Chapter Twenty-Eight
"Van Luo is a strange organization, and a self-proclaimed holy organization, they seem to live for a certain faith, and their leader, known as the Patriarch. In fact, the major events in these years, from the succession of Emperor Gao to the restoration of Emperor Shengzu, are all related to Van Luo. Wei Zhengxun rarely said so many words, took a few breaths, and continued, "There are many elders within them, but this kind of elder is hereditary by blood, and his status is high, but his ability is not necessarily strong, and the real execution depends on the lord's ......."
Speaking of this, Wei Zhengxun's old eyes fell into a state of slumber again, but He Muhan knew him and knew what he was recalling.
Wei Zhengxun coughed a few times, and his voice was a little chopped: "What's the need to tell you this?" As long as you know that Van Luo has been exterminated by the Holy Ancestor Emperor, this is enough. ”
"Fan Luo......" He Muhan said softly in his heart, remembering the name firmly, "Behind these two words is a monstrous flood. ”
Seeing that Wei Zhengxun stopped talking, everyone looked at each other, as if they were all thinking about what he had just said.
He Muhan coughed, breaking this somewhat embarrassing situation, and said, "I think the top priority at the moment is to go all out to rescue the son of Canglang." He glanced at Mu Baichuan and said, "I heard that Mu Xiangye's granddaughter is very close to the prince of Canglang, and this matter is caused by your Mu family, so the specific matters will be handed over to Mu Xiangye to be fully responsible." ”
Mu Baichuan bowed down to receive the order, but he wondered in his heart that his granddaughter and the son of Canglang were very close, how did the emperor know? Glancing at Rong Qing beside He Muhan again, he saw that he showed an imperceptible, but meaningful smile.
At this time, Ning Xianghou also said: "Girls' families, you must be properly proportionate with outsiders, Mu Xiangye should not forget, Yanxi has a marriage contract." ”
Mu Baichuan had nothing to say, pressed his forehead, and said, "I know." ”
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"How? What do you think? Meng Ruo asked in a row.
Liao Jicang shook his head and said, "The breath is very unstable... Fear...... Well, it's tonight. ”
Meng Ruo's eyes were dark, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.
He Nuo hurriedly stepped forward and helped her sit down. There was a pot of violets on the windowsill at the moment, and he looked through the gap between the branches, and it was empty.
Since Meng Yuxin left yesterday, he has not returned. He Nuo thought to himself: "What is more important than saving Meng Xiaochen?" And that one is called Liao Yin, can't you really beg him? ”
He Nuo glanced at Meng Xiaochen and saw that his originally pale face was faintly darkened.
He Nuo felt a feeling of being pinched in his heart, looking at Mu Yanxi at the table, she also stayed overnight last night, and now at dawn, she was sleepy, so she lay on the table and slept for a while.
Because I had to keep an eye on the outside at all times, the windows were open, and some wind was pouring in from time to time.
He Nuo wanted to take off his coat and put it on Mu Yanxi, but suddenly understood, smiled wryly, and asked Meng Ruo to find a girl's clothes and draped them on Mu Yanxi's back.
"He Nuo." Meng Ruo's voice was very tired, but he still said, "Go to the Qianran Underground Palace, you still have a competition today." ”
He Nuo shook his head, "I'm going to guard Xiaochen." ”
"Go, it's enough for us here..."Meng Ruo's words were full of stubbornness, "Go, even if it's for my brother, I have to go to the Qianran Underground Palace." ”
He Nuo was shocked when he heard this, the stubbornness of Meng Ruo's words was somewhat similar to his own.
Meng Ruo said again: "Don't forget the grievances that Uncle He received in the Qianran Underground Palace. The last sentence has a little girlish spirit: "We can't let the bad guys get their way." ”
Hearing this, He Nuo's heart sank, he remembered his father, and sighed slightly, before he said: "Then I'll go first, and I'll come back as soon as the game is over." ”
Meng Ruo nodded, and turned her head to her brother again.
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Because of this time with the cards, although he was late, He Nuo did not suffer from the same difficulties as last time, and successfully entered the Qianran Underground Palace.
At that time, there was already a lot of people inside, and no one seemed to remember that Meng Xiaochen was seriously injured here yesterday, thinking of this, He Nuo's heart was sad.
After He Nuo got closer, he knew why he was so popular, and it turned out that he was competing with Luan Guifei's son, the fourth prince - He Huaixin.
He Nuo has heard people say before, Luan Guifei is the most favored concubine of the emperor today, she is from the Canglang Department, and gave birth to twin sons, the fourth prince He Huaixin, the fifth prince He Huaijin, the status of the rising tide of the boat, and the fourth prince He Huaixin is rumored to be one of the most likely to inherit the throne.
He Nuo saw He Huaixin wearing a slim robe, perhaps because he had Canglang blood flowing in his body, his figure was much taller than the average Jinyang person, he seemed to be interested in exercising, his chest muscles were full and bulging, his lower abdomen was flat and powerful, and even on such a fierce occasion as Wubi, he seemed to be calm and unhurried, and he saw that some Huaichun girls were confused.
But the most energetic clapping in the audience was a young man in a yellow shirt, his figure was also tall, but he was a little less majestic than He Huaixin, he looked a little thin, his eyes almost never left He Huaixin, sometimes applauding and cheering for his wonderful, and sometimes covering his chest and worrying about him in danger.
He Nuo recognized that this yellow-shirted young man was He Huaixin's younger brother, the fifth prince He Huaijin, who was born to the same mother, and their relationship was so good that they were like oil in honey, and they were inseparable on weekdays.
And He Huaixin's opponent is more miserable, because he is studying in the Qianran Underground Palace, He Nuo has also had several encounters with him, he is the son of Mu Jiuye, the left attendant of the military department, Mu Bingtian.
The military department is a relatively awkward position in today's Jinyang Dynasty, due to the existence of the imperial court left and right governors, as well as the existence of the three major guards, they are not subject to the control of the military department, and the military department can call only some scattered forbidden troops, and the emperor personally makes big military decisions on weekdays, so among the six departments of the Jinyang Dynasty, the military department can be said to be the most powerless position.
At this time, Mu Bingtian, the son of the left servant of the military department, was in an even more embarrassing situation, and finally entered the last round of the Qingcang Club martial arts competition, but he encountered such a strong opponent as He Huaixin, which was really distressing.
But Mu Bingtian still had some strength after all, and after fighting with He Huaixin for eighty rounds, he was defeated, and at this time, a burst of earth-shattering cheers broke out in the field, soaring into the sky.
Even He Muhan on the main seat smiled slightly, he usually dotes on Luan Guifei, loves the house and Wu, and he loves her son He Huaixin even more.
At this time, the wonderful game continued, He Nuo was dizzying, the princes of the four major vassal states, the princes of Cangguo Ying Lingyue, and the princes of Languo Mo, all successfully advanced to the final round.
He Nuo was nervous for a while, because he knew that it was his turn to appear.
When He Nuo saw his opponent, he fell into an unprecedented fear in his heart, because his opponent was none other than the famous Eighth Prince, a student of the Marquis of Ningxiang, He Qingping.