As a figure in the center of the Wei State spy network, Ram Xiaohua has now become Xia Ji's portable map.

He was planted with a life and death situation, no matter where he was, Xia Ji knew it.

With Xia Ji's method of shrinking the ground into inches, if you want to find this map, it is enough to take a few steps.

What's even better is that the ram Xiaohua is Tian Yuan, otherwise ordinary True Yuan Realm powerhouses really can't hold Xia Ji to fly.

It is conceivable that Xiaohua's life will not be easy in the future...

After all, as a "Wei navigator", he is destined to fly around.

The two entered Hequan City in Fengyang Mansion, Xia Ji went to a quiet small restaurant, and Ram Xiaohua looked for eyeliner to find channels and summarized information.

This time, what I am looking for is naturally where Miss Xiao is.

I ordered a pot of local wine, ordered a fried peanut, and cut a large piece of yak meat.

From noon until twilight.

Ram Xiaohua finally came back, he hesitated to pace upstairs, sat opposite Xia Ji, lowered his voice and hesitated: "Lord Wang, my subordinates are incompetent, this Xiao girl... No one has ever seen it. ”

Xia Ji frowned.

Ram Xiaohua hurriedly said: "If someone has entered the realm of this Fengyang Mansion, I must know, let alone such a conspicuous existence as Miss Xiao? But... Not really!"

The Regent's expression was calm, his fingers tapping on the tabletop.

A strange feeling came to mind.

For Ning Mengzhen, he didn't worry at all, because Xiao Lu Ding's body was planted by him with a life and death spark, and now it has not been eliminated, so where Ning Mengzhen is, he knows very well...

Although he also knew that this aura might soon be dispelled, because Xiao Lu Ding was most likely going to Xudu.

After all, his life and death are positioned with ordinary people, not these extraordinary forces.

Even if there is no life and death, he wants to find the little furnace ding.

But this fiancée...

As long as you run away, it is like a needle falling into the sea, and there is no trace, and I don't know if it will come back.

If you lose it, you don't know where to look for it.

This gave birth to an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

As he was silent, a sense of royal joy and anger came out of him.

Ram Floret did not dare to speak.

This...

It's really not that the old man is incompetent.

I really can't find it.

Xia Ji got up suddenly, and the detective grabbed behind the strong man who was known as Mr. Worry-free on the rivers and lakes.

In the eyes of the regent, this is a navigation map.

Don't forget to bring it when you go.

He's used to grabbing him directly in the back.

Ram Xiaohua gasped, and the Xuan Qi exploded instantly, and his body was elegant and smart.

In an instant, he was like a slippery loach, and the whole person swished instantly, tilted, fell on his back, and lay on the ground, unable to be caught on his back again.

Xia Ji just grabbed it casually, grabbed it empty, and then looked at it calmly.

Looking down at the little flower lying on the ground, he said strangely: "Mr. Worry-free, what are you doing?"

This middle-aged man with a slight figure and an elegant long beard was lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, let's take a step ahead, Xiaohua still has some important things to do here..."

"What's the matter?"

Ram Xiaohua's thoughts were flying, and he hurriedly found a message that fit him to escape at the moment: "The lord of Shijiabao in Fengyang Mansion is an old man's friend, and now he is eighty years old, and the old man is not easy to shirk." ”

Xia Ji was not interested in listening, "Okay, you can go." ”

He turned around, and the window of the restaurant was wide open.

Outside the carved wooden window, the bright moon after a round of snow is hanging high.

Ram Xiaohua felt indescribably quiet, and looked... The young prince who was drinking in front of the window has disappeared.

"Whew..."

Mr. Sanssouci breathed a sigh of relief and sat up cross-legged.

Whoever wants to go to Shijiabao is just a reason.

Suddenly, his face changed, because he remembered something.

How did the Lord Regent find out where he was?

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly.

Oh, my God!

...

When Xia Ji returned to the royal capital, the moonlight was thick.

He took a jar of tribute wine from the cellar, and he was not in the mood to review the folds for a while, so he lay on the glazed ridge of the highest palace, patted open the sealing mud, and the wine entered the mouth like this, down his throat, and into the internal organs.

The liquor is a spirit, made from sorghum from Hanoi state.

The moonlight is shining, the royal capital is prosperous, and there are thousands of palaces and palaces.

But in such a vast city, except for the guards on duty at the palace gate, there is no one anymore, showing an indescribable loneliness.

Xia Ji was drinking while trying to continue to use his talent.

He exchanged his true qi at the cost of "Dragon Qi linked to the Qilin", although it was not as much as he obtained when he first entered the Dragon Qi Secret Realm, but it was okay.

Thinking about it carefully, the dragon qi that attacked him at that time was estimated to have been stored for thousands of years, and he was held in the secret realm, and as soon as he went, he became the only target of attack.

Otherwise, he would not have increased his true qi for nearly 30,000 years.

Now, this little unicorn and the "dragon" hidden in the core are in a state of running-in, and the dragon qi is also brewing again.

That posture actually had a posture of "Dragon Qi Secret Realm" faintly wanting to close.

"So... What was the dragon that the mysterious woman outside the temple was talking about, and how strong was it?

I don't think dragons are equal to clogged monsters.

If you compare the dragon to the sea, then the clogged monster is at most a small hole in the 10,000-mile dam, not the dam itself... After all, even the poisonous unicorn I gave can be re-blocked, which is already telling.

So... What exactly is a dragon?"

Xia Ji thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure it out, unless he ran in to take a look, he couldn't think of it just by thinking about it.

He had a vague feeling that there must be a big secret hidden in it.

It's just that he can't go yet.

Midnight.

He was just about to leave for the imperial study, when he suddenly sensed the sound of footsteps coming from the edge of the east palace of the palace, the voice was as low as possible, and he was walking very floating, obviously a master.

Xia Ji's heart moved, and his figure disappeared in place.

Moment.

He saw a handsome man with neatly combed hair and a somewhat graceful demeanor walking quickly in the shadows.

When he walked to Ciming Palace, the man marched directly against the wall and quickly crossed the courtyard wall.

Xia Ji also floated in and followed him.

The regent didn't make a move right away, just to see what the man was going to do?

Because Ciming Palace is the place where Concubine Hua lives.

Knock knock...

The man raised his hand and knocked on the window three times.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps in the room.

Xia Jiqi was surprised, what is this going to do? He just watched quietly and didn't move.

The windows open from the inside.

The handsome man leaped in in a hurry, and the sound of clothes rubbing in the darkness began, and then began to gasp for suppressed breath of men and women...

Xia Ji understood that Concubine Hua couldn't stand the loneliness, and King Wei just died, so he couldn't help but give him a hat.

He didn't want to ask more about this matter, so he turned around and returned to the imperial study to approve it.

What a twist...

It's like doing homework in a previous life.

In the middle of the moon, the snow stopped early.

The air smells of spring revival.

Xia Ji yawned, and the mountains of folds in his hand were finally all reviewed, and he was in a trance for a while.

Not far from his sight was a gold-painted chair, where his fiancée used to like to sit, holding her cheeks and watching herself review the folds.

Sweeping the table in front of me again, there used to be a bowl of hot soup in the empty space on the edge, but now it is empty.

Xia Ji's expression was calm, looking at the half-burned candle flame.

The candle flame flickered, and some shadows flickered back and forth in the lonely imperial study.

I went back to the house to take a shower and change clothes, and took a nap, and the morning had come.

The eunuch and the maid were busy again.

Today, in the last dynasty, the officials first talked about the daily people's livelihood and the follow-up development of the military and government.

Xia Ji had already finished criticizing the recital, so these things were naturally clear.

He specially asked some questions such as "whether there is a disaster", but the strange thing is that the Great Wei is peaceful, but there is an unimaginable natural disaster in the eastern border of Yan Kingdom, according to the official report of the scout and secret agent, it is initially estimated that more than one million people have died, and the number is still increasing.

After saying this, the regent was just about to say "scattered dynasty".

But as soon as he moved, an old minister among the civil officials hurriedly ran out and shouted: "The minister has something." ”

"What?"

The old minister said: "The regent is the pillar of the country of my Great Wei Sheji, and his safety is naturally the first, and the minister proposes to form a janissary guard to be responsible for the safety of the prince." ”

Xia Ji: ...

The hundred officials have a tacit understanding, or at least the people of one faction have already made an appointment.

Soon, another military attache hurriedly came out to second, and said that the establishment of the Praetorian Guard should be at least 3,000 people.

Xia Ji: ...

And that's not the end of it.

Seeing that someone brought it, many people in the ministers came out one after another to express their attitude.

Anyway, it means that the prince is now noble, and he must need a guard to travel.

Whether it's style or safety, three thousand guards are indispensable.

Otherwise, the regent will go out on patrol and bring a dozen people, which looks too shabby, right?

This is not only a loss of the face of the regent, but also a loss of the face of Dawei.

Xia Jiqi said: "Do you want me to protect the three thousand guards?"

When the officials saw that the prince was so arrogant, they were even more frightened.

Then there was an official who advised: "Lord, the minister has listened to the good swimmer drowning, the good rider falls, each with its own good to do its own trouble, the prince's martial arts are naturally good, but no one is perfect, there will be a hundred secrets and a sparse time, there are three thousand guards, just like a page of the Great Wall, which can shelter the prince from the wind and rain, and can enable the prince to concentrate on governing the country." ”

Xia Ji shook his head.

Just kidding, isn't it a burden to ask him to protect the three thousand guards?

Baiguan began to cry.

Kneeling on the kneeling.

Roll and roll.

The death of the dead.

There were a few old ministers on the spot who looked like "If you don't agree, I will crash into the court", and they were extremely sad and indignant.

Xia Ji was stunned...

Waving his hand, he said, "Feel free, you can be happy." ”

Baiguan was immediately happy, and Harpy was happy.

With the Praetorian Guard, the Regent can't disappear all of a sudden.

Everywhere you go, everyone knows it.

As a result, the ministers began to happily say that the Heavenly Dynasty would give a plan for the formation of the Praetorian Guard.

The person in charge of the treasury finances said, "There is no disaster this year, so the treasury is abundant, and the Yan State is declining, many troops have died in natural disasters, and the national strength has been greatly reduced, so that the border of Wei can also cut a few armies, and then it is just for the prince to form a janissaries."

Another minister ran out and said, "The prince's guards must recruit the best people, use the best weapons, eat the best things, and play the best...".

Xia Ji suddenly felt that this group of ministers was too idle?

Feel free to do so, as long as you have fun.

It's not easy to disperse.

Return to the harem.

The fiancée hasn't come back yet.

But the voice of the eunuch came from afar.

"Concubine Hua has arrived. ”

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