be left behind and who will be cleaned up. This is almost the only gold left to him by the system that only issues tasks. The finger is gone, the most important thing now is how to execute it.

The ministers in the court were all young men hugging each other. His cleaning up was going to poke a hornet's nest. You don't need to think about it. With Zhao Huan's current prestige, it is absolutely impossible to suppress it.Moreover, he has not forgotten that there is still a Supreme Emperor living in the deep palace, and once the trouble comes to him, it will be another big trouble.

Fortunately, he is not without advantages.

The slender penholder lightly tapped under several names. This is the world of martial arts, not a historical drama. It is not impossible to turn things around by relying on those amazing characters created by Mr. Wen.

Everything depends on whether he can play a wise and mighty emperor well—without any script!

Thinking of this, his eyes showed a kind of confidence and calmness that is unique to a movie star when facing his profession.

Although the internal problems are troublesome, they are still expected to be resolved. As for the external problems, he squeezed the center of his brows with a headache. The Jingkang disaster is just a year later. With his current status, it is absolutely impossible to compromise, but he has not forgotten that the past Zhao Huan talked about the change of gold, he is a standard soft bone, not to mention whether the Song Dynasty will be the opponent of the Jin people in a fight, but his current attitude towards gold is also a troublesome thing in the eyes of interested people.

Wanting to change the established image of Zhao Huan in people's minds is also a top priority. It may be more important than replacing officials and fighting the Jin people. You must know that the ancient emperor was the spiritual symbol of a country.

If the ruler is strong, the country is strong; if the ruler is weak, the country is weak.

And changing the image requires an opportunity, the most appropriate opportunity.

After spending an afternoon working hard, he finally decided on a general goal for the future. Yan Jingbai stood up and stretched himself.

Fu Quan'er, the chief eunuch serving at the side, hurried forward and kneaded his sore shoulder.

Yan Jingbai slandered his weak body again, and then asked, "What time is it?"

"It's time to go back to the official's house."

Yan Jingbai was surprised, "It's so late?!"

"Yes." Fu Quan'er paused and said again: "Ms. Zheng came here just now and sent the cakes she made by herself. Can the official come to sit with her?"

His pitch-black eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at him calmly, Yan Jingbai said softly: "How much benefit did you take from her?"

Fu Quan'er's face turned completely pale, knees bent, and he knelt down on the ground, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't even speak, "No, no... this old slave dare not..."

Yan Jingbai was silent for a long time, the stagnant air made the kneeling people terrified, and what awaited him was neither scolding nor punishment, but a neutral sentence, "There will be no next time!"

Fu Quan'er nodded fiercely, her eyes full of fear.

Yan Jingbai straightened his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and said, "Go back to Funing Palace."

"Yes, yes..." Fu Quan'er didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly ordered.On the way back to Funing Palace, his frightened eyes glanced at the Luanjia not far away from time to time. When the breeze blew, he realized that his back was already wet and cold.

After all, it is the Son of Heaven. Once he launches his power, the aura is definitely not something anyone can bear.

The official may seem to have a softer temper in the past, but he is not the master who is easy to fool. Maybe even himself, the person closest to him, has been misjudged.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead again.

When we returned to Funing Palace, the sun had already set, and there was only a layer of orange light in the sky, and the whole palace seemed to be bathed in that warm halo.

Yan Jingbai took Fuquan'er's hand and stepped down from the Luanjia, just about to enter the hall, but suddenly stopped.He turned around and walked towards the gate guard who was half-kneeling to welcome Sheng Jia.

Although there are more than ten guards guarding the gate, he is completely different from other guards.Even though he is kneeling, he is not humble, and people can clearly feel the arrogance in his bones.

The overly long hair was a little messy by the wind, and it was tied casually with an old white hair tie, and it fell loose behind her.Perhaps because of the evening light, the dark hair actually faintly reflected the green light.

The vigorous figure is wrapped in a black strong suit, and the tight lines underneath and the huge power hidden in it can still be seen clearly through the thin fabric.

Seeing that Yan Jingbai had been staring at that person, Fu Quan'er immediately said with interest: "This is a cold-blooded guard, sent by God Zhuge himself."

Yan Jingbai naturally knew the other party's identity. In fact, the reason why he was standing here was because of the prompt sound in his head.

"Cold-blooded

Original name: Leng Lingqi

Status: One of the Four Famous Detectives, Zhuge Zhengwo's Fourth Disciple

Weapon: An unsheathed, thin, nameless sword

Special skill: No. 49 unknown sword No. 40 eight-way broken sword swordsmanship - sword palm natural way Identity: Outcast, raised by wolves in the forest, and later adopted by Zhuge Shenhou. "

He is naturally curious about the characters in these books.

Fang Yingkan, he had no real contact with him, he only glanced at him from a distance, but he also felt that the other party was unfathomable; Zhuge Zhengwo, I have met twice these days, he is a sage who cares about the country and the people; I don't know what kind of demeanor this fourth master Leng, one of the four famous arresters, is like.

Thinking of this, his interest became more and more intense, so he said: "Raise your head and let me have a look."

Hearing this, the man raised his head abruptly, Yan Jingbai lowered his eyes, meeting a pair of emerald green eyes.

What a wolf-like boy!Yan Jingbai admired in his heart.

Thick black eyebrows, straight nose bridge, slightly thin cheeks, full of aloofness and stubbornness between the eyebrows and eyes, this person looks at most eighteen or nineteen years old, which really doesn't match the title "Master".

"Is your injury healed?" Yan Jingbai asked.

Leng Xue pursed his lips and said coldly, "Yes."

Fu Quan'er next to him seemed very dissatisfied with his disrespectful attitude towards the emperor. Although he was a little afraid of those green eyes, he still rebuked him bravely: "Don't be rude to the officials!"

A trace of impatience flashed in the youth's Youlu eyes, but thinking of Uncle Shi's warning before sending him here, he still endured it, but his complexion became more and more cold.

Seeing that he simply fell silent and didn't say anything, Fuquan'er was even more displeased. Although he was a eunuch, he served the emperor by his side, so his status and status were naturally different. Even his master Zhuge Shenhou didn't dare to ignore him like this Yes, but now he is being treated like this by a brat, it would be strange for him to let him go with good intentions!

He stroked his sleeves, and was about to have a big fight, but was stopped by Yan Jingbai the next moment.

Cold sweat broke out instantly on the forehead, how could he forget the power of the official family today!

Shrinking his neck, he cautiously retreated behind Yan Jingbai, even if he asked Leng Xue to accompany him by his side, he didn't dare to say anything.

Although he will have to face those terrifying eyes constantly in the future, it is better than losing his life. The previous officials would not kill him no matter what, but the current official, he really dare not do it ensure!