The vermilion palace wall was covered with willow color, and golden light jumped on the glazed tiles, making the movement and stillness look solemn and quiet.

A bald old horse, carrying a gray-bearded old man slowly walked in an uninhabited palace wall on his skinny body.

I wonder if both horses and people feel uncomfortable.

The horse's hooves hit the bluestone on the ground, making a crisp sound, but the soldiers on duty seemed to have never heard of it.

Because there was a golden token hanging on Lao Ma's forehead.

The token that could travel to the palace was simply hung on the horse's head at random.

The old man and the old horse swayed to a side hall with the sound of hooves.

Yang Hao walked out of the hall gate for the first time to welcome the saint.

He was in a relaxed mood. In his opinion, today might be the most wonderful day since he ascended the throne.

The battle in Wuxi Valley was successful, and Beiyuan's great trouble suddenly disappeared.

Every thing is a happy thing worth his excitement for a long time, and now it may be a double happiness.

Thinking of this, looking at the old man who had managed these two changes, Yang Hao's eyes were full of gratitude and respect.

The storyteller got off the horse and was welcomed into the hall by Yang Hao.

He sat down opposite Xun You, looked at the big king and minister, and spoke expressionlessly, "There is a letter from Wuyin Valley."

Yang Hao and Xun You were not surprised that the old man could know the situation so quickly. They had long heard of the magic circles between the four saints.

I think it was the old fisherman who was in charge of Yunmeng Daze this time that he told me.

The two looked at each other and Xun You said, "I would like to ask the saint to explain in detail."

The storyteller calmly picked up the wine glass and looked at Yang Hao, "It's all dead."

Then he drank the wine in the glass and before Yang Hao and Xun You's joy could fully bloom, he said the second half, "I'm talking about our people."

Yang Hao's body, which was originally excited, suddenly softened and he fell back to the wide chair.

Xun You immediately asked, "What about the other party?"

In his calculations, it is normal to die, and it is not impossible for all the soldiers sent to die, but as long as the results are achieved, the consequences can be withstood.

The storyteller sighed slightly, and he couldn't figure it out, but the facts did happen, and there was no need for the old fisherman to lie to him. "The only one who can be considered a big fish is Cao Ye."

The light that rose again in Yang Hao's eyes went out again, and he murmured: "How is that possible!"

The storyteller calmly told them all the news about the old fisherman.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, and no one expected that the plan for so long and so many forces from all sides would end up like this.

Xun You had to stand up and ease the atmosphere, "Fortunately, the situation in Beiyuan is not bad."

The storyteller stood up and said, "For the details, Your Majesty and the National Master can wait for your people to come back before asking carefully."

After saying that, he walked out. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yang Hao's already gloomy face. "I forgot to say something. If the emperor abdicates today, Xuan Zun will be in charge. The four of us come forward to congratulate him. Xuan Zun has lifted the restrictions on the four of us. We can take action freely in the future. Your Majesty and the National Master can rest assured."

After saying that, he walked out of the palace gate, rode the weak horse, bowed to Xun You who was leaving for him, and wandered out of the palace city.

There is a saying that he did not tell Yang Hao and Xun You that although Xuanzun lifted their restrictions, he also took back their privileges of supervising the world.

No matter how you can sit in the sky and look at somewhere quietly, you can't catch those ripples in the heart lake.

This world, which once had almost no secret in their eyes, will become mysterious again.

It is said that Xuanzun is busy with the ceremony of the court from all directions. After this time, I will think of a way to see if I can come back.

After the storyteller left, two more were left in the hall.

Yang Hao punched the table, his heart was full of anger.

He was so angry that he was so angry that the old storyteller was so angry that he dared to hit himself before leaving.

I completely forgot about the diligence when I walked out of the hall to welcome her.

After all, interests are changing, and where can those relationships based on interests be stable?

Looking at Yang Hao's bad look, Xun You comforted: "Those things are not imminent, at least Bei Yuan has succeeded."

After hearing Xun You's reminder, Yang Hao calmed down a little, "That's right. I'm a little greedy."

He stood up, spread out a map, and looked at Xun You, "Let's make up for it, this hand must be too late for Xue Lu to regret it!"

Xun You nodded and looked at the map on the table with him, "Now, even if Xue Lu knew that we were going to fight the Northern Expedition, he could not make any moves, so he could only hold on. But at the same time, since he would rather pull out Xue Zheng's blocking stone for Nanzheng, it means that once he freed his move, he would put Nanzheng on the agenda."

"So, according to yesterday's discussion, I have ordered the Ministry of War to send a message to Deng Dingfang, asking him to purify his military and be ready to accept the rear army at any time. We will take a strong attack this time, and we will go straight to Xiongzhou from the battlefield where the most likely situation is to open up! Seize the opportunity and catch him off guard."

Xun You nodded and won with a good match. There was no need to do any surprise attack this time, just to take advantage of his illness to take advantage of his illness!

After the main force of the army came out of Xiongzhou City in Shangyang Pass, it was the time for the other side troops to expand their results.

"Your Majesty, then let's call people to discuss matters?"

Yang Hao nodded hatred, "Han Feilong should be here soon, I must ask him carefully how he failed the emperor's grace!"

Xun You sighed, "Your Majesty, Han Feilong is our designated commander of the North. Please allow him to make meritorious contributions."

"I know it, but it is impossible not to hit him." Obviously, just before this, Yang Hao had already planned what to do with Han Feilong.

The king and his minister were about to take a step when the general on duty outside the hall gate rushed to the entrance of the hall, knelt down through the door and shouted, "Your Majesty, the official position is urgently handed over!"

The official Fangsi, like Si Wencao, was an intelligence agency of the Daduan Dynasty, but its functions were different.

Si Wen Cao is mainly a supervisor of all officials, and he is more in the inner world.

The main responsibility of the Office is to manage secret spies, obtain intelligence, etc. to the outside world.

Yang Hao and Xun You looked at each other, and there was joy in their eyes. The official's urgent delivery at this moment must be related to Xue Zheng!

He ordered the guard to come in, Yang Hao took the envelope and saw that the fire was still there, so he waved his hand to ask him to retreat.

After tearing open the envelope and taking a look, Yang Hao angrily grabbed an extremely precious inkstone on the table and smashed it hard on the ground.

Still unable to relieve his anger, he kicked the precious desk away with another kick, breaking and scattering in the air.

Xun You had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the map on the table.

Then he took the note from Yang Hao, and the letter read:

"Xue Zheng attacked Shangyang Pass alone, Guan Po died, and all the defenders of Xiongzhou were accused of attacking Shangyang Pass while the chaos attacked Shangyang Pass. Shangyang Pass was lost, Deng Dingfang was killed, thousands of soldiers were captured, and countless losses of supplies, food and grass were lost. The attack and defense situation was easy!"

Xun You finished reading carefully and sighed to the sky, "I am really an incomparable national soldier!"

Outside the palace gate, a report suddenly sounded again, "Your Majesty, the Minister of War is asking for a visit outside the palace gate."

Yang Hao's chest was fluctuating violently, and Xun You whispered, "After all, I'm really dead."

Yang Hao, who quickly calmed down his emotions, said in a deep voice: "Let him go to Qinzheng Palace to wait."

"Here!"

Yang Hao turned around and walked towards Qinzheng Hall.

Xun You glanced at the note in his hand again, "Xue Zheng, Xue Zheng, is it worth it?"

Tianjing City is an ordinary alley. At the entrance of the alley, there is a big tree with thick shade, and a man in purple sits on the tree.

Under the tree, a skinny bald old horse slowly walked past. The old man raised his head and his eyes met in the air.

The dialogue between the ripples in the heart lake will not be heard by a third person.

The old man said calmly: "Chang'an?"

The man in purple touched his nose and said to himself: "I didn't expect that I'm quite famous?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

"What are you planning to set up camp in this Tianjing City?"

"What? Do you need the consent of Chang'an Sword Immortal?"

"If you live a good life, you will naturally not need to."

The old man snorted coldly, "Chang'an Sword Immortal's hand is too long."

Chang'an smiled, "Xuan Zun has issued a decree. You are also deprived of your authority while being liberated. Now you four are just ordinary monks in the Hedao Realm, and they still regard themselves as the Four Saints?"

The old man's eyes suddenly became cold and he stared at Chang'an.

Chang'an didn't care at all, "You don't have any problem if you want to go to the front stage and live a rich life with flowers and flowers. It's your business to leave your clan blood like the Holy Water Alliance. Or you may want to continue to stir up the storm and stir up the world's general trend as before. I just have one request."

Chang'an raised a finger and said word by word: "Don't cause trouble in Tianjing."

The old man said coldly: "It's over?"

Chang'an shook his head, "Don't you have to give yourself a name or something?"

The old man left with his sleeves.

Chang'an lies in the shade of the branches, looking around the peaceful and peaceful Tianjing city, smiling.

When a lot of news came one after another and passed to the small courtyard in Jincheng, Wenwei began to drink.

Xun Yu came to the study silently, spread out a blank scroll, and picked up a pen to paint.
To be continued...