The emperor smiled warmly, and was very polite to this person.

The person under the stairs thanked him for the seat, carefully signed diagonally and sat down, and replied respectfully: "Weichen received the edict of Long Live Live, and everyone in the army was very happy - God is pitiful, our Jizhou army has been shelved for many years, and if this weapon of the country is not used again, it will rust!" ”

The Emperor laughed at his bright and witty conversation, "Your loyalty is evident every day, and I will not abandon you for the sake of the villain's slander." ”

When Huang Mingliang heard this, he was very grateful with tears, but he was deeply embarrassed in his heart.

The Shenning Army under his jurisdiction was originally an elite tiger guarding Gyeonggi, but unexpectedly, after many years of idleness, what he was waiting for was earth-shattering bad news - the rebels broke into the capital with strange soldiers, the Son of Heaven died, and the country was destroyed.

This army of tigers and wolves, although there were no casualties, was suddenly in the center of the vortex, for the lives of his subordinates and their families - most of those women and children lived in the capital, Huang Mingliang gritted his teeth and had to descend to the new dynasty.

After going through various tests such as infiltration, dispersion, and long-distance transfer, the Shenning Army was finally transferred back to Gyeonggi by an edict.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, Huang Mingliang has no power to think about it, in just one year, all his unruly edges and corners have been polished to a round.

Let me be a pure martial artist......

He sighed in his heart, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help but be deeply stung by the familiar things in the temple—

The golden furnace of the Rui beast under the window, the nine dragon carvings on the window lattice, and the jade toad on the imperial case......

Many years ago, he had entered the palace to meet the first emperor who was weak and crowned, and he wrote the four words "Tiger Ben of the Country" on the spot, and praised him with laughter, and the scene is still vivid.

The royal pen is dripping, isn't it from the jade inkstone dipped in pine ink, written in one go?

He closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, he still looked like a loyal Geng Jie, and he lowered his hand to listen to the emperor's instructions.

The emperor's exhortation was only a few words, but it was meaningful, and when Huang Mingliang heard the sentence "Transfer to Gyeonggi in case of contingency", his body couldn't help but tremble-

This capital is the emperor's old department, as safe as an iron bucket, but what do you have to guard against?!

After a moment of stunnedness, he remembered the rumors of the crusade against the Southern Tang Dynasty, and thought of King Jing with a heavy army, faintly suffering from the suspicion of today......

He was in a state of confusion for a while, and finally listened to the emperor's admonition, he got up to say goodbye, and when the eunuch led him out of the palace gate, he met a girl in palace clothes under the corridor.

The palace costume is just the simplest green silk satin robe, the dark color belt is tied around the waist without a hand, and it floats by, like the natural fragrance of frozen white plums, Huang Mingliang felt a pang in his heart, peeked over, but saw that the girl's skin was like snow, and the whole person was bathed in pale golden sunlight, like a beautiful ice statue.

It seems that the next moment it will be transparent and melt......

Huang Mingliang thought to himself, he lowered his head to avoid it, and he was unprepared, but he saw that there was a bright yellow silk silk tied around her waist, and a jasper pixiu was in sight!

He couldn't help but gasp!

Ming Huang is the color of the Son of Heaven, the jasper is crystal clear, round and natural, and it is known at a glance that it is a royal thing.

Could it be that such an object was given by the emperor himself?!

He was in the gods, a gust of incense was faint, and Yiren was already fluttering, and he only had time to see her elegant and slender figure.

He straightened up, too late to be surprised, but felt that there was an extra ball of paper in the sleeve of his robe!

Silently pinching the paper ball in the palm of his hand, he walked out of the Qianqing Palace with the eunuch, but his heart was like a drum, and he didn't know what kind of wonderful fate he pinched in his hand.

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The fire a month ago, almost burned Mu Xuanyuan to the ground, and many officials who came to have fun were injured or killed, Long Yan was furious, Jing Zhaoyin also didn't care about friendship, locked the whole hospital and took it to prison, thanks to Yunyang Hou's intercession, he was released.

After this catastrophe, in the surprised eyes of peers, Mu Silk Temple quickly renovated and reopened, and the momentum was even better than before!

When Huang Mingliang got off the car, the two hairpins greeted him happily, and ordered someone to tell the bustards to welcome the guests together.

"I'm here for someone - she's a regular visitor to the Emerald House next door."

His first sentence made the graceful bustard put away her smile-

"Childe waits ......"

After a while, she personally led her way to the backyard.

After the three-stop compound, there is a quiet pavilion, stepping on the rattling bamboo ladder up, and on the meditation seat, is a somewhat familiar slender figure.

The cold fragrance of Baimei gradually attacked, Huang Mingliang was shocked, and couldn't help but say: "The girl is passing on the book in the Qianqing Palace today, I don't know what to say?" ”

"Why did Huang Qing knowingly ask ......"

A crisp laugh came, and the girl turned sideways slightly, and between her eyebrows, she looked like a person!

"Your Majesty......?!"

(I'll try to do two shifts tomorrow, I've been too busy lately)

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