"That's why we're here. ”

The two officials listened to the words of the person who turned the fine ink, and looked at the appearance of the other party in the chest, and they were angry, before the two of them thought about everything, for fear that because they did not check for a while, they would mess up the relationship between the two sides, so that the above purpose could not be achieved, so they endured humiliation, after all, the two of them were not high-ranking officials, and they were light-hearted.

But now it's different, with Qiu Yan's words to support them, the two officials feel that they are full of confidence, and their waists are straight, not to mention that they are only responsible for informing them when they come over this time.

Yes, after the ink man's voice fell, the two officials saluted politely, and then said: "Dingguo Hou said, this incident is related to the safety of your Tianzhizhou in Zhutuolan, and you can't be negligent at all, so I want to negotiate with you as soon as possible, but since Your Excellency doesn't have the courage to take charge of this matter immediately, then go back first and find someone who can call the shots." ”

After saying this, the two of them were greatly relieved to see the stunned expression of the ink man, and after saying this, the other person said: "I am waiting for this to come, just to pass this news to Your Excellency, after this, what the two sides are talking about, it will be temporarily interrupted, and we will no longer be responsible, and when you have someone coming over, come to visit again, and say goodbye." ”

With that, the two were about to leave.

"Wait!"

At this time, how can the person who turned the fine ink still be able to sit still? Subconsciously spoke.

And a few people on the side also showed anxious expressions, it was the military advisor, although he was barely able to maintain his composure at this time, but the corners of his eyes kept beating, showing that his heart was not calm.

In fact, from the moment the two officials walked in, the ink-clothed military master noticed that the situation was wrong, he was very good at probing the minds of others from the subtleties, so he noticed these two officials at the first time. Compared with the first time I walked in, my expression was different, no longer the taste of panic, gains and losses, and looking ahead, but more resistant.

Suddenly, this ink-clothed military advisor had already secretly said something wrong, and he didn't expect to say such a thing in the end, but now, listening to the person who turned the fine ink to stop the two, he remained silent and thought about countermeasures.

"What do you mean by that?"

The Ink Turner went through the first bit of panic. At this time, he regained his composure, although his heart was still overturned, but on the surface, he was still quite majestic, and said coldly: "Could it be that you Da Rui don't plan to negotiate peace, and you want to continue to fight?"

"This is not what a petty official like us said," said one of the two officials, "but an order given by the Marquis of Dingguo, saying that Your Excellency has distracting thoughts. I'm afraid I can't afford this, so let you go back and find someone more sincere. ”

"Oh? That's strange. A cold glint twinkled in the eyes of the ink-turner, "Don't you know. That Zhu Tuo ......"

"This Ink Artist ......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, this official interrupted him first, and listened to him: "We are only responsible for receiving people who come and go, and we don't know much about the major affairs of the country." If you really want to say, you have to go to the Dingguo to say, but the Dingguo Hou has come to you before. You don't want to see each other, now that the Marquis of Dingguo is gone, you have said it, since you have so much to say, why did you avoid it at the beginning?"

"You!" When the person who turned the fine ink heard this, he didn't choke on the words in his mouth, but that anger couldn't be suppressed no matter what, and the Mo family disciples on the side felt it, and as soon as his feet moved, he surrounded the two officials.

"These things are really not something we can ask about, we are two lowly officials, just came to pass the word, and I hope you don't embarrass us. But the faces of the two officials changed, and their tones trembled a little, but they did not show any convincing words.

"Ink man, let these two leave first, they are just people who do things, and they can't decide anything. At this time, the ink-clothed military master spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the tense atmosphere eased down.

The inkman glanced at the military advisor, his gaze was as cold as a knife, which made the military advisor's heart froze, and then the ink master said, "Let these two go." ”

The two officials were surrounded by everyone, and they were already sweating through their clothes, so they would not stop at this time, and they would leave with their hands bowed.

When the two of them left, the person who turned the fine ink turned his gaze, his eyes fell on the face of the military advisor, and he said coldly: "I'm acting according to your intentions, but now I have obtained such a result, how do you do?"

The Moyi military master sighed secretly, and was quite unwilling in his heart: "My plan is just to do what he likes, I am a strategist, and I make a plan for the master, I can't always want to get benefits, but I insist on disobeying, if so, it will be adopted by it for a while, and sooner or later it will be alienated......

I want to think so, but I can't say it after all, because no one will uphold justice, and it is imperative that this ink-clothed military advisor can only admit his mistake first, and then say: "This negligence is self-defeating, but it is not irremediable, and his subordinates still have some connections in this eastern capital, so they will use other ways to re-contact the Marquis of Dingguo, and strive to contact him as much as possible." ”

"Since you still have a way, then do it quickly, don't do anything more!" The ink turner waved his hand, as if he had no intention of listening to the military advisor's ramblings.

The ink-clothed military advisor was also interested, so he didn't say anything more and left in a hurry!

When the others left, a few Mo family disciples on the side couldn't help but say: "This Donghua person, none of them can be trusted, this military advisor seems to take refuge, but after all, it can't, if it fails this time......"

Syllable!

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the ink turner slam his fist on the low table beside him, and there was a crisp sound, and the teacup shattered.

"This Da Rui's Dingguo Marquis is really too deceitful!

When others saw it, they were all secretly frightened and hurriedly shut down.

After everyone dared not speak, the ink translator gradually calmed down, and his heart was filled with an anger that was difficult to vent, and it was accompanied by great pressure.

"This time I came over, there were already people who wanted to see my jokes, if I really went back like this, the consequences would be unimaginable, no matter what, I had to reverse the current situation, then if Fan Yuan could calm down the incident, it would be fine, if he couldn't ......"

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and looked hideous.

..................

On the other side, when such changes took place in the post station, as the source of Yiqiē, Qiu Yan left the yamen and walked alone, passing through the fertile fields and coming to a manor outside the city.

This manor is a academy, from a distance, it is quaint, and the plaque in front of the academy reads the words "Spring and Autumn".

These two words, the pen is vigorous, there is a kind of artistic conception that runs through the past and the long river of time, and the charm is almost broken out, falling in the eyes of Qiu Yan today, and it is faintly capturing a trace of the writer's breath.

Then, he retracted his gaze and came to the door, Mr. Zheng, who had been in contact with him, was waiting in front of the door at this time, and when he saw Qiu Yan, not only was he not surprised, but nodded and said, "You are here, I have been waiting here for a long time." ”

"Labor leads the way. Qiu Yan arched his hand, swept his eyes, and found a lot of secrets on this Mr. Zheng.

In the past, when he saw this Mr. Zheng, he was limited to his realm, personality and his own luck, as if he was seeing flowers in a fog, but he only felt that his person was unfathomable, but now when he looked at it again, all kinds of mysteries in his person were almost untraceable.

"This Mr. Zheng really has some origins, it seems that his physical body has recently been boiled to the level of the third realm of life cultivation, but there is also a hidden realm of sexual cultivation inside, not only that, but inside his body, there are obvious traces of seals, and there is a strong qi and blood left in the seal, if it is released, it is enough to push his combat power up to a realm in a short period of time!"

Walking and walking, Qiu Yan retracted his gaze and stopped snooping, he had already guessed that this Mr. Zheng was not a simple person, he was now living in seclusion in the academy, but when he was young, he might also have a legend, but after all, it was someone else's business, and it was not good to ask too much now.

Soon, the two of them came to the library one after the other, which was called the Spring and Autumn Library.

In front of the library, Mr. Zheng stopped, turned to Qiu Yan and said, "Go in, the scholar is waiting for you inside." The latter nodded, and without stopping, he stepped straight on the steps.

As soon as this foot landed on the surface of the steps, there was suddenly an ancient, coercive, The heavy breath came to his face, just like a few years ago, but the difference from a few years ago is that the current Qiu Yan is no longer just a simple perception of this breath, but at the first time, he excavated a dusty history from the breath, and his people were suddenly filled with ancient artistic conceptions, and even Mr. Zheng was involved, and he experienced many historical illusions in an instant.

But even so, Mr. Zheng still looked suspicious and took a few steps back, while Qiu Yan climbed the stairs and walked directly into the library.

The door of the library, automatically without wind, closed quickly.

In the pavilion, it was silent and gloomy, but the tall bookshelves and the books full of books came into view.

When you look at it, many artistic conceptions, history, spirits, etc. on the books emerge, and the atmosphere of this rather lonely bookstore is transformed and full of vitality.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, it is really a cave in the sky, when I entered this museum, I felt lifeless, like stepping into the netherworld, now I look at it, but it is inseparable from life and death, yin and yang are not distinguished. ”

Qiu Yan said as he walked forward.

A voice came from the depths—

"This is the mystery of both sides of yin and yang, but it is only the skin, and the decay has been here for hundreds of years, but only one or two can be arranged. It's just that this voice is completely different from the old man in Qiu Yan's memory, cool and full of energy.

Following the voice, what caught the eye was a middle-aged man in simple clothes, and there were patches on his clothes. (To be continued......)

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