Inside the imperial wall, Tianshui Hou stood outside the emperor's bedroom, although he was not very handsome, but he had some different earthly aura in the palace or attracted the frequent sideways glances of the palace maids passing by.

The emperor summoned him today, but he did not see him, but let him wait outside the palace.

Ahem –

The general turned around and saw Shang Yonghou walking towards him.

"Is the general living well in the palace?"

"Very good."

Shang Yonghou smiled, "The emperor is very sympathetic to the general, so keep the general in the palace for a few days, and the general will not live up to the emperor's high expectations for you." This clearly means something.

The general arched his hand in the direction of the dormitory, "The minister will live up to the emperor's high expectations." ”

Shang Yonghou stroked his beard, "Three days later, there will be the Heavenly God Festival in the imperial capital, and the general should not miss such a grand event at that time." ”

"Nature."

Shangyong Hou glanced at the little eunuch on the side, and after the little eunuch went to the hall to shake around for a while, he smiled and said to Tianshui Hou, "The saint is slightly sick today, I think I can't summon the general, and I also ask the Hou Ye to send the general out of the palace, so that the general can prepare for the heavenly god sacrifice." ”

Shang Yonghou glanced at the general, "The minister has orders." ”

"General, please."

In the palace, if Luo Thorn is here at this moment, he will be very surprised. The emperor in a dragon robe and Sang Zhi in a green shirt have exactly the same faces, and the two look at each other, as if they are looking at themselves in the mirror.

"There's no need for you here."

I saw the emperor nod, and reached out to tear off a human skin mask from behind his ear, and under the mask was nothing more than an ordinary face.

"Master."

Sang Zhi nodded and changed into the bright yellow robe.

He is not a medicinal herb merchant, let alone an apprentice of Qinghui Daoist, his identity is the eldest son of the former empress and the elder brother of Huang Ziyan - Huang Zi Chen.

In the Imperial City Inn, Luo Thorn received a message from Xiao Chai that General Tianshui had returned to the post station safely.

As for that doubt, both of them kept silent for the time being.

Dong Ban also brought a message to Luo Thorn, three days later, the god sacrifice, the person who presided over the sacrifice ceremony was Dong Ban's father Lu Boyong.

"Why is Lu Boyong the one who is the main sacrifice?" Luo Thorn asked.

"Because the academy does not stand on any faction and is the most fair, it is most reasonable for my father to preside over it."

Luo Thorn nodded, suddenly glanced at Dong Ban embarrassedly, and reached out to grab his face, "You can remember for me, you are my side, if your father is bad at that time, I will take you back to the secluded fence to feed the star buds Gu." "Now the foundation of the new emperor is weak, in a sense, the emperor has not done anything out of the ordinary, if the two face each other at that time, according to Lu Boyong's character, he will not stand idly by.

"It hurts, it hurts." Winter half jumps feet.

Luo Thorn grinned, "This is called, the father pays the debt to the son." ”

Winter half rubbed his face and rolled his eyes.

Asu went to Wanming Valley to explore the terrain in advance, and Wanming Valley was naturally formed, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

For the sake of insurance, some of the troops drawn from the five states will be hidden in the valley in advance, and some will be ambushed in the imperial city according to the original plan.

The Heavenly God Sacrifice is a royal event, and there must be a lot of people watching the ceremony at that time, and the emperor will naturally have to guard various places with heavy troops when he travels, but when the time comes, the crowds will be crowded, and Luo Jian and others will only need to mix in the crowd, and they will not be afraid of being discovered.

Luo Thorn squeezed Ying Zheng's shoulder, "Trust us, and believe in yourself. ”

This is a matter of ambition.