Duke Xia's Mansion.

The main room of the main courtyard.

There is a candle burning on the Eight Immortals table in the room.

The candle is half burned.

The room was also filled with a strong herbal smell.

Duke Xia Mochou was a little worried at the moment.

He looked at Hua Manting sitting opposite and asked with great confusion: "Why did you reveal his identity at the Wangqing Platform?"

"Do you know that the royal family and the Xijian Tower have been at odds over the years? There must be spies planted by the Privy Council in the Xijian Tower!"

"If you publicize it like this, the Chief of Staff will definitely know about it!"

"Then the royal family will also know in the shortest possible time!"

"Everyone in the world...will know it soon!"

"This is of no benefit to Xijian Tower! I don't even know what benefit it is to Li Chenan!"

Hua Manting stroked his long beard, but his face still looked a little solemn.

"Everyone who has heard of Wangqingtai knows that the forbidden area of ​​Wangqingtai can never be returned. Now that he has gone, in the eyes of the Wu royal family, Li Chenan is really dead!"

"After all, there are many flaws in the drama on the top of the Western Mountain. Sooner or later, the Imperial Council will find out that he is still alive... In this case, I think it is better to let the Wu royal family know the truth about him now."

"The old emperor Wu Di seems to be ignoring the government affairs, but this old guy is not idle. He is much smarter than the prince Wu Qian."

"What Emperor Wu was reading was not Li Chen'an's poems and articles, he was reading the outlines of state governance that Li Chen'an left to Wen Boiyu and the others!"

"The only person in the world who knows Li Chenan very well is Emperor Wu!"

"Now let him know that Li Chenan has entered the Forgetting Platform... With his suspicious character, he will not touch the sword-washing tower at this time. He will send spies from the computer office to keep an eye on it secretly."

"Because, he will also want to know whether Li Chenan can come out!"

"In this way, Xijian Tower will be fine for a short period of time."

Xia Mochou still frowned, "But he really can't come out!"

"If he can't come out, there will be no more Li Chen'an in the world. Ning Guo... the light that Xi Wei expected will be extinguished!"

"Then what's the point of me still pretending to be a joke? What's the point of pretending to be sick in bed?"

Hua Manting raised her eyes to look at Xia Mochou and suddenly asked: "But I told you a few days ago that he was going to Wangqingtai, but you didn't stop him. Not only did you not stop him, you also wrote a letter to

Wu Ximiao, ask him to make things easier for Li Chenan."

"What do you mean?"

Xia Mochou leaned back slightly, and a smile gradually appeared on his originally extremely serious face:

"You could have prevented him from entering the Forgetting Platform, but you took the time to go to the Forgetting Platform. You also deliberately let him in. What did you mean?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and both smiled.

After another moment, everyone sighed.

Xia Mochou looked at the moonlight outside the window and said, "The centenary period of sword discussion in Shushan is approaching."

"The Great Li destroyed the country for thousands of years. Over the past thousand years, the Hidden Sect has probably penetrated the rivers and lakes and even the temples of various countries, but no one knows who is a member of the Hidden Sect!"

"Yinyue Pavilion is a secret stronghold of the Hidden Sect in the world. They say it is in Yunshan Mountain, but I don't know where it is in the depths of Yunshan."

"Whether it is the Imperial City Department of Ning State, the Privy Council of Yue State, or the Privy Council of Wu State, no one has been able to find out its location for so many years."

"If people from the Hidden Sect appear in the world in large numbers, and if another Shushan sword debate is held...how many great masters will die?"

"Their martial arts are too high."

"We don't have much time left."

"Over the years, I have seen all the young people in the world. Although many talents have emerged, they have not really grown up."

"Even Master Xiao of Wanxi Zhai, she is considered the most talented one, but she is only half-stepped into becoming a Grandmaster."

"My granddaughter Xia Hua, who was enlightened by Li Chenan's words, has only reached the lower level..."

Xia Mochou shook her head, "I'm afraid it's too late."

"Instead of doing this, it is better to let Li Chenan enter the Forgetting Stage. If he can understand the best magic skill in the world, the Fu Er Zhou Tian Jue, and if the sixth Shushan sword debate really happens... with his leadership, the chance of winning will always be much greater.

"

"What you think is true!"

Hua Manting nodded slightly. Of course he thought more, but he didn't tell Xia Mochou.

"This is the mentality of a gambler. You and I have been gambling all our lives."

"What you bet on is that Emperor Wu can take care of the overall situation. What I bet on is..."

Before Hua Manting finished speaking, Xia Liu hurried in.

"Father, the prince has arrived."

Xia Mochou raised his eyes and asked, "What happened to Gou Kuo as the guard general of Wuya Pass?"

"Back to father, His Royal Highness has agreed, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that His Highness the Crown Prince did not mention the arrangements for the second brother after he returns to the capital."

The corners of Xia Mochou's lips curled up, "I know. If you go to bring the prince in, tell him that he is seriously ill and you really can't go to greet him."

"My child obeys!"

Xia Liu turned around and left. Hua Manting also stood up and bowed her hands to Xia Mochou, "I admire you!"

"I'm so impressed... Wuya Pass cannot be defended. If it is left in my son's hands, it will give the prince an opportunity to attack Duke Xia's palace."

"Come on, I'm going to lie down."

"Then you can recover well and see you later!"

"Wait a minute, where can I find you?"

Hua Manting turned around and said, "White Deer Academy, looking for Qiuchen."

Xia Mochou was startled and looked at Hua Manting's leaving figure. After a moment, she suddenly smiled:

"You old guy, you actually convinced that stubborn Qiu Chen, okay!"

He wrapped a white towel on the table around his head, lay on the bed, and covered himself with a quilt. His violent coughing could be heard in the room.

When Prince Wu Qian walked in with Qiu Jiulou, what he saw under the dim light was the pale old face of Xia Guogong.

And those pale old eyes.

"Cough cough cough cough...!"

Xia Mochou turned his head with difficulty, and tried his best to lift his body up, as if he wanted to struggle.

Xia Liu hurriedly walked over, and Xia Mochou coughed again, and his desperate voice reached Wu Qian's ears:

"Your Highness, Your Highness...!"

"Your Highness, come here to see me, sir?"

"Quick, help me up, get up!"

"Let me, let me take a good look at His Highness again..."

"After the old minister dies, I can only remember and remember His Highness's appearance!"

Wu Qian's heart tightened, you old guy, you will die when you die, what do you want to do by remembering my appearance?

"Old Duke Xia, please lie down!"

"You are my father's most trusted minister, and you are the pillar of our Wu Kingdom!"

"I hope that after ascending the throne, I will be able to get strong assistance from the Duke... You will be fine!"

"Xiao Guizi!"

"The slave is here!"

"Hurry and ask the imperial doctor from the palace to give Duke Xia a good health!"

"Slave obeys!"

Duke Xia Guo raised his hand tremblingly, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Chapter completed!