Monarch of Evernight

With nobility and ministers on the other side of the palace, the servants' voices could not escape their ears any lower, but the emperor's great generosity would not shy away, and they would not deliberately listen to it in disgust.

Hao Dai was also proud of himself, as if he was listening to one of the most ordinary reports, the words of the inner servant were vague, he did not ask, as if everything had come to mind, only to ask, “Do those things share? What else did he say? ”

Instead, the waiter was frozen and did not expect the Ha 'aretz to react in half to the contents of the report. He didn't even go to Tianwang Palace to deliver the goods, so he came directly to report Lin Xitang's whereabouts. How can he say that?

Hao Di didn't wait for an answer, “Hmm."

Insider seemed a little embarrassed, bending down even lower, whispering: “Little never sent... wouldn't it be inappropriate to have papers and war papers inside? ”

Hao Dai faintly said: "Why is it inappropriate for my wife to read some papers and war papers? ”

The servant's forehead came out after a cold sweat. Hao's voice was still very light and his tone was as gentle as usual. But he clearly said too much slaughter to escape through the ears of who in this room?

The inmate couldn't figure out for a moment why the emperor was here to clarify things, but he felt that things were going badly, so he sweated more. He thought it was a biblical and earthly matter that the Cabinet's official duties could not be sent to the Emperor's Palace. How could he know that Hao Dai would ask such a harsh question?

In fact, when they waited there to call the Grandfather vaguely, they guessed that most of the fingers were Lin Xitang. When the emperor is at work, who else will he listen to?

It's just unpredictable. Yesterday, when people were appointed, a lot of people couldn't help but think about points.

The title of "Emperor” is a death free iron ticket, but at the same time, Lin Xitang's military power was unmarked and unleashed, taking over the commander of Lin Xitang and the man of the Zhao Valve in the western war zone.

Back then, the Western rebels flourished. Once they joined forces with the Dark Race to attack Zhao, it was then that Lin Xitang extended the battlefield. And because of the tranquillity of the other war zones under his name, it was five or six years in a town in the western continent. There has always been friction between the military war zone and the territorial owner. Lin Xitang and Zhao Valve have bad relations. That is almost normal.

The emperor returned the Western seal to Zhao Valve, an arrangement that was enough for someone with a heart to think over and over again.

The owners and ministers are people with deep city capitals. When Hao Dai asks about that sentence, he can still do his part, chatting, writing, as if he didn't hear anything.

Immediately afterwards, however, Hao said the second sentence in a trivial manner, “I don't think there is anything in this Apocalypse City that Lin Tai can't kill. The Folding Gui Palace is too worrying. ”

Speaking of which, the crow was silent at the Palace Neston. Hao's voice is still slightly faint, but if he doesn't hear it again, he can't even pretend.

The inner servant squeaked on his knees, his face was white and his lips trembled. From the beginning, Hao's divine colour remained unchanged, a gentle and humble colour. The side door was pushed silently, and someone quickly dragged the inner waiter out. General Manager Lan came in and took his place at Hao's side.

Hao's whisper did not fluctuate slightly, "Go tell the queen it's time to take care of business, don't put anyone in front of you. If they can't even remember the words" the rear palace can't govern ", just copy them 180 times. ”

The chief executive stepped out, and Hauthi leaned against the table and started turning over the book again.

There are two civil administrators living on their hands who immediately bury their books, striving for better handwriting and more gorgeous and accurate vocabulary.

The honors were quite embarrassed, and the chat just now could not go on anyway. The Emperor ordered two queens in a row, the Queen and Princess Zhao of the "Fong Gui Palace”, in the presence of both Tang Li and Yan Yun Zhao.

Wang Haihou Li Tian was better. The words after Hao Dai hit Li were not too heavy. The meaning was not very clear. He could count his hard scalp as just being affected. Besides, compared to the owners who were all fifty years old and upward, Li Tian was young, received the eyes of other owners, and there was no shame in accompanying a self-derisive smile.

The Duke of Yan was made quite indestructible on his face. Zhao Weihuang sat in the western mainland of the town, the Lord of the Phantom participated in the battle on the surface. Emperor Tianwang died on this side, and Zhao Gongsheng took over the position of commander. He was the only one who could do all the outstanding things.

However, the Yan Yun Zhao family is now handsome, and hidden can drive alongside the Qingyang Zhang family. It's easy to say, it's not that good.

Lord Yan came down one day yesterday and already felt more tired than fighting all day long. Where did you expect this kind of thing to happen at a small conference on the theme of civil affairs?

And this time the reputation is really too bad, the rear palace administration will not say anything, insert people next to the emperor, and no one in this room should laugh at anyone.

But what's the matter with Lin Xitang? The technique was also so ugly that an internal servant came to hint at which royal palace Lin Xitang had gone in the presence of the Honorable Minister Manju.

Which house?

The question has taken a turn among all the noble minds. Since Zhao Fei told the story, it was definitely not the ordinary royal palace, at least Hao Dai would probably not like to hear it. However, the inner waiter never dared to ”neglect" to reveal the wind of exit, and Hao Dai inadvertently avoided it, which is interesting.

Yan Yun Zhao, are you interested in the queen again? Or is it interesting for the storage space?

With the rich eyes of the owners, Yan Guo really wants to smash up some old guy's house on the mainland! When Zhao Valve was dissatisfied and sent indiscriminately an ethnic woman into the palace, there is now an increasing tendency to lift stones and smash her feet.

The Zhao woman is the daughter of a small branch of the Ghost Nation. With only one noble name, she can't really handle many well-tuned noble women in the rear palace. If she likes to listen to the old people again, it's not the first time she's been in trouble with Lin Xitang.

In the past, Lin Xitang alone took the power of Wenwu and loved to promote the Cold Gate Sergeant. All the valves were uncomfortable. And now even Yan Guo wants to point to the old men and ask, who is this messing with Zhao family?!

Besides, how can His Majesty make all people see each other today? In the past, the emperor did not compare to the rear palace plan, but now there is no need to tolerate anyone. Whether or not Lin Xitang takes power, the word "Emperor” alone can tell, the emperor is happy to hold him.

Lord Yan now deeply regrets the fact that there was no unified ghost duke tough to the end, leaving the elderly in the tribe to hold the backyard. If you don't want to give it away, don't give it away. It's not a tree. It's a pit!

Zhao Valley's millennial brilliant people, the family name is promoted by the bravery and sacrifice of the disciples. The so-called descendants are nothing but flowers, they are never the home of the upright clan!

The Grand Duke of Yan laid his hands on his knees flat, sitting straight and loose, his breath held in his chest, nowhere to throw up.

Suddenly Zhang Boqian, who had always turned his back on the others, slowly said: “I object to the proposal of the Gaoling Song family not to surrender from generation to generation. The inheritance of the title has always been conditional, and there is no shortage of individual combat power, individual combat merit and family combat merit, not to mention the hereditary duke of the imperial pillar stone. A king's wife and family, a county master's husband's family, Ho De, how dare you break this example? If you want to give young people a chance to preserve their family names, you can rebuild them on military merit after the raid. ”

After dropping such a heavy force shell, Zhang Baoqian only greeted Hao Di slightly. He walked out of the hall door and left.

This is the last proposal that has just been debated and has not been put forward. The contradiction between the two valves of Zhang Song has a long history, and the owners are not surprised, except that they thought there was still a possibility of passing.

At present, the Song Valve, apart from its core territory, has been divided by the facts. The Ruiwang who came out as a guarantor has always been good. The so-called Lord of Attack did not surrender, but passed on only one generation. The owners of the family enjoyed giving him a face. Seeing a valve plummet with one's own eyes, there is a somewhat kinship between any family.

Who knew that after Zhang Boqian had been silent for a long time, at this delicate moment, he threw away a great deal of words and left himself.

None of the owners had insight into the old fox, and now someone turned to see the Lord Yan. In this way, Ruiwang's mother family is the Yan Yun Zhao family, and there have been several Zhao valves in the Song Valve for the past two years that are quite powerful.

King Qingyang, is this just a downhole stone? Or is Zhang and Zhao finally fighting first?

The Emperor behind the bead curtain suddenly raised his head, “Now that King Zhang has spoken, let the Chiefs vote! After all, this is the first priority of the family. It has not happened in many years, and the imperial chamber is not very decisive. ”

The owners suddenly became stiff, and no matter what their plans were, they had to show some color on their faces. They may never have been as enthusiastic as this. I hope that His Majesty Qin's dictatorship will be arbitrary.

Zhang Baoqian didn't care what the situation was in Xiaoran Palace. A few minutes later, he had arrived at the main entrance of Qingyang Wangfu. After entering the door, however, his footsteps slowed down and he finally stopped in the small square in front of the second palace and stood there for a long time.

The daylight projection deviated from a noticeable angle long enough for the butler's figure to rush past the front corridor and the time to start asking for Zhang Luo's dinner.

Zhang Baoqian seemed to have just gone back and called the housekeeper. The butler saw him hurriedly saluting, "The Lord Zhen came this afternoon and has been resting in the small study in the back palace. ”

Uncle Zhang nodded and walked away.

The housekeeper asked, "My lord, are you and Lord Zhenguo having dinner in the temple? ”

Zhang Bo humbled himself, "No, Zhen Guo has something else to do at night.” Once said, one step out, the figure disappears into the heavy building.

Zhang Boqian pushed open the pristine gate of the small study and saw no one in the large room.

There's no smell of him here. In fact, when he stepped in, he couldn't find the aura of the man. Even if the powerful consciousness of the Heavenly King can find a neighborhood, an entire city, or even a farther wilderness, what good is it?

A long roll was laid on the desk, the used pen was not washed, and it was freely mounted on the pillow. The west window was halfway open, and the overgrown red cotton stretched out half a bright red branch into it.

Zhang Boqian walked to the table and a familiar font jumped into view.

“Without this moment, the banquet is over, and the tongue is silent. ”

On the right side of the long roll is pressed one flat long jade block, the jade is old-fashioned, the jade is light, and the blue and white are yellow. Reaching for it, you can feel that the jade is not united up and down, it is a jade box that can be opened from the middle, but it is also a “sign of the feathers of chips".

Zhang Baoqian asked for one from Lin Xitang, but when he got it, he both destroyed it and left Lin Xitang another one for him.

Picking up the jade box, Zhang Baoqian's divine color was very calm. He played with it in his palm for a moment, and suddenly he laughed, “Is it your destiny or mine that you left me? ”