In April, Shanglin Yuan Fangfei is gorgeous and beautiful, the apricot blossoms over there have just gone, and the peach blossoms on this side are in full bloom.

Wang Rou's wound gradually healed and she was able to get out of bed and walk around. But she prefers to stay in her room and not go out.

That night, Ji Chengqing rescued herself, she only had a vague impression, but she didn't want to or dare to think deeply.

Fortunately, Ji Chengqing was too busy to take care of her these days, and occasionally came to visit twice and was seen by Wang Rou from the window, so he quickly lay back on the bed and pretended to sleep, but he also avoided the embarrassment of face-to-face.

However, at the bottom of Yu Fang's heart, she vaguely had a trace of contradictory loss.

Zhe Yuhang came to accompany Wang Rou on time every day, the negotiations between the Night Fire Tribe and the Han Dynasty did not go smoothly, and Emperor Longwu's attitude was ambiguous from near to far. It seems that he is using the Nightfire Tribe as a bargaining chip, and he is still weighing whether to bet.

According to the information revealed by Lin Zongtang, in exchange for the support of the Heavenly Dao Sect for the Longwei tribe, Tu An promised to give fifteen adult dragons to Tiandu Peak at one time, and five more will be given every year in the future.

In this way, within ten years, the Heavenly Dao Sect was able to establish a "Divine Dragon Hall" with a combat power that surpassed that of the Great Han Dragon Rider, and it was only two hundred miles away from the Jingshi.

Therefore, the conditions proposed by Emperor Longwu to Lin Yin were also very simple, and in his opinion, it was not difficult - the Great Han needed more and better dragons from the Northern Wilderness.

It's a pity that Lin Yin is not Tu'an, and the Night Fire Tribe is also not the Longwei Tribe.

They abide by the thousand-year-old tradition of the Northern Wilderness, guard the last dignity and pride of the Ice Plains people, and are never willing to betray a dragon.

The negotiations were temporarily deadlocked, Ji Tianquan was not in a hurry, and Lin Yin was not in a hurry.

It was normal for Ji Tianquan not to be in a hurry, but Lin Yin's reaction really made Xue Ling and the others a little anxious.

Jing Yun privately tactfully suggested to Lin Yin, hoping that he would make a proposal to Emperor Longwu through the relationship between Ji Chengche and Lin Zongtang, and reach an alliance as soon as possible.

Lin Yin's answer was very simple, only three words: "Wait." ”

Jingyun didn't know what Lin Yin was waiting for, but he could only wait with him.

Maybe something will happen? Maybe nothing will happen.

But those who should come will still come, such as the people of the Heavenly Taoism.

Since Tang Xueluo temporarily lived in Shanglin Yuan, although the immortal elders of Tiandu Peak did not like it, they still had to come to visit hard, trying to make up for the gap between the two sides.

It's a pity that Tang Xueluo is always not in Shanglin Yuan, the "Tiansheng Hall" in Xiaguan has been quietly built, and Xiao Tudou and her companions quickly settled down as the first batch of lucky ones.

This Tiansheng Church was jointly funded by Tang Xueluo, Ji Chengche and Lin Yin, Guan Yingwu and his wife were in charge of daily affairs, and Ghost Wuxian arranged for his subordinates to bring a few strong and capable old mothers, and even invited two well-known gentlemen to teach the orphans to read and write.

Tang Xueluo and Ji Chengche did these things very low-key, otherwise, with the status of the two of them, without waiting for them to speak, there would be many dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital city who would be eager to donate generously.

Of course, the eldest prince Ji Qingqing, the seventh prince Ji Chengkong and others are definitely not among them.

Recently, the two of them have been proud, one was named King Yong, and the other was named King An, and it was particularly relieving that Ji Chengche was not among the kings, and it was obviously impossible for his father to pass on the throne to him.

What made Ji Qing even more ecstatic was that at the court meeting the day before yesterday, there were ministers who jointly asked Emperor Longwu to make him the crown prince.

Yan Zizhi was happy in his eyes, although the first ministers to ask for the crown prince were not her people, but it can also be seen that Ji Qingqing has a very high voice in the court.

Although it is inconvenient for her to come out directly to make suggestions to Ji Tianquan, she is also secretly contributing to the situation and is happy to see it come to fruition.

Who knew that soon another minister jumped out and generously advised Emperor Longwu to abandon Chang Lixian, and give up the eldest prince Ji to clarify and take the fourth prince Ji Chenglan.

You must know that Ji Chenglan's mother, Chen Guifei, is the eldest brother of the founding father Wenhou Chen Xin, and when it comes to the prominent family background, the prince is not far behind.

Since someone started, the ministers behind followed up one after another, some proposed the establishment of the second prince Ji Chengyuan, and some strongly advocated the third prince Ji Chenghao, and there were also promoters behind them.

Ji Tianquan did not slap the table and scold people unusually, calmly packed all the pieces into the box, and said that he would read them carefully before going to bed at night.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were greatly encouraged, and soon the twists and turns of the Han Dynasty also flew like snowflakes, competing to take the world as their own responsibility, and worked hard all night to write books, but they all knew that they were all used as toilet paper by the emperor to wipe their butts.

So everyone's attention was focused on the matter of Lichu, but they ignored the changes that were quietly taking place in Guozijian. Even if someone notices, they don't have time to pay attention to such small things.

After Yan Jinshi's death, the vacant sacrificial wine was quickly taken over by the original Taishi Ling Sima Yan.

The new official took office three times, and in just a few days, he dismissed several doctors and teaching assistants who were in the position of vegetarian food, and Emperor Longwu of the Ming Dynasty transferred a group of young scholars from the Dianwen Museum and the Taishi Museum to enter the Guozijian.

Those doctors of the older generation suddenly felt that their status was threatened, and they hated the "heaven and man induction" doctrine advocated by the newcomers, believing that this was a big nonsense to subvert Taoism, so they plotted to boycott the class in protest.

I don't know how, the superintendent of the school who taught the country before this matter was started, and immediately without saying a word, he threw the two leading doctors to the Wenyuan Palace, and said that he wrote a book to pass on to future generations, but in fact, he told them to get out of the way, and they stayed away from the lecture hall and stopped teaching.

Naturally, some doctors were indignant and wanted to find Ji Cheng to reason, but as a result, the personal guard of the teaching supervisor was beaten as an assassin and almost sent to Dali Temple.

This time I finally really understood Ji Chengqing's power, and one by one I knew that Guozijian was not good at mixing, so I secretly found a way to ask for a transfer, and Prime Minister Zhao Yishan approved it with a wave of his pen.

At this time, Ji Tianquan's inner court also began to take shape, in addition to Prime Minister Zhao Yishan, Guangluxun Lin Zongtang, and Dong Tianshu, there were also two princes, Ji Chengche and Ji Chengying.

That night, Wang Rou meditated cross-legged on the bed as usual, absorbing the clear dragon breath of the refining Ji.

The Demon Gate "Phantom Heart Sutra" she cultivated was actually very compatible with the Xuanshuang Dragon Breath. After more than ten days of smelting, not only the power has skyrocketed, but also has a faint tendency to impact the realm of a drop in the ocean.

Emperor Xuanyuan once commented that her qualifications were good, but unfortunately she started too late, so her lifetime achievements were limited.

Wang Rou believed that Emperor Xuanyuan did not deceive herself, but she believed that her fate should be in her own hands.

Therefore, over the years, the efforts and hardships she has put in are ten times and a hundred times that of ordinary people, just to make herself stronger, stronger......

Originally, it was a very difficult threshold for Wang Rou to cross the threshold from the Splitting Mountain to the Realm of Opening the Mansion to the Realm of the Sea, and even the most optimistic estimates would take ten or even fifteen years before there was any hope of attacking.

However, she did not believe in evil, and every day she practiced or cultivated, vowing to break through a drop in the ocean in five years.

This was an impossible goal, but now it is a blessing in disguise, even earlier than Wang Rou's booking deadline!

She couldn't imagine what vast, rich, and endless treasures Ji Cheng's body contained, if he hadn't deliberately suppressed the realm and constantly sharpened himself, I'm afraid that advancing to the Tianyuan Aurora realm would also be a matter of fingertips.

There are also Lin Yin, Tang Xueluo, and Zhe Yuhang...... These days are like bright stars, and they are bound to rise strongly in the next decade, and finally set foot on the pinnacle of the road.

"I can't lose to them!"

Wang Rou said silently in her heart, and Huo Ran opened her eyes.

In front of the window, at some point, there was a man in gray, neatly dressed and very clean, as if he was about to rush to a feast.

Inexplicably, Wang Rou was cold all over her body, and her slender hands tightened and loosened.

Her whole body was enveloped in a terrifying aura, as if there were countless invisible blades against a deadly point.

"You're alert. The gray-clothed man praised softly: "No wonder Bai Longcang and his men will fail. ”

"Are you a martyr?" Wang Rou's heart was slightly cold, and she guessed the identity of the man in gray.

The man in gray was noncommittal and said, "I have three questions, I'll leave after asking." ”

Wang Rou didn't say anything, and secretly ran her breath and was ready to give it a go. She knew that if she was lucky enough to survive the first round of attacks, there was a good chance that reinforcements from nearby would arrive in time.

The question is...... The gray-clothed man standing like a javelin on the opposite side, she didn't have the slightest confidence that she would be able to take the other party's blow!

"Who instructed you to kill Yan Jinshi, and who are your accomplices? Are you Nighthawk or Cactus?"

The man in gray is really trustworthy, and he says that three questions are three questions.

It's a pity that Wang Rou didn't prepare to answer any of them, and said coldly: "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

Before the words fell, she suddenly felt as if there were thousands of fine needles piercing her body, and the pain of marrow extraction and bone removal was deep in her heart, and she couldn't help but hum lowly, and her pretty face was as bleak as a layer of fine cold sweat on her head.

Looking at the gray-clothed man again, he didn't move at all, just using the qi emanating from his body was like a lot of coercion, and his cultivation had reached an unfathomable level.

Wang Rou stubbornly straightened her delicate body, looked at the gray-clothed man with a bit of mockery in her eyes, and endured the piercing pain and said, "It's easy for you to kill me, but believe it or not, you won't get anything but a corpse." ”

The man in gray said hesitantly: "If you dare to commit suicide by taking poison, I will turn around and kill Ji Chengqing." ”

The mockery in Wang Rou's eyes was even stronger, and she quietly gathered all her strength and waited for the opportunity to say, "If that's the case, I will admire you." ”

The man in gray didn't expect that Wang was soft and hard and didn't eat, which was far more difficult than her delicate and flower-like appearance. But it would be a mistake to think that this would make him unable to do anything—those who fell into his hands have never been able to hold on to the truth.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a stabbing pain in the back behind him, and it was actually a sneak attack!

"Uhhh

The "buzzing" trembling of the magic arrow was actually drawn into a bow shape by the force of this kick, and the "boom" pierced through the wall and flew out.

Wang Rou seized the opportunity of the fleeting fluctuation of the gray-clothed popularity machine, and jumped up from the bed like a frightened body, and the azure eyebrows burst out with all their strength like two flying blades! (83 Chinese .com.)