After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Uncle Zhong was not awakened by the fireworks and the noise in the city.

He really fell into a deep sleep after looking at the fireworks on the other side of the Yinma River and thinking things through.

It was even the most peaceful and sweet sleep he had ever had in his life.

This is complete letting go.

He has clearly understood that the structure of this world has undergone tremendous changes, and it is no longer something that a Machiavellian like him can control and dominate.

He is old.

And the world is still young.

In the final analysis, this world belongs to those young people.

More importantly, this world will definitely belong to Li Chenan in the future!
He was very pleased and extremely proud of this.

He has never met Li Chenan...but he is proud of Li Chenan!
He was awakened from his dream by the manager Yan of Yuelai Inn who came in a hurry!

This is only one case!
That means something huge has happened!

Yuelai Inn is affiliated with Guiyuan, and of course, the people in Yuelai Inn are also members of the Dark Night Guard.

Uncle Zhong did not interfere with the affairs of the Dark Night Guard, so he and Qiao Zitong had already agreed that unless it was a big deal, there was no need to contact each other.

But shopkeeper Yan came,
What was brought to him was really two huge pieces of news!

These two pieces of news have nothing to do with what happened in Dahuang City tonight.

One thing is that the Dark Night Guard's spies found out that the businessman surnamed Lou who came to the deserted city six months ago and opened a silver building was not from the Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains!

Tonight, Boss Lou left his Yongsheng Silver Building.

The spies of the Night Guard broke in through the window, and in his room, on that desk, they saw a letter!

A letter to Uncle Zhong!
The second thing was a message sent by the Dark Night Guard Fei Ge about the war at Dry Stone Castle.

That letter made Zhong Bo feel a huge crisis!
But the battle of Dry Stone Castle gave him hope again.

He couldn't sleep anymore.

After thinking for a moment, he arrived at the palace in a carriage.

Without going to the Criminal Department to take a look, he went straight to the Imperial Study Room.

I happened to hear this conversation between Prince Rui Yuwenji and Emperor Yuwenfeng.

In the sight of the two of them, Zhong Bo walked into the imperial study and sat next to Yu Wenji.

He reached out, took the teapot from the stove and poured himself a cup of tea. Then he smiled slightly and said:

"They say you couldn't wake up from sleep thirty years ago, and you won't be able to sleep after thirty years. Look, I am a dying man, but I sleep deeply tonight."

"The City Defense Department arrested Ning Ren in Dahuang City... I think the emperor wants to interrogate him, so he will do so. There is no need to care about what I think."

"Because the old minister is too lazy to pay attention to these bullshit."

"I am not here to intercede with those Ning people, and of course I am not here to comfort the emperor!"

After a pause, he picked up the teacup, blew on it, and took a sip.

If the tea is very strong, it will be bitter.

Others wouldn't be able to drink it at all, but Uncle Zhong thought it tasted very good.

On the side, Prince Rui Yuwen frowned slightly.

Yuwenji used to respect this old man very much.

After all, they had known each other since they were in the Xiushan tribe. After all, the emperor was able to be where he is today thanks to the help of this old man.

It was just that after the founding of the Huangguo, the emperor worshiped him as his prime minister, and he was regarded as a very human minister.

A minister who is extremely human is still a minister!

I must abide by my rules!
There were rumors in the court that he seemed to be arrogant and arrogant, and seemed to be relying on his old age to show off his old age... Yu Wenji once ignored those rumors, but now it seems that they are not rumors.

But that’s really what he is!

He accepted the emperor calling him "Zhongfu" with peace of mind.

It seems that he really thinks of himself as the supreme emperor of this deserted country! Originally, he wanted to send someone to ask him to appease the emperor, but now seeing Uncle Zhong's indifferent expression, he felt a little unhappy.

He looked at Uncle Zhong and asked coldly:
"Then Prime Minister Zhong is here now...does he come to see the excitement?"

Uncle Zhong put down the tea cup and looked at Yu Wenji, the smile on his old face gradually faded away.

"Does King Rui think that this is the only place where the excitement is?"

When Yuwenji heard this, he didn't know what it meant.

Yu Wenfeng's heart suddenly shook. He had already thought about it, but he still asked: "Father Zhong, is there a more lively place than here?"

Uncle Zhong looked at Yuwenfeng and pondered for three breaths:
"Your Majesty, I'm here to rub salt into your wounds!"

Yu Wenfeng: "..."

"After much thought, I still have to let the Emperor know about this matter."

"Putting salt on the wound will hurt, but it is much better than covering the wound and letting it become inflamed and pus leaking."

"The emperor must be mentally prepared."

Yu Wenfeng's eyes widened immediately and he straightened up, realizing that what he had expected was right, "...Dry Stone Castle?"

Uncle Zhong nodded slightly, "Yes, it's Dry Stone Castle!"

He did not say the outcome of the battle at Dry Stone Castle, because he no longer needed to say the outcome.

He thought about it and said with relief:
"A person's life is very long, and he has experienced many things."

"Life is often unsatisfactory, so... I think the emperor doesn't need to care too much about the current victories and defeats."

Yuwenfeng understood.

Even though he knew the result, he couldn't accept it.

Yuwenji also understood, and he didn't believe it even more.

He stood up suddenly and glared at Zhong Bo: "The scouts haven't sent back any news yet, how did Zhong Xiang know?"

Uncle Zhong stroked his long beard and raised his eyebrows:
"The old minister suggested that the emperor establish the Tianji Pavilion. You always thought that the old minister wanted to use such an intelligence agency to monitor the emperor and control the emperor..."

He shook his head:
"You never know how important an intelligence agency is to a country!"

"To tell you the truth, I have a few people who can be used. Since I am still in the position of prime minister, I naturally need to know about the major events in the wilderness."

"So I know it before you do!"

"Prince Rui, there is no need to doubt it. It must have been two days before you got the news!"

Yu Wenji's face turned red slightly, and then he heard Uncle Zhong say:

"The Tianji Pavilion was established, and Yang Sixian was recommended by the old minister as the first pavilion master. However, the ministers in the court...especially the Huangren ministers all suspected that I had bad intentions."

He grinned, picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

"Okay, then I will stop asking about this matter."

"The emperor sent Yang Sixian and the spies from the Tianji Pavilion to look for Loulan... The old minister did not stop him because... there really is a Loulan!"

Yu Wenfeng's eyes suddenly widened again, "Where are the descendants of Dali?"

"Exactly!"

"Your Majesty, Dali rebuilt a country in a desert two thousand miles away. This country... is Loulan!"

"It has been more than 600 years since the founding of Loulan Kingdom!"

"The descendants of Dali brought to Loulan Kingdom not only various talents, books, and techniques, but also the most powerful martial arts secrets!"

"After more than six hundred years of hard work, the Loulan Kingdom is now strong and strong."

"That place is in the desert after all, and there is no scenery like the Central Plains at all."

"They... are coming back!"

Yu Wenfeng was startled, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice:
"Then... according to Father Zhong's wishes, if they return to the Central Plains, should our desert country treat them with cattle and sheep or... with military force?" (End of this chapter)