The inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not very large, but compared to the outer courtyard that occupies several blocks, the overall area is at least two or three acres.

Since he couldn't use Yuan Qi to cultivate, and there were no entertainment facilities in the inner courtyard of the Xiangfu, Xu Yuan said goodbye to Xu Changge after learning about Tianyan's recent situation, humming a small song from his hometown all the way to his father's study.

The red sandalwood doors under the eaves of the delphinium are adorned with elegant and restrained carvings.

Standing in front of the door, Xu Yuan glanced at it slightly, and found that there was still no habit of locking such heavy land.

Pushing the door in casually, looking at the elegant layout of the room that has not changed for more than ten years, the corners of Xu Yuan's lips unconsciously evoked a smile.

When you open the door, you can see a silk screen embroidered with ink landscapes, and when you step over, you can see a heavy Bauhinia willow table in the deepest part of the room.

Although the old man also knew a little about calligraphy and painting, it was only a tool to win the favor of his superiors when he was not yet in power, not an interest.

Because of this, the walls of the study are not framed with any antique paintings and calligraphy, and some are just various bookshelves filled with all kinds of copywriting.

The gentle footsteps of boots on the ground sounded, and Xu Yuan sat directly on his father's position, and his eyes swept to the entire study.

The scent of books is punctuated by the scent of incense, and the whole room seems to be quiet and quiet, as if it can be isolated from all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

For some reason,

Every time he sat in this position, he always had the feeling that he had already sat on the throne of Jinluan.

“.”

Shaking his head, Xu Yuan threw this thought out of his mind, and slightly raised his hand to take in a stack of paper files from the first bookshelf in his right hand according to his memory.

Because this study is the place where my father deals with government affairs at home, there are no classics on the more than ten bookshelves in the room, except for the occasional handwriting written by the father with a wolf brush, all of which are some important documents for government affairs.

The first bookshelf on the right hand is the confidential internal reference that has been sorted out and presented by the people below in the last month.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan couldn't help but have a trace of doubt.

Why did he sneak into the study to steal things before, all he could find was the old man's calligraphy and paintings, but he had never seen these confidential internal references once?

At this point, Xu Yuan suddenly chuckled and shook his head.

It's a shame that he still felt that what he did was secret, and it turned out that these things were all acquiesced by the old man.

Accompanied by the incense in the room, Xu Yuan raised his hand and began to flip through the file in his hand.

One after another.

It wasn't until he browsed a certain file with gold borders and skimmed a few lines that Xu Yuan's eyebrows were raised.

This is a report on the war in the North.

After reading it all carefully, Xu Yuan's brows tightened.

The content of the first internal reference is a bit exciting.

The terrifying epidemic that was released from the mass grottoes in the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines had spread to all parts of the Great Sect Gate of the Northern Continent, from the upper echelons of the Northern Sect to the grassroots level, and once it was infected, it would turn into a powerful ghost driven away by desire.

And these infected Shuli and martial disciples, as well as those high-level cultivators, have formed a tidal wave that is impacting the counties and counties everywhere.

The number of infected people has numbered in the tens of millions.

Looking at this information, Xu Yuan immediately retrieved the most critical information in his mind.

Because of this epidemic, Fengbeizhou has fallen to almost one-third of its territory.

And

In addition to the northernmost hard-hit area of the Great Flame, there have been sporadic reports of epidemics in the other two continents.

The situation in the north is getting out of control.

And the orders conveyed above the court are also very simple,

There was no relenting heart, and there was no waiting for the antidote to the recovery of these infected people.

One word, kill.

Direct kill.

This means that Li Zhaoyuan and Wanyao Gu have completed the purpose of the first stage of their plan.

“.”

The study is silent, and incense curls up.

The palm holding the internal reference was slightly clenched, and Xu Yuan was silent for a long time before putting down the file in his hand and silently opening the second copy.

And this one is also about the war in the north.

It's just that the time of payment is much closer than the previous one, and it was submitted two days ago.

After reading the content of this internal reference, Xu Yuan took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and unconsciously paced in the study.

In his previous life, watching those videos about World War II and the number of people who died in the war, his heart would be turbulent, but after all, the times have been peaceful for a long time, and the war happened nearly a hundred years ago, so he can't really understand the meaning behind the numbers.

And at this moment, this internal reference made him understand.

Just as he and Lou Ji initially speculated,

Although those sick cultivators and low-level martial disciples were not afraid of death, they did not form a formation, and under the iron-blooded soldiers of the Great Yan Dynasty, they could only be slaughtered by one-sided slaughter.

With the order of the court, the terrible epidemic has been gradually brought under control in just twenty days.

And the price is tens of millions of floating corpses.

internal reference text,

[Under the cities, the stumps are like mountains of flesh and blood, and the tens of millions of madmen who rushed into battle have been ambushed]

In just twenty days,

The generals of the northern frontier slaughtered the large crowds that stormed the county.

It's a race of slaughter.

Li Zhaoyuan, Li Qingyan, Wu Chenghou, and Zong Qingsheng all participated.

And the winner among them, without any suspense, is Li Zhaoyuan, the second prince who has the help of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley.

Not only did he lead the army to exterminate the largest wave of madmen who stormed the state capital at the smallest cost, but he also exterminated a large sect that had been completely infected.

"Da. Da. Da. Da."

Xu Yuan paced back and forth, and the sound of slightly hurried footsteps continued to sound in the silent study.

suddenly

"Smack!"

Xu Yuan suddenly slammed the file in his hand to the ground.

He can accept all the sacrifices for the sake of the peaceful and prosperous world in the future, but he cannot accept the misery caused by his own selfish desires.

Xu Yuan, for the first time, felt that Li Zhaoyuan was so damned.

Li Zhaoyuan arranged for the white fox to come and assassinate him and Li Qingyan, and Xu Yuan only felt that this was the other party's means.

After all, standing in Li Zhaoyuan's position, if you want to live, if you want to climb up from hell, you must do everything.

But it may be that the position of "prince" of the Prime Minister's Mansion came too easily, and Xu Yuan found that he still seemed to underestimate the cruelty behind the word "seizing the heir".

The words in the internal reference are concise and to the point, but what is represented behind them is the countless lives that have been devastated.

In order to seek the supreme throne, Li Zhaoyuan was able to turn tens of millions of Shuli people into dry bones.

Those innocent people who were infected with the disease have been turned into military exploits,

The countless corpses they had turned into were forging a stairway to the supreme throne for Li Zhaoyuan!

"Long day, calm down."

A low, reassuring voice suddenly came from the door of the study.

Xu Yuan's eyes looked back with a little fierceness, but he saw that Xu Yinhe was already standing at the door of the study at some point.

Xu Yinhe looked at the fierce light in the eyes of the third son, and slowly walked into the study, his voice steady and soft:

"The antidote to the epidemic cannot be developed in a short period of time, and even if it is developed, it cannot be produced on a large scale in a short period of time, and the current situation in the north cannot afford to wait."

"I know this is the best choice, and I don't question my father's decision between you and the emperor, but."

Xu Yuan's voice was low and a little hoarse, and his fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly: "But father, you should already know where the source of this epidemic came from, right?!" ”

Xu Yinhe's upright and indifferent posture swept past Xu Yuan, leaned over and picked up the file that was smashed on the ground, patted the non-existent dust on it, and turned his eyes back, his eyes were deep:

"The Father knows."

Xu Yuan stared at his father's eyes and said in a low voice:

"Then I want him dead."

“.”

The words fell, silently.

Xu Yinhe stared at Xu Yuan's eyes for a few breaths, and nodded slightly:

"Good,

"But not now."

Xu Yuan was quiet for a while, his eyes drooped, and he asked in a low voice:

"Because of the emperor?"

Xu Yinhe didn't answer this question, but looking at Xu Yuan's eyes already said everything.

Today's saint Li Yaoxuan does not allow Li Zhaoyuan to die.

Breathing a little short, Xu Yuan raised his eyes, and his voice was a little cold:

"Why?

"Li Yaoxuan's old immortal really plans to leave this throne to Li Zhaoyuan?"

“.”

Xu Yinhe still didn't answer this question directly, took the file he had just picked up in his hand, walked to the desk and sat down, and said softly:

"If Li Zhaoyuan is the heir of the queen, all this will be easy."

Listening to this old man's words, Xu Yuan's breathing stagnated slightly.

Although there is no affirmation, this statement says a lot.

At least it shows that Li Yaoxuan really likes Li Zhaoyuan.

Father Xiao

In other words, today's saints are also the same people as Li Zhaoyuan.

Xu Yuan suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart, but he couldn't laugh.

Lou Ji has told him more than once that the blood on your father's hands is no less than that of Li Yaoxuan's.

The thoughts spread in his heart, and Xu Yuan suddenly had an urge to open up.

He thinks that he is already a relatively cold-blooded and rational person, but compared to the hearts of these people in the center of power, he is a younger brother.

Maybe it would be better to let Xu Changge force the king to be the heir.

At least, Xu Yuan didn't think that with the heart of that big brother, he would be soft on this kind of thing, and he would not waver in his decision because of the life of tens of millions of people.

"Whew"

Xu Yuan exhaled a long breath, pulled a chair from the side and sat opposite his father.

Xu Yinhe looked at the third son, whose face gradually calmed down, and asked:

"How does it feel to be exposed to this level of things for the first time?"

Xu Yuan leaned back in his chair and looked at the delicate ceiling of the study:

"It's not very comfortable, and I even want to let Xu Changge do it."

Hearing this answer, Xu Yinhe's gray hair trembled, but his slightly wrinkled face did not show any surprise, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips:

"If you're too cold-blooded, you'll forget a lot of things."

While speaking, Xu Yinhe casually picked up another dossier, and while flipping through it, he said softly:

"Looking at these things, it will be uncomfortable for the father, but to keep going, then you must accept it, and endure it and wait for the opportunity."

Speaking of which,

Xu Yinhe suddenly raised his eyes, his deep eyes revealed a flash of love, and said softly:

"If Chang Tian is really unwilling, the father will not force it."

Listening to his father's words, Xu Yuan also showed a smile on the corner of his lips, and said casually:

"Dad, the royal family has been fighting for the throne and is about to come out, how do I feel that the position of the son-in-law of our Prime Minister's Mansion seems to have become a hot potato?"

Xu Yinhe's eagle-like eyes flashed with amusement:

"Changge and Xin Yao are both respectful and respectful to their fathers, but you are not strict about etiquette at all."

Xu Yuan spread his hands:

"What am I like, don't you know what my father is?"

As he spoke, Xu Yuan glanced at the bookshelf where his father's calligraphy and paintings were stored.

"Cynicism has the benefit of being cynical."

Xu Yinhe put down the file in his hand and gently tapped the desk with his fingertips: "Your eldest brother is too rigid in etiquette, if he takes over the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, he will only copy the path of being a father, but the road of being a father may not be suitable for him."

"As for Xin Yao. Those sects are probably looking forward to letting her take over the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"If it's your second brother"

Speaking of which,

Xu Yinhe's words stopped abruptly, his eyes were gloomy, and his face with a little wrinkles seemed to age a lot in an instant.

"So, it's just me."

Xu Yuan shook his head and chuckled half-jokingly: "Father, I probably know what you want to do, and I am willing to continue your path, but I need a little time to get used to it." ”

Xu Yinhe's expression converged quickly, but the gloom in his eyes still existed, and he said softly:

"As a father, you should be able to complete most of this road, but I am afraid that the end will have to be left to you."

“.”

It's broken.

Xu Yuan suddenly felt that this dad had begun to set up FLag, and immediately changed the topic in a loud voice:

"Father, how long will Li Yaoxuan die?"

“.”

Xu Yinhe raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, staring at Xu Yuan with a little helplessness.

He knew that the three sons were direct, but this kind of thing had to at least take a detour.

Sighing lightly, Xu Yinhe asked in a low voice:

"You want to know what this is all about?"

"Do some preparation in advance."

Xu Yuan's words fell, and the softness in the eyes of the father on the other side disappeared, and the majestic momentum of the gloomy instantly pressed towards him.

“.” Xu Yuan.

Xu Yinhe's voice was very soft, but there was no doubt:

"You don't want to get involved in the affairs of the royal family."

The pressure like a mountain surged, Xu Yuan withstood the pressure, smiled, and said with a little difficulty:

"Dad, what do I say. It can be regarded as a royal horse, and this matter is our family's business. ”

“.”

Xu Yinhe listened to the words of the dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and sighed helplessly, reining in his momentum:

"Okay, are you worried that Li Yaoxuan will do something to his father before he dies?"

“.”

Xu Yuan opened his mouth to deny it, but looking at his father's eyes, he finally nodded gently.

Xu Yinhe smiled slightly, raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Miyagi, his gaze seemed to penetrate everything:

"Changtian, with Li Yaoxuan, you can't kill me."

"But."

"No, but."

Xu Yinhe interrupted Xu Yuan's words, his eyes moved slightly, and a pile of framed envelopes was ingested by him and brought closer:

"You have also finished reading the dossier, this is the letter sent to you by the girl Li Junwu who went to the north before, go back to the room and take a look for yourself."

“.”

Xu Yuan knew that this was the other party asking him to get out of the way, so he silently took the envelope and was about to leave the study.

But after taking two steps, he was stopped again, and when he looked back, he saw a brocade box floating.

Xu Yinhe looked at his third son with a smile in his eyes:

"My father knows that you can't be idle, this is the latest human skin mask from Jiang He's side, which has your new identity in it, if you want to go out, take it with you, but remember not to go out of Beijing."

Xu Yuan took the brocade box and hesitated slightly:

"I remember this thing."

"Don't worry, no one under the saint can see through this thing, and with your black source qi, the saint also needs to work hard to see through it."

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