The July of the Empire was a quiet and peaceful place.

The rice of Lingjun and the wheat of Jianjun have both received a bumper harvest, and the whole country celebrates, and even some unstable factors are covered up.

In January, Ye Junlin started his new life - going to school.

The education at Jixia Academy is extremely distinctive. The College emphasizes 'teaching students according to their aptitude', rather than imprisoning and restricting students. As long as there is improvement, even if the students spend a lot of time drinking every day, the College will support them.

A rare 'leisure' time, Ye Junlin is particularly rare.

He knew that there was not much time left for him, and what he had to do was to use this precious time to make a qualitative leap for himself.

Beitang Hui was also happy to see it, not only personally guiding Ye Junlin's cultivation, but also handing over to him those 'secret books that were not passed on' in the academy.

Ye Junlin devoted himself to cultivation, and he was already detached in comprehension, and his combat power became more and more sophisticated. In just one month, he cultivated five 'Xuan-Rank Lower Grade' and 'Xuan-Rank Middle Grade' mystical techniques.

In addition, his cultivation has also reached the 'Intermediate Xuan Ling'.

Just when Ye Junlin was immersed in martial arts, his friends were not idle.

Ti Million is busy falling in love, Li Mo is busy falling in love, Lei Wolf is busy falling in love, and even Wang Bodang, a fierce and vicious man, is also busy falling in love

Ye Junlin was very depressed, he touched his nose, and laughed at himself: "It is said that spring is a season of love, I think, as long as you meet the right person, no matter when, no matter where, you can fall in love!"

After Wei Ye got married, Ye Junlin couldn't bear to hear some beautiful sounds from Wei Ye's room in the dead of night, so he moved out.

Under the 'bold' sponsorship of the million, he lived in a small courtyard that was not too big or small.

Although it is a little simple, it is also clean and comfortable.

Late one night, the cicadas, which had been noisy for a day, finally quieted down. Ye Junlin held a book in his hand, sat under the grape trellis, and studied carefully by the starlight in the sky.

The cool breeze blew the corners of his clothes, bringing a trace of coolness.

At this moment, a sharp knock on the door came in.

Ye Junlin frowned slightly, put down the book, got up and went to open the door.

There was a little girl knocking on the door, about ten years old, she was wearing some blue shirts, and the style was the maid dress of a certain princely general.

Ye Junlin felt that the little girl was familiar, but for a while, it was difficult to remember.

"Ye Gongzi, letter!"

The little girl was sweating profusely and looking extremely anxious. The originally ruddy little face became a little pale because of the long journey.

She carefully took out a letter from her arms and handed it to Ye Junlin anxiously.

Ye Junlin was a little surprised, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the snow-white pages inside.

On the letterhead, there are several rows of hairpins neatly arranged, and the handwriting is extremely delicate. Ye Junlin didn't have time to appreciate this calligraphy. Because of the content contained between the lines, 100,000 urgent.

The letter was sent by Gu Xiyan, and Ye Junlin knew this information from the moment he saw the font.

But when he finished reading the content of the letter, he immediately set off an uproar in his heart.

The content of the letter can be roughly summarized in two sentences: first, Gu Jiantang wants to marry Gu Xiyan to the eldest prince; second, Gu Xiyan is under house arrest.

With Ye Junlin's original personality, the moment he saw the letter, he would immediately ride on the White Wolf King and gallop towards the 'Yue County City'. But after a month of studying, Ye Junlin has grown a lot: for example: calm, and for example: meticulous.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Ye Junlin's small courtyard was already full of people. They endured drowsiness, forcibly cheered up, and helped Ye Junlin come up with ideas.

Among these people, there are the rich second generation of the million, the emerging general Li Mo, the 'court captain' Wei Ye who is 'under one person, above ten thousand people', and one person who has disappeared for a long time, that is, the second prince Beitang Ciju.

In the two months since Ye Junlin entered the Imperial City, Beitang Ciju has never appeared, not because he has forgotten Ye Junlin, but because he is in a special 'retreat', and he has just come out of the customs in the last few days.

The cultivation of the second foal of the North Hall is already the Great Perfection of the 'Xuanling Level', and it is possible to take that half step at any time.

Ye Junlin looked at Beitang Ciju and vaguely felt that his body exuded a kingly atmosphere.

Wei Ye looked at Beitang Ciju and smiled lightly: "Soak in the 'Dragon Pool'?"

After hearing these two words, Beitang Jiju nodded with palpitations, as if he recalled something extremely terrifying.

After a few words of greetings, they immediately got back to business. Ye Junlin passed Gu Xiyan's letter to several people in turn. After a few people saw it, their brows frowned slightly, and then they fell into deep thought.

Three stinkers, stinky to death Zhuge Liang.

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, a plan to defend Ye Junlin's love has gradually taken shape

The early dynasty of the empire was set in the early morning.

Many civil and military generals, regardless of the severe cold and heat, will come to the 'Qinzheng Palace' early and wait for the main hall to open.

When there is nothing to do, many 'adults' get together to talk about national events and rural anecdotes, and have a good time. Someone once joked that some of the great policies of the empire were conceived from this idle chatter.

Wei Ye has always had a cold temperament, and when many ministers were chatting enthusiastically, he stood quietly aside, exhaling and breathing.

At the beginning, many ministers thought that this young and ambitious young general was arrogant. But after getting along for a while, they suddenly realized that this guy just doesn't like to talk.

Today, behind Wei Ye, followed by a young general. This young man was born extremely handsome, and a black iron cast armor was suitably put on his body.

Looking at the style, he is a middle-level general at the level of a 'school captain'.

has been an official for decades, and he looks almost like those old faces. It is rare to have a 'fresh scene', so all the ministers have looked at Ye Junlin.

After a pillar of incense, the door of the 'Qinzheng Palace' slowly opened, and a small yellow door shouted loudly, and all the ministers rushed in.

On the top of the main hall, all the ministers stand in terms of seniority, the civil officials are on the left, and the military generals are on the right, standing in two columns.

Ye Junlin followed behind Wei Ye, quietly looking at the most magnificent hall of the empire, and was secretly surprised: how much gold would be spent on such a splendid hall.

Beiyang Wang Beitang Xiong was late, he slowly sat on the golden throne and nodded at the old eunuch.

The old eunuch cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "If there is something to do, there is nothing to retreat!"

Hearing this, Ye Junlin took a deep breath, strode out of the queue, and said loudly: "The last general, Ye Junlin, there is something to play!"