The emperor's words really confused Hang Tianyi. Is he so casual? Or does he trust Meng Zhengfeng, the leader of the Yulin Army, too much?
Something is wrong, why does it feel like something big is going to happen? Hang Tianyi was beating a drum in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, he felt that the emperor was not in a hurry, so why was he so anxious?
"Thank you, Lord Sima!" Hang Tianyi relaxed completely. With the remaining marks on his body, he must be careful next, otherwise, it may cost people's lives.
This is a world of fighting and killing, but Hang Tianyi really doesn't like to see people die.
"Why are you being polite? We are all working for the Holy Sage!" Sima Sheng agreed, turned around and left.
Hang Tianyi returned to his residence, and inadvertently, he began to think about the emperor's thoughts again.
From the first meeting with this emperor, Hang Tianyi knew that he was an old silver coin. Now that he has been in contact with him, he feels more and more like a fog.
It is indeed extraordinary to be able to sit on the throne of the emperor. Hang Tianyi can only think about this.
In the next few days, Hang Tianyi stayed in Kyoto Prefecture and nothing happened.
Today is July 30th, and tomorrow is August 1st, the day of life and death battle between Lin Mubai and Yang Yuxuan.
The number of people from all walks of life pouring into the capital is infinitely greater than before.
After this period of battle of wits and strength, ordinary masters did not dare to go to Hang Baotou to ask for a sign. In this way, Hang Tianyi lived a more peaceful life.
"Go home in the afternoon, we all have to go to the palace tomorrow!" Hang Tianyi said to Liu Ying.
The emperor issued an order, asking Hang Baotou and Sima Sheng to lead the Kyoto Prefecture police officers to cooperate with Meng Zhengfeng and be responsible for the security of the palace.
At this time, Hang Tianyi could not guess the emperor's thoughts even more. He, Hang Baotou, and a few agents were all weaklings. It would be fine if they didn't cause trouble. How could they protect the palace?
Well, since the emperor has given the order for all this, he cannot refuse a small arrest.
Liu Ying nodded, and the two brothers stayed at the Yamen until the afternoon, then returned to Liu's house together.
Recently, the little girl Liu Ruoxi was bored to death. She waited and waited in front of the gate every day, and finally the big pot came back.
"Big pot!" Liu Ruoxi threw herself into Hang Tianyi's arms without hesitation.
There was a hint of doting in Hang Tianyi's eyes. This was his sister, the relative he wanted to protect with his life.
"What's wrong?" Hang Tianyi asked.
"Nothing!" Liu Ruoxi hung on Hang Tianyi like a swing.
"Come down, it's hard for me to walk like this!" Hang Tianyi said.
"I don't!" Liu Ruoxi started to act coquettishly. Don't tell me, Hang Tianyi really did this.
Liu Ying watched from the side, feeling sad in her heart. Her sister called him her eldest brother as her second brother. What was going on?
The most irritating thing is that now Liu Ruoxi doesn't even call him second brother. In her eyes and in her heart, she is the eldest brother.
But I have to admit that the eldest brother is indeed very good. Alas, Liu Ying just sighed repeatedly.
Entering the house, I happened to meet Liu Ruolan walking from the hall.
Seeing her sister and Hang Tianyi getting closer, Liu Ruolan couldn't help but frown slightly: "How dignified is that!"
"Humph, I need you to take care of it!" Liu Ruoxi and Liu Ruolan were born to be incompatible with each other and couldn't see each other.
"As the elder brother, you let her run wild, and it seems that the responsibility lies with you!" Liu Ruolan said sternly.
This...Hang Tianyi felt that the eldest sister in front of him was really a white-eyed wolf. She had just taken her own brand. How come she turned against her and refused to recognize anyone in a few days?
Sure enough, women are really fickle animals, but...this is the eldest sister, and she is also a master. Hang Tianyi is really timid, and a good man will not suffer the consequences.
"That's what the elder sister taught you!" Hang Tianyi's expression was very respectful, which was the submissive form that the original owner should have.
Seeing Hang Tianyi like this, Liu Ruolan was very angry for some reason, but she couldn't slap Hang Tianyi to death. She could only just out of sight and out of mind.
Liu Ruolan was about to walk away when she suddenly stopped and said: "There are guests who want to see you. I was originally going to the Kyoto Prefectural Government Office. Now that you are back, go directly to the hall!"
"The guest wants to see me?" Hang Tianyi couldn't help but be startled. Does he have any relatives in this Dajing Dynasty?
It's impossible. Hang Tianyi was full of doubts. When he saw the look of respect in Liu Ruolan's eyes, he knew that this guest was not simple.
Another person came here just for the sign, but because he could sit in the hall, he was obviously not an enemy, but a friend.
"You go back to the house first, I'll go see the guests and tell you a story!" Hang Tianyi said to the little witch.
"Okay! Okay!" Liu Ruoxi couldn't be happier. Apart from Liu Hongzhi, there was only one Hang Tianyi who could listen to what the little girl said in this house.
Watching Liu Ruoxi leave, Hang Tianyi turned around, only to see Liu Ruolan still standing there, obviously going to the living room with him.
"Alas!" Hang Tianyi sighed secretly. He and Liu Ruolan felt an indescribable discomfort when they stood together. Could it be that they are also incompatible?
Only this explanation can be considered reasonable.
Regardless of whether the horoscopes match or not, Hang Tianyi can only follow Liu Ruolan to the hall.
The door of the hall was not closed, and Liu Hongzhi's hearty laughter could be heard from a distance. It was obvious that he and his guests were having a very happy chat.
No matter who was in the hall, Hang Tianyi was finally relieved. This confidence came from Liu Hongzhi, because when he first saw Liu Hongzhi, he knew that Liu Hongzhi was extremely extraordinary.
"Stop, report before going in!" Liu Ruolan reminded softly.
"No need, just walk in. There are too many etiquettes and it makes you feel unfamiliar!" Liu Hongzhi said.
Liu Ruolan frowned slightly. In the Liu family, she had a very strong sense of superiority because of her status as a disciple of the academy.
Confucian disciples always take etiquette very seriously. Wouldn't the guests be angry if Liu Hongzhi acted like this?
"Yes, don't be too unfamiliar!" The guest's voice sounded, gentle and natural, like a ray of sunshine shining from the darkness.
Hang Tianyi's mind was in harmony, his true energy was circulating, and everything was transparent. At that moment, he walked into the hall.
Only a middle-aged man was seen, sitting in the guest seat.
His Chinese character face and silkworm eyebrows are like a history book on a bookshelf, thick and elegant, recording the changes of human dynasties and the vicissitudes of rise and fall.
Who is such a person? Hang Tianyi is full of doubts.
"This is senior Li Yunbai from Qingyun Academy, come here to pay homage!" Liu Hongzhi's voice sounded, interrupting Hang Tianyi's thoughts.
Li Yunbai, a great scholar of Qingyun Academy, whose status is still higher than that of Dean Wei Xuan, is Liu Ruolan's master.
In Confucianism, perhaps it is better to be called teacher, because they pay more attention to ethical order. The word "老" can highlight their seniority. Teacher is more like their profession, which is to preach and solve doubts.