There are two chief officials in Xia Songjing City, one is named He and the other is named Su. However, most people would not call these two people by their original names when they were still among the people. Firstly, they are afraid that such words will be heard. Let's settle the accounts later. Secondly, both of them entered the palace at a young age. They said that they had forgotten too many old things from their childhood. Their names had long been forgotten. They only remembered the names of the middle-ranking officials given in the palace. One was named One of the purple talismans is called the Eight-legged Duke. Among them, the purple talisman is the main one, and the eight-legged princess is the outer one. Because of his position as a middle official, the whole capital is made of gold and iron, and is especially valued by saints.
The power of the middle officials in the past dynasties is great, but Hanyuan Huixue can use the cave to receive it. The saints in the world will reward more, and the middle officials who speak softly and appropriately in the inner courtyard of the palace will naturally receive more, while the ordinary saints will not. Those who are more important or have more strength at hand can only do their own duties, such as serving food, bathing, shaping and shaping herbs, and other things. Zhongguan has already been very good at it. Therefore, the sporadic power that the Holy Spirit deliberately spreads has fallen to every generation of Zhongguan. They are particularly cautious. , sometimes they go all out, and sometimes they keep to themselves. Not to mention that even Zi Fu and Ba Zu Gong, who are most respected and respected by the Holy Master, have a lot of money, food, manpower, and power in their two palms. They are not very large. Taking over is the icing on the cake. After all, even if there is no one left behind, there have been times in the previous dynasties where middle officials conspired to support the python. Even though the saint Xia Song is now virtuous and benevolent, he still has never handed over important posts to the imperial city's middle officials.
Zi Fu rarely left the palace in the past few days, and he returned today. The wind was so strong outside that even the snow-covered clouds could not stop. It was a clear night and the moon was cold. As soon as he entered the palace, he was placed in the wrong place?????????? ?????The Eight-legged Duke waiting at the palace wall stopped him before asking. The Eight-legged Duke pointed at his knees twice, and ignored whether the purple talisman was following him, and then walked towards the Shinsai Palace, carrying it on his shoulders. He was already stooped, but his legs were still very strong, and he could even move his feet swiftly, and his feet were silent. People who have always been familiar with the affairs of the palace know that just by looking at the weight and speed of the Zhongguan's footsteps, it is difficult to tell where the person is. However, at least one thing can be seen, which is the age of the Zhongguan in the palace. Those who are young and heavy at times are mostly very young, or have just entered the palace, but those who are still standing and can walk freely and silently must have stayed in the imperial city for a considerable period of time before they can be trained to be as good as a civet cat. The body method comes.
There has never been anyone in the Shinsai Palace, but it was prepared by saints and ministers every few years when they were fasting here. Over the years, senior officials had figured out the rules and ways of this place, so this place naturally became a quiet place for high-ranking officials to talk. In the realm, even if there are many eyeliners in the imperial city, they tacitly leave a secluded place for the high-ranking officials in the palace. This can also be used to slightly relieve their cautious and cautious thoughts, and they can speak freely. I have never heard of anyone here. The news leaked out. If you want to elaborate, it is the kindness of the saint. Furthermore, if you think about it more deeply, it is because you have the confidence to have Xia Song Palace in your hands and let them talk in private without any chance of shaking the foundation. Therefore, over the years, there have been secret hands in Zhongguan. One tap of the fingers and knees means finding a quiet place to talk, two taps of the fingers and knees means going to the Shinsai Palace to talk, and three taps of the fingers and knees indicates a face to face.
The appearance of the Eight-legged Duke is around fifty, but there are still no fine lines at the end of the eyes, and his face is like a crown jewel. In fact, some people say that this Eight-legged Duke, who is not in the palace all the time, is already over sixty years old, but he has no trace of any Zi Fu, who is old and has a modest manner as a middle official, is also more elegant as a civil servant. Compared to his temperament, Zi Fu is quieter and more casual. Now he stands outside the Shinsai Palace and speaks first.
"I haven't seen him for nearly a year, but Zi Fu is very old. The years in the palace are difficult, it is indeed hard work."
"When did Mr. Bazu know how to say polite words of greetings and greetings?" Zifu's face relaxed a little, and he glanced at Mr. Bazu's temples. The sour taste in his words did not diminish but increased, "After all, it's because I'm in the palace." In addition, even if you have nothing to do, just look at the flowers, birds, snow and moon, you can relax your mind. It is not uncommon to have such a state. Year after year, you will never see your hair grow old."
Ba Zu Gong has always been good at words, calligraphy, painting and poetry. If the painter of Dian Bing Guan Nianping hadn't come out on top a few years ago, perhaps the best calligraphy and painting in Xia Song Imperial City would have fallen to Ba Zu Gong. He is obviously He was a middle-ranking official who many courtiers did not want to see him in private. However, because of his talent, knowledge and methods, no one in the palace could find any flaws. It was even more difficult for him to have excellent eyesight and know how to assess the situation.
"Based on our personal relationship, it's far from this. These words of commendation are just what the person in the palace said, and they are just relayed here." Although he spoke calmly, the eight-legged male always stared at Qingjing. There were a few lights in the imperial city, and a few palace maids holding lanterns in the distance walked through the palace, like fireflies flying in summer. After the lights faded away, they looked at the purple talisman and continued, "Besides, there is another important event. , the sage means that it is enough to spread it to two or three close friends, but not to spread it too far. I estimate that if three people in the capital know about this, it is expected that the head will be moved. I don’t want to tell you, but after thinking about it, It would be most appropriate if only you are informed."
Fan Yuanyang, who had become very famous in Xia Song in recent years, was returning from a tour. He had not even arrived in the capital in person, and he had sent several memorials along the way. However, he was highly regarded by the saint and was given an official position. He was already a leader. I will return to the capital soon. With this official position and power as the head of hundreds of civil and military officials, the changes to the law mentioned in the memorial will soon be implemented.
"Brother Zifu has probably heard about Fan Yuanyang's reputation, but I know more. After all, he was named Bazugong because of his kindness. Weaving the web is the top priority. Those silk threads told our family, This person is very creative, especially good at making the layout stable. In the early years, the family behind him was weak, but it was also because of this person's transformation that it became more prosperous. Now the Fan family can be the leader in the entire Xiasong. Fan Yuanyang was the first to achieve success. He has both the support and the strategy. I think it is from this person that Xia Songyi will become famous."
After saying these words, Zi Fu suddenly wanted to turn around and leave, but stopped when he was called by the Eight Foot Master.
"If you don't take me as your confidant, why bother talking about it?"
The Eight-legged Duke paused, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face.
"There are countless masters in the palace, and they belong to you and me. Although there are trustworthy people in the Holy Sage, it is always inconvenient to take action. How can the Fan family be welcomed by ordinary people now that it is so powerful? What's more, Fan Yuanyang Yifa has already It has aroused many overt and covert grudges and murderous intentions. If this matter is not done cleanly and neatly, it will be difficult to say that it will be successful. If the truth is revealed, it will be enough to shake the capital. You and I are both elderly people. If there is any trouble in Xia Song, my heart will be hurt. Don’t be so excited.”
Zi Fu's face still had that dull and dignified look, but after hearing the words, he quickly understood, his thoughts turned, he silently raised his head and glanced at the highest point of the palace, shook his head and sighed.
The Holy One should have been in the prime of life, but the bitter and mellow medicinal taste of the imperial city's soup has been lingering for years. After today, it will be rare for the bloody air to overpower the medicinal taste.
Less than a hundred miles away from the imperial city, the armored cavalry took a break and rested in a wine shop for the night. On this trip, there were about hundreds of cavalry following Fan Yuanyang on patrol, 70% of them were followers of the Fan family, and they were accompanied by hundreds of cavalry carried by Fan Yuanyang when he left the capital. They were all armored soldiers from the capital. They also wore armor and carried swords. However, most of them were not martial arts practitioners. Their complexions were extremely ugly when the horses were jolted. Even Fan Yuanyang, who was only in his fifties and was thin and frail, could not bear to suffer such pain, so he stopped. I will rest for a few hours and return to Beijing tomorrow.
The shopkeeper of the wine shop had never seen such a scene before, and he was even more puzzled as to why the leading scholar, who clearly held a high position, chose to rest in a place where there was no village before or a big city, and the small inn behind the wine shop could only accommodate There were twenty or thirty people, but Fan Yuanyang said that this place was very good, and he was not busy taking a rest. He sat across from the inn with the shopkeeper, drinking and tasting tea, and unconsciously chatted for nearly half an hour.
The bitterness in it surged out for no reason, making the wine shop owner, who was in his forties, drink a few more glasses.
Hundreds of miles away from the capital, there is still unspeakable suffering. The money used to build new pavements and eaves tiles in such a stormy weather has been written down many years ago, but it is not enough to replace the roof tiles, or even three cups or two cups of rice wine. All are insufficient. The next of kin has reached school age and has no one to take him in. Since he can't get any fame, he has to stay at home and run the tavern and inn for the shopkeeper. He has perfected his skills in pouring wine and swallowing his anger.
It is still the capital city of Xia Song, still under the steps of the imperial palace, no palace maids are passing through, the middle palace is walking on tiptoe, the lights are sparse and then suddenly brightened.
The red dragon attracts flying fire and hangs in the sky, just like stars lighting up the eaves of a building. The man in brown clothes, who was walking with sword energy all over his body, continuously passed out sword energy several times. The sword energy was swallowed up by the red dragon like a waterfall. It is still like a mud cow entering the sea. The purple-skinned gourd took away the brilliant brilliance and stopped for the time being. Attack.
An unknown white-clothed and red dragon came to the Five Feet Realm. Even though the gray-clothed man was well-informed, he still couldn't figure out what kind of magical power this man was using, so he delayed making any moves and shouted loudly. call.
"There has never been anyone like Dao Brother in this five-foot realm. It is just a place to wait for others. Besides, there are no old grudges or feuds, so you might as well leave."
The man in white who fell from mid-air and sat on the eaves of the palace ignored the man in gray. Instead, he looked at the man in brown with sword energy rolling around his body with great interest. He seemed to be talking to himself, "Five-foot realm, five-foot realm, You are not ashamed of the word shameless. You are not the one who named me, but the sword energy is somewhat meaningful. I guess if you cut off the energy in the meridians into millions, and pass through the precious gourd, the sword energy can be broken into pieces. In order to harm someone, it is like millions of perfect sword energy stacked in one place, no wonder it is so bluffing."
"Besides, I made a mistake. There may not be any old grudges, but there must be new grudges." The man in white spoke in a brisk voice, until he glanced at the place where the iron ropes were entangled at the bottom of the stairs. He quickly withdrew his gaze and beckoned for a red dragon leaping in mid-air. He reached out and touched the mane of the latter's forehead.
??????????????????"I've also practiced swordsmanship. You might as well compare. We won't eat dirty things."
The first half of the sentence is about talking to the man in brown, but the second half is about complaining to the red dragon.
Using two fingers as sword fingers, he swept down a hanging star. The thick sword energy, which was ten times the width and length of the sword energy delivered by the man in brown, pressed across half of the palace.
I don't know if this sword energy can reach the sky.
