Jiuwu withdrew his thoughts from the past understanding, moved his eyes slightly, omitted most of the details of the Qinggu Battle, and spoke calmly to the old man in the cold wind behind him.
"In the Battle of Qinggu, General Zhou was seriously injured and died because of me. It was not until we were keeping vigil for him that we discovered Prime Minister Xiao's tips, but the strategies in them had long been soaked in water and were invisible... Xiao The Prime Minister has not yet answered my question."
"The Holy One is able to defeat the crowd with a small number, which is really beyond my expectation... I have already answered the Holy One before, everything is determined by heaven, I dare not speak nonsense." Xiao Xiang frowned slightly, and saw the Holy One turn his eyes, He raised his head slightly and looked at the stars in the night sky.
The Holy Emperor turned around, followed Xiao Xiang's gaze to the stars in the sky, and murmured: "Since Xiao Xiang came here for the Gua Kuang, then I will discuss this star phenomenon with Xiao Xiang."
Before Prime Minister Xiao could speak, the Holy Master twisted the jade holder in his hand and smiled at the corner of his lips: "In Prime Minister Xiao's mansion earlier, didn't Prime Minister Xiao say categorically that I couldn't take his life? If it hadn't been for him tonight, I would have come here Is Mr. Xiao still unwilling to enter the palace?"
"The Holy One has misunderstood. I came tonight not for him, but for the Holy One. To be precise, for His Highness Prince Ning." The old man waited for the Holy One to finish speaking, then stroked his beard and spoke slowly.
Yuzhi paused, and the Holy Master's eyes were slightly focused. When he looked at the old man, he was already condensing. After looking at him for a moment, he finally regained his composure and said, "Sir, what do you mean by this?"
"I taught you the art of stargazing to Your Majesty. I also know that Your Majesty will be able to see the stars tonight. However, the entanglement of the stars indicates not him... but His Highness Prince Ning."
The Holy Master's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Why do you see it?"
"The Holy One released Wanjun's military power in order to relax the opponent. Gao Deng made a clever move to lure the opponent into the game. Shan Bin pretended to surrender and allowed the opponent to show off his killing moves. All of this was just to give Prince Ning a slap in the face. Yanbei has laid the groundwork, and when the troops leave Yanbei in the future, there will be no resistance..." the old man spoke eloquently, without showing any emotion.
"You are the only one in the world who can plan my thoughts thousands of miles away and know my thoughts...but I am doing this just so that the people of the world will no longer suffer from war disasters in the future." The Holy Master heard the old man speak and spoke softly. Answer, rarely showing a little panic.
The old man frowned slightly and looked at the Holy Master in front of him who seemed to be explaining. His eyes were not relieved, but he was more wary, but he still spoke according to the plan in his heart.
"If I think correctly, Your Majesty not only wants to control Yanbei, but also wants to kill two birds with one stone. However, I have one thing that I still can't figure out. Please help me clear up my doubts!"
The Holy Master calmed down and waited for the national scholar in front of him to comprehend on his own. Finally, he thought of this incomprehensible level, and the panic he had just pretended disappeared, revealing a look of disdain.
"Xiao Xiang wants to ask me why I am willing to put Tao'er in danger."
"Ghosts traveling at night are just trying to deceive people. Only King Ning is the heir of the Holy Emperor. If there is a slight mistake in the layout... In a chess game, you cannot lure the enemy with the son of the general, unless... that son is not the chess player in the first place. The choice of general in your hand is still the one who crosses the river."
The old man looked at Jiuwu with a stern look in his eyes, and his eyebrows deepened, but the Holy Master became very interested: "The game of chess is anxious, and the soldiers must move dangerously to break the game. This is what the teacher taught me. I don't know if the teacher is timid or I am learning. Not good at art? Besides, how can a general's son get off the chessboard and become a chess player without taking risks?"
After the Holy Spirit finished speaking, he looked at the old man and said straight to the point: "Sir, you know that I have great ambitions, but you still hold on to the 80,000 elite soldiers in your hands and refuse to hand them over to me. In desperation, I have no choice but to take risks. As long as you are willing to hand over the military power, I will Maybe we can let him live."
With his brows stretched, the old man's eyes met his eyes and he said without hesitation, "That's it."
"What you said just now kills two birds with one stone. I would like to correct you a little bit. It should be three birds with one stone... How about? Eighty thousand sons, instead of your grandson, I think that when you understood this tonight, you would have already made up your mind. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to kill two birds with one stone." You won't come into the palace overnight to see me, will you?" The Holy Master looked at the old man who was already in his twilight, and he obviously had a plan in mind.
The old man suddenly smiled, and a little starlight flashed in his eyes, which eclipsed the stars at night: "It seems that the Holy One has already planned to use my child as a bargaining chip tonight."
The Holy One laughed and said: "Otherwise, sir, I would have believed that there was someone in the capital of Zhao who could
Can you stop Gu Jianyi? Will Gu Jianyi break his arm and his martial arts level plummet? The cruel plot between Mr. and Gu Jianyi can be hidden from everyone in the world, but it cannot be hidden from my eyes. But I didn’t expect that Gu Jian could escape and rescue the child after falling into two levels in a row. But it’s okay, let Mr. I thought it was a good plan and could give me some time to control Qi Yun. If the child is really handed over to me, I really can't decide whether to kill him or not. "
The old man started coughing again, causing him to bend his straight waist. After taking a few breaths, he felt relieved and murmured, "It seems I was right."
"What if you guess it right? What if you guess it wrong? Since ancient times, kings have become kings and bandits have lost. Only when I unify China and return to the prosperous age of victory can the people of this world truly live in peace and no longer suffer from war disasters..."
The Holy Master stepped closer, stretched out his hand holding the string of jade, and said with a faint red light in his eyes: "Leave it to me, sir, Gu Jianyi, Wang Tian, Zhang Hude, Wu Fen I can put the blame on others and let them go, and my husband can also enjoy the happiness of family, isn't it the best of both worlds?"
The old man stood up straight, facing the power of the emperor, and finally expressed his speculation, which made the emperor who thought he had control of everything change his expression.
"In the eighteenth year of Qi Yun's reign, the Holy Master secretly used deceitful means to provoke another war between Qi, Jin and Tang, and plunge China into war again. He did not want to unify China and restore peace to the people forever... In the Northern Jin and Southern Tang Dynasties, there were What is the Holy One looking for... let me guess, is it a fragment of the scroll?"
Hearing the word "broken scroll" from the old man's mouth, the red light in the Holy Master's eyes reappeared, reflecting against the ninety-five-bright yellow dragon robe. In an instant, murderous intent enveloped the entire area, and the golden-armored Qi Yunwei a hundred steps away was also captured. Shocked by this murderous intent, they all looked over.
Perhaps aware of the gaze, the emperor suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, clasped the jade holder on his wrist tightly in his palm, returned to his previous ninety-five posture, and said calmly: "How did you learn about that thing?"
"Could it be that Your Majesty has forgotten that when King Yun defeated the Xiongnu in Zhongzhou, who helped King Yun kill the generals under the Xiongnu throne?" The five expressions turned from ferocious and murderous to calm.
"I should have thought of it earlier." The Holy One twisted the jade holder and said.
The relationship between the monarch and his ministers was like the ripples caused by a huge stone falling into a lake. It finally calmed down. At this time, the rickety old dog finally came quickly with the imperial doctor. However, before he got close, he heard that the Holy Spirit The voice has come.
"I see that Prime Minister Xiao's illness has reached the end of his life...Zhong Qi has passed the decree to remove the traditional Chinese medicine officer from Prime Minister Xiao's mansion..."
Then he spoke softly to the old man in front of him: "The situation in the north is over. I will no longer interfere. If he can escape, I will let him go. If he can't escape... As for Mr., he left the palace to recover from his illness." , it’s not too late to enter the palace again.”
The old man bowed his head slightly and bowed to Jiuwu: "I, in compliance with the Holy Majesty's will, I will go back to my house now... I will present a book to the court tomorrow morning..."
"No need, it's cold tonight, I'm tired, I want to take a rest early... Zhongqi!"
The Holy One had already fluttered his sleeves and turned around. When the voice came out, a rickety old dog came quickly from the distance. He bowed down and heard the Holy One whispering a few words. After the Holy One left, he turned around and raised his hand slightly towards the golden-armored guard in the distance. , this group of elite Qi Yunwei then retreated quietly and orderly.
In just one stick of incense, there was no one else here. Only the cold city walls and the still shining stars in the sky accompanied the upright national warrior, standing in the cold wind.
The rickety old dog saw the lonely and upright figure, and looked back in the direction where Jiu Wu left. After the Holy Lord disappeared, he took a few steps and walked to the old man's side: "Master Xiao, let me escort the Prime Minister out of the palace. "
The old man's eyes were burning as he looked at the figure of Jiuwu who had long since disappeared. Then he opened his mouth with Zhongqi, slowly turned around and walked out of the palace.
The rickets came first, and the old man followed. The two of them did not have any sexual conversation along the way. When they arrived in front of the palace gate, the old man suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the great eunuch for the first time.
Feeling the gaze of this unparalleled national scholar, Zhongqi bent down deeper, and his wrinkled face was almost invisible, only his soft and sharp voice came out.
"Take care, Prime Minister Xiao. I want to go back to serve Your Majesty, so I sent Prime Minister Xiao here."
After finishing speaking, Zhongqi put the whisk in his hand on his forearm, turned around and faced the emperor.
When he was about to leave, he heard the voice of an old man behind him.
"Eunuch Zhongqi has been with me for many years, and has been with me for many years. I wonder if I have ever forgotten what it feels like to win the river?"
The figure froze, and the rickety old dog did not speak, but his waist bent deeper... The scholar did not care that Zhongqi had not answered his question, he just turned around and waited for the heavy palace door to slowly open, with his head held high. Come out calmly.
At this time, outside the palace gate of the imperial city, Wang Yue'er was staring at the nine-door governor in front of him with an angry look on his face, who refused to follow his own wishes.
"Duanmuqiu, is this the princess who asked you to escort me into the palace to embarrass you? Don't forget that you are not only a minister of the Holy Emperor, but also the apprentice of the Prime Minister. Grandpa Xiao had already coughed up blood when he entered the palace. Is it difficult for you to do so? If you don’t want to watch Grandpa Xiao become ill, the Governor of the Nine Sects... Huh, I want to teach you a lesson today."
Seeing Wang Yuer's behavior, Zhang Hude, who was watching from the carriage, couldn't help but take a step forward and said to Wu Fen, who was calm beside him: "Old Wu, the princess has lost her temper. Although Duan Muqiu will not embarrass her, we can't protect all those nine guards who are guilty. You stupid person, I'm going to give Yue'er a helping hand, just to soothe the anger in my chest."
As soon as he moved, Zhang Hude was stopped by Wu Fen, and he showed a puzzled look. Wu Fen frowned and said: "Yueer's move is just to make the matter as big as possible. It's best to alert him." That person in the imperial city can only make that person afraid by knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger. You must know that behind Yue'er, there is also Old General Wang..." Kanshu La
Patting his head, Zhang Hude suddenly said: "That's it, I almost ruined Yue'er's plan."
"Just be patient and wait, just in time for Yue'er to deal with that traitor Duan Muqiu..."
Before Wu Fen finished speaking, his eyes suddenly moved slightly and turned towards the palace gate of the imperial city. He saw the figure of Xiao Xiang slowly walking out and stepped forward to meet him. Zhang Hude wondered why Old Wu, who had been urging him to calm down just a moment ago, acted impulsively. Go until his eyes followed Old Wu and saw the old figure, he couldn't hold back anymore and ran away wildly.
Wang Yue'er also saw Grandpa Xiao's figure, gave up her thoughts of entangled with Duan Muqiu, and walked away with her clothes. The three of them were almost in front of Xiao Xiang at the same time. Wang Yue'er looked at the old man with a solemn face and full of fatigue. His lake-like eyes were full of heartache, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Xiao Xiang's arm and spoke.
"Grandpa Xiao..."
Just as he was about to speak, he felt that the old man's figure was already weak. The moment he touched his arm with his own palm, he could no longer hold on and fell on his back.
"Xiao Xiang!"
"Master Prime Minister!"
"Grandpa Xiao!"
Deep in the palace, Jiuwu was twirling his jade holder, watching coldly everything happening outside the palace gate, until the scene of the old figure falling came into his eyes, a smile finally appeared on the corners of his lips, he turned around and said to himself, Go to the deep palace.
"Li Kurong, I finally know why after you founded Wangli Villa, you turned from being full of enthusiasm to thanking guests behind closed doors... It seems that I should go to Wangli Villa in person this year and give you the reward in person to thank you for helping my father. The merit..."
After taking a few steps, Jiuwu seemed to remember something again. He raised his hand and looked at the stars in the night sky and murmured: "Boy, let's see how you escape from my chess game..."
