Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

"A Li, A Li." Zhi Ming followed Murong Li around the room, Murong Li suddenly turned around, Zhi Ming didn't pay attention, and bumped into him.

"Ouch." Seeing that Zhi Ming was about to fall to the ground, Murong Li grabbed Zhi Ming and pulled him up.

"A Li." Seeing Murong Li willing to turn around, Zhi Ming quickly grabbed his arms and said, "A Li, I want to return to Tianquan."

"No." Murong Li said two words coldly.

"Ah Li." Zhi Ming said: "Tian Quan doesn't know my life or death now, if I don't go back, something will happen."

"You haven't healed yet." Murongli returned.

Zhi Ming opened his arms, turned around on the spot, and said while turning: "A Li, I've been healed a long time ago, just let me go."

Murong Li glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and wanted to leave.

"A Li." Zhi Ming got anxious, stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, Murong Li actually used lightness kung fu, and disappeared from the room in a blink of an eye.

Zhi Ming didn't fully utter the "A Li" until he left, he was suddenly depressed, and slapped his hand on the table angrily.

"Oh." Zhi Ming breathed on his red palm, and looked at it distressedly for a long time.

"Your Majesty." Gu Lianggen appeared by the door, Zhiming raised his head, stepped forward quickly, held his hand and said, "Agen, why are you here? Your injury is still not healed."

Gu Lianggen glanced around the room and asked, "Murongli came here just now?"

"Yes."

"He still doesn't agree to let us go back?" Gu Lianggen carefully observed Zhi Ming's expression.

"Yeah." Zhi Ming snorted, and said with an unhappy face: "Ah Li, it's true, we've been here for almost half a month, and we still won't let us go."

Gu Lianggen smiled and said: "In the past, when Murong Li was going to sleep, you refused, which caused a lot of trouble. Now that you want to return to Tianquan, he refuses to let it go. It really is karma."

Zhi Ming curled his lips and said, "Stop talking sarcastic here, don't you want to go back?"

Gu Lianggen shook his head seriously and said: "I don't want to think about it, I lost you from Tianxuan, the Taifu may have flayed me in his heart, and going back now, wouldn't it be suicide."

"That's fine." Zhi Ming raised his head and said, "It's not convenient for you to follow me with a wounded number. I'll pick you up again."

Look at this eloquent talker, he is really used to it.Gu Lianggen shook his head, and said seriously: "I won't joke with you, Murongli will never let you go, it's not a serious matter after all, you have to think of a way."

"What can I do? I call Ah Li three hundred and three thousand times a day, but he still doesn't agree." Zhi Ming glanced at Gu Lianggen again as he spoke: "If you can beat him, Geng Chen may not let us go. .”

Gu Liang clasped his hands together and said, "Who did I suffer from all the injuries on my body? It's easy for you to open your mouth."

Zhiming bent his waist and knees, curled up into a ball, and sighed mournfully.

Murongli was tall and tall, standing by the window with a flute on his back, obviously he was listening to the wall, but he still looked like a celestial being.

Geng Chen followed at the side, listened for a while and said: "Master, it is not an option to go on like this, if the power of heaven really changes, the king will not forgive you."

Gu Lianggen's internal strength is not weak, even if he is injured, he can clearly hear what Geng Chen and the others are saying.Gu Lianggen blinked at Zhiming, Zhiming sighed again understandingly, and called out, "A Li..."

Hearing this sound, Gu Lianggen couldn't help shivering.

Murongli's eyes wandered instantly, and his expression couldn't help showing some confusion.

Zhi Ming didn't hear anything for a long time inside, and was thinking about whether to add another fire, when he heard the door being pushed open with a slap.

Zhi Ming was startled, almost fell off the seat, and saw Murongli standing outside the door, holding a carrier pigeon in his left hand, staring at him for a long time, before he said: "You write a letter to Mrs. Fu sent it back."

Regardless of Zhi Ming's usual carelessness, writing a letter was an unexpected slowdown. He squeezed all kinds of trivial things after he came out of Tianquan onto a piece of letter paper, and at the end he didn't forget to intercede for Gu Lianggen. What I asked for, Gu Lianggen was also seriously injured in order to save himself. After returning, I hope the Taifu will not blame him and so on.

Gu Lianggen stood aside to help Zhiming sharpen his ink, seeing how miserable and pitiful he wrote himself, he couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes.

After the ink was dry, Zhi Ming picked it up and read it through seriously. After thinking about it, he picked up a pen and added a sentence.

"If anyone misses my chair that hasn't been repaired for many years, the Taifu can just take off their heads and hang them on the city gate for me to show."

Gu Lianggen squinted at it just in time, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Zhi Ming looked at it for a while, then nodded with satisfaction, took out his private seal, and stamped it neatly.

"A Li, A Li. I finished writing, is your carrier pigeon strong? Can it memorize my letter?" Zhi Ming picked up his letter, and walked out with a stack of calls.

I have to say that Zhi Ming's letter came quite timely.When the relationship between Tianquan and Tianxuan was about to break down, the danger brought them together again.

The Tai Tuo freed his hand, took Zhi Ming's handwritten letter and threw the courtier Wang Qin who was about to move in secret into the prison.

The power of heaven has been at peace for a long time, and every move to kill will cause three thousand bloodshed.

In the dark dungeon, the royal family of Tianquan scolded the Taifu for having planned for a long time and committed trouble. The Taifu got up in person, unfolded the letter and sent it to that person.

A word "Ming" was clearly printed at the end of the letter, and no one in the imperial court did not know that private seal, but it was carved by Zhi Ming himself, which is unique in the world.

The man's face was ashen, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

At noon on the second day, nearly 100 people were pushed into the downtown area and beheaded for public display.

When Zhi Ming returned to the city, what greeted him was the head hanging high on the city tower, Zhi Ming lifted the curtain of the car to take a closer look, then suddenly fell backwards.

Gu Lianggen's expression changed drastically, he stretched out his hand to support Zhi Ming, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty."

Zhi Ming tugged Gu Lianggen and said, "Ah Gen, pinch me, this king is not dreaming, right? If these people are dead, the house must have been ransacked by the Tai Tuo, please quickly help me out." Forget it, how much money is there in the kingdom's treasury?"

Gu Lianggen just wanted to throw Zhiming out, and hated that iron could not become steel: "Your Majesty, there is no shortage of silver in the treasury of Tianquan."

Zhi understood him with a glance, and continued to hold his head and pretend to be dizzy: "Who said that the treasury is short of money? The king has already told the Taifu that these things are in the king's private treasury!"

Gu Lianggen endured again and again, and finally shoved Zhi Ming back into the car unceremoniously, pretending he didn't hear the ouch.

After going back, I must pay a good visit to the Grand Tutor. I have not been mad at the king for so many years. I must have my own coup.

Gu Lianggen thought expressionlessly.

When Zhiming returned to Tianquan King City, Murongli also arrived at Qisu at the same time.

As soon as he got off the carriage, before he returned to the manor, someone came up to invite him: "Mr. Murong, Your Majesty is inviting you to explain in the palace."

Geng Chen glanced nervously at Murong Li, but Murong Li's expression remained the same, he nodded slightly, signaling Geng Chen to go back to the house to cook, and he got into the carriage in the palace.

The carriage gradually disappeared into the alley, Geng Chen watched from afar, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

I hope the King of Susu will not find anything.

Yuxuan was waiting in a pavilion, and now the weather had turned cold, and the wind blew while sitting in it, bringing a chill to her body.

Murongli glanced around for a week, and saw many elite soldiers hiding in the dark with their swords, if they didn't look deliberately, it would be very difficult for others to spot them.

Murongli looked at Yuxuan, he was obsessed with pouring the teapot and drinking by himself, as if he didn't notice Murongli's arrival at all.

Seeing Murongli standing still, the servant who led the way slightly bowed and said, "Mr. Murong, please."

Murong Li looked down at him, then walked towards the pavilion.

"Mr. Murong is back, did your trip go well?" Yuxuan seemed to have just discovered it, with a bit of surprise on her face, she motioned for Murong to sit on the other side of the desk, and raised her hand to fill his teacup.

"Didn't your majesty have seen the battle report of this battle?"

Murongli didn't touch the cup of tea, and looked at Yuxuan's expression rather vaguely with his head down.

"This battle defeated Tianxuan and Tianquan. This king is very happy. Mr. Murong's attack is really extraordinary." Yuxie smiled, and changed the subject: "It's just that this king is a little confused about the battle report. I don't know. Can Mr. Murong answer?"

Murong Li clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves slightly, his face was always cold: "I don't know why your majesty is confused."

"Mr. Murong had repeatedly mentioned the matter of food and grass when discussing with the king before." Yuxiu hid the smile on her face, with a bit of solemnity in her eyes: "This battle is presided over by Mr. Murong alone, why is there such a thing missing?" step."

The wind blowing through the pavilion seems to be colder on the body, perhaps because of the cold front of the sharp blade.

Yuxuan stared at Murongli without moving, like a tiger's last prudence before it unsheathed its claws.

"I sent people there, but I couldn't find the place where Tianxuan's grain and grass are." Murongli seemed to have never felt the impending storm, and his tone remained indifferent.

Yuxuan raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't it because seeing Tianquan Wang Zhiming is also there, so I can't bear to do it?"

Murongli finally raised his eyes to look at Yuxuan: "King Tianquan has also been to the front of the battle?"

Yuxuan didn't speak, and Murongli looked at him calmly, Yuxuan was evaluating, judging, making choices, and could decide his life or death in just one thought.

After a long time, Yuxiu slowly relaxed her body and said, "Really, the Tianxuan army is so cunning..."

Before Yuxuan received the battle report that nearly half of Tianxuan and Tianquan's remnant army had fled back, no one knew that King Xisu could be so angry.

The food and grass are not exhausted, the food and grass are not exhausted.These four words were written brightly on the paper, as if they were a great irony to him.

If a big fire burns out the food and grass, who can escape the remnants of Tianxuan and Tianquan.

Murongli fought such a beautiful battle, why did he fail so badly.

Someone made him unbearable, who is it?

Murongli knew that Yuxuan did not let go of her doubts about herself.

However, Yuxuan still decided to keep him.

Murong Li knocked on the flute in his hand, feeling rare joy in his heart.

It seems that what I said to him before is finally going to work.