Wen Ran raised her eyebrows.

She had heard her grandfather talk about this person before, and her grandfather still had a very good relationship with each other.

According to Wen Zheng, this Qing Xuan is a person who can really understand ghosts and gods and measure the destiny of heaven.

Born with white hair, yin and yang eyes, his appearance is like a teenager, and he has been immortal for many years.

It is said that this Qingxuan was once the national teacher of the Zhou Dynasty.

When he entered the court of the Zhou Dynasty, he was only twelve years old.

But not long after becoming the national teacher, the Zhou Dynasty perished.

When the city of the Zhou Dynasty was broken, he had already predicted in advance, escaped from the palace of the Zhou Dynasty that was falling apart at that time, went all the way to the southwest, and was rescued by the founding emperor of the Lan Kingdom, so he stayed in the Lan Kingdom.

Now that I calculate the time, I should be about the same age as my grandfather.

To be honest, betraying the monarch was not a good thing in itself, but Qing Xuan at that time seemed to have never felt it.

"Since my father was seriously ill, the affairs of the court and the central government have been taken care of by the prime minister, and the prime minister Zuo Yan is even more ambitious, taking advantage of his sister Zuo Wan'er to be a concubine, and has suppressed many officials."

Jiang He took a deep breath, still a little difficult to accept this fact.

Xia Lishuang looked at Jiang He, and there was some disapproval in her tone.

"So what were you doing at the time?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, and then a little ashamed.

"I ...... Since I was a child, I was not a decisive person to kill, and my father thought that I might not be up to the task, but ...... He only has two sons, me and my second brother, and he has no choice! ”

Wen Ranran smiled and didn't speak.

In fact, it's not that it can't be up to the task, but in this troubled world, it is not prosperous.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Ranran actually admired the decisiveness of the Emperor of Lan.

If the Lan State bows down to its vassals in the future, the Lan State will withdraw its flag from now on, and under the stability of the southwest, Jiang He will be a good idle prince.

"Big brother doesn't have to be presumptuous!" Wen Ranran smiled and patted the other party's shoulder.

"Since the national teacher will be able to arrive tomorrow, then our purpose is much simpler."

The second prince is mediocre, and Jiang Shu is even more ruthless and evil-spirited, so there is no reason not to eradicate it.

"But I'm just worried about my father, and the second brother is also ruthless, they will definitely not let go of my father!" There was a deep worry between Jiang He's eyebrows.

Wen Ranran nodded, this is a problem.

The Emperor of the Lan Kingdom, who is most likely his own father, if he is really ......

Wen Ranran's heart suddenly became chaotic.

The meeting broke up unhappily, and Jiang He's identity was only known to a few core personnel within the army.

Therefore, everyone only regarded Jiang He as a new military advisor, and no one paid attention to him.

After all, there are a lot of strange people in this barracks.

The next day, the legendary national teacher Qingxuan, who had existed during the Zhou Dynasty, finally came across the horse.

When she saw this person for the first time, Wen Ranran couldn't even connect the weak young man in front of her with the legendary old national teacher who was over sixty or even seventy.

The degree of growth of this man is almost against the sky, and nearly sixty years have not left a trace on him.

This in itself is a very abnormal thing.

The man had black eyes and white hair, and his ink-colored clothes supported his thin shoulders, and the whole person was so weak that he couldn't speak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"National ...... Lord Qingxuan! When Jiang He saw Qing Xuan, he suddenly became much more well-behaved.

Then, Wen Ranran saw a scene that almost subverted her three views.

Qing Xuan, who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old at most, just patted the other party's head when he saw Jiang He, who was already approaching his age, and his movements were full of a strange sense of pampering.

When Wen Ranran saw this scene, she immediately felt that her rotten girl's soul was burning.

Qing Xuan casually touched Jiang He's head, but finally fixed his gaze on Wen Ranran's body, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"This is the Wen girl you mentioned in your letter?" Qing Xuan smiled and made a gesture at Wen Ranran.