On this day, the morning news in Luoyang City died, and behind the prosperity of the empty alleys, there was untouchable pain and sorrow......

Just like this time, it is said to come, it is magnificent, and it is said that it will go, and the freehand and free and easy pouring rain has overturned the "daytime fireworks" that want to seize the sky, and it will also sweep away the long-lost fireworks in Luoyang City.

It's just that at this time, every person in Luoyang City, no matter rich or poor, regardless of their background and status, is all looking at and thinking about the Ganlin in this early summer. There seemed to be an omen, the beginning of a chaotic situation.

At this time, in the highest place in Luoyang City, a person stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the southwest Xia Que Road, and there was no abnormality in his eyes. It's just that the hands that rubbed behind the back exposed the anxiety in the master's heart to the world mercilessly.

The extravagant, niche but unusually short-lived garden meeting also came to an abrupt end because of this storm. Although the courtiers all showed a reluctant pretentiousness, they were still driven out by the lord of the country, Li Cunqing.

People are the same before and after, everyone in the Tang Dynasty can be like this, but in front of Li Cunxuan, no one dares to be so real, this may be the sorrow of the monarch, always expecting the courtiers to be able to admonish him, and the high-ranking ones are like admonishments, but the truth is just a dream after all.

There are thousands of people before and after, this is the truest appearance of the world. You look at his flattering face, turn your back and feel the bright steel knife straight into the heart, but when you look at him again, you still look gentle.

Li Cunmiao was born in the emperor's family, and he has tied his fate to the Jiangshan Sheji, but he can make people into troubled times, stormy times, although he is the lord of the Later Tang Dynasty, he is in charge of the world, but even ordinary people can't compare.

After all, life is imperfect, and an unsatisfactory life can continue to depict more brilliant colors, Li Cunmiao has believed so since he succeeded to the throne, and he took charge of the power of the Later Tang Dynasty in order to explore people's hearts.

The not salty and indifferent words just now, as well as the humble faces of the courtiers, made Li Cunmiao's heart flood with a burst of happiness, power is really a good thing in the end, looking at the great rivers and mountains created by his father, recalling the "Thirteen Taibao" battles on the battlefield, it was a long sigh.

Li Cunmiao paced back and forth, the black clouds rushing from the sky just now, like thousands of troops wanting to compete with this Luoyang City, Li Cunmiao stood in the inner hall, looking at this inseparable battle from afar.

Li Cunmiao suddenly thought of something, although there was no one around at this time, he still tried to hide the smile in his heart.

Looking indifferently from afar, at this time it was already a starry Xia Que Dao, the flames that had been extinguished were swallowed up by the ink swept by the black clouds, leaving only a little black smoke, entangled with the night, and soaring into the sky.

Behind Li Cunmiao's efforts to hide his smile was the happiness of Tang after winning the championship. This Li Cunqing, who was in the third of the thirteen Taibao, but was selected to inherit the unification, suddenly had a trace of emotion in his heart.

sighed why this great river and mountain could be controlled by himself, and couldn't help but have a sense of admiration for himself. It is said that the thirteen fierce generals under his father's command were all superb in martial arts and full of strategy, but they could not escape the fate of the heirs.

Therefore, a battle between the open and the dark, you fight for me, to create today's situation, the Ming Dynasty inherited the foundation of the Later Liang, and the national strength is the first of the seven countries of the Nine Abysses, but the essence is internal and external troubles, and the fate of the country and the society hangs by a thread.

Li Cunmiao's heart just rose an inch of happiness was completely disintegrated, that Fengxiang County Huaiyou Mansion has been seized by Kang Junli, He Taihu is too ambitious, but he has more than enough heart and insufficient strength, and it is inevitable that he will be pulled down.

Ran Qi of Longshou County, this person was originally a relict of the previous dynasty, and now he has become a thorn in the heart of the lord of the country, Li Cunqiao, who can't pull it out, but Ren Liu's heart is piercing.

It's not that he doesn't mean to do it, but this layout can't be said to be the plan of the people in the city, if he forcibly sends troops to suppress it, I'm afraid that people will take advantage of it.

At this time, it can only respond to all changes with the same, the current chaos is temporarily suspended, in Luoyang City, there are still others sleeping soundly on the side of the couch, and those people have begun to move, and now they are going to take advantage of the Xingshi of Xia Que Dao to ask the guilt, and stage a "knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger".

Li Cunmiao has very high expectations for this hand, and it is imperative to level his side first. This ambitious monarch looked around Luoyang at his feet by the railing, and couldn't help sighing, "It's hard to be safe tonight." ”

Xiaque Road has become a place where many "soldiers" must fight, from the cautious temptation all the time, disturbing the peace of the capital, Li Cunqiao has been holding back, in order to accumulate strength and wait for the time to come, so he won this small night in one fell swoop.

This move was regarded as a cowardly retreat by a group of ambitious people in the temple, so they became more and more arrogant. Especially the silver-white long-haired man is the most unscrupulous, he has made many moves openly and secretly, and he also tried to infiltrate and rebel, which is really hateful.

Li Cunmiao's heart was agitated, so that he, who was originally very well cultivated, couldn't help but burst out a few foul words, "Ge Laozi, if it falls into my hands one day, you demon will definitely be broken into pieces." ”

But he has never been ruthless so far, firstly, because he is afraid of Nalan's current prestige and his own cultivation, and secondly, because of the secret of fourteen years. There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and an old man with gray hair, a rickety body, and a little staggering walked hurriedly ran to the front, kneeling on the ground, but did not dare to speak rashly.

Li Cunmiao had already heard the sound in his ears but still looked at it from a distance, he naturally knew who was coming, but he had already seen a little uneasiness from this person's urgent behavior, he was waiting, waiting for the right turnaround.

The old man buried his head deep and stuck it on the white marble bricks as cold as iron, and the wind on his side rose and fell, and he wrapped his robe sleeves and hunted. This black cloud is still pressing down on the city, but it is just about to explode, and the body is far away, but it has left a lot of trouble.

Li Cunmiao slowly retracted his gaze, closed his eyes with his hands on his sleeves, and slowly asked after a long time, "What's the matter?" These two words were so straightforward that the excuse prepared by the old man in advance was shattered under the heavy blow of these two words.

The old man didn't dare to slack off, adjusted his breathing rhythm and said: "The head of the Heavenly Hell Division Liu is trapped in Qingxia Town, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. Later, the envoy of the Zhou Dynasty, Liu Youyu, failed to fulfill his duties and was seriously injured here. There are three other people, a killer of Lonely Roaring Heights, a monk of Jialan Temple, and a teenager, whose identities are unknown. ”

"Liu Qingmei is defeated?" Li Cunmiao didn't look sideways at the old man, but asked so lightly, but this question was inevitably redundant, he had already known from the secret line a few days ago, but the old man came to report at this time, and he didn't know what he wanted. So, he pretended not to know and asked.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on the old man's old face, in this early summer, which was already a little hot, if it wasn't for the gust of wind and rain just now, how could there be such a coolness at this time? But this coolness does not bring comfort, but cold, bone-chilling.

The old man, who had been kneeling for a long time and his legs were a little tired, still bowed his head to the ground, allowing the layers of cold sweat to condense into beads, dripping to the ground, and falling on the white marble bricks outside this silent inner hall, making a thin snapping sound.

"According to reliable sources, there is no doubt about the defeat." The old man's voice had grown a little old from years of suppression, but he still tried his best to control his trembling voice and replied in an unusually respectful voice.

"Then now the head of Huaiyou Mansion in Fengxiang County, but Kang Junli?" Li Cunmiao finally turned around and looked down at the "old dog" who had been raised by his side for many years, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, but the belated arrival of this "old dog" made him very unhappy in his heart.

The old man's body trembled when he heard this, and he knew that the lord of the country already knew about this matter, so he kowtowed heavily, and still replied in that extremely respectful voice: "According to the report of the spies, Kang Junli replaced He Taihu with the following criminals, and has firmly sat on the throne of Huai Youfu Assassin. ”

"Who gave him the seal?" Li Cunmiao no longer looked down at the "old dog" who looked after the house but did not take care of the hospital, and continued to stare into the distance, but this understatement of the question was as heavy as a thousand pounds in the old man's ears, and it pressed on his heart.

The old man thought to himself in his heart, "At this time, if you export Liu Sitou, then you will be suspicious of sowing discord, if you imply that the latter's envoy Liu is owed, it will inevitably implicate Nalan, the owner of Mingyue Mansion, and in the end, he will be in a dilemma and struggling." ”

But at this time, there were only the two of them left in the outer corridor of the inner hall, and the old man knew that the lord of the country must know it in his heart, so he tried to say with an extremely euphemistic word: "Or Liu Sishou was coerced and had to do it. ”

This half-speculative and half-definite sentence provoked Li Cunmiao to laugh and scold in his heart, "You old eunuch, so exquisite, I'm afraid you have left a back hand in Nalanna, right?" Although I have thought about it in my heart, my face is still calm and light.

"Wang Qi, tell me, who coerced Liu Sishou, and what kind of crisis made her do such a rebellious thing?" Li Cunmiao shook the floating sleeves of his robe, looked proud, and questioned.

The old man Wang Itchy, the head of the house, has been in a high position for decades, but at this time he is like a rootless duckweed, fluctuating in the wind and rain, and his heart is agitated.

Countless times between life and death made him very in awe of the emperor's mental art, he thought that he had been able to perceive seven or eight, but he didn't expect that he would sharpen a sword for ten years, but he was still like a child, ignorant and ignorant.

Chief Manager Wang suddenly sobbed, trembling his lips and muttered: "The old slave doesn't know, Liu Sishou is loyal, and he will definitely not do anything to disobey the lord of the country, there must be many hidden secrets in this, and I hope the lord of the country will be aware of it." ”

Li Cunmiao made a temptation, so that Manager Wang was already soaked in cold sweat, and the life and death meeting in his words was only a millimeter at the moment.

Just when Manager Wang felt that he was in danger of escaping at this time, Li Cunmiao walked up to him, stretched out his hands to support his shoulders, and there was no temptation and suspicion between his words, but was full of emotion, "Wang Itchy, how many years have you been with me?" ”

Manager Wang's half-up body was instantaneous, and the shoulders that were held up began to tremble unconsciously, but the words were completely devoid of the trembling just now, only desolate, "Counting the days, it has been nearly twenty years." At that time, the lord of the country was the only man who was brave enough to open the country, and the old slave was vivid. ”

Li Cunmiao held Mr. Wang with both hands, and after a slight effort, Mr. Wang deliberately relaxed and got up, but the lowered head still did not raise it, and he didn't dare to look directly at Li Cunmiao's hot eyes.

I am afraid that if I accidentally take a look, the "illusion" at this time will disappear.

Li Cunmiao sighed for a while, "After so many years, has Manager Wang ever remembered, what about Gu Yanxun?" ”

Manager Wang wanted to kneel in response, and was supported by Li Cunqiao again, "Don't worry, I just thought of some old people's past, so I chatted casually, remembering that although this person once conquered the world together and guarded the border for me, but helplessly, people's hearts are changeable." ”

The chief manager couldn't hold back any longer, and said in a trembling voice: "The old slave has never forgotten the grace of the lord of the country for a moment, and he will never do anything to disobey the lord of the country. ”

Li Cunmiao let go of the hand holding the head of Wang, and paced forward, although the scenery here is not as good as the high platform outside the main gate of the inner hall, but it has a unique taste. Because of this, it can be seen that the Gu family's mansion, which was once famous all over the world, has been dusted for many years, but it is still there.