[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Inside Funing Palace.

While writing, Yan Jingbai ordered to the people standing below: "Spread the amount of silver that the Jinren asked for this time and the matter of Zichen Palace as quickly as possible. Remember, it is the fastest! I want it within a day. Everyone in Kaifeng knows the ambition and greed of the Jinren."

"Yes." The man said respectfully.

After writing the last few words, Yan Jingbai gently blew on the wet ink, folded it a few times, sealed it in an envelope, and handed it to the man: "This letter is delivered to Mr. Gu, don't let anyone know about it." .”

"Yes." The man replied again, and then quickly disappeared in place with Yan Jingbai's wave of his hand.

Yan Jingbai bent his lips, very satisfied with the results of the cold-blooded training.

Finally, he is no longer a loner. Although there are not many people now, it is barely enough, and it will only get better and better in the future.

At this moment, a cold-blooded man in a black sweater walked in.Yan Jingbai's eyes lit up, he quickly pulled him to sit on the couch, and handed him a handkerchief for him to wipe his face.

Cold-blooded calmly took the veil, and wiped the sweat off his forehead three times. If he was a little apprehensive at the first time, then after the second, third, and countless times, he is already used to it. .

Yan Jingbai sat next to him without any sense of identity, and asked, "How is it? How is the training of the second batch of Conglongwei?" Conglongwei is the name he came up with after thinking for a long time. I mean, he is now an emperor anyway, only such a domineering name is worthy of him.

Leng Xue nodded, his handsome face was still flushed, making him look completely gone from the cold arrogance of the past, but with the youth and vigor unique to his age group.

"It's almost there, and it will be sent out to do things in a few days."

Yan Jingbai clapped his hands together and said happily, "That's great, it's just right for them to go north with me."

Cold-blooded surprised, "The official is going out of the palace?"

Yan Jingbai got up, turned around and said: "If I expect it to be correct, the Jin people will go south soon, and the north is the front line of the war, and the situation is chaotic. I want to go and arrange it myself."

There is nothing he can do about it. Although he knows a general idea of ​​the history of the Song Dynasty, not every official and every incident is clear.And the golden finger given to him by the system would only be valid if he saw him in person. In this case, he had to go north.

Which official should be withdrawn, which official should be reused, he has to be redeployed. Maybe Song can't be turned into an iron bucket all of a sudden, but it should also increase the difficulty of Jin's attack and buy more time for himself.

"I'll go too!" said the deep voice without hesitation.

Seeing the worry hidden in the young man's eyes, Yan Jingbai smiled and patted his head, and then said: "Of course I will take you there, otherwise who will protect me!"

The corners of the boy's lips curled up a little.

According to Yan Jingbai's instructions, the news about the Zichen Palace quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, even the amount of silver demanded by the gold man was spread out.

The common people are not stupid. Of course, they know that once Da Song agrees to the terms of the Jin people, they will pay the money themselves. When all kinds of taxes increase, they will not have a good life.

Therefore, after knowing the emperor's reaction, everyone smiled and praised the official family as a wise king, and therefore became even more disgusted with the Jinren who had always been arrogant.

Even some bold ones would often surround the posthouse and throw stones in it, and the guards guarding the gate were obviously instructed, and most of them turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, ignoring them.

Yan Jingbai kept his promise, and after five days he really released the Jinren, except Wanyan Zongjun who was beheaded.

Yan Jingbai, who was preparing for the trip, of course would not know that the one who was beheaded was not the real Wanyan Zongjun, but Fang Yingkan's scapegoat. Among the rotten egg stones, he left Bianjing in an extremely embarrassing situation.

This kind of humiliation was simply intolerable to him, a man of heaven and earth. If Wanyan Zonghan hadn't held his hand tightly, he would have jumped up and drawn his sword to kill people.

But now, he can only bear it!But he swore that one day he would set Bianliang on fire and make these stupid pariahs pay a thousand times the price!

Less than two days after Jinren left, Yan Jingbai decided to go north for inspection, and Leng Xue was given a day's leave to go back to Shenhou's Mansion to pack his things and say goodbye to his relatives.

This is the second time he returned to the mansion after he became the emperor's bodyguard. As soon as he stepped into the threshold, he was dragged away by his life. In the main hall, except for the three senior brothers, even Zhuge Zhengwo was sitting upright on the first grand master's chair superior.

He raised his eyebrows in a cold-blooded manner. It's been more than a month since he's seen each other. Do they miss him that much?I used to go out to investigate and handle affairs and didn't return for more than half a year, and I didn't see them so nervous? !

But he was still very happy, and silently gave him 1 likes for having such a good senior brother and uncle!

Sitting down in the seat that belonged to him, he picked up the cup in cold blood and took a few sips, suppressing the heat on his back.

Zhuge Zheng and I stroked his beard and looked at him quietly, coughed lightly for a while and called out: "Cold-blooded..."

Leng Xue froze suddenly, almost not being choked by the tea, he raised his eyes, his lake-like dark green eyes flickeringly looked at the other party, it was obviously a cold and unwavering gaze, but it was unexpectedly soft with that color, just like Innocent and innocent like a child.And it just so happened that the person involved didn't know it at all, and his eyes were extraordinarily wide open!

Zhuge Zheng trembled in my heart, covered his face and pouted at Wuqing, motioning for him to come.

Wuqing shook hands into fists, pressed his lips to cough lightly, and said, "Cold-blooded...cough cough cough..."

Cold-blooded and suspicious glanced back and forth, frowned and said: "There is something, tell me!"

Zhui Ming is not a patient person, so he jumped out first and said: "Actually, we just want to ask you, you follow the official's side all day, do you know why he suddenly changed his temper?"

The cold-blooded brows frowned even tighter, "Guan, has your temper changed?"

"Could it be that you don't think it's changed?!" Zhui Ming raised his voice and said in disbelief: "The person who was so weak before, who was so frightened in front of the golden man, dared not take a breath, now dares to kill people, and even swung his sword to frighten hundreds of people." Guan, this is not considered a change? It’s almost like a new person, okay?! Compared with the current official family, the previous one was a soft bone that bullied the weak and feared the hard through and through!”

"Fate!" Zhuge Zhengwo scolded displeasedly, "It's not up to you to judge the conduct of officials."

Zhuiming rolled his eyes, sat down on the table all of a sudden, dangling his legs back and forth, and stopped talking.

Leng Xue was a little unhappy, he found that he didn't like others to judge that person in such a contemptuous tone, even if that person was a senior brother who was close to him on weekdays!

He pursed his lips, and finally said: "If you want to ask why he suddenly became tough, the reason may be because of his son!"

"Prince Chen?!" Zhuge Zheng was surprised.

Nodding coldly, "The last time we left the palace, we met a man who ruined his family business because of his gambling habits, and even sold his only daughter to a brothel in exchange for gambling money."

Tieshou has always been righteous, and he couldn't help but curse, "Shameless!"

He looked at him coldly, and then said: "The official's expression was a little strange at that time."

"What kind of weird method?"

After thinking about it coldly, he described it with some difficulty: "I'm a little surprised, a little confused, a little disgusted, I don't know, it's complicated anyway."

The hall fell silent, and those who were deep in thought would not know that Yan Jingbai just felt that the bloody plots on the screen in those scripts would actually be staged in front of him.

Cold-blooded organized his words, and said again: "Later, the official told me that he didn't want his child to end up like that little girl because of the weakness and uselessness of the previous generation."

Zhuge Zhengwo walked back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, then sighed and said: "If the officials can really cheer up for Prince Chen, it will be a blessing to the Great Song Dynasty!"

"Can a person really become so thorough? Just for a child?" Zhui Ming still couldn't believe it.

He gave him a cold look, and said: "The officials are very kind to the little prince!" He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "very good", then nodded to the others and turned around to leave.He still has to go back to pack his things, he has no time to listen to someone gossiping here!

Zhui Ming was stunned, "I'm not dazzled, did he just stare at me?! That cold-blooded person who is as cold as a rock all day long just stared at me?"

Unable to stand his bluffing, Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head and left.

Zhui Ming looked at the backs that were going away one after the other, and suddenly ran between Wu Qing and Tie Shou, and said in a rare serious way: "Do you think Leng Xue seems to have changed a bit?"

Wu Qing casually said: "What changed?"

Zhuiming scratched his head, and said hesitantly: "Talking too much? No, he doesn't jump a few more words now than before. It seems that the murderous aura on his body has faded. This is understandable, after all, he is working in the palace. , the expression seems to be a little more, and the whole person has become softer..."

Zhuiming scratched his head and thought about the change of Leng-Blood, but Wuqing had already been pushed away by the iron hand, Zhui-Ming hurriedly chased after him, "Don't go, don't you really think? Leng-Blood is like the one sold by the Uncle Wang next door. It's as soft as cotton candy, hey, wait for me..."