Lu Ze was chatting and laughing with the Qi sacrificial wine sitting on the ground, but the confidence he showed did not infect the great sacrificial wine.

I saw that Qi Yanglong's tall body looked a little awkward at this time, and the old man liked to stay in the Shangyin School Palace, because he liked to see the vigorous young scholars in the School Palace arguing over a question, and hoped to see the bamboo in the moral forest be green all year round.

"Back then, there was a young man named Xun Ping in the school palace, just like you, proud, confident, and full of hope for the future."

Qi Saijiu's voice was hoarse.

Lu Ze nodded, looked at the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine, and said softly: "Xun Ping, a person from Zhizhang City, Hezhou, Guangling Dao, a bachelor of Guozijian, the law armor of the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Jia, this Senior Brother Xun's demeanor when he studied in the Shangyin School Palace can be called unparalleled, even if it is the Beiliang Xu Weixiong who later shook the School Palace, it is difficult to look at it, and the twenty-one sparse governance he proposed is still being restructured and implemented in Liyang."

Lu Ze looked at the Qi Great Sacrifice Wine that was still tightly locked, and sighed silently in his heart.

This great sacrificial wine accepted a total of three disciples, and the most favorite was Xun Ping, who got his vertical and horizontal art inheritance, not the Yuan Benxi who was hidden in the Liyang Palace, nor Xie Guanying, who created a martial arts review and saw the beginning but not the end, but only the favorite little disciple passed away first, and Qi Sacrificial Wine was also trapped in the Shangyin School Palace after that year.

"Qi Da Sacrificial Wine, would I like to discuss something with you?"

Qi Yanglong drank all the cold tea that had been completely cooled in the cup, and the sadness quickly subsided, the old man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Ze picked up the teapot and filled the two of them with a full cup, and said with a smile: "The disciple surnamed Xie of the Great Sacrifice Wine may face me in the future, isn't this thinking that the Great Sacrifice Wine can give us an idea?"

Qi Yanglong, who heard this, just shook his head: "My fate with those three apprentices is over, but I will occasionally regret Xun Ping's child, as for the other two, it seems that I don't need to worry about it, Xie Feiyu, that guy, has been talented and brilliant since he was a child, and his martial arts attainments are not shallow, especially good at the battle of luck realm." It's just that he didn't achieve his goal by any means, the entire clan of the Jiayang Xie family, one of the top ten tycoons in the Central Plains, died in the Spring and Autumn War, Xie Feiyu could not blink an eyelid, this is a ruthless person who can even abandon his wife and children."

Although he didn't say that he was not helping, Qi Da Sacrificial Wine was more detailed than Lu Ze's description of Mr. Feiyu, who was named after Li Yishan.

There may be only the tall old man in front of him in the world who knows best what Xie Guanying, who has been missing for many years, is thinking in his head.

Lu Ze nodded silently.

It's no wonder that the beautiful Nangong servant who is difficult to distinguish between male and female will painstakingly study martial arts in the Tingchao arsenal of the Beiliang Palace, and the white fox face may hate her biological father to the core, and her original intention of learning martial arts is estimated to be to kill her father one day.

"Did you know... Xun Ping and Zhang Julu, who were born in Confucianism, including the Huang Longshi who walked out of the bamboo building on the shore of Yilin Lake, what do they think about most? A reputation that has been around for centuries? The right of the supreme minister? Looking down on the wealth of the world? Or the four words you said to me in this bamboo building, Your Highness?"

The sunlight poured in through the windows of the bamboo building, the tea in the cup rose, and the hot air birds rose.

Listening to the inquiry of the sacrificial wine in front of him, Lu Ze suddenly remembered Ye Qingmei in another world, that strange woman may be more suitable for this snow world today, because there seem to be many people who have the same aspirations as her.

His thoughts quickly returned to reality, Lu Ze nodded, and replied softly, "In order to let Li Min get the respect they deserve."

Qi Yanglong had slowly gotten up at this time, only to see that the old man in the Shangyin School Palace, who was full of wealth, actually put his hands on his chest and bowed to Lu Ze, the old man's voice was low, but his tone was extremely sincere.

"Qi Yanglong, please treat the people of the world well in the future."

Lu Ze quickly got up and returned the salute, with a wry smile on his face: "Great Sacrifice Wine, you just told me about all the dangers of the westward journey, why are you saying such things now? Maybe I may die in a corner of Xishu or Nanzhao, and become the talk of those big people in Tai'an City after drinking, and where can I talk about the future."

Unexpectedly, Qi Yanglong laughed: "I think Your Highness can

Come back from the Western Regions smoothly and slap everyone in the face."

Lu Ze coughed twice, and seemed to be a little embarrassed: "Ahem, then I will borrow the auspicious words of Qi sacrificial wine."

After the big sacrificial wine left, Murong Wuzhu slowly walked into the house.

Lu Ze waved his hand at her, Murong Wuzhu sat down on the ground, Lu Ze leaned over, and directly used the beauty's soft legs as pillows, Murong Wuzhu lowered his head and looked at Lu Ze who was lying on his lap with his eyes closed, his eyes were full of undisguised admiration and reverence, her thoughts and emotions were far more simple and pure than her younger brother Murong Tonghuang.

Lu Ze once saved their sister and brother from fire and water, the sudden collapse of Xuanyuan Ancestor on the Hui Mountain made Murong Wuzhu's dark sky suddenly clear, no matter what the reason, she deeply remembered this great kindness, Murong Wuzhu along the way was gradually attracted by this Royal Highness, his temperament was not at all like the children of the royal family, the merry man was like an intoxicating wine, Murong Wuzhu only felt as if he was living in a wonderful dream, so unreal.

Lu Ze opened his eyes and lightly reached out to lift the beauty's pointed chin: "Aren't you worried about your brother? He didn't even say a word for me here, you know, Your Highness, I've always been very good at talking to good-looking women."

Murong Wuzhu shook his head: "Since he was a child, my younger brother has been a person with his own ideas."

"Don't worry, Emperor Murong Tong's temperament, it is estimated that he is very suitable for Tai'an City, where intrigue is already commonplace, it is estimated that in a few days, His Royal Highness, I will also go back to live in that house that does not like home for a few days, this time the emperor's father did something really unseemly, I don't know if it is because of the queen mother, or because Bei Liang who is broken off by love, I will not hesitate to let His Royal Highness and I go to block that dead end."

Lu Ze's tone was full of playfulness.

Murong Wuzhu just looked at Lu Ze's cheeks stupidly, and the woman actually took the initiative to reach out and gently stroke the side of his face, and the Qingli woman's face suddenly bloomed with an extremely dazzling brilliance, which made Lu Ze a little distracted for a while: "Your Highness will do everything you want to do."

After a long time, Lu Ze came to his senses, grabbed the woman's slender waist swaying like willows, and Murong Wuzhu screamed softly, but at this time, he was like a cute little lamb, but he did not resist.

He quipped, "What do you want to do?"

I saw that Murong Wuzhu's eyes kept flashing, as if he was acquiescing.

"Hmm......"