The fat man straightened his official hat, turned his little eyes slyly, and sneered:

"I know, let my subordinates go to the secret room, which means that the prince can trust his subordinates."

Zhao De picked up a bowl of tea on the table, grated the tea leaves erected with a tea lid, and took a sip pleasantly.

"Count you kid still have a bit of eyesight. Han Shou, you don't look thin at all! ”

The fat man laughed a few times and said:

"The name of the subordinates is the longevity of life, and the father of the family takes this cheap name for his subordinates, mainly to make his subordinates live long and happy."

The prince put down the tea bowl, dusted off his clothes, and said meaningfully:

"Long life and happiness, good hope! But I'll tell you the truth, someone in the court wants you to die. ”

Han Shou was originally born in a place where the Northern Yuan and the Great Jin Dynasty did not care, but he offended people in the Northern Yuan Dynasty and fled to the Great Jin Dynasty for his life.

In order to be an official in the Great Jin Dynasty, he killed the wife he married in the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

Emperor Zhao Kang of the Great Jin Dynasty cherished that he was a talent, and he knew more about the Northern Yuan Dynasty, so he gave him a free errand, and usually stayed in Taichang Temple to listen to it.

The imperial history of the court Qingliu had a lot of discussions about this matter, and he often played it, wanting to drive him away from Luojing.

At this moment, Zhao De said this, right in the middle of his usual fears.

Han Shou was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he said tentatively:

"Does Your Majesty believe it?"

Zhao De's face was expressionless, and he said:

"My father didn't say he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it, he asked my opinion. Taichang Temple has always been under my control, and I don't know how to answer! ”

The sweat drops on Han Shou's forehead came out one by one, and he said nervously:

"The prince save me! The subordinates have always been loyal to the Great Jin, and in order to take root in the Great Jin, the subordinates can even give up the wife of the Northern Yuan! ”

Zhao De gestured falsely, and a wisp of bright yellow imperial dragon qi shot out, gently supporting Han Shou's prostrated body.

"I naturally believe in you, and now that it is the time to employ people, I am even more reluctant to waste the talents in my Taichang Temple at will."

The crown prince Zhao De was weak and could not cultivate the true and refine the Xuan, which was a well-known thing.

And the current situation is enough to surprise Han Shou.

Han Shou was straightened by Zhao De, his small eyes turned to stare at his toes, and said:

"The crown prince has cultivated the supreme treasure of the royal family?! As long as the prince does not dislike it, his subordinates are willing to serve the prince! ”

Zhao De was praised by Han Shou, and couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, and said with a smile:

"Cultivation is like ascending to the sky, and only then can you see the doorway. If you want to complete it, you don't know how long it will take! ”

Han Shou can never fall under the criticism of the imperial historian, and he has long learned to observe words and colors!

"The subordinates are worried about the observation of the prince, but what do the subordinates need to handle?"

The crown prince Zhao De nodded, he was five years older than Zhao Lian, but his political skills were extremely spicy.

"As a son, you have to relieve your father's worries on weekdays, right? I went to greet my father the day before yesterday, and he kept sighing, saying that the Xiliang soldiers were quite powerful......"

Han Shou knew the meaning of the song when he heard the strings, arched his hand in the direction of the palace, and his mouth was in the direction of Xiliang, and said:

"Your Majesty is worried about Butcher Xu?"

At this point, Zhao De simply stopped going around the bend.

"Exactly, Xu Zhoumu has become more and more disrespectful to the imperial court recently, and not long ago he killed the imperial envoy Wang under the pretext of something."

After a pause, he added:

"You were born on the border, and you are familiar with Xiliang, but what reliable way is there?"

Han Shou lowered his head, rolled his eyes twice, and finally knew what Zhao De meant.

Regardless of whether there is a gap between the emperor and Xu Zhilang, the rumors of the discord between the prince and Xu Zhilang are well known.

If this matter can be done well, after the prince ascends to the throne in the future, he will be a meritorious man!

Han Shou gritted his teeth, a fierce look appeared on his face, and he bowed down and said:

"The prince found a way to transfer Weichen to the Xiliang army, and I collected evidence of Xu Butcher's rebellion. Weichen, come to relieve the prince's worries! ”

Zhao De smiled slightly and said:

"Recently, there have been frequent wars, and the imperial court really needs someone to go to the border to supervise the army, even if Xu Zhoumu does not have the heart of disobedience, it is good to investigate corruption in the army!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands.

From outside the secret room, walk into the figure of the butler.

The housekeeper arched his hand to Han Shou and took out three silver tickets from his arms, the amount was 30,000 taels!

Han Shou's face trembled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Zhao De, and did not stretch out his hand.

Zhao De chuckled lightly and said gently:

"Lord Han, you will be your own person in the future, so you're welcome, take it! The army is cold and hard, and it is not as prosperous as in Luojing. ”

Han Shou twisted his fingers, held his hands up, took it with sincere fear, and said movingly:

"Wechen thanked the prince for his compassion! These silver coins, Weichen all used to deal with Xiliang's affairs. ”

……

……

Princess Yunmeng's Mansion is one street away from the mansion of the Sixth Prince Zhao Lian.

The owner of the princess's mansion is called Zhou Yunmeng, and his status is extremely special, and he is a transcendent existence in Dajin.

She is the orphan of the former emperor Zhou Wei, and she is also the favorite daughter of the current Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty.

is half a year younger than Xu Mu, with a beautiful appearance and a free and easy personality.

I don't like women, I only love to dance and play with swords.

At this time, in the open space of the princess's garden.

Zhao Lian and Feng Pei Ning sat behind a few cases, laughing and drinking.

Not far away, dozens of people were circulating.

The clashing of hammers and swords rang out from the crowd.

A man and a woman, two figures are like butterflies wearing flowers, moving left and right, fighting fiercely in one place!

The palace maids with long swords at their waists frolicked and kept clapping their hands.

"Come on, princess, the second prince is about to lose!"

The second prince, Zhao Xiong, was obsessed with martial arts, and was given the nickname "Mad King" by the government and the opposition of the Great Jin Dynasty.

At this moment, he heard the laughter of the palace maid, and his old face couldn't help but blush slightly.

With a loud shout, he suddenly smashed the Nanli Red Flame Hammer in his hand!

Princess Yunmeng Zhou Yunmeng scolded in a coquettish voice and told the palace maids to shut up.

The expression on his face became serious, and he worked hard to run the family heirloom Ice Phoenix Imperial Heart Technique.

The long sword in his hand was covered with a chill in an instant, and he hurriedly raised it upwards and held it up to the pair of crimson giant hammers that had been smashed!

After a "ding" sound, the long sword couldn't withstand the pressure of Nanli Red Flame Hammer, and broke off from it!

Zhao Lian exclaimed, stood up from a few cases, and said loudly:

"Second brother, stop it, this is my father's favorite baby, hurt her and punish you carefully!"

"Got it!" Zhao Xiong snorted, shaking his arms lightly, against his luck.

When the giant hammer was close to Princess Yunmeng's shoulder, there were still three inches left, and it finally stopped!

Zhou Yunmeng threw down the broken sword in his hand, wrinkled his nose and exclaimed:

"Second brother, I'm not your enemy! Are you trying to crush me? ”

Zhao Xiong laughed a few times, stuck the giant hammer behind his waist, rubbed his hands, and said:

"Didn't you invite me to compete, I'll be serious. Who knows, you're still so unbeaten......"

"You're ......!" Zhou Yunmeng stomped his foot.

walked up to Feng Peining and sat down, shaking her arms coquettishly.

"Master, the long sword that the sect gave me is not strong, you can give it to another apprentice!"

Feng Peining put down the wine glass, stretched out his jade finger and tapped Zhou Yunmeng's forehead.

"Xiao Jiu, you keep saying that the Nine Heavens Biluo Sword Sutra has achieved a small success. It seems that there is still a long way off. Don't think about the sword! ”

Zhou Yunmengqiao's face overflowed with blush, and she pursed her lips and boasted:

"I was afraid that I would hurt my second brother, so I didn't dare to use my Taibai Sword Sect's supreme treasure technique! Otherwise, ten Zhao Lao Er would not be enough to fight in vain! ”

Zhao Xionggang was pulled by Zhao Lian to sit down, stood up when he heard this, took off the Nanli Red Flame Hammer, and exchanged blows.

"Then we'll fight again, I'm trying to get it!"

Zhou Yunmeng was stunned for a moment, sneered, and sat down with a big grin.

"Entanglement martial arts are general, and your mind won't turn around, who wants to fight with you! If you wait for me to refine the Ice Phoenix Imperial Heart Technique, I will suppress you! ”

Zhao Xiong, who has always had a hot temper, was a little confused by Zhou Yunmeng's words, scratched his head, and sat down again.

"Okay, I'll wait. The first level of my Nine Dragons Technique is about to be cultivated, so you have to work harder when you cultivate! ”

Zhao Lian remembered what happened at the Xiliang border and sighed lightly.

Although the imperial dragon qi in his body has recovered to seventy-seven or eighty-eight at this moment, it is still far from the end of that dragon!

"Sister Yunmeng, I have seen a sword cultivator in Xiliang, his sword realm is not as high as yours, but when it comes to fighting, he is even more ruthless than our second brother of the mad king!"

Zhou Yunmeng picked up the jade pot, poured a glass of sake for Feng Pei, and said:

"So what do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that weapons are not the most important, and the realm is not the most important, but the idea in my heart is."

Zhao Lian thought of Xu Mu, who was like a madman in the fight, and couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Feng Peining nodded, and said:

"Zhao Lian has a point, Xiao Jiu can't be arrogant in the future."

Zhou Yunmeng was a little incredulous and said:

"If I cast the Nine Heavens Biluo Sword Sutra, will he be defeated by me?"

Zhao Lian was angry and scolded in a low voice:

"The sword scripture you know, the animal surnamed Xu will too! He is also a registered disciple of Master Feng! ”

Zhou Yun dreamed of something, his face turned cold, and he said:

"Young men with the surname Xu deserve to die! If I see him, I have to make him kneel in front of me, the Ninth Senior Sister!" ”

As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of Zhao Xiong's double hammer inserted in her back, and couldn't help but say:

"Second brother, why don't you put away your sledgehammer, didn't your father give you a storage bag? It's so strange to look at it on the back of the waist! ”

"I'm troublesome!" Zhao Xiong coped casually.

Pulling Zhao Lian to drink glass after glass, he eagerly asked about the sword cultivation surnamed Xu.

"Sixth brother, tell me well, how ruthless is he when he fights? Is it even braver than me?! ”

……

……

Feng Peining left the sixth prince Zhao Lian and the mad king Zhao Xiong, and took Zhou Yunmeng to retire first.

In the ashram.

Zhou Yunmeng changed into a moon-white dress, followed Feng Peining's instructions, calmly guarded the yuan, and sat cross-legged.

The hands were stacked in the dantian position, slowly urging the Ice Phoenix Imperial Heart Technique.

Feng Pei Ning sat cross-legged behind Zhou Yunmeng, sealed his hands, and made a seal on his disciple.

Wisps of pale blue Xuan Qi overflowed from Zhou Yunmeng's dantian and condensed outside the body.

After half a cup of tea, those Xuan Qi condensed into the appearance of an ice phoenix.

"That's it." Feng Pei Ning's mana in his hand did not stop, and he said softly.

Zhou Yunmeng let out a light "um", and the sword fingers of both hands were slightly wrong, sending the ice phoenix into the mind of the divine soul.

Zhou Yunmeng's eyes closed slightly and continued to run the exercises.

The divine mind hooked up with the ice phoenix, impacting and opening up in the dark places of his mind, sprinkling a little bit of light.

Long.

Zhou Yunmeng breathed a sigh of relief, pinched the trick to stop the exercises, Yingying got up, and bowed to Fengpei.

"Master's great kindness, Yun Meng can't say thank you, I don't know how to repay ......"

Feng Pei Ning took out a spirit pill and sent it to Tankou, refining it as he wished, and his breath slowly recovered.

"I was entrusted by someone back then, and I don't need you to repay this matter. Moreover, you are still my little nine, what do you say about those who see outside? ”

"Hmm." There was mist gushing out of Zhou Yunmeng's eyes, and a rare sense of sorrow appeared on his often smiling face.

Feng Pei condensed a mana, and after probing Zhou Yunmeng's physical condition, he suddenly said:

"Xiao Jiu, that mysterious person passed on your kendo skills, are you still cultivating?"