After Xu Huaigu returned from the residence of those Taoist priests, he stayed in his room and carefully thought about countermeasures and clues.
Early the next morning, it was still the fourth watch and the cockcrow had not yet sounded.
Xu Huaigu sat quietly on the bed, with only the sound of raindrops falling in his ears. At this time, even his extremely light breathing became harsh.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door warily.
There were rapid footsteps.
Could it be that someone discovered his identity?
Xu Huaigu frowned, secretly took out a sword, and put it behind his forearm.
Immediately, the footsteps became heavy and rapid, followed by several loud kicks on the door, accompanied by a man's curse: "You newcomers inside, don't you look at what time it is now? You are still sleeping to death." You're like a pig. In half an hour, the morning court will start. If you're late, let's see how you can save your head!"
Xu Huaigu was a little jumpy at the man's voice at first, but when he heard that he was going to work as a guard, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At least his identity has not been discovered, which is already good.
He pretended to be panicked, rolled over from the bed, and replied: "Oh, I overslept! I'll go right away, thank you for reminding me, brother!"
The man outside kicked the door hard and shouted: "You short-lived devil, you dare to be so late on the first day of court, sooner or later you will be beheaded! Country bumpkin, I think you should go back to farming!" "
Then he said angrily: "I don't know where this shitty luck came from... Such a good position as the imperial guard was taken by a country bumpkin like you. It's really annoying!"
I bet he was just bullying Xu Huaigu and had no background.
Xu Huaigu glanced sideways at the door that was being kicked and shaking, and he felt a little murderous intention in his heart.
Ignorant idiot, disgusting.
But he had something important to do and had no time to argue with this man. He just pretended that he didn't hear anything and hurriedly put on his armor and prepared to go to the Qinzheng Hall where hundreds of officials would meet in the morning.
After he came back last night, he didn't fall asleep, but he didn't expect that Dayu Kingdom's morning dynasty would start at the fourth watch. It seemed that Lin Hongzhi's life as emperor was not as good as he imagined.
Lin Cangyang allowed him to come in as an imperial guard, which actually had another great benefit. That is, Xu Huaigu is guarding outside the Qinzheng Hall. With his slight cultivation, he can hear the political discussions inside the Qinzheng Hall, so this is also crucial for him to understand the national conditions of Dayu.
Xu Huaigu was actually very interested in the current situation of Dayu Country.
When he arrived at the Qinzheng Hall, he happened to see an old man walking slowly into the Qinzheng Hall, walking alone in the dark with steady steps.
The old man is tall and tall, with a gray beard and a long hair. His walk is very standard, even a little rigid. The most eye-catching thing is his pair of sword-like eyebrows and narrow eyes, as sharp as a blade.
The old man was wearing a large purple robe, with a small golden seal and a green hairpin ribbon tied around his waist.
Xu Huaigu only glanced at it and began to sweat coldly subconsciously.
With the golden seal and green ribbon, the highest official position in the Dayu Kingdom, this person could only be the national advisor who temporarily acted as the agent for all government affairs of the Dayu Kingdom.
The national master of the Dayu Kingdom had a surname of Ling and a given name of Li. Together with Zuo, it means Ling Li.
This name can be said to be sharp and it fits the old man's personality very well. It is said that Ling Li was originally from China and a monk in the Eighth Realm. However, when he entered Dayu Country, he fell in love with a mortal woman from Dayu Country for some reason.
The woman met Ling Li when she was thirty years old. Before that, she had suffered a lot in the first half of her life. When she encountered Lingli, her life span had been too much, and she was already old and dying at the age of forty-five.
But what is even more incomprehensible than Ling Li falling in love with a mortal woman is that he would trade all his cultivation in the Eighth Realm for ten years of life for her, allowing the woman to live for another ten years before dying.
After that, Ling Li lived in seclusion in the mountain forest next to the woman's grave. During every festival, he would go to pay homage to the woman's grave.
This matter has always been controversial.
Some people say that being fierce is a sign of true love, while others say that being fierce is going against the will of heaven and changing one's lifespan, and one will be punished by heaven.
No one knows the truth of the story, and Ling Li has always kept silent about it.
His cultivation is gone, but his vision and knowledge are still there. So after the Molong incident, under Lin Hongzhi's repeated requests, he finally took up the position of national advisor of Dayu Kingdom three years ago, with powers that were somewhat greater than those of the prime minister. In recent years, Dayu State has made several proposals to deal with Molong, such as the Four-Nation Alliance, which were all made by him.
In fact, with a fierce state of mind, even the cultivation level cannot be ignored, why would he care about the position of a national teacher in Dayu Kingdom?
Some people say that Ling Li is tired of the secluded life in the mountains and forests and wants to come out of the mountains again. Some people also say that Ling Li became an official just to protect the hometown of that woman.
Lingli also never talks about these arguments.
This makes Ling Guoshi always a very controversial figure.
Ling Li only had to glance at Xu Huaigu, and Xu Huaigu felt like his heart was being seen through, as if he was being pointed between the eyebrows by a sword.
Really fierce.
Xu Huaigu was afraid that his identity would be exposed, but fortunately Ling Li only glanced at him, and then walked into the Qinzheng Hall as before with steady steps.
Sonorous footsteps resounded in the deserted Qinzheng Hall, like lonely drumbeats in the dark night.
He went up the steps in front of the throne and didn't stop until he reached the seat. He turned around and stood still, then looked at the vast darkness outside the palace door, wondering what he was thinking.
Someone asked him why he wanted to become an official, but he never answered.
The answer is not on his lips, but on the throne next to him, which should be the coldest and most crude in the world.
But now the owner of this seat is still dying on the hospital bed.
Being fierce is tiring.
Perhaps because of the lack of practice, Ling Li felt that he had to get up at the fourth hour of the day, which was a bit too much for his old bones.
During the three years when he became the national master of Dayu Kingdom, he thought too much.
He saw how a human emperor gave up enjoyment and focused on people's livelihood and the army. He also saw how the officials below lined their own pockets and used all their scheming and means to form cliques and fight against each other.
Sometimes it's not that monks don't care about human affairs, but that seeing too many of the obscene things in the world really ruins the Taoist mind.
He was disappointed.
He was just staying in this palace, but he knew very well how many overt and dark forces were at play in Xingqing City at this time.
Song Yan from the Demon Sect...
One black and one white, two women of unknown origin selling oil-paper umbrellas...
The Taoist priest who wants to extend the life of the emperor...
Even that martial artist Qi Chaoshu...he couldn't see through it.
For the first time, he suddenly felt that having cultivation was really a good thing, at least he didn't have to rely on others for everything.
The sky outside is getting brighter, and the rainy night has finally passed.
But the mist that shrouded Xingqing City did not dissipate.
Fortunately, his spine never bent.
