Early risers began to rise in the city, and liquor stores had opened their doors.

Xiao Er yawned and saw the middle-aged man with his back to the door, and didn't dare to go up to talk, as if he couldn't see it, he returned to the store and continued to nap, because the man was tall, so he didn't see an old man in white sitting opposite the middle-aged man.

When I went back to the house, I didn't forget to whisper that I was really a stupid big man, and I didn't feel tired to sit there all day long.

The two naturally heard the whispered muttering, a smile appeared on the corner of Bi Siqian's mouth, and he tried his best not to laugh and said: "Good intentions will never be rewarded, and the future of the commander is bright, so you should think about it." ”

"Are you still in business?" the man asked, looking up.

This sentence is clearly an eviction order, but it is slightly more obscure.

But Bi Siqian can still be cheeky to understand this sentence more obscurely, so obscure that this is no longer an eviction order.

After coming back to his senses, he struggled to convince himself in his heart to treat this sentence as just a simple question, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "There is one more thing." It is rumored that Ji Dongli has recently obtained a sword of heaven. ”

The morning light pierced through the bare trees overhead, piercing through the branches and piercing the tabletop, although there was an obstacle, but it seemed unstoppable.

The man looked down at the shredded sunlight on the table and said, "Human weapons." ”

Lord Sword Saint has obtained a Heavenly Sword, this news is enough to make all cultivators in the world terrified, and Shangwu City, where Ji Dongli is located, has even faintly become the most impregnable city in the world.

What's more, this matter is no longer just a matter between cultivators, which means that the situation of mutual checks and balances between the four great powers may be broken, and the situation of peaceful coexistence between the eleven countries does not know how long it can be maintained.

Next, not only Wangshulou will make a move, many people are also thinking about what action South Vietnam will make, and more people are even thinking about what the new monarch of the Dachang Dynasty will do when he succeeds to the throne.

Of the four major powers, only the Eastern Tang Dynasty has always been silent.

"There are only five swords of heaven in the world. Wen Yue has been looking at Shulou since hundreds of years ago, although I don't know who is in charge of the broken stars, but it should still be in my Dachang territory, the big river is in the hands of Qinglian, and it is unlikely that these three swords will be captured even if Ji Dongli wants to seize them. Then there are only two left. ”

"So Your Majesty suspects that what Ji Dongli got is very likely the sword of the Son of Heaven that I Dachang is missing. ”

"When the first emperor traveled, you and I have seen the extremely sharp sword of the Son of Heaven, and after his death, the sword has disappeared, and the sword of the Son of Heaven in this dynasty has fallen into the hands of outsiders, which is undoubtedly a shame for me, so the second will of the new monarch to succeed to the throne is to find the sword throughout the country. ”

"That sword should be in Wangshu Tower. ”

Bi Siqian shook his head: "According to the intelligence of the Imperial Spirit Division, the Moon God did not carry a sword in his hand when he left my Dachang border, so that sword will not be in Wangshu Tower. ”

"What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Your Majesty means to send someone to Shangwu City to discuss with South Vietnam about the entrance test next spring, this discussion of the entrance test is just a pretense, and its real purpose is to let the Commander accompany him to invite Ji Dongli to use his sword. If that sword is really the sword of the Son of Heaven of this dynasty, then I Dachang must take it back at all costs. ”

"At the cost of going to war?"

"Don't hesitate to go to war!"

The middle-aged man slapped the table angrily and sneered and said: "Ridiculous! Not to mention that Shangwu City is the capital of South Vietnam, even if it is a border, how can the territory of other countries allow the generals of this dynasty to set foot in? Whether it is inviting Ji Dongli to take out his sword, or returning to the capital to receive a reward, I think Master Si Zheng is just to transfer me away." ”

Bi Siqian hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency, you must not think too much, the matter of the reward should have been obtained by the adult, how can you say that it is transferred? As for whether it is reasonable for the generals of this dynasty to enter Shangwu City, your lord does not have to worry. South Vietnam is afraid of water, and negotiations with other countries are very shallow, and my Dachang and South Vietnam don't even know each other's monarchs, so naturally no one will know that the commander of this dynasty has been to Shangwu City. ”

"Then how do you explain the invitation to Ji Dongli to take out the sword? Lord Si Zheng has also seen the sword of the Son of Heaven, why don't you let me guess again, Wangshulou's entrance test, I think Your Majesty will also let this commander accompany him on the grounds of protecting those new generation of strong men, right?"

Bi Siqian swallowed his saliva and said with some embarrassment: "That... I've seen that sword, but Ji Dongli came out with a sword, I'm afraid... So..."

Speaking of this, Bi Siqian stopped talking, although he didn't say it, but his meaning was obvious, hoping that the middle-aged man opposite could give him a step down.

What made Bi Siqian feel itchy was that the man opposite seemed to be pretending to be stupid, pretending not to understand what he meant at all, and even cast an inquiring glance at him.

The meaning is obvious: 'What are you afraid of, so what, don't want to leave without saying it clearly!'

On the other side, you can pretend to be stupid, but you can't pretend to be stupid, Bi Siqian's lips trembled and said, "So this matter can only be done by the commander." ”

"Lord Si Zheng is afraid that he is not worthy of Ji Dongli's sword?" The middle-aged man did not hide his ridicule at all, let alone give him another step.

......

Bi Siqian didn't know how to reply, because he knew that he was really not worthy of Ji Dongli's sword, but he was always embarrassed not to pat his thigh with an old face and praise loudly, "The commander is very capable!"

The autumn bird chirped and returned to its nest, seemingly satisfied with its harvest, in stark contrast to Bi Siqian's situation.

The silence at this time is tantamount to the best acquiescence, and it is tantamount to a heavy mockery.

No, it's not just a matter of ridicule.

It's an absolute humiliation!

The so-called is tolerable, which is unbearable!

But when Bi Siqian saw the pile of debris on the table opposite.

He... You can bear it!

The middle-aged man has never been the kind of person who cares, and humiliating Bi Siqian is completely because he thinks that the old fox in front of him is playing tricks with him.

If Bi Siqian directly stated that he would return to the capital from the beginning, then he would only say 'no return' at most, and he would not care too much, let alone take an old minister who had received the king's order, although he hated Bi Siqian, but he also knew how heavy the weight of this sentence was that the king's order was difficult to disobey.

But if someone thinks that he is the kind of person who can let others play with the applause, then the man will never leave him the slightest thin face.

If the middle-aged man is really just the kind of brave and unscrupulous, Emperor Zulong will not let him lead the most important Zhennan army for many years.

When Bi Siqian was thinking about how to find a crack in the ground to get into, the middle-aged man took the initiative to speak for the first time.

The middle-aged man stood up, looked farther south and said lightly: "This city is the closest small city to the border in Dachang, with a population of more than 1,000 people in the city, and the guards are weak. But this city has never been in war for a hundred years, dare to ask Lord Si Zheng, do you know why?"

"Because there is a ruler guarding the southern border. ”

The man shook his head: "Because there is a Zhennan army guarding the southern border. You can repair the book and tell Your Majesty that he should not move the idea of the Zhennan Army, and he should not have the idea of slaughtering the city! As for inviting Ji Dongli to take out his sword, or entering the building to try to accompany him, whether it is true or false, the commander should obey the king's orders. ”

Bi Siqian was amnesty, and hurriedly got up and saluted and then retreated, it was a wind under his feet, and he didn't want to stay in this kind of place for a moment.

Occasionally, I met a passing city-dweller, and I couldn't help but wonder why such an elderly man ran so fast.

But he didn't go out of the city, and after walking far, he leaned on the big tree beside the road with a gloomy face and gasped heavily, and covered his chest with his left hand to ensure that he was not spurted blood.

Suddenly, a snow-white steamed bun appeared in front of him, and he looked to the side along the hand holding the steamed bun, it was a short and fat man with a flat pole, and he couldn't help but be startled.

Zhang Sanru nodded at Bi Siqian with a sneer on his face, changing his previous rogue style.

Bi Siqian reprimanded with a gloomy old face: "Don't buy it!"

Zhang Sanru didn't care about the old man's attitude, took back the steamed bun, took a bite, and began to walk in the direction of Xicheng.

After his mood eased a little, Bi Siqian suddenly covered his stomach and shouted at the man: "Wait a while!"

Zhang Sanru didn't look back, as if he was angry, he bit the steamed bun as he walked, and said vaguely: "Today, I only sell this one steamed bun, and the old immortal gives you face, don't you want to buy it now?"

Bi Siqian was angry when he heard this, and he wanted to catch up with the man to teach him a lesson, but who knew that the man was far more familiar with the situation in the city than himself, and after running a long way, he got into an alley and never saw anyone again.

Bi Siqian sneered, and was about to have a seizure but suddenly remembered the man in the north of the city, and quickly reined in, he didn't think that he could escape under that man's hands if he was so close.

Then he looked ahead and didn't know what he thought, and then walked towards Xicheng.

Zhang Sanku kept panting in the alley, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and only after seeing that the old man was not moving, did he dare to turn around and pick up the shoe that ran away, and said fearfully: "Can you run so fast old man?"

Since he came to this city, Zhang Sanru has told himself that young people who are not impatient, cold young people, silent middle-aged people, and old people who run fast are the most unprovoked.

But now that it's clear that there are all in the city, what should I do?

I had to carry a flat pole in the south and east of the city.

......

The stout man in front of the tavern was silent.

He knew that whether it was inviting Ji Dongli to play his sword or accompanying him to participate in the entrance test, these things were just an excuse to transfer himself.

It was impossible for the Dachang Dynasty to allow a general in command of the Zhennan Army to go to Shangwu City to participate in the discussion, and the South Vietnamese would never allow it. Before he knew Wangshulou's motives, it was even more impossible to let himself, the strongest man in the martial arts of this dynasty, go to the West to take risks.

What Bi Siqian said was true, but it was impossible for him to do those things by himself.

He even thought that Bi Siqian had now gone to find another person from the capital with another letter.

The middle-aged man sat down, looked at the first letter carefully, and couldn't help but sigh when he remembered the picture on the bank of the Lubei River.

Lin Ping, but the protector could not make him return safely.

No one would blame him for this, because most people, including those courtiers, thought that Emperor Zulong was completely to blame, and even put a faint monarch on him.

But for Lin Pinggui, this is his biggest shame.

Just because the other party is the moon god, he can unconditionally pick up the gun and leave, without even looking back.

Thinking of the words that Emperor Zulong had said before his death, it seemed that from the moment he escorted the car out of the capital, the situation was already doomed, and the purpose of his entourage may never have been to protect Emperor Zulong.

Neither is the army that is hidden in the shadows, but what is the purpose of that army?