The night had fallen, and the red sunset in the western sky had turned purple, gray, and black, and had finally faded away.

Chang'an City in the twilight is extremely quiet, more than a million Chang'an people stay at home honestly, if they have a little money, some will go to the Qinglou to look for flowers and willows.

However, even the places where the Qinglou lives at night are opened in some relatively remote places, so that they do not affect the rest of others, which is often referred to as Flower Street and Willow Lane, and there are no pedestrians on the street in front of the door.

Only the second watch curfew has begun, from time to time there are night patrols of Wuhou on the street riding horses, to see if there is a drunk drunk on the street, if you meet it, you will loot the money on your body and drag it with a horse, and throw it into the stinky ditch, if there is a young lady or something to play during the day, go back late at night and be met by these young and vigorous Wuhou, most of them will be blocked in the corner and humiliated.

Zhuque Street, is the north-south street of Xi'an City, also known as Tianmen Street, referred to as Tianjie, it extends from the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City of Chang'an City, is the central axis street of Chang'an City, is 50 zhang wide, has ten miles long, at a glance, it is very spectacular.

There was the sound of dull footsteps in the silent night.

A tall figure gradually stood still, looking at the gate at the end of the long street, the portrait of the Vermilion Bird was lifelike, his face was hideous, the pitch-black big bird fluttered slightly under the blowing of the night wind, his eyebrows were raised, and the dull footsteps sounded again.

At this moment, in the Jing'an Palace, Yu Linglong looked at the note in his hand, the huge rolling word gave him a headache, as a famous strategist in Jiangnan Province, except for some rough martial artists, who could not speak to him politely, but the one who gave him the note happened to be one of the biggest martial artists in the world.

"Although it's a pity, but Mr. is not so melancholy, although Wang Li did not agree to support the prince, but most of them will not stand on the side of the prince. ”

Listening to the voice in her ears, Yu Linglong smiled slightly, did not speak, put the note on the oil lamp and lit it, of course Wang Li would not support the prince, people like him are destined to only stay on the frontier safely and steadily, guarding the country for the Central Plains, how can they care who the emperor is?

Originally, he would never have given birth to the idea of going out to solicit Wang Li, but this Jing'an King Liu Xiu was too young, and he didn't think it was enough to win the game, so he had to make more moves, but fortunately, this person was Wang Li, although he had taken the lead in leaving a bad impression, but it would not affect the overall situation.

The fire gradually dimmed, and the ashes on the table were blown away by a gust of wind blowing outside the window.

looked up at the white-clothed and hand-held Pianpian Jia Gongzi in front of him, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are wearing white clothes and white robes all day long, how can you fall into the title of Zizhu Gongzi?"

The person in front of him who just spoke out was one of the four hall masters of the sect known as the Demon Sect in the rivers and lakes, Ye Sheng, the son of Zizhu.

Ye Sheng smiled and said, "Because my residence in the door is called Zizhu Pavilion. ”

Looking at the Linglong gentleman in front of him, Ye Sheng had a headache, he liked to deal with smart people, but he didn't like to deal with this kind of person who was smarter than himself, this feeling that nothing could hide from the other party was really bad.

This year, it is a sect that says what kind of famous and decent family it is, and no matter how big or small it is, they keep saying that they are incompatible, although they don't put it in their eyes, but it is really a headache, and the sect is just collecting those three sects and nine streams all day long, and if there is really a real wealthy family like the five major sects dedicated to crusading against them, no matter how exquisite his formation is, in a word, if the Holy Gate really wants to develop and grow, it is too difficult to rely on today's power.

And he is proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and he also knows a little bit about the method of looking at qi, although the number of rivers and lakes in front of him is still prosperous, but there will be a decline in the near future, thinking about it, only the court can make the rivers and lakes of such a number of qi suddenly decay.

Therefore, Ye Sheng found Liu Xiu and found this Mr. Zizhu, if he took the line of the imperial court, he might not only be able to avoid a disaster in the future, but if the opportunity was grasped well, it would be possible to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to develop and grow.

The reason why Liu Xiu was found instead of the crown prince was because the prince succeeded to the throne, which was a matter of course, even if they made more efforts in the Holy Gate, people might not remember their goodness, and then because compared to the prince, he was still more optimistic about Liu Xiu, the king of Jing'an.

"The prince has mastered ten of the thirteen guards of the Imperial Forest Army, and his majesty has handed over tens of thousands of horses to the prince, isn't this equivalent to handing over the throne to the prince, even if the general really stands behind Liu Ye, that is, a person, he can still bring the border army to Chang'an City? ”

Having said this, Yu Linglong just made a silent gesture and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of killing your head?"

Ye Sheng laughed, looking at the oil lamp in front of him, a moth kept flashing in front of the firelight, staring at the firelight for a long time, his vision was a little blurry, was he afraid of killing his head? Who in the world is not afraid of death, but he is really not afraid of death, except for the development and expansion of the Holy Gate, he did not find out what he had to do in life.

If he really wants to practice martial arts, with his talent, he may have the opportunity to compete for the position of the top few people in the world in the future, but it is impossible to say that martial arts reach the top, so what is the point of him practicing martial arts.

used to be in the rivers and lakes all day long, thinking that he might be able to be called a wise general, but now that he has met this Mr. Linglong, who is just a small name in the Jiangnan Province, he is already willing to bow down, not to mention the old man who is famous for his resourcefulness.

I feel as if I can't do the best no matter what I do, so he never takes one thing very seriously except for the development of the Holy Gate, otherwise if he is dedicated to practicing martial arts, how can he still stay in the Xianfeng realm after so many years, Ye Sheng thought like this, looked up at this jade Linglong, and said with a smile: "Maybe you don't believe it, I'm really not afraid of death, but it's one thing not to be afraid of death, and it's another thing not to want to die, no matter what, in the future, the prince will achieve great things, but we can't forget the help of our Holy Gate." ”

"That's nature. ”

After chatting for a while, Ye Sheng left.

The person in front of him had just gone out, and Yu Linglong's brows were furrowed again, of course it was not a matter of worrying Ye Sheng and the Demon Sect, although everything on his side was not satisfactory at the moment, it could still be said that he was under control.

Now the most important bargaining chip at hand is the Ten Guards Imperial Forest Army, but the most troublesome thing is still the Ten Guards Imperial Forest Army, he has always wondered why His Majesty has already set up Liu Ye as the crown prince, why should he leave the Ten Guards Imperial Forest Army to Liu Xiu, if he is the emperor, he will definitely divide Liu Xiu to the edge of the sky like other princes, and be an idle prince.

The waist was straight, quietly looking at the dense names on the table, rubbing his swollen head, and no longer thinking about it, no matter what your plans are, give me these ten guards and horses, the entire imperial city, I don't believe that anything else can escape my control.

Yu Linglong's hands and ten fingers were constantly crossed, and after a while, Ye Sheng's name was added to the book.

With a sigh of relief, he looked out through the screen window, and the stars in the sky were dense and busy, and they were silent, and the moon was bent, and the light and outline were fresh and dewy, and gradually set off the night scene.

Chang'an City at night is quiet and solemn.