Qianzhou was in turmoil, and after the ninth day of the first month, he had to drive his own expedition against the rebels.

This kind of thing could have been settled casually, but in his heart, he still couldn't let go of Qi Ming, who was seriously injured, that was his brother who was born and died with him, and he couldn't let it go.

But this time, the undercurrent of Kyoto will be leaderless, even if Yan Fei is in charge, but he is young, and he needs a calm and wise person to assist him in order to stabilize Ling Yuan's henchmen.

The best candidate is no waste.

He possessed wisdom beyond the ordinary.

"I shouldn't have drawn you into the world, it's just that Jin'an hasn't turned a blind eye so far, and I can't give up what originally belonged to Jin'an to others."

There are a lot of people who owe it in this life, and they can't pay it off in their lives.

can only do everything to protect the peace of the world, because this is one thing they all want.

"Beiling Tianxia is the emperor's world, if the sixteen princes are still here, they will definitely not stand idly by, the little monk was born in the world, he is the emperor's people, how can he stay out of the matter?" Wuhuang is very calm.

Ling Juncheng lowered his eyes and fell silent.

Who is to blame for everything that happened?

In those years, he had no intention of participating in the battle for succession, but in the end, it was a mistake, and fate brought him to the valley.

He has always felt that Jin An is the best choice for the prince, he is wise, heroic, and kind, and he has a sharp edge that all princes do not have.

However, the ordinary body has always been no match for the calculations of people with hearts, and Jin An said that it was gone.

Now he is only replacing Jin'an to govern Beiling into the prosperity of his dreams.

As far as he is concerned, the things that keep Jin'an from being taken away, and one day send those who hurt Jin'an to the Huangquan Yin Division, and the dust raised nineteen years ago will be settled.

"Tongfo Temple is too far away from the palace, so you should go to live in the house I gave you, and it is more convenient for Yan Fei to discuss things with you."

Wu Huang's forehead: "The little monk also has this intention." ”

Hearing this, the extremely noble king finally showed a smile: "I sent someone to send you over." ”

The house had been vacant for many years, and now it was finally waiting for its owner, which was a complete thing.

"The emperor doesn't have to worry about it, the little monk can go alone, and stroll in it on a rainy day, just to clear his mind, and the little monk will retire first." Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

The delicate body is incompatible with this mortal dust, as if he is the most unstained person in this world.

Clean and clear.

Ling Juncheng watched his back fade away in the drizzle, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.

If there is no wilderness and Yan Fei, there will be no worries.

Turning around and entering the soft sedan chair, he saw that the delicate robe was still sleeping sweetly in his robe.

He hooked his lips and smiled lightly, leaned over and hugged the man by the waist.

Seeing his master come out of the soft sedan chair with the concubine in his arms, Zhang Deming was very conscious and opened a big umbrella and stepped forward quickly, tiptoeing on top of the man's head.

After walking some distance, Wuhuang stopped and looked back at the king who had climbed the steps.

Only by enduring what others cannot endure can we do what others cannot do.

Today's peaceful and prosperous era of Beiling has never appeared in previous dynasties.

Even the sixteenth prince, who was brilliant back then, may not have such an iron fist as the emperor.

After going through all kinds of situations in the world, the emperor is only a few years old, and now he is in his early twenties, but he has already turned Beiling, a small country unknown to the people, into the head of the four countries.