The first thousand two hundred and seventy-third chapters
Update time:2013-05-07
The white-browed old king walked out of the royal study, tightening his thin green shirt. Unknowingly, he had worn this eunuch's clothing for decades. He changed the same clothes one after another, and changed from the original chic one.
From being a wanderer in the world of martial arts to becoming the white-browed old eunuch that he is today, how much has his situation changed?
Since White-browed Old Wang put on this shirt, he has no intention of taking it off again. Of course, unless the person behind him dies, then it may be the time for him to take off this eunuch's clothes.
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This moment seems not far away, it is even right in front of us and is imminent. However, Baimei Laowang does not want this moment to come too early. If possible, he hopes that this moment will never come.
White-browed Lao Wang breathed out a heavy puff of white mist. In this strong summer day, he didn't know how he could breathe out such an icy breath.
The white-browed old king closed the door of the red room tightly, and Emperor Henghuan's tired snoring could be heard from inside.
The guards guarding the door watched the strange eunuch who had been following the emperor slowly leave. When they saw the figure disappeared, the two guards showed a look of disdain on their faces, and one of them spat. In their opinion,
, this guy who was called Lao Wang by the emperor was an extremely weird guy. This guy never said anything superfluous to anyone in the palace. He would only speak unless the emperor had an order to convey, otherwise,
He has always been silent and is an extremely unpopular guy. Everyone regards his silence as disdain for themselves, or even ridicule of themselves, so everyone is full of confidence in this old king.
Unexplainable hatred.
All the eunuchs were fighting for power and profit, and fighting each other to pieces, but this one didn't seem to have the slightest interest in these things, and didn't even bother to pay attention to them. I remember a few years ago, there was a great eunuch named Qiu Qiu.
Zheng was so powerful that he won the favor of the emperor. In the court, he even outnumbered all civil and military officials. Such eunuchs can be said to have become more powerful than one person and more than ten thousand people. The more powerful the Qiuzheng was, the bigger his thoughts became, and the more he became more powerful.
Not looking at anyone except the emperor, Qiu Zheng eventually bullied the taciturn old Wang. The reason was that the old Wang always refused to say hello to him when he saw him.
In his eyes, this was the greatest contempt for him!
At the same time, Qiu Zheng was probably jealous because he saw Lao Wang accompanying the emperor every day. He found an excuse to instigate dozens of ministers to spread rumors and submit a letter, saying that Lao Wang had enriched himself and had several bottles of poison hidden in his residence.
A crossbow and more than ten arrows.
The previous stuff about enriching one's own pockets is just a pretext. As long as the emperor is partial, no matter how ugly he looks, he can't be defeated. But hiding a crossbow in the palace is not an ordinary thing. Crossbows have a long range and are powerful.
It is large, triggers quickly, can kill people, and can be used to assassinate the emperor at the closest distance. Therefore, the emperor can allow the eunuchs around him to be corrupt, and even tolerate the eunuchs around him to be domineering, but he absolutely cannot allow the eunuchs around him to be corrupt.
No one is allowed to even think about assassinating the king. This is to put Old Wang on the road to death. The entire palace knows that this time the taciturn Old Wang will be in trouble. There are many people who are gloating about his misfortune. After all,
In their eyes, a silent and silent guy is an alien, a piece of sand that cannot blend in with them at all. To these people, having the sand cut out is a very happy and wonderful thing.
However, the outcome of the matter was beyond everyone's expectation. Qiu Zheng was executed! The emperor's decision was a complete mess! The Qiu Zheng who whipped the second-rank officials with a dust fly outside the court in the early morning, the Qiu Zheng who openly demanded bribes and even went to the prime minister's home.
, Qiu Zheng, who had adopted eight adopted sons, including civil and military officials and even second-rank officials, was killed in the city like this. He didn't even have the chance to cry and see the emperor to defend himself. The battle had just begun.
The palace fight without any suspense came to an abrupt end.
At this time, everyone suddenly realized that this silent Lao Wang had such an incredible holy family. For a time, Lao Wang became a hot guy. Everyone wanted to have a first-line relationship with Lao Wang, and they used various means to
, emerged in endlessly, some hoped to become Lao Wang's adopted son, and some even gave Lao Wang beautiful women and even their own biological daughters. However, not long after, they discovered that the tactics used to deal with Qiu Zheng,
It’s not easy for Lao Wang! Lao Wang is like a clam that shuts up, remaining silent, and no one can open his mouth!
Over time, everyone stopped posting this cold butt, and everyone also understood the indifferent heart of this old king. This old king has no intention of power at all, and at the same time, he does no harm to anyone.
Lao Wang was willing to continue like this, and they were too lazy to continue to pay attention. In the end, Lao Wang's surroundings gradually became cleaner, and there was no longer any mess.
From the beginning to the end, Lao Wang never said a word, and he never left the palace. In the past few decades, he probably only left the palace twice, and both of them accompanied the emperor on his inspection tours.
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He could have had all the power in the world, but instead he spent decades in silence in the palace.
Today, Lao Wang walked out of the palace gate again. He raised his head and glanced at the silver full moon hanging in the sky, as if he could pluck it from the sky with his hand. Lao Wang couldn't help but spit out a long stream of earth again.
Bai Qi, at this time, a person walked out of a carriage opposite Lao Wang. A woman, a woman whose face could not be seen clearly. This woman looked at Lao Wang from afar across the quiet street, and Lao Wang's lips moved slightly.
The woman moved, and the woman nodded, and then a loving smile appeared on Lao Wang's indifferent face. Then another little head emerged from the car, and this one was Princess Huayu. Princess Huayu was obviously very similar to Lao Wang.
She got close to her and was about to run over with a smile, but Lao Wang shook his head slightly at her and said with a smile: "Little girl, if I can come back, I will give you a treasure!"
After speaking, Lao Wang moved his hand, and billowing clouds suddenly descended from the sky and landed at Lao Wang's feet. Lao Wang rode the clouds away and was out of the city gate in an instant.
The hundreds of royal guards guarding the palace gate were so shocked that they could not spit out even a single word. Princess Huayu obviously did not know that Old Wang had this ability, and was even more shocked. She had been riding a horse since she was a child.
Having grown up on Lao Wang’s shoulders, it would be absolutely wrong to say that Princess Huayu’s father loved her the most in the palace. The one who doted on Princess Huayu the most in the entire palace was this Lao Wang. Apart from this Lao Wang
He did not deal with the eldest prince very much, and was very kind to the other princes. All the princes basically held a respectful attitude towards the old king. This was not because these princes valued the old king, but how many of them actually
A prince once disrespected Lao Wang and was severely punished by their emperor. This left a mark in their hearts that Lao Wang was not to be messed with.
Only for the eldest prince, Lao Wang never pretended to be an arrogant person. Everyone felt that Lao Wang was doomed to a tragic end after the eldest prince ascended the throne. However, only the eldest prince himself knew that Lao Wang was strict with him precisely because he had the ability to become an emperor.
Perhaps, high expectations lead to heavy responsibility. Even the eldest prince knew that as long as the old king treated him like this one day, his father would not change the idea of making him emperor at all. It could even be said that the stricter the old king was to him, the happier he would be.
, There is no such mean person in the world.
Lao Wang just left like this. That night, someone saw an auspicious cloud rising from the palace, rolling and rushing straight to the army of male heroes outside the city. That night, people in the army of male heroes turned upside down, and tents were broken one after another.
After being thrown away, the heads were rolling around with blood. There was pouring blood everywhere in the torch.
Everything finally ended in the final darkness of dawn. When the first ray of sunlight shone down, two people stood among the corpses. One was bald and topless, with a bright yellow silk tied on his head.
The belt danced slightly in the air, and the other one, dressed in black clothes stained with blood scabs, had a pair of snow-white eyebrows trembling slightly in the air.
Lao Wang laughed, and while laughing, he fell on his back. In the end, his body exploded every inch before it even touched the ground, and with a loud bang, it turned into a curtain of blood that filled the sky, covering most of the battlefield like a light rain.
The male figure Zhuguo standing opposite him, known as the Great Celestial Master and the first male saint, had a gloomy expression on his face that looked like black blood dripping from his face.
Finally, the Zhuguo Celestial Master raised his hand and the entire 200,000 garrison retreated ten miles.
No one saw that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhuguo Celestial Master's mouth.
Chang Xiao watched this scene from beginning to end, and the white-robed ancestor, Nanhe Sword God, and Tang Yi naturally watched it from beginning to end.
The old king died. After a long while, the white-robed ancestor let out a long breath and exclaimed: "What a powerful pair of wolf claws! What kind of sword god is that? What will happen if your knife touches these claws?"
Nanhe Sword God's eyes were still squinting, as if he was thinking about this problem confidently. Then Nanhe Sword God glanced at Chang Xiao's arm and said: "When my Qi soldiers are unsheathed and hit these claws, they will be dead within three moves."
To break it into pieces, if it is a long neck-drawing knife from the past, it can withstand hundreds of moves; if it is a blood-cutting sword, its claws can be cut off with one blow."
At this time, Chang Xiao shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity. This guy is the most powerful person I have ever seen in this world. Even when he just took action, I thought he was the eternal master, but that Zhuguo
The Celestial Master is also quite good, his cultivation and magical powers are excellent! But he is just on par with that white-browed man. If he had not been among the two hundred thousand troops, the outcome of victory or defeat would have been unpredictable. But this man died.
It’s really a bit boring, running through an army of 200,000 people, killing 1,890 soldiers one after another, and forcing the enemy back ten miles. It’s really not worth it to throw away your life for such a small gain!”