Qingxin Pavilion is not just an attic, or even a palace, it is on a hill, a hill in the southeast corner of Shangjing;
Shangjing is not only the capital of Daqian, several generations ago, other separatist dynasties have established their capitals here, so this hill has historically belonged to the category of royal gardens.
It's just that, in order to live in more comfortably, the official family has carried out some renovations here, not for the convenience of their own enjoyment, but for the convenience of some courtiers to come here to discuss matters.
It's night, it's cool;
The official is wearing a Taoist robe, sitting by the small pond, watching the fish swimming in it.
A greenhouse is set up in the small courtyard, and the temperature is suitable; after all, when it comes to fighting, dry people are not ranked high, but in terms of enjoyment, hey, dry people are really not afraid of anyone.
There are several plates of fruit next to the official's house, which are clean and fresh.
In the distance, there are court ladies and eunuchs, all of them are quiet, and no one dares to disturb the quietness of the official house.
Sitting for a long time,
Perhaps the officials felt a little tired,
Holding the edge of the pool with one hand, raising one's head, looking at the moonlight tonight;
It just so happened that a dark cloud just covered the not-so-bright moonlight tonight.
At this time, a beautiful figure came over.
When she came, no one dared to stop her;
"Officials, it's getting cold, let's go back to the house." Thyme Lan said.
The official laughed,
road:
"I will continue to admire the moon."
"The moon tonight is very ordinary."
The official shook his head slightly and said:
"Actually, every night is the same month, beauty and ugliness, beauty and paleness, the moon doesn't care, it's artificial, but it's a person who stands on the ground and looks up at it and is out of reach."
"Official, it's getting cold."
"It's winter, where is it not cold?"
The official continued to sit without moving.
Thyme Lan looked at the officials, stopped talking, stepped back, and stood by the side.
The official looked at her and asked:
"Third grade?"
"yes."
"Your brother's road is actually not easy."
"There must be only one sharpest sword in the world. Xianglan has no intention of competing for the first sword. The road that my brother has traveled may not be the best, but at least it proves that it can be walked.
?Thanks to the officials, who are allowed to use luck to share the benefits and help Xianglan break through. "
"Since your elder brother can borrow it, why can't you, a younger sister, borrow it?
No thanks.
When your brother entered the capital in white clothes, he attracted the attention of the capital, but in the final analysis, his chicness is his;
Just like that Yao Zizhan, what he earns is a false name, but in fact, they are too lazy to do trivial things.
On the contrary, it is you, you have worked hard all these years, Pandan. "
Thyme Lan didn't speak anymore, and stepped back a few steps again, submerged in the shadows, leaving all the moonlight that was not too much to the officials
A group of knights came on horseback, and the scale was grand.
The leader is a middle-aged general with a Chinese face, sword eyebrows and star eyes.
"Who is coming!"
"Who is coming!"
At the foot of the mountain, the forbidden army will immediately form an array.
The torch was lit, dispelling the darkness nearby, and the appearance of the middle-aged general was revealed.
"My son-in-law!"
"Meet the son-in-law!"
The guard at the foot of the mountain saluted immediately.
"My son-in-law has important matters to see the officials."
"My son-in-law, please wait a moment, I will report to you in a humble position."
"My son-in-law's business is very urgent, and I can't wait to report it."
"My son-in-law, the duty of the humble job, please don't embarrass the humble job, my humble job"
"Pfft!"
Zhong Tianlang's knife had already pierced into the chest of the general guarding the mountain, and then he pulled it out.
next moment,
The soldiers it brought immediately drew their knives and charged forward.
The Forbidden Army at the foot of the mountain never expected that the most respected official son-in-law would rebel, and Zhong Tianlang was leading an elite frontier army.
Holding a knife, Zhong Tianlang kept chopping down the soldiers of the Imperial Army who were blocking him before turning over, and then went up the stairs;
Gradually, the soldiers he brought followed immediately, and kept surpassing him to open the way for him.
However, at the foot of the mountainsp; The official raises his left hand,
Refers to the sky:
"I,
Daqian Taishang Emperor,
Ninth rank Qi refiner,
Soldiers today.
Do not seek ascension to prove the Tao,
I just want to be too lazy to walk this laoshizi's bird path again! "
A group of cyan flames that couldn't be smaller burst out from Guanjia's shoulders, and slowly infiltrated into Zhao Guanjia's flesh and blood.
"Hiss"
Zhao Guanjia's face contorted, but he couldn't cry out the pain, let alone turn around, so he could only choose to bear it.
The flame is too small to burn itself, but it will take time.
"Seek the way,
Didn't you say that it is a kind of freedom when the soldiers are dissolved?
I regret it I should have put more thought into cultivating in the past, so that I can feel happier when I kill myself. "
The small blue flame finally burned to Guanjia's chest, causing even more severe colic pain;
The official knelt down, propped his palms on the ground,
"I knew it earlier, it would be better to bring a bottle of poisoned wine, it hurts"
finally,
The flames burned to the point between the eyebrows,
The breath of Zhao Guan's family disappeared,
The thick Taoist robe began to collapse, and the body began to gradually turn into dust, which drifted away with the wind;
under the mountain,
Han Yan closed his eyes;
Yao Zizhan, Wen'an Layman, and a group of soldiers all knelt down;