Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

Gengchen looked at Yuxuan's terrified appearance, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Is King Xisu surprised to see me?"

After speaking, he moved forward again, and the swords of the guards around him immediately surrounded the ground tighter, as if blood could be seen in the next second.

Geng Chen stopped in his tracks, and the arc of his mouth became cold like this.

King Xisu stared at Geng Chen for a long time, and the surprise in his eyes slowly calmed down. He waved his hand to make the guards retreat. Seeing this, the national teacher hurriedly called out: "Your Majesty!"

Yuxuan glanced at the national teacher, but the national teacher finally stopped talking at this glance.

Yuxuan took the two swords from Geng Chen's hands, handed them to the attendants beside him, and said, "Mr. Murong has really had a hard time coming all the way, why don't you go down with me and take a rest, how about?"

Geng Chen lowered his head slightly, and covered most of his face again: "But according to the king's arrangement."

When stepping out of the palace gate, Yuxuan whispered to Geng Chen: "Where is your master now?"

Geng Chen replied: "Master has important matters to deal with, so he can't present these two swords to the king himself. I hope the king will forgive me."

"Oh, something important, I don't know what kind of important thing it is?"

"Your Majesty, why should you be so nervous? What the master does will not do any harm to your Majesty." Geng Chen saw that they had avoided the eyes of most people, and he cupped his hands at King Xunsu, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In front of King Susu.

King Xunsu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the direction where Geng Chen disappeared.

Murongli was sitting next to a table, the red clothes dragged on the floor, holding Gu Lingxiao in his arms, holding chess with his right hand, thinking silently about the end game.

After a long time, Murongli finally saw through the endgame, and made a clear sound on the chessboard.

As if in response to the sound of the game being revived, the eyeballs of the person on the bed moved slightly, as if they were about to wake up.

When Meng Zhang woke up, his consciousness was not very clear. He was stunned for a long time before he realized that this was not his bedroom.

Someone took him out of the palace?Meng Zhang thought, it's really strange, he, the king of Tianshu, has long been a good-for-nothing, and I don't know who brought him out of the palace of Tianshu.

Meng Zhang struggled to sit up from the bed, but as soon as he moved, someone pinned his shoulders.

"You'd better not move." Murong Li said in a low voice, "The poison you are suffering from is extraordinary. Although I helped you alleviate the poison, it is impossible to get rid of the poison for a while, so you should just wait quietly. better."

Meng Zhang coughed a few times, but lay back on the bed and asked, "Who are you?"

"I think Zhong Kunyi once mentioned me." Murongli did not miss the look on Meng Zhang's face, and continued: "I am Murongli."

"Murongli..." Meng Zhang coughed a few times, "Are you that Lan Tailing from Tianquan Kingdom?"

"Your Majesty, it is no longer the Lantai Order of the Tianquan Kingdom." Murongli's expression turned slightly cold, "Don't say anything wrong, King Tianshu."

A hint of sneer appeared on Meng Zhang's face: "Your Excellency is not the Lan Tailing of Tianquan Kingdom, so I am still the king of Tianshu? Mr. Murong can really joke."

"Why did you bring me out of the palace?"

"Of course I have my reasons." Murong Li leaned down slightly, two strands of hair on the side of his forehead drooped down, and his face became more and more dusty.

"The aristocratic families of Tianshu only see the immediate benefits, they don't know how to plan for future generations, they poison you, how can they know that they are taking advantage of me."

"I'm nothing more than an abandoned former king. Listening to Mr. Murong's tone, it seems that I still have a lot of use. It's a pity that the last thing I have is taken away by others." Said "others" While writing, Meng Zhang couldn't help thinking of Zhong Kunyi's three heads knocked on the ground, and he felt as if someone had scratched his heart with a blade, and the smell of blood suddenly came up, making him feel disgusted. Nausea.

Murongli looked indifferent, as if he didn't notice that Guan Mengzhang was coughing like he was going to vomit his heart and lungs out, but continued: "I want your life, of course I know that the former king of Tianshu didn't have that little ability. Take a good rest here, and when you recover, you can do what you want to do."

After speaking, he turned and left. The moment he opened the door, there was a mountain wind blowing from the window. While lifting his hair, he also gently sent a sentence to Meng Zhang's ear.

"This world is so wonderful, how could it be missing the rich ink of King Tianshu."

Geng Chen had already been waiting outside the door, when he saw Murongli coming out, he stepped forward and put the cloak in his hand on Murongli's body.

"The one lying inside, don't be negligent." Murong Li lowered his eyes and let Geng Chen tidy up his clothes, "If something goes wrong, you don't need to see me."

"Yes." Someone replied in a low voice. That person was standing under the shadow of a tree. He obviously didn't deliberately hide his body, but if he hadn't made a sound, he would never have thought that there would be someone standing there.

Sitting firmly on the horse's back, Murongli lightly clamped the horse's belly, and asked Geng Chen, "What's the reaction from the king of Xisu?"

"When King Xunsu saw me for the first time, he was very surprised. Afterwards, he only asked where the young master had gone, but he didn't ask anything else."

"This King Susu is also very suspicious. Seeing you entering the court with two swords in your hand, I'm afraid I thought I sent you to assassinate him." Murongli said to Geng Chen with a slight sneer on his face. : "Let's go, I just have something to do, I'm going to have a good talk with Yuxuan."

Zhiming stood on Xiangxu Terrace, looked at the moon in the sky, and couldn't help but lowered his head and sighed.

Mo Lan kept moaning and sighing behind Zhi Ming, tried to speak to Zhi Ming several times, but closed his mouth again, and finally couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "It's good now, I have to bring Musician Murong Entering the palace, some people left in anger, this...here, where do you think I will find Musician Murong back!" After saying that, he stomped his foot resentfully.

Zhi Ming slapped Mo Lan with his backhand: "Mo Lan, I see that you are very capable, and you dare to stomp your feet in front of me. Tell me, do you blame me in your heart?"

Mo Lan rubbed her shoulders and complained, "It sounds like the king doesn't blame me. Didn't Master Murong leave because of the anger of the king?"

"You, you, you," Zhi Ming hopped his feet in anger, and after a while he sighed, "You're right, maybe Ah Li just left Tianquan because he felt that this king was just waiting to die and didn't want to make progress. of."

He sat back to where Murongli usually sat, stared at the case for a while, and finally frowned and asked in doubt: "What's so good in this world? After seeing the whole picture of Tianquan, I can only find fun in this palace all day long. The co-lords of the world are just like this king, staying in a small palace. Why do they insist on this? The world is over?"

Mo Lan scratched her head and said: "I feel that what the king said is very reasonable. The other countries combined can't match our heavenly power and wealth. Those poor lands gave us heavenly power. We don't want it anymore. After finishing speaking, as if thinking of something, Mo Lan suddenly pointed at Zhi Ming, and tremblingly said: "My lord...Your Majesty, could it be that you are stingy and reluctant to part with things, so you made Musician Murong leave in anger? "

"Bold!" Zhi Ming stood up as soon as he clapped the table, and Mo Lan immediately knelt down with a very spineless thud.

"You, you, you... you... are you saying that the king is stingy? I'm really... I..." Zhi Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly. It was the first time he heard someone say that when he was so old He, thinking that he Zhiming has the power of heaven, who can be richer than him, he is said to be stingy, and... it is really a new thing!

Zhi Ming was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and left, leaving Mo Lan kneeling on the ground with a sad face.

"Oh... Your Majesty, you haven't let the minister get up yet."

It's great now, I'm quick to talk, why don't I have to kneel here all night?The depression in Mo Lan's heart was beyond words.

Zhi Ming went back to the bedroom angrily, he stepped on his foot, but still felt that his anger was not going well.

It's not that Zhi Ming didn't think about who Murong Li was, nor was he incapable of knowing, but he just didn't care about it. Zhi Ming didn't think it was a big deal. If Ah Li wanted to tell him, he would just listen to what Ah Li said. If Ah Li doesn't want to tell him, then don't ask anything, and stay happily in Tianquan for a lifetime, isn't it good?

Ah Li said yes, but this was not what he wanted.

Zhi Ming asked Murong Li, what exactly do you want?In fact, he vaguely knew in his heart what exactly Murong Li wanted.

Murong Li doesn't want this world, but Murong Li wants to see them all fighting for this world.And fighting for the world is the last thing Zhi Ming wants to do.

It's too troublesome, too tiring, it's just something to do when life is too boring.

If someone knew how Zhi Ming, the king of heaven, had such a view of the world, they would probably be pissed off. How many people couldn't ask for this world, but in Zhi Ming's eyes, this world is not worth mentioning.He has no ambitions, he only wants the people to be healthy and healthy while he is in power, and he can comfortably eat and wait to die.So Zhiming prayed every day for the other countries to be peaceful. If they could, Zhiming would even consider doing business with a country like Tianshu that was so poor that it only had a few horses left.

Now you can see the result, Tianji Tianshu directly perished the country, Tianxuan faced the overwhelming army, it was not going to be much better.

What's more, Zhi Ming scratched his fingers on the bed, thinking gloomily that Ah Li still wanted to kill their deputy prime minister.

Now it seems that only Tianquan is not bad.

But where could it be any better?Zhi Ming felt that after A Li left, he had already sighed all the anger in his life.Ah Li won't let Tianquan stay comfortable like this, and Xunsu won't let Tianquan go. If Tianxuan dies, how can Xunsu tolerate Tianquan, even if Tianquan minimizes his sense of existence, Xunsu It will also feel that Tianquan is an eyesore.

It seems that we must go to court.

Zhi Ming buried his whole face on the bed sheet, and slapped him hard a few times.It's really... so troublesome.

This king really wants to be a successful king who eats and waits to die.