"The dragon chair in the palace is something that no one is sure to get their hands on, especially for you and me. The queen mother has the allegiance of General Xiahou in the army, the welcome of Zhuge Lao'er in the Tianshu Department among the cultivators, and the support of the prince and uncle in the royal family. ”

She was already holding too many things in her palm, and she was very worried that there would be variables, and she was worried that the academy would blow a cold wind into her palm, blowing into her palm and turning those things into nothingness, which would then affect the ownership of the dragon chair, so she was very vigilant. This fear has been lurking in the hearts of many people, and even if she can keep her calm, those who are loyal to him can't continue to calm down, which is why these things are happening today. ”

"And we have nothing. Huashanyue They are still young, and they don't know how many young people they want to take over the positions of Xu Shi and Xiahou in the army, and some of those scholars in Chang'an City have already entered the court villa, but it is too early for their voices to be louder in the court, so I welcome the academy to join the WTO. ”

"Because when the academy enters the WTO, when it really comes to the day of the Tang Dynasty's attack, no matter how many people the queen mother has, as long as the academy clearly conveys their attitude, the ministers, the military, and the cultivators must be silent. ”

"How can I be sure of the Academy's attitude?"

"Because the person who entered the academy is Ning Que, I understand Ning Que. ”

"Ning Que has an indifferent temperament, he may not help me because of those past events, and he may not even pay attention to this matter, but there are some things that he must be taken care of, even if he ignores them, Sang Sang will also take care of them. ”

"Other people in Chang'an City think that Sang Sang is just an ordinary little maid, and the funny thing is that I know that this is not the truth, but fortunately I have always liked Sang Sang, and Sang Sang likes me very much. ”

"If I am going to die on that day, Sang Sang will definitely ignore me, and Ning Que will have to ignore me, and the academy will be tantamount to expressing its inclination, dear brother, why would I die?

Li Yu finished telling this story that did not happen, picked up the copper chopsticks, carefully arranged the pile of silver charcoal in the brazier into a very organized appearance, looked up at his younger brother and smiled slightly, and then got up and went to the study.

In the study, Li Yu wrote a letter to the distant Prince Chongming of the Yan Kingdom, which would be sent directly to the Chengjing Palace, the capital of the Yan Kingdom, through Huashanyue in Gushan County, this choice had nothing to do with speed, but only out of prudence.

In the letter, she told some stories about what happened in Chang'an City recently, and took a few contacts between herself and Lao Bizhai's master and servant very casually, and finally expressed sincere condolences to the disappearance of the prince of Longqing.

The capital of Yan Kingdom became Beijing, and there was snow in the palace, and Prince Chongming's eyes left the piece of letter paper he was holding tightly in his hand, looking at the snowflakes fluttering outside the columns.

A strategist could not hide the joy on his face, bowed to the ground at Prince Chongming, and congratulated: "If Mr. Thirteen really enters the WTO on behalf of the academy, according to the relationship that Her Royal Highness the princess said in the letter, the possibility of the Tang Dynasty throne falling into the hands of Prince Li Huiyuan in the future will be very high, and Your Royal Highness the Prince, you have a very good personal relationship with Princess Li Yu, which is a very perfect situation for you and even the Yan Kingdom after you take charge." ”

Prince Chongming clearly accepted the wishes expressed in the letter from the Tang princess Li Yutong guò, and he understood that Her Royal Highness the princess wanted to strengthen his confidence, if Longqing really died, then there would be only one heir to the throne of Yan, and he was undoubtedly the biggest beneficiary, not to mention that the future Tang Dynasty monarch would also support him.

Now many people know that Prince Longqing was defeated by Ning Que of the Academy, and his subsequent disappearance is unknown, it stands to reason that he should thank Ning Que and then celebrate, but in the face of the congratulations of his subordinates, there is no joy on his face.

"Everyone in the world thinks that I am fighting for the throne with Longqing, and we hate each other, but you all seem to have forgotten that he and I are brothers of the same blood and blood after all, and we used to play together in this palace back then. Now he doesn't know where he went, is he still alive, do you think I can really be happy?"

Prince Chongming looked at the snowflakes fluttering in the palace in a daze, and began to cry for no reason.

The strategist couldn't help but be startled when he saw the tears flowing down the prince's face, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to ask for guilt, but his heart was extremely happy, secretly thinking that His Royal Highness, who was loyal to him, actually did not forget to pretend to be a brotherly at such a moment, and refused to let Emperor Yan and others see half a flaw, which is really worth following.

The Southern Jin Dynasty is in the south, the climate is warm, so there is no snow in the middle of winter, the rocky mountain like a giant sword reflects the winter sun, every rock crevice and every stone cave is so clear, just like the old ancient pavilion at the foot of the mountain, which is black and white, revealing a dignified and proud sword intent.

For countless years, many people have discovered that in order to go further on the long path of cultivation, the practitioner's own ambition, courage, luck and opportunity are indispensable, and the courage is often incomparably strong and self-confident.

The sword saint Liu Bai, who cultivated and meditated on the supreme sword path in the ancient pavilion, was recognized as the strongest person in the world, and naturally he was undoubtedly extremely proud and confident, and that pride and self-confidence even exceeded the scope of firmness and seemed to have no reason.

The calm and sharp voice of the Sword Saint sounded in the Ancient Pavilion, and this voice seemed to pierce the sky and pierce the eardrums of all the disciples!, "I used to say a few months ago, 'Don't come back to those who lose face', so why are you coming back?"

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion lowered their heads and were shocked and uneasy in their hearts, thinking that they had received the order of the temple to go to the wasteland, and in these days, they had fought with the grassland people and fought with the wasteland, and they had never retreated in bloody battles, where was the shame for the master?

In the depths of the black and white pavilion, there is a faint sky falling, covering a very small blue pond and a thatched hut, which turns out to be a big hole eroded by the years up to the peak.

By this time, the sun had shifted, and the cave was quiet.

A man with long hair and a shawl sat in the light of day, and he could not feel the strength of this person, but if anyone dared to look directly at his figure, after a while, he would feel his eyes stinging and unbearable, and even tears and blindness.

Because the man's loose hair, the belt around his waist, and the clothes that hang quietly, including his eyes and back, are all swords.

The man himself is a sword, a sword that crosses heaven and earth.

"You go to Chang'an City to see what kind of person Ning Que is, when he didn't know how to cultivate, he could kill my Sword Pavilion disciple, and now that he is a master and a student, what kind of progress will he progress? ”

There was a young man kneeling in front of the thatched hut, the man was slender, his knees were still like a big tree, listening to the sword-like voice of the sword saint Liu Bai on the side of the pool, his face was slightly pale, and he forcibly calmed down and said incomprehensibly: "But when I went, I was afraid that he had already returned to Chang'an." ”

"What about Chang'an City? Yan Se would rather die with Wei Shiming than fight with me again, now I want to see who is stronger between the heirs he left behind and my heirs. You don't have to worry that the academy will stop you from challenging him, since the heirs of the academy want to enter the WTO, you must be prepared to be constantly challenged, and you must be ready to be killed at any time, Mr. Ke was killed all the way back then, and now what qualifications does this Ning Que have?"

After the New Year, there are not many days before the Chinese Lantern Festival, at night Chang'an City has become a sea of lights, hundreds of people travel with their families, children are running around with candy sticks in their hands, girls are smiling shyly, snuggling up to their lovers and secretly rolling their eyes, and I don't know how many shoes, hats, and purses will be left between the mayor streets.

Compared with the lively and joyful atmosphere of the people, the atmosphere in the palace naturally looks solemn and solemn, and that night His Majesty Ping and the Queen Mother invited the court and the central government to enter the palace for a banquet.

Whether it is the wife of the prime minister or the wife of a scholar, they have to talk calmly and smile on this occasion, but when they saw Li Yu behind the plan of the palace leader, they still inevitably showed a look of surprise.

The Tang Dynasty is smooth and the country is safe, and the only thing that has worried the government and the opposition over the years is the succession to the throne.

Everyone knows that the queen wants her son to sit on the dragon chair in the future, and Princess Li Yu does not hesitate to think that her own brother is qualified to become the emperor in the future. Today, I can actually see Her Royal Highness the princess on such an occasion, can it be said that these two are really ready to make peace?

Under the shock of mood, the ladies did not notice the little maid who was sitting quietly beside Li Yu.

Li Yu didn't want to come at all, but the queen wanted to see Sangsang, this matter made her very vigilant, now many people already know that Ning Que is the person who joined the academy, and winning the support of Ning Que is equivalent to winning the support of the academy in a big way, what does the queen want to do when she sees Sangsang?

During the scene, the ladies were close to the queen's mother, and they also had their own tendencies in their hearts, but thinking of their master's position in the court, they always acted cautiously, and stepped forward to greet Li Yu, only one noble lady remained indifferent.

This noble lady is the wife of Zeng Jing, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

This lady was a favored concubine in Zeng Jing's mansion back then, and she was killed by the eldest woman just after giving birth to a daughter.

Because of this history, Mrs. Zeng Jing is grateful to the queen mother, as long as the queen mother is happy, not to mention her master's future, even her life can be wanted, so when the prime minister's wife and others smiled and greeted Li Yu, she just sat indifferently behind the table, and had no intention of stepping forward at all.

She looked at the little girl wearing a maid's dress beside Li Yu, frowned slightly, and thought, Her Royal Highness the princess is becoming more and more arrogant now, and the queen's banquet guests dare to bring the maid to the scene.

However, looking at the little maid's slightly dark cheeks and the bright willow eyes, Mrs. Zeng Jing always felt as if she had seen her somewhere, and she felt pity and distress for no reason.

(The more I write, the slower it gets.,I don't know when the third chapter will be written.,Continue to ask for a monthly pass.,I'm about to catch up.,I'm very nervous.) (To be continued)