Chapter 142: Senior Brothers in the Heavy Snow

Gao Lishi poured a full cup of the brewed tea for Emperor Ming and Yao Daoyan, and then left the place, moving his body to the back, so as to protect His Majesty's safety and not hear His Majesty's conversation with Mr. Yao.

This is what Colliers has been doing for so many years, and it is also the "rules" that should be followed as a minion.

Raising the teacup, Emperor Ming gently stroked the mouth of the teacup, "Sir, the fold from King Liang's fiefdom was pressed by me in the imperial study." ”

Yao Daoyan came to the stove and added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

A cup of tea was in his stomach, Emperor Ming put the teacup on the table, and Gao Lishi poured tea for His Majesty again, "Wait until after the birthday to take it out, I want to rest." ”

Yao Daoyan sat opposite Emperor Ming, his expression did not change in any way, "It was proposed by the noble concubine." ”

Emperor Ming was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly drank another cup of tea to cover up, "What Mr. said is not up to standard, can't I want to rest by myself?"

Yao Daoyan shook his head, pointed outside and said: "That day, the old Duke of Wei crashed to death on the pillar outside this hall, if Your Majesty can still stop your heart, then Your Majesty is a qualified monarch, and the old minister will soon go to see the first emperor." ”

When it comes to the old Duke of Wei, Emperor Ming is a little sad and nostalgic, after all, if there was no Old Duke Wei who stabilized the situation between the DPRK and China when he fought the most with his brothers, then what would the Ming Dynasty become, Emperor Ming didn't dare to imagine.

It was a kind and kind old man, who had been a monarch with his grandfather all his life, and a good friend with his father who had nothing to say, so he was indirectly forced to death by himself.

It's just a hereditary replacement, and the friendship between the Xu family and the Li family has not been exchanged for many years?

It's all to blame for having a few more drinks at Yu Niang's place at that time, drinking and making mistakes.

"Then the gentleman told me what to do. ”

Yao Daoyan was a little helpless and sighed, "Since Your Majesty chose to hide the death of the old prince, then continue to hide it, after his birthday, this matter can be used to choose the crown prince for His Majesty." ”

As soon as Emperor Ming heard that he had a solution to his recent headache, he hurriedly sat up straight and faced Yao Daoyan

He asked, "Sir, is that true?"

Yao Daoyan glanced at Emperor Ming, what is the difference between the current majesty and the majesty entrusted to him by the previous emperor, except for a little scheming, a little imperial tricks, everything is the same as back then.

"Since Your Majesty has chosen to take action against Jiechen, it is equivalent to telling the world that Your Majesty is determined to get rid of the Buddha. ”

Emperor Ming was a little embarrassed, because his husband was born in a Buddhist family, not to mention that the Jiming Temple under his feet was built for Mr., but now he wants to destroy the Buddha, and he is a little faceless to see Mr.

Yao Daoyan smiled brightly, "Your Majesty."

It doesn't have to be like this, although the matter of destroying the Buddha is imperative for His Majesty, then the old minister is not so important. ”

"Sir, I... ”

Emperor Ming just wanted to explain out loud, but was interrupted by Yao Daoyan, "Your Majesty, if you don't even hesitate to make this trade-off, then the old minister will have no shame to go down to see the emperor." ”

Emperor Ming sat there, his voice like a cry, "Sir, but then I have no relatives." ”

Yao Daoyan gently bowed to Emperor Ming, "Your Majesty, a lonely person is not called in vain, the first emperor also experienced this. ”

"Lao Chen has lived long enough, he should have died a long time ago, but there is a regret in his life that has remained in his heart for a long time. ”

Emperor Ming asked eagerly, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Yao Daoyan looked reminiscing, sat there, and recalled for a long time, "In Luoyang back then, the old minister assisted the emperor, but there was a minister under the crown prince back then, with superior wisdom and full of tricks, even the old minister could only barely cope with it, and he couldn't beat him." ”

Emperor Ming suddenly realized, and said to Yao Daoyan: "Sir, could it be... ”

"Yes, it is Pang Juan who is known as Zhao Duo, this person is from the Ghost Valley, that is the first disciple of the Ghost Valley, and he is proficient in the scriptures of a hundred schools. ”

"I think that person should have died a long time ago, it should not be found, if Your Majesty finds the heir of Guigu one day, then Your Majesty must stay with him, the heirs of Guigu are the best candidates for strategists, and then it can be said that the crown prince selected by His Majesty can sit firmly in the country with peace of mind, and within a hundred years, the wind and rain will be smooth. ”

Emperor Ming got up, bent down to Yao Daoyan and saluted, and Gao Lishi, who was kneeling behind, hurriedly got up and put his hands on his sides.

"Thank you, sir, for your advice. ”

Yao Daoyan got up, put his hands behind his back, stepped into the wind and snow, and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, today's homework has not been completed, and it must not be delayed.

Chang'an City, an alley with no name.

The two pots of wine in front of Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan had long been empty, and the roast chicken on the table was gone, but looking at the chicken bones at the door, it should be possible to guess the approximate whereabouts.

"Why did you choose to come back today?"

The heavy snow outside began to fall on the world since the morning, and Zhou Liyuan should have come back from Xuzhou to calculate the day, but he never expected today's heavy snow.

Zhou Liyuan was silent for a moment and slowly spoke, "Today is Master's death day. ”

Ding Yixiu, who was shaking the rocking chair on the side, heard this, stopped his movements, pushed Tang Dao to the ground, and put his head on the other side.

It turns out that he killed Master many years ago today? This snow has come well.

"Oh, you want to avenge Master?"

Zhou Liyuan lay behind him, looking at the spiritual position behind him, tears flowed out of his eyes, "I dream of it, but I know that I can't beat you, let alone kill you."

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Ding Yixiu glanced at his junior brother Zhou Liyuan beside him, and it was rare to be interested, "Although your qualifications for practicing knives are mediocre, your IQ is enough." ”

Zhou Liyuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "You can't practice knives, back then, the master said that I was a rare knife wizard in a century." ”

Ding Yixiu's eyes swept across the room, and when he passed by the spiritual position, he paused slightly, "Wizard, now they are all in their thirties, and their sword skills have been practiced to the first level, sixth, or seventh." ”

Ding Yixiu raised his long knife and pointed to the heavy snow outside, "When I competed with Qiming in the sword technique, I only practiced to the eighth level, and I drew with him, you must know that Qiming was a person who competed with Li Taibai, who had not yet completed his swordsmanship." ”

"So what?"

Ding Yixiu was going to be angry with his stupid junior brother, obviously he couldn't beat himself, but he didn't want to admit defeat and wanted to get cheap.

Before Ding Yixiu could say anything, a voice came from the wind and snow, "Well said, there is a little bit of your master's demeanor." ”

Ding Yixiu got up suddenly, squinted, and carefully looked at the black shadow coming in the wind and snow, Zhou Liyuan looked solemn and clenched the long knife behind his back.

"I don't know which senior has how Yaxing eavesdropped on the conversation between our senior brothers. ”

"Boy, don't provoke me with words, when the old man practiced martial arts, your kid hadn't been born yet. ”

As he spoke, a white-haired old man in sackcloth walked into the room, and behind the old man, a man in an inner robe stood behind him.

"Why don't you believe it?" Gu Kaizhi looked at Zhou Liyuan and Ding Yixiu's somewhat puzzled eyes, and laughed shamefully, "The old man stands here and lets you make a knife, as long as the old man takes a step back, then the old man turns around and leaves, how about it." ”

Ding Yixiu was silent for a moment, stepped out, hugged his fists at Gu Kaizhi and said, "Dare to ask who is the surname of the senior?"

Gu Kaizhi spoke slowly, and his momentum soared into the sky, "Old man Gu Kaizhi." ”

Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan were both shocked and speechless.

Thirty years ago, when Li Taibai first came out of the rivers and lakes, he set off a trend of practicing swordsmanship, and Liu Qing, a sword master like a mountain, was very dissatisfied with this, so the sword disputes on the rivers and lakes began. But when the battle for swords on the rivers and lakes was at its most intense, there was an old man who didn't use any weapons, just relied on a pair of fists, entered the Northern Qi alone, singled out all the top ten masters in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and none of them were defeated, and then returned to Daming safely, and for a time the whole world knew about this old man, Gu Kaizhi.

Wu Yong, who was standing behind him, looked at the environment here, it was really bad to the extreme, if it wasn't for this cheap master who brought him here, he might not have entered this ghost place for the rest of his life, even when he and Wang Yi fled for their lives, there was no worse environment than this.

Ding Yixiu looked at Gu Kaizhi and asked, "I don't know what the seniors are doing here?"