The young official was numb all the time when he walked out of the sycamore with the sword order that everyone in the world knew.

But what he thought about the most in his mind was not today's Ding Ning, the former Wang Jingmeng's cultivation and the purpose of returning to Changling, but the few words that Ding Ning said to him.

He stopped to look at the long mausoleum, which already had a city wall.

The shadow of the huge wall was like a dark cloud covering the houses near the city wall.

I don't know why, compared to the Changling Tomb, which had no city walls and was completely open, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and unaccustomed to it.

Behind closed doors, whose is this Changling?

In the minds of those people in the Bashan Sword Field back then, this Changling was not the exclusive possession of one person, but all Changling people.

The young official understood a little, he smiled bitterly, clenched the sword in his hand, and strode towards the official residence of the Terracotta Division.

This young official did not hide anything about Ding Ning's appearance, including every word he said when he met Ding Ning, and he explained it very clearly.

The young official was extremely reassured.

In his opinion, Ding Ning's safety has nothing to do with him next.

However, he didn't notice the faces of several high-ranking officials of the Soldiers and Horses Division present.

The reaction from these high-ranking officials was not violent.

Among them, the thoughts of the highest-ranking deputy chief were not even on the sword order in front of him.

It was impossible for this young official to know that he would never see this powerful person with a status much higher than him on weekdays, but what he was thinking about in his heart at this time was the imperial palace at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

What the deputy director was thinking about at this time was whether the news of this sword chief order and Ding Ning's return to Changling and his passage through the streets and alleys could be delivered to Emperor Yuanwu in that palace.

From the beginning of the battle between Emperor Yuanwu and Empress Zheng Sleeve, none of them were able to see Yuanwu.

However, the carriage carrying Zhao Gao traveled back and forth between Changling and the palace more frequently.

During this time, Emperor Yuanwu showed absolute trust in Zhao Gao more than once, and even several shadow guards around Yuanwu in the past began to protect Zhao Gao's safety.

If the princes in the palace can express different opinions, these officials still have the power to compete.

However, Fusu has long been imprisoned in the deep palace and cannot participate in political affairs.

As for Hu Hai, he relied on Zhao Gao more than Yuan Wu.

......

"Can the medicine be heavier and work faster?"

In the black dormitory, Emperor Yuanwu lowered his head and asked Zhao Gao, who was leaning over.

Zhao Gao said: "I will try my best, but if the drug is increased again, I am afraid that many officials in the DPRK and China will oppose it." ”

Emperor Yuanwu's voice suddenly froze: "No one dares to object." ”

Zhao Gao nodded, saluted and withdrew.

The carriage carrying Zhao Gao left Afang Palace and returned to Changling.

When the new Danfang medicinal materials were prepared by the Department of Internal Affairs, dozens of officials came to Hu Hai's palace together.

Zhao Gao and Hu Hai were talking in the study.

When these officials arrived at the door of the study, Zhao Gao and Hu Hai were still sitting opposite each other, I don't know what interesting things they were talking about, Hu Hai had a smile on his face, but when he saw these officials, his face was full of impatience.

One of the oldest officials stepped forward and expressed fierce objections, believing that several of the drugs in the Nadan recipe might have a very negative effect on Yuan Wu's future.

Zhao Gao listened quietly.

He didn't say anything, didn't get up, just nodded to the garden outside his study.

In the garden, there is a deer park.

In the deer park, there are two sika deer.

Zhao Gao looked at the elderly official and all the officials behind him, and lightly pointed to one of the sika deer, and said, "What is that?"

The elderly official was stunned, "Naturally, it's a deer." ”

Zhao Gao smiled coldly and said, "It's obviously a horse." ”

The elderly official and all the officials behind him froze, unable to react for a moment.

Zhao Gao turned his head and no longer looked at these officials, "I said that a horse is a horse.... As for your opinion, does it matter?"

The elderly official's lips trembled for a long time, and he couldn't speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

......

When these officials recognized some things again and left, Ding Ning sent the world's sword head order to fight Yuanwu, and the matter of Zhan Yuanwu had been like a gust of wind, quickly centering on Changling and sweeping towards the world.

Since the battle between Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, the streets and alleys of Changling, which seem to have become a little boring, have become enthusiastic again.

Everyone knew that Yuan Wu had been seriously injured.

However, today's Ding Ning said that he can choose any absolutely fair way to fight.

Even many people who don't know how to practice can come up with many ways to make duels very fair.

Everyone is looking forward to this battle between Yuan Wu and Ding Ning.

Especially the vast majority of people in Changling have witnessed the battle when Wang Jingmeng entered Changling more than ten years ago.

Now that Yuan Wu has broken through the Eight Realms, and Ding Ning can propose an absolutely fair battle, everyone begins to feel that Yuan Wu owes a fair duel with Ding Ning.

Just like the grievances between Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve were resolved in a war.

The grievances between Bashan Sword Field and Yuanwu in the past were resolved with such a battle.

Especially when the news of Bai Qi's successive attacks on the battlefield of Qin Qi came, all the Qin people began to feel that the major affairs in the world could already be solved with this battle.

So what are Yuan Wu waiting for?

It's like watching a play, watching a popular actor who wants to watch but doesn't appear for a long time.

Everyone is looking forward to it more and more, and it is becoming more and more eager.

"This Yuanwu is really not a thing...."

With the passage of time, one day in a tavern in Changling, a drinker who had drunk too much couldn't help but curse Yuan Wu.

Blatantly insulting the saint in Changling was absolutely unimaginable in the past.

However, this curse seems to be a spark that ignites the hayfield.

In just a few days, the voices of insulting Yuan Wu in the streets and alleys of Changling became more and more numerous.

......

It rained again in Changling.

The rain was heavy.

In the pouring rain, Zhao Gao's carriage left the palace.

However, this time, in Zhao Gao's carriage, there was no warm medicinal soup.

Zhao Gao's carriage slowly disappeared into the rain curtain and disappeared on the road from Changling to Afang Palace.

It's also in this heavy rain.

A young girl with an umbrella appeared on the slope of Lishan where she had let go of her sheep.

The girl looked at the completely destroyed shed, and her eyes welled up with countless complicated emotions.

She put down her umbrella and began to tig up the shed in the rain.

It took her a long time to finally restore the crumbling and dilapidated shack to its almost obsolete appearance.

She sat on the bed in the shed with satisfaction, and the vitality in her body surged to dispel the moisture in the shed.

However, there is still a shortage of dishes and chopsticks, and there is still a lack of those things for cooking rice and soup.

She was a little stunned, but she couldn't help but sigh.