"Your Majesty, just let him go back to the city?" The old eunuch seemed to not understand what the Han Emperor meant, and followed behind the middle-aged emperor and asked in a low voice. The latest and fastest updates

This old eunuch who has served Liu Jizu all the year round knows the emperor's thoughts and understands the changes in the court, but this time he can't understand the emperor's methods.

"Oh, according to what you mean, I should have killed him in Zhongjing?" The middle-aged emperor did not rush to change out of his grand court clothes after leaving the morning court, but walked quickly towards the imperial study.

The old slave felt that the matter had come to this point, and there was no need to hide anything. The old eunuch's voice was very thin, but he was still deferential.

"Then do you think there is still someone in Zhongjing who can kill him? Just rely on the group of wastes of Chu Huaiyi of the Imperial Cultivation Regiment?" The middle-aged emperor's excellent mood seemed to be angered by Chu Huaiyi's three words, and the Imperial Cultivation Regiment that he spent a lot of money on couldn't even kill a cultivator, how could this make him not feel sad.

"If you want to keep Lin Ji, the Royal Forest Army should be able to do it. The old eunuch thought about it and said what he thought.

If these words were replaced by any other courtier, I am afraid that Liu Jizu would be furious, but it was the old eunuch who had accompanied him for many years who said it, but it was a little more loyal.

He slowed down, waved his hand to separate the person behind him from the two of them, and then said: "I don't want to bear the notoriety of killing loyal ministers in vain, if I really take him down in Zhongjing, then can people in the world not know that Wuhou's Likeness I am also involved?"

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, and then continued: "The Zhenxi army is too weak, not to mention the cavalry, even the infantry that Gu Tang is proud of is slightly insufficient compared to the Lin family's army, what do you want me to use against the angry Canghai City? Besides, Canghai City is still my Canghai City after all."

"He Lin Ji is a good son, but he is not necessarily a good marquis. It is better to use the hands of Da Mang to consume the elite of the Lin family's army, and wait until the Zhenxi army is strong before taking over Canghai City, wouldn't it be better. I've waited until he's dead, and what if I wait a few more years. The Emperor's frown became slightly clear as he finished speaking, and then he turned to look at the hall he had just left.

"Actually, I still like Lin Ji's kid, although he is a little smart, but he has a strong character. ”

The old eunuch bowed his head and folded his hands in front of his chest, and did not answer, knowing that His Majesty did not want anything from him.

"It's just that he was born in the Lin family, so I am destined to not be able to tolerate him. ”

"The queen also seems to like Lin Ji more. The old eunuch finally interjected a sentence at the right time, and the emperor's body trembled suddenly.

"Women, they only know how to look at faces. When Lin Jinrong first brought him into the palace, he was only four years old, and he was born with a cute appearance at that time, and my sons who were not angry were all compared to him. But I didn't expect that a few years have passed, but this guy is getting more and more beautiful. Even the top card in the Cloud Pavilion may not be as good as him. "The Emperor of the Han Dynasty seems to be chatting with the old eunuch, and there is no trace of tension that determines a person's life and death.

"Lin Ji crossed the border on Xuanjian Mountain this time and killed the closed disciple of Yu Yaozi, the head of the Xuanjian Sect, I'm afraid that no one in the cultivation world dares to attack him easily. The old eunuch didn't look up, but stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the imperial study.

"I didn't expect too much from the cultivation world, and it was better to do a lot of things by myself. You tell Wei Shuyang that you don't need to send someone to follow him anymore, let him go back, and if my guess is correct, he will go to Da Mang for trouble. Weng mussels compete, fishermen profit. I'd rather be that fisherman. Liu Jizu worked the bookcase.

The old eunuch put away the note written by the emperor, carefully put it in his arms, and hurriedly left the imperial study.

After the emperor hung the fine hair in his hand on the pen stand on one side, he breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned on the soft silk pillow, perhaps too tired, and fell asleep unconsciously.

About a thousand miles away from Zhongjing in the south, the first snow of winter finally fell in the huge Canghai City, the snow was extremely strong, the goose-feather-like snow fell one after another, the streets and alleys of Canghai City were like a layer of pure white blankets, and the snow on the houses with stoves could not be accumulated, revealing the black eaves, and the two sides were particularly beautiful.

In the west of Canghai City, there is an evergreen meadow, and in the middle of the meadow is a very high lookout, from the city gate you can see from a distance that is actually more like a tower of the lookout, the lookout is built because of a trace of Wuhou's obsession, if Lin Jinrong has no major events during his lifetime, he will come to the tower every day to walk, the whole Canghai City can only see the panoramic view of Canghai City at the top of this tower, and Lin Jinrong will become extremely happy whenever he sees these.

The watchtower is also surrounded by tiles of Pucheng, those tiles are pure black and darker than the black eaves of the houses, and the higher spires are covered with frost and snow, harmoniously blending with the plain Dongji Mountain in the distance.

At the foot of this watchtower, there is a very lively two-story attic, which is still full of people despite the heavy snowfall. From time to time, people enter it.

But everyone entered and came out solemnly, and some even left a few lines of crystal tears in their eyes.

In front of the door of this attic hangs a Nanmu plaque, on which four big characters are written: "Yiqing Painting Pavilion." ”

In the lower right corner of these four big characters, there is a line of small characters, which reads "Lin Jinrong mentions." ”

The owner of this pavilion is the Han Dynasty or the world's famous ink painter, Liu Yiqing.

It is rumored that one of his ink paintings has been fried to a thousand taels of silver outside, and even more people say that there is a picture of Liu Yiqing's ten thousand horses hanging in the imperial study of the palace of the Northern Qin Palace.

The reason is not that he is unwilling to draw this ten thousand horses for the king of Northern Qin, but that he does not want to draw this ten thousand horses at this time, in other words, he is not in the mood.

In the face of such an embarrassing reply, the king of Northern Qin was not angry, but once again sent someone to send a generous gift, a show of his appreciation, and since then, the name of "the sea is also clear" has soared to the sky, and it has resounded in the world like the name of Lin Jinrong, the martial marquis in the army.

And Liu Yiqing is also very popular with the people of Canghai City, so in order to repay the people of Canghai City, whenever a new picture comes out, it will be hung in the painting pavilion for three days.

Today's "Yiqing Painting Pavilion" only has a painting hanging on the back of a person in the city, or the back of a general standing at the head of the city.

Although Liu Yiqing only painted a back, everyone who walked into the gallery immediately recognized this familiar back.

So at first, the people of Canghai City who walked into this gallery all went with the intention of watching, but came out with the meaning of nostalgia, and later more and more people heard that Liu Yiqing's gallery exhibited a portrait of Wuhou, so in the end, more people came to the name of Wuhou, and this exhibition turned into a naked mourning.

Canghai City, which was already extremely depressed, fell to the bottom again because of this painting.

The heavy snow showed no signs of wanting to stop, but it was not as violent as at first, and at noon on the third day of our portrait exhibition, a woman stood at the door of the "Yiqing Painting Pavilion", looking at the painting pavilion in such a daze.

The woman was born extremely beautiful, dressed in white and standing in the snow, like a fairy, out of the mud without staining, if she said that she did not eat the fireworks of the world, most people would believe it.

She just stood there, oblivious to the strange glances of passers-by.

Those civilians in Canghai City were used to seeing Shizi's handsome face as a woman, and then looked at the woman and were amazed, and before they knew it, the slightly crowded entrance of the Yiqing Painting Pavilion actually made a place for her.

The woman held the sword in her right hand and did not take a step forward.

Her slightly curious gaze crossed the crowd, through the wind and snow, and landed on the back of the man who had been praised by the world, and she was stunned for a moment.

She seemed to understand why so many people were willing to brave the cold and snow just to see the back in the portrait.

Then a gentle voice sounded behind her, and that voice broke the cold temperature and stopped in his left ear, like a warm current in winter, and he said, "Senior sister, we haven't seen each other for a long time. ”