Chapter 92
Before Ah Nian passed away, he took precautions and took one step at a time, paving the way for His Majesty long ago.But even so, it is also a thorny road.The power of the court is treacherous and ever-changing. It is destined to be bloody and rainy, paving the way with dry bones.

Those who can sit firmly on the top of power are both benevolent and ruthless.

"If the Dongwu people really dare to take the opportunity to come to Fan, His Majesty may take this opportunity to cultivate loyal ministers, with military power in hand, to consolidate the imperial power."

A gust of cool wind blew in, and the octagonal lantern swayed slightly. The coldness brought Xiao Yunzhe back from memory to reality.

Today, Dongwu came to report from the border gate, and Dongwu invaded the border city again, killing, wounding and looting, with cruel and inhumane methods.

Although he sent someone to secretly protect him, his uncle was poisoned.According to Su Sheng, the person who poisoned him started planning a year ago, and his methods were secretive and hard to guard against.

Looking at the border of Dongwu on the map, Xiao Yunzhe drew a pen to circle the nine cities on the border of Dongwu.

Brilliant Pavilion.

The light of the morning, passing through the gaps between the branches and vines, mottled the shadows of the trees on the window.The breeze rustled, and three or two magpies "twittered" on the branches, jumping happily.

Su Wunian was wearing the light apricot embroidered acacia brocade brocade skirt newly made for her by candle scissors, plus a layer of silver silk embroidered stars dotted gauze as thin as cicada's wings, giving her a fairy air.The pink peach flower hairpin decorates the Lingyun bun, and the candle scissors deliberately added two peach pink dandelion velvet flowers in order to reduce the aloofness of the eldest lady and increase the girlishness, which is precarious and extremely fluffy.

Another year older, her body became taller and slenderer, shed a bit of delicacy, and became a bit more deserted and elegant, only the pair of bright eyes, which are full of galaxies, still have an aura that is compelling.

But at this moment, her eyes were covered by black cloth strips.

The well-maintained hands caress the black bow, pick up the arrow feathers, and seem to be pulling the string lightly, but the strength of the arms and fingertips cannot be underestimated.As the breeze blows, the blue hair on her cheeks flutters, her ears move slightly, and the yellow hornbeam next to the arrow target is just about to pull out its yellow buds, and the peeling pink leaves are like petals.Let go, and the arrow feather flew out with a "swish", followed by a "boom", accompanied by the lingering sound of the arrow tail shaking.

"Miss, you got hit in the heart again." Candle scissors approached with a smile on her face, her single eyelid stared at the arrow in the center of the target, and there were a few pink leaves that had just fallen on the arrow, "one, two."

"Leaves hit six!"

"Miss, you are amazing, can you also teach slaves?" Zhu Jian looked adoring.

"You can't bring weapons into the palace." Su Wunian reached out and took off the black cloth that covered her eyes, and looked at her black bow with downcast eyes reluctantly.

I will enter the palace in seven days, and I don't know what year and month it will be when I touch it again?

Shen Shengge's body, under Su Wunian's training, can already easily draw a bow and shoot arrows, and fly over walls, but it is still far from being able to get out of the palace without being noticed.

The environment in the palace is naturally more complicated and dangerous than that of the Shen family.

Wall Ying brought a bowl of health-preserving soup, "The Dongwu tribe is here to invade, and the Holy Majesty set up a ring in the Star Picking Tower to choose the leading generals. The competition will start soon, do you want to join in the fun?"

"Naturally." Zhe'er wisely divided the regent's military power into three to reduce the threat.

The purpose of this selection of generals in the arena is to let the people behind who covet the regent's military power jump out.She would like to see if Zhou Houfu will let go of this good opportunity to gain military power in a legitimate way?
Because of the last assassination and fire incident in the Star Picking Tower, this time a high viewing platform was specially built for the Holy One, and the surrounding area was tightly fortified.

Wearing a red flying fish suit, Yuwenhuang is charming and feminine, and her amber eyes seem to be able to see everything.A scimitar across the waist is enough to deter unruly people.

Su Wunian and Wang Miaoyan made an appointment to join in the fun today, but most of the people present were men or married women, and there were very few unmarried women who came.

Wang Miaoyan looked around, "I'm going to enter the palace in a few days, so you're not in a hurry? Look around, those ladies in the boudoir are busy learning the palace rules, so they don't come to join in the fun."

"It's as if you don't need to enter the palace for a few days." Su Wunian smiled faintly.

"Of course I want to enter the palace." Wang Miaoyan's round jewel-like eyeballs rolled slightly, "But I will definitely not be selected."

"So sure?" Su Wunian thought to herself, with Zhe'er's reserved and steady temperament, maybe she likes Wang Miaoyan, who is eccentric and out of the ordinary.

"I heard Mrs. Jiang mentioned it cryptically." Wang Miaoyan leaned close to Su Wunian's ear and whispered, "Although our Majesty is only 11 years old, he has a calm and sophisticated personality."

"My brother and I have studied a lot of story books. Men with this personality generally like gentle and submissive women. He will definitely look down on someone like me." Wang Miaoyan is full of confidence, but Mrs. Jiang has watched His Majesty grow up from a young age. Da, naturally understands absolutely true.

"After I lose the election, I plan to take my ancient books and travel around." It is best to go to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and a relatively barren place, so that the poor people can live well.

She smiled like a flower, looking yearning.

"I hope you can lose the election." It would be a waste of money to confine a woman like Wang Miaoyan who has a free and easy personality to the harem.

Recalling that when she was young in her previous life, she never thought that one day she would enter the palace as a queen. She only wanted to kill the enemy on the battlefield and protect the people of the world.

In the end, she protected the people of the world, but was trapped in the palace forever, wearing the shackles of imperial power for ten years.

In this life, she thought she could get rid of this layer of shackles, go around and go back to the harem.Regardless of rebirth or not, the gear of fate eventually rolls to its set place, and never stays for anyone.

Wang Miaoyan suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance, "Hey? Isn't that your second sister who is still ill?"

"It's rare to see her go out to join in the fun on weekdays, why is she sick today?"

Su Wunian followed Wang Miaoyan's gaze. It was Shen Mengli, who was wearing an emerald green skirt, looking fresh and elegant, with a pair of fox eyes that were sly and bright. He was concentrating on the direction of the ring, and did not notice Su Wunian and the two of them.

But at this moment, there was a lot of restlessness, because a handsome young man in a light gray silver silk embroidered dandelion brocade stepped onto the ring, and the bright sun shone on his fair face, making his skin shiny and radiant.

Standing opposite him was the Second Young Master of the Xie family who had won the last round.

Looking at the high platform, Xiao Yunzhe looked at Chu Muchen and the second son of the Xie family who were on the ring, and slowly asked, "The second son of the Xie family fought ten against one just now, with extraordinary martial arts skills, and won the championship on the wooden tower." Blue silk."

"Chu Muchen is very good at lightness. He jumped and flew straight to remove the red silk from the top of the wooden pagoda. I haven't seen him wrestling with anyone. I don't know how good his fists are?"

Yuwenhuang raised her thin lips slightly, "To be able to fly up to the height of a ten-storey wooden tower in one leap, and to grab the red silk, must have extraordinary internal strength. Chu Muchen's martial arts are far superior to that of Second Young Master Xie."

"Gu has some expectations for him."

 Make the list, make the list~
  Kneeling for tickets~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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