Chapter 80: Thinking about how to enter the imperial capital

Since the death of her husband, Feng Shi inevitably had to show her face, but she was not an ignorant woman in the courtyard of the deep house, and later got on Mu Tangzhi's big ship, she had a wider range of knowledge, and she knew what the four characters of Zhangjiao Zhenren represented. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For Mu Tangzhi's network channels, Feng is still very confident, after all, there are several generations of painstaking management, Mu Tangzhi's maternal ancestor Shepherd and maternal great-uncle Mu Guan is a moment of the moment, Shepherd Qi and the Great Qi Wuzu Emperor Xiao Lie together with the former dynasty Dazheng court, when the Wuzu Emperor was the prime minister, the shepherd was the privy envoy, and the prince was added, which can be described as a flourishing moment. Even if the Xiao clan was powerful and swept through the north, and the Mu clan had to surrender, it did not become a royal drama like other families, and it was still a separatist and strong. After the death of the shepherd, his father Zha Mang married the daughter of the shepherd to inherit the king, and also tried to ensure that Liaozhou, Youzhou, and Jinzhou were not lost, and passed on to his generation, he changed back to the pastoral surname with his mother, and the Liao Wangfu was still surnamed Mu, but Jinzhou and Youzhou were no longer surnamed Mu, but changed their surname Xiao.

Even so, the incense accumulated by the older generation is still there, especially the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, who is close friends with Mu Tangzhi's father, and almost regards Mu Tangzhi as his own son and nephew.

In this way, this real person who has not been down the mountain for more than 30 years is really going to make an exception?

After another cloud and rain, Mu Tangzhi returned to normal, leaning on the woman's arms with his eyes closed and enjoying her bare hand kneading, and said with a little regret: "If Gongsun Zhongmou can survive this hurdle, then the king should do his best to form an alliance, but if he can't get through, he can't blame this king for his treachery, just because the world is like this, and this king can't help himself in it." ”

Feng was silent.

There were some things she couldn't say too much.

The two of them sat quietly on the splendid bed, each silent.

At this time, Mu Tangzhi faded away from the gloomy atmosphere and the thin coolness of the prince, like a child who has not grown up.

I don't know how long later, a faint light came into the room, Mu Tangzhi opened his eyes, and began to get up and dress under Feng's service.

The python robe and golden crown, the jade belt brocade boots, and the seven eastern pearls on the crown were shining, and he took it to himself in the bronze mirror of equal height, and changed back to His Royal Highness the King of Liao on weekdays.

He pushed the door out of the house, looked at the rising red sun, bathed in the autumn morning sun, then closed his eyes and whispered, "How can life be free?"

Qinglian on the other side is inside.

Xu Beiyou, who had already gotten up early, was slowly moving his sword, empty and inert.

Song Guanguan stood aside with the scabbard in his hand and watched, correcting his son from time to time.

No matter what, she is also a master who has stepped into the realm of ghosts and immortals and is close to the realm of human immortals, and it is more than enough to guide Xu Beiyou who is less than a first-class realm.

After taking the sword one hundred and eight, Xu Beiyou stopped, threw Tianlan in his hand into the hands of Song Guanguan, and then took a handkerchief to wipe his hands, shook his head and sighed: "This time I have seen the style of the princely family, and four maids are required to wait for a dress, no wonder some children of the family will never wear clothes by themselves in their lives, it is really not an exaggeration." ”

Song Guanguan said with a smile: "The Liao Wangfu is quite poor here, and the nobles in the imperial capital are really exquisite." ”

Xu Beiyou handed the handkerchief to Song Guanguan, took back his Tianlan sword, and said, "If you have a chance, you must go to the imperial capital to see what kind of situation this place in the world is like." ”

Song Guanguan's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, "In the early years, the imperial capital was still called the Eastern Capital, when Emperor Xiao left the Eastern Capital, he once said that if he was the emperor, the Eastern Capital would be full of Xuanhei armor, and then sure enough, Emperor Xiao led an army of 100,000 Xuanjia to return to the Eastern Capital, and the whole city was full of mountain voices. There is also my sword ancestor Shangguan Xianchen, who was invited by Emperor Zheng Shenzong to go to the Eastern Capital to contend with the three dusty people of Daomen, who is a sword dragon composed of thousands of flying swords, which can be seen all over the city. If Gongzi becomes a great sword immortal and then enters the imperial capital, it must be a picture of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger and being extremely domineering. ”

Xu Beiyou lost his mind slightly, and said with a smile after coming back to his senses: "You know how to pour me ecstasy soup, what kind of big sword immortal enters the imperial capital, I practice my sword." ”

Song Guanguan restrained his smile and said with a serious face: "The slave family believes that Gongzi will really have that day." ”

Xu Beiyou held Tianlan, gently rubbed the sword head with his palm, and chuckled: "Then borrow your auspicious words and wait for that day." ”

A smile appeared on Song Guanguan's face again, but he stopped talking.

The reason why I talked to Xu Beiyou about this old thing is that half of it is really optimistic about Xu Beiyou, and the other half is for his sake, the place in the imperial capital can no longer be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, but Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

In the northwest realm, it is considered to be a majestic Duanmu jade, and when it arrives in the imperial capital, it can only be regarded as a middle-to-upper family, the six departments of the cabinet, the nine secretaries of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, the five military governors, the noble relatives of the clan, and the twenty-four yamen of the inner court, plus the Secret Guard Mansion, Guozijian, Qintianjian, Tianji Pavilion, Hanlin Academy, and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, how big a battle is this?

In terms of monks, if you don't reach the realm of ghosts and immortals, it is the life of a gatekeeper, even if it is the realm of ghosts and immortals, at most it is a guest and the like, and it is not a new thing for some real great families to have a great offering to the realm of immortals, here is the core of the imperial court on a par with the Daomen, not to mention that there is a royal Xiao family, who has been running the imperial capital for many years, and is known as the first person in the world to teach the Taoist sect, and bluntly said that if Emperor Xiao is alive, he will not dare to go to the imperial capital, just like Emperor Xiao, who was invincible in the world, did not dare to climb to the top of the Daomen Xuandu alone.

In the opinion of Song Guanguan, in terms of Xu Beiyou's current cultivation, if she goes to the imperial capital, she will definitely not be able to get ahead, at most she will be half-dead, and there is even the possibility of being drowned directly, so she deliberately said this, wanting to dispel the idea that Xu Beiyou had just germant.

Xu Beiyou really restrained his mind and began to move the dragon and tiger silently.

Song Guanguan stood on the side and looked at Xu Beiyou, who was quietly running the qi engine, it was a clean face, without the roughness of a man in the northwest, but there was a lofty and vast northwest in the gas, such a person seemed to be born with a good heart like the northwest wilderness.

Such a person is destined to live a long life.

As for the Liao King Mu Tangzhi, who had just seen him from afar, in the eyes of Song Guanguan, his mind and strength were not worthy of his position at all, and sooner or later he would be suffocated to death, which was really a short-lived ghost.

Song Guanguan thinks that she sees people quite accurately, when she was young, her parents were no longer there, just when she was thinking about how not to starve to death, a tall old man with a sword box appeared in front of her, and asked her if she would like to go with him, the young Song Guanguan only thought about it slightly, and then nodded and agreed.

This time she made the right bet, she followed the old man whose real name was Gongsun Zhongmou to a secret place, where there were many little girls who were also orphans, there were dozens of little girls, each with a wooden sword, but the daily ration was only ten people, and if you wanted to be full, you had to defeat the others. Song Guanguan was never starved again after just being hungry, and about a few months later, she saw the old man again and was taught the way of the sword by the old man himself.

Later, she finally knew the true identity of the old man, and at this time she had become a swordsman of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall.

Later, under the orders of the sect master, she completed certain tasks again and again, most of these tasks were killing, but even so, she felt that it was much better than the precarious days before, she had always been very satisfied with her original choice, if she hadn't chosen to follow the sect master, would the grass on the grave be three feet high now? Or rather, there would not even be a grave at all, maybe it would have been eaten clean by wild dogs a long time ago.

Now she has become one of the twelve swordsmen of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall, although she is ranked last, but she is also above the thirty-six swordsmen, isn't she?

When she saw Xu Beiyou for the first time on the Xiulong grassland, she didn't care about it at first, but after getting along for a long time, she became more and more optimistic about this young master, and the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became, she believed that one day, this young master would inherit the position of the sect master and carry forward the Sword Sect.

She believes in her vision.