Hearing this, he was stunned, looked up at Suizhu in surprise, and said in his heart How can this sound have other meanings in it, what is called not the dichotomy between Sui Yang and the grassland?

Thinking of this, Firethorn's brow furrowed.

Suizhu put down the book in his hand, sighed, looked at Firethorn and said: "But don't worry about Firethorn, the imperial aunt's ability, the palace still knows, a Nurhari can't turn up any storms, it won't take long for the news of Nurhari's defeat and retreat to come, you know, in Daxing City, but there is still such a ruthless person as Lu Wuving, with him, there is nothing wrong." ”

Firethorn bowed his head and didn't speak.

"Still."

With just two words, Suizhu raised his head again: "Your Highness, but what?" ”

Suizhu pushed his head with his hand: "But what Bengong doesn't understand is that it's already winter now, is his Nurhari having a funny head or getting into the water, and if he chooses to invade at this time, what benefits can he get?" ”

Firethorn didn't speak, or rather, Firethorn didn't know what to say.

The members of the secret guard are trained and learned to fight for the death to assassinate and protect the Son of Heaven, but they have never learned the knowledge of conquering cities and conquering cities and governing the country and the country.

So much so that Suizhu was talking to herself there, and she could only stare and look at it below.

For about half a day, Suizhu suddenly sighed, as if he suddenly realized: "Could it be, are those people playing some bad idea?" ”

Firethorn was stunned: "Those people? Who? ”

Suizhu immediately said: "Firethorn, quickly, bring the excerpt of the last imperial aunt's assassination to the palace." ”

Seeing that Suizhu's expression didn't seem to be casual, Firethorn didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly turned around, and after a while, he turned back to him.

Take the fold in your hand and look carefully at the beads, not a word will fall.

I watched it three or four times, and two or three times in my mind, and I laughed with Zhu: "I see, I see, these people are really bold, do you really think that the imperial aunt has endured it for three years, and you think that the imperial aunt is easy to bully?" It's not that they forgot that before the imperial aunt ascended the throne, how did the name of the bow-waisted concubine come about. ”

"Firethorn."

Suizhu shouted, and Firethorn stepped forward with a fist: "Here." ”

"Pass the order, keep an eye on the situation in Suiyang, and in addition, order the 100,000 ironclad troops in Silla, display them on the border line, and be ready to dispatch at any time."

As the bead's words fell, Firethorn was stunned: "Your Highness, you are..."

Suizhu smiled and looked in the direction of Sui Yang: "Firethorn, guess it, if something big happens to the imperial aunt, when she is desperate and helpless, and the divine soldiers of this palace descend from heaven to save Sui Yang, will the imperial aunt let Xiao Laizi out?" ”

Firethorn: "!! ”

···

In the nameless deep mountains of Jizhou, Suiyang, there is a simple thatched house halfway up the mountainside.

In front of the thatched hut, there were a few bundles of firewood scattered around, and there was a rusty iron axe next to it.

The sun was shining, and an old man came out of the thatched hut.

Although the old man is over 60 years old this year, the years have obviously not left too many traces on him.

The hair that should have been gray at this age was only gray.

He gathered his tattered cotton robe, came to the firewood, and took an axe to split the wood one by one.

It's hard for you to imagine how the rusty axe, which can only be lethal by smashing, can easily split the hard wood produced from the century-old tree in half, and every time the axe is dropped, it is so neat, without dragging the mud and water.

At the foot of the mountain, two people came up talking and laughing.

Among the two, a boy dressed in white led a little donkey, and the one next to him held a folding fan with an awe-inspiring expression.

"Unexpectedly, Li Baiyi, who is known as the Sword Immortal, lives in seclusion in this nameless mountain, if it spreads, I don't know how those Jianghu people should have lost their big teeth twenty years ago."

The boy who led the donkey said.

He is Zhao Sui, the current king of Guangling in Suiyang, and he has never been back since he hit Yangzhou.

The man next to him was the man he had met in the pavilion that day, and he was also the master of the assassination of the empress.

After listening to Zhao Sui's words, the man's expressionless face did not see any emotional changes, but said, "Do you really plan to invite the Sword Immortal out of the mountain?" ”

Zhao Sui nodded: "Otherwise, you are not an opponent." ”

The man bowed his head and did not speak.

The two of them came along the mountain road, came to the thatched house, and looked at the old man chopping firewood in the yard, Zhao Sui let go of the hand holding the donkey, stepped forward, gave a deep salute, and said respectfully: "Junior Zhao Sui, ask to see the old man of the sword fairy." ”

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and continued to chop wood without looking back.

Zhao Sui didn't feel that he had been touched by the face, and continued to respectfully repeat the sentence just now: "Junior Zhao Sui, I have come to ask to see the old man of the Sword Immortal. ”

As soon as he said this, the old man's chopping of wood finally stopped, he put down the rusty axe, turned his head, his lips moved slightly, and a hoarse voice shouted out of his throat.

"You're in the wrong place, there's no sword fairy here, just a bad old man."

Zhao Sui smiled: "Meeting is fate, if the old gentleman doesn't dislike it, can you let you go into the hospital for a while, and ask for a glass of water to quench your thirst by the way?" ”

The old man stood up at once, turned and went to the room, and after a while, he came out with a scoop in his hand, which was full of well water.

Walking to Zhao Sui's side, the old man handed over the scoop and said, "Drink, leave quickly after drinking." ”

Zhao Sui: "···"

The man next to him was still looking at him, and look, what am I talking about?

Smiled helplessly, Zhao Sui stretched out his hand to take it, drank it all, said thank you, and then relied on it, and said with a dead face: "Senior, ask you about someone." ”

The old man took the scoop and returned to the firewood, chopping the wood by himself, but did not answer.

"Have the old-timers ever heard of the Sword Immortal Li Baiyi?"

The old man didn't raise his head: "No, the little old man is an ordinary man, how can he see the immortals?" ”

Zhao Sui pretended to be surprised: "No, twenty years ago, Jian Xian was only more than forty years old, it was when he was in the prime of his prestige, even if you lived in this deep mountain, old man, you should have heard of his name." ”

The old man put down the axe again, and turned to look at Zhao Sui: "Hou Shengzi, what do you want to say?" ”

Zhao Sui waved his hand and smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to discuss and discuss the predecessor of the Sword Immortal with you." ”

The old man looked unconcerned: "I'm not interested." ”

The old man said so, and the meaning is clear, you get out of here, don't bother me here.

But who knows, Zhao Sui not only didn't see it, but also smiled with a smile: "Yes, I am a loyal fan of the predecessors of the Sword Immortal, and I have to tell the old man about his name." ”

No matter what Zhao Sui said, the old man just ignored him.

So, Zhao Sui said to himself: "Forty years ago, Li Baiyi was born, overwhelming the world's heroes, and won the title of the previous heavenly leader. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Sui deliberately glanced at the old man, and seeing that the old man still didn't react, Zhao Sui followed again: "Thirty years ago, Li Baiyi's skills have been transformed into a realm, known as the world's unbreakable enemy, no invincible person, threatening the world, challenging the world's masters on the top of Mount Tai, a sword, so that countless chivalrous warriors are willing to bow down, however, the hero is sad after all, the invincible sword fairy in the world, but unfortunately defeated by a woman. ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly shouted: "Enough! ”

Zhao Sui looked unconscious, and continued: "Speaking of that woman's ability is mediocre, but she can defeat the limelight of the sword fairy, which immediately shocked the rivers and lakes at that time. ”

The old man jumped up angrily and faced Zhao Sui: "I'll let you shut up!" ”

Zhao Sui really shut up and looked at the old man: "Senior, have you remembered the person of the Sword Immortal?" ”

The old man's expression was very terrifying and scary, and his hands trembled, so frightened that the man next to Zhao Sui immediately mobilized his whole attention, stared at the old man, and did not dare to slack off for a moment.

After a long time, the old man suddenly lowered his hand and waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Sui suddenly smiled and turned to the side: "Since the seniors don't know, the juniors won't bother." ”

As he spoke, he gave the man a look, and the two went down the mountain together.