The robe on his body is black, white, and gold, and he is generous and flamboyant, lining him with luxury, even a genuine king and grandson like Xiao Yan is dwarfed.

Xiao Yan's attention was on his robe, which was light and soft, obviously Xia Bu. Of course, it's the height of summer, but in the past few summers, the national teachers have been wrapped in light furs. This year, this is because my body is so good that I can't even hear the signature cough a few times?

Such a coincidence, after the death of King Wei?

No matter how fine Yunjie is, there are always some clues left.

Now the national teacher is looking at him: "You are looking for me, what is the matter?"

He himself did not participate in the war, but he also dispatched Yuan Li to assist the military and government, and the cultivators under his command were also put into the battlefield, Xiao Yan couldn't find fault with him.

He glanced out the door.

Yun Kuai understood, stretched out his hand and spread an enchantment before saying, "Say it." ”

Xiao Yan took out a scroll from the secret compartment of the drawer: "Before my father died, he asked me to go to his bedroom to get something. I always thought it was an edict, and I confronted the third child in the palace for a long time. When I came back, I found that it wasn't like that at all. He shook the scroll, "Guess what, what is this?"

"You called me for purpose. Yun Kui stroked his chin thoughtfully, "This thing has something to do with me?"

The national teacher is still discerning, as always. Xiao Yan didn't sell it anymore, put the scroll on the table, and stretched out his hand to spread it out: "You can see for yourself." ”

This scroll is indeed not an edict, Yun Kui glanced at it, and what he saw was a painting.

And it is also a traditional portrait of a person, blurring the background and highlighting only the main body of the figure. This method of painting has been out of vogue for nearly 50 years.

There is only one person in the volume.

It was a young man, dressed in black dragon-patterned gold armor and a purple and gold crown, his body half-bent, his face tilted upward, and the dragon-headed sheath-swallowing sword in his hand was pierced into the head of a two-headed evil tiger.

This person has a crown of jade, long eyebrows and thin lips, and should have been called Yulang by a young girl, but he has a sassy and heroic appearance. Just because of the painter's profound skills, a few strokes have outlined a bearing that is not angry but mighty.

Yun Kui's expression was still unfazed, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

Xiao Yan said softly: "This person, you shouldn't be a stranger, right?"

Yun Kui watched silently, rarely restrained his expression, became silent and indifferent, and even brought out a little slaughter.

This expression is very similar to the person in the painting.

Xiao Yan looked at him, and then at the painting. In fact, even a five-year-old child can see that Yun Kui and the person in the painting are originally seven points alike! The eyebrows, the lips, the face shape, and even the sparkling peach blossom eyes that have collected the spring of the world!

At the end of the vertical scroll, there is a line of silk show in the lower left corner: Haoli calendar 620 years of spring hunting panshui stream, the emperor killed the red tiger, Fangyun painted to record.

At the end of the sentence, a private seal was stamped.

It is very clear here that the painter's famous work "Fangyun" should be a woman, because the brushwork in this painting is soft and graceful. For example, Xiao Yan and Yun Kui's eyesight can see a different kind of emotion beyond the lines at a glance.

The author has a deep affection for the people in the painting, but he is gentle and subtle.

But for the two of them, the most important thing in the painting is the word "emperor"!

In the six hundred and twenty years of the Haoli calendar, there was only one emperor in the world.

At that time, there was only one person who sat on the highest throne and looked down on all beings—

Emperor Li Li!

Yun Wei suddenly laughed, and Xiao Yan somehow saw two thrilling meanings in his smile.

"This is what Xiao Pingzhang secretly kept in the dormitory?"

He didn't even bother to put the word "first king" on the honorific title, Xiao Yan's face changed slightly, but he still nodded. If Yun Jie's identity is really the person he guessed, then he really doesn't need to pay respectful titles to all the kings in the world.

Yun Kuai stretched out his hand and gently stroked it from the portrait: "The kingdom of Haoli was destroyed, and a fire burned down the palace, I thought that all the portraits of the emperor were burned. ”

"The portraits of the emperors in the palace have not been released. Xiao Yan pointed to the payment, "But this is a small official and the second daughter surnamed Nian painted herself and admired herself, and she is not known to outsiders." She hid at the bottom of the box, and after decades it flowed out, and was finally obtained by my father. "The truth is always hidden somewhere, and it is born inadvertently.

Yun Jie asked him, "How do you know?" There was only a simple inscription on the painting.

"On the day I returned to the capital, I got this portrait by trespassing into my father's bedroom, and it took me months to trace the source before I dare to show it to you now. Xiao Yan chuckled, "My father is old, I'm afraid he will get a fake painting." Although this painting looks very old, there is no shortage of old masters in the world. "The paper of the scroll is yellowish, but it is evident that it has been carefully preserved, and it has not been molded, brittle, or cavated, and it can still be unfolded.

"It's not a wise move to open this painting in front of me, especially not a single guard here. Yun Kui sighed slowly, "Xiao Pingzhang didn't forget to bypass me to pass on the painting to you before he died." But you shook all the secrets he managed to keep to me, so you weren't afraid that I would kill them?"

Xiao Yan put away his smile and was full of solemnity: "Father said that he and you have known each other for a long time, and my introduction back then was just a passing scene." If you really want to kill your father and me, I'm afraid that the little means that my father used to restrain you will be useless?"

Historically, kings have had ways to restrain their teachers so that they don't steal from them. But Yun Jie had calculated the position of national teacher decades ago, with his ability, was he capable of resisting the means of King Wei?

Yun Jie stared at him deeply, and only said after a while: "Xiao Pingzhang regrets it, and wants to let your brothers get rid of me after he dies, so that it will not be considered a violation of the old oath." Do you want to disobey?"

"When a man is about to die, his words are good, but the emperor is different. Xiao Yan's face darkened slightly, "My father was already dizzy at that time, and he couldn't make a wise choice." ”

"Oh?" Yun Kuo took a moment's time, "What's the wise choice?"

"You said that you want to help my Xiao family win the world. Xiao Yan said seriously, "Is this still valid?"

"Don't change your word. ”

"Then you're left with me. Xiao Yan smiled, "If Xiao Jing wins the throne, the first person to kill is you." "Xiao Pingzhang, the king of Wei, was almost fifty years old when he took the throne. He himself understands that even with Yun Kui's help, his desire to dominate the world cannot be fulfilled.

After all, mortals have a time limit.

This dream can only be handed over to future generations to relay.

Yun Kui scoffed: "He can try." ”

"He can't take your life, but he can ruin your plans. Do you still want to spend another few decades looking for the next Xiao Pingzhang?" Xiao Yan said word by word, "You take the throne for me and fight for the world, and the Wei State will also do its best to help you." ”

At this time, even Yun Wei was a little moved: "You know who I am, but you still dare to seek skin with the tiger?"