As soon as the Hou Gate entered the deep sea, not to mention the house of the prince of the Ripping Domain.

The Zhending Wang's Mansion is grand, like a city in the city, and compared with the palace in a peaceful place, it adds a strict and solid meaning, although it does not dare to really build a majestic city wall like the forbidden city of the Son of Heaven in Beijing, but it has erected many arrow towers to do the platform.

In particular, there is a rather non-compliant eleven-storey octagonal pagoda in the back garden of the palace, nearly 30 zhang high, not only can overlook the whole city, but also can reach far, the predecessors praised it and said: "the east view of the sea and the blue waves, the west looks at the sky and the green peak is deep, the north looks at the thistle to connect Di Yuan, the south looks at the big river around the dragon garden", there is the reputation of "the giant view of the north".

The pagoda is the legacy of the previous generation, the jungle of the temple and the old city burned into the white ground together, it is clearly recorded in the annals, the night of the fire, the purple thunder from the sky nine directly hit the top of the spire gourd, the pagoda eight directions each show a wrathful vajra phase, the first eight heavenly thunders are scattered, the last heavenly thunder is no longer blocked, immediately the pagoda is split straight from top to bottom, one-third of the tower body is broken apart, and the remaining two-thirds are still standing.

After that, the barren tower was in ruins, overgrown with weeds, and dying in the wind and rain.

Until the construction of the new city, it is the layout of this tower as the center, and it is classified into the forbidden land of the palace, after 15 years of hard work, the repair is completed, the old view is restored, in order to be used as the first of the enemy plane, the people do not know its old name, all call it with "the enemy tower", wait for the rise of the Di people, also called the "material Di tower".

After the vicissitudes of the years, two-thirds of the pagoda is old and dim, one-third is still new, standing on the vast majestic pedestal of nearly 100 zhang in a radius of one zhang high, filling the heaven and earth, leaving the world independent, there is a kind of peculiar beauty of regret and perfection coexisting.

The long wind is strong on the empty and lonely tower base, although it is summer, there is no trace of dry heat, but there is a faint cold air spreading.

The octagonal pagoda each stands a cast iron lotus seat statue of the wrestler, the back is against the pagoda, when the wind stands, three feet high, the whole body is pure black, no color ornamentation, although the posture is different, the charm is different, but there is the deep majesty of the suppression party.

On the northeast corner, there is a person standing alone in front of a statue of a wrestler with a sword as a wrath, extremely tall, full of white hair, wearing a silver crown, wearing a dark color wide-sleeved gold python robe, and is reaching out to caress the lotus seat at the feet of the wrestler.

If you look closely, you can see that the petal he caresses is somehow half missing.

This statue of Lux is not worth mentioning compared with the body of the tower, in fact, it is extremely magnificent, Rao is python robe man is already much higher than ordinary people, and the comparison between the two is still like a child.

I don't know how long the white-haired python-robed man stood alone, and a slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded on the long road leading to the pagoda in the pagoda garden.

A hunchbacked old eunuch in a big red brocade robe walked slowly with his old body on his back, stopping for three breaths every forty-nine steps, which was extremely accurate.

Behind him followed the handsome and bewitching young man, the cuffs of the silver silk robe and the red wave texture on the hem of the robe swayed in the wind, like a sea of blood, treading the waves, it was the boy with the shoulder of the black crow.

The two walked for a long time before they ascended to the grand pedestal of the pagoda like the square in front of the palace, and then silently walked around the tower, and walked to the python-robed man to stand three feet away.

The hunchbacked old eunuch raised his head slightly, glanced at the slightly lonely back of the python-robed man, sighed imperceptibly, and said softly: "Lord Wang, Master Xuan is here." ”

As he spoke, he bowed back, his already stiff back pressed even lower, and he withdrew far before he turned around, stood far away, and stood on the stone steps leading to the base of the tower.

With such a move, the identity of this "Xuan Gongzi" seems to be more than just the messenger of the eldest princess.

The mighty long wind blew the clothes, and although the two people under the tower were in the palace, they were more like being in the reckless wilderness, seeing that everything was silent, and the world was silent.

The young man stood for a long time, and saw that the white-haired python-robed man never spoke, muttered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the height is not cold, every time you come here, you don't see the ancients before, and you don't see the people who come after, thinking of the changes witnessed by this tower in the past dynasties, there is a sense of generosity and sorrow in the chest, sorrow and fear, can't help yourself, only hate to be shallow, and can't learn the long songs of the ancients when crying." ”

The laughter is clear, the talent is lonely, and it is refreshing.

The white-haired python-robed man turned around suddenly, his square face was thin and his cheekbones were high, his two snow-white sword eyebrows contained sharp meanings, his eye sockets were deep like eagles, his eyes opened and closed like electricity, except for a few tiger stripes on his forehead that added to the majesty, he didn't see a little old on his face.

Glancing at the respectful face of Xuan Gongzi, the coldness between his eyebrows was even worse, and he said: "At a young age, I read a few half-understood poems in the book and came to show off. Anyone can say this, but you alone don't believe a word. Why, is that girl still not giving up, or are you still delusional?"

Xuan Gongzi bowed his head slightly, not daring to look at this old king who was majestic in Beiding, but said softly: "The king's eyes are shining with candles, and he can see thousands of miles."

Zhending Lao Wang pointed to the lotus seat behind him: "When the princes and princesses followed His Majesty to patrol Beiding, the three boys were still young, I pity him for losing his mother and being lonely, and took him here to play alone, he saw this piece of broken petals, and asked me why I came to this point, I replied with a smile, it was your deceased Uncle Wang who cut off a sword when he was young, but was eaten by the earth and died, and the eunuchs and maids of the palace who were present at that time were all silent, how do you guess the three boys answered?"

Xuan Gongzi had a bad premonition in his heart, he really decided that the old king only had one son under his knees, and unfortunately died early, this is a well-known thing, and it is a taboo that must not be mentioned in this palace, and there are such twists and turns after not thinking, and it is related to that person.

Zhending Lao Wang didn't look at Xuan Gongzi's suddenly pale face, and continued: "He said, it's a pity that he came from a humble background, otherwise he would have begged his father to succeed him to Gu, so as to inherit the incense of the heir." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up and laughed, the laughter dry but unruly, spreading far away in the wind.

Hearing this, Xuan Gongzi was already sweating.

Zhending Lao Wang laughed for a long time, and suddenly closed his voice, looked down at Xuan Gongzi, and said: "The third boy can have such a delicate mind at that time, and he will naturally return the favor, and give death to all the slaves and maids who heard these words, and also give him the divine sword that killed my son, not many people know about this, but it is enough, otherwise do you think that the rootless duckweed produced by a palace maid can grow up safely and live to this day?"

These words are particularly thrilling, and you can see a little bit of the true color of this old king.

Xuan Gongzi took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and raised his head, and said to the sharp gaze of the old king of Zhending: "That is the case, I picked and killed the captain of the south gate, why didn't the king ignore it, I thought it was ......"

Zhending Lao Wang sneered: "Why do you think that Lone is also dissatisfied with the three boys burying nails under Lone's nose? Thinking that you can use Lone as a gun to pull the three boys off the horse? Luan Ji's girl was taught a lesson by me, so she had to retreat and go to the North Four Prefectures to make waves, so she thought that she could learn from the same and calculate and suppress the three boys with a more shallow foundation?"

Xuan Gongzi smiled reluctantly and sighed: "It's me who wants to be left." ”

"Heaven is not ruthless, but there are definitely not many. The little bit of incense between Lonely and the Three Boys has long been gone, and the same is true with Luan Ji's girl. In the future, the lonely king will not mix. As for you, you should have been in the same disease as the three boys, and you don't want to be like a grudge, which is also funny!"

Zhending Lao Wang said, raised his feet and left, leaving Xuan Gongzi standing alone in place, his face flushed, and the red was blue.

Thank you ~ Yuexia Xun Jiaxing ~ Taoist friends for the reward.

It's not that talking doesn't count, it's really drunk, and when I came back, I fell asleep directly in front of the computer. At this time, I woke up and hurriedly sent out a chapter written during the day.