Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

half a month later,

Imperial Capital, Jiulong Mountain.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters, clear water pavilions, and vermilion palace walls.

The trees are dense and quiet, and the trails are winding.

A man wearing a gray python suit and a purple bead and jade belt around his waist was walking in front, leading the way for the middle-aged man in a black dragon robe behind him, with a very thin, cadenced voice:

"Xu Xiangguo, the emperor lost his temper last night, and even smashed his favorite satin field jade~"

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The middle-aged man ignored his words.

The man in the python suit glanced sideways at the person behind him, then stopped talking and walked forward with small steps.

Going back for dozens of steps, there is a hole in the forest, the stream is trickling, and a huge lake is rippling with blue waves, and an old man in an imperial robe is sitting quietly on a futon by the lake to fish, and beside him is a Empty futon.

From a distance, it is quiet and leisurely.

The man in the python suit led the middle-aged man up to the old man, stepped forward quickly, ignored the whiteness of the python robe, knelt down on the wet soil by the lake and bowed:

"My lord, Xu Xiangguo has arrived."

The old man ignored the man in the python suit and continued fishing with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, the man in python took a few steps back sensiblely, glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned and left the royal lake.

Birds chirping in the forest, the middle-aged man walked slowly to the old man, stood beside the futon but didn't sit down, looked at the lake and didn't speak.

And at this time,

Ripples suddenly arose on the calm surface of the lake, and a strange roar resembling a dragon but not a tiger came from the bottom of the lake, startling the birds playing in the treetops into the air.

But then the lake quickly returned to calm.

The gray-haired old man sat quietly on the futon, while the middle-aged man stood beside him quietly looking at the lake, neither of them spoke.

silence.

Silence can say a lot, especially for him and him.

I do not know how long it has been,

The old man coughed a few times as if he was suffering from a cold, and exhaled without turning his head, his voice carried a smile of unknown meaning:

"Xu Shengren, if you don't sit down, do you want me to look up at you?"

Xu Yinhe still didn't move, stood there looking at the lake, and said calmly:

"Government is busy, if you sit down, you don't have enough time."

The words fell.

silence.

half an hour,

The old man in a royal robe slowly stood up from the futon with his knees propped up, and patted the dust that did not exist on his legs:

"Then I should stand up, because I can't catch it anyway."

There are no fish in this lake, only strange animals.

While getting up, the old man turned around.

And Xu Yinhe also saw the face of the other party, and frowned calmly.

The old man's face was old but very hale and hearty, and he could vaguely see how handsome he was in that year, but a few purple-black veins spread from his neck and almost covered the whole face of the old man, and the white of his left eye was already half black.

look at each other,

"Does this look in your eyes make me feel old?"

The old man bent down with a smile, and packed up the fishing gear:

"I'm really old, I haven't seen you in three years, let's go, accompany me to the island in the middle of the lake, just to reminisce about the old days."

Xu Yinhe followed, but he didn't help carry the fishing gear, and the old man in the royal robe knew this and carried it by himself.

The two walked on the water and walked straight towards the island in the middle of the lake.

After walking a few steps in silence, Xu Yinhe suddenly spoke out in a low voice:

"Has your injury reached this point?"

The old man said with a smile, very leisurely:

"Don't you know my injury? It's good to be alive. But don't you expect me to die?"

Xu Yinhe didn't deny it, and didn't agree with it. He looked at the distance in a little silence and said leisurely:

"There are not many people left from those days."

The old man shook his head:

"There really aren't many left."

paused,

The old man glanced at Xu Yinhe and laughed lowly:

"It seems that you have encountered something good recently, and you are in a good mood?"

We met each other in the year of Wuxiang, and we have known each other for decades, and we can understand many things with just one word and one look.

Li Yaoxuan knew that this old friend was not someone who liked to nostalgia for the past and hurt the present.

And Xu Yinhe didn't return him either.

The old man in royal robes understood, holding the fishing gear, he said leisurely:

"A good thing that can make you happy is a big bad thing for me."

while talking,

The old man in imperial robes took out a memorial from Xu Mijie, and handed it to Xu Yinhe:

"Let's see."

Xu Yinhe took it without looking at it.

The old man asked:

"Don't you want to see it?"

Xu Yinhe looked down at the memorial in his hand:

"It's nothing more than a matter of the Wanxiang sect."

The old man smiled and said meaningfully:

"That's true. Using private soldiers to attack the county towns and sects conferred by the imperial court is a crime enough for the nine tribes of barbarians."

Xu Yinhe looked back:

"Why talk about private soldiers, how about siege? Didn't the Wanxiang Sect already state that this incident is that they entrusted our Xiangguo Mansion to help them train soldiers?"

The old man lowered his eyes and smiled, then said:

"Shengshan County needs the government to allocate a lot of money for disaster relief, but the treasury is empty"

Speaking of which, stop there.

Xu Yinhe also didn't mean to shirk:

"After hearing about this, the president of the Tian'an Chamber of Commerce felt sorry for Shuli and volunteered to donate 30 million taels of money and food."

words fall,

The old man in imperial robe waved his hand, and the memorial in Xu Yinhe's hand ignited spontaneously out of thin air, and finally turned into ashes and sank into the deep pool.

In just a few words, the old man and Xu Yinhe traveled a thousand meters to the island in the middle of the lake.

There is a terrace built here, with red and green tiles, which is extravagant.

Walking into the attic, the eunuchs and maids standing on both sides immediately knelt down to pay their respects.

The two walked all the way to the top of the attic and sat down.

The man in the python suit who disappeared just now reappeared and made tea and water for the two of them.

The breeze gently swayed the imperial dragon robe behind him, and the old man looked at the shimmering lake:

"My third son went to Wanxiang Sect."

Xu Yinhe stopped drinking tea slightly:

"died?"

It seems to be asking an ordinary question.

Hearing this, the ferocious veins on the old man's face seemed to smile:

"That kid has been running fast since he was a child."

Xu Yinhe continued to drink tea and commented:

"The third prince is very good."

The old man laughed directly this time, with teasing:

"The third child is very good, much better than your third child, but it's a pity that I have never thought about my position. Of course, it may be that I didn't see it."

Xu Yinhe's expression was not happy or angry, and he said:

"Perhaps, the third prince and Yucheng have a deep brotherhood, and Buzheng may have a good end."

Li Yucheng, the current crown prince.

Hearing this, the old man stared at Xu Yinhe with his purple-black pupils for a few breaths, and suddenly asked with a smile:

"Yin He, who do you think I should pass this on to, Prince?"

Xu Yinhe's voice is still low and calm when it comes to the topic involving the position of the Great Ruler:

"Why do you need to ask me about this?"

"You have power over me, so naturally I want to ask you what you mean." The old man said with a smile.

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Xu Yinhe put down the teacup with a "dang" sound, the sound was not loud, but it was very loud in the silent attic top:

"Your life is not over, why worry?"

The old man coughed twice, and pointed to the blood stains and complexion at the corner of his mouth:

"Do you think this is the appearance of my unfinished life?"

Xu Yinhe smiled for the first time when he heard the words.

His falcon-like gaze slowly swept across the hidden formation in the sky, the man in the python suit at the side, the blue lake, and finally landed on the face of the old man in royal robes again.

His voice was slow:

"If Yaoxuan, your true life is not long, I won't come here."

The old man squinted his eyes, finally shook his head helplessly, and sighed:

"In front of you, my emperor really has no majesty at all."

Xu Yinhe shook his head:

"Everything we have now started with our thoughts back then."

The old man seems to be chatting:

"That idea cannot be realized in a generation."

Xu Yinhe asked:

"So compromise?"

"boom!"

The tea table in front of the two of them fell apart in an instant, and the air waves created by the powerful Yuan Qi made their robes rattle.

On the top of the attic, there was no sound.

Without the desk case, the old man's hand was hanging in the air, the two old friends looked at each other as usual, and the man in the python suit still stood aside with his eyes downcast.

Soon, the silence was broken by a rush of coughing.

The old man coughed up a large pool of black blood. The man in the python suit wanted to step forward, but he raised his hand to signal him not to move:

"Xu Yinhe, if we act now, the world will only become more chaotic. At the very least, we have to eliminate the surrounding alien races first."

Xu Yinhe's tone was neither hasty nor slow:

"Zongmen won't give us this chance, don't tell me you haven't heard from the north yet."

The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a white cloth, and the atmosphere froze as if it was about to freeze.

Xu Yinhe got up slowly, walked to the window stepping on the sawdust on the ground, and turned his back to the old man:

"The war in the north is about to be lost."

The voice was calm, but with a touch of unidentified emotion.

The old man was speechless for a while.

Xu Yinhe turned around and looked at his old friend:

"Li Yaoxuan, the sect will not sit back and watch us eliminate the surrounding alien races. Wu Yuan wants to exterminate the barbarian alien kings, but she is now surrounded by the alien kings in Dali Mountain, isolated and helpless."

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The old man casually threw the blood-stained white cloth on the ground:

"What do you want to say?"

Xu Yinhe gently helped the smooth sandalwood window sill:

"Zong Qingsheng is near the Dingman River."

Dingman River is only three hundred miles away from Dali Mountain.

Hearing this, the old man smiled softly, staring at the old friend in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold:

"Xu Yinhe, is this your choice to coerce me?"

Xu Yinhe straightened his sleeves and bowed deeply to Emperor Dayan in front of him:

"If your majesty understands it this way, then it is so."

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Thanks to the lord of the sigh of the stars

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