Xue Rengui returned to the dynasty and made a treaty with the northern Hui.

The cessation of the war is more about feeding the people.

In addition to these changes in national policy, the situation in the DPRK has also changed a lot.

Di Renjie first entered the Dali Temple, showed amazing talent, betrayed the Dali Temple "detained" more than 1,000 cases, none of the defendants disobeyed the verdict, and none of them tried to avenge their grievances.

On the twenty-seventh day of his tenure, Di Renjie was directly promoted to the secretary of Dali Temple.

It was originally planned that Hou Shanye of Dali Temple was hidden behind the scenes, and everything was handed over to Di Renjie to handle.

After the Chunqiu, Chang'an knew that Dali Temple Qing was Zhao Wujiang's protégé, and he was called like this regardless of whether he was in the open or behind his back.

He was extremely reluctant at first, and had some resentment towards Zhao Wujiang, but as he enjoyed the respectful gaze he had never enjoyed in Chang'an, his mentality changed, and he gradually became proud of Zhao Wujiang's protégé.

After learning that Di Renjie was recommended by Zhao Wujiang, he admired Zhao Wujiang more and more in his heart, and felt that Zhao Wujiang's eyes were like a torch, and he accidentally obtained the name of Zhao Wujiang's protégé, perhaps because God recognized his talent in the dark, and he felt extremely happy.

In the position of Zaifu, Zhu Suiliang was recalled from the degraded land and reappointed as the prime minister to assist the government.

When he returned to Beijing, he still couldn't believe that this woman he had tried to suppress not only ascended the throne, but was also willing to reappoint him, and he was moved to tears.

Zhao Wujiang seems to have left the court, and only in the secretary prison can he occasionally be glimpsed.

But whether it is a national policy or a government, there is his shadow behind it.

He was now stepping on the bluestone steps, climbing the stairs.

He is in Jiuzhi Mountain, come here to worship, meet relatives and friends, and kill gluttony!

Zhaoling Cemetery, after a long time, is becoming more and more secluded.

Zhao Wujiang stepped into the Zhaoling Tomb and kept shuttling in the stone room, and he stayed at every coffin.

Li Shimin, Empress Changsun, Wei Zheng, Ashina Sheer, Li Zhi, Wang Yifang......

He walked past a coffin, like a period of time, and finally, he stopped in front of Wang Yifang's coffin.

The wooden coffin is simple, not as gorgeous as the rest of the coffins, no gold, stone and jade, and no seal inscriptions.

Zhao Wujiang put down a pot of wine in front of the coffin and knelt on one knee:

"Big brother, I've come to see you.

Now that the court is gradually clearing, and the policy of benefiting the people is already flourishing, you should be relieved if you know it underground."

He is still dressed in a black robe, his left eye is yin and yang spinning, and his right eye is bright and yellow.

Wen Yu returned to Chang'an half a month ago and brought him a thing wrapped in black cloth.

When he held it in his hand, he felt a shudder deep in his soul, and he felt extremely familiar, as if it were in his blood.

When opened, there is a bright yellow stamp.

The seal is square under the seal, and the upper part is round, symbolizing the meaning of the round sky and the place.

On the seal, Zhao Wujiang felt a divine aura similar to that of the Fu Xi seal.

This seal is the Shennong seal that contains the power of Shennong, one of the three emperors.

The power of the seal was hidden in his eyes, and his cultivation also climbed to the realm of ascending to the fifth order in a short period of time.

After Zhao Wujiang finished worshipping, he picked up the wine jug, drank it all, and laughed loudly: "Big brother, you are not in good health, I drank it for you."

Jiang Hai poured out his belly in a pot of wine, he was hot, he took a long breath, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, he appeared in the darkness, and in front of him was a huge bronze gate that stretched between heaven and earth.

The door was pushed open, and he stepped into it step by step with the Tang Barrier Knife, passing through the fiery magma aura.

"Gluttony, I'm here to kill you."

A loud laugh resounded in this space, and the sound turned into a wave of sound, appearing around the coffin at the end of the stone bridge, like a soul hook order thrown by the prince of the capital of the city.

Gluttony's heart was shocked, this voice was too familiar to him, it was Zhao Wujiang.

In less than two months, why did Zhao Wujiang come back, could he have already killed me? How can it be...... His mind was churning, and his voice sounded

With a resounding breath, he saw that the lid of the coffin was moving slowly, as if it was about to be opened.

"Boom..."

As if the dusty history was slowly pushed away, the light entered the eyes, and the gluttony was difficult to look at, and when his eyes were clear, an expressionless handsome cheek appeared in his eyes, and he shouted in horror: "Zhao..."

As soon as the word "Zhao" came out, the Tang Barrier Knife in Zhao Wujiang's hand had already sunk into his chest, and he trembled all over, and his throat made a sound like a leak of air, wanting to speak.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were indifferent, and another Tang Heng knife pierced his heavenly spirit, and a "poof" sounded, dullly as if piercing the decay.

The qi in his gluttonous body continued to escape, he was extremely frightened, the man in front of him appeared only two breaths now, and before he could beg for words, he was stabbed twice without resistance, and at this moment he felt that his vitality was constantly passing.

These two breaths seem to be extremely long.

Zhao Wujiang finally spoke again, and the green jade bracelet in his hand turned into bronze liquid and flowed, dripping into a slender Tang Mo knife beside him.

"You were born in Yaotang, then you will finally be in the Tang Dynasty.

Don is not the same as Don, this is not your time!"

He gripped the hilt of the Mo knife with both hands and thrust it down.

"Poof, bang."

The Mo knife passed through the center of the gluttonous eyebrows, and then slammed into the coffin below.

Zhao Wujiang took out the slender Mo knife, the light and short obstacle knife, and the horizontal knife, and then shook it vigorously in his hand, and the blade of the barrier knife and the horizontal knife roared, cutting the chains hanging from the sky in all directions, and with a few sounds, the coffin fell towards the rolling magma below, and all of it turned into ashes and thin smoke in the blink of an eye.

Part of the power of the Vermilion Bird entrenched in this place to suppress gluttony also poured into Zhao Wujiang's body, he let out a long breath, took out the knife from his arms, slowly wiped the blood on the knife, and looked to the south, as if passing through the mountains and rivers of Zhaozhao, and muttered:

"Time is like a sword, and you will be cut off eventually!"

......

Lingnan Road.

Cangwu Tomb, south.

Li Chunjun stroked the more and more cracks on the mausoleum stone, and kept sighing.

"Old man Li?" Lin Tiannan sat on the ground behind him, gulping down wine and meat.

Li Chunjun didn't answer.

"Li Chunjun."

Lin Tiannan called again.

Li Chunjun still didn't answer.

"Sword God!"

Lin Tiannan gasped.

"What's the matter?" Li Chunjun turned around.

"Lin Bei, I'm almost angry with you, I call you so much and ignore it, and I turn around when I call you the Sword God, phew."

Li Chunjun's face was expressionless, and he turned his head again.

"Oops... Oh, I'll tell you something!"

Lin Tiannan took a big sip of a jar of wine and burped:

"You know, Zhao Wujiang seems to be dead."

Li Chunjun turned around, his sword eyebrows furrowed:

"Where did you find out?"

"This has to be said, Lin Bei, I have excellent speculative ability."

Lin Tiannan picked up an elbow and took a big bite to eat, muttering in his mouth:

"Isn't it a mango today?

I went out to buy food early in the morning, and I found that many people were worshipping Zhao Wujiang."

Li Chunjun's eyebrows furrowed even deeper: "Are you sure you're right?"