Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Many high-ranking officials and nobles stood in front of the Great Witch Temple, and gathered together in two or three.

They came over early in the morning, bathed in the wing room, changed into the white burlap robes that they needed to wear during the Qing Dynasty, fastened a red belt around their waists, put on hideous ghost faces, put on cloth shoes, and followed the witch Together they came to the gate of the Great Witch Temple and waited.

Not far away, the huge Long Live Tree is bathed in sunlight, and its roots and golden-red fruits are dancing in the wind, adding a touch of bright color to this vast area and the basic color is gray and black.

"Why is your Majesty so late?"

After waiting for a long time, someone asked in a low voice.

Not only Emperor Yuan, but even Yuan Jia, his valet, didn't show up. He just sent someone to tell him that it was an emergency that needed to be dealt with urgently, so everyone should wait.

After he finished speaking, the Prime Minister Pei Qianxue was summoned too, and the courtiers who did not know the truth continued to stand here bored, guessing what was the urgent matter.

"It should be news from the Weishan Army. Recently, the two countries of Wei and Yu have not been at peace."

In recent years, Dayuan has become like a rainbow, and it has been connected to many countries.

Last year, the battle of Hangu Pass was the result of the multi-national cooperation against the Yuan Dynasty. It's just that at that time, all countries had their own thoughts. Although there were 500,000 troops integrated together, the hearts of them were scattered. Each legion had a mission that each legion received in private, and the hearts of the people could not be united at all, so they were defeated by the three thousand Xuanqi led by the third prince of the Great Abyss, supplemented by the technique of vertical and horizontal lobbying.

However, after the battle of Hangu Pass, the death of the third prince seemed to stimulate this huge empire.

They accelerated the speed of the iron cavalry campaign, and they seemed to have brought anger in their diplomacy, and they captured two countries in just one year.

Coincidentally, these two countries have both participated in the Hangu Pass, and they are the two of them that jump.

After receiving the information, Yu Guo suddenly panicked.

Although they didn't send troops, but they borrowed the way and made it convenient, it was inevitable that they would be hated by Emperor Yuan, who was bound to retaliate.

So the Yu Kingdom made a decisive decision and sent envoys to send a batch of beautiful treasures. In private, he contacted another remaining Wei Kingdom, and wanted to follow the example of the former North Korea and North Korea's two countries, jointly fighting against a third country, and forming a stable situation.

Da Yuan is not dead, but they have just laid down Nanliang. There is still a lot of work to be done after the war.

The trick of boiling frogs in warm water was done by Da Yuan long ago when there were many countries. Now there are only two countries left. The whole world knows about Da Yuan's ambitions, and naturally there is no need to hide it.

This is also the foundation of Da Yuan.

"War is indeed possible, but now that the end of the year is approaching, all places have withdrawn their troops. I haven't seen the King of Beining bring troops back, and plan to set off again in the next year."

"Then I don't know. His Majesty summoned so many people over there, it's impossible to try the one just now." Someone whispered: "Let's not say whether that person is, as we all know, although the third prince is Da Yuan. A hero, but he is indeed not favored, not to mention after the battle of Hangu Pass."

He didn't say what he said next, and others knew it well.

It wasn't taken seriously before, so what if it got a head start? Naturally, what should be done or what, on the contrary, it may also be disgusted and abandoned because of excessive honor and prestige.

Anyway, that one was also brought by Pei Xiang. A small number of courtiers who looked on rationally could not believe it or not, but still felt that since Pei Xiang was the backbone of the Three Princes Party, he would not push a fake to fool Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan is in his prime now, and the last nine clans who fooled him have been implicated. Who can't think so.

Sure enough, after standing for a while, a notification sound came from a distance.

"Your Majesty is here—"

The courtiers immediately fell silent, looked at their noses and hearts, and bowed their heads in obedient salute.

Emperor Yuan changed his dragon robe, dressed in coarse white clothes, and came wearing a mask, and there was silence wherever he passed.

His mask is different from other people's masks. It is majestic and ferocious. There are still dried up bloodstains on the edge. It is said that it is an old antique left by the ancient Wuzu when he led the ancestors of the Great Abyss. Just looking at it, he felt dizzy. A strange witch music bell rang in his ears, making people dare not peep.

"You don't need to be too polite."

Emperor Yuan said lightly.

Seeing Pei Qianxue following him, thinking of the previous guesses, everyone immediately understood.

The two of them didn't say a word. Emperor Yuan walked in front of the Great Witch Temple and didn't mean to go in. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked back slightly.

Emperor Yuan didn't say anything, and other people naturally wouldn't ask themselves why they didn't start.

So everyone had to continue to stand here in silence and wait.

On the side, Zong Chengsi, who was with Zong Hongjiu, frowned slightly.

Both Zong Yuanwu and Zong Yongliu stood together with their henchmen, forming two distinct lines, and the well water did not violate the river water.

Not to mention that Zong Chengsi's subordinates are all three or two prawns and shrimps, even if he has a big head, it is absolutely impossible for him to stand beside his party members with his thoughts of dormancy.

Fortunately, I can take this opportunity to win over Zong Hongjiu.

Fang Cai Zong Hongjiu ran out of the wing with a frightened face, and was seen by him at once.

While Zong Yongliu was arguing with Zong Yuanwu, Zong Chengsi hurried over to inquire about first-hand information.

In the face of the fourth emperor brother who has always been close to him, Zong Hongjiu has lingering fears: "It's the fake just now, the emperor has made a lot of fire."

Counterfeit?

Zong Chengsi scoffed at this.

Now that he has been sanctified, he has no doubt that Zong Luo can recover his identity. Even if he is not favored, the father will not fail to recognize his son.

But why is there such a big fire? And it's a bit strange for Zong Hongjiu, who is recognized as the most favored.

Zong Chengsi asked casually, "You said it all, but it's just a counterfeit. Why did the emperor get angry with the counterfeit? I'm afraid there are other reasons for his anger."

Zong Hongjiu's face stiffened.

He couldn't help but think of the secret conversation he heard when he sneaked into the Zhang Palace that day.

Although he was punished by Emperor Yuan later, Zong Hongjiu figured out the key at once.

He felt that he might have overheard a great secret by accident.

However, Zong Hongjiu felt that he could not tell this secret for the time being.

Not to mention that the three emperors have already died, it is useless to say these, the second is that he thinks this is a very important piece of information with the theme of seizing the reserve. A powerful bargaining chip.

"Who, who knows." Zong Hongjiu's eyes wandered.

When Zong Chengsi saw it, he narrowed his eyes without a trace.

His Nine Emperor Brothers seemed to be hiding something from him.

With just a little thought, you can naturally come up with the key. In the end, there is no one behind him, and he wants to put the chips on the old five and six.

Zong Chengsi did not pursue this question.

Compared with other people, Zong Hongjiu, who is still in his prime, is simply too easy to deal with. As long as there is any trouble, he will come over himself.

Now that it's been discovered that there is something to hide, it couldn't be easier to take it out.

just see what time

On the other side, Zong Luo was in dire straits.

The technique of acupoint-pointing was secretly learned by him and Master Guiguzi. It was just a small skill, not something that was taught in the classics. Guigu's things are too complicated. For example, Yu Beizhou learned heavy swords, and he used ordinary light swords. At the beginning, he could work together with the basics, but not after that.

So being discovered by Yu Beizhou will inevitably be a little tricky.

"My brother's secret was discovered by me."

The young general sniffed the damp hair, and pressed his other hand on the edge of the pond.

Zong Luo irritably stretched out his hand to push, but heard Yuan Jia knock on the door lightly outside: "Your Highness?"

"It's okay." He paused, his expression unpleasant.

At this moment, Yu Beizhou also sighed hypocritically: "Senior brother, don't make too much noise, don't say too much. I can't guarantee that the general manager outside will not say anything to His Majesty that shouldn't be said."

"Otherwise, senior brother has spent so much effort to pretend to be blind, and if it falls short, I will become a sinner."

as predicted.

Zong Luo did not move.

He had long known that Yu Beizhou had a connection with Taiwu, after all, the Great Wu Temple was not open to the public on weekdays.

That's right, he lived so many years in his last life and became the ruler of the world again, with only a few more cards in his pockets. No wonder there was one less Gongsun You who was turned against by him, and Yu Beizhou didn't even blink an eye.

He raised his elbows and sat on the spot with a cold face: "What's your purpose? Hurry up and get out of here."

Zong Luo really didn't understand the brain circuit of the protagonist of the original book.

If you don't fight or kill, when you're bored, come over and tease him twice, for fear that he will forget this person, and he doesn't know what his mentality is.

In his last life, he had lived ten years longer than him, and he didn't add to his age at all. His behavior was still so unscrupulous, and he didn't have the dignity of an adult at all.

Yu Beizhou stared deeply at Zong Luo's slightly flushed face and the dried blood on his forehead, and the darkness in his eyes became deeper and more obvious.

That inexplicable feeling of anxiety and thirst rose again, like an impatient torture.

He smiled and said, "Senior brother, why are you bleeding again?"

If Yu Beizhou didn't say anything, Zongluo didn't notice it yet.

Under the smell of witch medicine in the wing room, there is also a slight odor of blood that is not obvious.

The medicine pool wets them all over.

The wet water trickled down Yu Beizhou's long ink-like hair and fell to the water's surface. In the somewhat transparent red clothes, traces of entangled bandages can still be seen.

Not only Zongluo, but Yu Beizhou was also badly injured under the cliff and did not fully heal.

"Last time, my senior brother was so ruthless. I said that the interest will be charged next time."

The hot hand was still swimming on the chest of the prince in white, and the place where it fell was full of blood, like the morning glow in the snowy night.

Every time a scar comes into contact, it feels like a dangerous and long journey, extremely stressful and tensed.

Just when Zong Luo's endurance value was about to reach the limit, Yu Beizhou finally bowed his head.

The prince in white was lying on his back beside the bath, his long hair scattered under his body, and he didn't have time to check whether he could hear it from outside the wing. The shot was a killer move.

When Yu Beizhou looked up again, the corners of his lips were already stained with a bright scarlet color, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes squinted in enjoyment, as if he had just enjoyed a top-level delicious delicacy.

"hiss--"

He didn't seem to feel the pain, his Adam's apple rolled, and he wiped away the excess blood with a smile.

It seemed that this would relieve the thirst that had risen from the bottom of my heart.

"Senior brother's blood is as I thought, and it is extremely delicious."

Zong Luo had a calm face and walked through the corridor with Yuan Jia, who was carrying a lantern, towards the Great Witch Temple.

His white clothes were dragging on the ground, and his eyes were re-tied with white silk, which made the bandages on his forehead and neck more and more conspicuous. In addition to the fog that had not dispersed in the morning, it was like an immortal stepping on clouds.

"Your Highness, are you?"

His Majesty smashed a cup of tea in anger. When the imperial doctor turned back to administer the needles, he was still thinking of His Highness's side, and ordered Yuan Jia to take the best medicine for golden sores.

"Small wound."

The prince in white touched the wound on his neck that was bitten open by someone, and suddenly asked, "Yuanjia, what time is it now?"

"Go back to Your Highness, today's Qing ritual is on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is only a week away from the fifteenth full moon.

Zong Luo's mood suddenly calmed down.

There are seven days left.

He must give Yu Beizhou an unforgettable surprise.