When the snow fell at night, the city fell silent.

The excitement of the winter solstice turned into thousands of lights at this time, and the aroma of dumplings of various colors wafted in the air of the upper capital.

The door to the imperial study opened again, and the small pilgrimage meeting finally dispersed.

Accompanied by the eunuchs with umbrellas, one by one, the important ministers of Dayan stepped on the snow on the ground and went to the outside of the palace, and eventually they would merge into the lights of these ten thousand homes.

In front of the door of the imperial study, three figures stood side by side, looking at the snowflakes flying under the lights of the Maze Palace, silent to each other.

Ji Wu sighed softly, "When people go to the empty building, everyone in the world says that the emperor is good, how can you know that the people are happy." ”

As an emperor, he is destined to be alone. Therefore, his greatest preference is to convene important ministers in the court to discuss national policies, and when the same policies that are beneficial to the country are discussed, he will be happy in his heart, even if he is out of breath due to the mountains of songs, he is still mentally and physically satisfied.

He is not afraid of being tired, but he is afraid that the country will not be able to achieve its perfection.

Chen Songfeng chuckled and said: "Your Majesty is a mortal **, no matter how big your wish is, you still need to rest, the night is getting deeper, it is not wise to accompany us." It's better to hurry back to the harem to accompany the queen to eat dumplings, rest early, and tomorrow's court meeting, you can't do without Your Majesty. ”

Ji Wu smiled dumbly.

Chen Songfeng is right, these two people around him are immortals who eat and drink, they don't eat, drink or sleep, and they will be fine for ten days and a half months, but he can't, he can't eat a meal and get hungry and panic, and if he doesn't sleep for three days, half his life will go.

Then he sighed: "Mr. Chen, the emperor really can't practice?"

Chen Songfeng knew that Ji Wu wanted to have this physique and energy beyond ordinary people, so that he could handle national politics, not really want to pursue immortality. But he still shook his head and said: "When Your Majesty sacrifices to the heavens to inherit the throne and holds the jade seal in his hand, he has already cut off the path of cultivation. In fact, His Majesty might as well practice martial arts to strengthen his body, and being a martial artist is better than practicing qi. ”

Ji Wu shook his head when he heard this, "I still understand the principle of practicing martial arts as soon as possible, with my current body practicing martial arts, it is estimated that I can barely strengthen my body as Mr. Chen said, besides, I don't have so much time to practice boxing." ”

Chen Songfeng just smiled and didn't say anything.

Heaven and earth have rules, some can be broken, and some cannot be crossed at all.

Ning Baifeng listened to the conversation between the two people, he didn't have much feeling, and when he saw that he was about to fall into silence again, he asked softly, "Your Majesty, where is Yuantai?"

Ji Wu smiled bitterly, "Yuan Zhenshou ...... In the Ouchi sake cellar behind the Imperial Dining Room. ”

He really didn't know what to say about this town guard who proposed to erect a statue and set up a formation in the capital.

The palace wine cellar was empty again and again, and even the price of Shangdu wine increased by 30%.

Ning Baifeng knew that this was the case as soon as he guessed, "Your Majesty, go back and rest earlier, just find someone to take me to him." ”

He's going to ask this bastard what he's trying to do.

Ji Wu immediately stopped him and said: "The Holy Master still goes to Xining Hall to rest, I asked Yuan Zhenshou to summon the past, tomorrow I still need the Holy Master and the Master of Chen Courtyard to come to the early court, you can go to Xining Hall now to try on the Holy Master's robe to see if it fits." ”

Regarding the matter of the early dynasty, it was also mentioned at the small court meeting just now, Ning Baifeng thought about it and felt a little novel, so he agreed, but he didn't think of the question about clothes.

I have been wearing this white python dragon robe for many years, and I have long been used to it, so I still need to care about what clothes to wear on what occasion.

But seeing Ji Wu's expectant eyes, he still nodded, "It's okay, then trouble Your Majesty to call Yuantai over." ”

Ji Wu immediately called the old eunuch behind him and asked him to arrange for someone to summon Yuan Tai,

By the way, let the old eunuch personally send the holy master to the Xining Temple.

Chen Songfeng said softly: "I will do it for you when you go to Xining Hall to lead the way, by the way, talk about some things, it's late at night, Your Majesty should go back early to rest." ”

Ji Wu glanced at the two of them, knowing that it was very likely that he wanted to talk about the unpleasant incident just now.

He thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Then trouble Courtyard Master Chen." ”

Subsequently, Ji Wu asked the old eunuch to drive back to the Ganlu Hall of the harem.

Leaving Ning Baifeng and Chen Songfeng standing in front of the imperial study, they didn't worry about anything at all, and they didn't mean to treat these two people as outsiders.

Chen Songfeng looked at Ji Wu's distant back, and sighed lightly: "With this emperor, the blessing of Dayan." ”

Ning Baifeng didn't say much, watched Ji Wu's figure disappear into the corner of the palace wall, walked out, and walked a few steps, but found that no one around him followed.

He stood in the snow, looked back at the Confucian scholar, frowned slightly, and said, "I didn't say that I was going to Xining Palace, why didn't I go?"

Chen Songfeng stretched out his hand and pointed in the other direction, "Xining Hall is over there." ”

Ning Baifeng's face froze, and he went the other way.

Chen Songfeng turned around and walked over there.

Ning Baifeng could only step forward to keep up.

The two of them stepped on the ground with snow and squeaked, making it seem that the snowy night was quiet.

Chen Songfeng glanced up at the snow in the sky, and said softly: "It is indeed my fault to calculate you, when I discussed this matter with His Majesty, he did not agree, it was I who insisted on going your own way, so that you and Xue Zhi had a conflict." ”

After the discussion of the national policy in the imperial study, the anger in Ning Baifeng's heart has eased a lot, but he is still a little unhappy, "Tell me the reason!"

Chen Songfeng glanced back at him and said, "The purpose of doing this is actually for your own good." ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily.

You're calculating me, and it's for my own sake?

This shameless face is even more disgusting.

Ning Baifeng immediately stopped, stood in the snow, and looked at the middle-aged Confucian coldly.

Even if he can't beat the other party, he will definitely not let him have a good time!

Chen Songfeng didn't hear the footsteps beside him, looked back at the young man in white, touched the eyes that were colder than Feixue, and immediately understood that he had said something wrong, he explained: "The matter of luck is too ethereal, and the people who know and believe will only be a few after all." Even though it was Yuan Tai and the emperor who erected a statue for you, and I came to teach and lecture for you, I couldn't show your luck in reality after all, even if you were respected as a holy teacher, there were very few people who could convince people. ”

Ning Baifeng didn't speak, but the coldness in his eyes dissipated for a few minutes.

What the other party said is not unreasonable, just like what Xue Zhi said in the imperial study before, the battle record obtained by the sergeant and soldier in the bloody struggle cannot be weakened simply because of a word of luck.

Believing in the Holy Master and luck will only be a minority after all.

Chen Songfeng continued: "Therefore, if you want to put your name as a holy master into practice, you need to pass on your Confucian gentleman's sword path in Shangdu, and these are not enough, because no one knows your strength, even if you put your sword path in front of everyone, it is only in vain, so I thought that instead of deliberately, it is better to push the boat down the river, let you fight with Xue Zhi, and let you really become famous in the world." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at him quietly and said calmly: "So, even if I didn't have a conflict with Xue Zhi when I came up, you would let people fight with me?"

Chen Songfeng nodded, "If there is no suitable candidate, I will take action myself." ”

Ning Baifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Xue Zhi is very suitable?"

Chen Songfeng nodded and said: "Xue Zhi, as his name suggests, has a straightforward and cheerful temperament, if he is just competing with the enemy, he is an extremely suitable person."

Choose. ”

Ning Baifeng didn't say anything more, but the coldness in his eyes had disappeared.

Immediately, he stepped forward calmly and said, "You can tell me these things directly, there is no need to hide them like this, it is easy for people to misunderstand." ”

Chen Songfeng smiled bitterly and continued to walk forward, "Saying it will only make things deliberate, after all, I am not the only smart person in the world." ”

Snowflakes poured in, leaving on the shoulders of the two who continued to walk.

Ning Baifeng was silent for a while, and said: "But Xue Zhi is already comparable to the Yuanying Realm, he is too strong, even if he presses the realm, his military cultivation and physique cannot be changed." ”

Chen Songfeng laughed, "If you are not strong enough, then how can you embody your gentleman's swordsmanship, it is not my goal to show off, showing your strongest side in front of countless people is what I want." ”

Ning Baifeng's eyes jumped slightly, and he said, "So the location of the competition is on the east city wall, just for everyone to see?"

Chen Songfeng smiled and nodded, "Not only that, tomorrow at the court meeting, Your Majesty will announce this matter in public, so that many people will know, and when the day comes, it is estimated that there will be a lot of people who will come to visit." ”

Ning Baifeng paused.

He suddenly remembered Ji Wu's expression when he played the round before, it seemed that he was instructed by Chen Songfeng, it can be said that Ji Wu knows more than him, but he, the client, has been kept in the dark.

Chen Songfeng sighed and said, "This is the last time. Later, what do you say, what do I do. ”

The meaning of this sigh is very complex, there is unwillingness, melancholy, emotion, and resignation relief, as well as a trace of hope for the future.

Ning Baifeng had never seen a sentence, and an exclamation would contain so many complex emotions.

But looking at Chen Songfeng's demeanor, he somewhat understood the reason why the other party did these things.

After walking for a long time, Ning Baifeng said softly, "Let Mr. Chen bother." ”

Chen Songfeng stopped, stood in place, turned to look at him, and said with a smile: "My avenue lies in your achievements, don't think about it, in the future, where your sword is, I will follow!"

Under the warm palace lamp, two figures stood in the night snow, empty and poignant.

But the warmth from the light of the palace lamp circulated between the two.

Ning Baifeng looked at this middle-aged Confucian scholar quietly, and after a long time, he solemnly performed the Confucian courtesy.

The same is true for Chen Songfeng.

Heart-to-heart matters are all in plain sight.

Straightening up, Ning Baifeng smiled and said, "That's it, Mr. Chen should go back and rest early." ”

Not far to the right of the palace lamp, a magnificent hall is hidden in the snowy night. Under the huge lantern, the gold lacquer plaque on the temple door shines brightly, and it can always be seen clearly at night.

The Xining Hall has arrived.

Chen Songfeng glanced at Xining Palace, then his eyes fell on the young man in white, and then pointed to the wine jug on his waist and smiled: "It's cold, don't you invite me to drink wine to warm up?"

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and picked the pot between the flowers and handed it over.

The water is cold and the wine warms the heart.

Chen Songfeng drank the wine happily, turned around and strode away, and the snowflakes flew into the air and went to Donglai Mountain outside the palace.

Ning Baifeng stood under the palace lamp, watching the figure disappear, silent.

Quietly, a voice sounded from behind.

"Young master, don't worry about it, this is the last time he can be in the palace to control the sky, and the next time he dares to do this, he will lie in bed for half a year even if he doesn't die!"

Ning Baifeng followed the prestige.

A hunchbacked old man staggered over with a wine jar.