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There was silence in the main hall of the sermon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Qinian felt a little creepy, just for a moment, he clearly sensed the depths of the unknown void, and his immeasurable peeping gaze.

If it weren't for the fact that he had stopped half of his feet from entering the Holy Forbidden Realm, I am afraid that the unknown existence would have begun to plunder his entire lifespan, and even more severely.

He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to unravel the catastrophe.

In the middle of his thoughts, Su Qiannian looked around the entire Taoist Academy, compared with the depression of the past, and now the Taoist Academy's luck is like purple smoke, and the rui qi is swirling, like thousands of silks, and even because of the advent of the holy decree, it is even more entangled with a layer of Ming Huang Dragon Qi, symbolizing the Holy Favor of the Son of Heaven.

The way of revolution, a little careless, will not recover, this is a good start.

The ancestor of the old courtyard has arrived.

After seeing Su Qiannian, the old courtyard master only sighed, and before he knew it, this young man had already stepped into the top jungle.

But immediately, there was an awe-inspiring look in his eyes, he looked at Su Qinian, and said, "The Great Yuan Kingdom delegation entered Beijing yesterday. ”

Dayuan Kingdom Mission!

Su Qiannian frowned, since Zu Qianyan opened his mouth, in the dark, he had a little inexplicable feeling, I am afraid that there will be some involvement in the future.

Now, he has initially entered the eighth level of cultivation of "Ecstasy Dafa", and with the continuous condensation of his spiritual will, he has a deeper grasp of the trajectory of qi luck in his body, although it is only a vague sense, but for masters, it is enough to warn and deduce a lot of things.

Could it be that the killing of the second prince Tie Hanzha has been exposed?

With the means of that Great Yuan National Teacher, Heavenly Eagle, it is not impossible to be able to gain insight into the erased memories in the body of the Iron Khan Piercing Divine Spirit, and it is even very possible.

Zu Qianyan glanced at him and said, "It is rumored that this time the Great Yuan Kingdom delegation entered Beijing for the sake of peace. ”

And pro!

Su Qinian's heart was shocked, and he had a strong sense of foreboding, the Great Yuan Kingdom wants to be friendly, and the best candidate is needless to say, but for the Great Han, it is the most backward candidate.

In this way, most of the court will have a war of words, according to the Ministry of Rites, the envoys of other countries will rest for three days after entering Beijing, and enter the palace to face the saint on the fourth day, and meet the emperor of the Han Dynasty.

Two days to go!

Su Qinian's pupils shrank slightly.

Zu Qianyan also showed a contemplative expression, and said: "According to the Li family's eyeliner, in the past two months, a group of people in the rivers and lakes have dispersed into the Ling Mansion in various disguises......

The old courtyard master didn't say any more, but the meaning was already obvious, and what they had done before was very likely to have been exposed.

The reason why the master of the Qiankun arsenal has not taken any action against them is that he is probably brewing a bigger conspiracy.

That one is known as a one-point master, and if he doesn't make a move, he will most likely be a thunderous blow, which is extremely difficult to dodge, and may pay an unimaginable price.

But at the moment, they are not lambs to be slaughtered, at least that holy decree was sent to the Taoist Academy, for the entire court, to a certain extent, it indicates the recognition of the contemporary Han Emperor.

recognized the existence of the Taoist Academy, so as the owner of the Taoist Academy, Su Qinian's status has improved compared to before.

The most obvious thing is that in the past month, young masters of various sects and families have come to study one after another, and their words are sincere, but unfortunately, they have been rejected by the old master.

Su Qiannian and Zu Qianyan discussed, can not sit still, although Zu Qianyan is not as involved as Su Qiannian in general, the sense is strong, but as long as it affects the Taoist Academy, he can also have a vague perception, knowing that this is most likely a disaster, if it cannot be resolved, I am afraid that the Taoist Academy will be greatly disadvantaged.

"Master Imperial Historian!" Su Qiannian looked at Zu Qianyan.

Zu Qianyan said solemnly: "Now above the court, the three princes are the pillars of the society, and all people's livelihood, military affairs, official governance, The temple is far away, the three princes uphold justice, is the soul of Confucianism and Taoism and the army, especially the Yushi doctor C has the most strong temperament, the old man has discussed the Taoist Yuan God with him in middle age, and there is also a bit of friendship, the Taoist Academy has not been bulldozed, still remains, although this one is Confucianism and Taoism, but impartial, but it was involved a lot back then, and can only barely keep the remnants of the Taoist Academy, and now the Taoist Yuan Geding, although the direction of the court wind has changed slightly, but there is still a lack of righteousness, if this Lord C is willing to shoot, there is a lot of room for turnaround. ”

Su Qinian nodded, he was not stunned, for the ups and downs of officialdom, he also understood that there was a pool of troubled water, and the most important thing was that the teacher was famous, at least in the law, there could be no omission, so under the calm water, what kind of undercurrent was surging, only everyone knew it.

Night falls, the residence of the Imperial Doctor.

This is in Chang'an City, among many official eunuchs, it can be called a humble house.

The official worship of the imperial historian is a product, only one wife, three heirs, no family, many distant relatives, are not in Chang'an City, compared with many official eunuch families with dozens of hundreds of people, there are too few people, and the mansion is not big, only less than two acres of land, counting the upper and lower people, there are only about 20 people.

The blue brick courtyard wall, the center of the courtyard wall is carved Fu Lu Shou three immortals, the brick carving of such ordinary large families, compared with the high wall green tiles of many official eunuch families, and the vermilion copper nail gate, it is really undignified.

As the night deepened, the time was approaching, and the elegant sedan chair stopped in front of the house.

Imperial Doctor Bingzhong, an ordinary-looking old man, with gray hair, court clothes, only an elegant temperament, looked up at the old lantern lit in front of the house, the old man exhaled lightly, pushed open the thick tung oil, thick pulp elm door, changed into civilian clothes under the service of the old butler, and went to the study alone.

The study of this imperial historian seems to be some years old, more than ten zhang square, and the two large bookshelves are full of hundreds of subsets of scriptures and histories, as well as many ancient books, the only thing that is not there is a secret book of martial arts.

A small Bogu shelf, a seven-string guqin that has been idle for a long time, and the most precious thing is a rosewood desk, which was rewarded by the current Han Emperor, and it was also the imperial historian who sternly refused, and many other rewards were returned to the treasury, and finally only reluctantly accepted this red sandalwood table in the royal treasury.

And next to the desk, there is a small wooden table, on which a cup of hot tea is brewed, and there is a plate of ordinary peanuts, which is one of the few hobbies every day for the imperial historian who has long been in the valley.

With the frequent appearance of demons, there are also repeated destruction of villages and towns in the Han Dynasty, the displacement of the people, the ensuing resettlement, the plague, and many other affairs, large and small, and many other affairs, such as the monarch and the minister, can only put down the pen when the sun is approaching every day.

As one of the three princes of the cabinet, Bingzhong became more and more aware of the darkness, and a thick haze began to shroud the heavens and the earth.

Sitting down at the small wooden table, the old man took a sip of hot tea, peeled a peanut, and then grabbed the teapot, picked up a teacup, slowly filled it, and put it on the opposite side.

"In the bitter cold of winter, it is better to drink a cup of hot tea than to live in the dark. ”

Airplanes!

Immediately, opposite this imperial historian, the void was slightly distorted, and the figure belonging to Su Qinian appeared, and he saluted with a fist towards this imperial historian, and said seriously: "I have seen Master C at the end of the school." ”

Waving his hand, the old man pointed to the table and stool in front of him, and said, "Sit down and say, the tea will hurt when it is cold." ”

Su Qinian sat down according to his words and took a sip of tea, the black tea that ordinary people drank at the New Year's Festival could buy several catties for three coins of snow silver, the taste was not very mellow, and it was as ordinary as the imperial doctor in front of him.

"Su Qinian implored Lord C to take action and thoroughly investigate the case of my Su Mansion. ”

Putting down the teacup, Su Qiannian did not hesitate, spoke bluntly, and said solemnly: "Ling Tong, the master of the Qiankun arsenal, colluded with the Demon Dao, and once entered the Valley of Seven Feelings under the pretense of inspecting the world's arsenal, wanting to cross the Nine Thunder Tribulations. ”

Well?

Bingzhong put down the teacup, the first half of the sentence was not what he expected, but the news revealed in the second half of the sentence was too significant, in the case of Su Mansion that year, although Su Wangsheng was only the editor of the eight-grade arsenal, but the top masters of the Demon Gate infiltrated the Qiankun arsenal, such a big case has not been seen in Chang'an City for decades.

There are many suspicious points, but the Qiankun arsenal is in the hands of the Marquis Ling, independent of the cabinet, and a lot of evidence is also provided by the arsenal, and the conviction is only three days.

"Evidence. The imperial historian looked at Su Qinian and said concisely.

Being watched by one of the three princes, the always upright imperial historian, Su Qinian seemed to be able to feel the sun hanging high above the nine heavens, and the sun was shining, shining all over the nine heavens and ten earths.

"The Valley of Seven Feelings station. Su Qinian gently spit out five words.

Eyes lit up, Bingzhong didn't expect that this little fairy actually knew even the station of the Valley of Seven Feelings, you know, the imperial court encircled and suppressed the Demon Gate, second only to the Demon Clan, the Thirteen Sects of the Demon Gate, it has never been found and suppressed, and later, the people in the Demon Gate were more hidden, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and now hundreds of nearly thousands of years have passed, and none of the thirteen sects has been found.

Half an hour later, Su Qiannian once again clasped his fist at the Imperial Doctor, and retreated into the depths of the void.

Taking a sip of hot tea, peeling a few fallen peanuts and putting them down, his eyes were deep, and the eyes of this imperial doctor seemed to have crossed the distant void, and he didn't know where he had gone.

......

Since the Great Yuan Kingdom mission entered Beijing, he has stayed in the post house and never went out, because although the people of the capital are curious, they have not been able to see them except for many carriages and horses on the day of entering Beijing.

Three days passed quickly, and before the fourth day arrived, dozens of nearly 100 Dayuan people came out of the post house, led by two people, a middle-aged man of about the age of no doubt, wearing an eagle robe, embroidered feathers with gold thread, eyebrows and eyes, like a goshawk above the nine heavens, overlooking the earth.

Next to this middle-aged man, there was a young man, who looked majestic, wearing a three-clawed silver dragon robe, standing there, like an immortal ancient mountain, which was daunting. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps!This chapter has been written for a long time, who says that I bite him again, Wangwang!) (To be continued.) )