I Became an Anonymous Boss

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The Forbidden City is divided into inside and outside.

The outer layer is the place where the imperial army is stationed and the officials come and go, while the inner city is where the Zhao family lives.

It's like the front hall and backyard of a house. The affairs in the outer court are state affairs, while the affairs in the inner court are family affairs.

The Great Qin Emperor has never had a concubine since more than ten years ago, and he has no heirs. The concubines in the palace have no intention of competing for favor, so they live peacefully. There are endless stories in the deep courtyard of the harem. .

Since the old emperor is dying, life is still safe and sound. All the princes can go to see their mothers. The princesses are not too much to talk about and restrain them. Even the prince has never made things difficult for these unintentional power strugglers. loved ones.

Yan Qixia wore a coat and looked at the dilapidated courtyard in front of her.

Here is the cold palace.

But every concubine will tremble involuntarily when she hears the word "cold palace". Concubines who fall into this kind of place, even eunuchs and court ladies can bully them at will. After being released, many of the concubines who died in the cold palace were deliberately killed by court ladies and eunuchs, just to change jobs logically.

Yan Qixia's understanding of this is also due to her family. She was raised for this in the past, so she has a little understanding of Gongdou, but this is the first time Leng Gong walked in. All withered landscapes.

This cold scene is particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Come in." The silver-haired young man said, "There is no place to sit, so let's stay in the house. Although it is a cold palace, it is not cold. There is a stove, but you have to light it yourself."

Yan Qixia nodded, and followed Zhao Ya into the room. Unlike the outside, the room was extraordinarily clean and tidy, with a simple and elegant style, and there were poems on the walls. One look at the ink and handwriting, one could tell it was written by a famous artist.

"I clean it often, it's not dirty, just sit on it." Zhao Ya picked up the charcoal and threw it into the stove, and rubbed the flint skillfully.

"Do you come here often?"

"Well, my mother used to live here." Ya Zi lowered his head, and said the cruel words very flatly.

Yan Qixia watched him press the snow into the teapot and put it on the fire to boil, she was speechless for a while.

"Actually, we are quite similar." He said, "We were all harmed by the Zhao family, and we were both helped a lot by the same person, and our lives were redeemed by him."

"Is that why you helped me?"

"It's just one of the reasons. The more important thing is that it's helpful to me. Helping you is also helping me, that's all." Yazi said: "Open the skylight and tell the truth. People like us have been unfortunate since childhood. It’s already an instinct to trust others, use someone, and calculate someone, you can only survive if you are selfish enough, otherwise I should have died in this cold palace, aren’t you the same?”

"One day earlier, I will nod." Yan Qixia said.

"Now it is not?"

"No, I'm different from you." Yan Qixia shook her head and said, "Because my wish has already come true. From this point of view, I'm luckier than you."

Yazi looked Yan Qixia up and down, and asked curiously: "You slept with him? How does it feel?"

Yan Qixia showed a disgusted expression.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Yazi blamed himself.

"Didn't sleep." Yan Qixia replied coldly.

"It sounds like you have a lot of resentment."

"Well, I'm a bit regretful, I didn't think about it, it's too annoying." Yan Qixia lifted a lock of hair: "It's time to be direct."

"Then you have no chance." The snow-haired youth looked at the stove and said, "At the latest when it's dark, Yan Yunyan will come in, and it's too late to leave."

"I can hear it." Yan Qixia looked towards the northwest: "There is a voice."

From the other end of the sky came the sound of roaring muffled thunder, and the winter thunder shook.

"This isn't it." Zhao Ya breathed into her palms: "This is a confrontation in the Heavenly King Realm."

"Heavenly King also intervenes?"

"Don't worry, if you can't enter the Forbidden City, Yan Yunyan will throw all the dangers out of the palace by herself. Only in this way can she kill people with peace of mind. Let's stay here for a while and wait for work." Zhao Ya shook her head: "Later Where to go to see?"

"Where the queen is."

"You want to do it first?"

"Let me think about it, what does an honorable woman look like in the world." Yan Qixia said quietly: "I won't compete with you."

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The ground is covered with white snow, covered with snow, and snow drifts for thousands of miles.

The long-lost mountain gate of the White Horse Temple is open.

The little novice was clearing the snow when he saw a monk in white walking by: "Master is going out?"

"Well, you guard the temple, don't run around." The monk warned: "It's not peaceful outside these days, so don't let people come in after closing the door."

"Master, isn't he going to fight?" The little novice said nervously, "If you can run away, monks can't run away from the temple. Master, if the bad guys come, can I run away?"

The monk in white couldn't laugh or cry: "The Buddha in our Bodhi Temple is under the Bodhi tree. If you run away, what will happen to the Buddha?"

"The Buddha will forgive me." The little monk said.

"Yes, the Buddha will forgive you and me too." The white-clothed monk touched the young monk's head: "Run if you want, but don't forget to take the bodhi tree with you when you run. "

He smiled, turned and went down the mountain.

Arhats enter the world, lotuses grow every step of the way, stepping on stone steps, ice and snow melt.

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Beiming Qingqiu went out of the city and went straight to the Temple of Heaven.

As the saint of the Holy Fire Cult, she can feel the breath of the Holy Fire Order, and even if she is far away, she can also feel the breath of the fragments of the Holy Fire Will.

There is nothing wrong with that, the fragment of the will of the holy fire has appeared, and the opponent used the move of the holy fire order, which must have seized power from the holy religion.

Beiming Qingqiu drove on the road without saying a word, Su Ruoshui and Yi Honglei could only follow.

The three girls were running on the snow, their feet stepping on the cold snow, and countless snow dust was blown away every time it fell.

They are all people in the rivers and lakes, but they don't know the location of the Temple of Heaven, and they don't realize that they are heading in the direction of the Temple of Heaven.

Not far from the city, when passing a small forest, I saw a green robe approaching from a distance.

The speed is very fast, from far to near, the face is quickly seen clearly.

He is a middle-aged eunuch, with no extra hair on his face, and his expression is almost nonexistent. It is more icy and biting than the cold winter wind. while scrolling.

The eyes of the two sides intersected for a moment, and they just passed by when they were facing Ben and running in the opposite direction.

But the astonishing murderous intent erupted by the eunuch in Tsing Yi interrupted this accidental encounter.

Both sides stopped and kept vigilance within a distance of less than twenty steps.

The three women stopped at the same time, stood separately, each footsteps stood still, fell into the snow, the white snow fell in the woods, finely and densely resting on the hair.

"Who?" Yi Hong frowned in tears: "Whose enemy?"

"I don't know." Beiming Qingqiu said: "The eagle dog of the Zhao family?"

"The cultivation base is very high." Su Ruoshui said vigilantly: "Be careful."

Cao Zhong stopped suddenly, his eyes fell on Beiming Qingqiu, and his air force locked on to the Demon Sect Saintess.

He asked in a low voice: "Sacred Fire Cult?"

"...Yes." Beiming Qingqiu realized that the other party was coming for her, and answered after hesitating, she wanted to ask: "Is it over there..."

"Okay." Cao Zhong's eyes were reddened, and he ignored the reply, only murderous intent, stepping on the snow in the Great Vientiane Realm, half a foot of snow flying a few inches from the ground: "Die!"

The eunuch wanted to be a demon, and a flock of birds were startled in the woods, not daring to return to their nests.

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Yanyun house.

Shirataki walked out of the bedroom, and he was in seclusion all night.

After gaining some insight, I immediately started to verify it, and didn't think about anything else.

Perhaps he is the one who is kept in the dark in the whole world. Others say that he is smart and possesses unparalleled wisdom. God knows that he is actually a reckless man. He is not much smarter than ordinary people. Many things are just coincidences.

"Yo, it's snowing." Bai Taki verified the improvement of his martial arts realm, and he was in a good mood, looking at the snow scene and feeling a little bit at ease.

Little did he know that this smile was seen by Tao Hong beside him, the maid felt bitter in her heart, she didn't think Bai Taki was an idiot, but thought that the young master knew everything.

He knew, so he brought Duan Hibiscus.

He knew, so Duan Mujin untied the knot in Miss's heart.

He also knows, so Miss can go to revenge with peace of mind.

But Miss is going to die, son, why are you still laughing, why are you still smiling?

Tao Hong felt desolate in her heart, and finally couldn't bear the repressed sadness and sorrow in her heart, and walked towards the ignorant young man in white.

"Son!"

"Do you really want to watch Miss die?"

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It is in the middle of the bridge.

No one expected that it was Xia Houmei who guarded this place.

A heavenly king guards the bridge, even thousands of troops can't cross the single-plank bridge.

The cultivation base of the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect is truly the peak of the Heavenly King Realm, so her opponent is not an ordinary army.

If it was the imperial court's army, she would not make a move at all, and let the opponent go directly, but if it involved the affairs of the Jianghu, she would not be soft-hearted.

There were already many corpses lying on the Yingtian Bridge, all of which were crushed to death by her.

Among them are many public officials of the Six Doors.

Five of the eight gods gathered here, but they couldn't make any progress.

The position of Six Doors is a bit embarrassing. It belongs to public officials, but it also belongs to people in the Jianghu. It is also in charge of Jianghu affairs, so it is difficult to separate it.

This is especially the case for the eight gods. Before Li Shuisheng took over the property of the Hehuanzong in Yinping Lane, it was impossible for Xiahoumei, the saint of the Hehuanzong, to laugh it off. Women hold grudges the most. Since they have already come to block the road, it means There was no way out, so she simply gave a bloody broadcast, and simply blocked the six doors from Ying Tianqiao.

Everyone in the eight gods is good at hunting, but they can't get through at all. It is not difficult for those with outstanding lightness kung fu to cross the river directly, but there are not many armored soldiers lurking under the water. In fact, only this river can go. bridge.

Through Ying Tianqiao, Yan Yunyan could see that Yan Yunyan's siege had already begun, and the resistance of the forbidden army seemed very slow. It didn't take long, and several city gates were already in a state of falling, not to mention half a day, maybe even an hour. Let's face it, the number of soldiers has an absolute advantage, but they are hanged and beaten by Yan Yunyan's elites. This may be the difference in quality between soldiers who have been fighting outside for a long time and this group of old-age imperial troops.