The starry sky of Lantian Valley is as beautiful as ever.

The curtain of the palace swayed gently, as if there were figures moving in the candlelight.

The old man in a luxurious crown dress quietly looked at the empty seat in front of him, smiled and held the wine bottle, and raised his glass to the position where there was no figure: "Divine Monarch, I have come to see you again......

No one could answer him.

Only a few pairs of silk cloths hung on the wall are quietly telling the past of the master and the dignity of the owner.

"It's been twenty years since the Divine Monarch abandoned me, and since the Divine Monarch, I have no one to talk to and confide in......," the old man said leisurely, his tone full of melancholy.

Everyone in the world thinks that the Son of Heaven is noble and supreme.

But who knows his loneliness?

And who understands and understands his ambitions?

He once loved and admired Huo Quai, but his champion Hou died young.

He had doted on Mrs. Lee, but Mrs. Lee had also abandoned him.

He used to trust and believe a lot of people.

But those people eventually lied to him.

Only the master here has never deceived him.

Only he can understand his ambitions.

However, even he had already abandoned himself and ascended to the Immortal.

Only the clothes are left in the world.

This made the old man very sad, why, no one could understand him?

He asked the immortal for decades, why can't he move the heavens?

"Your Majesty...... Chang'an recital......" At this time, a voice came from outside the curtain.

"Bring it in......," the old man sighed, and said to the empty seat, "O god king, you see, the mundane world has come to disturb me again......"

A waiter, trembling and trembling, held a note, prostrate in front of the old man, and said tremblingly: "This horse is the captain of the report......

There is no way, as a close attendant of the Son of Heaven, everyone knows that when this Son of Heaven talks to the Divine Monarch in this Dinghu Shou Palace, his personality and temper will become elusive.

Sometimes, he will be very happy, and whoever it is, will be rewarded and benefited.

But sometimes, his temper can be as violent as a storm.

In that case, except for a few cronies of the Son of Heaven such as Captain Duma, Captain Fengche and Shang Shuling, everyone else would have to die!

Fortunately, the old man is still in a good mood now.

He took the report, opened it and looked at it, at first he smiled disapprovingly, and said, "I know, so let's do it......"

But he suddenly remembered something, took the song in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, then patted his thigh and said, "Shenjun, Shenjun, I know what you mean......"

"You specially asked this son to appear on my way to meet you, because you want to tell me something......"

"I understand ......"

The waiter was so frightened that his body trembled.

This Son of Heaven is the male lord in normal times, and he is the Son of Heaven who makes Liuhe bow down.

But......

If you are insane......

No one knows what he will do!

"I once cultivated the champion Hou ......" the old man strodged his hand proudly, this is the biggest masterpiece of his life, and the most proud work.

He personally raised Huo Quai, taught him to ride a horse, and taught him to fight.

And personally sent him to the battlefield!

The young man lived up to his expectations.

The first expedition gave him a big surprise - he had 800 light horsemen, went deep into the hinterland of the Xiongnu for hundreds of miles, and went straight to the core of the Xiongnu.

beheaded more than 2,200 people, and killed several Xiongnu leaders and generals.

Even Shan Yu's uncle and grandfather were beheaded by him and hung in front of the horse, and Luo Gubi, the uncle of Xiongnu Shan Yu, was captured by him!

And that year, he was only seventeen years old!

Two years later, Huo Qu became a hussar general and led the army to attack alone.

This time, he began his legendary journey.

The first battle without the main force of the Xiongnu in the west of the river destroyed the strength of the Xiongnu in the entire west of the river.

What's even more exaggerated is that he single-handedly subdued the entire Evil Tribe.

Tens of thousands of evil cavalry, in front of him, bow down to the courtiers, please surrender to the Han Chamber!

To this day, when the old man thinks of this, he is still full of excitement and can't help himself.

Pity......

The young man who was heroic and strategically unparalleled in his memory, and could be called a god of war, died of illness in the grassland desert at the age of twenty-four.

The old man often thought that if he had lived until now, I am afraid that the Huns would have perished long ago.

If he is here, how can the Huns be arrogant?

After Huo Qu's death, he tried to cultivate the next Huo Qu's disease.

Pity......

He had poured all his hopes into Huo Quai's widow, the clever boy who had shown strange talents since he was a child, and once made him think that he could succeed.

However, in the first year of Yuanfeng, the eight-year-old little champion Hou fell seriously ill in Mount Tai and died violently.

He was so heartbroken that he was not even interested in Feng Chan Taishan, and hurried back.

He also once poured his hope into Li Ling, that young man is indeed very talented!

But Li Ling lived up to and betrayed his trust!

Actually treason to the enemy!

Now, he found that he seemed to have found his purpose again.

"Wait, wait, wait,......" the old man read softly: "Between strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away......"

This is exactly what Emperor Gao said about his number one military advisor and think tank.

Recalling the young man's performance and words in front of him, the old man's smile became even thicker.

"This son can do it!" He stood up softly and bowed his hand to the empty seat opposite, "I thank the Divine Monarch for sending such a talent to me!" ”

In his understanding, if it weren't for the guidance of this Shougong Divine Monarch in the Heavenly Spirit, how could he meet that young man?

And since it is the guidance of the Divine Monarch, it must be right!

After thinking about it for a while, he ordered: "Bring pen and ink to ......."

"No!" As if he had been pardoned, the waiter hurriedly stepped back.

As he walked out of the doorway, he felt like his back was soaked.

There is no way, a companion is like a tiger, and this is even more so today!

But at the same time, the waiter also secretly kept tonight's events firmly in mind.

That's a great sign!

Bringing the cloth and pen and ink, the waiter returned to the curtain of the temple and presented it.

The old man took the pen and ink, waved it on the silk cloth, and after a short time wrote down an order, handed it to the waiter, and instructed: "Go, send it to Bowangyuan, to the emperor's eldest grandson...... Remember, you can only let the emperor's eldest grandson see it alone, understand? ”

"No!" The waiter said respectfully.

But in his heart, the waiter was shocked.

Liu Jin, the eldest grandson of the emperor, was born in the fifth year of Yuanding, and is exactly eighteen years old this year, just reaching the crown.

Does this Son of Heaven mean ......?

This is a lot of information, so big that the waiter's heart is pounding.

But he knew that he had better keep the secret in his heart and take it to the grave.

Otherwise, you don't know how to die!