At night, Zhao Yizhi waited outside the Taihe Hall early, and the surrounding area had already been cleared, and all the eunuchs and palace maids had been sent out of here. Only Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning stood by Zhao Yizhi's side, one left and one right.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Channing couldn't wait.

He knew what he was going to do tonight, and once the problem of dragon qi and imperial qi on Zhao Yizhi's body was solved, he must rush to the front line in the north as soon as possible. This is unbelievable for him, and there is really nowhere to show his martial arts in this capital.

Moreover, although Qingtian and the others were ten people together, it was difficult to have an opponent in the world, but he still couldn't rest assured.

Zhao Yizhi was also very anxious in his heart, but after he had been the emperor for so long, his bearing had already been cultivated, his face was calm, and he did not say a word.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Wang Zhenliang stared at the direction of the temple without blinking, the little eunuchs carried Changmi just appeared, and the candle flame reflected by the lantern was extraordinarily bright in the dark night.

Zhao Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief, although he had divine sense to peep, but in the end he still held back and left a little secret for this old minister. Now he is afraid of hearing the bad news that Chang Mi died violently in Taimiao.

Apparently, Changmi is still alive.

The little eunuchs also knew that His Majesty and the chief steward were in a hurry, and their steps were running fast.

The little eunuch approached and was about to sing the official name to meet him, but Wang Zhenliang waved his sleeves to stop them and retreated.

Zhao Yizhi quickly approached Chang Mi: "Old supervisor, is it okay?" ”

"It's not close... One-step. Chang Mi said in a trembling voice.

Zhao Yizhi saw Chang Mi's appearance, and knew that he was for himself and for Daqi, so he couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Old eunuch, can others do it for you?" If I can, I'll order someone to come at once. ”

Chang Mi shook his head slightly: "No... No, it doesn't..."

"When the old minister is in the opposition, every day... With the longevity of the three fragrances... Cultivate this pen in order to absorb dragon energy. Now... Although the pen is ready, it still needs to... The three-year Yang Shou comes to protect him, and His Majesty can carry it with him, in case the dragon qi collides with His Majesty! ”

When Zhao Yizhi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Manager Wang, go, summon a young little eunuch over and reward a hundred taels of gold to borrow Yang Shou." ”

Chang Mi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Your Majesty, slowly... There are also many disciples of Lao Chen... If this happens... It's really so simple, and you still need to bother Your Majesty to order... Ahem, ahem..."

"Ordinary people's can't do it?" Zhao Yizhi frowned.

"Anyway, three years of longevity is not much, as long as you can leave this capital, it doesn't matter. I am the Son of Heaven, use mine. Zhao Yizhi quickly figured it out, three years of yang life for a lifetime of freedom, it couldn't be more cost-effective.

Chang Mi shook his head again: "Your Majesty doesn't know anything about celestial numerology... Not really. ”

"Old minister... Observing the sky and dividing yin and yang are good luck and evil... Sixty years... It's been two lives, and I've lived enough... Ahem... And the old minister is familiar with astronomy... The number of lifespans is the most suitable..."

"It's not going to work!"

Zhao Yi didn't even think about it, so he directly refused. Chang Mi is like this now, and he has to lend another three years of Yangshou, but I am afraid that he will die on the spot.

The loyal courtiers did not die in Taimiao, but died in front of their own eyes, and Zhao Yi really couldn't accept it.

Zhao Yizhi's resolute answer made Chang Mi's heart feel a little warmer, and the thoughts in his heart became firmer: "Your Majesty... The old minister has already calculated... My lifespan is exactly three years away from tonight! ”

"Don't die today... I'm going to die in three years... Why suffer so much sin? ”

Zhao Yizhi was silent and had nothing to say.

Indeed, as Changmi is now, if he lives for another three years, every day will be torment...

"Your Majesty, the hour is coming! Quick, sit down in front of the minister! Chang Mi looked at the dark night sky, staring at the stars with his old yellow eyes, and he really didn't know how he could see it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Chang is sincere, loyal to the country, and deserves it." Wang Zhenliang's eyes welled up with tears.

Qian Ning also nodded on the side and said, "Your Majesty, you can do it." ”

Zhao Yi looked at Chang Mi's earnest look, and finally stepped forward, ignoring the dust on the ground, and sat directly on the ground.

"Knives... Where is the knife? Chang Mi saw the copper wedge on Qian Ning's waist, and then remembered that there was something missing.

Qian Ning was not slacking off, he flew away, and in the blink of an eye, he brought back a Janissary waist knife and handed it to Chang Mi.

Chang Mi trembled and held the hilt of the knife and slowly pulled it out: "What a knife... Old minister... When I was a child, I wanted to be a martial artist. It's a pity... Poor root bones... This is still an old minister... It's the first time I've touched a knife..."

Zhao Yi looked at Chang Mi like a child, excited, and only felt heartache.

"Poof!"

Chang Mi opened the box and put it in front of him, and then, a knife flashed...

Blood flowed from Changmi's wrist, and it flowed into the box.

Although he had already been mentally prepared and knew that Chang Mi would make sacrifices, he didn't expect to use such a straightforward method, and Zhao Yi couldn't bear it again.

I couldn't bear it, I didn't say it.

Chang Mi watched the blood flow into the box, quickly submerged the red pen, and then quickly absorbed it again, and smiled happily.

An old face blooms like a flower.

After a while, the blood flow rate on Chang Mi's wrist gradually weakened, from flowing like an injection to dropping by drop...

Chang Mi looked up at the sky from time to time, his face pale.

Little by little, the moon moved.

Mid-moon day.

"Hahaha! Good! The time is just right! ”

Chang Mi laughed, his face ruddy, and he changed the color of the white color just now.

Zhao Yizhi and the three of them understood that he was returning to the light, and he was already in a state of death.

Chang Mi rolled over from the bamboo bed and got up, grabbed the red pen in the box, and pointed to Zhao Yizhi's eyebrows, about to write.

Zhao Yi didn't move at all, knowing that this was the critical time.

Zhu Bi approached his eyebrows, but stopped.

"The old minister wants to write a word in the center of His Majesty's eyebrows to do the traction of the dragon's energy, I don't know what His Majesty wants to write?" Chang Mi asked with a smile.

"Is it okay to use any word?" Zhao Yizhi asked rhetorically.

Chang Mi nodded.

Zhao Yizhi lowered his eyes, remembered the shadow in his heart, and said slowly: "Then write the word 'view'." ”

"Good! See! Your Majesty is the Ninety-Five, and you should look at the world, the world, and the common people! Chang Mi put down the pen, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced overnight, and a blood-red word "view" appeared in Zhao Yizhi's eyebrows.

"I also want to look at that peerless sweetheart..."Chang Mi's hand began to tremble.

Stuffed the red pen into Zhao Yizhi's hand and pressed it hard: "Your Majesty, cherish..."

As soon as the words came out, a smile appeared at the corner of Chang Mi's mouth, and his body fell...

Zhao Yizhi wanted to reach out and pull it, but suddenly felt that his eyebrows were hot and hot, and the blood-red word "Guan" suddenly changed from blood-red to golden.

"Ahh

Zhao Yizhi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted out.

The red pen in his hand also glowed with golden light for a while, echoing the word "view" in the center of his eyebrows.

Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning, seeing this scene, reached out and grabbed each other at the same time, for fear that the other party would not be able to hold it back and rush up to ruin things.

Soon, the golden light gradually dimmed, and the red pen was still the same red pen, and the word "view" in the center of the eyebrows had disappeared. But Zhao Yizhi could feel that there was a fiery word "view" in the center of his eyebrows, which could not be erased.

"The old eunuch..."

Zhao Yi looked at Chang Mi, who was lying on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his words were a little choked.

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling now?"

Wang Zhenliang and Qian Ning saw that Zhao Yizhi had calmed down, so the two stepped forward and asked cautiously.

Zhao Yizhi stood up: "Good life buries the old eunuch with a royal salute." ”

Then he looked up at the dark night sky, and a gust of south wind suddenly rose, blowing Wang Zhenliang and the two couldn't open their eyes, but Zhao Yizhi took advantage of the wind and went north.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yizhi had already come to the city wall in the north of the city.

The surrounding Praetorian Guards sensed that someone was approaching, and hurriedly guarded, and surrounded them with guns and knives. When they saw the dragon robe on Zhao Yizhi's body, no one dared to make a mistake, and they knelt on the ground one after another, shouting long live.

Zhao Yizhi walked towards the city wall, his divine sense was the step, and he lifted it under his feet, and Zhao Yizhi stepped on the city wall.

"Your Majesty!"

The surrounding Praetorian Guards panicked and shouted in unison, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Zhao Yizhi felt the word "Guan" in the center of his eyebrows, just like the hand held by Guanchenzi back then.

Warm.

Take a slow step.

"Your Majesty!"

The Praetorian Guards all stood up and pounced, if the emperor fell to his death on the wall of this northern city, one of them would be counted as one, and the next of the nine clans would not be able to escape, and all of them would be killed.

It's just that they can't consider that point in a hurry now, the world may not know, but everyone in the capital knows that he is a good emperor.

Zhao Yizhi stood firmly, did not fall, and his divine consciousness was still there.

But now Zhao Yizhi doesn't care if he will fall or not. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in the dragon qi and imperial qi in his body.

The imperial qi flows slowly in the body, still condensed; The dragon qi also flowed out slowly in the body along the word "Guan" in the center of the eyebrows, and was injected into the vermilion pen in his hand.

In the Zhu pen, there were new wisps of dragon qi coming out, flowing into the body along the eyebrows.

Normal, Zhao Yizhi only feels normal now.

"I... It's out! Zhao Yi looked at his body, and confirmed over and over again that the position where his feet were standing was no longer in the capital.

The surrounding Praetorian Guards couldn't see or feel the dragon qi, and now they only saw His Majesty the Emperor stepping out of the city wall, floating in the air...

The sound of the armor trembling sounded, and the Praetorian Guards knelt down in unison.

Zhao Yizhi turned his head, looked at these Praetorian Guards, and asked loudly: "Gentlemen, are you willing to go with me to conquer Beiyi?" ”

This question made all the Praetorian Guards a little stunned, why did they suddenly go to conquer Beiyi in the middle of the night? Or is it His Majesty's personal conscription?

Although the Praetorian Guards did not know the details, they still responded in unison.

"I am willing to follow Your Majesty to conquer Beiyi!"

"I am willing to follow Your Majesty to conquer Beiyi!"

"I am willing to follow Your Majesty to conquer Beiyi!"

In addition to the north city gate, the other gates of the eastern, western, and southern cities all came from shouting, and the people in the city were all awakened and went out of their homes to check the situation.

Zhao Yizhi's voice spread throughout Jinling City...