Author: Li Ju Yu Wu Zhi

Yu Liang was sitting in front of the window of the old library, meditating on her hairpin flowers in regular script.

A figure suddenly flashed out of the window, blocking most of the light source.

The library fell into darkness.

Yu Lian looked up and found Chen Pipi looking at him with red eyes.

"Pippi? What's wrong?" Yu Lian quickly put down the brush in his hand and came to Chen Pippi to ask.

"Third Senior Sister, is the first place in my academy no longer available?" Chen Pipi pouted.

Upon hearing this, Yu Lian took a deep breath and grabbed Chen Pipi's ear.

"You are really free today. It seems I need to find something for you to do."

Wang Chi was very happy that someone could come to help weed his orchard. When he saw it was Chen Pipi, he was extremely happy.

While Chen Pipi was pulling weeds, he saw his fourth brother Fan Yue in the orchard doing calculations with his mountain and river chart under the pear tree.

"Fourth Senior Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Fan Yue smiled when she saw Chen Pipi coming over.

"Pippi, you came just in time. Your arithmetic is not bad. Come and see if these conjectures made by senior brother can be established?"

"What do you mean it's okay?!" Chen Pipi's fragile mind was pricked. She found a stone pier and sat down, her eyes just meeting Han Ye's math test paper.

Imperial Prefecture.

On the bed.

Han Ye was pulled up by Yan Se, who was extremely happy, and insisted on telling him how to get the highest score, which was unprecedented in the history of this academy.

Han Ye explained with excitement while eating breakfast, while Yan Se listened with a smile.

"~@#!￥%!~@#￥@"

"I don't understand it at all, but my apprentice is really awesome!" Han Ye said, and Yan Se praised it in his heart.

Half a moment.

"Master, are you listening?" Han Ye finished his last mouthful of porridge.

"No, let's go and tell His Majesty." Seeing Han Ye finish breakfast, Yan Se pulled Han Ye out and got into the carriage.

"You got first place in the academy. His Majesty said that no matter what, you should meet the top young talents of our Tang Dynasty."

"Besides, the last time you defeated Wang Jinglue and saved Chao Xiaoshu at Chunfeng Pavilion, His Majesty had long wanted to see you, but I felt that your skills at that time were special and would always be remembered by others, so I helped you to hide yourself."

"It's different this time. You went as the number one in the academy, so I feel more at ease."

Yan Se and Han Ye talked about the rules that needed to be paid attention to in the palace, and the carriage drove around and quickly arrived at the Daming Palace.

Han Ye and Yan Se were led into the Imperial Study Room instead of the main hall through the Xiaohuang Gate.

Tang Emperor Li Zhongyi had been waiting for a long time, and was very happy when he saw Han Ye coming in, looking left and right.

"Student Han Ye, I have met His Majesty the Tang Emperor!" Han Ye saluted.

"No courtesy, come and sit down, you are really a young man."

Lao Huangmen was serving tea aside, Han Ye and the King of Tang were chatting with each other, and Yan Se chimed in from time to time.

"Now that I have become a disciple of Master Yan Se, I will become the pillar of our Tang Kingdom in the future!" The King of Tang happily raised his glass, and Han Ye also drank with him.

"But what's the problem?" King Tang saw Han Ye's eyes resting on a copybook on the bookshelf.

"Your Majesty also likes Laobi Zhai's calligraphy stickers?" Han Ye quickly found a new topic. Emperor Tang kept praising him, and Han Ye really had no words to answer.

Tang Huang followed Han Ye's eyes and saw that there were many paintings hanging on the bookshelf, but there was only that one copybook.

"Flowers are blooming on the other side of the world." Tang Huang suddenly stood up.

"Han Ye, do you know who wrote this handwriting?" The king of Tang Dynasty immediately became excited. He ordered the civil and military officials of the court to look for the person who wrote the calligraphy. He had been looking for the person who wrote it for a long time, but found nothing.

After all, a person who unknowingly put the copybook under his couch would have to find it even if he searched through the entire Tang Dynasty before he could feel at ease.

"The handwriting looks like it was written by Ning Que, the owner of Xicheng Old Brush Shop." Han Ye replied.

"Ning Que? This name sounds familiar." Tang Huang realized that he had heard it somewhere.

"Your Majesty, Ning Que is your secret guard, the young man who was with Chao Xiaoshu that night." Lao Huangmen bowed forward and said close to Emperor Tang's ear.

"It turned out to be him." Tang Huang remembered.

"Han Ye, I didn't expect that today you would solve a major case that has been lingering in my palace for a long time. You are really experienced." Emperor Tang praised.

Han Ye shook his head.

"Your Majesty, you are serious. I don't think you have any knowledge. I just happen to be acquainted with Ning Que. They are both students of the academy." Han Ye made it clear about his relationship with Ning Que.

Emperor Tang understood, and was extremely happy that some of his secret guards were admitted to the academy. They were really promising and handsome.

"His Majesty!"

Emperor Tang was feeling happy when a small yellow man suddenly entered the imperial study and knelt down on the ground.

"The sixth prince has a high fever that won't go away! The doctors can't diagnose the cause."

Emperor Tang's expression suddenly changed, he apologized to Han Yeyan and left quickly.

Han Ye and Yan Se looked at each other and understood that Emperor Tang did not want outsiders to interfere in this matter, so they could only follow Lao Huangmen and leave the imperial study.

It is early spring in the Imperial Garden, and all the flowers are in bloom.

Han Ye and Yan Se took a leisurely walk and stopped by a fish pond.

In the middle of a bridge above the fish pond, a middle-aged man is closing his eyes and feeling something. Sword lights are flowing around him, and fish are jumping around.

"Chao Xiaoshu breaks through the realm of Dongxuan!"

Han Ye and Yan Se looked at each other.

The sword light around Chao Xiaoshu became more intense, and five sword pieces flew into the air, then turned into five afterimages and fell into Chao Xiaoshu's body.

I saw Chao Xiaoshu shaking his body, opening his eyes, and a powerful breath blew out of his face.

"Congratulations to Leader Chao for realizing your destiny. You will not be bullied in Chang'an City in the future!" Han Ye stepped forward to congratulate, and Yan Se nodded appreciatively.

"It turns out to be Brother Han, who has met Master Yan Se!" He saluted Xiaoshu.

"That's right, Chao Xiaoshu. Now that you have taken off the cage of the Yulong Gang, you have returned to nature. It's time to realize your destiny." Yan Se praised him sincerely.

"If the leader of the Chao clan goes to see His Majesty, I'm afraid he will have to wait for a while. Your Majesty has something urgent and it will take some time." Old Huangmen on the side reminded him after congratulating him.

"If that's the case, then I'll come back another day." He saluted the little tree.

"Brother Han, Master Yan Se, I have received my destiny today. Is it not too much to invite two witnesses to a banquet in Chunfeng Pavilion?"

Seeing that Chao Xiaoshu was in charge of lunch, Han Ye was the first to agree, and Yan Se naturally followed.

"I wonder what the first thing the Chao gang leader wanted to do after arriving at the famous place?" Han Ye couldn't help but ask, remembering the original plot.

"Of course I want to return to the heart of the sword and fight all sword-wielders in the world!" Chao Xiaoshu replied confidently while holding the sword.

"Oh? Then I wonder if Leader Chao has his first opponent?"

"Master of the Southern Jin Sword Pavilion, Sword Saint Liu Bai!" He stopped towards the small tree, the spring breeze blowing his wavy bangs.

Yan Se's expression changed when he heard this name. He was a strong man who had been immersed in the pinnacle of destiny for a long time!

It is said that the sword master Liu Bai felt the vitality of heaven and earth rushing like a big river when he realized Taoism, so he broke through the sword intention of the river and became unrivaled by anyone in the world.

"Aren't you going to die?" Yan Se thought in his heart.

"Aren't you going to die?" Han Ye said what Yan Se said.

Yan Se:······

Chao Xiaoshu's face stiffened when he heard this.

"I think I understand the outcome of this battle, but if I can't fight with a master swordsman like Liu Bai, I will have regrets for the rest of my life."

Looking at Chao Xiaoshu's eyes as he bravely sacrificed his life, Han Ye shook his head. This was because he had been imprisoned in the cage of the Tang Dynasty.

Revengeful swordplay, right?

"Chao Gang Leader, you didn't even challenge the strong men in our country of Tang, but you went to such a far place to die. Don't you look down on our country's sword cultivators too much?"

Chao Xiaoshu had a puzzled expression on his face, still wondering who Han Ye was talking about, but he saw Han Ye saluting in the direction of the academy and conveyed a message of thought.

"Are you angry? Mr. Second?"
Chapter completed!