Although Linzi is a large city, it is indispensable to have magnificent houses and mansions under the command of the Nine Soldiers.
The Xiu Mansion is located in the core area of Jinxianfang. It was built under the supervision of famous craftsmen of the dynasty and is full of majesty.
Since the case of Cui Zhu's assassination of the emperor, as the direct promoter of Cui Zhu's participation in the Yellow River Conference, Xiu Yuan, the commander of the prisoner and electric army, was dismissed from his post on the same day pending investigation.
Although he was not locked in a prison, he was still confined to his home and was not allowed to go out.
Unlike Cao Jie, who was under house arrest in Chen Cang by building a plank road in secret, Xiu Yuan was a real prison, with his entire cultivation level locked up. It was only because of the majesty of the commander of the Nine Soldiers that he was not imprisoned.
However, several months have passed since the Emperor Assassination case. There has been no breakthrough in the investigation against Xiu Yuan. The emperor has not appointed a new commander of the Prison Electric Army, and Xiu Yuan is still the leader of the Prison Electric Army.
The general will temporarily lead this powerful army.
It was so delayed for a while.
On this day, a distinguished guest came to the Xiu family.
The one who came was Yan Tu, who was also the commander of the Nine Soldiers with Xiu Yuan and was responsible for cutting down the Rain Army.
This man and Xiu Yuan were close friends, and it was known to both the government and the public. They both came from the same ordinary background. They both climbed up from the bottom of the army and reached the position of commander-in-chief of the Nine Soldiers. They quite sympathized with each other.
When the madman Xu Fang was still high-spirited, he wrote in an article that "a real man must travel a long way." The "distance" and "tu" in this actually refer to Xiu Yuan and Yan Tu, not the distance.
OK.
Among the nine commanders, these two are the ones he admires most. Of course, these two may not know who Xu Fang is.
When Xiuyuan was just dismissed pending investigation, Yan Tu wrote nine letters in succession, urging the emperor to prove that Xiuyuan was innocent and asking the emperor for a clear explanation. Later, he even went to Donghua Pavilion to remonstrate with the emperor!
The emperor was grateful for Yan Tu's love and righteousness, so he personally kicked him out of Donghua Pavilion and fined him ten years...
In a very simply decorated quiet room.
Yan Tu, who was wearing armor, sat opposite Xiu Yuan, who was dressed in home clothes.
There is a bow and knife hanging on the wall in front, which makes Xiu Yuan's hair neatly reflected. He is sitting in an upright posture with a straight back. Although he lives at home, he still has a strong temperament.
At this time, he was making tea slowly. The two temperaments of gentleness and sharpness were perfectly unified in him.
Yan Tu, who is sitting opposite him, has a completely different style. He has thick eyebrows, a big nose, and thick lips. He has a somewhat domineering temperament. His sitting posture is also very casual, with one foot half upright and one foot raised.
One leg was paralyzed casually.
"I said, stop cooking." Yan Tu glanced at the pot of tea and said impatiently: "No matter how good you make the tea, you still won't be able to fit into the circle of Lao Qi people and won't gain their trust. What's the matter?
mean?"
Xiu Yuan was unmoved, continued his work, and said slowly: "Why can't you gain trust?"
"How many months has it been?" Seeing his appearance, Yan Tu became furious: "If they believe you, why are you still living at home when you are the commander of the electric army?"
Xiu Yuan smiled: "The matter hasn't been found out yet, so of course I can't leave."
"Just because of those trash from the Capital Inspection Office!? If you can't find out in ten years, do you think you have to be imprisoned for ten years in Xiuyuan? If you can't find out in your lifetime, are you going to be locked up at home for the rest of your life?"
The water was already boiling. Xiu Yuan took the teapot off the small stove, slowly scalded the tea cup, and said casually: "Is it better than being locked up in prison?"
Yan Tu sneered: "General Xiu is so good at comforting himself, I didn't know before!"
Xiu Yuan sighed: "It was indeed my oversight to recommend Cui Zhu. It disturbed the Holy Master and threatened to slander the Emperor's name... I can still sit here and make tea with you. Brother Yan, I am satisfied."
"If you commit the crime of negligence, you should be dismissed pending investigation. We have nothing to say, but when will the investigation be carried out, there must be a regulation?!" Yan Tu said dissatisfied: "There is no movement at all in Beiya, Zheng Shi every day
You are hiding from me. But you Xiuyuan, a dignified real person, and the commander-in-chief of the Nine Soldiers, can't get out of this house! Day after day, day after day! You have made countless contributions to our Daqi, how can you accept this?
Humiliation?"
Xiu Yuan shook his head: "Zhang Yong cried at the temple, and the eleventh prince fell out of favor. Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, so how can I be an exception?"
Yan Tu said angrily: "How can you and the eleventh prince be the same thing? How can these two things be confused?"
"Maybe, maybe not." Xiu Yuan opened the green bamboo can, used bamboo tweezers to take out the Cuibi tea leaves stored in it, carefully put it into the teacup, and said: "I believe everything has a price. The mistakes I made,
I need to take responsibility. His Majesty will remember the merits I have made... It would not be a bad idea to rest for a few years."
"Your Majesty is naturally wise and powerful." Yan Tu said solemnly: "I'm afraid someone will deceive the Holy Spirit!"
"Since Your Majesty is so wise and powerful, how can he be deceived by others?" Xiuyuan completed the last process, then stretched out his hand and said: "Brother Yan, please use tea."
The night was blocked outside the door. Yan Tu looked at the heat in the teacup. Before he drank, he suddenly thought of a question.
At this moment, does the eleventh prince have the leisure to drink tea?
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"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Violent coughs wandered back and forth in the palace, penetrating this long night.
Feng Gu, the eunuch in charge of the Changsheng Palace with deep wrinkles, looked ahead with a worried look on his face. The dark color in his eyes alternated between far and near.
On the desk in front is a piece of snow-white rice paper, with an unfinished calligraphy on it.
The young prince wearing a white fox fur was sitting in front of the desk. He made a fist with his left hand and lightly covered his lips with the back of his fist. His face turned red from coughing. He held a wolf hair in his right hand and hung it against an inkstone. There was a drop of ink hanging on the tip of the hair.
He trembled with coughing, but it never came down.
When the coughing gradually stopped, Feng Gucai advised softly: "Your Highness, you'd better drink a bowl of medicine."
In the upper left corner of the desk, there is a white jade bowl, with black medicinal liquid sitting in it, and a few wisps of heat lingering in it.
"I don't want to drink anymore." Jiang Wuqi said with some difficulty.
He coughed a few more times before settling down.
He just held the wolf hair in one hand and turned to look out the window.
I don't know when, the faint skylight has penetrated the night.
"There should be news from Xingyueyuan." He said quietly.
As if in response to his words, footsteps happened to be heard outside the palace, and the sound was very fast.
Feng Gu turned sideways slightly, and people were already blocking him in front of the palace door.
After a while, the footsteps disappeared, and Feng Gu returned to the desk again, but there was a letter in his hand.
"Your Highness, urgent military situation."
"read."
Feng Gu opened the letter and read as he read: "The winner of Xingyue Yuan has been decided. Jiang Qingyang has returned from the sky and decided the world with one sword. The God of War and Commander Dou'e Yu Que have signed "Xingyue" in Wanhe Temple.
"Moon Promise".
After reading the urgent letter, although Feng Gu had no expression on his face, his eyes were full of respect and admiration.
In his early years, he was the confidant of Concubine Lei, serving as a front-runner for her. After Concubine Lei was assassinated, he took the initiative to request an order to serve Jiang Wuqi.
Over the years, it can be said that I have watched Jiang Wuqi grow up day by day.
This highly regarded nobleman from Tianhuang has endured pain that ordinary people cannot imagine, and he also possesses talents that ordinary people cannot match.
Just like now.
He knew as much information about Xingyueyuan as Jiang Wuqi, but he had no idea about the direction of the war, yet Jiang Wuqi could accurately judge the end time of the war.
Unless you have a profound understanding of the geniuses of both camps and the entire battlefield situation, you will not be able to conduct such a clear deduction of the battle situation.
"I thought that the one who would shine in this battle would be Chen Suan or Zhong Xuan Sheng, but I didn't expect Jiang Qingyang to be back again." When Jiang Wuqi said this, he paused and then said: "It seems that Yu Heng
The changes in the stars are also related to him... Speaking of which, how did the Military Hall deal with his leaving the camp before the battle?"
"Effectively," Feng Gu said.
Jiang Wuqi was silent for a moment and said, "I think the punishment for Zhuang Guo must have been emphasized in the "Xingyue Pact"."
Hearing this, Feng Gu flipped through the back page of the letter again for the detailed provisions of the "Covenant of Stars and Moon". He knew the earlier treaty, so he had not read it carefully before.
After reading this, I was a little stunned. The treaty between the two overlords, and it was a treaty signed after such a war. Every word had to be considered repeatedly, but now it was adjusted for Jiang Wang?
How terrifying is this man's performance on the battlefield?
"It's really..." Feng Gu was speechless for a moment.
"This gentleman should be a Fuyao!" Jiang Wuqi sighed with emotion, smiled again, and turned his eyes back to the rice paper.
The drop of ink on the tip finally fell, creating a circle of ripples in the inkstone.
He wrote the last few words in one stroke of his pen.
Then he put down his pen, stood up, and walked out alone.
Feng Guti followed up, but he stopped him with a raised palm: "You have worked so hard for so many years. You have to walk this journey alone."
"Your Highness..." Feng Gu stood on the spot, his voice trembling.
Tianhuang nobleman, who was wrapped in a white fox fur, asked with a smile as he walked: "Your Majesty is the Holy Son of Heaven, the God of War is the current Jinliang of the Sea, and Jiang Qingyang is the future Jade Pillar... The prince is generous and kind.
Sincerely, there is someone who looks like a king; the third sister is alone in Taoism and martial arts, and she is majestic; the ninth brother is smart and graceful, and his nobility is as noble as the stars... So what about Gu? Who is Gu?"
He asked this question and walked out without waiting for anyone's answer.
No answer is needed at all.
Feng Gu stood silently in front of the desk with a sad expression.
Who is the eleventh prince of Da Qi?
Originally the lord of the Palace of Eternal Life, he was the most favored son of the current Emperor. He was majestic in his actions and was highly regarded by the public. He was recognized by both the government and the public as "the most worthy of the present emperor" and the most powerful contender for the position of crown prince.
But because of the Zhang Yong Crying Temple case, overnight, the government and the public were in disbelief.
After the Fengxian Zhang family became an honorary official of the restored country, Jiang Wuqi took Zhang Yong in because of the reputation of the country. With the resources of the martial arts, he was not short-changed... In the end, this was the result.
How can you not feel sad when you call Feng Gu?
That noble man from Tianhuang who would say, "Towards Daqi, is towards me." Now he asks himself, "Who is he?"
The pathos in Jiang Wuqi's words, how could an old man like him not be heartbroken?
But looking at Jiang Wuqi's back, he could only remain silent.
Silently watching Jiang Wuqi walk out of the palace, silently rolling up the words Jiang Wuqi had finished writing, silently like a lonely ghost floating in the huge palace...
From the thirty-ninth year of Yuanfeng, I wandered until now.
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The tallest mountain in Linzi City should be Yunwu Mountain.
On the cloud-laden plank road, a figure wrapped in a white fox fur approached slowly.
At that time, the sky was so dim that even though the mountain was so high, it could not penetrate the sky.
The thin figure was walking in the clouds and mist. Although it was getting closer, it still felt far away.
Although Tianxiangyun Pavilion, one of the four famous museums in Linzi, is located here, Jiang Wuqi did not come here just for the beauty.
Every time I come here in the morning light, I climb to the top of Yunwu Mountain and sit alone in the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain.
A pot of scented tea was hidden in the clouds, and I sat there from sunrise to noon.
After that time when he was naked and holding jade in front of the Ziji Palace, he spent many days developing this habit.
It's more of a self-punishment than a kind of enjoyment.
For Jiang Wuqi, who had been suffering from cold poison since he was a baby, being in this windy and cold place in the high mountains was almost like being tortured.
If he needed to use these behaviors in the past to show that the cold poison could not have any impact on him to build confidence in the people of the Changsheng Palace, then now that he has fallen out of favor, what is the point of coming here?
Is it possible that the emperor's heart and the position of crown prince can only be obtained through hard work?
People like Jiang Wuqi would not do meaningless things.
Many people will inevitably think
Did the eleventh prince of the Da Qi Empire use this cold place to practice cultivation?
Or, are you here to look for some clues?
Upon closer inspection, Yunwu Mountain was the first time Zhang Yong fought for Jiang Wuqi in front of others after joining the Changsheng Palace. His opponent at that time was none other than the now world-famous Jiang Qingyang.
At that time, Jiang Qingyang won the victory with an eight-tone flame bird, but Jiang Wuqi forgave Zhang Yong's defeat and did not change his trust, winning the hearts of the people.
Speaking of which, both Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuqi handled the situation properly and achieved a win-win result.
Who would have thought that it was Zhang Yong who later made Jiang Wang suspected of treason. It was Zhang Yong who blocked Jiang Wuqi's path to heaven?
Things in the world are unpredictable, and this is the case.
Whether it was Cui Zhu assassinating the emperor or Zhang Yong's crying temple, they all happened too suddenly, without any warning in advance, and the landing point was extremely precise. Although the trouble caused by Qi Emperor was wiped out by Qi Tianzi, he could not
What is not mentioned is that the power of the Equality Country is hidden deep enough and hidden enough in this eastern hegemonic country, so that these great things can be accomplished.
It's a pity that those who were mixed up in it were already muddy.
Now Jiang Wang has cleared his name and is shining brightly in the world. But what about Jiang Wuqi, the master of the Palace of Immortality?
In the battle of Xingyue Yuan, Qi Tianjiao defeated Jing Tianjiao, and the future of Qi Tianjiao was great, and its reputation was great!
When the flowers of the Qi Empire are blooming, how does Jiang Wuqi feel when he walks on the plank road of Yunwu Mountain this morning?
Feng Gu is not here today, and there are no other followers.
There are many powerful people in Linzi City, but no one will monitor every place all the time.
So when a rickety old man came towards me with a stick, it didn't seem to be a surprise.
The old man walked very slowly, which could be called a stumbling step.
But walking on this rickety plank road with such a staggering figure like him is already very awkward.
Jiang Wuqi didn't seem to feel awkward and kept walking forward.
It was too early and there was no third person on the plank road.
Those who spent the night on Yunwu Mountain will all be on the soft couches of Tianxiang Yun Pavilion.
For a moment, there was only the mountain breeze, the unstoppable cough, and the sound of the cane tapping on the plank road.
