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Chapter 442 The Supreme Emperor, hello

When Chu Qing walked down the tower, a palace guard ran over.

The black armor is indeed a palace guard, but he is wearing a horizontal sword.

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly, but before he could speak, the imperial guard shouted loudly: "Where is Chu Qing, the deputy commander of Qianqiying?"

"It's my commander."

"The last general, General Zhaoyang Gongya, was summoned by the Supreme Emperor."

Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and Chen Yan frowned and asked, "Zhang Songling, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, went to Zhaoyang Palace?"

The imperial guard said nothing and just looked at Chu Qing.

Chen Yan scolded: "I am a third-rank general from Huaihua. I asked you something, why didn't you answer it?"

The guard was startled and quickly bowed and saluted: "The last general, Zhang Tang, has seen the great general."

Chu Qing was confused: "When did you become a third-grade General Huaihua?"

"No, it's not me, it's you. The deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion is General Huaihua, who is from the third rank."

"Then you pretend to be stupid."

Zhang Tang raised his head with a question mark on his head.

Who is the real master between you two?

It was also the first time that Chu Qing knew that the deputy commander of Qianqiying was from the third rank.

With a pinch of his waist, Chu Qing became proud and looked down at Zhang Tang: "I am the real General Huaihua. I would like to ask you, has that old boss Zhang Songling, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, gone to Zhaoyang Palace?"

"yes."

"What did you say?"

"I don't know."

"How long will it take to go in?"

"A stick of incense."

"Are you married?"

"Not yet married."

"Can you lend me some money?"

"cannot."

Chen Yan: “…”

Chu Qing was a little disappointed. It seemed that the third-grade generals were not easy to use, and they could not even borrow money.

Looking at Chen Yan, Chu Qing asked in a low voice: "Zhang Songling must be desperate to find the Supreme Emperor. What should he do?"

"The Supreme Emperor..." A complicated look flashed across Chen Yan's face, and then he said anxiously: "Let's go together, you go to Zhaoyang Palace, and I will go find His Majesty."

"Good brother, be loyal!" Chu Qing patted Chen Yan's shoulder hard: "I know you are reliable, but you have to hurry up. If you go late, I will die in Zhaoyang Palace."

In this way, Chu Qing and the others followed Sun Tang back to the palace.

After entering the palace, Chen Yan went to Jingyi Palace, Chu Qing went to Zhaoyang Palace, and Fu San was naturally left outside the palace to chat with someone.

The palace of the Supreme Emperor is Zhaoyang Palace, located on the easternmost side.

After following Zhang Tang to the east area, Chu Qing clearly felt something was wrong.

Although other areas are slightly empty, you can always see trotting palace ladies and eunuchs. Those majestic palaces also give people a solemn and solemn feeling.

But as we arrived in the east area, we could hardly see any palace maids or eunuchs. Even if we could see them, they were standing in the distance with their heads lowered, as if they were walking zombies. Moreover, many palaces were dilapidated, and even the trees were in disrepair.

It looked extremely desolate.

When he was approaching Zhaoyang Palace, Chu Qing slowed down. Outside the palace, there was a person standing, it was Zhang Songling, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Zhang Songling, with his hands behind his back, was outside the hall, looking at Chu Qing and the others.

Now that it's life and death, Chu Qing doesn't need to show any smile.

At the bottom of the steps, Zhang Tang stopped and Chu Qing walked up alone.

Zhaoyang Palace, three big characters, is a bit dazzling.

"Commander Chu."

Zhang Songling suddenly stretched out his hand, stopped in front of Chu Qing, and said with a smile: "Where have you been? Why did it take so long? The Supreme Emperor and his elders are impatient to wait."

Chu Qing curled his lips and pulled Zhang Songling's arm away with a wave of his hand.

"Go away!"

Zhang Songling was in great pain and blurted out: "How dare you hit me!"

"You're blocking the road."

"you…"

Zhang Songling smiled instead of getting angry: "Let's see if you dare to be so rampant once you meet the Supreme Emperor."

Chu Qing sneered and lowered his voice: "If the Supreme Emperor doesn't kill me today, I, Chu Qing, will kill you sooner or later."

"What a sharp-tongued deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion. I will wait and see."

Chu Qing was too lazy to argue with words. Just as he was about to take a step, Zhang Songling said "wait a minute" again.

"What the hell."

Zhang Songling stared at Chu Qing with hesitation on his face.

"If you fart, hurry up."

Zhang Songling couldn't hold it back in the end: "I ask you, why...are you making things so difficult for me!"

Chu Qing smiled: "You're curious?"

"I originally had nothing to do with you, but since you came to my palace for the banquet, you have been racking your brains to murder me. What exactly did you do?"

"Because..." Chu Qing took two steps back, looked up at the three characters Zhaoyang Palace, and looked a little confused: "Because, I have lost my memory."

"Amnesia, what do you mean?"

"I just lost a lot of memories. Did you know that one thing is very interesting, that is, people forget a lot of things, but when they drink, drink too much, and see some things that make them sick, they will recall a lot.

"

Chu Qing looked at Zhang Songling and said calmly: "Yes, I started to hate you after I went to your house for the banquet. You should know that I was struck by lightning and lost a lot of my memory after that.

One day while attending a banquet, I suddenly remembered what my father always said when I was young."

"What words?"

"Letting the bad guys go is the greatest harm to the good guys."

Zhang Songling's expression changed slightly: "You said I am a wicked person?"

Chu Qing did not answer directly, but continued to talk to himself: "It seems that when I was young, my father wanted to train me to be a good person, a good person who can kill evil and eliminate evil, but I failed and became a playboy. I

My father stopped saying that, and the words he kept on his lips became: Don’t get into trouble, don’t get into trouble, because my dad knew that I was about to become a villain. He was disappointed, but because I was his flesh and blood, he could only

You can be arrogant and pampered, but fortunately, I met you."

Chu Qing cupped his hands: "Thank you, Master Zhang, thank you for letting me know that I almost turned into you, almost made my father despair, almost walked into a place of eternal destruction, and thank you for letting me know,

My father is not afraid of leaving his hometown or dying in battle. What he is most afraid of is that I, Chu Qing, will become the person he hates the most!"

After finishing his words, Chu Qing puffed up his chest, and there was no hesitation on his face anymore. He pushed away Zhaoyang Palace and walked into the palace with a calm expression.

In the hall, the lights were brightly lit. Chu Qing, with his back straight, stepped over the threshold, and then...he felt a sharp pain in his back knee.

With a "plop", Chu Qing knelt on the ground.

The palace door was slowly closed, with a happy look on Zhang Songling's face. Two old eunuchs with gloomy faces were carrying two sticks, one on the left and one on the right.

Chu Qing had an angry look on his face, but he kept his anger firmly in his heart.

In the distance, a man sits on a big tiger-skin chair, a bearded man with a tall figure.

The hall was filled with candles and it was very hot.

The man sitting on the big tiger-skin chair has an extremely majestic figure, wearing a bright yellow robe, leaning lazily on the soft cushions, like a king who rules the world.

"You..." There was a sneer on the corner of Taishang Huang Chang Ao's mouth: "You are Chu Qing who doesn't know how to live or die?"

"Your Majesty, Chu Qing." Chu Qing took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "I have met the Supreme Emperor."

The Supreme Emperor waved his fingers casually and spoke softly: "Discount his dog legs."


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