Yanjing, Miyagi.

Gong Yu is deep.

Yuan Chong hurried through the hall and corridors.

Everywhere he went, the purple-clothed eunuchs and the palace maids in Tsing Yi all saluted him respectfully, but Yuan Chong did not pause for a single step.

He came to the deepest palace.

Through the drapery.

Kneel down and bow heavily.

The sound of prostrations resounded throughout the temple.

The saint sat at the top of the temple, looked at the eunuch kneeling in front of him, and said coldly, "Do you know why I called you back? ”

Yuan Chong's head was lowered, but his voice was not low.

"The southeast is changing." Yuan Chongru said simply.

"The southeast is changing." The sage repeated Yuan Chong's words, and then sneered, "What kind of birth and change method is it? ”

"Wang Zhi captured Ying Tianfu and plotted rebellion and chaos." Yuan Chong said.

"This is the end of the story." The saint said lightly: "What about the latest situation? ”

In front of the saint, Yuan Chong didn't dare to hide the slightest bit of personal negligence.

"As far as I know, Wang Zhi is dead." Yuan Chong said.

"Dead, who killed it?" The sage asked.

Yuan Chong shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, but it should be the handiwork of the beehive." ”

"You know it's the Hive's handiwork?" The sage asked with deep meaning, "Do you know that there has been a change within the hive now?" ”

Yuan Chong shook his head: "The beehive is my henchman's enemy, and now it should be a good thing for Your Majesty to compete with Wang Zhi and the two tigers." ”

The sage looked at Yuan Chong, who was kneeling in front of him: "I'll ask Xie En to bring Wang Zhi's head back to me." ”

"So did he bring it back?" Yuan Chong asked.

"He's dead, you don't know it, do you?" The sage looked at Yuan Chong.

Yuan Chong seemed to understand something.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to go too?" Yuan Chong asked.

"This errand is a little different from the last time." The sage looked at Yuan Chong and said coldly.

"Then I'll try to be as cautious as possible." Yuan Chong said calmly.

"You go down first." The sage said.

"Master?" Yuan Chong said with some surprise.

"Let's go down." The saint waved his hand slightly.

Yuan Chong kowtowed and thanked him.

Turn and leave.

Only the saint himself was left in this somewhat empty hall.

He looked ahead and whispered a Qin character.

"Xue Ping." The saint continued to mutter to himself, "I didn't expect that you were already dead, and you would be able to cause me such and such troubles. ”

"How many backhands do you have left unfolded, but the more backhands you have, the more it only shows that I made the right decision in the first place."

With that, he stood up and walked towards the small door behind him.

After the small door was pushed open, there was a somewhat dark and deep secret passage, and the saint in a bright yellow coat walked through this somewhat dark secret passage, although the light was dim, but he did not deviate a step.

Eventually, at the end of the secret passage, everything suddenly became clear.

It's a huge library room.

The dome is adorned with bright and large night pearls that provide light for this underground library, and on the four walls of the library, various monuments of different materials and thicknesses are neatly listed.

However, the saint did not look at any of the monuments, but sat down in a chair in the library, and continued to flip through the yellowed book in front of him.

"The Eight Desolations and Six Combinations are my sole merit." The saint said lightly.

"Not to be underestimated." Opposite the saint, a man's voice said in a deep voice.

"Did you give this cheatbook to Qin?" The sage continued.

"Yes." The other party did not hesitate at all, and said calmly.

"So you've been having doubts about me since three years ago?" The saint said lightly: "I have spared your life until now, just to prove that my idea is right." ”

"If I hadn't killed Yanran at the beginning, maybe the situation would have been worse than it is today."

"Your Majesty, of course, is always right." The man said in a low voice.

"Like I'm right to keep you alive too?" The saint said with a faint smile.

"Your Majesty is always right." The man said calmly.

"Drink water every ten days, eat every fifteen days, and even then, you're still alive, maybe it's not that I'm right, it's that you're too tenacious." The saint said, looking at the empty wall in front of him.

"You know what?" The sage then continued: "Qin has now driven away Yan Yu and controlled the entire hive himself, he has killed the messenger I sent, and he also intends to make your daughter the new queen bee. ”

"None of this has anything to do with me." Xue Ping in the wall said calmly: "I am only a prisoner of His Majesty now. ”

"Prisoner?" The saint repeated the phrase with a slight smile: "All your subordinates are starting to try to resist me in their own way, which will break them to pieces, or maybe they will succeed and even have a chance to rescue you here." ”

Xue shook his head calmly: "Everything they did was not to save me, if it was to save me, they would not do it." ”

"Xue Ping is dead."

"It is His Majesty who personally announced that Xue Ping is dead, then it is impossible for Xue Ping to come back to life, because His Majesty is always right."

"So unless I'm dead, isn't it?" The saint said with a sneer.

"You're not going to die." Xue Ping said.

"Anyone will die, including the Emperor." The sage said calmly.

"But on the path of immortality, you are the one who has gone the farthest." Xue Ping said lightly.

His voice was always calm.

There is no humility.

There was no pause.

There is no sense of prayer.

"You don't want me to let you out?" The sage said with a smile.

"Or don't you want to see your daughter?"

"Actually, although it hasn't been too long, her changes may not even be imagined by you."

When Xue Ling was mentioned, Xue Ping's mood was shaken for a moment.

But then calm returned.

"As you said, if she has really become the queen bee in Qin's hands, then even if we meet, the situation will not be too optimistic."

"Besides." Xue Ping said lightly: "Your Majesty will not rest assured that I will get out of this cage." ”

"You'll always have that attitude." The saint sighed: "When I wanted to kill you, you didn't seem to be too surprised. ”

"No, I'm still surprised." Xue Ping denied, "My biggest surprise is why the saint would tolerate me for so long. ”

"It wasn't until I was here that I slowly figured it out."

"It's not just me who regards His Majesty as a friend."

"Actually, Your Majesty treats me as a friend."

"It's like His Majesty chose to imprison me instead of killing me."

"Did you ever think you were going to die?" The sage asked.

Xue Ping smiled, and when he laughed out loud, he showed the weakness of this man: "Of course, when I realized that I was still alive, I was really surprised. ”

"What's going on out there now?" Xue Ping continued: "Your Majesty, can you tell me in detail? ”

"Wang Zhi is the opposite." The sage said succinctly.

"Wang Zhi will rebel sooner or later, but if he reverses so soon, someone must be behind it." Xue Ping said.

"Don't you know anything?" The saint said, "If you really don't know anything, then you should be killed." ”

Xue Ping was imprisoned by the saint in August last year, and it has been almost a year since then.

When Xue Ping was still "alive" in this world, he was the shadow monarch of this world, and there shouldn't be anything to hide from him.

"Qin's small gesture." Xue Ping said lightly.

"Do you have that confidence?" The sage looked at the wall in front of him: "If you are still alive, then Qin will obediently serve you and dare not show his fangs at all?" ”

"Nope." Xue Ping said calmly: "A person like Qin will never be willing to be left behind. ”

"Even if I live, if one day I become a stumbling block to him, he will not hesitate to overturn me."

"Even so, you still handed over the Eight Desolations and Six Talents to him as my sole honor?" The sage asked.

"I'm doing something wrong." Xue Ping said lightly: "There are some problems with this martial art, if you can't get the Heaven and Earth Inheritance Yin and Yang Great Compassion Endowment, it will be a big problem for this martial art to continue to cultivate." ”

"Otherwise, His Royal Highness Yanran would not have asked you not to cultivate."

The saint smiled faintly, with a slight noncommittal taste in it.

"How long have we known each other?" The sage asked suddenly.

"For more than fifty years, Your Majesty." Xue Ping said.

"But why is it where we are today?" The sage asked.

"I also want to have a fight with you monarchs and ministers, and live this life from beginning to end."

"Your Majesty's life is too long." Xue Ping said: "Besides, Your Majesty is thinking about the monarch and the ministers, but I still think about the picture of me and Your Majesty singing about wine on that Zhongnan Mountain. ”

The difference between the monarch and his friends is always a little too far.

"Qin is aggressive, and he wants me to recognize his status." The sage changed his words and said.

"The situation in the southeast is bad?" Xue Ping asked.

In normal times, the saint would not have thought about this at all.

But if you think about it, it means that there are not many cards in the sage's hand.

"Although Wang Zhi is dead, the remnants are still there." The sage said lightly: "Besides, as soon as Wang Zhi dies, the dragons on the southeast sea surface have no leader, and the chaos also represents the erosion of the southeast." ”

"Besides, once Ying Tianfu is captured, the aftermath is still there, and half of this year's autumn harvest will be thankful, the Warat people in the north are still aggressive, and the toast in the southwest is also a little impatient, if there is another problem in the southeast, it is equivalent to saying that ten fingers press the flea, and there is no empty hand at all."

Although His Majesty has always lived in the palace, the general trend of the world is completely under his control.

After all, the huge East Factory, the huge brocade clothes and guards, including the huge beehive, are not decorations after all.

"That's why Qin is threatening at this juncture." Xue Ping said lightly: "Why didn't Your Majesty send Yuan Chong over to solve it?" ”

"Without Yan Yu's cooperation, the hive has completely lost control, I can let Yuan Chongdang clear the entire Los Angeles, but if he really goes to Jiangnan, I'm afraid he will have to explain there."

"There are fewer and fewer people I'm used to, some are old, some are dead, and some are like you, I have no way to use it anymore, if he dies in Jiangnan, then there is no way to fill this hole." The sage said calmly.

"That's why Your Majesty came to me?" Xue Ping smiled.

"It's a shame there's no wine."

Why did the saints come here?

Because there is no one around the saint who can speak on an equal footing.

The so-called lonely family is nothing more than this.

This high-ranking Ninety-Five Venerable has too many secrets, but with so many secrets, fewer and fewer people know about them.

Perhaps it was for this reason that this saint could have killed Xue Ping at the beginning, but in the end, his subordinates showed mercy to Xue Ping and gave Xue Ping a glimmer of life.

Even if it is said that life is worse than death.

"I'm afraid you and I won't ever get a chance to drink together again." The sage said calmly.

"Life is so changeable, who can fully predict it?" Xue Ping said lightly: "It's like forty years ago, you and I would never have thought that we would face each other like this." ”

Forty years ago, the saint in front of him was not an emperor.

Not to mention the emperor, not even the prince, people all over the world would not have thought that he would be the future of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

Even Xue Ping wouldn't have thought of it.

"If that time comes, I'm afraid that the person who is a prisoner of the stairs may be me." The saint smiled faintly: "What you know best is that we can't go back to the beginning." ”

"Don't say back then, even if you say go back to a year ago, it's impossible."

"What if I say I don't resent Your Highness?" Xue Ping said lightly.

"I believe it." The saint looked at him and said, "But I don't believe it. ”

The sage believed that Xue Ping really didn't resent himself, but he didn't believe in himself and didn't believe in people's hearts.

He chose to do the first year of junior high school, so although he said that he had not done it yet, would it be far away?

"So you will be Your Majesty, and I will only be a courtier." Xue Ping smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

"By the way, don't be that little guy, do you still have an impression?" Xue Ping said suddenly.

"Farewell?" The saint groaned.

"It's the little guy who followed He Ping, it's very interesting." Xue Ping said.

"I remember, he has done some great things recently, and even said that even Wang Zhi was killed by him." The sage said slowly.

"That's really an earth-shattering event." Xue Ping smiled and said, "He may not be in the same league as Qin, but he may be used by His Majesty." ”

"Why do you say that?" The sage said.

"You haven't met him yet, have you?" Xue Ping said lightly: "Actually, I have seen it." ”

"At that meeting, he said something to me, and I was very impressed."

"What?" The saint couldn't help asking.

"You might not be happy to hear it." Xue Ping said.

"I'm not happy enough, maybe I'll be a little happier if you say that." So said the saint.

Xue Ping smiled.

He said.

"In this world, whoever is friends with the emperor must not die well."

The saint was stunned, then burst out laughing.

Laughter echoed throughout the library.

Then the saint's laughter stopped.

He looked ahead: "You're right. ”

"He maybe, really, can really be of use to me."