Chapter 109: The agency is too smart

The wind passed, the clouds moved.
In front of the far-reaching gate of the palace, the imperial guards stood in their arms, and when they saw Queen Ling who had just returned to the capital, they almost stunned in the same place, purging their military appearance and saluting at the same time.
Ye Tianling's eyebrows tightened slightly. After a short while, he only raised his hand, not in a hurry to enter the palace, but stood still for a moment in front of the palace gate. Fang Zhuozheng, now under the command of the Imperial Forest Army, patrols here, walks over quickly, and bows his sword forward: "I have seen your Highness!"
The surroundings are quiet, and the entire forbidden palace is no one at this time, and the white jade corridors are wide and solemn and solemn, and the towering halls are undulating.
Ye Tianling lowered his eyes to look at Fang Zhuo, and didn't even say a word of "exemption", just staring at him behind his hands.
There was a pressure in his eyes, and Fang Zhuo was puzzled. He looked up, Ye Tianling's eyes moved, and he looked around: "The Imperial Forest Army is very good, and I didn't disappoint this king."
Although the Yulin Army is no longer under the control of King Ling, the days in the hands of King Ling have made every guard unforgettable and unforgettable. Fang Zhuo said: "The teachings of your Highness, we always keep in mind."
Ye Tianling's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the corners of her lips were slightly cold. He walked into the palace. When he turned around, Fang Zhuo heard a sentence: "Then don't forget, the Royal Forest Guard will only worship the emperor when he enters the forbidden palace. !"
The corners of the snow-colored robe flicked slightly, as if a sharp lightning flashed silently, Fang Zhuo suddenly realized what was wrong before him, and whispered: "The final negligence!" He immediately retreated.
At this moment, a rush of horseshoes sounded far away, and instantly approached the palace gate. Ye Tianling, who had already walked a few steps, turned his head back. He had excellent eyesight. He had seen the coming people after passing through the deep doorway for some distance. His heart shook uncontrollably, but only for a moment, he returned to calm. .
His eyes are like stars, his body is chic, it looks like an eleven! But daring to gallop freely in front of the gate of the Forbidden Palace, who else but the unruly Twelve Prince Ye Tianli?
Black jade is like the wind, and the time for blinking has come close. Twelve tossed the stirrups to dismount, threw the whip to the guards, and walked forward, dressed in a sharp suit and a mysterious robe.
Ye Tianling stood still on the spot, Twelve straight walked to Ye Tianling and stopped, staring at him and asked, "Where is Eleven Brother?"
Ye Tianling's dark pupils shrank tightly, and Twelve forced him to ask, "Where is Eleven Brother?"
Ye Tianling's face was a little pale, and after a while, he slowly said: "It has been written very clearly in the memorial three months ago, and I don't want to say it again."
Twelve pairs of fists were clenched, and his throat was trembling slightly with excitement. After looking at Ye Tianling for a long time, he asked in a dumb voice: "Okay, I just want to know, is it Brother Seven?"
Ye Tianling looked at him calmly, like a very deep night, hiding all the emotions under the sky, or, there was no emotion at all: "No."
This answer was obviously beyond Twelve’s expectations. He was stunned under Ye Tianling’s gaze, his gaze was like pouring a bucket of cold water on people’s hearts to extinguish the blazing flames. He frowned, "What is that? People killed Brother Eleven?"
Ye Tianling's tone remained calm: "Among the Tongda dying army, Shiluo sacrificed my battle flag to destroy the Turks. Shi Zhonghou has already resisted his life. Shao Xiubing and others are now in prison. If you must be held accountable, You can blame me."
The frown between the twelve eyebrows tightened and tightened, but the original clenched fist relaxed. Later, he said a little apologetically: "Fourth brother, sorry, I am not here to blame you."
Ye Tianling said indifferently: "I know." He turned and walked towards Zhiyuan Hall, Twelve followed from behind: "Why are you trying to excuse Brother Seven? Don't think I don't know, this matter has nothing to do with him. !"
Ye Tianling walked slowly: "I have no interest in excusing others."
Twelve: "Isn't it because the late reinforcements made you trapped in the wild?"
Ye Tianling said: "It's me, in that case, it may not be a moment earlier, the seventh brother has tried his best."
Twelve hate said: "Since the Yin family has moved, how can he stay out of the matter?"
Ye Tianling said: "A Yin family sometimes is not all of the Cham Palace."
Twelve Yi's rash and reckless eyes revealed a thin ice-like chill: "But I will never let the Yin family go."
Ye Tianling stepped onto the highest jade steps of the hall, and suddenly stopped. The thin clouds dispersed, and the sun gradually dazzled. Standing on a high place in the breeze, he turned and looked at Twelve: "Twelve brother, don't let the Su family get involved in anything."
Twelve glanced at him and suddenly smiled: "Fourth brother, since the day that eleventh brother and you were inseparable, the Su family has been standing behind you, don’t you know? Father has acquiesced to this. , Don't you know?"
Ye Tianling's expression was indifferent, and he was never shaken by these words: "I know, but I don't need it." After speaking, he turned and walked away, and his arrogant figure quickly disappeared into the deepening hall. .
Walking along the two rows of flying dragons and clouds, the light breeze slowly moved, and layers of quietly hanging golden curtains occasionally revealed complex and delicate embroidery patterns. Crossing the high thresholds of gold and jade carvings, the Zhiyuan Hall became quieter and quieter, and it seemed that the ever-bright lights on the nine-branch pedestal decorated with beads on both sides gradually brightened.
Sun Shi stepped forward and bowed to salute. Ye Tianling nodded slightly and stepped into the propaganda room. A slender shadow appeared on the smooth black jade floor.
"Children, see the father."
On the wide couch before Yunlong Jinyao, the Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes and leaned halfway: "Ling'er, are you here?"
Ye Tianling said, "Yes, Father Father."
"I'm back." The Emperor of Heaven seemed to sigh and asked, "Have you met your mother and concubine in the Lotus Pond Palace?"
Sun Shi was startled, and couldn't help looking at King Ling. A clean figure was reflected on the ground, black boots, white clothes, and a vague expression on top of it, like hidden behind layers of mist, unable to see clearly or penetrate.
But I heard Ye Tian Lingping's voice: "Returning to the emperor, at three quarters of the hour today, the sons and ministers escorted the mother and concubine's coffin to the Donglin, and the memorial report of the Shen Shili Ministry has been submitted to the Royal View."
An unwavering answer was actually like a monarch and minister playing the right format. As soon as the voice fell, there was a breathless silence in the hall. After a long time, I heard the emperor said: "Oh...I forgot, Lian'er is no longer there."
The Emperor of Heaven sat up, slowly stretched out his hand to push away the half-hanging cloud, Sun Shi hurriedly stepped forward to help. The Emperor looked at Ye Tianling in a plain white robe, with cool eyebrows, and for a long while, and slowly said: "Ling'er, you are like your mother and concubine. You are born with a cold temperament, so stubborn, you should change it. Now." He stood up, waved away Sun Shi, and stepped down to the dragon bed.
Ye Tianling said quietly: "My son will follow the instructions of his father."
The Emperor of Heaven walked in front of him, his gaze fell on his emotionless face: "You are like me too." He raised his hand to support Ye Tianling's shoulder, and said with emotion.
Ye Tianling felt a little surprised, and raised his eyes subconsciously, his heart trembling uncontrollably. He never thought that Emperor Father was so old, and he was so different from him more than half a year ago. The eyes that had always been majestic and enlightened at this time seemed to be blocked by an inexplicable void. The mark deeply reveals the traces of time, and the hand supporting his shoulder is weak, almost relying on his strength to support it.
Originally, even if you were a prince, you could not stand side by side with the emperor like this, but Ye Tianling felt that as long as he lost this support, the emperor might fall at any time, so he just lowered his eyes slightly: "Father."
The emperor seemed to be examining him and continued: "Lian'er would not forgive me after all, but she left you to me, which is fine."
The corners of Ye Tianling's lips are holding an invisible sharp, like a thin ice on the lake in early winter, slightly cold. However, his voice was still calm: "The son of the minister disappointed his father this time."
The emperor assisted Sun Shi’s whereabouts: "An Lan in the middle of Shu, the four feudal vassals are settled, and Mobei expands its territory by three thousand miles, you are doing well.
Ye Tianling was silent for a moment: "I am ashamed of my sons and ministers who have not been able to achieve success so far."
The emperor only waved his hand to stop his other self-blame that he had not yet expressed, but asked, "Have you been to Riguo City?"
Ye Tianling said: "My son has been there."
"Yeah." Tiandi lightly closed his eyes and said slowly, "I remember, Riguo City is a beautiful place."
Ye Tianling said: "Yes."
The emperor stopped speaking, and seemed to be caught in a very distant memory.
The light gauze flying to the sky is a cloud of smoke marks in the green shadow of the jungle, singing like a spring, silver bells ding dong.
The ancient city was sunset, the corners rang loudly, and the battle flag was fluttering, and I saw the look back in the wind, the snow-clothed plain face, misty in the sky full of yellow sand.
On the long case, a stack of unread chapters was quietly Chen Chen, and the top one was the memorial presented by the Ministry of Rites not long ago. Through the long carved windows, the shadow of the setting sun is reflected on the ground little by little, the dust and the shadow float, and the time goes back and forth in the silent years.
"Your Majesty." I don't know how long it has passed, Sun Shi asked cautiously, "Feng Xiang and Wei Xiang have already come, can you see you today?"
The Emperor opened his eyes, and Sun Shi said again: "It is said that there is a military report."
"Let them in."
Feng Yan and Wei Zongping were somewhat surprised to see King Ling also at this time, and Yin Jianzheng was naturally even more considerate. Sun Shi took the battle report submitted by the Ministry of War, and the Emperor stopped his gaze on it, "Ling'er."
Sun Shi had waited on the Emperor for decades, heard and knew what he had heard, and turned around to deliver the battle report to King Ling. Yin Jian raised his eyebrows.
Ye Tianling turned a blind eye to everyone's expressions. After reading the battle report, he simply said: "Father, the Western Turks are dead."
It was a victory. King Cham's army succeeded in successive battles, breaking the Western Turkic capital. The Turkic tribe has been in the north of Mobei for decades. There have been thousands of deaths and injuries since then, and almost all of them have been damaged. The few surviving people have gone to the depths of the desert and exiled for thousands of miles, and have never recovered. The heavenly dynasty rides and drinks the horse Hanhai, galloping in Mobei, and there is no rival in sight.
There was not the slightest fluctuation in Ye Tianling's voice. He seemed to have known the result earlier, and the Emperor of Heaven did the same. It was just that the few ministers present followed the words of praise.
"Well," the emperor nodded in thought for a moment, "war has been going on for a long time, it's time to withdraw."
The short number of people has different guesses for people with different minds. The movement of the army is related to the staying of the military power. Wei Zongping and Yin Jianzheng secretly exchanged glances. Feng Yan sneered slightly on the lips and said, "The grain and grass consumed by the army every month has made the national treasury tight. Your Majesty is kind and calm. Fighting is really a holy move."
Yin Jianzheng continued: "Your Majesty, there is not enough food, grass, and military needs to worry about, and the state needs it. How dare the ministers not do their best to share their worries for the emperor!"
Wei Zongping also respectfully said: "Northern Xinjiang is initially set, and the hearts of the people are floating. Your Majesty, is it too early to withdraw at this time?"
The emperor closed his eyes and did not look at them, just listening to these words, as if waiting for something else. Everyone's voice fell, Ye Tianling returned the report to Sun Shi, and Fang said slowly: "Father, the Northern Frontier must take this opportunity to rectify the Western Regions, otherwise it will give the Tubo a chance to take a seat. That Chilang Lunzan is not a pond. The thing in China will not be willing to stay under the people for a long time. If he is allowed to unite with the countries of the Western Regions, it is difficult to guarantee that it is not a second Turk.
As soon as this remark came out, even Feng Yan couldn't help but look at him, and Wei Zongping was even more surprised. Ye Tianling raised his hand to let go of such a good opportunity to regain military power, and the big wording they had already thought of was lost here.
The sword was unsheathed and he suddenly lost his opponent. After a while of relaxation, Yin Jianzheng was not happy and worrisome. Isn't it the most terrifying opponent that he can't see through?
But in any case, if you can firmly hold the military power in your hands, the king of Cham's civil and martial arts will be fully displayed in the world, and it will be the hope of everyone.
At this time, the emperor's gaze fell on Ye Tianling's quiet expression, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the wrinkles on the corners of his lips became deeper: "You mean the soldiers frighten the Western Regions?"
"Yes, military deterrence. Taking advantage of this victory, the troops will pass through the border, and they will warn the countries of the Western Regions not to act arbitrarily, otherwise the Turks will be a precedent."
"The soldiers are deterrent, a little tougher, garrison Ganzhou, let King Zhan go as an envoy." The Emperor closed his eyes again, "Do you have any objections?"
"The minister agrees!"
"The minister seconded."
"Chen, second."
After a moment of silence in the hall, the emperor raised his hand, Sun Shi gently bowed, everyone knelt and left the propaganda room in turn.
Standing on the steps of Zhiyuan Hall, Feng Yan watched Ling Wang Xiuting's back go away calmly in the golden light of the setting sun, and a little deep thought appeared in his always pampered eyes. After decades of ups and downs, he knows the Emperor too much, but after that, can he grasp Ling Wang's mind like he knows the Emperor?
"Let King Zhan continue to command the military power and frighten the Western Regions?" The simple and soft voice echoed slightly in the quiet room of the Xiwang Mansion. It didn't seem to be exerting much force, but it made people feel like they were stuffed into a handful of ice and snow. After a long time, there is still a trace of coolness, and the cohesion is not scattered.
Hu Sanniang suddenly leaned aside, Hong Luo wrapped around her waist, and her long silky silk figured out a graceful figure, her deep beautiful eyes were as charming as silk, and she quietly looked up. The speaker was sitting across from King Xi, dressed in a clean gray suit, thin and thin. There was no emotional influence between words and deeds. It seemed that no matter what he talked about, he had a calm expression. Compared with this, The hand holding on to the case can better express the true thoughts in the owner's heart.
The white and moist hands are well maintained. At this time, the slender is slowly tapping on the table, but the index finger is slightly bent against the thumb, and the soft joints slightly protrude due to the force, which means that the owner of the hand is Consider a difficult problem.
After a while, the gray-clothed man raised his eyes slightly, and a pair of narrow and seductive eyes flashed, and the surging bright light was almost dazzling. Although it was fleeting, it made the original plain face momentarily. The look and posture are very different, giving birth to seductive bewitching. Hu Sanniang stayed for a while, and the hand that had been rubbing his shoulders for King Xi involuntarily stopped, a chill in his heart. If these eyes were born on a woman, I don’t know how many men can be turned upside down and how many souls can be captured. But being born on such a man always makes people feel uneasy. It’s too strange, even she is a bit accustomed to seeing Fengyue. Can't stand it!
"His Royal Highness," the man spoke again, clearly the identity of a counselor, with no respect for the Lord in his tone, "Could it be that you want to fight King Ling for this share of war power?"
Ye Tianxi is seemingly carelessly handling a squirrel dagger: "What is the weight of military power, doesn't Mr. Zhuang know?"
Zhuang Sanliu seemed to sneer, smiling nonchalantly, even the slightly ridiculous cold voice was hard to understand: "I have reminded Your Highness not to use the idea of ​​fighting power from King Ling, not to mention it. You alone, even if everyone is added together, it won't be worth a Ling Wang."
"Oh?" Ye Tianxi seemed to be quite familiar with Zhuang Sanliu's attitude, but didn't care very much. "This is an exaggeration, right?"
Zhuang Sanliu's eyes drooped slightly, and a blade of enchanting edge faded in an instant: "The three words Ye Tianling, in the eyes of the heavenly soldiers, are the invincible gods and the souls of the army they worship and follow. What sacred tiger talisman, in the king of Ling In front of me is nothing more than a piece of gold-inlaid empty paper and a beautifully carved stone. Knowing yourself and the enemy can win all battles. Isn't your Royal Highness still so ignorant of his opponent?"
Ye Tianxi frowned, "Could it be that you just watched the military power fall and stayed indifferent?"
Zhuang Sanliu's face was expressionless, and his face was as static as stagnant water. What could not be suppressed was a bit of mockery in his eyes: "How does your Highness want to move? In terms of military merit, you are not as good as Ling Wang. Only Gyeonggi Guardian can still use it. Prestige, you are not as good as King Zhan, and have no influence on the clans and clans; that is, on the basis of birth alone, you are not as good as King Ji, and you have been in the palace for thirty years. If it hadn’t been conferred on the Queen Yin’s harem last year, Now he is just a talented person. This military power is going to be seized, and it is not his Royal Highness's turn. Unless King Ling and King Zhan are both defeated, your Royal Highness will not have any chance to be the superior."
Ye Tianxi suddenly raised his eyes as he pierced his eyes like a sword. Zhuang Sanliu still didn't change his face, but the strangeness in his eyes grew deeper and more gloomy.
Ye Tianxi's hand holding the dagger gradually tightened, and a blue vein on the front of his forehead slightly jumped, but in a short moment, his complexion recovered, "In this case, didn't you find the wrong person?"
Zhuang Sanliu coldly watched Ye Tianxi restrain his anger, and said indifferently, "Since I have found your Highness, you have my reasons. At least, Your Highness is smarter than King Ji, and more ruthless than King Zhan. You secretly draw Nagato. Gang and Bixuege, the Jianghu gang, borrowed the case of Tianwu Zuifang to impeach King Cham; incited Jinggi Guards and the Yulin Army to clashed and fell into trouble against the prince; colluded with the Turks and undermined the Ling King; this time leaked military information and even killed King Che. Without showing the mountains or dew, your Royal Highness has done these things seamlessly and brilliantly! But if you want to deal with King Ling, I have said long ago that no one can beat the sword in his hand when you go to war, and no one can even dismount and enter the court. He has a bit more advantage than him. Your Royal Highness may wish to write down my words. There is no other way to King Ling except to use extraordinary means."
Listening to Zhuang Sanliu telling a lot of old things, Ye Tianxi's pupils slowly tightened deep, and a murderous intent appeared in it.
It's just that the more anger he got, the more a smile appeared on his face: "Extraordinary means? For example, Concubine Lotus?"
"Lian Gui Concubine?" Zhuang Sanliu's gloomy words were chilling, "Lian Gui Concubine only stopped King Ling's footsteps for a moment at most. Whether he can provoke him to fight with King Zhan is still unknown. Don't blame me for not reminding your Highness, The imperial doctor kept Ye Changmeng, and with Ling Wang’s method, sooner or later he would notice the strangeness, and he would be better if he acted first!"
Even though Ye Tianxi hated Zhuang Sanliu's way of speaking, he still showed no trace of his gentle face. It’s good for this person to be arrogant and bullying, but what he said is the truth. The ugly and harsh truth is followed by insidious ideas. At least now, King Ling has broken one arm, plus the pain of losing his mother... To bring down such a powerful enemy is like clearing the way forward. This Zhuang Sanliu obviously hated King Ling, he was very worried and knew well. Not only King Ling, he knew every bit of the situation in the court, he knew everything about it, and he moved in response, with miraculous results. The dealer in Wuzhou, who has never heard of such a man, couldn't help but fall into Zhuang Sanliu's rigid and ruthless face with his thoughtful eyes. It is a delicate human skin mask, so vivid, it is almost unreal, although it is not invisible when you look closely, but the mask is just to tell you that I don’t want you to know who I am, so you don’t need to be here either. Zhang's face was bothering.
Zhuang Sanliu knew that Ye Tianxi was looking at him, but he seemed unafraid, so he didn't take it seriously. He glanced at Hu Sanniang and asked arrogantly: "Isn't the woman behind your Highness just pinching her shoulders and legs?"
Hu Sanniang touched his gaze, and only felt as if a cold hand was approaching, unspeakably weird, calmed down, the water snake twisted his waist, and moved closer to King Xi, said in a charming voice. : "Mr. Zhuang, if San Niang hadn't recognized that the dead girl under Nightmare was in the Lotus Pond Palace, how could you easily know the relationship between King Ling and her son?"
Zhuang Sanliu snorted coldly: "What I wanted to find out from the Lotus Pond Palace has fallen to the sea, but the noble concubine Lian is dead, and there is one living, so you can't do anything with her. Even a woman who has no resistance I can't deal with it. His Royal Highness got you out of the prison of Gyeonggi Division. Did you have such a little expectation?"
Hu Sanniang's beautiful eyes stared slightly, and when he was about to attack, Ye Tianxi glanced at him and held back again. Zhuang Sanliu looked in his eyes and turned a blind eye: "Although the Nagato Gang was ruined in the hands of King Zhan, the Bixue Pavilion is intact. The extraordinary methods I mentioned must have been clear to your Highness?"
Ye Tianxi's eyes suddenly appeared: "You mean..."
"The most relaxing opponent in this world is the dead." Zhuang Sanliu dropped these words and stood up and said, "Since your Royal Highness understands what I mean, Zhuang will wait and see. But your Highness, don't forget, no matter you In any way, don't touch the woman next to Ling Wang, she is mine."
Ye Tianxi watched Zhuang Sanliu walk away. After the arrogant figure disappeared completely, the fierce light in his eyes surged and he waved his hand suddenly. With a sharp scream, the dagger in his hand passed through the delicate flower window and hit the atrium directly, and entered without a handle on a thick-mouthed tree, shocked how many birds rose up in a hurry, chattering for a while.
Hu Sanniang was also taken aback, and returned to his senses and hurriedly said softly, "This Zhuang Sanliu doesn't know who it is, so I don't know the height of the sky, why should your Highness be angry with him?"
Ye Tianxi's face was gloomy, and he said cruelly: "No matter who he is, this king will one day let him die without a place to be buried!"
Hu Sanniang wrapped his boneless hands around his neck and exhaled like orchids: "Your Royal Highness calms down, until the day of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, who is not in the palm of His Highness's fingers? At that time, His Royal Highness will let him die. Yan Luo didn't dare to let him go to the fifth watch."
Ye Tianxi's anger was slightly calm, and she pinched her small chin with her backhand, Hu Sanniang closed her eyes and greeted her, and offered a fragrant kiss.
In the lingering spring, Ye Tianxi opened his eyes coldly, showing no signs of indulging in gentle confusion, his eyes gloomy, sober and terrifying.
Military power, how can he give up willingly! Even with extraordinary means to eradicate King Ling and usurp the throne, King Zhan, who is now holding a heavy hand, is always the most terrifying threat. Once he breaks through the cauldron, sinks the boat and pushes the capital into the sky, how can the noble clans sit back and watch? What kind of situation will it be like in the central chaos?
However, he never thought that this defiant Zhuang Sanliu would stir up this muddy water for what? Is it just for the woman next to Ling Wang?