Zhang Wenhe admits that he is not an incorruptible person, he has been greedy and missed, but he does not want to see Xia Zhouguo suffer a change.

Shang Dashan chuckled: "It's not that they don't understand, they just don't want to admit it." Even if you see it and hear it, you are deceiving yourself, how can people who pretend to be asleep wake up?"

"Yes, how do you wake up?" Zhang Wenhe muttered to himself, suddenly as if he had seized an opportunity, looking at the middle-aged man in purple who was wantonly indulging in conversations with many ministers in the distance, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and said, "There is still a way, if all the events of the year are pushed on the body of Ling Xiao Palace, and all on the body of Mu Huaqing, who went to the Jiang family to withdraw from the marriage that day, it is not impossible for Ling Xiao Palace to give up a Mu Huaqing in order to protect himself, maybe ...... Maybe the Jiang family's spearhead will change......"

Shang Dashan shook his head and said, "It's late, it's late." If the royal family did this five years ago when the third prince Jiang Lingfeng just died, the fourth prince might still believe it, but after so many years, the idea of royal enmity is deep-rooted, don't say he doesn't believe it, I'm afraid you don't believe it, Brother Zhang is also deceiving himself, everything has a cause and effect, since he knows that what he planted is not a good cause, then he must be prepared to bear this evil consequences from the beginning......"

Zhang Wenhe's smile was sad, but he flashed with a bright spirit: "No matter what, the old man will try his best." ”

Jiang Guijia looked at Mu Huaqing, the master of the Alchemy Sect who was dressed in purple, the initiator of instigating Emperor Jing's divorce, and said: "The ending of Lingxiao Palace has been doomed from the beginning, even if Old Man Mo, the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, comes forward in person, there is no room to turn back, and what is Brother Zhang afraid of?"

Zhang Wenhe was silent, the old man who had been in the officialdom for decades suddenly seemed to remember something extremely terrifying, and stammered: "The only thing that the old man is afraid of is the person in Jiangfu......"

Suddenly, Shang Dashan and Jiang Guijia's faces were also covered with a layer of earth.

Shang Dashan tried hard to keep his composure, but the glass of wine in his hand still trembled and jumped out of the rim: "'That person' promised not to step into Jingzhou again, never thought that there are still so many people who remember this matter now, Brother Zhang hasn't forgotten it?"

Zhang Wenhe shook his head, picked up a glass of turbid wine on the case, raised his head and drank it, and said, "Forget, who can forget in the past 25 years!"

——The sword entered the earth-shattering tower alone, and cut down 36,000 golden armors! The blood flowed like a river, and the life was like a mustard, and half of the eighteen worshippers were killed, forcing His Majesty Emperor Jing to get under the table...... And he, not even a drop of blood on his body, the majestic imperial city is like a corridor leisurely, waving his clothes and showing his robes, the blood flows from the top of the nineteenth floor to the ground, the corpses are piled up on every floor, the smell of fish will not go away for ten months, who can forget it!!"

"Who is 'that person'?" Jiang Changan asked subconsciously, he had heard the news of this person more than once, but he never remembered that there was such a person among the many powerhouses of the Jiang family?

Jiang Guijia held the half-cut sleeve robe, the memory seemed to be vivid, in that bloody battle, he was lucky to save his life, but lost an arm, he was content, the figure that broke into the sky-shattering tower seemed to be haunted by nightmares, and there was inevitably a trace of admiration in addition to fear, and said: "So after Jiang Lingfeng's death, you desperately implore Your Majesty to try your best to appease Jiangzhou and punish His Royal Highness King Gong heavily?" Are you afraid that 'that person' will come again?"

Zhang Wenhe said: "He didn't come, this is a great luck and a misfortune, because everything is just a temporary calm, if Jiang Changan dies in Jingzhou, in that case, the consequences will be unimaginable......"

Zhang Wenhe suddenly looked at the ministers coldly, and said to himself: "His Majesty Emperor Jing has been depressed since the shocking tower, this is a shame, but it is a shame that cannot be washed away, but His Majesty does not understand! He has always refused to admit defeat! Just like these courtiers, they deceive themselves!

Then countless old ministers resigned, but then they all disappeared mysteriously for no reason, some were found exposed in the wilderness, and some did not even have a corpse, in fact, everyone understands in their hearts that Emperor Jing will not let anyone who knows the ugliness of seeing him live back then, the old man has been trembling and trembling on thin ice all these years, but he also knows that he will always be unable to escape death. ”

Shang Dashan said lightly: "So he changed this sky-shattering tower into a place for people and gods to watch the stars, and after a few decades, the stargazing platform is the stargazing platform, and no one knows that there was a place called the sky-shattering tower in the palace, and Your Majesty thinks that these shames will also be washed away by time." ”

Zhang Wenhe said: "But the old man never understands, why did His Majesty set up the Shocking Tower again during the New Year's Festival this time?"

Jiang Changan thought slightly, since there is Shang Dashan's predecessor here, it is impossible for anything to happen at this moment, but he has seen the strength of this old man with his own eyes, as long as this person is here, it is impossible for the assassin to happen, so how did Xia Xin die? Isn't it at the night banquet?

Just thinking about it, suddenly a eunuch ran in outside the door, whispered in the ears of Shang Dashan and the old man with a broken arm, and Jiang Changan secretly said that it was not good, and sure enough, the two of them hurriedly got up when they heard the sound.

Zhang Wenhe was stunned: "Two adults, what's going on?"

Shang Dashan didn't say a word again, and after saying a courtesy, he turned around and walked out of the sky-shattering building with the old man with a broken arm one after another.

Jiang Chang'an was puzzled, what kind of order could have been given by Shang Dashan to leave without saying a word? If he hadn't been able to have the slightest impact on everything in front of him, he would have arrested this eunuch a long time ago and interrogated him.

At this time—

A shrill voice came from behind him, dragging and saying in a long voice: "Your Majesty has brought all the princes here—"

At the same time, there was a faint fragrance in the hall, and then there was a faint sound of ringing and dingdong, everyone only felt that the whole palace suddenly lit up, and an old man wearing a golden dragon robe and a dragon crown with beads walked in, followed by more than a dozen teenagers of different ages, Xia Ji and Xia Qi were the focus of everyone's eyes, and unconsciously they could see that the position of the ministers had changed subtly, and it seemed to be just an ordinary movement, but it was divided into two camps.

All the ministers knelt down on the ground and bowed: "Meet Your Majesty." ”

"Let's take a seat," Xia Xin said lightly......

The courtiers didn't dare to look directly at the dragon's face, Jiang Changan was not afraid, he stared at the old man with his eyes, except for his majestic and noble temperament, he was no different from ordinary people, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his skin was loose and wrinkled, and the position where his cheeks touched his neck faintly gave birth to age spots, his eyes were cloudy and dim, and every time he confided a word, it was like spending all his strength, and it was completely a kind of appearance of running out of oil and withering the lamp.

The princes sat down one after another, and Emperor Jing Xia Xin walked through the corridor of the pond and sat on the dragon chair with a wave of robes.

Xia Xin's face was sickly ruddy, and his beard was half a hundred, which showed the symptoms of weakness and qi deficiency. Despite this, the imperial majesty that burst out of his eyes was still undiminished, scanning everyone back and forth.

When he saw Jiang Xiaoru, a complicated divine light flashed in Xia Xin's eyes, and he smiled without saying a smile: "I am very happy this time, and there are people from Jiang Mansion who are also ......here."

Everyone understands that the Jiang family that Xia Ji said is not only the Jiang family, but the entire Jiangzhou.

Jiang Xiaoru smiled slightly and didn't say a word.

Xia Xin's gaze wandered to one side again, and said, "Not only the Jiang Mansion, but also several masters of the Compassion Cave Heaven have also come here, and even the Holy Maiden of the Compassion Cave Heaven has rushed over......

Only then did everyone look over, and when they saw a few Taoist uniforms and decorations wanting to practice together, Song Simiao, who was standing at the front, stood up and said excitedly: "It is an honor for the junior Song Simiao to lead his junior sister Lu Qinghan and all the disciples to participate in His Majesty's night banquet in the name of the family teacher. ”

When did Song Simiao see such a scene, many ministers, along with the prince and His Majesty, all looked at him, and his face flushed with excitement. In comparison, Lu Qinghan is much more indifferent, quite indifferent to fame and fortune.

"Okay!" Xia Xin said with a smile, "Seeing these many immortals today, it seems that I can also be contaminated with a little immortal energy and prolong my life." ”

"Your Majesty, the Ninety-Five, the Holy Son of Heaven, has the blessing of heaven, and will surely enjoy immortal blessings forever. However, Xiaodao does have some methods of cultivation and pranayama, if Your Majesty does not give up, Xiaodao will definitely teach you......"

"Senior brother!" Lu Qinghan's face was extremely ugly, and he reprimanded in a low voice.

Jiang Changan sneered in his heart: "Could it be that this senior brother is a fool? dare to look at the gentleman who wants to be the emperor in front of everyone, this guts, tsk......"

Sure enough, hearing this, the ministers did not dare to speak, Xia Xin's face sank like water, and he smiled lightly: "Oh? Song Simiao, in this way, your skills must be very powerful? Do you know that your master didn't have any arrogance when he came to the banquet more than ten years ago?"

Song Simiao realized her mistake at this time, and fell to her knees, dripping in cold sweat: "Xiaodao looked at His Majesty's heart and couldn't help but be nervous, and he lost his words for a while, hoping that His Majesty would atone for his sins." ”

Only then did he experience what it means to be a companion like a tiger, but in a moment, he was terrified and shivered.

Xia Xin waved his hand to signal to retreat, and Song Simiao's whole body collapsed to the ground as if she had been amnestied, and was supported by the two disciples behind Lu Qinghan to retreat.

Xia Xin suddenly laughed again: "Today, you Aiqing eat, drink and have fun to your heart's content, and don't mention political affairs. ”

"Yes—"