Li Yi hummed a little tune, and when he entered the inner room, he took off his brand-new royal robe, and shook out two yellowed books from his sleeves. He grabbed the two books, sat down on the day couch by the window, and looked at them carefully.

These two books are what he gained after he went to Nie's Mansion with great fanfare. Before he left Nie's Mansion, at an agreed corner, these two books were respectfully presented.

The pages are old, and all by hand. This is Nie Mian's painstaking work in the ups and downs of the Great Qi Empire for decades, and the title of the book is written on the book cover in a rugged and thin font like a mountain bone - "On the Emperor" and "On the Courtier".

Rubbing the tip of his slightly itchy nose, Li Yi carefully opened "On the Emperor". He thought that he would not be able to read this book at all, because he liked freedom and unrestrainedness. But unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the book, he was out of control and quickly indulged in it.

This sitting is a day. Li Yi couldn't let go of the volume, from quickly turning through the book at a glance and ten lines, to rereading it word by word, he read it very seriously.

No one dared to disturb. I sat down until the sun set and the moon rose.

Li Yi suddenly let out a long breath, and his true qi flowed in the pupils of his eyes, and all the fatigue and discomfort were dissipated in an instant. He placed the book solemnly on the table, but a self-deprecating smile crept into the corners of his mouth.

"On the Emperor" can be regarded as a must-read for pan-world kings, but there are some contents in it, and Li Yi thinks that he will never be able to do it!

For example, if he was asked to recruit concubines in order to balance his courtiers, and the pattern of the harem would affect the situation of the previous dynasty, he would not be able to do it. Even if he didn't have the beloved he wanted to marry wholeheartedly, he couldn't be indifferent to so many beautiful women who fell victim to the power struggle.

-- This has nothing to do with pity and cherishing jade, and has nothing to do with feelings for the wind and moon, but only about personal principles of doing things.

With these two books safely stored in the secret box, Li Yi felt hungry in his stomach and hurriedly called someone for dinner. The two children had obviously been prepared, and soon, the price of dinner was set up.

While eating, Li Yi commented on the taste of a certain dish, and from time to time there was an order to reward the cook. The two boys over there also kept reporting to him about the recent events in the palace.

Suddenly mentioning a person, Li Yi stopped his chopsticks. Surprised, he asked rhetorically: "Wang Hong? ”

Guang'an smiled and said: "It is the second son of the head of the Langya Wang family, Wang Hong, who is known as the 'Qin Jue Son'!"

"What is he doing with the post?" Li Yi was puzzled.

This Langya Wang clan is luxuriant, and there are as many as seven veins alone, not to mention branch veins. The room where Wang Yu is located is the seventh room. This Wang Hong is Wang Yuzi's nephew, and his reputation is not small.

But Li Yi stayed away from the Wang family because of Wang Qingzhao's care, and had no contact with these sons and brothers. It's good, what did Wang Hong do when he handed over the post?

The two boys looked at each other, and finally it was the elder brother Guangan who explained: "Isn't this the year of the general election?" I heard that Wang Hong's own sister Miss Wang Liu is also one of the draft girls......"

I see! It turned out that this sixth girl Wang was the noble daughter of the Wang family whose talent and reputation were no less than Wang Qingzhao's back then. Li Yi said decisively: "Sue sù Wang Hong." This king is at the bottleneck of martial arts, and he has no intention of being a woman. In this show girl election, this king does not participate. ”

That's a very polite thing to say. But to Li Yi's surprise, Wang Hong was particularly persistent, obviously rejected, but he did not give up. On this day, he handed over an invitation to the Linzi Palace, but he invited Li Yi to participate in a grand event of Laoshizi who talked about Taoism with martial arts.

Li Yi snorted and replied: "One dry five grades and six grades, what kind of way do you talk about the nine grades of this king?" What this king said. Can you understand? ”

Wang Hong was thwarted again. Afterwards, Li Yi heard that the grand event of martial arts was still quite lively. He didn't go to the scene on the ninth grade, but now another famous martial arts genius in the Eastern Tang Dynasty showed up and gave him some kind advice.

Li Yi knew that person was a leader cultivated by the Eastern Tang Dynasty royal family with great resources, but he was also a dead soldier of the royal family. That man has only one purpose for his existence - to sacrifice himself for someone if necessary!

Every ten days, Li Yi receives a book sent through a secret channel. Meantime. He also wrote an article about his experience of reading books some time ago for others to bring. These articles, he didn't know, after Mr. Yinshan read them, they would be sent to Zhenguan Xià's desk, and His Majesty would see them and burn them again.

And those princes who went to step on the threshold of Mr. Hidden Mountain's house. It was not for nothing, there were three princes with a strong literary style who were accepted as registered disciples of Mr. Yinshan. Li Xin was not among them, and he was very depressed for a while, until the election period approached that he was reinvigorated again.

Suddenly, a month passed, and Li Yi lived in a simple house and rarely appeared outside. The palace only declares to the outside world. He is hitting the bottleneck of martial arts. His ambition never seems to be above the mountains.

Another half a month later, Li Xin's coming-of-age ceremony was grandly held. Li Yi was still in retreat, and only the two little butlers of the palace sent a dazzling congratulatory gift - the top-grade barrier-breaking pill refined by Li Yi himself, which was conducive to the improvement of martial arts cultivation.

A few days later, the Eastern Tang Dynasty Showgirl election finally began. Li Yi is still in retreat, but the rumors that Wang Hong's sister Wang Liu's daughter is devoted to the king of Linzi have spread far and wide.

Li Yi's answer was only one word: Phew!

This Langya Wang's third room has a good idea, and he actually borrowed his name to let those people who have the heart of Wang Liu's girl cast a rat bogey. In this way, it is very likely that Miss Wang Liu and the clan behind her will not be caught in the competition, and avoid the hidden dangers caused by standing in advance.

The people of the Wang family are really as shrewd as ever!

On this day, Li Yi came out of the customs, refreshed, and thought to himself that another three or two months of Dongtian cultivation would be able to impact the innate realm. He decided to give himself a little vacation and write a letter of affection to send to Tianxingguo.

However, Li Yi was about to write a letter in ink when he suddenly heard a warning signal. He pushed open the window and looked on his back, his expression grim. The cirrus cloud-like warning signal that was almost about to merge with the blue sky and white clouds was the warning signal of the Tianyi True Sect.

Li Yi frowned, called Guang'an Guangning, and told them to go and see what was going on. In just a moment, Guang'an ran panting like a cow and shouted: "Master, go back to the mountain gate quickly!" The disciples of the True Palace came to report that the old lady encountered an enemy on the way back to the mountain gate and returned with serious injuries! ”

With a click, the brush in Li Yi's hand was pinched in two by him. Without saying a word, he got up and hurried out of the city. The Eastern Tang Dynasty is a long way from Tianyi Zhenzong, but fortunately, there is still Ah Zi in the cave to walk, and Li Yi believes that he will be able to rush back to the mountain gate in the shortest possible time.

His Majesty Zhenguan in the palace suddenly felt something, turned his head to look out the window, and a mysterious smile crept on his lips. (To be continued.) )