Kyoto.
It was midnight, and the Prime Minister had not yet fallen asleep. He was leaning on the cabinet chair, thinking about how to solve the trouble caused by the demon clan in the East China Sea.
There was a servant running quickly outside the door, and the Prime Minister Zuo shook his head. Ever since what happened that year, there has been no peace in the palace.
I asked the Taoist Heavenly Master to come and see it, but he couldn't explain why.
However, every night late at night, the little emperor would be awakened. Some doctors thought it was a heart disease, but they could not find the medicine in the world.
The left prime minister is wearing tight clothes. He is over fifty and looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, all because of his talent.
At his age, he is the only one in the world who can cultivate to the second level. He was also the protagonist of the big win story back then.
However, time passed and at some point, he became the biggest evil dragon in the story.
He tightened his clothes tightly. He knew what happened back then, and he was also a little afraid in his heart. He could protect his body with his talents, but he could not protect his heart, so the Prime Minister simply loosened his clothes.
In this life, he was ashamed of his family and himself, but he was worthy of the people of the world.
I have no guilt in my heart and I am naturally never afraid!
Prime Minister Zuo opened his eyes and looked into the distance strangely: "When I heard the name of Confucian Temple, who wrote Mingzhou poems in the middle of the night?"
"These vitriolic scholars just have nothing to do and don't want to work hard for the country. They write these useless poems. If they are really capable, why not write a war poem to open our eyes."
"Huh?" Zuo Xiang was stunned. He had just turned his chair, so the location over there is not the State Confucian Temple, but the Imperial Palace Confucian Temple?
He stood up, feeling uneasy. Before he could speak, an internal official knocked on the door.
"Lord Zuo Xiang, Sir Zuo Xiang, I have a copy of the poems sent by the Imperial Palace Sage Confucian Temple!"
Prime Minister Zuo took two steps forward and opened the door, took the poem from the hand of the chamberlain, looked at it quietly, and was a little stunned: "You don't know that the sky is like water when you are drunk?"
"A boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy!"
"Good poem, great! Just back off!"
Zuo Guang came to the door, lay down in a chair, and looked around the palace. He felt that the coldness was lighter.
As soon as the poem "Zhengguo" comes out, the fortune of the country will inevitably rise, and it will have a direct impact on the fortune of the palace.
"Another poem to subjugate the country!" Zuo Xiang was lying in the imperial chair, not knowing what he was thinking of writing. Everyone in the world called him a traitor, but no one knew why he was a traitor.
After all, his surname is Zhao, not Zhu.
He cannot sit firmly in this world. The surname Zhu has been winning for nearly a thousand years. This foundation cannot be changed without force!
The left minister shook his poem, and when he saw the name below, he suddenly stood up: "Zhou Dagu?"
In the night sky, the palace finally lost its coldness, but the left prime minister felt more cold in his heart: "It's Zhou Dagu again!"
Zuo Xiang opened the door and walked quickly outside the palace: "Go back!"
The chamberlain raised his hands and asked, "What about the East China Sea Monster Clan?"
"Let's discuss it tomorrow!"
The Zuo Prime Minister passed the Zhong Street in his sedan chair, walked to Dongfang City, and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion. He sat in the study and read the poem.
The more beautiful this poem is, the more disgusting it is in his heart!
"Why is it a poem about Zhengguo again? Why is it Zhou Dagu again!"
"Come on, call those brothers!"
The ground in the Prime Minister's Mansion shook, and the servants did not dare to go out.
The moon appeared on the branches about half a moment later.
A short man, no more than a foot tall, walked into the room. When he saw Zuo Xian, he hurriedly knelt down and bowed: "I have seen Zuo Xian's benefactor!"
The left prime minister nodded: "How is your brother now?"
The one-foot-tall man looked at the giant outside the door: "Almost! His mind has stabilized recently! He is no longer as fierce as before!"
"Well! He was originally a demon in the sky. He accidentally entered the human world. The human world suppressed his luck, which made him fierce. I led his luck to the underground of the palace, and used the palace's luck to suppress his luck. This Only then did his mind slowly turn into a human!"
"It's just!" Zuo Xiang looked down at the little man on the ground: "If you want him to completely turn into a human, you still need some medicine!"
The one-foot-tall man looked up. His skin was like a dead tree, his face had many horizontal lines, and his facial features were squeezed together. It looked strange.
"Please teach me, sir. As long as you are willing to save my unfortunate brother, I am willing to dedicate my life to you!"
Zuo was stunned for a moment and then said, "You are kind to your brother!"
"Hey, my parents are no longer here! We grew up together. Even though I'm not tall, Erlang has always listened to me. He will definitely listen to whatever I ask him to do!" Yi Chiding raised his head and looked at me. Outside, a tall giant stood with a smile on his face.
They are obviously brothers, but they are one foot taller than the other.
If you don't grow taller, it's all because of the pressure of life!
As the elder brother, he was forced to become a father and gave all his strength to his brother. If he were not afraid that his brother would live alone in the world, Ichicho Ding would have thought that it would be okay even if he gave up his life.
The Prime Minister Zuo nodded: "I need you to help me kill someone! No!"
"You are going to kill someone yourself!"
Tong Yichi nodded: "Don't worry, you are much more powerful than me. You need us. What I'm asking for is to rest assured. Sir, I will keep this brother with you!"
"I'd like you to help take care of the disease on his head. I'll do anything for him. If the little one can't come back!"
"Please find a wife for my second son so that he can have someone to take care of him in the future!"
"Don't worry!" Tong Yichi stood up. The little man couldn't reach the corner of the table, but he stood upright in the darkness: "This person is what I want to kill, and what I want to do is what I want to do. It has nothing to do with other people!"
Zuo Xiang smiled. This was why he was willing to raise this little man. Sometimes these bad guys are much easier to use than good guys.
If a good person is moral, his relatives will betray him.
There is no morality in the hearts of bad people. All they can hold in their hearts are their loved ones, and there is nothing left to sell!
"Your brother, I will arrange it and live in Xiangguo Temple. Don't worry, when you come back, I will give you a healthy brother. If this matter is done, you will no longer owe me any more! By then, I will give you some money and let you live a normal life!"
"Thank you, Prime Minister! Thank you, Prime Minister!" Tong Yichi knocked his head on the ground and kowtowed.
When Tong Yizhang saw his brother's appearance, he thought he was injured and immediately became angry.
Tong Yichi rushed out and grabbed his head: "Yizhang, it's okay! It's okay!"
He tilted his head and looked at Zuo Xiang's study: "I'm leaving, I'm going to see my mother, wait for me to come back, wait for my brother to come back!"
Tong Yichi took his younger brother and slowly walked into the backyard and into the tunnel of the Prime Minister's Mansion. There was a place there that could attract the luck of the royal family.
He knew from the time he came in a few years ago that he would be tied to the left prime minister for everything in this life.
The left prime minister stole the royal luck, what did he want to do?
If you know this, can you still walk away alive?
Tong Yichi shook his head. For a person like him, life is not easy, so he doesn't expect anything else.
Zuo Xiang's study became quiet.
The Prime Minister on the left looked towards the moon.
He spoke to the darkness: "Go to Xiangzhou, ask Zhao Lu to judge, give him the things, and tell him that if things go wrong, his road to Qingyun will be cut off!"
The darkness nodded again, and the shadow left the darkness and turned into an eagle and flew into the sky.
At night, Zhou Dagu just returned to the small courtyard.
He took out a bottle of wine from the Qingyun bag, lay on the recliner, and looked at the sky.
He sighed and swallowed another sip of wine.
Zhou Dagu was lying on the recliner rocking from side to side, completely unaware that a big conspiracy was coming against him!
He didn't want to know either.
Zhou Dagu stood up and gave the reclining chair beside him a heavy kick: "Excuse me!"
Someone climbed over the wall and was admitted to hospital. Zhou Dagu saw Xu Dian's face clearly and nodded: "Go to sleep, Brother Dian!"
Late at night.
Who is sleeping and who is not sleeping, no one knows!
