Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 1054 Naked Jade (seeking a monthly pass!)

  What happened in Taimiao in the morning, the news was blocked for the first time, but it was impossible to block...

  At least not a Ma Xiong can block it.

  Don’t say anything else, even himself, there are many people in Linzi City who can ask things out of his mouth, and he dare not say anything.

  The first to know is naturally those who are very powerful in the capital inspection house.

  Chong Xuan Sheng is closely related to the parties involved.

  The time when the Li family got the news was not at the fastest call, but it was not too slow.

   Jiang Wang left for about half an hour, and someone came in to report the letter. The two-phase verification is completely consistent with what Jiang Wang said.

  At that time, the old lady of the Li family was sitting in the upper position and slowly drinking tea.

  Li Zhengyan, the contemporary marquis of destroying the city, and Li Zhengshu are discussing this matter.

  Since Li Zhengyan took the position as the head of the family, the old lady has rarely expressed opinions on family matters.

  In addition to drinking tea, listening to the drama, and occasionally beating Li Longchuan with a leading cane.

  Just the people below said that Jiang Wang, before going to Jiuhui Hou Ling Temple, came out of the spirit temple of the first Decheng Hou, and he had just worshipped the first Decheng Hou...

  The old lady couldn't help but said again: "What a good boy."

  Li Zhengyan and Li Zhengshu looked at each other and laughed.

  ……

  ……

After leaving Li's Mansion, Jiang Wang returned to Xiashan Beppu.

  No matter how changing Linzi is at this moment, how many people are uneasy. One's own cultivation is the foundation of one's life. The achievement of the Yellow River Club is the level of advancement.

   Jiang Wang has always been sober. Know what you want and work hard consistently.

  Close the door and lock the room, and go to study the art of fire.

  He has to admit one thing.

  Although he easily defeated Lei Zhanqian, he seemed to have an overwhelming advantage. But in fact, his fire source totem, the progress of cultivation is far less than Lei Zhanqian's Lei source totem.

  The power of the fire source totem is not enough to keep the balance with the real fire of Samadhi, even if the art of the fire world builds an outline under his leadership, and he is already trying to suppress the real fire of Samadhi.

  The quality gap needs to be approached by the amount.

  So during this period of time, Jiang Wang had to allocate more training time to the source of fire. After all, it is also a powerful technique in a world, not so easy to study thoroughly.

  Fortunately, his fire source totem is not a simple fire source totem, it has long been connected with the bone lotus to form the burning fire bone lotus.

  Non-attribute star power can be transformed into all power, including totem power of course. With the blessing of the two phases, it is barely possible to make a balance.

  But if you want to meet the requirements of the fire world as soon as possible, it is impossible to not put more effort on the fire source map.

  From day to night, time passes in a hurry while practicing.

  Cultivation is of course hard work.

  Forever burying one's head and trekking when others are raging on horses or when others spend time and drinks.

   Endure loneliness and loneliness, and fight against the instinct of ease.

   However, being able to practice with peace of mind is actually a happy thing in many cases.

  Nine return to Hou Ling Temple, has spread all over the capital in the undercurrent.

  In Linzi this night, countless people have no sleep!

  ……

  ……

  Today Qi Emperor sits in court almost every day.

  From Maoshi to Chenshi, two hours a day, rain or shine.

  Only one day off every ten days. So far, it has been fifty-five years.

  It is not hard to say.

  Under his rule, Qi is already the unquestionable overlord of the Eastern Regions, looking forward to the Quartet and Wiga overseas.

The   Mao time was the time when the early dynasty began, so in fact, the ministers who participated in the dynasty meeting had almost arrived at the Yin time. The court officials in the political affairs hall have even discussed today's political affairs in advance.

  Even at the end of May, there is still no dawn in Yinshi.

  The great city of Linzi, hung in the long night,

  On the majestic square outside the Ziji Temple, hundreds of civil and military officials moved from everywhere like ants and slowly gathered together.

   Then, according to their respective esteem and rank, they line up silently, waiting for the morning bell.

  In the past years, countless officials have walked through this square, not knowing how many times they have walked.

  But today, it is different.

  If you look down from a high altitude, if you can’t hide your sight from the night, you should be able to see——

  The “ants” gathered on the huge white stone square, regardless of their esteem, made a big circle very deliberately, leaving a huge blank in the square.

  In the middle of the blank, there is a small black dot.

  A little ant.

  The light of the day gradually breaks through the boundless night, and the world ushered in the dawn.

  Clang~

  The Chaowen Bell on the star-gazing tower has struck.

   This sound is long and vigorous, spreading throughout the giant city of the overlord over three hundred miles, it makes people hear it, clear the heart, awaken the spirit, and be clear.

  Linzi, a great city, wakes up.

  The two samurai with swords held one side each, and slowly opened the huge door of the Ziji Hall.

  Because the time is still early and the sky is not bright enough, the red sun beads hanging on the dome of the Ziji Hall are shining brightly.

  The magnificent hall is exposed to people’s sight.

  The civil and military officials filed in silently, the lonely black spot on the square was still lonely.

  Now, the sky has gradually begun to light up.

  The world has become clearer.

  Let the gaze go down again, let the gaze fall again.

  You can see the kneeling figure in the square that is getting clearer and clearer.

  It was a thin figure with a naked torso.

  Wearing only a pair of trousers up and down, with long hair loose, kneeling on the square outside the Ziji Temple.

  Every one of the hundreds of civil and military officials who came to Korea today saw him, and none of them seemed to have seen him.

  No one greeted him, no one looked at him more.

  Some people care, some are expecting, some are worried, some are secretly happy... but they are silent.

  The man kneeling here is the eleventh prince of Daqi, Jiang Wuqi, the lord of the Palace of Longevity.

  After taking off the fox fur that was wrapped around him all the year round, he realized that he was really thin.

  On his bare back, the sections of the spine are almost completely exposed to the air, which can only make people think of one word-skinny.

   "Cough cough, cough cough."

  In the big square, it is so quiet today that no one is even whispering. Only the occasional cough that he couldn't stop, and some cold wind in the early morning.

  Good lonely cough.

  In the Ziji Temple, everything seems to be the same as usual.

  What should be done, what should be controversial. But always... something is missing.

  The two hours in the morning of today are two hours that are extremely difficult for many people.

  The civil and military officials in the Ziji Temple are all pretending to be fine, but who can be indifferent?

  The Lord of the Palace of Longevity is involved in the assassination case, which means... countless blood in any country and dynasty.

  The grand battle for storage positions seems to be about to withdraw from a contender today. This is a major event involving the entire Qi country. No one can stay out of the matter.

  Probably only the emperor sitting high on the dragon chair is still the same as in the past years, without any waves.

  Emperor's heart is unpredictable.

  No matter what.

  It’s good to be suffering or looking forward to it.

  Two long hours have passed, and the absent-minded performance is over.

  Political opponents who were most keen to argue in the past, it is inevitable that they are not excited enough today. The officials who won the argument were not satisfied, and the officials who had lost the argument were not discouraged.

  The **** Han Ling, the chief **** of the Li Supervisor, preached before Li Danbi: "Retreat!"

  From his perspective, hundreds of civil and military officials receded like a tide, rushing out of the Ziji Hall, scattered into the huge square, and flowed in all directions.

  The only thing that hasn’t changed is the mass of blank space and the black dot in the blank.

  The Emperor of Daqi did not say anything.

  Han Ling also seems to have become a sculpture.

  It shouldn’t be long, but it feels like it’s been a long time.

  The emperor got up.

  Han Ling opened his mouth and was about to shout "start driving", but the emperor's hand pressed it down.

  As the closest **** to the emperor of Qi, Han Ling has not looked back from beginning to end, but his voice has been swallowed.

  The emperor left the dragon chair and walked down Danbi.

  At this time, it is Chenshi, it is the moment of "Courage of the Sun". People usually have breakfast at this time.

  The sky is already bright.

  The Crimson Sun Orb hanging in the Purple Pole Hall had already condensed its light.

  The emperor walked out slowly, and every step seemed to step on the sky.

  When he finally walked out of the Ziji Temple, he stood on the high steps.

  On the huge white stone square, no other figures can be seen, except Jiang Wuqi.

  The one who is naked, kneeling on the ground, with loose hair, looking at him—his son.

   "This sub-category me!"

  The emperor suddenly remembered what he had said.

  So his eyes fell.

Look at the huge white stone slab that paves the square in front of you, then to the knee that fits the ground, then to the naked, thin upper body, and then to the handsome face-if not with a few waves. This face should be even better for the appearance of the disease that will not go away.

  Nude Jiang Wuqi, kneeling on the ground, unspeakably graceful.

  The emperor looked into his eyes, and then looked at the piece of white jade in his mouth.

  Holding treasure in the mouth is a funeral ceremony for nobles,

  Jiang Wuqi This means that he is already a dead person.

  Jiang Wuqi long ago, he should have been a dead person.

  Arrived early... while still in the womb.

  It was the winter night of the 38th year of Yuanfeng. Emperor Qi personally led the troops outside, and defeated him.

  And Jiang Wuqi’s mother Lei Guifei was assassinated in the Daqi Palace when she was still pregnant with him. Before he died, he did everything to protect his stomach.

  When the strong man in the palace arrived, the assassin had self-destructed.

  So far, it has not been found out who is behind the scenes.

  When Emperor Qi hurried back, all she saw was the body of Concubine Lei and the child who had been delivered by caesarean section.

  Emperor Qi shed tears and said: "Although Ai Concubine abandoned me, she did not abandon my son!"

  Therefore its name has never been abandoned.

  Jiang Wuqi was mortal when he was still a fetus. That night, the strong man in the palace who was on duty gave his life to save his life and saved his life.

  But it is only a silver lining.

  Even if Emperor Qi has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, a born-deficient infant who has just been cut out cannot carry any of his methods.

  Since the frost is poisonous, it is not a medicine or a medicine. And the more he grows up, the heavier the frost poison and the deeper his life. The director of the hospital at the time determined that the child would not live to be ten years old.

  When Jiang Wuqi was nine years old, Emperor Qi wanted to exchange his blood and bones, reshape his new body, and use the royal secret method to get rid of the frost poison.

  At the time, he was nine years old. He only asked one question: "After the blood and bone change, am I still the prince of Daqi?"

  The answer is naturally no.

  If Emperor Qi loves him again, it is impossible to exchange the bones and blood of his other children with him.

  So Jiang Wuqi chose to refuse.

  He would rather die than stay forever. Even if his Jiang Wuqi died, he would die as a Tianhuang nobleman.

  Otherwise, why did that woman, his mother, struggle so long in the cold night?

  Before he was nine years old, he practiced martial arts and exercised his body.

  After the age of nine, open the pulse to practice.

  He is Frost Poison, and Frost Poison will grow with his cultivation. The stronger he is, the faster he will die. But only by becoming stronger can he have the opportunity to change his fate.

  This is a paradox.

  No matter what kind of result, it should lead to death.

  No one thought he could survive, but he did.

   Not only survived the catastrophe at the age of ten, but also lived to this day.

  Not only lived to this day, but also let the emperor personally supervise the building of the Longevity Palace for him, becoming one of the most promising people in Daqi to fight for the position of the crown prince!

  He struggled from birth to the present.

  He was faltering as if he was about to die at any time, but like a candle in the wind swaying for so many years, he was still swaying, but the light became more and more dazzling.

   Jiang Wuqi knelt here today, indicating that he is already dead.

  The emperor's heart of the emperor, how can there be no waves?

  The emperor inherited the destiny of the heavens and ruled over the people. He should be born alone.

   But can he really have no emotions?

The expedition in Yuanfeng's 38th year was Qi Tianzi's last personal expedition so far.

  He never left Linzi City again.

  His emperor's unpredictable heart, have you ever thought about the cold night of that year?

  On the square in front of the Ziji Hall, no courtier dared to stay.

  The **** of the eunuch's palm print, standing silently on the side of the gate of the Ziji Hall, even the sound of breathing was annihilated, and there was no sense of existence.

  His Majesty the Emperor of Daqi, walked down the high steps to the front of Jiang Wuqi, stretched out his hand, and took away the white jade in his mouth.

  Jiang Wuqi grew up in a medicine pond, fearing the cold. Today, he was naked, kneeling outside the Ziji Hall, waiting for his hair to fall.

  Every wisp of cold wind is more painful than a knife cut to his life.

  But his coughing stopped before the emperor came out.

  He forcibly resisted not coughing in front of the emperor.

  Although over the years, that unbearable cough has become the only way for him to ease his pain a little bit.

  He is a strong one.

  At this moment, he pursed his lips without saying a word, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

  These tears are hot.

  The Emperor Daqi held the piece of white jade in his hand and looked at him quietly.

   was silent for a while, and then asked, "Jiang Wuqi, you ordered someone to assassinate me? Did you send someone to the Jiuhui Hou Ling Temple, **** my name?"

   Jiang Wuqi shed tears and said, "Although it is not the work of the children, but... the children are guilty of oversight!"

  The emperor said quietly: "State-owned, state-owned, and family-owned. The crime of oversight does not lead to death."

  Jiang Wuqi put his hands on the ground, lowered his head, choked hard to say: "Father..."

  The Emperor Daqi turned his hand over, "I accept this jade."

   Then he flicked his big sleeve, turned around and strode away.

  Han Ling followed in a hurry.

   shouted: "Get up~Drive!"

The sound of    spread extremely far in the huge square.

  　The two chapters are merged, including one chapter, which is an addition to the monthly pass of five thousand in February.

  　　 is gone in the early morning, everyone goes to bed early!

  (End of this chapter)