The return of the national teacher warp speed

Rumor has it that the emperor chose a man to send over. This plain man is not strong, but has a beautiful and well-proportioned figure, and his facial features have their own flavor. It reminds Chu Xiang of the night elves in future video games. This bite.

So he coughed lightly as a reminder, and Lan Jue decisively showed an expression of appreciation, and couldn't help laughing. If Chu Xiang didn't recognize Lan Jue with that expression, he would really think that this person is a lustful pervert.

Xie Zhiwei: "Captain, the lord's anger has exploded again. He is always angry like this, and his blood vessels are easy to explode."

——It is indeed difficult for the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty.Chu Xiang thought.

You came and I chatted casually, the eunuch left quickly, but the iron guard was still there.

The man was not very handsome, but his facial features were fairly straight, and his figure was powerful. When facing Lan Jue, he seemed to be different from other iron guards, and there was a trace of respect in his eyes—so Chu Xiang was able to do so almost instantly. For sure, this is Lan Jue's inside line in Iron Guard.

"Chen Liang, deputy head of Tiyi Iron Guard, has met the king." The iron guard held a brocade box in his hand, "This is a gift from Qu Lingxin, the master of Xingxing Pavilion, please accept it."

Used the gift from Adjutant Iron Guard?Is this because he is afraid of unwrapping the gift giver while unwrapping the gift?

Lan Jue looked at Chen Liang and took it. At this time, the iron guard quickly moved to Lan Jue's side and whispered, "Master, be careful, this is the remains of the old master."

Lan Jue was astonished, but concealed it very delicately.

It's not over yet, only the iron guard said in a deep voice: "This is a set of tea sets that Pavilion Master Qu got after a while. Pavilion Master thinks that it is very suitable for the desolate desert you experienced in the early years."

With the movement of handing over the box, he whispered, "Someone is watching in the Xingxing Pavilion."

Xie Zhiwei said: "Captain, I detected five spies outside the posthouse. I have sent you the schematic diagram. I have scanned the contents of that box, and it does contain human bones."

Chu Xiang's optic nerve was directly connected to the scanned images of the nanorobots. Judging from the location, those were the monitors that the Tiewei said, and they were spying on Lan Jue's reaction.

Lan Jue slowly opened the box. Inside the box was a set of... white porcelain without any patterns. The color of the porcelain was dark and distinct, not good porcelain.

It contained the ashes of Lan Jue's father, the ruler of the Western Tang Dynasty.

"Your Majesty!" Chu Xiang said in a low voice.

Lan Jue raised the corners of his mouth, a smiling face seemed to be painted on his face, but he twisted his fingers holding the box forcefully, and he said: "Thank you, Master Qu, for me, I don't know much about tea ceremony, so I just learned from him." study."

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." Chen Liang glanced at the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty worriedly, still maintaining the demeanor that an iron guard should have, and slowly exited the courtyard.

"Your Majesty, this is a test." Chu Xiang said quickly in a low voice, "If you know that this is your father's ashes and express something, it will show that you have a dark thread in the emperor, and you have the ability to intervene in the affairs of the capital. Brief introduction to prove it You have the ambition to compete in the world, so no matter what, you can't show it!"

Lan Jue was holding the box, with a smile still on his face, but Chu Xiang could clearly see that the smile was very stiff, like a mask pasted on his facial features, he exuded an abyss-like killing intent, and slowly embraced With the box, into the house.

Yang Feng winked, and under the leadership of Li Shu, those foreign races who had just been bought started running around the yard whirring and making a lot of noise.

Li Shu shouted in a rough voice: "Run quickly, you dog slaves, how can you protect your master with this little physical strength? When there is danger, will the master protect you? Those who can't run less than ten laps are not allowed to eat dinner !"

The foreigners stomped their feet in unison, stomping on the ground, as if they were willing to do anything to get enough to eat, while the five girls brought out a large basin of clothes and began to beat the ground to wash.

Lan Jue put the brocade box on the table slowly and lightly. He stared at the cups in the box. For a moment, it seemed as if the dark clouds were brewing the winter thunder. In the next moment, it can roar out, shaking the sky and the earth.

So Chu Xiang, who followed him into the room, knelt directly behind him.

"Your Majesty." Chu Xiang said, "The ministers outside have made arrangements. If Your Majesty is angry, you can vent it to your heart's content."

Xie Zhiwei no longer gave him a red alert, because there was no need for AI scanning, and Lan Jue's anger had turned to frost.

He paused every word, reciting that name, as if he wanted to crush and chew the person represented by that name.

"Qu, Ling, Xin!"

His hand was raised high, but there was nowhere to put it.

The surroundings don't seem to be a luxurious post house. He seems to be standing in a desolate place of exile, where he once lived with his father who was not considered old but had been weather-beaten. His world has no nobility, power, status, or even future.

His father said: "Maybe I can't wait for the justice I want. This world is not fair. Maybe only when facing death, life has the same weight."

So he thought, no, I want this world to learn justice, I want to pull down the corrupt nobles from their thrones, I want thousands of miles of rivers and mountains to hear me and the voices of thousands of creatures, I want to crush this world.

Chu Xiang knelt quietly behind him, not saying a word, but blocked the way out with herself.

The king was furious, but he was not as violent as he imagined throwing cups and cups overturning the table. Lan Jue stood quietly in front of the table, as if the years were peaceful. If it wasn't for Xie Zhiwei's red alarms one after another, even Chu Xiang thought he was calm no waves.

Under the calm sea, there are huge black waves.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Get up, I won't kill Qu Lingxin with a knife on the spur of the moment."

But Chu Xiang didn't move, he said: "Your Majesty can bear it today, it is the luck of the world."

"You don't have to compliment me. Now I'm just a lord from the countryside, guarding my one-acre three-point land that is constantly famine, doing nothing, and it's not time to talk about the world." Lan Jue's voice was suppressed, as if at any time Rock formations that crack.

The world is so heavy, how can lifting weight be light.

Chu Xiang smiled, "If you win the world in the future, at least you will be stronger than Qu Lingxin, that would be considered a great fortune."

After a while, Lan Jue said: "Chen Liang is my man. He got the news that Da Honglu and Qin Yunian met Qu Lingxin privately, and Qu Lingxin wanted Da Honghe to hold on tightly and not let me go back to the country. Lots of benefits."

Chu Xiang: "Your Majesty needs a reason that cannot be hindered by things like etiquette."

Lan Jue said: "The emperor likes astrology, and he also values ​​etiquette and music. The only reason why he can overemphasize etiquette is the military disaster."

"The Lord Chen returned to the country early on the grounds of crusade against the Ye Clan. We all know that there are many alien races in the southern border. Who said we can't make trouble with alien races on the border of the Western Tang Dynasty?" Chu Xiang said.

Lan Jue asked him: "But where did you come from a foreign race?"

"Your Majesty." Chu Xiang said, "There are plenty in the market."

Lan Jue frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Afterwards, Chu Xiang finally couldn't help it, and said: "Your Majesty, the gift from Qu Lingxin... If you trust me, please leave it to my minister for safekeeping."

Lan Jue moved her fingers slightly: "Why?"

"Your Majesty, Qu Lingxin's status is not as high as yours. Of course, you shouldn't keep the gift he gave you respectfully, let alone this is a set of 'ordinary tea sets'. But I also know that if you use it for enjoyment, you must definitely do it." No, even if it is acting, it is impossible to cross the bottom line, but since the outside world has already said that I am your male favorite, then it would be great. You just gave me this thing as a plaything, which is enough to show You don't have eyeliner, so you don't know that there are your father's ashes in this porcelain. As for me keeping it properly, it is reasonable. Back to Xitang, where they are beyond their reach, you can bury it properly."

The porcelain was cold in the hand, and there was no longer the temperature of a living person. Lan Jue wiped it gently, put them back into the brocade box, and slowly closed the lid.

"Okay." Lan Jue said, "You have to keep it properly."

"This is the king's father, and he is also the elder of the minister. The minister should respect him like his own father. Please don't read it, Your Majesty."

Chu Xiang put away the brocade box, and then said:

"Your Majesty, I don't know if I can be bold and borrow the Dragon Sparrow to use it?"

Lan Jue raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"Kill Qin Yunian."

……

Far away in the capital of the Western Tang Dynasty, Lan Nian was as usual, sitting on the table arrogantly, so angry that Uncle Lan gritted his teeth, and did not dare to touch him easily.

Lan Jue's vicious reputation may not have reached the ears of the nobles of the imperial capital, but when it was mentioned in Xitang, the king walked over the rivers of bones and blood in his youth. He fought fiercely with the bandits on the border and wiped out the mountain bandits , leading two hundred Qingqi overnight, can bloodwash thousands of people's strongholds.

But new news came from the imperial capital.

Uncle Lan Wang stood ten steps away from Lan Nian, and said grimly, "Little brat, your father can't come back."

Lan Nian was unmoved at all, proficiently swearing out of his mouth, successfully driving Uncle Wang away again.

The servants in the palace secretly delivered a note early in the morning, and when they opened it, the words of the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty flying around, or to put it bluntly, a dog crawling, came into view, which could not be faked at all.Lan Jue's handwriting was inversely proportional to the beauty of his face, it was so ugly that he couldn't even learn it.

The person who wrote the letter was scribbled casually, and the words were also in plain language, but the content was not easy.

"...The date of returning to the country is uncertain. The emperor is suspicious, fearing that the Western Tang Dynasty will become bigger, and wants to keep me in Beijing. You should put yourself first. If you have spare energy, do something for your father..."

Lan Nian raised her lips and whistled.

"Old killer, you also have a day to ask me to help, look!"