Several palace people rushed to welcome Zuo Qingquan - in this academy, the work is very leisurely, and His Royal Highness is gentle and kind, this is the first time a visitor comes at night, they inevitably got up a little slower, really slack.

Among the several palace men, some took the reins of the horses neatly and led them to the stable behind, while the other two carried palace lanterns to guide the guards.Another person was holding an umbrella to cover the snow for Grandpa Zuo.

In the room, Taiyuan looked at Le Lingdao's tightly knit brows, and said with a smile: "I am for my best friend. He once wanted to make the world peaceful and prosperous. Besides, I don't know what happened. It's so important."

Le Lingdao frowned a little, and asked, "Who is it that can make you never forget?"

Xing Lieque lazily raised his eyes and said, "It's not you anyway."

Taiyuan rubbed his neck and said: "Now he has been dead for many years."

Le Lingdao pursed his lips, and said: "...I don't know him, um, let's not talk about it. How is your health? But you met some terrible bandits?"

Xing Lieque said: "Although the Baimu people are brave and good at fighting, they are still mortals, and they can't hurt Taiyuan."

Taiyuan said: "My body is fine, you don't need to worry."

Le Ling said uncomfortably: "Who cares about you?"

Zuo Qingquan brought a group of guards into the house, and said: "Everyone can stay here later." He left a few palace people here, and he went out by himself, and walked all the way to Taiyuan's house.

Zuo Qingquan said: "Your Highness, everything is properly arranged, and the horses are also tied up in the back shed."

Taiyuan nodded, indicating that he already knew.

Zuo Qingquan bowed and retreated to the next room.

Taiyuan laughed and said: "In the middle of the night, you will leave them outside. In the barren mountains and mountains, the snowy night is very cold, there may be ghosts and ghosts, but you are at ease."

Le Lingdao said disdainfully: "I'm as timid as a mouse. I'm not afraid, what are they afraid of?"

Tai Yuan thought about it for a second, and said with a smile: "It's true that Ling Dao is very courageous."

Le Lingdao is only a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is much more heroic than those twenty or thirty men.

Taiyuan took out the half of the rusty knife brought back from Baimu, put it on the table, and said: "Give this knife to the father, and tell him for me that Jiang Xingyi was the teacher of Prince Baimu, and he will My map of the Central Plains is dedicated to Prince Baimu."

Le Lingdao raised his eyebrows and said, "He actually dedicated the map to Baimu Rebellion?"

——Without the court's pardon, King Baimu would not be King Baimu, that's why Le Lingdao called him a traitor to Baimu.

Le Lingdao sneered, and said firmly: "This time the court will definitely undergo a big cleansing."

Taiyuan said: "It's getting late, why don't you come back?"

Le Ling said with a "hum", and said: "Not only is it not early, the sky is almost dawn."

Taiyuan said: "Father must be waiting for you, if you don't go back soon, how will you explain to him?"

Le Lingdao rolled his eyes, and said: "I'll say that Brother Huang didn't dare to let me go down the mountain alone when he saw that I was young and in the middle of the night."

Xing Lieque continued, "That's impossible."

Le Lingdao glared at him lightly, and said, "I have already told the emperor that my grandfather passed away, and now I am the head of Shenmen."

Xing Lie Que was now interested, and asked: "Then did he go to Shenmen to see?"

Tai Yuan shook his head and said, "Impossible."

Le Lingdao said almost at the same time as him: "No." He glanced at Taiyuan and said with a strange smile, "It's still the emperor who understands the father. I also wonder that he didn't mention the matter of Shenmen much."

Taiyuan said: "Nowadays, the court seems to be stable, but in fact it is precarious. If Baimu..." He sighed, "Father, at this time, I don't have the heart and energy to intervene in Shenmen's affairs."

Le Ling said: "Maybe my Shenmen can help the imperial court to send troops. He is really willing to give up such masters in martial arts?"

Taiyuan said: "You said it too, Wulin. People in the Wulin are not soldiers and horses of the imperial court after all. Not to mention whether they can form troops, whether they can unite as one to defend against powerful enemies. Even if they can do all these ..." He looked into Le Lingdao's eyes and asked, "Afterwards, the hero in the martial arts, is he willing to continue to be a martial artist?"

——If there is a slight deviation, then the country will really be on top of the huge waves.

Le Lingdao felt suffocated, turned his head away from him, and said, "I don't know what happened to them. Anyway, I don't have any other ideas."

Taiyuan smiled lightly.

Le Lingdao said unconvinced: "Do you believe it or not."

——Even if there is, Qu Yingzhi will let him hold back this thought.

——So, he wasn't lying.

It was Xing Lieque who brought the topic back and asked, "Then did the emperor behave differently when he found out? Did he treat you much better?"

Le Lingdao clenched the muscles on his cheeks, squeezed out his voice through his teeth, and said, "He added a lot of homework. If this is good..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Lieque lay on Taiyuan's lap, smiling and narrowing his eyes.

Le Lingdao said indignantly: "What's so funny. I have known those things for hundreds of years, and now I have to learn them again. It's really boring."

Tai Yuan reassured: "There is no limit to the sea of ​​learning, the second learning must be somewhat different from the first time."

Le Lingdao said: "There is a difference. Mr. Gongli, can you be as knowledgeable as my grandfather?"

——I think his grandfather really learned a lot for fortune-telling.

Le Lingdao went back to the palace, and went straight to the emperor's bedroom.

The emperor was still reviewing the memorial, so he put down his pen and asked, "Have you seen Yuan'er?"

Le Lingdao returned: "Yes, I have already met Brother Huang."

The emperor asked, "What did Yuan'er say?"

Le Lingdao took out the cutting knife.

The knife was stained with dark blood that had dried up.The fishy smell of rust, blood, and soil came straight to people.

The emperor took the knife and folded it forcefully, and the broken knife was actually broken into two pieces again.

Le Lingdao bowed his head and said, "This is the frontier army knife brought back by Brother Huang."

The emperor slammed the knife on the ground, his anger welled up, and he couldn't even speak for a moment.His face was black and red, and he couldn't help coughing.

Chen An hurried forward with tea, patted the emperor's back gently, and said, "Drink your saliva quickly, Your Majesty."

The emperor took the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, gritted his teeth and said, "The national thief!"

Le Lingdao pretended to be cautious, and said in a low voice: "Brother Huang also said that a man named Jiang Xingyi was a rebellious Mr. Baimu, and he even presented our map."

This news made the emperor even more frightened and angry. He called people in and said, "Go and arrest the exiled Jiang family."

The emperor slowed down, and asked Le Ling again: "What else can you say? You say it all at once!"

Le Lingdao shook his head and said, "Not anymore."

The emperor said: "The guards who went with you, please tell me about their performance today."

Le Lingdao said everything in detail.

The emperor shook his head, and finally let out a long breath, he said: "This is a good player in the imperial army."

He sneered all over and shook his head.

He looked at Le Ling and said, "I heard from your husband that you are familiar with the art of war, especially good at arranging troops?"

Le Lingdao respectfully said: "It's just a theory."

The emperor thought to himself, this is enough, there are not many people in this capital who can talk about war on paper.

——Besides, he wasn't asked to command troops.

The most important thing is his respect to the emperor and the emperor's trust in him in the past few years.

——It's a pity that Shenmen is a martial arts school after all, even if Le Lingdao is his son, he doesn't plan to use it.

——He can only wait until he has free time, maybe at that time, he can use Shenmen to control the entire martial arts world.

But definitely not now.

At this time, there must be no more uncertain internal worries.

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