Die For Life

Interestingly speaking, this is the first time Ming Shuiyun has stepped into the White Box Library.

It's not that she doesn't love reading, nor does she love the atmosphere of the library. It's just that she is usually too busy: attending classes, doing homework, unparalleled killing, having fun with classmates, spying on the military affairs of her roommates... There is no room for enrichment, and naturally there is no time to come to the white box to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Well, in fact, she doesn't like reading very much, but which serious student likes to read? It is not a free book, but a textbook full of professional terms. Even if it is Lin Xue, Kui Nianwei, Qian Yuya who are in the front of the grade ranking, they just don't hate reading textbooks, but they are far from like them.

Don't hate the distance, like it, but there is a long distance.

The library door slowly closed, and several warriors in Jinyi guarded the main staircase in the white box, guiding Ming Shuiyun upstairs.

The library of the University of Nova Scotia only has the sound of her footsteps. She wears steel-soled boots of the same style as Qin Yueyin. They are crisp and sweet step by step. It is said that these are commonly used boots for the staff of the Statistics Department. They are like the sound of a symphony of steel. Other people's hearts trembled... She also wanted to make someone's heart trembled.

There are even more warriors in brocade on the third floor, almost reaching the level of shoulder to shoulder... They are standing on both sides of the passage, their expressions are calm and their eyes are not squinted, like alive tombs. Ming Shuiyun used to be afraid of these Kingo warriors who are obliged to do so, but now he feels that it is nothing more than that-it is very easy to live like a tool, but it is really difficult to live not like a tool.

Coming outside the curator's office, Ming Shuiyun saw a rags of rest guests. The celestial feather armor that used to be majestic and majestic had broken into a disastrous way, but Yu Ke had no intention of taking it off. He just added a cloth robe to it. Although it was a bit less handsome, it increased a bit of determination to fight against the Han.

To put it simply, Ming Sao turns dark Sao.

Yu Ke respectfully saluted Ming Shuiyun and opened the door of the curator's room without saying a word. Ming Shuiyun stepped in and heard a young voice: "Sit down."

When Ming Shuiyun came back to her senses, she was already sitting on the only eight chairs in this office. The other six chairs are naturally sitting with her sleeping sisters--

Ming Shuang carp changed from the previous jump and sat upright, with a blood-red fang mask on his thigh;

Ming Dailan was a little uneasy, Ming Shuiyun saw her plain face outside for the first time;

Ming Dynasty Yan eyelid fighting, Ming Taolang was silent. Mingyueyan's eyes were red and swollen, and she was obviously crying miserably-she felt something at the moment when the scabbard Thousand Faces died, but she couldn't even find the body of Thousand Faces.

Most especially Ming Qingyun, she was holding a young leopard cat in her arms. Ocelot, a savage beast that is close to savage, has always hated human beings and is difficult to tame, but in Ming Qingyun's arms, it is very docile.

In addition to the people who are sitting, there are more people standing in this small curator's room.

Cha Huan didn't need to mention it, he still wore the most coquettish white robe with golden rim, and his white hair was combed and straightened, but the bald spot on the right was extremely obvious.

In addition to Cha Huan, there is also an old man in purple robe who is also old. He and Cha Huan are almost opposites: Cha Huan straightens his back all the time, he rickets slightly; Cha Huan’s hair is straightened, and he wears a Lun towel at will; Cha Huan’s hair is as white as silver, and he is gray and black and slightly dirty. ; Cha Huan looks rebellious and rebellious, his appearance is refined but his look is gloomy.

Behind him, there are also several purple-robed officials. Except for the purple robe, they all have a golden jade mace pinned to their waists, and their identities are naturally ready to be revealed-they are all cabinet ministers!

The purple robe must be a member of the court, the golden jade mace is a cabinet bachelor, and both are the cabinet minister's reality. Many people think that cabinet bachelors are in charge of the court. In fact, there are many differences. If only cabinet bachelors do not concurrently hold six positions, it is the so-called "famous man". Only when the emperor is willing to follow the advice of the famous man , Shengming Xushi is influential, otherwise Shengming Xushi is just a court mascot.

In contrast to the prestigious and imaginary scholar, he is the cabinet bachelor who concurrently serves as six prestigious books. It is said that the cabinet minister has the power to discuss political power and administrative power. When the emperor is not concerned, he naturally has both decision-making power-such as now.

The purple-robed old man standing next to Cha Huan is impressively a scholar and official book of the Zhongji Temple University, and the chief minister of the cabinet will leave!

However, Cha Huan and Ling Jiang were away from the front, and there was an old lady standing.

Her dress is not graceful and luxurious, just ordinary winter brocade; her appearance is not very delicate, just an ordinary kind old man. Suddenly looking at it on the road, she would only think it was an ordinary old lady.

Noting Ming Shuiyun's gaze, she blinked at Ming Shuiyun mischievously, waved gently, and Ming Shuiyun quickly bent over to salute.

The highest leader of today's royal family, Empress Dowager Huiyao, Ning Yulian!

At this time, Ming Shuiyun suddenly realized a problem: the Empress Dowager Huiyao, the cabinet chief, and the head of the imperial academy were all standing, but their seven sisters were sitting!

Let's not mention the difference in status, but just their age is considered disrespectful!

Thinking about this, Ming Shuiyun wanted to stand up, but her buttocks seemed to be glued to a chair. She couldn't stand up no matter how hard she kept!

"Okay, sit down, no one here is more qualified to sit than you."

Ming Shuiyun looked over and found that it was the eighth chair in the curator's room, and the young man sitting on the curator's chair had spoken. And on the curator's desk, there is a golden long sword. No matter who sees it at the first glance, the same name will come to mind-Holy Sword Huiyao!

She realized something, and asked in a low voice, "The sword-bearer?"

"Huiyao with the holy sword is the sword-holder? Why am I not the sword-snatcher?" Cha Shiyin raised his eyebrows.

"Lai Ya told me that if the curator, you are not a troubled man who is wicked and evil, or a living saint with the world in your heart."

"Sometimes I feel that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Laiya's eyesight is impaired because God wants to weaken her to take care of other ignorant mortals." Cha Shiyin sighed and said, "Since the crowd is here, then Let's start. No matter what you want to say, you can't avoid these children."

"This is reasonable." The Queen Mother nodded and looked at Ling Jiangli.

Ling Jiang took a step forward and said: "The Nanming Pass is broken, and the guard Tong Xuanye is dead. The Blood Origin Army and the Linhai Navy rushed to the Changge and Chuanqin counties overnight, and they will stop within one day; the Beichen Pass is broken, and the guard Ming cuts. Dao fled and merged with the five army camps and is now building a defense line in the three northern counties to block the rebels. However, the defenders suffered heavy losses on the night of the demon, and it was difficult to stop them for three days."

"This is a time of critical survival." The Empress Dowager said: "Within a few days, 50,000 rebels will attack Yanjing, but at this time, Yanjing is short of soldiers and it is difficult to stop its front. The thousand-year-old capital is about to fall into war and be ravaged by military disasters. !"

"The storm has fallen, and the overall situation is overturned. The Ai family has no other choice but to hold the sword for the world's plan and save Yan Jing from the water and fire!"

With that said, the empress dowager bowed towards the tea world, and even bowed with other cabinet ministers: "Please hold the sword for the world!"

Although Ming Shuiyun and others still couldn't stand up, they also bowed down in their seats to salute. The only one who stopped his back was still Cha Huan. He glanced at Cha Shiyin: "You said you wanted to be my distant nephew."

"I can't afford to be the principal of your worship." Cha Shi faintly smiled and looked at everyone: "I understand your intentions, but I don't want to mention whether I will agree, even if I promise you--"

"Holy Sword Huiyao's sacrifice, have you chosen a good candidate?"

PS: Three shifts to pay off debts.