Knock –

Knock –

Knock –

The morning bell rang throughout Chang'an, between one hundred and eight squares, the three religions and nine streams, the small people in the market, and the princes and princesses, moved with the sound, rushing on their respective roads. The palace doors opened one by one, and the civil and military officials walked through the Baishi Imperial Road and stepped into the most core palace in the entire world.

On the dragon chair in the middle of the Taiji Palace, Song Ji, dressed in a dragon robe, sat upright, his eyes on the central axis of Chang'an, until the end of Suzaku Street.

Outside the Chongming Gate, the dragon flag is displayed.

In the gloomy weather, the armored sergeant stood solemnly outside the city gate, and the people from all over the world rushed in, and between the crowds, a black horse that was familiar and unfamiliar to the people of Chang'an passed through the city gate in an orderly manner.

On horseback, a handsome man in a white robe, with a grim face and no smile, just like when he entered and exited the city gate many times in previous years, his cold and indifferent momentum made the surrounding soldiers and wolf guards silent.

Among the crowd inside and outside the city gate, there are also high-ranking nobles who have seen Xu Buling, and after discovering this very eye-catching prince of the vassal king, his eyes are full of surprise, or he pulls his friends to stop and watch, or raises his hand to salute and greet, but Xu Buling suddenly stepped on Suzaku Street as if he hadn't seen it.

This Chongming Gate, Xu Buling was lying down when he came in for the first time, and he was also lying down when he went out last time, but this time, he obviously didn't have to lie down anymore.

On the long street of thousands of zhang, Xu Buling looked at the imperial city and Taiji Palace at the end of his field of vision, and his eyes were cold:

"I didn't expect it, Lao Tzu is back ......"

"His Royal Highness the Prince !!"

Before Xu Buling finished his cruel words, a hoarse chant suddenly came from beside him, his emotions were excited, and his voice trembled, just like a beggar who had been wandering for many years and met his long-lost father!

Ning Qingye and Zhu Manzhi, who were secretly following the crowd behind, were shocked when they heard it, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was too old, they would all think that Xu Buling had an illegitimate child in Chang'an.

Xu Buling stopped talking, frowned and turned his eyes, but saw a middle-aged man in a military attache robe next to the city gate, with a straight figure and a solemn face, raising his hands and clenching his fists, and bowing from afar.

Look at this impeccable action, if you don't practice in front of the mirror for more than ten years, you don't have this heat at all.

The middle-aged man's arms were trembling slightly, which was enough to see how excited his heart was, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Humble Gongsun Ming! Knowing that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is seriously injured and does not recover, he is heartbroken every night, and it is difficult to sleep and eat day and day! Fortunately, the sky has eyes......"

One sentence at a time, sonorous and powerful, touching the heart, the soldiers standing guard next to him were stunned.

It's just that Gongsun Ming hasn't finished his speech yet, and his son Gongsun Lu next to him pulled his father's sleeve:

"Dad, let's go, stop yelling."

Gongsun Ming paused, raised his eyes, but saw that His Royal Highness the Prince was riding a big horse, and he had already walked more than a dozen steps away, and he didn't even bother to turn his head back.

"His Royal Highness!"

Gongsun Ming hurriedly straightened up, trotted behind the wind chasing horse, and said with a friendly smile:

"It's hard to help yourself for a while, don't blame His Royal Highness the Prince......"

Xu Buling rolled his eyes, remembering the scene when Gongsun Ming and Song Yufu took turns to support him, and wanted to give this guy a kick. However, the matter has long passed, and he is not interested in using his fists against a little Jingguan, so he just said plainly:

"Lord Gongsun, are you still alive?"

Gongsun Ming was shocked when he heard this, and he was grateful:

"In the midst of his busy schedule, the prince still cares about the safety of his humble position, and he is really flattered by his humble position......

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Xu Buling raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist and glanced at Gongsun Ming.

Gongsun Ming sensed the danger, quickly shut up, and turned to business:

"The Holy Lord ordered a special trip to greet His Royal Highness the Prince, and the courtiers are already waiting in the Taiji Palace, and they also asked the Son to move the imperial city with the humble position."

Xu Buling was satisfied, raised his chin, motioned to Gongsun Ming to open the way, and asked softly:

"What has changed in the capital in the past year?"

Gongsun Ming asked the Imperial Forest Army to open the way in front, and he trotted beside the wind-chasing horse, and said diligently:

"The change is big, His Royal Highness the Prince is gone, and the young ladies in the boudoir who are all over the city are lovesick......

"Lord Gongsun, do you want me to hand over a fold to the saint later, give you a promotion, and take your family to Lingnan to be the governor tomorrow?"

Gongsun Ming's expression was shocked: "The prince doesn't have to worry about his humble duties. Well...... There hasn't been much change in the past year; The three princes and nine kings were replaced by the Guan Hongzhuo Guan of the Kuishou Street Guan family, and his younger brother, General Guan Hongye, was the commander of the rebellion. General Guan Hongye's ability to lead troops is not as good as His Royal Highness King Su; His son Guan Guan Gongzi, although he is handsome, both civil and military, but he has a unique hobby, I heard that both men and women eat it, compared with His Royal Highness the Prince, it is really a difference between cloud and mud......"

Xu Buling waved his hand: "Don't say that these are not there, Song Yingke is back?" ”

Gongsun Ming shook his head: "Lord Song Shenlong can't see the head but not the tail, how can he know his whereabouts." However, recently the Lieutenant's Mansion got an order to strictly investigate the outsiders who entered the city, it seems that the Investigation Department has got the news, someone wants to rescue Jiang Kai, the right prince of Northern Qi, Jiang Kai is locked in the dungeon of the Investigation Division, if the news is true, Lord Song is probably also defending Chang'an City. ”

Xu Buling nodded, he just came to report, and he went out of the city as soon as the court meeting was dispersed, and he didn't have time to invite Song Ying to tea, so he didn't ask questions at the moment, drove his horse through Suzaku Street, came to the outside of the imperial city, and stepped directly into the palace gate......

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At the end of the white stone royal road, the majestic hall stands under the sky, the mountain rain is coming, and the gloomy weather adds a bit of solemnity.

In the Taiji Palace, Song Ji sat on the dragon chair, the civil and military courtiers were divided into left and right, and the Taiwei Guan Hong table told the recent situation in Dayue.

From Chinese New Year's Eve to today, in the past three months, the landslide-like situation has almost overwhelmed hundreds of civil and military officials. The war of words that often occurred in the court is gone, and only the sorrow of the hall remains.

At the beginning, Song Ji would lose his temper and angrily reprimand the ministers, but now in this state of affairs, he has quieted down, just like an old chess player, taking the remnant chess game in front of him seriously, and taking every step of the way in the murderous situation.

The attitude of the courtiers in the main hall has also changed slightly compared to before.

In the past, Song Ji's prestige was undoubted, and Dayue was well organized, and the vassal king never dared to have the slightest dissent, and the court was in awe and obey from the bottom of his heart.

Nowadays, Dayue is on fire everywhere, and there are chaos in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, the cause of these problems may have had a shadow since the founding of the country, and it has little to do with Song Ji, but the reason for this fire is that Song Ji is too strong in power and provokes the vassal king; After provoking the flames, they couldn't be extinguished, and the more they burned, the more they burned, the courtiers couldn't clean up the mess, so they naturally became dissatisfied with Song Ji.

However, the current situation has not yet reached the point where there is no way to return to the sky, although the courtiers have some opinions in their hearts, but they are not easy to express, and they are still seriously trying to find a way to remedy it.

After Guan Hongzhuo finished telling the battle situation at the border pass, he returned to his original position and discussed countermeasures with the courtiers. Out of the corner of his eye, he sometimes looked outside the Taiji Palace, waiting for the arrival of King Su's son.

Soon, the crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded in the white stone square outside the main hall, and a eunuch came in to report.

Song Ji showed a little smile and raised his hand slightly:

"Declare that you will not be allowed to enter the temple!"

"Xuan, the prince of King Su enters the palace!"

A loud voice came out of the hall, and the civil and military officials stopped talking and looked out of the hall with their eyes.

Outside the Taiji Hall, under the white stone steps, a tall man in a white robe walked up the steps slowly with his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Unhurried, he gradually revealed a handsome and extraordinary face, with a flat expression, without the slightest emotion, no difference from the past.

The last time most of the courtiers met Xu Buling, they were still in the fall bend, and Xu Buling rushed to Wangjiangtai with a single sword, stabbing 'Song Ji' through the heart.

At that time, everyone thought that Xu Buling was destined to die, and if he could live, he would be a waste person who was imprisoned to death.

Now seeing Xu Buling stepping into the Taiji Hall intact, although his face is still the same as back then, it is difficult for the courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty to treat this young man who is only twenty years old as a son of a family who has not yet reached adulthood.

Last year, Song Yu usurped the throne and locked the dragon Gu puzzle, the courtiers reviewed it afterwards, Song Yu and Taiwei Liu Pingyang lost all the games, the emperor and the king of Su were both defeated, one failed to cut the feudal domain caused the current turmoil, and an only son became a madman and a waster.

But as time went by, Xu Buling 'found a cure' as soon as he returned to Suzhou, and the courtiers understood that the only winner of the turmoil that caused the bloody turmoil in Chang'an last year was Xu Buling.

And the win is very thorough, just like at this time, Xu Buling entered the Taiji Hall alone and came to Song Ji, Song Ji could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, putting on an amicable smile.

At this moment of wolf smoke everywhere, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty naturally did not dare to mention the unpleasant things of last year, and began to praise Xu Buling's feat in Taiyuan when they met, recalling the glory of General Xu in those years.

Xu Buling didn't care about the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, did not squint, strode through the middle of the Taiji Palace, came to the bottom of the dragon chair, and raised his hand to salute:

"Minister, Xu Buling, see the saint!"

Song Ji's face was gentle, and he couldn't see any other emotions in his eyes, so he just raised his hand slightly:

"No courtesy. Zhuqing is discussing the battle in Taiyuan, you have just arrived, you are listening first, if you have a good plan, you can also speak freely. ”

"Thank you!"

Xu Buling nodded lightly, and stood behind his brother-in-law Xiao Chuyang.

The two sides met again, just such a short two-sentence conversation, without any emotion, as if nothing had happened before, just a normal monarch and minister.

The civil and military officials were not surprised by this, and after a short hello, they began to analyze the Taiyuan war again.

However, how calm you are on the surface, how manic the things you suppress on the inside.

What Song Ji was thinking on the dragon chair, no one knew.

Xu Buling, who was standing behind the Third Duke, looked at the emperor who was living together, even if he didn't want to do this, he couldn't help but have some messy thoughts flashing in his mind:

You're so good......

Your daughter-in-law is so soft......

I can't hold it with one hand......