In the study, this is the place where the emperor reviews the recitals and meets with the ministers, Ye Wenhao sits there, flipping through the recitals in his hands, his brows furrowed, all the recitals of the increase in hunger and the displacement of the people.

Although the Three Kingdoms have never been a large-scale war over the years, there have been no less than a few thousand small battles.

Every emperor wants to unify the entire continent and become the first emperor of the ages in the history books, but it will not be so easy.

Ye Wenhao coughed, Su Xiuyun handed over a cup of ginseng tea next to him, he stood behind Ye Wenhao, if he didn't speak, you wouldn't find out his existence, he was like a shadow, as long as Ye Wenhao was there, he had no sense of existence, and everyone who came in would ignore his existence.

But no one will underestimate this eunuch, the eunuch who served Ye Wenhao when he was still a prince.

After so many years, he is the closest person to Ye Wenhao, I am afraid that no one in this world knows Ye Wenhao better than him, he is diligent, he is the emperor's right-hand man.

And he's been sitting in that position.

He knew a lot of the emperor's thoughts, and many words came from him, and in the palace, he was the emperor's eyes, ears, and hands.

He is in charge of everything in the palace for the emperor.

Also because Su Xiuyun is in charge of the Shadow Guard, they are the emperor's shadow, monitoring everything in Jian'an City for the emperor, as long as the emperor wants to know, what every minister has eaten in the morning, who he has met, how many times he has gone to the toilet, these trivial matters can be monitored by the Shadow Guard.

The Shadow Guards are a group of people who hide in the dark, no one knows who their names are, they can be beggars begging on the side of the road, they may be famous prostitutes in Qinglou, or they may be old men selling steamed buns on the side of the road.

Their true identities are all in Su Xiuyun's hands.

No one dared to offend Su Xiuwen, maybe it was more of the shadow guard in his hand.

has been following Ye Wenhao for decades, but Su Xiuyun still can't guess his thoughts, he is like the sea, terrifyingly deep, just like at this moment, when Ye Wenhao looked ahead, his eyes were joyless and carefree, no one knew what he really thought in his heart at this moment.

This may be the emperor.

Ye Wenhao asked, "What are the five princes doing these days?"

This is the first time in so many years that Ye Wenhao has taken the initiative to ask about Ye Xi, maybe he is old, or maybe because when he saw Ye Xi that day, he remembered some things from a long time ago.

Su Xiuyun didn't show the slightest surprise, that kind of expression, it seemed that he had already guessed what question the emperor would ask.

The reason why Su Xiuyun has lived so well for so many years is because he knows when to be smart and when to pretend to be stupid, and there are some things that he shouldn't know, so don't know.

He said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Fifth Highness went down to the Library Pavilion. ”

"Good. Ye Wenhao just said a good word, and then closed his eyes.

Ye Wenhao said: "You say, am I old?"

"The emperor is not old at all, and he can share the country's worries. This is a compliment, or it may be a lie, but at least Ye Wenhao likes to hear it.

"But they all said I was old. Ye Wenhao Dao took a sword, pulled out the sword, sharp light, he used to hold this sword invincible on the battlefield, the sword body was as red as blood, as if announcing how many people's blood it had drunk.

But after all these years, he thought, the sword had never been stained with the blood of the enemy again.

Red Flame, the name of this sword, the sword should not be a decoration, but should kill people, this is the true destination of the sword.

Ye Wenhao's father once gave him this sword, and now he should also give this sword to his son.

But for his four sons, who should this sword be given to?

At this moment, Ye Wenhao's mind actually flashed Ye Xi's figure, and then it turned into a woman's figure.

On that day, he stood there heroically, proud of his life, and at that moment, he saw the woman.

The woman is dressed in white, not stained with a little dust, and she is really like a fairy descending to earth.

He said, "Come and dance the sword for me."

He handed his Red Flame Sword to the woman, and the woman just stood there holding the sword, and everything in the world lost its light in front of her.

"How long is it the True Dragon Dabi?" Ye Wenhao asked.

"Five days. Ye Wenhao thought about it and said, "Go and tell my sons who can win the championship in the True Dragon Competition, and the reward this time is the Red Flame Sword." ”

Su Xiuyun retreated, Ye Wenhao stroked the Red Flame Sword, and the room became quiet again, and even the sound of his own breathing could be heard clearly.

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The True Dragon Competition, once every ten years, is a grand event in the Chu State, aiming to select talents, and the competition among young people aged 15 to 30 years old to win the championship is the dream of all the young people of the Chu State.

All young people want to prove themselves in such competitions.

And the champion of the last session is Xiao Xiao, the son of the current Prime Minister Xiao Hewei.

Xiao Xiao was twenty-one years old ten years ago, and now he is thirty-one years old, and he no longer has the opportunity to participate in the True Dragon Competition, which makes many children of the family secretly relieved in their hearts.

All those who watched the game ten years ago can never forget the young man in black standing there, his clothes fluttering, and the momentum that is still unforgettable despite the fact that thousands of people have been there.

That kind of self-confidence, that kind of strength, who else in the world, now many people have palpitations when they think about it, of course, more worship.

I thought in my heart when I would be able to be like the teenager in the field.

There is no hierarchy of the True Dragon Competition, as long as you are strong enough, you can sign up for the competition.

How many young people have made a name for themselves above the real dragon competition.

If you can win the championship, you can go from a pauper to a nobleman.

This is the dragon gate of the children of the poor family.

Today's real dragon Dabi doesn't know how many young people are eager to try it and are gearing up.

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This is the mansion of the second prince Ye Jinyu, he is sitting in the room, and next to him is the fourth prince Ye Jiancheng.

"Second brother, what do you mean by this? As long as we win the championship in the True Dragon Competition, my father will give me the Red Flame Sword, which is a symbol of the emperor, only the next emperor can have the Red Flame, Father, is this a competition between our brothers?"

Li Jiancheng continued: "The ministers all recommended the eldest brother as the crown prince, why did the father and emperor not make a decision for a long time, but instead said the words of giving the Red Flame Sword, second brother, what do you say we should do." ”

"As long as the eldest brother is not the crown prince, then he is not the next emperor, and I still have a chance. Ye Jinyu gritted her teeth: "This time I must win." ”

"Second brother, don't worry, I will clear all the roadblocks for you, and the world will definitely be the second brother's in the future. ”

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There was a person sitting next to Ye Tianchen, with a resolute face and a black dress, looking outstanding and admirable.

This person is Xiao Xiao, Xiao He is the only son of the prime minister.

"Your Highness, are you talking?"

Ye Tianchen and the two grew up together since childhood, it can be said that the relationship is extremely good, the Xiao family is a scholarly family, but Xiao Xiao has not liked dancing and writing since he was a child, but he likes to dance with knives and guns, and looks forward to one day going to the battlefield to make contributions.

It's just that after so many years, where is his father willing, he just hopes that Ye Tianchen will become the emperor as soon as possible, and at that time he must go to the battlefield to make contributions.

In this life, a man must go to the battlefield to crisscross the battlefield and make contributions, so that he will not live up to the boys in this life.

Ye Tianchen stretched his brows and said with a smile: "What are you in a hurry, don't worry, I have eight points of confidence to win the championship this time." ”

"No, you're going to give me a lot of certainty. ”

"There are many talents in the Chu country, who knows what heroes and heroes have appeared in this world, where do I dare to be very sure. ”

Xiao Xiao said: "Even if you can't win the championship, you must not let Ye Jinyu win it." ”

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Ye Xi is probably the least worried among the princes, he knows that his eldest brother will definitely win the championship no matter what, as long as he doesn't lose too ugly.

The night was getting darker, and the stars in the sky were getting brighter and brighter, dazzling to a little dazzling.

The way of cultivating the truth lies in refining qi, refining the aura of heaven and earth, and Ye Xi is refining the power of the stars, which is too unbelievable to say.

Ye Xi sat cross-legged in the room, opened the window, and the moonlight shone in through the window.

He only felt that his whole body was like an electric shock at the moment, the power of the stars was mysterious and powerful, and he only felt that every cell and bone of his body was being changed little by little.

This is not like an ordinary martial artist cultivation at all, you need to constantly squeeze your physical potential, and the power of the stars also contains the power of thunder, and these powers enter the body, which is much more beneficial than the powerful strength obtained by squeezing your physical potential.

I didn't sleep all night, I didn't feel tired at all, I just felt that I still had a lot of experience, and now he can be said to be an alternative combination of Taoism and martial arts.

During the day, he found a random sword in the armory and practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Technique over and over again.

"The Sword Moves with the Wind"

"The Wind Moves the Sword Follows"

"All Swords Are One"

A sword is like thousands of swords, when the ten thousand swords are cultivated to a high and profound place, they dance together like ten thousand swords, impermeable to the wind, and the attack is fierce.

Ye Xi stood in the martial arts arena and kept practicing, a sword turned into countless phantoms, he couldn't see the sword, and there seemed to be nothing in his hand, but it could hurt people.

Yan Xiaoliu stood in the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this time with the crown ceremony, His Royal Highness seems to have grown up overnight, and the whole person is not as lazy as before, he will actually take the initiative to practice swords, this is the first time in so many years.

No matter what His Royal Highness becomes, he, Yan Xiaoliu, will never forget the little boy who gave himself a steamed bun when he was about to starve to death, and then brought himself back to the palace.

Even if he dies for His Royal Highness, Yan Xiaoliu will definitely not frown.