Chapter 78
Su Changhe is still introducing this palace:
"We originally bought it cheaply. There are few people at the helm, and most of the palaces are sealed. Who would have thought that a real prince would live in today."

"I'm not the prince."

"It's about what is rare for the prince."

"Pack up first, and send all the files I need to my study."

"Yes."

Xiao Luo thought for a while, and then said: "Commander Su, let Li Fan live next door to me, and reserve the rooms for my master, dumb uncle, and Li Hanyi."

"The next officer obeys the order."

There are two main halls, one is located in the third entrance and the other is located in the fourth entrance.

Next to the main hall are the bedroom and the study.

Xiao Luo walked into the third main hall, and he saw a tall throne, and behind the throne was a flying dragon screen sprinkled with gold.

In the hall, there are mahogany tables and chairs, an arhat bed covered with tiger skin, incense burners, copper lamps, candlesticks, vases... everything is available.

There are newly opened green chrysanthemums in the vase, and the fragrance is diffuse.

There are several calligraphy and paintings of the former masters hanging on the wall, and the two vigorous characters of "Ruihui" are hung on the plaque.

"Replace the plaque and use Zhenwu Division, as well as at the gate. Starting today, Beili Town Wusi is officially established."

"Yes!"

"My bedroom was renamed Yongle."

Emperor Yongle and Emperor Zuwen of Ming Dynasty recreated the universe and created it together.

Yongle sounds like the name of a harem, but Su Changhe didn't ask further: "What else does Your Highness need, I will send someone to buy it immediately."

"No need, eat with a sack, drink with a scoop, stay in the back alley, never change the fun."

"The minister knows."

"Also, who has the best handwriting in Tianzi now?"

"Ge Lao Yang Qi."

"Then go ask him for words, and inscribe Zhenwusi and Yongle Palace."

Su Changhe was stunned, the courage of his own master was unimaginable.

The so-called Zhenwusi is just that a few of them know in their hearts that once it is made public, it will be an accomplice to treason and lose their heads.

"If I dare to ask, it depends on whether he dares to write. Go."

Su Changhe pondered: "Your Highness, are you throwing stones to ask for directions?"

"After seeing Mr. Yang Ge, come and tell me about the generals. The Jingwu Army can't be left in Qingcheng Mountain for a long time."

"Yes."

Su Changhe took the order and left.

Night falls, and the lights are on.

Su Changhe came to Ge Lao Mansion and handed over the greeting card.

"The head of the original blood list, the current commander of the Zhenwu Division, Su Changhe?"

Yang Qi took the greeting card and looked at it for a long time.

Although the blood list is a shameless existence in the world, Yang Qi knows the details of the blood list and is an important force under Shadow Sect.

But what kind of organization is the Zhenwu Division?When was it founded?How could it pass him?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Yang Qi frowned and ordered his servants: "Please come in."

Soon, Su Changhe stood in front of Yang Qi and performed the salute of dismissal.

The two of them sat down as the guest of honor.

Yang Qi asked: "Martial arts affairs are under the control of the Dudu's Mansion. I wonder if Su Zhuangshi has any important matters to ask the old man?"

He did not recognize Su Chang and the self-proclaimed commander.

Su Chang and Gong Jin replied: "Su took the liberty of interrupting, he is asking the old man for my Highness's words."

"Which Highness is it?"

"Eighth Prince Xiao Luo."

"what!"

Yang Qi almost fell off the chair, even though he had been proud of the officialdom for 50 years, he couldn't control his surprise.

Su Changhe continued, with a calm and unchanged tone: "Su, on behalf of the eighth prince Xiao Luo, asked the old man for two inscriptions, one for Zhenwusi and one for Yongle Palace, both of which are palace plaques."

Yang Qi settled down: "The old man has never heard of the Eighth Prince, let alone Zhenwusi and Yongle Palace."

"Please elder brother complete."

"It's a big matter, and the old man can't follow his orders. Please come back, Mr. Su Zhuang."

Yang Qi issued an order to evict the guest, so Su Changhe could only resign.

Walking out of Gelaofu, Su Changhe sneered: "Yang Qi was in high school at the age of 15, and entered the officialdom at the age of 16. Since then, he has been in the cabinet at the age of 63. Among the civil servants, he is second only to the titular Tutor. But now, your luck has come to an end." gone."

The highest official positions in the Northern Li Dynasty were the three masters, the grand master of civil servants, the grand master of military officials, and the national master of Qin Tianjian.

The three masters are all nominal positions, and no real power is granted.

The real real power is the old man who is the civil servant and the chief governor who is the military officer.

Ge Lao is in charge of the six ministries of the three provinces and acts as the prime minister.

The Metropolitan Superintendent controls the imperial army, government army and frontier army, and acts as a marshal.

Since the death of King Langya, Beili has not appointed a new governor, and Lanyuehou, another younger brother of Emperor Ming, is in charge of military affairs.

Su Changhe quickly returned to Zhenwu Division and reported the attitude of Elder Yang Ge.

"Old man, it's nothing more than excuses, but he actually said that he didn't know His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

Xiao Luo smiled lightly: "The world seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, let alone such a treacherous and cunning person like Yang Qi."

"What about the plaque?"

"When my master comes to write, who else in the world can write better than him."

Su Changhe slowly exhaled the anger in his chest: "He is not worthy to carry shoes for Confucian Sword Immortal."

"Ignore Yang Qi for now, let the wind in Tianzi City blow again. Have you found the right general for me?"

Su Changhe took out a portrait.

The person in the painting is about [-] years old, with a very tall figure, a face with Chinese characters, a full sky, and an imposing manner.

"Your Highness, this man's name is Guo Pengju. He is in the free state. He uses soldiers like a god. He once defeated Nanzhao's [-] light cavalry with three hundred mourners."

"Three hundred breaks fifty thousand?"

This is absolutely a miracle in military history.

"It's absolutely true. Although he was only a centurion during the battle against Nanzhao, he won ten battles ten times. After this battle, he was named General Zhonglang, and everyone in the army called him Guo Zhonglang."

Xiao Luo was very interested: "What happened next?"

"Later, there was friction with Ye Suying over the massacre of prisoners, which eventually caused his subordinates to mutiny."

Everyone knows that Ye Suying slaughtered the prisoners, and once condoned his subordinates to kill 20 soldiers from Nanzhao.

But in the military, mutiny is a felony.

"Guo Pengju was convicted because of this, and was taken back to Tianzi for trial, and was finally sentenced for treason. But just before he was executed, King Langya conspired against him, and Ye Xiaoying was implicated, so he escaped and was exiled in northern Xinjiang for 15 years."

"Where is he now?"

Su Changhe said with a smile: "He finished his sentence last month and just returned to Tianzi."

"I want to see him, immediately!"

Su Changhe didn't dare to be negligent, and invited Guo Pengju back to Zhenwusi overnight.

The person who appeared in front of Xiao Luo was quite different from the portrait. His originally tall body was slightly hunched, his limbs were emaciated, his hair was dirty and messy, and there was a deep scar on his cheek from left to right.

Ten years of exile had made him much older.

"You are Guo Zhonglang?"

Guo Pengju's originally wary eyes were taken aback by the inappropriate address: "Who are you?"

Although it was said to be an invitation, it was actually coerced. Guo Pengju, who was in a comfortable situation, did not go through three tricks under Su Changhe's men.

He looked at everything around him, as well as the boy in front of him.

"I am Xiao Luo, the Eighth Prince of the Northern Li Dynasty. Now I am looking for a peerless general. Are you the one I am looking for?"

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