Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

When Ling Guang was discussing with the courtiers, an attendant rushed over and presented a letter of state, "Your Majesty."

Looking at the letter of state, Ling Guang was a little surprised, but he still took it with one hand, opened it and looked at it, his eyes suddenly became a little cold, his hands became impatient, and he flipped to the end without knowing it. Seeing something, he was stunned for a moment, and there was an imperceptible smile on his originally stern brows.

Ling Guang threw the letter of credence on the case table and asked, "Tianquan intends to form an alliance with our country, what do you ministers think?"

What do you think?What else can I see?At this time, being able to form an alliance with Tianquan is simply a good thing that one can only wish for, and since Tianquan proposed it on his own initiative, it cannot be better.

If the Tai Tu knew that there were people who were racking their brains just like him these days to persuade Zhi Ming to form an alliance with Tian Xuan, he would probably burst into tears of relief.

Confidant, confidant!

Therefore, all the ministers in the court hall avoided even veiled eye contact with each other, and replied in unison: "I think it is feasible."

What a rare unanimity.

"Okay!" Ling Guang's interest suddenly became high because of this answer, and he said loudly: "Tianquan's move is of great benefit to our country! Even if the enemy is coming, this king dares to fight with him! Who will win the battle is still unknown. Now with the help of the power of heaven, the odds of winning are even higher, and I hope that all my lovers will work together with this king, and the fate of Tianxuan will rise and fall with one move!"

All the officials in the court bowed their heads together, and the prime minister lowered his head, feeling that the corners of his eyes were moist.

This is the king he is familiar with. The mausoleum who drowns his sorrows in wine, indulges in the past, and has no intention of governing is the nightmare that keeps him awake at night.

He understood Ling Guang's feelings for Qiu Zhen. If it wasn't for the emperor, this feeling would have moved him. If there is such a person in this life who treats you with the utmost affection, what more can you ask for?However, Ling Guang is the king, and things like throwing the world away should only appear in dramas. Qiu Zhen's luck is Tianxuan's great misfortune. To die under Juntian's soldiers' chaotic swords, no matter which method of death, is ten thousand times better than dying in front of Ling Guang's eyes.

Luckily... lucky.

Ling Guang stood in front of his throne and looked out along the gate of the court hall. He looked at the red tassels of the soldiers outside the palace, at the military flags rustling in the wind, at the palace gates that the courtiers passed by every day, all the way to the palace. It is a small square of sky surrounded by the four corners of the palace.

But he saw the whole world through this small square of sky.

He seemed to understand what Qiu Zhen died for.His guesses were all right before, but his guesses were all wrong again. Those may constitute the cause of Qiu Zhen's death, but Qiu Zhen definitely didn't die for these.

If... If Qiu Zhen really possessed the spirit and the sword, seeing him now, he would definitely be disappointed.

Old General Qiu exchanged the whole family of Qiu's family, and Qiu Zhen exchanged the name of killing the lord, neither should be such a king.

They died for this troubled world, and what they want to achieve is nothing but Tianxuan hegemony.If Ling Guang really has his heart, if Ling Guang really has his heart...

The lonely king will work hard to rule, and give you back a prosperous world.

After coming down to court, the prime minister was about to leave the palace when suddenly another servant rushed up and said, "Your Majesty, the prime minister is invited to come to the study to have a talk."

The prime minister was taken aback, and showed apologetic expressions to the surrounding doctors, who cupped their hands and left first.The prime minister followed the servant, thinking to himself that there was nothing trivial in the court today, and the king is asking him to come over now... Could it be that something went wrong with Tianquan?Thinking of this, the Prime Minister's brows were a little more worried.

When the prime minister entered the study, Ling Guang saw the worried expression on the prime minister's face, and was concerned: "Prime Minister, what happened in the mansion?"

Fuchu?The prime minister raised his head in astonishment, "Old minister, nothing happened in the old minister's mansion."

Now it's Ling Guang's turn to be puzzled, "Then why is the prime minister..." Before finishing a sentence, Ling Guang himself turned back, and couldn't help but smile: "Prime Minister, don't be nervous, this king summoned the prime minister, It's just a small chat." Then he got up from behind the case, took Tian Quan's letter of credence and handed it to the prime minister: "The weather is fine today, prime minister might as well go for a walk in the garden with me."

"What do you think the prime minister thinks of this letter of state?"

"Zhonggu Zhong... This, this..." The hand that turned the page smoothly suddenly jammed, and the Prime Minister looked at the four big characters that were flailing, and felt that he could not speak for the first time.

This letter of state is brilliant in writing and neat in words and sentences. If you ignore the last inscription on the seal, the four big characters "Lips and teeth are good" are the essence of Zhiming's simple basalt paintings on the memorial.

Rao is the prime minister who has a lot of experience, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

Those who can do such a thing in the letter of credence, except Tianquan Wang Zhiming, don't do it. He thinks, that minister has such a heart and leopard courage?The important event of the two countries' exchanges has been made like a child's play.

The prime minister couldn't laugh or cry.

"What does the prime minister think of this Tianquan Wang Zhiming?"

"The old minister really doesn't know much about King Tianquan. He only heard that King Tianquan has no intention of governing and is ignorant of learning and skills. Looking at it now, this King Tianquan really has a child's heart."

Ling Guang smiled, "Prime Minister thinks Tianquan Wang's move is inappropriate? I read the words "Tianquan Wang" before I made up my mind to form an alliance with Tianquan."

"Kings……"

"This king can imagine how the King of Heaven, after reading the letter of credence presented by the courtiers, disliked the letter of credence and nonsense. The four big characters. Send people over."

Ling Guang stood still beside the waterside pavilion, and brushed a willow branch hanging down his face. The sunlight reflected on the ripples of the water, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Zhi Ming's words are a testament to his sincerity."

"Has Tianquan decided to form an alliance with Tianxuan?" Murongli put down the flute in his hand, thoughtful.

"I'm afraid it won't be so easy for the King of Susu to attack Tianxuan." Geng Chen served Murongli some tea at the side.Murong Li reached out to take it, and clasped the white porcelain teacup with his slender fingers, illuminated by the candlelight, it was as if carved from beautiful jade.

"The alliance between Tianquan and Tianxuan was proposed by the Grand Tutor?"

"As far as my subordinates know, the one who proposed the alliance was the King of Heaven himself."

"Zhi Ming?" Murong Li was really surprised.

"Your Majesty has been more diligent in dealing with government affairs since the young master left. The matter of forming an alliance with Tianxuan was personally presided over by Your Majesty."

Murongli's expression was calm, he picked up Gu Lingxiao from his bosom, put it to his mouth and began to play, Geng Chen saw this, he exited the room and closed the door gently.

When he was in Tianquan, he was also dissatisfied with Zhiming's idleness, and Zhiming, who had always been obedient to him, lost his temper rarely. Although Zhiming apologized first in the end, he never forced Zhiming again. Ming dealt with government affairs.At that time, he even felt a little bit of resentment, the power of heaven was strong and powerful, and the overlord of the world might not be invincible, but if Zhi Ming ignored the government, he could only waste the power of heaven in vain.He also thought that if Yaoguang had the national power of heaven, with his ability, his father, queen mother, all the royal families of Yaoguang, and Axiu might not have to die.But Zhiming... Zhiming...

The sound of the flute didn't know when to stop, Murongli's hand holding the flute was gradually clenched, and a bit of bewilderment was rare in his heart.

Are you now because of me?

"It seems that Tianquan has a deep prejudice against me." After reading the secret report presented by the secret guard, Yuxiu took a deep breath, leaned on the throne behind her, and pressed her brow tightly with her thumb .

"It seems that what Murong Li said before about the power of heaven is not exhaustive." The national teacher said: "Your Majesty must guard against this person."

"We underestimated King Tian Quan."

"My lord!" The national teacher was quite dissatisfied with Yuxuan's avoidance of the important and light, and persuaded: "Your lord, if Murongli hadn't obstructed it, the old minister had already submitted the alliance letter to Tianquan, maybe now our two countries have already agreed to Tianxuan. In a pincer attack situation, once Tianxuan is destroyed, Tianquan is nothing to be afraid of!"

Yuxuan still rested her forehead lazily with her hands, not wanting to answer.Seeing Yuxuan like this, the national teacher was too embarrassed to speak again.

"Since Tianquan has formed an alliance with Tianxuan..." After pondering for a long time, Yuxuan finally said: "I can only say that that kid Zhiming is too ignorant, National Teacher, you go and arrange it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The national teacher bowed to Yuxuan, turned around and left.

"I don't know if my lord asked me to come, what's the matter?"

"Go to Tianquan and bring back the head of Tianquan Wang Zhiming!"

"Yes!"

"and many more."

The man paused, turned around and said, "What else can the national teacher tell you?"

"Murongli must get rid of this person quickly. I am definitely not the only one who thinks this way. You can arrange it. As long as someone else thinks about it, you must ensure that Murongli dies thoroughly!"

Geng Chen gently closed the tile that he had removed, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he left the National Teacher's Mansion in an instant.

In front of the thatched hut where Meng Zhang lived, the night wind blew through the grass and trees and made rustling noises. However, there was another kind of noise in it, like a sharp knife rubbing against a scabbard, like a clanging of iron armor. Clenched all the nerves of the person.

Geng Wu sat beside Meng Zhangta with his sword in hand, his eyes solemn.Just like before, he sat next to Meng Zhang every day.

Meng Zhang's face was still pale, but his spirit was much better than before. He looked at Geng Wu and wanted to speak, but the first thing he rushed out was a violent cough.

Geng Wu got up immediately, patted Meng Zhang on the back and handed the teacup to his mouth.Meng Zhang took a few sips before recovering.

"My people have come." Meng Zhang looked at Geng Wu, "What are you going to do?"

"Master told me to follow sir." Geng Wu replied with a firm look.

Meng Zhang thought it was a little funny, "Before, I had limited mobility, so I could only let you stare at me, but now my people are outside, and you still have to follow me...Aren't you afraid that I will let someone kill you?"

Geng Wu didn't seem to understand what Meng Zhang said at all, but repeated it again: "The master told me to follow the master."

Meng Zhang seemed to want to say something, but the door was pushed open at this moment. Hearing the sound of footsteps rushing in, a smile appeared on Meng Zhang's face, "Here we come."

"Meet the king!"

"The general is suffering." After Meng Zhang said this, he coughed again. General Zhang got up and asked concerned: "Is your health okay?"

"It's okay." Meng Zhang suppressed the itch in his throat and asked, "Is everything arranged?"

"It has been arranged." General Zhang replied.

"That's good." Meng Zhang stretched out his hand, and General Zhang hurried forward to support him, and carefully sent Meng Zhang to a carriage waiting outside the house.

Geng Wu didn't say a word, just followed behind silently.

General Zhang turned his head and saw that Geng Wu was still following, he immediately became vigilant, drew out the sword from his waist with one hand, and pointed it straight at Geng Wu.

Geng Wu looked at General Zhang, and slowly stretched his right hand towards his waist.As his hand got closer to the sword, the air around him became more dignified. The night wind had stopped at some point, and the forest was full of ghosts, and suddenly he had the illusion of being on the battlefield.

General Zhang stared closely at Geng Wu's hand, a little sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Gengwu." A soft call came from inside the carriage, like a sharp arrow, piercing the increasingly tense atmosphere. "Come in."

Geng Wu put down his hand slightly before holding the hilt of the sword. He glanced at General Zhang and silently got into Meng Zhang's carriage.

It wasn't until Geng Wu glanced at him that General Zhang realized that he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

I don't know what kind of character that is...