Datong Academy.

The academy is built on the green hills, and the water of the Jiuqu River has created an artificial lake in the south of the academy, the surface of the lake is like a mirror, and the breeze blows a pool of lake water.

This artificial lake, also known as Xiaoxi Lake, echoes with the green mountains and blue skies not far away, but also does not lose the beauty of the scenery. In addition, the place is far away, and few people come on weekdays. Therefore, this small West Lake has become a tacit tryst place for the students of the academy.

In the pavilion by the lake, there is a pair of beautiful people sitting at this time.

The man was about twenty years old, dressed in a white robe, with a heroic face and starry eyes. Rumo's long hair was tied up high by a jade crown, hanging down from her shoulders, and she was radiant and graceful.

The girl in the red dress who accompanied him couldn't take her eyes off it, with snowy skin on her wrists and delicate little face, a pair of smart beautiful eyes looked at the white-robed young man from time to time, her eyes were watery, full of affection that could not be dissolved.

But it was Zhao Ting and Lin Sijun.

"The emperor is dead?"

Lin Sijun heard him say such a big rebellious thing, his heart tightened, he looked around left and right, and after finding that there was no one, he glanced back at Zhao Ting with resentment, and said softly: "Brother Zhao, you can't use "death" to describe ......"

"Oh," Zhao Ting smiled apologetically at Lin Sijun, "I heard you say just now that the first emperor was actually stabbed by Lord Tian, I was a little surprised for a while, so I don't choose what to say, I hope Miss Lin won't blame me." ”

Lin Sijun looked up at him and smiled, and said, "How could Sijun blame Brother Zhao for this kind of thing, when Sijun heard about this, he also had the same reaction as Brother Zhao." ”

After a pause, Zhao Ting muttered puzzledly: "Well, I'm thinking, the first emperor is about to die, even if Lord Tian wants him to die, he is not in a hurry at this time, right?"

"Lord Tian is not a fool, how could he take a risk to do such a laborious and thankless job?"

For this question, obviously, Lin Sijun can't say why.

After chatting with her for a while, the two agreed to go to the south of the city to enjoy the flowers next week, and Zhao Ting got up to say goodbye.

......

A small talk with Lin Sijun just now still made Zhao Ting gain a lot. After all, he is only a white body now, and he is alone, it is difficult to get in touch with the affairs of the court, and it is interesting to have Lin Sijun talk to him from time to time about some major events in the court and China, as well as the changes in the pattern of the world.

From Lin Sijun's mouth, he learned that Emperor Wuming had left an edict before his death, and it was written in the edict that the throne would be passed on to the crown prince, that is, the current Emperor Wuchun - Xiao Che.

However, the Eighth Prince, who has always made great achievements in the army, did not approve of the content of this edict and publicly declared that it was an edict.

Then he privately mobilized the border army and the three northeastern states Ying Longwei, in the name of "Qing Jun's side", in fact, to seize the throne.

It is because the Wu Dynasty is now in turmoil, and the situation is turbulent.

At this time, it was time for the central government and even the local officials to take sides. This team can't stand on the wrong side, otherwise it will be a wrong step and there will be no return.

Fortunately, at this time, both sides had not yet started the battle lightly, and were still waiting and waiting, which gave the officials of the Wu Dynasty time to stand in line.

However, standing in line has nothing to do with Jiangzhou. Because Jiangzhou Muhuang Wengong was a close minister of the current Emperor Wuchun, he sat on the side of Emperor Wuchun early.

Although the war has not yet started, the city of Jiangzhou is already turbulent, the undercurrent is turbulent, and the wind and rain are about to come.

......

Five more days passed in a flash.

Jiangzhou City is becoming more and more chaotic. From time to time, a large number of people came in and out, stopping and repairing in the city.

During this period, Zhao Ting was not idle, but transplanted the killing crystal of the "Yin Yang Tomb" to Wang Junwei, and the operation was very successful.

Wang Junwei not only obtained the "imperial hair" magic power of the Yin Yang Mound, which can make the hair like an arm and a finger, pointing where to hit. Even his appearance is more than ten years younger, and he looks like he has broken away from the "old man".

In addition to the excitement, Wang Junwei also deeply felt the magic of the "Taoism". He couldn't help but harass Zhao Si in the past two days, wanting Zhao Si to compare with him, which made Zhao Si feel a headache.

Wang Junwei has now become a "stranger", so naturally he can't study in the academy anymore, so as not to be seen through by capable people and strangers, and bring disaster to several of them.

At the same time, Zhao Ting also made three chapters with him before preaching.

1. Do not appear before anyone.

2. Don't bully the weak.

3. Thou shalt not betray the Terrans.

If there is any disobedience, immediately withdraw his "Taoism".

can only be stuffed in the house all day long, and is bound by these rules and treaties, Wang Junwei felt at this time that being a "stranger" was so unpleasant!

has magical powers, but can't show in front of the saints, how is this different from "brocade night walking"?

......

......

North of the city, Huai'an Street.

Ten Mile Red Square.

A three-storey spire Zhu Pavilion stands in the south of Huai'an Street, the pavilion is exquisite, the laughter of a young woman like a silver bell is faintly heard inside, the traffic outside the building is busy, and the pedestrians are endless.

But it is in response to the poem: "Outsiders outside the wall, beautiful people in the wall laugh." The laughter is quiet, but the amorous is ruthlessly annoyed. ”

At the end of Huai'an Street, a horse-drawn carriage drove along the road, and pedestrians on the road took refuge on both sides of the road, watching the carriage drift away.

"Squeak"~

As the coachman pulled the reins, the wheels slowly stopped.

The coachman turned around with a smile and lifted the beaded curtain for the guests in the carriage. leaned less, and slowly leaned out of half of his body from inside, but it was a young man in a black robe.

The young man held a white jade fan in his hand, the sleeves of the black robe and the chest were embroidered with circles of gold threads, his feet stepped on a pair of brocade cloud-chasing boots, and his long hair was pierced by a hosta, tied behind his head, and hung low on his back.

The coachman was about to reach out and help him out of the carriage.

The young man suddenly raised his head and said coldly, "Don't touch my body." ”

The voice was as cold as snow, as if it carried a magical force that wanted to freeze the coachman in front of him.

When he looked up, he revealed his starry eyes, but these eyes contained a strong smell of disgust at this time, as if physical contact with the coachman would insult him.

Glancing at him like this, the coachman suddenly shook his spirit, shuddered, withdrew his hand in a sneer, and forced a smile: "Childe is light, Childe is light......"

The young man ignored him directly and looked up at the exquisite pavilion in front of him.

On the door plaque in front of the building, several golden characters flew into his eyes.

"Flowers are all over the building"!

The young man glanced at him casually, closed his eyes, and frowned, as if sensing something.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of compelling coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Looks like this is it. He whispered in a voice that no one else could hear.

"Who the hell is Xiao Zhi who killed me?"

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