When our eyes meet, there are many things that need no words.
The people from Donghuang Pavilion came to the palace, and after meeting Bai Song, they knelt down beside Li Shimin's bed and saluted.
Looking at this posture, it seems that he is bowing to Li Shimin?
A father-in-law sent Bai Song out, and Bai Song asked, "What's going on with the Japanese people inside?"
The father-in-law replied in a low voice: "Lord Bai, you don't know. In the war the day before yesterday, these Japanese people served as the emperor's internal agents, infiltrated into the rebels and fought back at the critical moment, and made great achievements. After all, they are also the key to reversing the situation. Huan, now the emperor trusts these outsiders very much."
"These are not ordinary foreigners!" Bai Song said with a sullen face, turning around to see Li Shimin again.
Before Bai Song could make a move, his father-in-law pulled him and whispered, "Master Bai, what are you doing?"
"Of course I am warning the emperor to stay away from those Japanese people."
"My lord, let's change the time... After all, Master Bai saved the emperor's life, and these Japanese people also saved the emperor? In terms of merit, Master Bai and those Japanese people are actually the same. Now the emperor believes in them , no matter what the adults say, the emperor may not listen to it. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Japanese people are not good people. Why doesn’t the emperor not know it? It’s just that people have made great contributions. If they can’t reward according to their merits, they still won’t be appreciated by the emperor. What will happen to the emperor in the future? To win over the world's elites? Furthermore, the emperor does not believe in them, but believes in being able to control these Japanese people. There are some words that my lord has said in vain. If you want to give advice, at least wait until you have something to do with the Japanese people."
An old eunuch could see things so clearly that Bai Song had to give up some of his desperate thoughts.
Regarding the issue of Donghuang Pavilion, Bai Song was too sensitive. If it were for other things, Bai Song would not have acted so impulsively.
Bai Song's worry about Donghuang Pavilion has always been focused on the fact that the other party and himself are mortal enemies. The conflict between the two parties has been irreconcilable, and Donghuang Pavilion still has huge energy to hurt Bai Song. These people have always been Bai Song. A serious problem for Song Dynasty.
Before that, Bai Song had heard about the battle between Jian Shisan and Dong Huang. From Jian Shisan's mouth, Bai Song had witnessed Dong Huang's weird and inexplicable moves, so he became increasingly uneasy.
But Bai Song quickly regained his composure after a brief adjustment.
This is Chang'an, not the territory of Donghuang Pavilion. Judging from the fact that they are currying favor with the emperor, their actions in Chang'an are somewhat fearful.
Now is not the time to break up.
During this period, Bai Song still had time to prepare, at least further improving his strength was the simplest and most direct way.
At this moment, Bai Song remembered that it was time to meet the male version of Wang Yuyan brought back by Jian Shisan.
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Qing Yi has been recuperating in Beiding Palace for three days.
During the battle in the Imperial City, he broke a leg, which made him look a little depressed.
Also under the bombardment of the Shenwu cannon, he managed to escape with a breath of luck, and listened to Jian Shisan's words and arrived at the Beiding Palace.
When he came, Qing Yi had only one breath left. When he arrived at the gate of the backyard of the palace, he announced Jian Shisan's name.
But the servants of the palace had no intention of taking him in.
Just as Qing Yi was about to fall into coma, a little girl carrying a sword came out of the palace and asked someone to take him in.
Later, Qing Yi found out that this little girl was the princess of the palace.
It's just that this little princess is not like the ladies from other prominent families in Chang'an. Instead, she has a heroic spirit, and she has actually practiced swordsmanship at a young age.
Sword intention is not true energy, but a temperament that can be understood but cannot be expressed.
The young eagle is eleven years old. Because of her grassland blood, she is more mature than ordinary girls. She was born tall and beautiful early on, with beige skin. She smells like a grassland, but she still has the etiquette of a wealthy family. She looks like this every time she sees her. Gives people a bright appearance.
During the three days of training, this little princess was taking care of Qing Yi.
Although the little princess does not do it herself, every time the little princess comes, she will bring a bunch of servants with her and carefully give instructions to take care of Qing Yi's daily life.
Qing Yi saw it in her eyes and felt grateful.
But there was no dialogue for three days.
Today, Qing Yi can get up from the bed, and he will start to get used to moving on one foot without using his energy.
And when Qing Yi stumbled to the door and saw the little princess in the courtyard, her eyes lit up.
The young eagle follows the rhythm of daily life and practices his sword every day.
Xiao Yingying studied under Jian Shisan and practiced orthodox Taoist swordsmanship. He practiced his sword intention and even strengthened his righteousness.
The little girl's sword moves in the courtyard are clean and neat. Although she is a girl, she is also brave and heroic, not inferior to the men.
This grandmaster has seen many geniuses in his life, but he has never seen such an otherworldly little girl.
"Prodigy! This is a prodigy!"
For a moment, Qing Yi was so excited that his hands were shaking. He had been lying on the bed for the past three days and thought about many things. He knew that his legs were useless and it would be impossible to improve in martial arts in the future.
But in his mind, he had an overview of the world's martial arts, but he couldn't integrate them all. This was Qing Yi's biggest regret in his life.
Because he knows too much about martial arts, he knows how far the limits of martial arts in this world are. His greatest wish in this life is to integrate the world's classics into one person, and perhaps transcend the way of heaven.
Now the wish has come to an end, and eternal life cannot be fulfilled.
I was feeling very regretful and helpless, but I didn't expect that I would see the most infinitely chosen son in the world at my first glance today.
"Little Princess! Little Princess!"
Qing Yi couldn't help shouting.
Young Eagle was practicing sword practice when he didn't notice Qing Yi coming out of the room next to him. He thrust his sword into the ground and ran over quickly.
"Senior, why don't you take a good rest?"
Qing Yi couldn't hear this at the moment and looked at the young eagle seriously: "Little princess, stand up straight and show me!"
The young eagle frowned slightly, but still stood obediently.
Qing Yi supported the wall and bowed down to greet him: "Little princess, please forgive me for offending you. Let me touch your bones."
"That's inappropriate!" The young eagle took a few steps back, but the little girl knew etiquette very well.
Qing Yi had a look of regret on his face, but he didn't know what to say, so he changed his mind and asked, "Who taught you how to use the sword?"
"Master's Sword Thirteen."
"It turns out it's him. No wonder...no wonder he can teach such an upright sword."
"I saved you because you said Master's name. I haven't asked Senior yet whether you are friends with Master?"
"It wasn't before, but it was after the battle in the Imperial City."
"Senior, did you really escape from the imperial city?"
"Is your master okay?"
"He was injured and is still recovering."
Qing Yi nodded, and then said: "Little princess, would you mind having one more master?"
The young eagle was stunned, glanced at Qing Yi warily, and said solemnly: "Of course I mind!"
Qing Yi looked disappointed again.
But at this moment, Bai Song's voice came from behind: "I don't mind, Young Eagle, you can worship this master."
