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The Eighth Prince did not bother to say anything extra to the others, and was even too lazy to exchange pleasantries. After exiting Chengtian Gate and seeing the carriage of Prince Yan's Mansion, he simply got in and left.

Seeing the Eighth Prince leaving in a hurry, many people curled their lips and couldn't help whispering a few words.

After all, the Eighth Prince looked too peaceful today, even too peaceful, totally different from his usual self.

Especially in the past, the Eighth Prince would never leave directly like today, but would definitely pull many ministers aside to chat for a while.

but

Although it was strange, no one would really spend too much time thinking about the Eighth Prince.

After all, today seems to be the wedding of His Majesty and the Queen.

And a lot of things happened during that time.

Of these, the death of the King of the Southern Courtyard of Mobei was naturally the most important.

But if you think about it, there are too many big things!

……

Outside Chengtian Gate, the prince of Yanqi and his master, the Zoroastrian Dharma King Klesin, walked out of Chengtian Gate and onto the Imperial Road.

Klesin breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second...

The Dharma King, who was a guardian of the religion with ultimate strength, was suddenly stunned. Not only did he protect the Prince of Yanqi behind him, he turned around and looked at the tall woman who was walking towards them with a serious expression.

The frivolous Prince Krosh of Yanqi couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw the tall woman, and whispered, "Running?"

Klesin shook his head, his green eyes staring at Yan Yunxiao.

Yan Yunxiao came to the two men casually, without looking at Klosh, but looked at Klesin and asked, "What do you mean?"

Klesin said, "I will leave Beijing immediately."

As he spoke, Klesin crossed his arms over his chest.

Yan Yunxiao smiled playfully, "Li Xizhi has only been in the realm of perfection for a few months, and he needs someone to practice with. You should stay for two more days and fight him a few times, risking your life. Also, you should be able to see clearly the strength of my queen, and you have some knowledge in this area. After you have seen and fought, you can leave. When you go back, tell Bai Luqiu that what he owes me is canceled, and next time we meet, there is no need to be afraid, I will not kill him."

After saying that, Yan Yunxiao was too lazy to manage their finances and walked straight towards the market town.

It seemed as if the commander-in-chief of Yan State had not come for them from the very beginning.

When Yan Yunxiao left, Cloche breathed a sigh of relief.

If we say that the Queen's sword intent felt at the wedding banquet today was very sharp and had no concealment of its edge.

Then the sword intent of Yan Yunxiao is simply the word "dominant"!

Klesin bowed very respectfully towards Yan Yunxiao's departing back. He seemed to be accustomed to Yan Yunxiao's behavior and did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.

A long time ago, there was a rebellion among their Zoroastrians, and a war broke out just outside the city of Dunhuang, a great battle involving tens of thousands of people.

At that time, a female swordsman who liked to wear red came to their young leader Bai Luqiu and the leader of the rebels and said, "Can you please stop making trouble in Daxia territory? I'll chop you off!"

The normal result should be that the lone woman in red was completely swallowed up by the crowd.

But the result of that day was that the rebel leader died.

The female swordsman killed them with one blow, and then the female swordsman looked at them and asked, "Who will kill you next?"

The rebels without their leader were naturally no match for the enemy, and the war ended there.

The female swordsman rode away on her camel, drinking some wine.

"Teacher, do you want to listen to the commander-in-chief?" Klosh asked Klessin.

Klesin nodded: "Now that the man has spoken out, it's not a discussion, it's an order."

The prince of Yanqi wanted to say something else.

But at this time, Klesin looked at Xia Tingyu who had come to them.

this time

Klesin did not salute, but just glanced at Xia Tingyu, and then looked at the two people next to Xia Tingyu.

Xia Tingyu's fox eyes showed a look of disappointment, and then she smiled charmingly: "What order~~"

Looking at the prince of Yanqi State, Xia Tingyu was full of curiosity.

Prince Krosh of Yanqi State chuckled and took a step back. "Nothing, nothing. Your Highness, are you okay? If you are, my teacher and I will leave first."

Xia Tingyu chuckled, then clasped her hands behind her back, leaned forward and looked at Cloche, her fox eyes flashing seductively under the light of the street lamp: "Nothing, I just came to see you, Your Highness, the prince who betrayed me."

Hearing this, Cloche naturally understood that when the Queen was a man, he deliberately looked at the princess to hint to the Queen of Daxia and was discovered, and he immediately smiled awkwardly.

But before he could say anything,

Xia Tingyu straightened up, smiled and said, "It's nothing. Even if you don't tell her, our Majesty can guess it herself. She is smart. Let's go. See you next time."

After that, Xia Tingyu hummed a little tune in the Shu dialect with a Raojiang accent and turned and left.

But he had only taken two steps when he turned to look at Klesin and said, "The other French king of your family, Ding Fangyi, is by my father's side right now."

After saying that, Xia Tingyu left humming the tune again.

When Klesin heard this, he frowned, but also sighed in his heart.

……

Wen Daozhi was sitting in Yang Shanchang's carriage.

He dared to do this only after getting the empress's approval. Otherwise, Wen Daoji would still be like he had been doing in the past few days, not daring to meet Yang Shanchang alone.

In the carriage, Wen Daozhi looked at Yang Shanchang, who had only not seen him for a few years but had already aged so much, and his eyes were full of distress.

Yang Shanchang covered himself with a corner of the blanket, then looked at Wen Daoji. Seeing the expression and eyes of his favorite student, he smiled and said, "I'm already 72 years old. Can I still be the same as when I was young?"

Wen Daoji frowned, then said, "It's the students' fault."

Yang Shanchang shook his head and smiled, then said, "What you did in Liuzhou is a great thing that benefits the people of Daxia. It's your fault that you didn't come to see me? Moreover, it was right for you not to come to see me this time when you came back. Although His Majesty won't say anything, there are many people in the court who are watching me now. It's right for you not to get involved with me. And if you ask me, you shouldn't get on this carriage."

Wen Daozhi didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Shanchang.

Yang Shanchang smiled with relief, thinking that if Yang Guofu or Yan Jingqing were here now, they would probably start talking too much again.

And Wen Daozhi didn't respond, which is a good thing.

Yang Shanchang went on to say, "It is better to keep silent than to say anything. After you entered the capital this time, you only met Shen Yue, and no one else said a word. In this respect, you are much better than Guo Fu and the others. But tomorrow... Oh, no, His Majesty may not summon us tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow. His Majesty is diligent in his work, and he will definitely summon you the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, you cannot remain silent in front of His Majesty. You must say everything you should say, and you must find a way to tell His Majesty what you shouldn't say. Liuzhou is close to Longyou and Longxi. War supplies and trade with the western trade routes all have to go through Liuzhou. His Majesty is more concerned about it than anyone else."

At this point, Yang Shanchang was silent for a moment, but still said: "I shouldn't say much, but Zhu Huang didn't come this time, so you should talk more to His Majesty about the matter of the King of Shu."

Wen Daoji nodded: "The students all understand and are ready."

Yang Shanchang looked at his student with satisfaction, but after thinking for a moment, he continued, "Okay, get off here. Remember what I told you, write it down in a memorial tonight and send it to the palace tomorrow."

Wen Daoji was stunned for a moment, but nodded. After thinking for a while, he said, "Teacher, His Majesty is not a mean person, and he will not care about these things. Let me take you home."

Yang Shanchang waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and we are ourselves. If we, as ministers, don't do anything, how can we know whether Your Majesty is satisfied or not? Besides, we are tired all day, so you should go back and rest."

Wen Daozhi wanted to say something else.

But Yang Shanchang knocked lightly on the carriage twice, and then the carriage stopped immediately.

Wen Daozhi frowned, but finally bowed to his teacher and got off the carriage.

Just after Wen Daoji got off the car, Yang Shanchang gently opened the curtain and said, "Daoji, always remember the words written on the hairpin I gave you."

Wen Daoji heard this and bowed, "Yes."

Yang Shanchang didn't say much. He looked at his most proud disciple, smiled, and lowered the curtain.

The carriage left.

Wen Daozhi bowed again and looked at the frail carriage.

He came to the capital and now has a clear understanding of the situation in the capital. Although he was surprised that His Majesty's planning methods were no less than those of the late emperor, he was also shocked that the Empress was quietly assisting him.

but.

Looking at his teacher's current situation, he felt sad.

The carriage gradually disappeared from sight. Wen Daozhi sighed and looked at the carriage.

Recalling that he had won the third place in the imperial examination and was about to enter the officialdom, Yang Shanchang gave him a hairpin.

There is a sentence written on it.

'Young men sit and discuss the truth, while gentlemen stand up and act on it!'

However, at this moment, the elegant and easy-going Wen Daoji suddenly heard such a voice: "What are you doing here, Wen Tanhua? My girl wants to eat mutton noodle soup. Do you want to join us?"

Hearing this title, Wen Daoji was stunned for a moment, because this title was too old, so old that he almost forgot he had this title.

When he turned his head, he saw Li Jiulang sitting in the carriage, pulling aside the curtain and looking at him.

When he saw Li Jiulang, Wen Daoji wanted to refuse.

But Li Jiulang smiled and said, "I, the top scholar, invite you, and you dare to refuse?"

When Wen Daozhi heard this, he looked at Li Jiulang and couldn't help laughing.

They were both in the same imperial examination that year, one was the top scorer and the other was the third place winner.

How high-spirited they were, and Li Jiulang always joked with Wen Daozhi by claiming he was the top scholar.

"Come here quickly, what are you wasting time on!" Li Jiulang scolded with a smile.

Wen Daozhi smiled helplessly and walked towards Li Jiulang's carriage.

Li Jiulang also pulled Li Xingyue off the carriage.

After each of them bowed.

Li Jiulang continued to joke with Wen Daoji, while Li Xingyue listened with blinking eyes. Occasionally, she would giggle when she heard Wen Daoji making fun of her father.

……

At the highest point of the Imperial Palace's Taimiao, an old woman stood without hesitation on the roof of the ancestral hall where the tablets of emperors of all dynasties were placed.

The old man stared at the direction of the imperial study in the Zhonghe Hall and curled his lips. "Two good-for-nothings. One made such a big fuss just to make his wife laugh. He even had to use the Yiwei Ting skill to the eleventh position, but he couldn't even stand on the line and almost fell off. How shameful! The other is just like her great grandfather, a good-for-nothing coward who gets scared when he stands a little higher! It's a pity that he's still the emperor!"

The old man talked to himself like this.

But right next to the old man, Chen Xin climbed up to the roof with great effort, then panted, sat on the roof tiles and said, "It's so high, I'm so tired."

After saying this, Chen Xin looked at his grandmother and said, "Grandma, you shouldn't talk about my sister and my sister's wife like that."