Qingyuan National Capital, Daming Palace, the newly appointed emperor Li Shichang is playing the criticism by the lamplight, Mr. Mu Hua is sitting next to him, and there is a scholar named Su Changjing next to him.

After Mr. Bai Muhua became a teacher, this scholar, who was originally a painter, has a very different bearing from the past, and the most intuitive embodiment is that he has now become a cultivator, and his realm is not high, but he is only practicing in the second realm.

But it is also very extraordinary, usually the monk's qualifications are slightly better, there are famous teachers to teach, the exercises are excellent, and it takes four or five years to step into the first realm of cultivation, and Su Changjing only took a little more than three years to enter the second realm, even if it is in the Confucian school where there are many geniuses in reading, it can be a good voice, if it meets the eyes of a certain gentleman, maybe you can learn some unique truths of a gentleman.

Mr. Mu Hua took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and tasted it leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, the words blurted out: "Changjing, how many swordsmen and sword cultivators are still in Qingyuan now?"

Su Changjing raised his head from the book in his hand, thought about it slightly, and quickly spoke: "Originally, according to Lei Future, there were only a dozen of them still there, but recently, there was a new batch from nowhere, there were hundreds of people, and there were also sword cultivators, although the realm was not high, but it was extremely difficult, and the officers and soldiers who went to arrest were killed and injured. ”

He paused and asked, "Sir, why don't those monks of the Three Sects go and want to kill my people in Qingyuan?"

Mr. Mu Hua said softly: " The monks of the three sects want to exterminate the Qingyuan Sword Sect, it is not in these sword cultivators at all, but the Sword Sect, they plan to force the desperate swordsmen to go to the Sword Sect, and see how the people of the Sword Sect deal with it, if they accept people to go up, then the hidden shadows will stir up the wind and clouds, and under the internal and external attacks, the Sword Sect will be greatly damaged even if it is not destroyed, so the Three Sects will kill some and release some, the original plan is so, but I didn't expect the sect master Yang Yi to see the situation so decisively, and he sealed the mountain without saying anything, and also killed the secret son, worthy of the second in the world, it is really good。 ”

"As for the hundreds of swordsmen and sword cultivators you mentioned, if my guess is correct, they should come out from under the Sword Sect Mountain. Mr. Mu Hua paused, and said softly: "Don't meddle in this matter, a hundred poisonous insects, death is not stiff, not to mention that the sword immortal is still there, no one knows what that person's mind is, just wait for the three sect monks to make a move." ”

Su Changjing nodded lightly, thinking about the truth passed on to him in the illusion, thoughtfully, maybe the key to all this is not the Sword Sect, although the mountain protection array is powerful, it can only block a saint's blow, and it can be broken with a little force, if those high-ranking saints are really determined to exterminate the Sword Sect, they will never drag it out until now, but will come in person, no matter what the big array is or what is the second sword in the world, it will be in vain in front of the saint after all, but the situation has reached this state, the saint still has not made a move, I am afraid that he is afraid of the sword immortal, afraid that when he appears, there will be a sword to slash, and this saint who can block the sword immortal's sword in this world, perhaps, but also seriously injured.

And the serious injury of the saint is all not a good thing, and there are too many people in the three religions who want to become holy.

Killing the saint and becoming holy, there are also many people who think about it.

Mr. Mu Hua put down the teacup he had been holding in his hand, stood up from the table, walked to the emperor, took a book that had just been corrected and flipped through it, and when he put it down, his face was a little helpless, looking at the emperor who was a little overwhelmed, and sighed slightly.

This emperor, maybe it's okay to be a virtuous king, but now as the head of a country, his talent is slightly inferior, and maybe the eldest prince who was demoted to a commoner is much better than him.

Mr. Mu Hua's face was a little helpless, he took a book again, the more he looked at it, the more helpless he felt, and when he saw the sixth book, the helpless thing was already full of benefits, he shook his head and said softly: "Your Majesty, the fold is the foundation of a country, and the report is the matter of this 10,000-mile territory, how can it be such a child's play, you as the emperor, this 10,000-mile territory is yours, you have to think twice before deciding, just now these six books, there are asking for money and collecting troops, and there are cross-border conquests against enemy countries, and Your Majesty, you are all accurate, the emperor's art that I taught you before is it my vain teaching?" ”

Emperor Li Shichang opened his mouth, did not confide half a word, just now this remark, he was speechless, when he was still the prince, he thought about what it was like to be the emperor, thinking about the thousands of people in the territory, life and death are all in his hands, thinking about waking up to control the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of the beauty, but when he really became the emperor, he found that imagination can only be imagination, after sitting in this position, not only do you have to listen to the broken thoughts of the civil and military officials one day at a time, but also have to pretend to be happy, and if you are slightly distracted, you will be blamed by the officials, and you will hold a belly of anger in your heart, but there is nowhere to vent, not only that, he also needs to get up early and be greedy for darkness to criticize and play, up to a thousand copies a day, even if he just took a cursory glance like he just now, it would take a few hours to get thousands of copies down.

Being an emperor is not easy.

Li Shichang lowered his head and didn't look at Mr. Mu Hua, even if he was now the emperor, he was afraid of Mr. Mu Hua, he knew where he came from in the position of emperor, and whether he could continue to sit down, not to see how he did in the position of emperor, but to see what this gentleman meant.

He, the emperor, is the lord of a country if he says it well, and he is a puppet if he says it badly.

Mr. Mu Hua picked up a brush from the case, spread out the six books one by one, and changed them one by one, and let the emperor take a good look at them after the changes.

Li Shichang said softly: "Thank you Mr. for your teachings, and the students are grateful." ”

Mr. Mu Hua hummed, handed the brush to Li Shimin, and walked out of the hall with Su Changjing.

Li Shichang held a brush stained with cinnabar red ink in his hand, looked down at the folds, and refused to put down the pen for a long time, and when he put down the brush and raised his head, his face became ugly.

Wave your sleeves and sweep down the case.

On this empty hall, he paced back and forth, kicking over a few ornaments from time to time.

When there was nothing to start, he stood in front of the table, looked at the mess on the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "I am the emperor, the lord of the world in Qingyuan......

Outside the hall, Mr. Muhua stretched out his hand to pick a branch of osmanthus planted outside the hall, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then sighed softly.

Su Changjing was a little puzzled and asked why, while Mr. Mu Hua said softly: "I haven't experienced the wind and snow, and now I am still immature, which is a little different from what I expected." ”

Su Changjing was delicate, and soon understood the meaning, and he said softly: "Sir, Your Majesty is a young man after all......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Mu Hua with a smile.

"Then when he grows up, it's just a little longer. ”

Su Changjing was speechless, but he also reached out and picked an osmanthus flower, also put it under his nose and smelled it, and didn't feel anything wrong.

When he looked up at Mr. Mu Hua, he found that the two were already a little far away, and he gently threw down the osmanthus branch and trotted towards Mr. Mu Hua.

Sir, etc students.

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Qingyuan border mountain and river pass.

Because of the edict issued by Li Shichang, it is strictly forbidden everywhere at the border, regardless of whether the people of Qingyuan or not, whether there is an imperial order or not, they are not allowed to leave Shanhe Pass.

In one of the inns, with green pines planted outside the door, it was full of many people, old and young, men and women, all carrying swords.

If the rest of the guests came in from outside, they would definitely be surprised that there were as many as a hundred swordsmen inside.

Bai Lao was bandaging the injured swordsman, and Gu Tie was standing next to him with a gloomy expression.

After leaving from the foot of Jianzong Mountain, there were originally more than 400 swordsmen, because of repeated pursuit and fighting, the personnel shrank sharply, and now only these 100 broke through the siege and fled to this mountain and river pass, wanting to leave Qingyuan and flee to the distant Fengguo.

The Wind Country is a small country, and the wind of the rivers and lakes is extremely heavy, so the monks of the Three Sects do not pay attention to it, and the reason why they chose the Wind Country is that the emperor is surnamed Deng, who is Deng Chunyao's nephew.

They originally wanted to leave Shanhe Pass last night, and even the route had been planned, but the general guarding the gate guarded the city gate, supplemented by archers and cavalry, and forcibly stopped them here.

After Gu Tie walked back and forth for a while, he suddenly stopped, raised the big sword of the door panel called Jumu in his hand, and bit it: "Bai Lao, it's better for us to fight with him, and if we stay here any longer, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Bai Lao tightly wrapped the wound with a white cloth, and after tying the knot, he said calmly: "How to fight, there are three thousand sword soldiers defending the city, and we only have a hundred, although you and I are sword cultivators, we will fight against one hundred, but how many can we deal with, but only a thousand people, and now what we can do is only wait." ”

Gu Tie was confused, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you waiting for?"

Bai Lao said calmly: "Naturally, you are waiting for sword cultivation, is it possible to wait for the three sect cultivators?"

Gu Tie opened his mouth and swallowed the words he was about to say, thinking that he hadn't even encountered a ghost along the way, either a chasing soldier or a monk of the Three Sects, how could there be a sword cultivator.

The two were speechless, and the inn was immersed for a while.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a young man with a sword came in from outside the door, and he was not surprised to see the full swordsmen, he walked straight up to Bai Lao, and said softly: "Sword cultivator Xie Qinghuan, I have seen Bai Lao, the sect master has already told me in a secret method, I will take you out at this time tonight." ”

Bai Lao nodded, stood up, and said softly: "Then all of our net worth and life are entrusted to Your Excellency, please accept my gift." ”

When the words fell, Bai Lao bent down to worship, but before he could bend down, he was held up by Xie Qinghuan.

Xie Qinghuan said seriously: "As fellow kendo disciples, they should help each other, there is no need to entangle etiquette, and it is the best gift for you to spread kendo after you go out." ”

Gu Tie stood aside and looked at Xie Qinghuan, his face was full of suspicion, how could it be that they were in trouble, and a sword cultivator who could take them away suddenly appeared, saying that it was a coincidence, it might not be too much of a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Gu Tie opened his mouth and said, "Your Excellency is really sure to take us away, didn't you ask us to send us to the wolf's den?"

Xie Qinghuan frowned, and just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, he was preempted by Bai Lao, who looked at Gu Tie quietly, and said seriously: "This is a disciple of the Sword Sect, arranged by Sect Master Yang, the authenticity naturally does not need you to doubt, otherwise do you think we can go all the way to Shanhe Pass? ”

Gu Tie was shocked, although he was reckless in his brain, he was not stupid, he naturally knew what the consequences would be if he stayed here alone, if he stayed alone in Shanhe Pass, not to mention the monks of the three sects, the mountain and wild cultivation in the pass would be enough for him to eat a pot.

The sword cultivation has a rich reward, and it is difficult not to make people tempted.

What's more, Bai Lao's majesty is deeply ingrained in his heart, and he has always taken care of him a lot, even if he is half of his teacher, Bai Lao opened his mouth, how dare he be stubborn.

I could only lower my head and muttered a few words of apology, which could be regarded as an apology to Xie Qinghuan.

Fortunately, Xie Qinghuan is not a person with a small belly, so he smiled lightly and revealed this matter.

At this time, it was already unitary time, and there were still three hours left before midnight, Xie Qinghuan thought about it, and called Bai Lao and told him that the food and wine in the restaurant could be taken casually.

When he learned that Qingyuan had captured and killed the swordsman, Xie Qinghuan reacted early and sent his uncle and wife out of Shanhe Pass and to Liguo.

Therefore, he is considered to have nothing to do, and this is why he will come to help these swordsmen.

After you have eaten and drunk.

Xie Qinghuan sat on the roof, estimating the time, and at the same time looking at the officers and soldiers who were quietly gathering to defend the city, without much touch.

Since he guaranteed that he could take people out, then these officers and soldiers have nothing to fear.

Time passed slowly, and soon the time was approaching.

Officers and soldiers have already drained the water around this alley.

The sword is unsheathed and the bow and arrow are ready.

Xie Qinghuan stood up from the roof, the white dew sword appeared in his hand, he chuckled, jumped off the roof, and a sword qi surged out.

is completely different from three years ago, and now he is already in the realm of refining the law.

One against a thousand, not a problem.

He stood in front of the officers and soldiers and chuckled, "Get out of the way." ”

As his words fell, the hundreds of swordsmen hidden in the inn surged out, and under the leadership of Bai Lao and other sword cultivators, they formed a sword formation like a forest.

Murderous looming!