Then sat next to the desk, a thick stack of folds covered half of Yi Qingxuan's cheeks, his expression was hidden in it, a gorgeous brocade robe set off this person became more and more unattainable, gold crown and jade belt, brocade robe inlaid with gorgeous gold edges, fine needlework, bright yellow dragon robe is embroidered with gold thread five-clawed golden dragon pattern, the pattern is also extremely careful and lifelike, looking at the portrait of Nian Su on the table, it seems that in the future, I have to deal with things carefully.

This accumulation of folds was accumulated during the period of going to Jiangnan, and he picked up a book of folds casually, and when he caught a glimpse of the content of the folds, Yi Jingjun's face darkened more than one degree, could it be that this Luoqishan was ready to force the palace!

The content of several books in succession is almost surprisingly unanimous, all of which are seconded to Luo Qishan's words, and the implication is that you should go out and exercise for a while, after all, your throne is actually disgraceful.

Yi Jingjun's temples jumped suddenly, his thin lips tightened into a straight line, it seems that the purpose of Luo Qishan's return to Beijing this time is not simple, judging from the date of the report, Luo Qishan has been returning to Beijing for a while, and he deliberately embarrassed me above the court, so as to speculate whether I am popular in the court.

"Lord, I don't know what to command," the dead man dressed in black walked out of the darkness, knelt on one knee, and replied respectfully.

"Go and find out what the purpose of Luo Qishan's return to Beijing this time is", Yi Jingjun's fingertips pinched the fold slightly, there was originally an old fox of the Ling family above the court, but now that Luo Qishan has returned to Beijing, I can be said to be an enemy on my back.

"The saint does not need to investigate, and the last general will return to Beijing has his own reason for the last general."

Soon after the low and magnetic voice sounded, Luo Qishan appeared in front of the door of the imperial study, his big hand lightly resting on the vermilion door frame, the figure of this person in a purple robe became more and more slender, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of provocation.

Before Luo Qishan arrived, the dead soldier who was originally kneeling in the center of the imperial study disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared, leaving no trace, and Fang Cai's words were more like Yi Jingjun's self-talk.

"Presumptuous"! Yi Jingjun stood up suddenly, the good-looking Danfeng's eyes were almost bursting with fire, what were the guards outside doing, "Luo Qishan, do you have me in your eyes!"

"Yes, how dare you not have a saint in the eyes of the last general", Luo Qishan pulled out an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and strode into the hall, this person is already a generation of emperors, how can he see that he is still the same as when he was a child, "From childhood to the great sage, I have to call the last general a brother, thinking that the saint will only be explosive and irritable when you encounter the matter of Zeyu, but now how can there be a trace of the feeling that things are wrong"?

"Luo Qishan, you ......", Yi Jingjun frowned and looked at the person in front of him angrily, frowning, if he wasn't worried about Xue Yu's state, how could Yi Jingjun leave the capital rashly during this period, the matter of the year was a big blow to Xue Yu, and now this person has returned to Beijing to cause chaos.

"Me"? Luo Qishan raised his eyebrows, walked to the desk, and propped his hands on the desk, "I didn't expect that the Holy Lord had been on the throne for more than two years, and he was not popular in the court.

Seeing that Yi Jingjun didn't respond, Luo Qishan became more and more inch-in, this person's unbearable expression was quite funny, it was the first time that Yi Jingjun could suffer this kind of dumb loss, "Moreover, is the saint too flammable and explosive, if someone else sits in the position of the last general, maybe he can't bear it anymore and is about to move"!

"Luo Qishan, what do you mean"? Yi Jingjun stared at the person in front of him without giving in, and he was born with the momentum of a king in the world.

From childhood to adulthood, Luo Qishan is the shadow of Yi Jingjun, and he is also the person his father admires the most.

"It's not interesting, why didn't I see Ze Yu, I heard that he broke off relations with Gu Yuan Dao"?

Luo Qishan asked.

"None of the things that matter to you have anything to do with you, I am here, you don't need to worry, you can go back wherever you want"!

"Didn't the last general be forced back?" Luo Qishan's handsome eyebrows were all impatient, and he was so unpopular when he returned to Beijing!

"What are you coming back for"?

"The last general guards the frontier all the year round, and I want to go back to Beijing to see, according to the rules, you should also hold a banquet for the last general"! Luo Qishan smiled defiantly, and stroked the thick fold with one hand.

"Are you blaming me for not giving you half a banquet, that's why you deliberately embarrassed me above the court"? Yi Jingjun glanced at this person and said in a quiet voice.

"How dare the last general embarrass the saint, the last general has not sent a letter to the saint before, the person in his heart has already belonged to the last general, and the last general has no regrets in this life", mentioning this, Luo Qishan's cold eyes flashed a touch of tenderness, "The last general went out to the army at the age of eight, fought on the battlefield for more than 20 years, hundreds of battles large and small, and lost a total of eight battles, these eight times were seriously injured and almost lost their lives, among the eight games, the last general thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't want to escape the care of death, but this luck will always run out"!

"My father attaches great importance to you, is it possible that you are ready to give up all this for him"? Yi Jingjun's frowning brows became a Chuanzi, Yi Jingjun never thought that these words would come out of the Luoqi Pass.

Luo Qishan is more than twenty-eight years old, he likes the art of war since he was a child, his talent is presented, he is a natural officer and general, and his talent in all aspects is excellent, this person is five years older than Yi Jingjun, and he has been the shadow of Yi Jingjun since he was a child.

"What to put and not give up, this is just a matter of course, every monarch will have a heart of the generals, the last will have to be appreciated by the first emperor to have this status, and now, the last general is not a holy minister", Luo Qishan said meaningfully, but this words are not false, there is a father in this world who does not love his son, the first emperor has very high expectations for the people in front of him, so he rarely praises him, the most is to blame, I didn't want to praise myself a few words, but was remembered by the people in front of him.

"General Feng Yue's words are too high-sounding, what are you doing when you return to Beijing this time?" Yi Jingjun's brows stretched slightly, this person obviously wanted to fly with a good Shuangsu, but now he made me a bad person.

"Surrender the right to surrender, otherwise what else can you do"? Luo Qishan couldn't help but glance at this person, and said in a quiet voice, "The last general has been a master over the years, if in a few years, your government will be stable, and the last general will be a thorn in your eye and a thorn in your flesh.

As soon as the words changed, Luo Qishan stared at the young king in front of him, "The last general can be regarded as a person with a conscience, I am afraid that the saint will not meet a satisfactory general in the future, so simply let the saint familiarize himself with the battlefield, and you still blame me!"

"It seems that you want to make a deal with me", hearing this, Yi Jingjun understood that there is no free lunch in the world.

"How dare the last general make a deal with the saint, but it is understandable that the saint wants to think so", Luo Qishan showed a sly gaze and said leisurely.

"I'm curious about what kind of deal can make you willing to give up your military power!"

"What's so curious about this, the ambition of the last general has been subdued by that person, it is said that he wants to meet the Holy You, the last general has no relatives since he was a child, the first emperor has the grace of knowing the last general, and now he can only ask the Holy Lord for instructions."

Speaking of that person, Luo Qishan's tone couldn't help but be a little softer, this person who couldn't ask for it was finally willing to accept, even if he gave up everything, what kind of future he had, he couldn't compare to him.

"I thought that person didn't look down on you at all, Luo Qishan, your cheeks are really thick, and now you deliberately return to Beijing, so that I will suffer the enemy in the court!"

Yi Jingjun said sarcastically, always looking at the person in front of him.

"Tsk...... The last general's private affairs will not be worried"!

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Hundred Mile City

The pond is desolate, and everything is gone. There is no one on the incense path, even the moss, the yellow dust is complacent, the desolate monuments, and the four graves can be said to be without a trace of human population

Yi Qingxuan was completely stunned by the barren scene in front of him, and then his expression showed a touch of loneliness, this place was still a city a year ago, but now it is full of devastation, it has long been a human being, the city gate is dilapidated and collapsed and no one cares, this dilapidated city is more like a ghost city, from time to time there are ghoul birds hovering in the air, without a trace of vitality.

Immediately the place that catches the eye is the large and small deserted graves, even in the daytime, it also looks gloomy, and from time to time there are black shadows passing in front of the grave, so fast that people can't see what it is.

"Lord, are you sure you want to enter this place"? Before the arrival of the prince, Fu Yan had already scouted around here, and there was no difference between this place and the mass grave, the dead trees did not produce leaves, the ground was bare, and there was no grass, even if the young son survived, how could he live here.

"This king has been looking for him for so long, but he has neglected the most important place, whether the person who is rumored in the rivers and lakes is him or not, this king must try it himself to know", Yi Qingxuan set off to shuttle through the dry forest, and the neighing of wild beasts came from time to time next to his ears, like bitterness, and he mourned for a long time.

Fu Yan and Ling Han followed behind their master quietly, and could only secretly pray that Nian Gongzi would really live in this world.

This mountain road is much more difficult to walk than when I first came, deserted, dilapidated houses, fields, as if losing popularity, it looks very weird, the first time I met the scene of the year in the hundred miles of the city, Yi Qingxuan still remembers it vividly, Yan Yu said that some people will be wrong at a glance, but this king has seen so many eyes.

After walking for half a day, I barely walked to the foot of the otherworldly mountain, even if a year passed, this place that had been burned was still a black patch, and no new leaves had grown on the mountain, and this place was not as vibrant as Yi Qingxuan imagined.