The early morning mist had not yet cleared, and a lonely figure had already come to the front of the imperial capital, looking at the towering walls of the imperial capital from afar, and stopped.

This young man named Xu Beiyou grabbed a handful of dry grass from the side of the post road.

After the withered grass is subjected to hoarfrost, it is very brittle, and when it is scratched, it will be broken inch by inch.

Over the past few years, his experience can be boiled down to going from north to south, from south to north, from north to south, and from south to north.

South comes and goes, north goes south.

It's like a wild goose in winter, cold and summer, back and forth.

Unconsciously, he has traveled most of the world, walked many, many roads, seen many, many scenes, experienced many, many things, and seen many, many people.

It's just that some people are like falling flowers on branches and flowing water in front of the court, and the past is over, but some people, like reefs in the water, can't be washed away, can't be scattered, and can't get over.

Among the reefs where others grow rivers, some reefs can't withstand the impact of strong winds and waves after all, and they fall, just like his teacher, Gongsun Zhongmou, in front of his eyes, turning into a little stream of fireflies and flying away, and he can only watch helplessly.

There are still some reefs that are already crumbling, just like his adoptive father Han Xuan, who was thrown into prison by Fu Zhongtian, on the line of life and death.

Xu Beiyou didn't want to be responsible again, he was as helpless as before, he wanted to straighten the crumbling reef with his own hands, leaving no regrets.

Xu Beiyou let go of his fingers, and a little bit of withered yellow grass clippings went away from his fingers with the wind.

He began to enter the city.

A flock of sparrows flew in the sky of the Imperial Capital City.

......

There are many well-informed people in the imperial capital city, so what happened in the Wanshou Garden outside the city can not hide the ears of all the powerful people in the imperial capital city, and in just one night, the news that the emperor's son-in-law and the princess have arrived in the Wanshou Garden outside the city has spread throughout the entire imperial capital city.

For a while, the atmosphere in the imperial capital became treacherous again, especially those noble ministers who seemed to be subservient to Fu Zhongtian's suppression, and began to think about advancing and retreating.

For those who are ministers, pay attention to thinking three times and acting, what is three thoughts? Three thoughts are thinking about danger, thinking about retreat, and thinking about change. The thinking of danger in times of peace, the thinking of retreating bravely in the torrent, and the thinking of making up for mistakes.

The magnates in the Imperial Capital City know this.

As a result, an undercurrent surged.

There is a lake in the imperial garden of the imperial city, because it is very large, it is also called Haizi, and there is a boat on the lake.

At this time, there was only one painting boat on the lake, and there were three people on board, Xiao Li, Fu Zhongtian, and Wei Wuji.

At this time, Xiao Li was looking at the sparkling lake, stunned. They didn't come out early in the morning to take a boat tour of the lake, but after feasting and drinking on the lake last night, they stayed on this painting boat, no one left halfway, the three of them did not return overnight, they were all waiting for Zhou Tong's news, but in the end what they were waiting for was the news that Xu Beiyou was 10,000.

After a long silence, Wei Wuji asked softly, "Your Highness, there is something that Weichen doesn't know whether to say or not. ”

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Xiao Li came back to his senses and said, "Wei Shuai has something that shouldn't be said, but it's okay to talk about it." ”

After Wei Wuji groaned slightly, he said softly: "Your Highness, with all due respect, the princess and her party are menacing, and the momentum is even greater, you must not ignore it, let alone guard against it, to make an inappropriate analogy, now that they are in the city, whether they are fighting or fighting, there must always be a charter." ”

Xiao Shen frowned, "But how to prevent it?" It is said that Xu Beiyou is already in the Sword Immortal Realm on the seventeenth floor of the Earth Immortal, and he has the Sword Sect's heavy weapon Zhu Immortal in his hand, unless it is a monk from the eighteenth floor realm, who is his opponent? If he can't stop Xu Beiyou, how can he stop Xiao Zhinan?"

Wei Wuji looked at Fu Zhongtian.

Fu Zhongtian, who had never spoken, slowly spoke: "If it really comes to that point, this pavilion seems to want to learn Xu Beiyou's Zhu Immortal and Sword Thirty-six to see if it is really as unstoppable as rumored." ”

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The Secret Guard's Edict.

Separated by an iron fence is the two heavens.

At this time, inside the fence was Han Xuan, the former head of the cabinet, and outside the fence was Sun Zhihong, the master of ceremonies who defected to Fu Zhongtian.

Sun Zhihong, who was dressed in a python robe, sat on the chair, put his hands on his knees, and said softly: "Wenbi Gong, I will call you Han Ge Lao again today, Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Taizong Wen have already gone, and Your Majesty has also gone, I see this current qi, it is a matter of time before King Yan enters the palace, why do you bother to hold your neck hard? After all, King Yan is also surnamed Xiao, and he is also a member of the Xiao family, after becoming the emperor, this world is still the world of the Xiao family. ”

Han Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the cell, was indifferent.

Sun Zhihong had to admit that this old man, no matter how later generations evaluate his merits and demerits, the style of this scholar is not inferior to the bones and loyal ministers of the previous dynasty, but this style and bones are spread on his body, so there is no respect, only smelly and hard, sour and rotten.

Sun Zhihong frowned, and said in an accentuated voice: "Elder Han Ge, with all due respect, now the general trend is no longer in the Xiao family of the great grandfather, but in the Xiao family of the old ancestor, this is also a matter of no way, who let the Emperor Taizong and the first emperor go? Don't let Her Royal Highness the princess sit in the world, there is no such reason in the world, isn't it ......"

Han Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Sun Zhihong, although he didn't have half of his cultivation, but Sun Zhihong, a monk in the Earth Immortal Realm, felt weak and had to turn his gaze.

Sun Zhihong gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Don't hide it from Han Ge Lao, now this temple has become His Royal Highness Yan Wang and Master Fu's people, and the rest of the people are like Han Ge Lao, they have all been sent to this edict prison, just after His Royal Highness Yan Wang ascends to the big treasure, he will have to judge the three law divisions and ask for beheading, why should Han Ge Lao ......"

Han Xuan calmly interrupted: "What Grandpa Sun means, why should the old man be a ghost under the knife?"

Although Sun Zhihong was dissatisfied with Han Xuan repeatedly interrupting him, thinking of the errand that Fu Zhongtian personally explained, he still suppressed his anger and nodded: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

Han Xuan said indifferently: "That old man is going to live up to Grandpa Sun's kindness, the old man is old, and he doesn't have a few years to live, the so-called life is not happy, and death is not afraid, maybe this knife will go down, the old man can still make a name in history, and at that time, the old man will also thank Grandpa Sun, King Yan and Master Fu under Jiuquan." ”

Speaking of which, Sun Zhihong no longer cared about the superficial work on his face, exhaled heavily, and sneered: "Han Wenbi, you have a good calculation, but don't forget, you are now a criminal body, a rebellious minister and thief!

Han Xuan was not afraid at all, and said indifferently: "Who is Han Xuan, the future generations will have their own opinions, and it is not your turn to point fingers here." ”

Before Sun Zhihong could continue to speak, Han Xuan had already waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, Grandpa Sun, please take care of yourself." ”

No matter how angry Sun Zhihong outside the iron fence was, Han Xuan turned a deaf ear and slowly closed his eyes.

......

The gates of the imperial capital slowly opened, and the people who had been waiting outside the gates entered the city one by one.

In the midst of the crowd, a young man with a long box on his back walked in front of the gatekeeper, but the gatekeeper was completely oblivious to this, as if he had not seen the man at all.

The young man with the sword box on his back was like a breath of fresh wind, passing through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital city, and finally came to the Han Mansion that had been sealed.

He came to the main courtyard where Han Xuan lived, untied the sword box behind his back, and then fell heavily to the ground.

He held the sword box in his hand, as if he was swearing an oath.

The owner of this mansion has returned.