The emperor was in the imperial study until late at night, and a little eunuch had just added a brazier, and since the heavy snow overnight, it was much colder everywhere.

He dismissed all the eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting on the side, and even the chief steward had just gone out to the imperial dining room to get bird's nest porridge in person.

Suddenly felt that his eyes were a little inexplicably sour, and after the emperor reviewed the last fold on his hand, he put it aside, rubbed his eyes with his hand, and when he opened it, he saw a piece of paper on the imperial case, on which two names were written.

Zhao Xuan...... Zhao Ying......"

The emperor read it out unconsciously, and his voice was very long.

He looked up slightly, and although there was no snow outside, the howling wind was still blowing the snowflakes and flying all over the sky.

He didn't hesitate any longer, took out a pen, dipped it lightly in the ground inkstone, and then ticked a stroke under Zhao Xuan's name.

The paper was left on the table in the imperial study, but the emperor had already gotten up, and he did hesitate about the two teenagers before, but now the court situation has been very different from before, so the choice will naturally come out.

He knew that Zhao Ying had always been friendly with the military generals of the DPRK and China, and what he supported in his heart was to start another war with the Jin State, when Yue Fei was imprisoned, he knelt outside the hall for a long time, and later he only punished himself, and did not plan to really punish the crime, but just last night, he actually went out against the decree and planned to rescue Yue Fei with Han Shizhong and others, which was different.

The emperor walked to the door of the imperial study with his hands in his hands, he had been sitting for too long, he wanted to breathe in the outside air and look at the snow.

However, the wind outside suddenly became much stronger, and before I knew it, I entered the temple and blew out all the candles in the imperial study.

The darkness under the silence makes the heart unpredictable.

The emperor subconsciously hugged the coat on his body, and at that moment, his heart suddenly tightened for some reason, and he suddenly turned around, and what he saw was also the nothingness in the darkness.

In the middle of the night, the darkness that suddenly came, as if an invisible hand reached out and grabbed the emperor's heart fiercely.

He was shocked into a cold sweat, where did he still have the heart to look at the snow outside, and immediately shouted: "Grandpa Sa ......"

In the panic, he called out the name of the old man who had been with him for many years, but this time it seemed unexpected, Grandpa Sa did not stay outside as before, and immediately trotted in front of him as soon as he called.

There was a faint echo in the voice, but there was no answer.

At this time, there was a sudden screeching sound, as if it was made after a metal object collided.

The emperor couldn't help but look up in the direction of the imperial case, just a glance, his heart began to tremble in fright.

There seemed to be a person sitting on the dragon chair behind the royal case, but it was completely dark, and he could only see a figure, and that person seemed to have stretched out a hand and slowly put something in front of him.

"Zhao Gou ......"

Just as he was nervous and flustered, the man suddenly spoke.

With only two words, his voice was old but incomparably majestic, with a sense of extreme power, and as an emperor, it was hard for him to imagine that there were people in this world who could show such majesty just by speaking.

Although he was extremely frightened at the moment, he didn't know why, but he couldn't help but walk forward, towards the man in the dark, and there seemed to be a special magic in the voice, pulling him as the emperor of the world, like a child about to be trained.

"You...... Who are you......" he asked in a trembling voice.

The old voice seemed to be laughing, I don't know if he was laughing at his weak appearance at the moment or laughing at something, the emperor suddenly felt in his heart

A sense of anger rose.

"After sitting on this throne for a long time, I am probably about to forget the ancestral teachings passed down by the Zhao family, right?" the voice did not answer his words, but asked calmly and majestically.

Then one hand pushed the thing on the imperial case forward, and the thing with the thickness of his forearm almost pressed against the emperor's chest, but he didn't retreat.

The emperor looked down for a long time, and his body suddenly began to tremble violently, and what he saw in front of him at this moment made him can't help but fly out of the sky.

His hand trembled and grasped the object in front of him, and the metallic feeling of cool silk came from above, and the carving that coiled up was like a golden dragon with five sharp claws stretched out and looking down on the common people.

Suddenly, his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees.

As an emperor, he has experienced countless tragic scenes, although his heart is fragile, but he thinks that there is still some blood, but at this moment he really knelt down.

"Too ...... Taizu ...... Coiling dragon sticks ......"

"I can't believe you can recognize this coiling dragon stick just by touching it a few times, not bad, not bad......" The man seemed to praise, but the words were still so simple.

"The world knows that Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, was the road to unify the world and establish the Great Song Dynasty after the Chen Qiao Mutiny...... But after his funeral, this dragon stick disappeared without a trace, am I right?"

The emperor raised his head in disbelief and looked at the man on the throne, trying to see what he looked like, but there seemed to be only a dark shadow sitting there, and he couldn't see his appearance at all.

The words that that person said at this moment were the most secret history of the Zhao royal family, and apart from the people who inherited the throne in previous generations, even other princes rarely knew about it.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly remembered what his father Song Huizong had said by chance after he was a little distracted.

"When Taizu died violently, he left an ancestral precept to tell future generations that no matter who he is, as long as he sees the coiling dragon stick, he will be like he is there!"

"It seems that you also remembered the legacy of Taizu back then, so ......"

"Will you comply?"

A powerful coercion spread to the emperor along the sound of Huanghuang, and he felt that the formless and substantiated voice pressed him so that he couldn't even lift his head, so his heart couldn't help but dim for a while, and then he bowed respectfully: "The descendants of the future generations Zhao Gou will follow the instructions of Taizu......"

When he looked up, it felt as if a shadow had passed by.

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The emperor stood in front of the door of the imperial study, and his eyes were as bright as day in the heavy snow outside.

He was holding a half-cut dragon stick in one hand, and a piece of paper in the other, and the two names were still on it, but at this moment, the hook he originally drew under Zhao Xuan's name actually had one more stroke.

Just because of this extra stroke, Zhao Xuan's name has changed from being selected to being crossed out, which is not a big change, as small as determining the future of one person, and as big as affecting the entire Great Song Dynasty for decades.

He still couldn't figure out what kind of person would suddenly appear in this strict forbidden palace, and he hadn't alarmed a single soldier outside, obviously that person had excellent martial arts, but how could a person with high martial arts skills bring a Taizu weapon that had disappeared for more than a hundred years to affect the inheritance of his Zhao family? Could it really be that he was just for that thin young man Zhao Jin?

Or are the four major sects that have always been outside the world already planning to go down the mountain to influence the pattern of the world?

Everything has become a mysterious secret, as an emperor, he may never tell anyone what happened tonight in his life, but

Whenever he grabbed the half-cut dragon stick, he would clearly remember that he had promised to follow the instructions of Taizu.

That night, Gonggong Sa who went to the imperial dining room to get the simmered bird's nest porridge never appeared, and even the next day he searched the palace but did not find his figure.

It wasn't until that afternoon three days later that an old palace maid who went to clean the courtyard in the cold palace found the chief eunuch Sa Gonggong, and at that time he was already a cold corpse.

Gonggong Sa was hung under the big tree in the courtyard of the Youlan Palace of the Cold Palace, and his face was calm when he died, as if he had not struggled at all.

It's just that his eyes never closed, and there seemed to be indescribable shock in his eyes.

Soon after, the emperor issued an edict, not only contacted Zhao Ying to ban, but also became the king of Pu'an County, added the inspection of the school and the major protection, and served as the envoy of Changdejie.

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A carriage, not flashy, but it looks very warm.

"Miss, are we really going to leave like this? will never return to Lin'an again?" The voice was very fast and crisp, like a little swallow chirping.

"Hmm...... Not coming back......" The woman's voice was more mature and gentle.

"Shall we ...... Where are you going?"

"No matter where you go, it's good to get out of here......"

Outside the carriage, a little monk was running in the snow, chasing a little girl who was not big, the little girl's short little feet were a little difficult to trek in the snow, but she was obviously very excited, and kept running, if it wasn't for the little monk deliberately slowing down, I'm afraid she would have chased her a long time ago.

The carriage is talking to Ruan Hongyu and Fluttershy's master and servant, and playing in the snow is naturally Kill and Xiaolai.

A man sat on a snow beam in the distance, and the rusted iron sword was stuck in front of him, and he looked at the sky in the distance, and for a moment he was distracted.

"Lao Ye, Lao Ye, come and save me......" Xiao Lai's voice came to ask for help.

Ye Zhiqiu naturally heard that it was Xiaolai's voice, and it was not like she was asking for help when she was in danger, but she just needed someone to help her in the "game".

He just smiled, stood up, pulled his sword out of the snow, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the carriage, and his eyes were instantly filled with warmth.

Although Ruan Hongyu only regarded him as a father when he was a child, as long as he could follow her, he would be willing to wander the world, not to mention that he believed that the beautiful and gentle woman was by no means a piece of cold ice.

He looked up and smiled, and walked towards the place where Xiaolai was fighting with the killers, stepping on the white snow, making a "creaking" sound.

Ye Zhiqiu walked in front of Kill and Xiao Lai, patted the remnant snow left by the snowball on Xiao Lai's head, Xiao Lai saw that the "backer" had arrived, and he was busy raising a ball of snow from the ground and throwing it towards Kill.

Perhaps it was because he saw the father and daughter standing together and aroused his heart, but Kill didn't dodge the snow ball thrown by Xiaolai, hit him on his bare head, and scattered it all over the ground.

Xiaolai couldn't help but feel a little lost when she saw that he didn't hide, but soon this loss turned into a kind pity, because at a young age, she could feel the changes in other people's hearts the most.

"What's wrong with you, why don't you hide, or I won't hide either, let you hit me once......"

Killing scratched his head, he lost interest in the game he was happy about just now, and said with a bitter face: "I miss Luobei a little!"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the killing, then looked sideways into the distance, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he will definitely be fine, as long as he can leave that place of right and wrong unharmed, no matter how far the world goes, we will always meet again one day!"

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