Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

little liar

What Xu Huaiqing didn't believe the most was this kind of rhetoric. He was born in the royal family, and he was used to this nagging look since he was a child, so he didn't even wink at this old man.

What's more, such people have a lot of plans, and all they want is to increase their ranks and ranks in the shell of a fairy.How can there be any real ability.

It has no use other than being a mascot that is held up every day to unite people's hearts.

But in the next moment, the old man's voice shocked the people present and changed their expressions.

"The old man came to find a little friend named Gowa, and sent him off for the last time, which can be regarded as a break from the secular world for him."

The old Taoist face was calm, and it was only when Gowa was mentioned that he showed some turmoil, which seemed to really confirm the sentence of fate.But what he said made Qi Fei couldn't help standing up, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly seemed to freeze.

Most of Qi Fei's drunkenness dissipated, and at this moment, it felt like a cold air entered his body. On the one hand, he felt that this person must be crazy, and on the other hand, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

Purely disgusting.

If this person comes to save others, he can still have fun and experience supernatural powers, but Gewa, forget it, this person's death is not a pity, no matter how many times he goes to hell, it is worth it.

Gowa is a Hun, they are Han, and they have been sworn enemies since ancient times. Now come to their barracks to save a Hun, come and smash it!

Once the old way was connected with the conspiracy, the seeds of doubt completely sprouted in his heart, and Qi Fei immediately became concerned about this matter, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

It's not a small trick that Gewa can come to the door just after his death. Besides, even he just found out just now that an old man is more informed than anyone else?

But this also put a mysterious color on the old man, and Qi Fei looked at him with strange eyes.

He took the lead in clasping his fists, and his face changed into a stern and selfless look: "The old minister feels that everything is related to the Huns, and everything needs to be investigated carefully. Please leave this matter to the minister."

As he said that, Qi Fei glanced at the old Taoist with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see him through.

However, Qi Fei's abilities are only aimed at stupid, cute and ignorant soldiers, and he can't see through this old way.Because this old man's face has not had much ups and downs from the beginning to now, which also makes him look unpredictable and unpredictable.

But Qi Fei's walking in the barracks does not rely on this, but on pretending. Anyone who looks at Shang Qi Fei's firm and suspicious eyes will inevitably become trembling and panic.

But the old man was otherwise, he didn't even change his face, and comforted him: "Don't worry, general, first listen to the old man carefully."

This is a well-thought-out plan.

Seeing his indifference, Qi Fei also hesitated in his heart, is there really a reason?

So he couldn't help but stood to one side, wanting to see what this person had to say when His Majesty obviously didn't want to cause trouble.

And Xu Huaiqing turned his head away, except for his cold face, he didn't show any signs of anger.

Except for the letter belonging to Gova clutched in his hand.

One moment he was still specious but it was a pity for such a person, and the next moment an old Taoist was making a big fuss for Gowadao's life.

Indeed, a complex person is more likely to reflect mystery, and is more suitable to be a seesaw.

But Xu Huaiqing couldn't help slandering him, it's a pity for him, but he also really wants to kill Gova, the two are not contradictory, aren't they?

Song Yan sat on the side and leaned back leisurely, putting her hand on the back of His Majesty's, and also became curious.If life is bitter, Gova is naturally counted. He fled away from his hometown and joined the Huns when he was young. I hate the fate set by others, but I still remember to remind myself all the time.

But having said so much, he is also a real Hun, except that the blood shed is different, no matter how hard he is, he is their enemy. Frankly speaking, what do they do.

Song Yan had no doubts that even if the old man revealed Gova's identity to win sympathy, no one would buy it.

Because everyone present had a blood feud with Gowa more or less, and there was no mercy at all.

Pity a general of the Xiongnu, they are neither idle nor full.

Song Yan shook her head, getting closer and closer to Xu Huaiqing, unconsciously getting together.

Seeing that the old general had been appeased, the old Taoist became more confident, regardless of the displeasure of the people in the tent, he showed a bit of extraordinary all around, it was because of his temperament.

But there was inadvertently a look of detachment in his eyes, and he said in a deep and appropriate voice, not too sad but also showing a bit of compassion: "Govata's life experience is miserable..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Huaiqing raising his hand, and he asked: "A person who is here to save his life?"

The old Taoist nodded quickly: "Yes, old man, that's what I meant."

"Know Gova?"

The old man said: "No, no, there is a fate and there is no fate. The old man calculated it."

As he spoke, he raised his free left hand, pinching his fingers as if he was about to count.

The decisive look immediately frightened the scattered people in the tent, and they opened their mouths in surprise.

Xu Huaiqing, Song Yan and a group of generals also looked over, to be precise, they concentrated on his left hand.

Song Yan was amazed, it was the first time he saw such supernatural powers of human beings, but he didn't believe it in his heart, because he couldn't communicate with the world, and there was no spiritual power condensed and entwined on it.

Song Yan looked down, but she clasped His Majesty's fingers so skillfully that the original letter fell to the ground.

Everyone's eyes came together, and the old man was proud.

But when he really raised his left hand, his heart skipped a beat. His hand was too green and tender, and it didn't match the old creases on his face at all.The old Taoist screamed in his heart, but his face was very steady.Under the gaze of everyone, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and pinch his fingers, ignoring Bai Nen's fingers to count.

God knows, he only speaks well, and the rest are half-bottles dangling, counting with his fingers?Hey, he checked the astrology a long time ago, but they didn't give him a chance to show it.

It was in vain for him to memorize Gova's life. Originally, he wanted to speak slowly in the best tone so as to win the favor of the people around him.

You know, Gova is a typical person, and it will really have a miraculous effect if he makes a deal.

After a while, seeing that the timing was almost the same, the old Taoist hurriedly and slowly lowered his hand and put it behind his back, while the other hand holding the rabbit unconsciously covered it up, not daring to attract half attention.At this time, he still had a thin and dark face and said: "If there is no disturbance from outside objects, the old man calculates that the snow will last for ten days before it stops."

He pointed at the rabbit and pointed out the heavy snow outside.

Ten days, it was almost like this in previous years.

However, what the old Taoist said was accurate. This year's snow will not be less or more than one day.

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can wait for ten days to verify the truth of what the old man said."

His eyes are sincere, his eyes are clear, and his words are full of air.

Clearly confident.

Xu Huaiqing's eyes fell lightly on this man for a week: "Believe it, why don't you believe it. However, there are many people suffering in the military camp. Presumably, since the old man can do so much for a Hun he doesn't know, he will be more merciful to the Han people."

"Coincidentally, a lot of soldiers died in the barracks recently, the old man might as well go and save them one by one."

It was rare for Xu Huaiqing to speak nicely, and it seemed that he was not in the mood for difficulty.

At this time, Song Yan also realized that His Majesty still didn't believe it, or this person hadn't deceived His Majesty at all, and he was trying to provoke someone at this moment.

Isn't it because of supernatural powers? Since you are involved with a miserable person, why don't you come and show kindness.

Song Yan also smiled and said: "With the contribution of the old man, I think those 85 people will rest in peace."

This is the number of sacrifices. Even if they have a great advantage, casualties are inevitable on the battlefield.

Song Yan said the number of people very slowly and very lightly, but the number of people was like a heavy hammer that knocked down the fragile heart of the old man under the skin.

The old man blinked his eyes, then turned to Song Yan with a stiff head, in disbelief.

It seems to be asking, how much?

How much does he have to go beyond?

Song Yan repeated: "There are 85 and [-] people, and their names must be clearly matched, so that they cannot be confused."

At this time, Song Yan was like a devil to the old Taoist, only listening to the devil's voice continued:

"Extra busy, it is better to start now. It will not be too late to talk about Gova after 85 people have been rescued."

Twenty-three thousand and eighty-five circulated in the old man's mind like a curse. If it wasn't for the broken face under the digital attack, he might not be able to maintain the only calm on his face.

!Twenty-three thousand 85, has he seen so many people when he grows up so big?

At this time, the emperor above seemed to have eased his face for the old man's knowledge, and said with relief: "Since the old man has a heart, I will send someone to help you now."

The tender-skinned young man in the old way shook his head anxiously, no, he didn't answer at all!

How could this chorus have anything to do with him, he obviously just wanted to save a typical person to get a foothold, that's all.

But obviously he has been dragged out now, he can't advance or retreat, he still has to hesitate, but Xu Huaiqing doesn't give him a chance at all.

Xu Huaiqing showed the emperor's moodiness vividly and vividly. He was still very gentle just now, but now he was faintly displeased: "Why, you want to deceive the emperor?"

"No, no, I have absolutely no intention of that!" The old man said hastily, but cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Following the direction of the sweat flow, the warped sides of the face were reflected in the sight of Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing without hindrance.

Xu Huaiqing squeezed Song Yan's hand, and the two looked at each other, all meanings were speechless.

At this time, Song Yan looked at Xu Huaiqing and said in a bright voice with a smile: "I will take you as an old man personally, the general must be sincere and sincere, not to mention the pious and sharp words, and you must knock on the other end!"

He said this to the people under the old Taoist Pipi, but the old Taoist was sweating in panic at the moment, so Song Yan didn't look at him at all, and he lost his position first.

Xu Huaiqing said in a low voice helplessly: "I don't know which family's children came to cheat, and cheated me."

Xu Huaiqing was angry and helpless, so I didn't say anything, and just called myself Lao Tzu to relieve my hatred.He originally thought he was a seasoned liar, but it turned out to be a little liar who came here for fun.

Song Yan also whispered, comforting: "I will teach him a lesson on your behalf."

Xu Huaiqing nodded slightly, and said loudly: "General Song has a heart, so let's take over this matter. We must treat this old man well."

He suppressed the word old-fashioned on purpose, and the invisible pressure pressed on the young man in the old-fashioned skin.

All the generals present nodded deeply. They couldn't be more satisfied with the result. No matter how clever you are, you have to stay in their territory if you come to them. It is impossible to leave after such a provocation.

So, stay and work!

What is this called? This is called the Great Teleportation of the Universe.