The surname Qin has become a surname that many people have heard of in the painting city.

Just as Chongxi taboos, even the emperors of a country are afraid of it, let alone the people who have no power at all.

Qin has become a word of jealousy among the people.

But even so, Qin Feng still stood proudly at the top of the Jinluan Palace, face to face with Han Xiang, and General Zhenguo's momentum instantly changed everything.

Wen Xiang military general, since ancient times, the prime minister has been in charge of the general power, but when one side has both, he has become an insurmountable force of the whole dynasty, even the emperor needs to be afraid of three points.

Chongxi is warm and cowardly by nature, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that he can't do it, but he can only swallow these hardships by himself, if he lets the courtiers know that the strength in the hands of the dignified royal family is not as good as a general, what do they think.

He could only do his best to hold the troops in his hands, at least in the painting city, he must not let his courtiers find out this secret, just to prevent Qin Feng and at the same time to show goodwill with him.

Chongxi had never found himself in such a difficult situation.

Looking back, only Mrs. Ye, who didn't seem to be of much help, could be trusted, but Mrs. Ye's power in the court had gradually weakened over the years, and now he probably wouldn't be able to break Qin Feng's arm.

Even if the left minister unites with him, he can't compete for a Qin Feng.

"Come on, set up the National Teacher's Mansion. Chongxi's voice was a little hoarse, and he was already quite tired from dealing with political affairs for several days.

Gonggong He was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but quickly obeyed.

The National Teacher's Mansion is located in the place where the painting is on the left pole, and its status is prominent.

Chongxi and his party traveled in simple clothes, if it weren't for Qin Feng receiving the news, he would hardly have believed that there was the king of a country sitting in the two featureless carriages in front of him.

"My lord, are we?"

Qin Feng raised his hand and motioned to the person behind him to shut up.

"Although the national teacher does not ask about political affairs, he is unfathomable, and we must not disclose his whereabouts. "At this time, they can't move, not only can't they move, but it's better not to appear anywhere Chongxi can see.

He didn't ask about political affairs for a long time, which was clear to the officials of the DPRK and China and even ordinary people, but the ability of the long night made him taboo.

Although Qin Feng himself did not believe in the Mandate of Heaven, he could lead the Qinglong to rain for a long time, which was also spread throughout the Five Kingdoms, and even if he didn't believe it, he couldn't explain what the Manchu officials saw at the beginning.

The divine power of Jiuye has taken root in the hearts of Beiwei people for many years, and even he is silent about it, and he will not fight Jiuye until the end.

When Emperor Lang gave Jiuye Mansion, he was very clear about the structure of this mansion, but later he also sent people to sneak in, but none of the people who entered the mansion left the mansion, there were only two possibilities, either these people went against his will and switched to Jiuye, or they would never be able to come out.

He prefers to believe that it is the second.

Although he doesn't care about the government and politics for a long time, he should not be underestimated.

Qin Feng clenched his hands, and his expressionless face became hideous because of his fierceness.

"My lord, then we just watch" He is just one of Qin Feng's minions, the person who worked for Qin Feng, he has been involved in many things, including Qin Feng's ulterior secret, he wants to withdraw, but it is obviously too late now.

Qin Feng would not let him go, but he had to rely on him.

The shadow-like man stood silently behind Qin Feng, barely visible under the shadows, he automatically ignored his master's calculating eyes and quietly waited for his order.

The carriage disappeared quickly, but the sound of horses' hooves kept in Qin Feng's heart, and he always felt that something was about to happen.

"You go and tell those people that although the examiner has changed, give me some restraint. ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired. He was ordered to retreat, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, he wasn't asked to follow the carriage this time.

The palace was not far from the National Teacher's Mansion, and by the time Chongxi returned to his senses, the carriage had slowed down.

The coachman dressed as a secret guard drove to a halt and turned around to report: "Master, the National Teacher's Mansion has arrived." ”

The moment Chongxi got off the bus, the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion was automatic without wind, and the vermilion gate slowly opened.

A few people outside were shocked and didn't dare to move forward.

"The emperor arrived, and the ministers missed the welcome, please forgive the emperor. "It belongs to the voice that is as clear as the wind for a long night, but it sounds like an eternal distance.

Chongxi relieved himself, but he saw that a figure seemed to appear and disappear at the door.

The figure bent slightly, like the bow of an official in the court.

Command: "Wait again, I will go and return." ”

"Your Majesty, this-" The secret guard was not at ease, but he was helpless, the national teacher's mansion was strange, the national teacher's divine power was unpredictable, and the whole country knew that if the national teacher wanted to harm the emperor, it didn't make sense that he could play a role as a secret guard.

Chongxi believed that he could get the answer he wanted in the National Teacher's Mansion, so he hurried away, and the moment he entered the National Teacher's Mansion, the heavy door was naturally closed, as if it had never been opened, and a lot of dust fell from the door.

"Strange, isn't there someone from the National Teacher's Mansion to clean the gate?" Grandpa He muttered to himself.

There is a cave behind the Zhu Gate, and the National Teacher's Mansion is like an all-encompassing void.

Chongxi looked at the scenery in front of him and suddenly felt a little troubled.

The trails lead to unfathomable darkness, with different views in each direction, and perhaps a new world behind each path, but - there are eight trails that divide this courtyard into the besieged territory.

"It's all up to you. Suddenly, a beautiful voice came in, but it was more pleasant than the oriole bird, like the warmth of the winter sun melting the earth.

Chongxi saw the cloud note in disbelief.

That's right, this sentence is what Yun Jian said, and it is also the conversation between her and Jiuye when she was in the National Teacher's Mansion.

It's just that how could he see the cloud note here?

Could it be that Yunjian has also been to the National Teacher's Mansion?

Many questions rushed to Chongxi in an instant, making him unable to turn his mind for a while.

His thoughts were flying, but his feet were uncontrollably walking towards one of the paths.

When he came to his senses, he was standing in front of a hall.

This is the real house of the National Teacher's Mansion.

For a long time, I sat in the hall and waited for guests, and the tea was just boiled, tepid or hot.

"Wechen greets the saint. His face is always an indifferent smile that is out of reincarnation, perhaps because of this smile, he never looks like a person in the red dust.

Now, Chongxi looked at this smile, and in a trance overlapped it with the smile of the Buddha holding flowers, he was stunned in his heart, and hurriedly returned the salute: "The national teacher doesn't have to be polite, I just came here today to ask the national teacher something." ”

At this time, Chongxi used to call himself me, not because of his respect for the national teacher himself, but because of his god-like temperament, which was out of respect for the gods and Buddhas.

Jiu Ye suddenly smiled: "Wechen has long known the emperor's intentions, and Wechen once gave a word to the Taifu, and now he also told His Majesty." ”

"What?"

"Yongqing, Ann. ”

Yongqing is his country name.

Chongxi was puzzled and looked at the national teacher suspiciously.

After a long night, he took out another piece of paper, and said a piece of silence, just four words on the paper: five years of Shang'an.