The evening breeze blew lightly, in a courtyard, there were bright and dark whistles everywhere, and the commander of the sect Zhu Qi and the Jinyi guard commanded Luo Yangxing, standing together surprisingly, looking at the full moon of the sixteenth. Zhu Qi's fair face looked even paler under the moonlight. He leaned lightly in front of the Zhu window, looking lazy.

Luo Yangxing, who was on the side, had always been calm in front of Zhu Youzhen, but at this moment he looked a little cramped, and the knife in his hand rotated frequently. For him, the man in front of him was even more terrifying than the saint. "Lord Xiao, long time no see."

For several days, Luo Yangxing has been very curious about another mysterious person in the saint's carriage, who can win this honor. When I saw the true face of Lushan today, I was surprised. Zhu moved the corners of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the cool breeze blowing in from the window, "Luo Sigong can still see it somewhat, you, it's far behind." ”

"My father has always admired the ability of Lord Zongling, and said that among the elders of the three dynasties, only Prince Xiao is worthy of the four words of dedication." Luo Yangxing said respectfully, "I didn't expect that this trip, even the Sect Commander came, it seems that the Holy Lord attaches great importance to this matter." ”

Zhu Qi nodded and said, "The Zongren Mansion has not been born for a long time, and the world thinks that the Zongren Mansion has become an empty shell, but in fact, it is just a chess piece buried by Taizong. Luo Yangxing saw King Xiao's smooth chin, and he couldn't help but think about it, Jin Yiwei still knew a little bit about some of the secrets of the royal family.

However, everything is for the sake of the saints, including the monitoring of the Zongren Mansion. Now that the outer court Donglin covers the sky with one hand, Jinyiwei is also much more restrained than before, but it does not mean that Jinyiwei has not done anything. The Zongren Mansion that Luo Yangxing knows, in addition to King Xiao, the left and right Zongzheng and Zongren all have a special status. They serve the royal family, but they may not have been in touch for a hundred years, and they do not know each other, but there are some sporadic records in the files of Jinyiwei.

Including this Xiao King, after three dynasties. Luo Yangxing couldn't see any traces of time on his face. The skin was half as tender as a woman, so when Yang Fan saw it for the first time, he thought it was a middle-aged man. However, Luo Yangxing knows. This mysterious king is at least sixty years old, or even older! This kind of beauty technique should be the envy of every woman.

Zhu Qi looked at Mingyue and said, "I haven't seen such a bright moon for a long time." He put his hands on his sleeves. Gradually close your eyes and take a nap.

"Huh?"

Luo Yang saluted, "Zong ordered you to command." ”

Zhu Qi stroked his hand, "I can't talk about orders." Have you ever met Ling Hebo? Luo Yangxing asked suspiciously, "Lord Yang?" ”

"Yes." Luo Yangxing nodded. "Seen it a few times. What's wrong? ”

Zhu Qi squinted and said, "I'm tired." It's time for the Zongren Mansion to find the next Sect Commander. ”

"But ......"

"How?"

"Is that the meaning of the Holy One?"

Zhu Qi raised his eyebrows, "What I mean." There seemed to be a disdain in his words. Luo Yangxing's face was stagnant, a little ugly. The court was like stagnant water, the two talked for a while, and Luo Yangxing said goodbye and left, but this "beauty" slept soundly under the moon.

Luo Yangxing left not long ago. A figure appeared at the window. Looking at this dissolute and unruly Zhu Qi, the man shook his head and said, "Uncle Huang should have been free in the rivers and lakes, but he was bound to me for the sake of Zhu Ming, and my nephew is ashamed." ”

Zhu Qi stood up, saluted respectfully, and said, "The Holy One doesn't have to. The path chosen by the minister himself, no one can complain. He smiled and said, "As long as you can sit firmly on the throne and rejuvenate the Ming Dynasty." Everything you put in is worth it. ”

"Is it really not good for Luo to raise sex?"

Zhu Qi nodded and said, "Zongren Mansion, inherit the emperor's order, and go down to Ancangsheng." Taizu originally ruled the country with his family. set up the Zongren Mansion, and later eliminated other responsibilities, in order to better protect Zhu Ming's country. It is not suitable to hand over to Luo to raise sex. ”

"Is there really no one else?" Zhu Youzhen sighed, Zhu Yuanzhang has sealed so many kings, and his children and grandchildren have multiplied for nearly three hundred years. The descendants of the royal family in the world are so complex, is there no one who can take on the heavy responsibility of the Zongren Mansion?

"This successor, the minister will find a good job for the saint. It's just that the Holy One plans to do this this time? Is it really necessary to purge a cadre of officials in Shanxi? ”

Zhu Youzhen nodded and said, "The people in the court all think that I can't see the bad things they do. It's just that I'm too lazy to bother with them. In the past few years, I was tired of dealing with the wild boar skin in the northeast and the riots in the northwest, and if the imperial court is in turmoil again, it will be a disaster. Now that the northwest and northeast are a little more stable, it is time for me to purge the Qing Dynasty. ”

Zhu Qi nodded and said, "At this point, Yang Fan can help the Holy Lord." ”

"Uncle Huang has seen Yang Fan?"

Zhu Qidao: "Yes. A very good person, but it's a pity ......"

"What's the pity?"

Zhu Qi turned around and muttered, "It's a pity that it's not my royal child." ”

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Taiyuan is not far from Shunde, and the news quickly reached Zhang Yao's ears. He took the secret letter and looked at it under the lamp for a long time, after all, he waited for the person he was waiting for. After lurking for a long time, the roster on Zhang Yao's hand is about to turn into a book of life and death, and those damned people will be painted in red circles one by one, and then become famous.

However, this roster was already stained with blood before it turned into a thin book of life and death. Zhang Yao looked at the candle flame in a daze, and muttered, "Brother Hui, let's go." He placed the paper in his hand close to the oil lamp and burned it into a pile of ashes.

If everything is planned, then the rest is left to time. Bu Lao Dao twisted his beard and chuckled: "The people who do things in your court are all mothers-in-law. It was the same with Hai Jui at the beginning. If the killing is more decisive, there is no such thing as the back at all. Speaking of which, this is still bound by the system. ”

Yang Fan sneered, "Like you killed Wudang?" I don't have that much ability. After all, there is a difference between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes. Even if you're doing it right. It is for the benefit of the people, the country and the common people, so it must also be famous, and it must be played first and then killed. According to my previous personality, I would have been killed in Taiyuan a long time ago. However, since the Great Linghe War, I have learned to be obedient. The rules must be broken if they should be broken, and they must be established if they should be established. This country is not Lao Tzu anyway, what to do, that is his emperor Lao Tzu's business. Lao Tzu will help if he is willing to help, and if he is not happy, he will rely on it. It's thankless to do more, so why bother? ”

Lao Dao didn't know where to take out the jug of wine, took a sip, and shook his head, "I've drunk your kid's wine, this thing is like boiled water." Agreed, after arriving in Beijing, the wine was drunk casually. ”

Yang Fan nodded, as long as Bu Laodao's mind is not on him, everything else is easy to say. (To be continued.) )