[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Su Mengzhen called Zhong Yanqiu back to the capital to raise his children. His planning over the years has reached the final stage of closing the net. Those who are forced to the end can do anything, and he doesn't worry about anything else. Only the little emperor in the palace made him feel uneasy, and deliberately put Zhong Yanqiu in there to protect him.

Facts have proved that dogs can jump over walls when they are in a hurry.

Probably all the hidden stakes and the last forces were used, the palace was ablaze, the soldiers were in the open, the killer was in the dark, and there was no way out under the siege. The only hope for a comeback was to hold the still young The emperor, relying on the emperor to order the princes, is not a bridge that only appears in historical romances.

The emperor was 12 years old at the time, logically speaking, it should be the age when cats and dogs are mischievous and mischievous, but Zhong Yanqiu only saw in him a calmness and austerity that did not belong to this age.

As soon as he got into a mess, he dragged Prince Taiping, who was still fighting with him, and ran to Zhong Yanqiu's side, without any hesitation or hesitation, he was so neat that the imperial forest army who rushed in shouting for escort rushed over. empty.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm also harboring evil intentions?" Zhong Yanqiu asked, his expression was calm as if he was surrounded by the Imperial Forest Army, and his tone of voice was the same as that of ordinary chatter.

Prince Taiping, who was held tightly by the emperor, snorted awkwardly. Although compared with his frail cousin, who came from a small martial arts practice, it was easier for him to break free from the opponent's hand, but he pinched his face. The extremely calm young man was full of Khan's palms, and he did nothing in the end, obediently being dragged behind him by the other party.

Zhong Yanqiu has long been used to his reaction like this, ever since Zhong Yanqiu told the child the secret of his mother Princess Taiping's death, and told him that the soul of Princess Taiping was floating behind him when the other person went crazy——A foster son One hundred years old, often worrying about 99, not to mention Zhu Mingjue, the son of Prince Taiping, is not such a worry-free child.

Zhong Yanqiu didn't know what he was thinking after he went back, anyway, the other party had this awkward attitude when he met him since then, and Zhong Yanqiu didn't bother to care about him, he just focused on looking at the emperor, waiting for his answer.

"Su Aiqing won't harm me." The emperor said, he didn't believe in Zhong Yanqiu, but he believed in Su Mengzhen, since Su Mengzhen sent Zhong Yanqiu to protect him, then when he needed protection, Zhong Yanqiu would be A higher priority option than his guards.

This answer seemed to satisfy Zhong Yanqiu more than the emperor telling Zhong Yanqiu how much he trusted him. The sword flowers also bring out beautiful blood flowers.

"Get behind me," he said.

There were soldiers in the open and killers in the dark. He fought in and out alone without any scruples, but the two children behind him made him quite restrained, which inevitably added a few scars.

The ghosts in the palace chattered non-stop in his ears, the capital is in complete chaos today, a grenade in Liufentang died a few years ago, and his daughter Lei Chun was his successor. She is a woman who looks gentle, but is actually more ruthless than anyone else in her bones. Even Su Mengzhen was caught off guard by her. Unexpectedly, she would lift all the cards in her hole and put all her eggs in one basket.

The skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the six-and-a-half hall is so suppressed by Su Mengzhen these years that it is almost on the verge of disbanding, it is difficult for Su Mengzhen to move under the crazy attack at any cost, and it is firmly blocked. Outside the palace, you can't get in for a short time.

And the guards in the palace who were loyal to the emperor had either died in Huangquan, or were entangled and unable to arrive in time.

Therefore, Zhong Yanqiu is the only one who can protect the emperor here.

Zhong Yanqiu shook off the blood on the tip of the sword, raised his eyes and looked at the dark crowd of soldiers in front of him, his eyes were dark, like a night when a rainstorm is approaching.

"Shut up." He said calmly, the ghost who was nagging in his ears shut up honestly, and the person who called him to surrender also shut up.

There were many people around, but his ears were very quiet, he couldn't hear anything, only his own heartbeat, calm and firm.

Then, the sword energy soared into the sky.

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Su Mengzhen's dream ended with a long sword with gaps everywhere, and the blade was stained red with blood.

A very common longsword made by the Royal Forest Army is more often used in ceremonies and ceremonies than in actual combat. The long-term battle has made gaps and cracks everywhere on the sword, but it is precariously supported so that it will not break, as if there is an invisible sword. The spine is straight and indestructible.

A sword pierced out, and there was a sharp scream that pierced through the sky. The sky stopped the clouds, and a blood flower bloomed silently on the tip of the sword. It was only for a moment, and the next second it withered and withered, turning into blood on the sword.

The sword had already been stained with too much blood, so much that it stained most of the sleeves of the sword-wielder. It should have been an elegant cyan crane cloak, covered in blood like a bird with broken wings. The sky suddenly fell.

Even Su Mengzhen's heart sank suddenly.

The sleeve robe was waved, and a faint scent of incense was enveloped in the rich blood color.

It was almost undetectable, but the slight coolness in the thick bloody smell became more and more clear.

The dark fragrance floats at dusk.

It was dusk when Zhong Yanqiu woke up, and the afterglow of the setting sun came in through the half-opened window, warm and golden.

His whole body was limp, and he didn't have much strength in his body. It took him a long time to even stand up and walk behind the screen.

Behind the screen is hot water at just the right temperature, new clothes are placed on the cabinet, the light blue color is covered with a layer of warm yellow by the sun.

Still in the light blue long gown and indigo crane cloak, after washing off the dust and tiredness and changing clothes, someone just came in to tidy up the room.

Yang Wuxie was stunned when he opened the door and saw him—the Zhong Yanqiu in front of him was no different from many years ago, he was still the handsome, aloof and indifferent young man, time seemed to have stagnated on this person , almost instantly awakened those memories that he thought he had forgotten.

When Zhong Yanqiu saw Yang Wuxie, he couldn't help being startled, and then sighed softly.

He didn't see old people, he was always unaware of the passage of time, he thought he was still young and frivolous, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, the handsome young man had become a middle-aged man with a short beard and elegant appearance.

"My lord is in the study." Yang Wuxie pushed Zhong Yanqiu out the door, who was standing there except for getting in the way, and turned his head to direct the servants to clear out the dirty bedding in the room.

He is still used to calling Su Mengzhen his son, even though Su Mengzhen is no longer the jerky young man who first took charge of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower.

Su Mengzhen is also getting old, time is always the fairest and cruelest, Zhong Yanqiu can see the graying silver threads on Su Mengzhen's temples, and he can also see the faint lines in the corners of his eyes, those eyes seem to be burnt to death All the cold flames have also turned into a pool of deep water that is difficult to pry into in the passage of time.

Everyone is old, only he is left in the years.

He should have gotten used to it.

"Did you sleep well?" Su Mengzhen smiled slowly, no different from Zhong Yanqiu's memory, the slightly curved lips, the slightly curved eyes, seemed to be the same as before. appearance.

"I'm dreaming." Zhong Yanqiu sat across from Su Mengzhen, the tea on the table smelled like ginseng medicine, Su Mengzhen didn't object to drinking medicine, but maybe it was too long since he had drunk it, even the medicine in the tea smelled to him They all frowned subconsciously.

Since Zhong Yanqiu's child's play transaction, his body has been extremely healthy. In the past ten years, he has not even had a small cold, let alone taking medicine. According to the doctor's words, he His body is as strong as a cow, and no one would have guessed how sick he was before if he didn't tell him.

"What dream did you have?" Su Mengzhen asked.

"What happened in the past." Zhong Yanqiu replied, "I thought I had forgotten it."

"I thought I had forgotten some things, but when I saw you, I remembered them again." Su Mengzhen looked at Zhong Yanqiu with a bit of tenderness in her eyes, "Did you see, the peaceful and prosperous age?"

"I saw it." Zhong Yanqiu said, he was also looking at Su Mengzhen, as if he saw more than ten years ago through the present.

"The world is peaceful, and the world is prosperous." The person in front of him has reached all the futures, and in exchange for a peaceful and prosperous world.

Bai Choufei led the army several times to attack the gold. Under the iron hoof of the tiger and wolf division he trained, there was no gold royal family in Mobei, only a few tribes that were not in the climate.

There are many fertile fields in the south of the Yangtze River, the south of the Yangtze River is ripe, the world is full, the reform of the land system, the improvement of agricultural tools, although there are still rich and poor, but there is no starvation on the side of the road, the people have enough to eat, and there is spare money to spend two cotton cloths during the New Year Cut new clothes, cut two catties of pork to add oil and water.

Then, the trade routes leading to the Western Regions became more and more lively. Porcelain and silk from the Central Plains were exchanged for gems and pearls from the Western Regions. Some people went and some came.

More and more novelties can be seen on the street. It is not uncommon for people from the Western Regions with high noses and deep eyes who can speak fluent Mandarin.

Then, someone set sail and went to a farther place.

"Everyone I saw was smiling."

People can smile proudly and straighten their spines, proud from the bottom of their hearts that they were born in this country, and their eyes are full of prosperity.

It is hard for others to imagine that just 20 years ago, this country was on the verge of collapse due to internal and external troubles. The people could not even eat chaff.

He thought, probably because Su Mengzhen itself is a miracle, a miracle of surviving with such a body, so only Su Mengzhen can create such a miracle.

There is no one more worthy of saving than Su Mengzhen, such a bright soul should not be annihilated.

Su Mengzhen smiled, the cold flame in his eyes seemed to be ignited again, he seemed to have become the young man who could still do everything for that meager hope, full of vigor and fearlessness.

"That's really great." He said softly, and suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction, even though he was dying of illness now, he still laughed uncontrollably and happily, "That's really great."