Tianzi Mountain.
Jiang Ruoting followed the sound and saw Zhou Ruoxiao separating from the ministers and slowly walking towards him.
"I wonder what the second prince thinks of my poem?" Zhou Ruoxiao stood at Jiang Ruoting's step and asked with a smile.
Zhou Ruoxiao looked at him with a pair of deep eyes, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
For some reason, Jiang Ruoting had a vague premonition in his heart.
When he was very young, he knew the name of Zhou Ruoxiao, a general who was invincible on the battlefield and fought bloody battles in all directions.
When he was sent to guard Yumen Pass, the West Desert Kingdom was even more frightened.
Emperor Jiang even gave him the title of Xiaoyao King and received numerous awards.
As Zhou Ruoxiao's face turned cold and hard, Jiang Ruoting felt a trace of panic that he hadn't felt in a long time.
He has always been playing a balance between Wang Daofan and Zhou Ruoxiao.
Thinking that everything is under their control, the two of them can't make any waves.
He thought he could control the two of them tightly and put himself on the throne.
He has always been extremely confident, but when he looked at Zhou Ruoxiao today, his original confidence was gone.
"This poem is majestic, powerful, and has the intention to ascend to heaven. Dare I ask Lord Zhou, does it have the intention of ascending to heaven?" Jiang Ruoting pondered for a long time and said slowly.
The expressions of the officials below all changed drastically at this time. They all did not understand why Zhou Ruoxiao would write such a poem, and they did not dare to guess the deeper meaning.
"Climb to the sky? Then I don't dare." Zhou Ruoxiao said slowly, "Aren't we here to climb the Tianzi Mountain today? I just felt that I wanted to climb to the sky... Zishan, that's all. The second prince must not What a thought."
While Zhou Ruoxiao was talking, he kept approaching Jiang Ruoting, and Jiang Ruoting did not retreat at all. In the end, their faces were almost touching each other, and their two pairs of knife-like eyes looked at each other fiercely.
All the ministers were shocked at this time. Zhou Ruoxiao's intention was clearly revealed. He was planning to rebel.
"Prince Zhou drank wine last night. I'm afraid he's still a little confused today. Let's bring two people to send Prince Zhou down the mountain." A minister of etiquette said coldly, twirling his beard.
Two young and powerful officials from the Ministry of War walked out from the crowd of officials and walked towards Zhou Ruoxiao with steady steps.
"Prince Zhou, please let us take you down the mountain to rest."
Zhou Ruoxiao didn't seem to hear the words of the two people behind him, his back remained cold and firm, unwavering.
Seeing this, the two people stepped forward to hold his arms, but Zhou Ruoxiao's tiger body was shaken, and a strong body-protecting force directly made the two of them stagger back two steps, almost falling. Fall to the ground.
All the ministers' pupils shrank, and their eyes were full of surprise.
You must know that these two people are both fifth-level cultivation, and they are considered the strongest among the ministers. However, the two of them were knocked back by Zhou Ruoxiao's simple shock. It is hard to imagine that Zhou Ruoxiao's How strong is the true strength?
"Seventh level of cultivation? King Xiaoyao is really hiding something. Do you have any other tricks?" Jiang Ruoting sneered, "If you are the only one, I'm afraid you won't be able to climb the Tianzi Mountain today."
All the ministers' eyes flickered. Indeed, as long as they make some noise here, not to mention the hundreds of royal guards at the foot of the mountain, even the holy monk Zhi Ge in the temple will eat up Zhou Ruoxiao.
"Haha, you will know my methods soon."
Zhou Ruoxiao chuckled, and the breath from his mouth blew onto Jiang Ruoting's face, making Jiang Ruoting tremble.
The next moment, Jiang Ruoting's eyes widened, his whole body bent from the waist like a shrimp, and flew directly to a big pine tree nearby.
boom
The thick and hard trunk of the big pine tree was smashed into a huge crater by Jiang Ruoting.
All the ministers were in confusion. Some began to curse Zhou Ruoxiao, some counted Zhou Ruoxiao wrong, some listed Zhou Ruoxiao's crimes, and some thought of sneaking down the mountain, but no one dared to step forward to stop Zhou Ruoxiao. If you are happy.
Jiang Ruoting struggled for a long time before standing up. Breathing heavily, he patted the sawdust on his shoulder. There was a big tear in the waist of the dragon robe.
Jiang Ruoting looked at the big hole, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Zhou Ruoxiao smacked her lips and walked forward slowly, "It's such a pity that this new dragon robe, which has the luck of the royal family to protect the body, was damaged in my hands. What a waste of nature!"
Jiang Ruoting coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used a layer of internal force to protect his abdomen.
When Zhou Ruoxiao punched out, the dragon robe withstood 70% of its power, and the remaining 30% penetrated his internal defense, still making his internal organs sting like fire.
"If you want the dragon robe, it depends on whether you have the ability." Jiang Ruoting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then turned around and jumped up the mountain.
All the ministers were surprised when they saw a group of yellow figures running towards the mountain like a whirlwind, and the stone slabs along the way were broken.
Jiang Ruoting knew very well that his fourth-level strength was no match for Zhou Ruoxiao.
Looking back now, there was obviously something strange about the group of monks at the foot of the mountain. They all lowered their heads to hide their faces, concealing their hidden qi.
"How did Zhou Ruoxiao do it? He was able to replace the monks in the temple with his own people. What happened to the holy monk Zhi Ge?"
Jiang Ruoting looked up at the winding stone path with no end in sight, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Zhou Ruoxiao was not in a hurry to chase Jiang Ruoting, who was running away, but turned back to look at the ministers who were swearing and full of dissatisfaction.
Miraculously, whenever he caught his gaze, the minister's face instantly calmed down, and the curse words that had just come to his mouth were instantly swallowed back.
"Don't worry, everyone, I won't force you to take sides now." Zhou Ruoxiao said slowly with a calm face, "Just wait and see, there will only be a new emperor coming down today. If this new emperor is You can rest assured that I will not care about what you just said. If the second prince comes down from the mountain, you will put all the blame on me. I will never complain if I succeed or lose."
Chang'an, Imperial Palace.
Jiang Zhiyuan was lying on the ridge of the palace, with a copy of "The Romance of the West Chamber" covering his face. The footers of the book were torn and wrinkled.
In the long corridor, a line of patrolling soldiers passed by, their eyes consciously not looking towards the ridge of the palace.
It's not that they didn't know that there were people on the ridge of the palace. In the past two days, they could see the third princess lying on it early every morning, and she had been lying there all morning.
The leading soldier captain seemed to have a new look. It is said that the previous soldier captain accidentally broke his eye while patrolling, and then took the initiative to resign.
You must know that this soldier captain has just taken office not long ago. The new soldier captain spent a good meal and wine before getting the scripture from the previous soldier captain. Don't look at anyone on the ridge.
"Everything is normal here, let's go to the next place to patrol."
The soldier captain made a brief circle and then led his men away.
The morning sun is warm and lazy, and there is a breeze blowing from time to time.
Jiang Zhiyuan always came here early in the morning these two days, blowing in the wind, reading a book, and when he was tired, he would lie down and squint for a while.
After a long time, Jiang Zhiyuan felt a shadow covering the sunlight in the cracks of her book.
Pulling off the thick book, Jiang Zhiyuan was blinded by the bright sunlight and saw only a blurry figure. It took a long time to see clearly who this figure was.
"Grandpa Prime Minister, why are you here?" Jiang Zhiyuan threw "The Romance of the West Chamber" behind him and stood up.
A gust of wind blew, making the pages of the book rustle.
Wang Daofan smiled and said, "Qingfeng is illiterate, so why is he flipping through the book randomly."
Jiang Zhiyuan blushed instantly and said, "Grandpa, how can you say that to others?"
"Haha, I blame Feng for being ignorant. Why are you pouting, little girl?"
"If you say that again, people will ignore you."
"Okay, okay, you little girl. You have to hide this book. Don't let anyone in the palace see it, otherwise the imperial concubine will take it away and give you a lecture." Wang Daofan stopped joking. Jiang Zhiyuan smiled and said seriously.
"I know, I know." Jiang Zhiyuan rolled her eyes and said angrily, "But my mother-in-law doesn't have time to care about me. I don't know what she is doing in the palace every day recently."
"It probably has something to do with your wishful husband, Brother Zhou." Wang Daofan stared at Jiang Zhiyuan with deep eyes and said.
Jiang Zhiyuan was so panicked by this look that he said with a trembling voice, "How can Grandpa Prime Minister talk so nonsense? I'm curious why you didn't follow them to see the second emperor brother's conferment ceremony?"
"Isn't it true that all the ministers have left? There must be someone left in the palace to take charge of the many affairs of the court. By the way, why haven't you seen Feng'er in the palace recently?" Wang Daofan looked away and said in a calm voice.
"He might... he has... oh oh, he was punished by me to copy the lessons he recently learned at home, because he always refuses to study hard and is always playful." Jiang Zhiyuan was flustered for a while, but finally made his words come true.
"Haha, right? Then this kid really listens to you, and you are the only one who can control him." Wang Daofan chuckled.
"Yes, yes, he has listened to me." Jiang Zhiyuan raised his fist with a smile on his face and said, "If he dares to disobey, I will beat him. Once he is beaten, he will be obedient."
Wang Daofan laughed loudly, "You two siblings are really a pair of treasures."
Qinxin Palace.
Li Qinxi knelt under the Buddha statue and religiously burned three sticks of incense.
"I just ask the Buddha to bless my two sons and me to live a safe, healthy and happy life..."
Zhang Wenling stood aside and slowly poured a cup of warm jasmine tea from the teapot. Then he used a spoon to carefully pick out the finely chopped jasmine petals on the surface of the tea.
After a while, Li Qinxi came to the table and sat down. Zhang Wenling brought the tea cup to her.
Li Qinxi picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"This tea is quite sweet."
Zhang Wenling smiled and said, "As long as the empress likes it."
Li Qinxi smiled and said, "You are the most considerate person in this palace. I remember a few days ago, Ting'er wanted to be allowed to see his Zen ceremony, but I refused. I told him that Tianzi Mountain is too high. It’s too cold, I can’t go.”
Zhang Wenling lowered his head but said nothing.
