I got up again

The noon sun was strong and dazzling, and the Lantai officials gathered in twos and threes, talking about daily trivial matters, shaking their fans once in a while, dispelling the fatigue under the scorching sun.

The quaint incense burner was burning the old bureau of Ersu, and under the curling green smoke, the hall was still hot and dull.

"Gu Zhizhong? Are you here again?"

There was a smile on Gu Yun's fair cheeks. No matter who greeted her, she would respond politely. She walked all the way to the end, and when she saw the woman lying on the table, her smile couldn't hold back. Her forehead was throbbing with veins, and she growled, "Zhao Shili!"

The woman in Tsing Yi raised her head hazily, with sleepy eyes.

Gu Ziming pulled her and walked out, left the orchid, and walked under the stone lion, Gu Ziming suppressed his anger and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"Did you come to the palace to sleep?"

"Your Majesty told me to wait for you every day. You are either in a daze or distracted. Is this your attitude as a king?"

"You have completely disgraced the Saint Academy." Gu Ziming's face was ashen, "You have been in the palace for so long, but you have not done anything. Everyone thinks you are a disgrace to the teacher!"

"Your Majesty asked you about Dongzhou the day before yesterday. You have clearly been studying in Dongjun for several years, but you didn't say a word?"

The woman in Tsing Yi yawned heavily, rubbed her eyes, and said weakly, "Actually, my mouth is what I want to say."

Gu Yun: "Huh?"

"But it's just too sleepy."

Gu Yun's face darkened.

The woman continued to ask, "Can I take a leave of absence? I will work after I get enough sleep."

Gu Ziming's chest heaved wildly, his voice soared, "Where do you think the palace is?!!!"

The woman was dressed in black clothes and a red belt, with a noble temperament, it was rare to show such a groggy expression, her fair and elegant face was as black as an iron pot.

Zhao Shili was taken aback, and quickly comforted her, "Senior sister, don't be excited, don't be excited..."

"You still know that I'm your senior sister?" Gu Ziming was angry, "You have been in the palace for so long, and you only got the title of Sleepy Lord. Are you worthy of your Zhao family's Yasheng ancestor?"

When it comes to family ancestors, the woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help restraining her face, and worshiped with a straight face, "What Ziming said is true, I have been educated."

Gu Yun looked at her quietly for a while, and asked, "When are you coming back?"

"Your talent for governing the country is unique, but this is not the reason for you to waste your body wantonly." Her eyes were calm, and the worry in her eyes was undisguised, "Your body itself is not good. Nanzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital, so distracted. , who is not trapped if you are not trapped?"

"You are the only person in the Zhao family who has the qualifications of a sub-sage in a hundred years. Can you bring the Zhao family to the top again..." She paused, and said sincerely, "I hope you can think about it for the family."

Gu Yun said softly, "No matter what, it's time to make a choice. Nanzhou has been decided, so you can do it yourself."

Under the scorching sun, the woman's back was determined, her gentle voice lingering in the wind.

"My lord is calling you."

Walking in, the woman said softly, "The teacher is looking for me."

The old man sat on the top, slowly rubbing his temples, feeling very tired and senile.

In just a few months, she seemed to be ten years older.

Green smoke curled up from the incense burner, and the room fell silent.

I don't know how long it took before the old man opened his eyes, his eyes were tired, "Wen Jing, aren't you back yet?"

The woman couldn't look directly into the old man's eyes, and after a while, she said, "Soon."

"Soon? You were talking about it a year ago."

The old man threw the scroll in his hand to her feet, "You are slaughtering Nanzhou for her. Is this what you call 'the world will be slaughtered in the future'?"

"Zhao Wanli!" She said in a very serious tone.

The woman knelt down, "Teacher... I don't know..."

"I don't want to see you do wrong things again," the old man took a deep breath, "You can't do without the empire if you want to restore your ancestral reputation."

"Sanctification requires the dragon veins and luck of the empire," she said heartbroken, "to make meritorious deeds, to establish virtue, to establish words, and to let you enter the imperial court is to let you make meritorious deeds!"

"Wen Jing, are you worthy of your ardent father and grandfather?"

"They've already regretted it, so they shouldn't have sent you to Old Zhao and learned from him so deviantly!"

The woman looked up in amazement, "Teacher?"

The old man stood up abruptly, "To be holy is to educate the world. Saint Academy has the best conditions, and with the help of the imperial court, you can go on your way. Wenjing, don't make mistakes."

The woman's complexion changed, and she suddenly asked, "Have you seen Xu Zigui, Teacher?"

"Xu Zigui?" The old man remembered in a flash, such a dazzling child made it hard not to remember, "Is that Bai Yu Wuxia?"

"A very good child, pure and kind like a gentleman, his words and deeds are consistent, but it's a pity that he came from..." The old man shook his head, "It is impossible for the court to agree."

Zhao Xiang looked at her for a while, then suddenly asked, "When Nanzhou worships the heavens, the sky is covered with celebration clouds."

The old man frowned, "Is this really the case? Didn't you say you fainted because you didn't see clearly?"

Zhao Xiang: "Yes, it's the real Qingyun."

"Whether it's me, Zhang Mingde, Cui Youruo, Ye Wujin, they don't have the ability to overwhelm Qingyun, but..."

"Xu Zigui can."

She looked into the old man's eyes and asked word by word, "Teacher, can there be two saints in the world?"

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" The old man said to himself, "Impossible, if a sage comes out, the destiny is fixed, it's impossible..."

"Although that child is pure, kind and intelligent, she is far from a saint. She is only self-cultivating, right?"

"If you say it's Ye Yu, it's still possible..."

The old man gradually came back to his senses, "Wen Jing, when will you come back?"

"You should know that your body can't sustain such a level of consumption, so make a choice early, Wen Jing."

After a pause, her turbid eyes gradually turned cold, "Since you don't want to be the commander of Lantai, then let's resign for now."

"Your Majesty is still short of a servant, so go and try."

"Teacher, I want to sleep!"

"No." The old man coldly rejected her request.

"The Lantai order is still reserved for you, I hope you make a choice early."

After being dismissed from office, the woman breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately got up and walked to the old man, "Teacher, has the matter of Pingling come to fruition?"

"What about tens of thousands of people, how can there be no results for a heinous crime?"

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

The old man's veins gradually throbbed, and his scalp became tight when she called the teacher left and right.

"Get out!" With the roar full of anger, the woman was directly thrown out of the cabinet.

Patting the skirt of the shirt, the woman muttered, "The teacher is really irritable... so sleepy..."

After blasting the little brat out, it really became much quieter.

The old man drank tea for a while, and said thoughtfully, "Go and check Xu Zigui's news."

In a place where no one was around, a low promise floated in the wind.

On Long Island, Li Qingming was dressed in pine green and tall, looking at the person in front of him, "Why are you here?"

In front of her, there are more than [-] Xuanwu soldiers who are arrogant and vigorous.

The Xuanwu Army is a rare high-level military army in the world. Ninety-nine percent of its members are warriors. The high-level warriors are almost comparable to the Knights of the Temple.

The team in front of him was selected from Jiang Feng's personal guards, and they were all seventh-rank warriors.

Before them, it was Li Qingming's long-lost friend, the adjutant.

"General! I have surrendered to the devil!" The adjutant replied loudly with an energetic face.

Li Qingming put his hands behind his back and looked at Jiang Feng expressionlessly.

Jiang Feng clasped his hands, "At first I didn't want to talk to him, but somehow he found Lao Xia's room, pestered Lao Xia to intercede, and insisted on following you."

"I said that as long as I can continue to follow you, I can sell myself," Jiang Feng smiled playfully, "I asked a little bit, and then I agreed."

She walked up to Li Qingming's side, gave her an elbow, and teased, "You pick him up and I pick you up in the same way."

Li Qingming looked at her coldly, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Feng showed a disappointed expression, "Qingming, you are really not cute at all."

"Yu Shu is cute, go find Yu Shu." Li Qingming said expressionlessly.

Jiang Feng: "?"

Yu Shu: "???"

Get swept while standing?

Is it in your way?

She said unhappily, "My surname is Li, I think your skin is itchy after three days of not beating?"

Li Qingming looked back coldly, his hands slowly dropped to his sides, the dark green rings on his white knuckles shone slightly.

Yu Shu also rolled up his sleeves, under the bright red shirt, the black leather belt on his white wrist faintly shone red.

Jiang Feng interrupted their momentum urgently, and said with a horizontal knife, "Okay, Qingming, you take someone to the guest house in Yulong Mountain, and Yu Shu and I will hang out again to find out about the situation of the people who have come down."

"Let's go quickly, don't look back and tie you together to see enough!" Jiang Feng walked behind her and pushed her forward.

Yu Shu snorted, "Whoever wants to see her enough will get her eyes twisted."

Before Li Qingming could get angry, he had already been pushed in front of his subordinates.

She had no choice but to swallow this breath, looked at the anxious adjutant, and said indifferently, "Understood, you go back to the team."

"No!" The adjutant replied loudly.

Seeing her being picked up by the people who had been waiting for a long time in Yulongshan, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "I suspect that you were reincarnated with flint and steel in your previous life, and you would catch fire if you hit it."

Yu Shu was even more unhappy, "She provoked me first, did you hear that?"

Jiang Feng thought about it for a while, and waved his hand, "You two don't talk about each other, you both have the same virtue."

"Let's go, let's fight the cock and walk the dog!"

Yu Shu: "?"

Jiang Feng happily ran to the busy street in the distance.

God knows, when she first time traveled, she just wanted to be a happy second generation, the kind who walks the road with dog legs every day. When she meets a beautiful woman, she talks about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and life ideals. Buy some rouge. Send a box, happy like a fairy.

Who knew it would develop like this?

Passing by the cloth shop, Jiang Feng walked in, "Yu Shu, do you want to buy some clothes? I'll send you off."

"And Qingming, Ayu told me that her wardrobe is full of military uniforms, it's outrageous," Jiang Feng said heartbroken, "It's obviously a girl."

"Ayu also wants to buy some, she must not be in the mood to buy clothes, Zigui also wants to buy some, she is as poor as a dog recently," Jiang Feng continued to snap his fingers, "I don't know if Ah Xiang wants it, no, her house is right next door, Don't worry about it."

"That's right, her family lives next to mine, so it's strange that Lao Zhao didn't come to trouble me."

"And Mianmian..." Jiang Feng laughed, looking into Bu Xing's eyes, feeling like he had wiped out Bu Xing.

Just as Yu Shu was about to say no, he heard a series of words behind her and could only shrug his shoulders, "You can buy it, I can do it."

"Even though she has a conscience, even though she was the last to think of you," the woman in blue sat across from Ji Yumian, and asked enthusiastically, "Is she the Xuanwuhou you miss?"

"Although it's not as vulgar as the usual warriors, it doesn't feel much better."

"If you like women, my junior sister and uncle are fine," the woman said with a smile, "They all like you very much."

Ji Yumian took a sip of tea lightly, "Mayue, you talk too much."

"Don't call me May! Outside, please call me Wu Daozhang!!!"

"Okay, Mayor Daoist."

The nose of the woman in blue almost turned up in anger, "It's all the master's fault, I named it blindly."

"You traveled all the way across Beiping Wang Laohu to contact our Clan Alliance just because of her?"

"Otherwise, I can't imagine that you would care about the life and death of those civilians, and even invite us to rain?"

She twittered endlessly, her delicate and lovely face was bulging like a little bun, "That annoying sage of Confucianism 500 years ago insisted on saying that we are a factor of instability, and that we were all banned by force, and drove us all to the north of the glacier. Yulong Mountain has conquered the country, how about letting us all move back?"

"Our sect alliance is a good citizen born and bred in the mainland. Why should we live in an ice cave?"

Ji Yumian didn't intend to let go, but said, "It depends on your sincerity."

Below, Jiang Feng finally decided...

"I've packed everything, Yu Shu, pack it."

"okay!"

Hearing this voice, May Wuyue looked down, and then couldn't help but said in disdain, "Vulgar martial artist!"

Jiang Feng clasped his hands, his ears shaking, "Yu Xiaoshu, did you hear someone scolding us?"

Yu Shu smiled brightly, "Did you hear that? How about hitting her on the dog's head?"

Jiang Feng clapped his hands and sighed, "Good."

In the next moment, the evil spirit belonging to the battlefield broke through the sky.

The imposing manner that was almost dyed blood in perception made all the ninth ranks of Long Island jump out of the windows and wait and see from the roof.

Ninth-rank peak warrior?

There is also a ninth-level high-level?

who is it?

As soon as Wu Yue came to her senses, she saw two ghostly people appearing next to her. She couldn't help hugging her head, screaming like a groundhog

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

"Who's making trouble?"

A huge voice sounded outside, and a pair of snow-white dragon claws lifted the roof viciously.

Mo Bai is processing official documents, let him take a look.

Lifting the roof, Dabailong was stunned for a moment

"excuse me."

After speaking, it aligned the roof properly and pressed it back.

Gravel and wood slag fell down suddenly.

The woman in blue hid under the table helplessly, hugged her leg and said, "Dragon, seat, seat, help... woo woo woo..."

The woman glanced at the stones in the tea bowl, sighed slightly, put down the teacup slowly, and corrected solemnly, "I'm not called Dragon Zuo Zuozuo."