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Emperor Qinghua no longer spoke, but sat calmly on the throne that he had waited for for half a lifetime to get.

Chen Baichuan didn't speak, and in the dim hall, he desperately suppressed the crazy impulse in his heart.

Now to do it, it is undoubtedly to hit the stone with an egg.

After a long time, Bai Qian came from outside the hall. When passing by Chen Baichuan, Bai Qian glanced at him meaningfully. Bai Qian leaned into Emperor Qinghua's ear and muttered for a while. Emperor Qinghua's expression still did not fluctuate, except when Bai Qian got up after speaking, he nodded lightly.

"Chen Gongzi, you can follow me to the side hall for a short rest." In front of Emperor Qinghua, Bai Qian paid a lot of attention to his remarks, "Tonight, I will go to the Hengdu Poetry Club with Your Majesty to see the demeanor of my Daheng talent." ”

Chen Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, standing in this huge palace, he was also very uncomfortable.

"Please lead the way."

"Come with me."

Chen Baichuan left after Bai Qian, and the figure sitting upright in the empty darkness soaked himself in the darkness, and sighed deeply, full of exhaustion and weakness.

Emperor Qinghua suddenly set off a monstrous rage, the table was overturned by his anger, and a blue porcelain vase fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

The little eunuch, who was adding fuel to the lights in the hall, hurried over to clean up the debris on the ground.

Emperor Qinghua's forehead suddenly climbed up a few green tendons, and he took out a crimson long sword from the white jade frame beside him.

The long sword is unsheathed, like a fire dragon getting out of trouble.

Emperor Qinghua jumped down from the high platform and stabbed the little eunuch in the heart with a sword.

Draw your sword.

"Qianshan, do you blame me...... I'm helpless......"

Stick a sword.

"I am the Ninety-Five, no one can blame me ......"

"Even my good brother can't ......"

Draw your sword.

"The world is mine, I want to go west to weaken Chen, sweep the North Barbarians, and then slaughter all the dogs in Qingguo, I want to become the first emperor of ancient and modern times, what Chen Baili, what Liu Tingfeng, is not my opponent...... Not an opponent......"

"Haha...... Haha......"

Listening to the guards at the gate of the Xuan Palace, they did not move. Naturally, they hear the madness, but they dare not say it, or they dare to say it, or they will die in the madness long ago.

Perhaps in private they will be tongue-in-cheek, and recently His Majesty has become more and more fond of killing.

…………

In the corridor of the Imperial Palace, Chen Baichuan walked with Bai Qian, and there was no one else around.

"Baichuan knows your difficulties, and you must also understand that this may be your last chance."

"Chen Xiao'er is not linguistic, let me think about it." Bai Qian's handsome face struggled constantly.

Chen Baichuan laughed secretly in his heart, this matter was successful.

"If Brother Qian can't decide for a while, he will think carefully before responding."

Bai Qian did not reply, and the struggle on his face did not subside. The two of them were speechless, and strolled along the corridor to the side hall where the courtiers rested.

When Chen Baichuan entered the side hall, Bai Qian left.

Chen Baichuan opened all the windows in the side hall and let the sunlight shine into the hall unscrupulously, and he was in a good mood. So far so good. But when the light drove away the darkness, he saw that there were two more people in the temple.

Chen Baichuan thought that the little eunuch collected money and didn't do anything, but it seemed that the property on Suzaku Street was not wasted.

Those two people, the younger one is called Wang Yan, and the old one is naturally the king side by side.

"You are Chen Baili's younger brother?" Wang Yan is worthy of his martial arts name, burly and tall, his eyes are like copper bells, and he knows from his fiery tone that the word "lie" in his title is really appropriate.

Before Chen Baichuan replied to him, "It's exactly below", the kind old man next to Wu Liehou brushed his long hair and said disdainfully: "It's really rude." ”

"Use the benevolence and morality of your scholars to fight the Beiban, you group of old things that can't be carried on your shoulders, at most you will add some snacks to the Beiban."

"up! You rude martial artist, this king will enlighten Your Majesty tonight, and let your old lady teach you to respect the old and love the young. ”

"Old thing, if you dare to sue my mother, I will stab you with the princess about the eyebrows of the little lady Xie of Cuiyunlou."

"up! up! ”

Chen Baichuan was beside him, thinking that these two people were also living treasures. After all, he is also an imperial minister, how can he be so virtuous. Seeing that Chen Baichuan's eyes were full of amusement, the two living treasures were not good at folding Daheng's face in front of the foreign envoy, and stopped arguing.

After a period of silence, Huang Qingyun, the king of the side-by-side, brushed his long hair again, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It made the little envoy laugh." This king is the king of Daheng Yufeng, and the reckless man next to him is the martial martyr of Huoshan City. ”

Chen Baichuan retracted his smile and got serious, one of the two in front of him was the prince of Daheng, and the other was also a tiger general who guarded the side, and the necessary respect still had to be given. He made a junior salute and said, "Baichuan has seen the king side by side, and he has seen Wu Liehou. ”

Huang Qingyun saw that what he was doing was not a courtesy, and his eyes were a little different. After Daheng became the emperor, all the people in the world were called ministers, at least on the surface. But he is not the kind of faint person that Chen Guo's detective said, thinking of some of the past events in the young man's family in front of him, he immediately understood the reason. Huang Qingyun was a little bitter in his heart, and he was also a witness to Chen Qianshan.

"Haha, little envoy Chen doesn't need to be polite." Huang Qingyun made the appearance of an old gentleman in a private school looking at the students, brushed his beard and smiled, "The Chen family is really talented, the little envoy has a clear eyebrow and beautiful appearance, at first glance, he is a smart person, I am afraid that in the future, his achievements will not lose to your brother." ”

Chen Baichuan secretly scolded Chen Guo's spy for being incompetent, the old fox in front of him was obviously a standard old fox, no matter how Huang Wang Ye looked, he understood everything. Xiao Chen had no choice but to follow Lao Huang's words and replied shyly: "Wang Ye Miaozan, Baichuan is inferior to his brother." ”

It's a pity that the side hall where the elders are kind and the juniors are obedient is staged, and there is an untimely rough man.

The man named Wang Yan muttered: "The old thing is really blind, and the youngest son of the Chen family is still a little self-aware. Chen Baili looks a little talented, this female doll-like Chen Baichuan will at most go to the kiln in the future and don't need money, where can he compare to Chen Rentu. ”

Chen Baichuan was stunned for a while, and he didn't know what to do. Wang Yan said that he scolded him, and he was also praising him for his handsomeness. However, the king of the side by side looked experienced, and immediately scolded: "You rude martial artist, how come you are a person who doesn't know the general situation in the palace." ”

Wang Yan ignored Lao Huang this time, slapped his chest and shouted: "Chen family child, I forgot about Chen Baili beating me." Eat me with a punch. ”

Chen Baichuan was stunned again, it turned out to be a warm picture, how could the painting style change abruptly. Wang Yan's fist didn't pay attention to his stunnedness, and a fist like a wine bowl hit Chen Baichuan's face, and the fist was swift and windy.

Seeing Chen Baichuan fall to the ground suddenly, Huang Wangye said badly and scolded Wang Yan: "Rude martial artist!" Rude Warrior! And Wang Yan, who caused trouble, was satisfied with revenge, and his beard was still trembling unreasonably.

Chen Baichuan fell asleep on the ground. Before fainting, he understood the meaning of the two living treasures in this side hall, and the strength of the fist was a little small for this extremely brave martial artist.