The imperial city is majestic, and the extremely high vermilion city walls are full of mighty imperial forest troops.

And in this there is not only the Tianji Pavilion, but more importantly, the Imperial Palace.

The whole palace is made of vermilion walls and golden tiles. Red symbolizes blood and killing, and gold symbolizes money and power.

The golden tiles on the red walls seem to confirm that the money and power of this country are cast in countless blood and killings.

Passing through countless palace roads that are not spacious, I don't know how many turns I have to turn, how many corridors I have to walk, and how many halls I have to pass.

All the way to the depths of the palace, there is a small pavilion that is not very inconspicuous.

And this is the center of the whole Da Zheng Center. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many major military affairs have been decided here, and there are a few people who have entered here.

This small pavilion even determines the life and death of tens of millions of people, because it is called the Imperial Study.

In this small pavilion, the layout is extremely simple, except for a row of luxurious yellow pear bookshelves, there is only a red sandalwood desk and a few chairs.

An old man was sitting behind a bookcase, his gray hair neatly tied up by a Nine Dragons crown.

He is the current master of Da Zheng, the emperor of the empire, Emperor Zheng Qin Gong.

Although he is old, the majesty of the emperor is even greater. The incident five years ago showed everyone that he was still the decisive Emperor Zheng.

However, time is ruthless, no matter how unwilling Emperor Zheng is, he will still grow old after all. And the old male lion has become more suspicious. It is also more dangerous, because he no longer has the self-confidence of his youth.

Standing in front of him at this time was his younger brother, Qin Quan, the king of Jin.

Of course, the word young is only for His Majesty the Emperor, in fact, His Royal Highness King Jin is also forty-two years old this year.

At this time, His Royal Highness the King of Jin, who can almost be regarded as the No. 2 person in Da Zheng, was standing in front of the bookcase, and the expression on his face was respectful or respectful.

He lowered his head and said cautiously: "This time, the Dao Sect came and made a request. They want to recover the Sword Sect where the mountain gate is located in the Patriotic Kingdom, and the Sword Sect has always relied on each other with the Imperial Family of the Patriotic Kingdom. So this time, the Daoist Sect asked us to send troops to cooperate with them in attacking the country. ”

Although the cultivation world is not connected with the world, the influence of the practice world on the world has never been severed.

The Northwest Steppe Divisions and Buddhism Tantra. The East China Sea Guardian and the Sword Sect. Northeast Houjian and Demon Cult. Buddhism, Zen Buddhism, and Western Baozhu Kingdom, etc.

And the Taoist Sect, as the only overlord in the cultivation world, has always been entrenched in the most prosperous Central Plains.

Originally, after the proprietor founded the new Tianji Pavilion, Da Zheng's dependence on Taoism was greatly reduced. even let Daozong withdraw from the Central Plains for a time, but since the prince rebelled five years ago, the pavilion master disobeyed Emperor Zheng's opinion in person, and Emperor Zheng had to turn to Daozong to fight against the demon sect that took the opportunity to invade, Daozong once again entered the Central Plains.

In the face of the Dao Sect, which already has the potential to regain the cultivation world, and the Tianji Pavilion, which has a big tail, the current Emperor Zheng can only compromise again and again.

When Emperor Zheng heard the news, he didn't have much surprise, but the slightly trembling left hand hidden under the sleeve of his wide robe showed that he was not in a calm mood at the moment.

He said lightly: "King Jin, what do you think?"

The King of Jin was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said: "The younger brother thinks that the Dao Sect is dealing with the Sword Sect, and our Da Zheng is attacking the Wei Kingdom. After all, the Dao Sect is towards our Da Zheng, if we can really defeat the country in the future, and the Dao Sect recovers the Sword Sect, it will always be good for our Da Zheng. ”

"Then it also depends on whether the Dao Sect can beat the Sword Sect. ”

Emperor Zheng pondered for a moment before shaking his head and waving his hand to signal Qin Quan, the king of Jin, to step aside.

After King Jin withdrew from the imperial study, Emperor Zheng was the only one left in the quiet study.

He looked at a letter in his hand and coughed violently with a slight anger.

This is a handwritten letter written by the Taoist sect to Emperor Dazheng.

After a while, the coughing sound in the imperial study gradually stopped, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Zheng's mouth.

"Daozong, Daozong, what a Daozong. ”

As he spoke, Emperor Zheng coughed violently again.

At this time, the door of the imperial study was gently pushed open, and a lieutenant in a brocade robe walked in with a bowl of medicinal soup, slowly walked to the side of the bookcase, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine." ”

Although Emperor Zheng didn't want to admit that he was getting old, his deteriorating health told him all the time that he didn't have much time left.

Emperor Zheng took the medicine bowl and drank the black medicinal soup in the bowl.

Then the lieutenant said softly: "Your Majesty, the Jade Concubine Niangniang has come down with His Royal Highness the Prince, and she is waiting outside." ”

Emperor Zheng put down the letter in his hand for the time being, frowned slightly, and said, "Let them come in." ”

"No. The lieutenant agreed softly and quietly withdrew.

Emperor Zheng sat up straight, he didn't want to show the slightest bit of old age in front of his son.

After a while, two footsteps sounded, and a beautiful woman dressed in a pale red water-sleeved cardigan, a water-green double-disc drizzle silk water skirt, and a light pink double-tasseled light robe walked into the imperial study with a little boy of six or seven years old.

She walked to the bookcase, put her hands on her waist and bowed gently, and said softly: "Concubine, please Your Majesty." ”

The little boy in the pale yellow robe also saluted in a decent manner, and said in a milky voice: "The son sees his father." ”

Emperor Zheng waved his hand and said, "Excuse me." ”

Then, he looked at Concubine Yu and said, "I haven't been to you for some days, how is Xian'er lately?"

Concubine Yu chuckled and said, "Thank Your Majesty Hongfu, Xian'er has been doing well recently, but she is getting older, and the concubine is thinking about asking Your Majesty to find a master for Xian'er." ”

Emperor Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Indeed...... In the blink of an eye, Xian'er has also reached the age when it is time to study. ”

Concubine Yu asked softly, "I wonder who Your Majesty plans to make Xian'er a teacher?"

Emperor Zheng looked at her gentle appearance as usual, and suddenly said, "Let Xiao Lie teach Xian'er." ”

Concubine Yu's right hand holding the handkerchief was slightly stiff, and in the court, Xiao Lie was one of the few people who did not belong to either the prince's party or the prince's party. Now that Emperor Zheng has asked Xiao Lie to be the prince's teacher, he has almost pushed Xiao Lie into the prince's party.

A hint of intense joy flashed in the Jade Concubine's lowered eyes. Immediately forced to be pressed down by her, she raised her head and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that An Guogong was a young talent with all-round talents in civil and military affairs when he was young, and it must be excellent for him to be Xian'er's teacher." ”

Emperor Zheng looked at the mother and son in front of him and smiled. The afternoon sun came in through the window and fell on his face, which looked flickering and terrifying.

He smiled and said, "An Guogong will definitely teach Xian'er well." ”

When he said these two good words, his voice became a little heavier.

Somehow, looking at His Majesty the Emperor's smile, a trace of coolness inexplicably flashed on Concubine Yu's back.