It was autumn in late July, and the sun at this time was no longer as hot as in summer, but it was not as gentle as it was in late autumn. Great literature

Murong Yichuan slowly came to the training place of the palace, Ping'er followed the golden net in the back, there is a special open space in the palace for the guards in the palace to train, in order to achieve great things, Murong Yichuan every day to order the two hundred guards in the palace to practice martial arts for an hour, in order to let them be one hundred, become an elite division loyal to themselves, since the fight last spring Shangguan Tianjue came back from the border pass every day he personally led everyone to train together, everyone's martial arts have made great progress, and now there is a west wind, Tianjue appropriately handed over the task to him, and sat on the sidelines and watched. Now that Shangguan Tianjue has been promoted to the commander of the Praetorian Guard to defend the palace, he can't have as much time to stay in the palace as before, so Xi Fenglie took over the big seal from him to manage the palace guards.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was hanging high, the sky was clear, the breeze was occasional, Xi Feng Lie, who was dressed in military uniform, stood aside with one hand and crossed his waist to watch the guards train, Xi Feng Lie strictly followed the previous system of Shangguan Tianjue, the guards did not have a group of ten people to train, they mainly trained in knife skills recently, each guard held a bright knife in his hand, the expression on his face was very strict, there was such a murderous aura between his eyebrows, and Xi Feng Lie also held a knife in his hand, "Everyone watch me practice first, And then everybody is following me. The west wind shook the treasure knife in his hand and said to everyone, and the sword shimmered under the scorching sun, and the brilliance was dazzling.

At this time, Murong Yichuan and Ping'er slowly came to the closer, and Xi Fenglie and the others hurriedly saluted, "Subordinates see Wang Jia Chitose." Great Literature" shook the sky.

Murong Yichuan looked at each of them in high spirits, although the sky was never there, but each of them was as enthusiastic as ever, he was very satisfied, these guards had followed him for many years, and they were naturally loyal to themselves, no matter what they did in the future, they would rely on these people to be born and die for themselves. Thinking of the unknown future, the corners of Murong Yichuan's mouth raised an elusive smile, he glanced at the guards condescendingly, and said in a friendly voice; "Let's get even." Then he turned his head to the west wind on one side; "The west wind is strong, now if there is no other task today, the burden of training will fall on you, this king believes that you will do as well as the sky, this king also believes that everyone will be the same as before, winter practice, summer practice, this king can see from your expression that seriousness and loyalty, this friendship this king will remember." Murong Yichuan looked meaningfully at the guards with stern expressions on the other side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of relief swept across his graceful face.

Xifeng Lie hurriedly clenched his fists and arched his hands, "Chitose rest assured that his subordinates and brothers will train well, and his subordinates believe that as long as we work hard, we will be able to become an army of one hundred and hundred." ”

Murong Yichuan smiled with satisfaction, with a domineering expression, "This king believes in you. ”

"Go on, this king will not delay, and from next month onwards each of you will get an extra tael of silver a month." At the end, Murong Yichuan turned around and looked at Xi Fenglie and the others with a straight face, the expression on his face was very peaceful, without a trace of domineering and majesty, as if he was talking to someone who was equal to him, everyone was naturally happy when they heard that they were going to grow before the month next month, "Thank you Chitose." Great Literature" Everyone spoke in unison, facing the cheerful faces on everyone's faces, Murong Yichuan raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, and then slowly turned around with a shake of his sleeves.

"Brother, keep practicing." After everyone watched Murong Yichuan and Ping'er's backs go away, Xi Fenglie waved the treasure knife in his hand and deliberately raised his voice and said to everyone, "Practice." The guards hurriedly echoed in unison. Everyone knows that Murong Yichuan is buying people's hearts, no matter what the other party's purpose is, they are willing to be bought like this, so they are willing to die for the people who buy themselves.

Murong Yichuan didn't speak all the way, and slowly wandered along the path next to the garden, and Ping'er just followed silently behind. Murong Yichuan Manfu Xinshi didn't know who he wanted to complain to, seeing that the year had passed, but his great cause was still stopping in the same place, how could he stretch his mind, what he had dreamed of for more than ten years was to be able to be on the Ninth Five-Year Plan as soon as possible, but it was still a dream that could not come true. Seeing that the relationship between himself and the emperor is as thin as an ice flower, he almost lost his life with him, and his woman was humiliated by him, as a man who stands up to the sky and the earth in the face of his beloved woman being humiliated but he can only bear it, and he still has to pretend to be calm in front of that beast, how can he bear this kind of humiliation, but what if he can't bear it? His current power may really not be able to help the emperor, and even if he has the ability to meet the emperor's sword soldiers, he doesn't want to do that, he doesn't want to rush into the palace with his own people for the throne like those ancient kings to kill the emperor, and reduce the court to be able to sit on the throne, no matter how hard he works in the future, but in the eyes of future generations, he is a person who seeks power and usurps the throne, which is unforgivable, and he doesn't want to leave a reputation for eternity. I just want to have a very good way to sit on the throne without bloodshed and sacrifice, but how easy is that? Before you know it, the wind is full of sleeves, and the man's peerless face is already full of gloom.

When he came to the shore of Mochizuki Lake, Murong Yichuan chose to stop, sat on the stone bench by the lake, his deep eyes flashed with a faint melancholy, and he looked at the calm lake intently, with a worried face, Ping'er stood behind Yichuan, looking at his melancholy face, he knew what he was thinking, "When does the prince plan to let Ruxian enter the palace and approach the prince?" Ping'er pinched a handful of lotus leaves and played with them in the palm of her hand, with a soft smile on her delicate face.

Hearing Ping'er's question, Murong Yichuan's heart moved slightly, he thought for a moment, and slowly turned his head to look at the gentle and quiet girl in front of him, "It's not time yet, I heard that Leng Ruxian is proficient in medical skills, and the prince's asthma will recur in late autumn every year, I think it's just right to arrange for her to enter the palace at that time, so that you can be a medical woman, and during this period, you take the time to teach her some court etiquette, and ask her not to act rashly against the Ximen family for the time being." Ping'er nodded hurriedly and said softly; Chitose rest assured, I know what to do. ”

Murong Yichuan glanced at Ping'er, who was still smiling, with a complicated expression, and suddenly remembered what he said last night, and his eyes rolled slightly, "Ping'er, you are not young anymore, and it is time to be out of line, tell this king which son-in-law you have a crush, this king will personally come to the door for you to propose, so that you can marry out of the identity of this king's sister, what do you think?" King Fu's words seemed to break a basin of cold water on Ping'er's head, how could he drive himself away? Since God knows that he doesn't want to be his sister, he just wants to be his woman, since his heart can no longer accommodate her, then he is willing to be his maid for the rest of his life, as long as he can see him every day and serve him, he is already satisfied, is he not even willing to give himself this comfort? His love was already humble and undignified, his heart suddenly ached, his face with a faint smile passed a trace of pain, and his clear eyes almost fell into crystals, "Does the prince dislike Ping'er?" Her words trembled slightly, her lips trembled slightly, and she could smell the smell of tears in her words, how did he know that Ping'er's heart was dripping blood at this time, and the pieces of blood red were like red leaves in the wind in late autumn.

Murong Yichuan was slightly stunned, and said without hesitation; "How can this king dislike you, to be honest, if you are not by this king's side, this king really doesn't know what to do, no one does things better than you, and understands this king's heart better." His categorical determination made Ping'er's rainy heart suddenly rise a beautiful rainbow, he didn't expect a name, it was enough to have his words, Ping'er didn't need to look at his expression to know that this was his heartfelt words, "In this case, why does the prince want Ping'er to marry, unless you take a broom to coax me away, otherwise I won't go." Ping'er said with a firm face, that touch of firmness is like a lotus blooming with icebergs and snow in the cold winter, beautiful and tough.

"This king just doesn't want to delay you, since you don't have a suitable king for the time being, I won't force you, just treat this king as if he didn't say anything, by the way, you give Leng Ruxian a palace waist card, so that she can enter and leave the palace at any time." Fu Wang's painting style is a kind of restoring the coldness of the beginning.

The stone on Ping'er's heart also fell to the ground, and Wanli's face once again opened up with a smile as faint as a breeze, "Ping'er will go to the Fire Dragon Inn to see her later." ”