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Chapter 10

An ordinary carriage was driving smoothly on the spacious and smooth official road. It was really strange to say that the driver pulled the brim of his hat so low that it completely covered his eyes. How did he not go astray.

"Heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... or..." A horse followed unhurriedly at the back of the carriage, and at a glance, the handsome horse knew that it was not ordinary. There was a man sitting there immediately, wearing a black veiled hat to hide his appearance, and a waist There was a knife pinned to it, an ordinary knife.

The person in the car lifted the curtain to reveal his face. It was Yecao going south, watching the scenery along the way:
The ginkgo trees on both sides of the official road have thick trunks, all of which are centuries-old trees, and there is only one tree several feet apart. Because of the luxuriant branches and leaves, there are tree shadows on the official road in the sunset.

The carriage gradually moved forward, and Ye Cao saw a huge city. It was like a giant beast from the ancient prehistoric, entrenched at the end of the official road, giving everyone who came from afar an unspeakable oppression. sense.

The city wall is made of large blue stones, with a height of four feet, a top width of five feet, and a bottom width of six feet to ensure stability. There are heavily armed soldiers patrolling the towers.

As the carriage approached, it became clear that the city wall was not as smooth as it was seen from a distance, and the mottled city wall showed traces of time everywhere.

Shangjing City, Daqi Capital, the most magnificent city on the mainland, is also the oldest city on the mainland.

none of them.

The whole of Daqi is just like this city, with a profound foundation, but also full of scars. I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles it has gone through to get to where it is today.

"who?"

The city guards stopped the carriage, not deliberately making things difficult, but routine inspections. After all, there were not many people entering the city in the evening, so we need to be careful.

The coachman didn't speak, and the people in the car didn't make a sound, only the man on the horse behind drove forward and took off the black veil cap he was wearing on his head.

"Let go!" The gatekeeper saw it and stepped back immediately.

This man's face is more effective than any pass token, because his name is Xiao En, and he is the commander of the terrorist organization of Jin Yiwei.

The carriage drove straight into the No. [-] city in the world, and Xiao En threw back the cap in his hand smartly.

After entering Shangjing, there is no need to hide and hide, because Jinyiwei has the final say here whether it is open or dark.

The carriage passed through the most prosperous Xiushui Street, and came outside the palace gate. There was an old eunuch waiting there. Seeing Ku He and Xiao En, the old eunuch saluted respectfully, and the two nodded. requite.

"Woo--" At this time, another carriage came to the gate of the palace, and a refined man of about 30 years old poked his head out of the carriage.

Xiao En was the first to dismount to salute, and called the refined man "Scholar Zhuang".Zhuang Mohan, the scholar of Zhuang University, the de facto prime minister of the head of the civil servants of Daqi.

"Humph!"

Facing Xiao En, the commander of Jinyiwei, Zhuang Mohan had no good face at all, snorted coldly, and then set his eyes on the carriage that Ye Cao was riding in.

"I want to enter the palace to meet you." Zhuang Mohan said this to the guards.

"Scholar Zhuang, Your Majesty has a visitor today, so I'm afraid you won't have time to meet him." Before the guard could speak, the old eunuch stopped Zhuang Mohan's carriage and bowed.

"Aren't you just a charlatan," Zhuang Mohan yelled angrily, showed a shining gold medal, and said, "Here is the gold medal bestowed by the emperor, let me see who dares to stop me today."

The old eunuch had no choice but to back away. The gold medal was bestowed by the emperor. With this gold medal, he can enter the palace to see his driver at any time, and he can drive into the palace without having to undergo inspection.

Ye Cao listened to the commotion in the opposite carriage, smiled slightly and said, "It seems that this Zhuang University scholar is not very friendly to me."

"Heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." The two carriages entered the palace parallel to each other, and there was a race, everyone wanted to see the emperor one step ahead.

The old eunuch led the way in front and walked faster and faster, and at the end he even used flying.

It turned out that this old eunuch was also a master of the ninth rank.

"Stop the horses!" The old eunuch stopped in one place, exuding a chilly air all over his body, and immediately stopped the two horses in fright.

In front is the Royal Study Room, where we will dismount and walk.

When Ye Cao got off the carriage, even the well-informed Zhuang Mohan was shocked, shocked by his peerless appearance.

How can it be so beautiful.

The old eunuch paid more attention to Simei who got off the horse afterward, and even put her hand into her sleeve, ready to launch a hidden weapon at any time.

Although Sean had already reported that the strength of Ye Cao's servant Simei was unfathomable, he was still frightened by Simei's strength.

She was sitting in the car just now, and she, a ninth-rank master, didn't even notice it, and couldn't even hear her breathing, what a terrifying existence.

This kind of person is not suitable for face saint at all.

It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor is very confident, and has already passed down the word that Ye Cao and his party can come to the imperial study room without hindrance, and they don't need to untie the sword, to show enough respect.

The old eunuch led the crowd up a long corridor, Ye Cao followed behind the old eunuch, and Zhuang Mohan walked side by side.

It wasn't that he was close, but that he wanted to see the emperor first, but years of etiquette cultivation made him have to follow the old eunuch who led the way.

Ye Cao is also a bad-hearted person, but she doesn't want Zhuang Mohan to succeed.I thought the old eunuch would walk faster and faster, but he didn't. He just walked along the corridor at a constant speed.

Ye Cao could clearly hear Zhuang Mohan gasping for air. This great scholar who had read poetry and books was about to run out of energy-raising skills.

Cough cough cough...

There was a violent coughing sound not far away, Ye Cao couldn't help but look up, and saw an attic diagonally opposite, an old man with white beard and hair and a haggard face stood on the balcony of the attic, he seemed very afraid of the cold , wearing a yellow cloak before autumn.

Holding the railing with his left hand and covering his mouth with a silk handkerchief in his right, he coughed violently under the setting sun, and when he coughed, his whole body was bent, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

In this situation, a poem suddenly appeared in Ye Cao's mind, and she recited it casually: "Wan Li is sad in autumn and often visits, and he is alone on the stage after a hundred years of illness. Hardship and bitterness hate the frosty temples, and the poor and new wine cups."

Zhuang Mohan was slightly taken aback when he heard this poem, and then praised "good poem", and because of this poem, his eyes towards Ye Cao changed a little.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ye, Master Ku, and Commander Xiao are seeking an audience with Master Zhuang." The old eunuch reported loudly outside the imperial study.

"Cough cough cough..." There was a coughing sound from the imperial study room, and another sharp voice came from the imperial study room.

"Mr. Xuan Ye, Master Ku, Commander Xiao and Grand Master Zhuang have an audience."

The door of the imperial study room was slowly opened, and there was a scent coming from the room, which refreshed the mind. The furnishings inside were simple and elegant. The emperor sitting on the throne of the imperial study room was just what Ye Cao saw. An old man coughing on the balcony.

"Your Majesty, I have a memorial for you!" University scholar Zhuang stepped forward, walked into the imperial study, and took out a yellow memorial from his sleeve.

"Your Majesty, you will die soon!" Ye Cao said loudly.

(End of this chapter)